Julie’s Erotic Night with the Guys
Her fantasy of men playing with her was turning to reality
Julie pulled off her tank top, revealing her voluptuous breasts while her Master sat in the chair near the bed. Her husband Doug waited, naked and kneeling on the floor alongside the bed. His chastity cage was firmly in place. She wiggled out of her denim shorts and stood facing Master.
“Do you like the panties?” she grinned, hopeful.
“I do.”
“I’m glad.”
They were red satin, ones that Doug bought for her use and Master’s pleasure.
Master studied her shape. “So you’ve been doing your anal stretching exercises like I instructed?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Now take them off.” Master pointed to the bottoms.
She slipped out and climbed onto the bed where there were two butt plugs. One was a medium size and the other was large.
“Get in position, darling.” Master enjoyed directing her movements.
As Julie leaned her face forward onto a pillow, arched her back and spread her legs she never believed that she would have the chance to discover the thrill of truly dominating her husband while submitting to a man who ignited her erotic depths.
One year of marriage with Doug evolved into another and another, and then she found herself in her mid-fifties and drawn to the more extreme forms of porn.
Doug could never fully satisfy her on his own and now, with the expertise and careful guidance of a man experienced in Domination and submission, she was living out her rawest desires.
She got in position and Master spoke up.
“So you’ve tried the mid-size butt plug?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Show me.” He motioned to the naked Doug. “Go ahead, please.”
Doug took the butt plug that had been well-lubed and teased it against Julie’s bottom. He then proceeded to slide it in slowly. Julie took one breath but handled it well, all the way to the base.
“How does it feel, darling?” asked Master. He stood and caressed her ass while Doug waited silently.
“It feels so damned good.”
Master positioned himself on the edge of the bed near the pillow and instructed Doug. “Take this one out and try the next one, please.” Master handed him a small tube. “Use more of this.”
Julie was panting from this erotic exercise. He was prepping her and testing her ability for a scenario she had always craved but never thought would happen: a small group of men who Master had invited to take her and fuck her.
Doug pulled out the plug slowly, gently and then set it aside. He lubed his wife’s ass and then grabbed the larger plug. He teased the tip of it against Julie’s ass and began to slide it inside.
Julie inhaled and Master studied her expression. Her eyes and breathing would offer clues.
Doug continued pressing. The width of it stretched Julie’s bottom and she grunted.
“Are you okay, Babe?” asked Master, motioning to Doug to wait.
“Yes, sir. More, please. I want it. I really want it and I can take it.”
“Continue, Doug.”
Doug continued. He was sensitive to his wife and finally the mid-section of the butt plug was fully inserted.
“Oh my, God, that feels so good.” Julie closed her eyes and breathed deeply. “Oh, fuck.”
“You can take it then?” Master ran a hand over her long blonde hair, falling around her eyes.
“Fuck, yes.”
Master motioned once again to naked Doug. “Take it out now.”
He slowly pulled out the plug while Julie groaned with delight.
“Fuck me.” Julie gasped. She closed her eyes, opened them and tossed her hair back. “I want to come.”
“Not now, sweetheart. The event is only in a few days.”
“Oh, please, Master. I really want it.”
Master reached to her ass, spanked her once and told her again. “No, dear. I’m glad you’re ready. Save it for the guys.” He helped her from the bed and embraced her. She worked to breathe calmly and handle the orgasmic sensation stuck inside and then Master watched as Julie slipped on her panties, shorts and tank top.
Master beamed with pride. “You’re definitely ready.”
The night of the event mercifully arrived and the orgasmic sensation that Julie experienced at home had stayed with her. She had mustered all her discipline to follow Master’s orders and not stroke at night or have Doug eat her pussy.
Her husband handed her a new dress, bra, and panties he had bought for her along with a thin, gold necklace. The total was nine-hundred and forty-three dollars from the Pretty in Pink boutique. She and Master requested it and Doug paid for it, putting it on his card and working a few extra hours to pay it off.
Julie slipped on the exquisite bra and panties, thanked Doug, and tried on the dress. The material slid wonderfully over her full breasts and wide ass. She turned to him. “Do you like it?”
“Yes, dear. It’s lovely.” He licked his lips.
“Just imagine.” She smiled and teased him with a finger beneath his chin. “Master is going to let five men fuck me and let me suck their cocks. And you get to watch.” She giggled. “You’re so lucky, aren’t you?”
Doug’s only answer was a gasp and sigh while he trembled.
Julie slipped on her high heels. “Let’s drive and pick up Master, shall we?”
“Yes, dear.” He acted embarrassed and asked, “Will you ever let me make love to you again?”
“Sweetheart. Isn’t this a satisfying form of sex for you? I’ll let you go without the cage on your cock.” She locked eyes with her husband. “You know I still love you, don’t you? You meet a special need in me in my heart and affections. But Master meets another need and deeper desire.”
Doug nodded.
She kissed him gently on the cheek and patted his ass. His eyes were misty.
Julie led the way to the car, swaying her hips while Doug grabbed the car keys and he followed. He was the designated chauffer so she and Master could cuddle in the back seat and talk.
They arrived at the house where other guests were walking in. Master had explained how the hostess, Goddess Biencha, threw the most memorable events. Master knew her well and vouched for the safety and quality of the couples in attendance.
The men he had screened and selected were experienced.
Inside her ranch style home on a sprawling lot, erotic strains of music were pumping through the designated play spaces. Master introduced Julie to Biencha, a slender woman with bangs in the front and her styled shoulder-length in the back. Her breasts were smaller and hips more narrow than Julie’s.
“This is my lovely submissive,” said Master, placing an arm around Julie’s waist.
“You’re the lucky girl, I hear.” Goddess Biencha smiled. She took Julie’s hands. “It’s lovely meeting you.”
“And you.”
“I’ll catch up with you in a little bit.” Goddess Biencha blew a kiss.
The event was a BDSM-themed swinger event with plenty of paddles, spanking benches, and cages. Canopy covered beds for fucking were placed strategically inside the house and outside in the warm night air overlooking the pool and yard.
Master introduced Julie to each of the men who were with either their wives or their girlfriends. Doug did his part by fetching the drinks.
And then it was time. Julie excused herself to go to the restroom. She wanted to check her makeup. She stepped into the bathroom and Goddess Biencha followed.
“Are you nervous, dear?” asked Goddess.
Julie inhaled. “Yes. I am.”
“Understandable.”
Julie looked in the mirror. “Silly of me, isn’t it?” She took out lipstick and did her lips. “I’m about to get manhandled and I’m worried about my make up.”
Goddess Biencha smiled, sidled up to Julie, put a reassuring arm around her, and gave her a quick hug. “Of course, dear. You’re a woman.”
Master led Julie by the hand into the room, a comfortably large living space with a mattress covered in a satin sheet. The men were waiting.
A couple were already naked, another one slipped off his briefs and another unfastened his robe. One of them looked young and muscular, another looked about the age of her husband Doug. Their sexual heat and anticipation was intoxicating. Julie felt like she was going to come just by standing in the crowd.
“Remember the rules,” Master whispered in her ear. “No kissing any of them on the mouth. That’s reserved for me. But they may fuck you as much as you want. Anytime you’re uncomfortable, you say so and they’ll stop. If not, Goddess Biencha won’t allow them back.” He kissed her on the mouth, patted her ass. “Now, take off your clothes and go.”
An electronic beat with rhythmic chanting filtered through the room’s speakers. It was the perfect music to accompany the scene. It was both primal and spiritual.
Julie stood in the middle and slowly undid her dress, lifting it over her head while swaying to the music. She was stripping in front of strangers and loved every minute. She kicked off her high heels, tossed the dress aside and Doug scooped it up, moving back against the wall while she arched her back and teased the men by fingering her panties and lowering them over her hips.
Master had shown her how to strip for him and told her to use her skills tonight. Then she undid her bra, giving her ample tits room to move. Finally, she let her panties drop to the floor and the men moved to her like she was a magnet.
Arousal was pumping through her body as one man after another caressed her tits and ass. One took her nipples in his mouth, while others fingered her ass and pussy. She was soon surrounded by their faces and shoulders and she didn’t even notice that she was slipping lower, instinctively to her knees, her mouth open and hands busy taking cocks and her mouth sucking on the first one to touch her lips.
Groans were already mingling with the music while Julie sucked one cock and then another, licking the precum. The breathing was deep and the music was like a trance.
Hands covered her, groped her, and moved her around. Soon, she was on her hands and knees straddling one man, lowering her pussy over his cock and taking him in. Another knelt behind her and slowly pushed his cock into her ass.
She let out a cry of pleasure while taking the cocks from two different angles. Another man stood next to her, and she licked his balls and sucked him while another knelt alongside and fondled her tits. She could feel the warmth of cum spewing onto her back from who-knew-who and the man who was fucking her in the bottom spanked her and Julie soaked it all in.
The sensation was like rocketing into space, a place of nothingness and everything — of sensual bliss and then, somehow, without speaking the men rotated and she was on her back with another man leaning over her, supporting himself by the strength of his arms and fucking her in the pussy. He thrust into her in a sweet rhythm.
Another guy was turned on enough and couldn’t hold back as he stroked and had an orgasm over her face. She took the cum on her lips, using her fingers to get the full taste while another guy lowered his mouth onto her clitoris while she was being fucked.
Others sucked on her tits and she could no longer hold back. She cried out from the full pleasure as cocks continued pumping in her and men climbed all over her. This was what she had wanted. What she had longed for. This was the fucking she had craved and desired. This was how she had always imagined a gang bang — being used, yet desired. Wanted, groped for, grappled with.
The sounds of orgasms filled the air and created its own primitive music while her body writhed, and jerked. She wanted fucked. Totally and completely. Her body responded and soon one powerful wave after another flew through her like she was caught in a hurricane of arousal. Images of Doug and Master, light and dark shot from deep within, radiated through her cunt and throughout her body. Arms, legs, her tits and mind — simply coated in arousal and totally covered.
More cum covered her tits and then slowly, like a Merry-Go-Round winding down after the ride, the fucking began to subside. Her partners were spent and so was she.
A few minutes of quiet settled over the room and then the men thanked her, told her how good she was and how they hoped she had enjoyed it. Her ass and pussy were both slightly sore, but in a good way. She lay on the mattress naked as the men got dressed, took their clothes and made their exit.
Julie smiled as Master finally took off his clothes. His cock was erect. “You were amazing,” he said.
“Thank you, sir,” Julie mumbled. She moved for his cock, took it in her mouth and sucked him deeply. His orgasm was quick and powerful and then he lay next to her while Doug waited across the room, sitting at the base of the wall, stroking his cock.
“Thank you so much for arranging this,” she said to Master in a stupor.
“You are so welcome, darling. You’re so very welcome.”
Julie smiled. “I would love to do this again.”
Master kissed her on the lips and playfully touched her nose. “There are so many possibilities, aren’t there?”
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