Tabitha finally gets her ultimate fantasy "full-filled"
written by:
Lucky

Tabitha and I met on a flight to a convention and trade show, she in interior design, me in video productions. We hit it off immediately, became friends on the flight and lovers as soon as we got to the hotel. When we returned to our respective homes we continued our torrid affair online and were able to meet at trade shows every few weeks.

Awhile ago she and I met in her home, for a week, while her husband, Joe, was out of town at a NASCAR rally and sales event. We stayed in one of the guest rooms nearly all the time, both of us cooking so as not to be seen together in any of the restaurants or clubs. But it was bliss to lounge by her pool, Tabi naked all the time, or dressing up in her "pretties" only to strip for me.

Then, three days after I left, Tabitha called.

"Lucky, wait 'til you hear this! You're not gonna believe it! He has to travel again! But this is the killer part: guess where? We're going to be there next week!" Of course she meant that she and Joe would be here in my hometown, at a business conference. "That means that we'll be at a hotel and there'll be lots of parties, so we can meet somehow!"

I've never heard her so excited and for a moment I didn't know what to say, but Tabitha stepped in. "Lucky, I'd like it if you'd come and meet us somehow. I've had fantasies about being with both of you at the same time and I have to tell you, it makes me cum harder than anything else."

Having been in a similar situation before, I knew that if we did all get in bed and he and I got past the first few awkward minutes it would probably work out, so I told her I'd be there. Now the anticipation was high for both of us. For her it was that she was anticipating the culmination of her strongest fantasy, a threesome with her husband and me. For me it was that I could make her fantasy happen; and then I had another thought.

"Tabi, we can set this up so that it'll be more than a threesome; get on him again about tying you up, and spanking you, and anything else you can think of that he's hesitant about. We should be able to work something in, and if not, at least we tried." I could hear her breathing accelerate. "Breathe, babe," knowing that when she got this excited she would begin to hyperventilate.

We talked about what we wanted to have happen, and how we could arrange it, every time we talked.

The night came and I arrived at their hotel, but I had a surprise in store for her. I'd told her that I thought I could get Joe's interest in what she wanted, and when she saw what my surprise was the look on her face was, as you often hear, priceless.

I waited until Tabi and Joe entered and then walked into the hotel lounge, Bella on my arm, her lush body swathed in a very short wraparound dress that hugged all her voluptuous curves, the cut of the hem and her high heels showing off her shapely legs, her long black hair shimmering around her shoulders, gold earrings glinting in the low level light. I led her to the bar, feeling every eye in the room on her, and had her sit beside Tabi, while I stood behind her, Tabi to her right with me on her left shoulder. Over their shoulders I could see Tabi's' eyes in the mirror behind the bar. Tabi knew of Bella but still was clearly surprised that I'd brought her with me, to what Tabi thought was going to be our night.

For the first few minutes it was introductions and the usual "what do you do? and "I'm in ... " but as the words floated between us my mind was on Tabi; she was so amazingly gorgeous, her highlighted blonde hair and shimmering green eyes complemented by her luscious body in a dark chocolate dress that fit her as if it had been painted on, the top showing most of her full breasts, the midsection lace that showed her tan midriff, the back cut to the base of her spine. Tabi was dressed to show it all and although Bella was beautiful she was a pale second compared to the stunning blonde by her side.

It took only a few minutes for the women to get into a conversation, talking about their clothes and hair styles, with Joe leaning in to get a better glimpse of Bella's bountiful cleavage. When he realized that I was watching him leering at those beautiful tits he came around the women and struck up a conversation with me. After a few minutes I suggested that we find a table so we could talk a bit more comfortably. As a waitress escorted us to a table Tabi hissed into my ear: "What the fuck!? What's she doing here!?" But this was no time to be caught whispering to each other, we had to look as though we'd just met.

Once comfortable in our booth, with the ladies in the middle and Joe and I as bookends. I saw that Tabi was drinking tequila and I laughed as I thought of one of her favorite songs, something about tequila making her clothes fall off.

"Tabi, from what I hear, tequila can have some strange effects on beautiful young women," and she looked at me, realizing what I was referring to. She gave me a slight smile as she licked the salted rim of her glass.

"There's a country song about just that thing, that it can make your clothes fall off. Well, for me it gets the job done pretty quickly. This is my second and I can feel them beginning to loosen up already." I laughed, she was quick. I looked to Joe, and he caught my eye.

"Tab, I think that's being a little suggestive, and that's teasing." Tabi had told me that Joe liked to show off his "trophy wife" from time to time and I wanted to give him an opportunity tonight, and see if I could push it to the next level. I turned to Bella.

"Bella, do you think Tabitha is being suggestive?" She nodded her lovely head affirmatively, smiling at the blonde at her side. "Do you like to tease, too, Bella?" Now she shook her head negatively, side to side, the beginning of a smile on her darkly stained lips. "Show them what's beneath your dress." Joe's eyebrows arched and Tabi's eyes got huge. "Stand up," and I moved out of the way so the beautiful brunette could get out from behind the table, into the walkway. She stood, facing us, her back to the rest of the room, and slowly undid the side clasp that held her dress together. She was blushing so much that the redness was evident even in the dimmed light of the lounge. As she opened the dress enough so that she was fully exposed she bowed her head. "Look at us, please, Bella," and she complied, her lovely face now flush with excitement, her heat evident in the slight quiver of her lips.

Joe let out his breath as Bella's full naked breasts came into view, the nipples hard and upturned from the dark areolas, her belly softly rounded, her mound nude but for a thin wedge of thick dark hair that was pointing to the slit that was showing between her slightly open thighs.

"Open a bit more, Bella, let's see if you're wet. Ahh, yes, of course you are" her excitement evident on the naked labial lips. "Now sit, but don't close your dress completely." Bella moved into her seat, the dress wrapped but not clasped, allowing us to have a full view of her gorgeous breasts and thighs.

Joe was the first to find his voice. "Damn, does she do anything you tell her to do?" And so it began, a discussion of dominance, and its partner, submission: who did it, why, what it did for them, both the sub and the dom.

Tabi quickly came onboard. "And how did you get her to be so compliant? Did you have to train her? I can see that she only speaks when you tell her to. Do you punish her? Tie her up and spank her, things like that?" Ahh, good girl Tabi! Get it out of the bag and onto the table.

For the next hour we talked about all of it, and I could see that Tabi was getting more and more excited. Joe finally asked how he could learn more about it, not just the theory behind it, but the how of it. "I have to tell you, Tabi is always asking me to tie her up, and spank her ass while we're in bed, but I've always thought it was a little too kinky, especially for a nice girl like her." Oh, she's a nice girl, alright, I thought, but she really wants to be a slut.

"Lucky, can you show us, maybe teach us, Joe and me?" Joe looked at her, surprised at her nerve at making such a request, but then his eyes shifted to Bella and I could see that he was lusting for her delicious body. Tabi saw the look on his face, knew that he was clearly up for a scene where he'd get to taste her, all of her. "But not tonight," as she turned toward Bella. "I'm sorry, you're really gorgeous, but I'm not into sharing my husband," and she turned back to me. "But can you meet us again?"

Now was the moment I'd been waiting for. I turned to the beautiful brunette.

"Bella, I can send for a ride for you." She looked at me, her eyes pleading that she had something to say. "Or would you rather go out on your own now?" She nodded, and after getting her dress properly adjusted she stood and said her goodbyes, kissing Tabi lightly on the cheek, gave a kiss to Joe that covered his mouth and lasted a lot longer than the friendly kiss she'd given to his wife. "Bella, I'll call you on Wednesday. Be ready," and I watched her walk away, that elegant prance that swiveled her hips.

The look on Joe's face was, again, priceless. "You mean she just walks out?" Before he could continue I interrupted him.

"Joe, she and I have an understanding. She does as I ask her, or suggest to her, or order her, and it's her choice to either respond as I want or she can leave. Now you might think that I'm the dominant one in the relationship, but you'd be wrong. It's she who makes the decision, not me; it's up to her as to what she does and how far she wants to go with anything. If you're going to do this you have to understand that there are people who crave direction, they need it or they feel useless; no, worthless. It springs from a myriad of causes, but the bottom line is, they have to feel, to live out, what they ask for. That's the basic idea."

We were rolling along in our conversation when an attractive slightly older couple came to the booth. They were hosting a party for Joe's conference and invited us to come up to have a drink and meet some of the other people who were attending, do some networking. So we walked with them to the elevator and into the party in a small meeting room. We made our way to the bar and got fresh drinks, Tabi getting another tequila, I noticed. We strolled through the room, and before we had made one circuit Joe was pulled into a conversation, so Tabi and I were free to find a place to talk.

"Well, I was a little pissed when I saw Bella with you. She's really gorgeous. But I can see now why you brought her. Throwing out some bait."

"Yes, gorgeous girl, I wanted to get to it, and Joe bought right into it."

"I have to ask, please don't be offended, but are you ... ?"

"Luscious, I haven't seen Bella in over a year, well before you and I met. Haven't talked to her, or anyone else for that matter. And that thing about meeting her Wednesday? Not gonna happen. It's you, babe, it's all about you." Her smile was dazzling and it made my heart skip more than one beat. "Now let's go rescue Joe while the night is young, see if we can get this going somewhere," and I put my arm around her waist, pulling her closer to me, her breast nestled against my arm.

It didn't take long before we had Joe fully engaged in the conversation again. I let him get his thoughts out.

"This isn't what I envisioned when we got married, I'm basically a conservative guy, very possessive about Tabitha, but I love to see her in sexy clothing, and it gives me a great deal of pleasure to see other men looking at her." We talked more, I told him that I had some experience with couples, and that I would respect their wishes if we didn't get along.

"But this isn't something that lends itself to reading about it in a self help column, or even reading a book. It has to do with knowing the other person, and having that person trust you. We can't do that here, as part of cocktail chatter. If you want to see what it is she wants you'll have to trust me with her. Hands on, I guess we have to call it. But you have to trust her more, completely. Can you handle that, both of you?"

"Let me be honest with you, and with my wife," and he looked to her. "I still have mixed emotions about this, but since the cat is out of the bag there's no getting her back in," and he glanced at Tabitha again. "So I think the only logical and sensible thing to do is to not ignore it." He rose from his chair, went to Tabitha and took her hand, and she got up. He pulled her to him. "If this is what you want then we have to find out if it'll work for us." He turned to me. "Let's see if we can do this, or at least begin." Wow!

We quickly left for their room, the ride in the elevator seemed an eternity, I wanted it to be over before Joe lost his resolve. But it took only minutes to get there and once settled in I began.

"Joe, you know Tabi wants to be dominated. Tied up, disciplined, as in spanked, maybe whipped, maybe more, I don't know." I directed the next comments to her. "Tabi, what do you want? Everything you want, tell us. What turns you on, what gets you wet when you day dream? What's your ultimate fantasy? Be honest. Joe may not want to do everything you want to do, but I'm sure there's some common ground, some fantasies you can agree on, play out together. Tell us." I sat back, waiting, wondering how far she'd go with this. It was her chance, maybe her only chance. I knew she was brave, but was she this brave?

"Joe, since I was a teenager, before I met you, I've thought of how it would feel to be helpless, to be tied to a bed, or even just on the floor, blindfolded, helpless. Oh god, I get wet just telling you this!"

"And how do you feel with him here, listening to your private thoughts?" he responded.

"That's part of it. I want to be exposed, to be naked and having sex while other people are watching me." She had to stop, catch her breath. "And I've thought about having sex with other people, a woman, maybe you and me with another couple, but like I said about Bella; actually?, I don't want to share you, I don't want to see you with another woman." She lowered her head, wondering if she'd gone too far.

"Tabi, I know you love me, but I don't know how far I can go with this, but let's see," and he began to pull at the small zipper that held her dress together. I saw her body tense, but as he lowered the dress from her shoulders, totally open in the front, revealing only tanned flesh, no bra, the tenseness turned to trembling, and I knew she wasn't frightened, but turned on. As his hands caressed her back he gripped the dress and pulled it further down, the top of her gorgeous ass coming into view, and then the only thing between her flesh and our eyes was an orange waistband of what I thought was a thong, but when she turned to me I saw that it was a g-string, a minuscule wisp of lace that covered only the slit of her pussy.

I figured that if I was to actually be part of this then I'd better step in soon. But Tabitha surprised me.

"Lucky, it's going to be okay, I know it. Joe knows I love him," and she reached out to me, led Joe and I to the bed. "Sit, both of you," and she hooked her fingers in the slim band of her g-string.

To say that Tabitha is beautiful is to understate the adjective. Lustrous blonde hair with darker highlights, blue green gray eyes that take on color depending upon the environment and her mood, a lovely face with a dazzling smile. Perfect breasts, 38D, on a petite frame which she tones with a variety of exercises, a tight belly with just a hint of curves defined by a waistline that flares slightly at her hips. Shapely legs, dainty feet; the ultimate MILF wet dream.

I decided it was time for me to step in and give Joe a lesson in what his wife craved.

"Tabi, how do you feel, naked in front of me, a stranger until just a few hours ago?"

"I feel excited, sexually excited! Embarrassed, too, thinking I'm not pretty enough, not thin enough, that my body isn't attractive."

"But you're beautiful, a beautiful woman in the prime of her life, her sexual life." She smiled, but her eyes showed her fear. "So when I look at you, naked, your knees almost knocking, you see in my eyes that I'm admiring you, and you, at least for now, feel beautiful. Something like that?"

"Yes, exactly!" Her words were emphatic, said with an intensity that couldn't go unnoticed. Then she looked to her husband. "But that's only part of it."

I looked into her green eyes. "Let me guess: you want others, me in this instance, to see you having sex, to prove to me, but more to yourself, that you're sexually desirable."

The joy of being understood radiated in her face, her eyebrows rising, her eyes widening. "Yes!" even more emphatically, and she raised her face to Joe, silently begging him to kiss her. Which he did, tentatively at first, then enthusiastically, and in a few minutes he was undressing, with Tabi trying to help, hurrying him along. But before he was completely undressed I stepped in.

"But it's more than sex, isn't it. You want him to tie you up; in your words, to make you feel helpless, so that it's not your fault, so you won't feel guilty."

"Oh god, yes! Now, please, oh god, I'm dripping I'm so fucking excited," her fingers at her pussy, and I knew her two middle fingers were inside her wet channel. She looked to see what the effect of her language had on her husband, never using anything but mild expletives before, at least in front of him. But it caused no more concern than a raised eyebrow.

"Joe, get your neckties, and anything else you can think of for this. Tabi, get on the bed, on your back. Now." She glanced to Joe, then crawled onto the bed, lay back, arms out, legs straight down, her eyes closed. Her lovely chest was heaving from her shallow ragged breathing, her nipples clearly hard.

Joe returned with a handful of neckties, and several belts, some his, others hers, and a dark silk scarf.

"Yes, fine, not optimum but we can work with this." I explained to both of them about not tying knots too tightly, not cutting off circulation, or at least not for more than a few minutes, and the dangers of being unbalanced or standing immobile for more than a few minutes. Joint stress, hyperventilation, everything I could think of.

"Tabi, put your hands above your head, palms together. Joe, tie her wrists together. If there was a headboard we could spread eagle her, wrists to bed posts, but this will do for a beginning. Now the blindfold, tight but not too. You can put it on before or anytime, depends on what she wants, but sometimes what she tells you she wants you should hold off on for a bit." I checked the ties binding her wrists to be sure they weren't too tight, as Joe tied her ankles together. Not as neat a package as I would have preferred, but he was getting the idea. Tabi was moaning softly and I could see that it was getting to him now, his erection was pushing against his shorts.

"Now, variations. Open legs, if you want to use toys. Do you have some toys, Tabi?" I knew she did, but she nodded negatively, not wanting to give that away to Joe. I'd have him take her shopping, make it partly his idea as to what to use. "Okay, I suggest you look into that."

Here's where it would get interesting. I took Joe aside, not into the other room, I wanted Tabi to know we were talking, to heighten her arousal, but not knowing what we were planning.

"Joe, if she feels both of us touching her at the same time she'll have the ultimate feeling of being helpless. Of course she'll know she's not in any danger with you here, but the feeling will be there. Can you deal with that, with me touching her?" He took a few seconds to get to a whispered "Okay," and so I outlined a plan of attack, so to speak.

"First thing, take your time. Foreplay for guys is listening when the zipper goes down, but for the ladies it's a whole other ball game. Most women like to have a little warm up intimacy, kissing, caressing, and work up to the main event. For others foreplay is the main event, the end game is less important. So try to give her some time, let her get wet first."

Joe laughed. "She's always wet, and she always wants to get right to it." I nodded and we returned to our more than willing victim.

Now was the test; would he or wouldn't he actually commit to this, to allowing me to intimately touch her, and would it lead to his allowing, maybe even encouraging, his wife to have sex with me?

He turned to me, and I had no idea what was behind those eyes. Would he pounce at the first touch of my fingers on her oh so willing flesh? Or would he acquiesce to her lust and allow it? Only one way to find out. A glance to my peripheral vision told me everything I need to know, and what Tabitha already knew; Joe might be jealous but he was also a voyeur who was proud of his beautiful wife, proud of this possession he could show off.

I began with my fingertips caressing the curve of her hip as he gripped her nipple, pulling it roughly. I reached to him, took his hand away, and mouthed "watch", and gently rubbed her nipple with my thumb. He moved his hand to her other nipple and mimicked my touches, and soon Tabi felt four hands massaging and fondling her from her heaving breasts to her trembling knees.

Thinking of something, I got off the bed, went to his shoes and removed the laces. As he watched I made loop knots on both laces and slipped them over Tabi's swollen nipples, and as she moaned I pulled them tight. The pink flesh began to darken as blood was captured within, and each time I flicked her nipple she would moan.

The next level: I moved my fingertip to my mouth, and Joe nodded slightly, then lowered his lips to Tabi's tied nipple. As he sucked one I did the same with the other and she cried out, both engorged nipples being sucked and licked at the same time. I bit down and she gasped.

Our hands were now free to explore further and I didn't wait, my fingers began kneading her belly, then her mound, and throwing caution to the winds I ran a finger down through her smoothly shaved slit, her wetness slippery, sticky and warm. I looked to him, saw that he was watching my fingers. I pantomimed licking, pointed to him and then to her pussy, but surprise! He pointed to me.

I was already hard, my adrenaline was pumping, both from the prospect of giving this beautiful woman her ultimate fantasy and the slowly dwindling thought of what would happen if Joe lost his resolve. But I was determined to see this through, and if he wimped out, well, we'd tried.

Quickly, I untied the tie that bound her ankles and spread her legs. Oh god, she was beautiful, her pussy was really oozing, the wet spot of her juices spreading on the sheet. And I could smell her, the animal aroma of her lust. It was at that moment that I lost all control of thinking about what Joe would allow or what would piss him off. I opened her love petals and licked her sweet shining syrup, licked around her clit, then, losing myself in her beauty, covered her pussy with my mouth and sucked, pulling her clit with my teeth, pushing my tongue as far into her as I could, wanting to lick the sugar coated walls of her cunt if I could.

My hands were gripping her thighs, fingers digging in to hold her legs open, and it hit me that she was trying to close them because she was cumming. Her hips were off the bed, and when I let her legs go she wrapped them around my neck, trapping my head against her pussy.

I began to regain my senses, and I thought I may have gone too far, so I sat up, my face covered with her succulent secretions. "Turn her over. Untie her nipples and turn her over." Wordlessly Joe did as I directed, and I didn't know if he was shocked and speechless, or rather not wanting to interrupt my directing.

Tabi, on her knees, her arms crossed in front of her, her forehead on her forearm, gasped when he removed the loops from her nipples, the blood rushing in was giving her the same sensations as when her leg would fall asleep, pins and needles, but much stronger and in a much more sensitive area. But I was paying more attention to her beautiful ass, smooth and perfect, her legs parted slightly, her wet pussy glistening with my saliva and her cunt cream.

"Fuck her, she wants to be treated like a slut, so fuck her, and while you're doing it, slap her ass, hard." He looked at me like I was insane.

"I can't do that, I can't hit her, I've never struck a woman, I can't."

'Do it, Joe, please, I want you to, I need you to," she pleaded.

I began to tell him that she'd feel worse if he didn't smack her than if he did, that in some way it empowered her to feel dominated. But when I realized that he wasn't going to do it, I began to get angry, wanting Tabi to feel everything she needed.

"I'll show you," and not waiting for him to agree or give me permission, I ripped my shirt off, then my slacks and in less than a minute I was hovering over his gorgeous naked wet moaning wife, my stiff cock aching, twitching, throbbing, and with one last look at him I lowered myself down, my cock seeking the heat of her sex like a guided missile, and drove home. She opened herself to me completely, a long groan as my balls slapped against her thigh.

Joe didn't say a word, didn't move a muscle, but watched as I fucked his wife. When I knew she was getting close to cumming I slapped her ass cheek, the sound like a rifle shot in the quiet room. "Don't cum, you're not allowed to cum until I tell you, until I let you," and I slapped her ass again.

My hands went to her breasts, and as I pumped balls deep into her pulsating cunt I pulled her nipples, roughly now, foreplay was over. My teeth found the nape of her neck and I bit, hard enough that I knew there'd be a mark there in the morning.

"Please, let me cum now, I have to cum now, please?" Her voice was soft, low, but so urgent. I smacked her ass again.

"Not yet, slut!" And again my hand struck her ass, now warm from the spanking. "Will you do anything I tell you to do if I let you cum?"

"Yes, oh fuck, yes! Let me cum, oh, please!"

"Don't say another word until I tell you that you can speak. Not a word, and don't cum yet." A long keening sound came from her, and I could hear strangling sounds as she fought to keep her orgasm in check and after a few more seconds, when I knew she was beyond controlling it any longer I slapped her ass as hard as I could. "Cum, cum now, cum you little slut!"

To say that she exploded would be close to the truth. Her body convulsed, her legs tightening, her hips slamming back at me, her cunt clamping around on me so hard that I thought I wouldn't be able to continue moving inside her. The sounds coming from her were animal growls, changing quickly to soft mewling, and then, "oh fuck I'm cumming again, oh god ... " and this was repeated several times until "I can't breathe," and I pulled out of her tightness, raised her head.

"Sit up, until you catch your breath," I said, watching her eyes for any sign of her passing out. In a minute she was breathing more naturally. Joe was watching from a chair that he had pulled up closer to the bed, and I felt emboldened by his willingness to let me continue, so I lay beside her. She turned to me, and I was lost in those eyes.

The first kiss, the point of no return, was tentative, both of us not knowing how it would end, if this would continue. Our lips parted and I gripped the back of Tabitha's hair, pulling her head back, kissed the exposed neck, turned her head and kissed beneath her jaw, feeling her hardened nipples against my chest. Our hips met, and I nudged my knee between her thighs, meeting the wetness that was nearly dripping from her pussy. She was moaning softly, her hands on my hips. It was at that point that I forgot about Joe; he had become irrelevant. I decided to give her exactly what she wanted.

At first I only rubbed her clit with the head of my cock, but slowly I began to rub it through her sodden slit. I gripped the shaft and slapped her clit, using my cock as a paddle, spanking her clit. When she began to close in on an orgasm I pushed into her pussy, leaning on one hand, and with the other I began slapping her tender nipples.

Before she could climax I roughly pulled her off the bed. "On the floor, slut," and I pushed her onto the thick carpet. I had her by the hair again, holding it tightly so that she had to kneel. "Open that slut mouth," and as her luscious lips parted I saw her eyes, and they were burning like coals in a furnace. As I slapped her open mouth with the head of my cock, then slapped her cheeks with the rigid shaft, I wanted to tell Joe to take notes, but I knew that Tabi loved this and if he wanted to learn she would be a willing teacher. "Take it, suck my cock like a good slut," and she sucked me into her mouth and down into her throat.

I was holding her head, fucking her mouth. "Play with my balls, you know what I like," and she gripped my tender sack, rolling them in her fingers, kneading them gently. I turned to her husband, saw that he was stroking his cock as he watched his wife. 'You've taught her well, she's a good little cocksucker." As if on cue he rose from the bed, stood beside her. I pulled her head back, turned her to him and as her lips covered the head of his cock I released her hair.

"Suck me, bitch, suck my fucking cock!" but it was obvious that his heart wasn't behind the words. He facefucked her, saliva running out of her mouth, down onto her tits. I sat on the carpet beside her, massaging the spit over her nipples, leaned down and sucked one into my mouth, pulled it with my teeth, her moans music to my soul.

We took turns with her, and at one point he told her to take both our cocks in her mouth at the same time, but when the heads touched he backed away. Too much for him, but that was to be expected, and all the more of her for me.

A few more turns and it was getting to be too much for me as well, which was entirely predictable. Tabitha had me so hot and ready that I was getting to the point of no return, but too quickly. Yes, my plan was to get off before he did, let him feel superior, but then I'd have her to myself again, I planned to recharge quickly. At least once, maybe more.

While she was sucking us she was fingering her wet slit, and every time I wasn't in her mouth my fingers were at her tits, her clit, her tight little asshole. She had cum several times already, but I wanted her to cum with me, so I slowed my clit twiddling. She looked to me, saw me mouth the words cum with me, her eyes widened and she shook her head, No!

Joe was sitting on the bed, the swollen head of his cock an angry red, his fist moving slowly. Tabitha was on her knees, hands behind her back as I had instructed her, her lips tight on my cock. I leaned to her, kissing her neck beneath her ear, whispered, "I'm going to cum in your mouth; swallow it, all of it, don't let on, but cum with me," and I saw her eyes widen at what I proposed. She again shook her head slightly, No! but I gave her a slight head nod, Yes! She could feel my body begin to tighten, my hands cupping her magnificent tits, crushing her nipples between my thumbs and fingers, and when I felt her throat tighten and knew she was cumming I relaxed and let it happen.

It was one of the most powerful orgasms I've ever had, not straining my body but just letting it happen, it was amazing. Instead of bolts of lightening it was more like a strong steady flow of electric current that coursed through my body, paralyzing me, then giving away to a wonderful feeling of complete relief, but with all the erotic electricity that happens with an orgasm. I closed my eyes and stood there, breathing deeply, the only strain was from clenching my teeth and curling my toes. When I opened my eyes I saw that Tabitha's eyes were so tightly closed I could see the stress lines at the corners. Then she came out of it, opened her eyes, and smiled. She licked her lips and I could see the shining coat of cum on her tongue.

"Take a seat, let me tend to my husband. But I'll get back to you soon enough," and she crawled across the carpet, her gorgeous ass swaying, her glistening wet pussy lips peeking out from beneath her cheeks. Gripping his knees, she spread his legs and looked into his eyes. "Ready to shower me with affection?" she quipped, and began licking the head of his hard cock. I watched as he lay his head back and raised his hips, thinking that at this rate he'd be finished in no time and I'd have her all to myself.

I should have known better. Tabi knew that once he was sated the curtain on this show would close, and she wanted this scene to go on until it was she who was sexually exhausted. She knew his body, knew how to play him, and that's what she did, letting him get to the brink and then slowing, licking rather than sucking, attending to his nuts until he cooled off a bit. It was driving me crazy watching her; I knew that she loved him but that she loved me, too, so I wanted to make this as enjoyable for Joe as it was for us, to take the heat off her and allow her and me to continue as we had been, although I knew it would have to remain our secret.

Joe was getting impatient, she was sucking his hairy balls and stroking his cock, her other hand between her thighs, two fingers deep in her cunt. She was moaning loudly, and the vibrations of her moans were giving him the added pleasure that would get him off, but she seemed to realize that and let his balls plop from her mouth. "Not so fast, hon," and she licked him with the tip of her tongue until the throbbing slowed a bit.

"Tabitha, you're driving me crazy, you're like a wild animal!" He pulled her head back, stood up and began pumping his cock with his fist until he spread his legs, knees bent. He held her jaw, forcing her mouth to open, and with a fierce growl he spurted his first load on her tongue and into her mouth.

After swallowing and then licking the oozing cum from the tip of his cock she leaned to him, wanting to kiss him, but he turned her around to face me, and pushed her toward me.

"Wait, let me wash my face, you've drenched me," and she quickly stepped into the bathroom. She was out again in a minute, no more, her smile back, and she pushed him down on the bed as she walked past him. "Take a nap, I'm not done with you." She had me lay back and crawled up between my legs, her tits brushing my cock on the way, her fingers finding it as I found her nipples. "Relax, let me take you for a ride," and she guided my hard-again cock to her slippery slit, and as she kissed me she let her pussy take me in, until I was balls deep in warm velvety vault of her cunt.

After a few minutes of not much seeming to happen on the outside (all the movement was in her pulsating cunt) Joe must have gotten bored. Tabi could tell from his breathing that he was asleep, and she smiled. "See? See what I mean?" she whispered. She would tell me that he was asleep while we played online, or that he fell asleep while she was anticipating sex, and although I wanted her to be happy I also was very envious of her being with him. But no comment now; I was content to endure that if I could continue to have her in my life.

Tabi was moving her hips again, slow swivels, fast rocking, her tits swaying, and when she leaned to kiss me I slapped her ass. The sharp crack of my hand on her soft flesh and her quick gasp got Joe's attention and out of the corner of my eye I saw that he was watching intently now, so I gave her ass another swat on the other cheek, and this time she let out a long moan. "Ohhh yessss," she hissed, slamming her hips against mine. She was waiting for the next slap when Joe got behind her, and while I was fucking his wife he slapped her ass. Not hard, but it was a baby step that had to be taken.

"Do it, Joe, please, do it, it doesn't hurt," but his slaps, only slightly harder, weren't what she needed to get her even close to getting off. She raised her beautiful body, got off me and leaned over the bed. "Lucky, do it, please, do it," her gorgeous ass with just a little pink where my slaps had struck. I stood behind her, spread her cheeks, and rubbed my cock against her quivering asshole, then lowered my aim and plunged in, and as I was moving deeper into her tight pussy I slapped her ass, and she groaned. "Harder, slap harder!"

"Maybe my hand isn't enough for you?" Her green eyes widened, and I saw that she knew where this could go.

"Oh! I have just the thing! The bamboo! Oh god, yes," then turned to her husband. "I brought something I was hoping you and I might play with," and she literally jumped up, ran to her suitcase in the closet and after a few seconds she returned, slapping a slim rod of bamboo against her palm, smiling as she handed it to me. "Finally!" She got on the bed beside me, on her knees, her head bend down to rest on her crossed forearms, her pretty head turned toward me. "Do it, oh please, I can't take this any longer, do it, let me feel it!" Her juices were actually seeping down her thigh now.

The rod was about the thickness of her little finger, two feet in length, with just a bit of flex. Black bamboo, with longitudinal streaks of dark green, the knuckles having a pale jade hue. I mimicked her action, swinging it toward my open palm, feeling the impact as a sharp sting rather than the more muted sensation one would get from a paddle or wide thick belt; more like a switch or crop. Sharp, stinging, more intense.

My palm caressed her white ass cheeks, marred only by the pale outlines of my palm prints. I ran the tip of the rod up her spine, across her shoulders, tapping it on the outside of her left arm. She was getting impatient, I could tell by her breathing, by the movements of her body. She opened her eyes and looked to me, her eyes silently asking: "Well?" But I had a better plan.

"Joe, it would be so much better for her, in terms of satisfaction, if Tabi was having sex while she was being punished. I know, we're not punishing her, but in her mind, that's what this is. So, if you and she were having sex, with a stranger watching, and feeling this," and I slapped the slender rod against my hand again, "it would be the ultimate satisfaction for her."

He didn't need any encouragement, he was behind her in a second. "Joe, it would be better if she was on you, cowgirl, with her ass totally accessible," and he lay beside Tabi, pulled her onto him, hard again, and she quickly guided him into her seeping wetness. As soon as she began moving I began slapping her ass cheeks, not too hard, but enough for her to let out a low groan, and every time I hit her she would clench her cunt muscles and Joe would moan. Three part harmony, smack groan moan.

Both of them were moving slowly, Tabi setting the pace. I spread her ass cheeks, her dark star tightly clenched, and ran the tip of the bamboo up and down, eliciting a long moan from my beautiful slut. "Ohgod, that would be soooo good," and she looked over her shoulder, her lovely face a mask of lust, her eyes, half closed, had that dreamy look of someone in the depths of pleasure. I knew there wasn't a shred of rational thought in her gorgeous head. I spread her cheeks again and licked. "Ohhhh! Now was the moment, they were both caught up in Tabi's bliss. I licked again, my tongue covering her tight rosebud with my saliva, rubbing it in with my tongue as best I could, then pressed the head of my so fucking hard cock there and pulled her hips back.

Tabi watched over her shoulder as I brought my arm back, but only from the elbow, and swung sidearm, the dark cane slicing through the air with a swishing sound, then a sharp SMACK! and her loud sigh as it hit home, and at the same time her ass began to accept my cock. So tight, tighter than her pussy, which was filled with her husband's cock.

As I began to push into her I continued with a steady rain of blows with the bamboo on her ass, harder now, the strikes loud, sharp, and with each one she'd wriggle her hips and I'd go in a bit further, and when her sphincter closed below my crown, on my shaft, I hit her harder than I had before, and she convulsed, her body shaking in orgasm, her cries of passion strangled in her throat, trying to breath and cry out at the same time. I struck again, my cock pushing relentlessly in, in, and then she was pushing back, working her hips to give herself the most pleasure she had ever had, in her cunt and, simultaneously, in her ass, as the loud sounds of the bamboo meeting her tender flesh kept time with her screams.

We had both cum before so this time we were able to maintain some bit of control, and Tabi rode us and fucked us until her body was covered with a sheen of perspiration, and her movements were becoming slower and less coordinated. She had climaxed countless times and the physical strain was beginning to show. I gripped her hips, smiling at the red pattern of criss cross marks that decorated her, and leaned to her, my cock totally buried within her.

"Tabi, get up now, we're going to cum on you, on your face and in your mouth, on your tits, we're going to give you a pearl necklace and a slut cum bath; get on your knees, now."

She groaned as I pulled out of her, her asshole gaping open, then slowly closing, and when I gave her a final smack it slammed shut, a tight little balloon knot again. She crawled off her husband, rolled to the side and sat beside us. I stood on the bed, Joe kneeling facing her, and she sucked his cock as she stroked mine. I was on the edge, but wanted both of us to cum at the same time if we could, so I held her hand, slowing her, and when I saw that Joe was about to pop I let her hand free and when she pulled her head back and he began to cum I pulled her around by her hair and let loose. She opened her mouth and stuck her pink tongue out, like a naughty little cum slut, and as her neck and tits got hosed by him I covered her face and tongue with spurt after spurt of my pent up load.

Tabi was laughing as she felt the rain of semen cascading onto her body. She stroked us both, licking the head of his cock, and when she raised her face to him for a kiss he turned her head away and lay back. I pulled her up to me, kissed her, pressed her sticky tits to me and ran my tongue around her mouth. I could see that his eyes were closed and already he was lightly snoring. I pulled her to me, our hearts beating like jungle drums.

"You are such a fucking cum slut!"

"Yes," she whispered, "but I'm your cum slut!"