The Dom

I thought we had finally settled into old age. I had the insides of my prostate taken out and while I could still have a soft cock climax my interest was failing. My wife wanted oral sex only about once a month. My wife was 70 now and I was in my early 80's. Because of long time ED we had oral sex for several decades which seemed to work most of the time but from time to time she would try another man. None of them really did it for her so here we were.

My wife still looked good, at least to me, she was now about five feet four, maybe one hundred twenty-five pounds with a great 36 chest, it was D but now as she gained a bit of weight going to DD. Never having children and not much intercourse over the last thirty years her vagina was real tight but was still lubricating when she got excited.

We lived on a short street between two long ones in a quiet older neighborhood. A house on the corner, less than a football field from us sold recently. It had been owned by and old gay couple, one-time friends but the main man got pissed at my political interests and stopped talking to me years before. His partner died and the house was sold.

On my morning walk I saw the moving van and a older man directing the movers. I waved and he came over and introduce himself as John. His handshake was really strong, but he seemed friendly, I pointed to my house and welcomed him to the neighborhood then continued on my walk. When I got home, I mentioned meeting him to my wife and that we shared the same name, but then dropped it.

Several days later she asked me if John was a taller man and I told her yes.

The next morning, she came in my bedroom, all dressed, with light makeup on which surprised me. Also surprising was that she was wearing a V neck pull over showing a bit of cleavage which was unlike her.

"John is walking his dog and it's an Australian Shepherd just like the one we had that died. I'm going out to meet him."

A bit later my cell phone rang, it was my wife.

"John invited me to walk along with him and his dog, I will be back soon." And hung up.

Thirty minutes later she was back, a bit flushed but seemingly all right. "How was your walk," I asked her.

"Great, wonderful exercise, John invited me to go along with him every morning. Is that OK with you Dear?"

What could I say?

Now I must mention, the last few men my wife was interested in were tall like John, so I wondered what was going on, after her last playmate she swore there would be no more.

The daily walks continued for a couple of weeks with my wife dressing a little sexier every day, it seemed. When I made a comment, she got mad at me, so I kept my mouth shut. I also noticed her texting seemed to be increasing.

One afternoon she took a nap but had left her phone on. I quickly scanned her text messages and noted the one's from John were all sexual. Him telling her what he wanted to do to her and her shy replies. Included in one was a nude picture of her breasts after he demanded she send one to him. Later there was a pussy selfie and one from John showing a rather remarkable looking, very uncut hard cock.

The note was "I am going to tie you up and stuff this in your mouth, and you are going to swallow all my cum."

Her response was simply, "Yes Master."

It all became clear to me. I had thought my wife was leaning toward strong dominate men of recent and this proved it.

Suddenly the walks went from about thirty minutes to over an hour, sometimes an hour and a half. Getting suspicious I decided to see what was going on. There is a creek behind our house and the other houses on our street. I was able to walk along it to a point where I could see John's house. Within a few minutes I saw them coming back down the street, John, my wife, and the dog. They went into John's house. I went back home to wait for her return, but it was over an hour before she came back.

A few days after this she told me that John was going to take her to eat at a new Spanish restaurant in town, she did not include me because she knew I did not like Spanish food. After she left, I drove up to a point where I could see John's house with my binoculars but still be able to follow them.

When they came out and went to John's car, I was shocked, she was dressed like a hooker. High heels, black stockings, short red skirt showing the top of the stockings and a little white top tied at her midriff. Heavy red lipstick and dark eye makeup.

I waited until they left then followed at a distance. Rather than going toward the town center they headed toward the outskirts and a rather bad area at that. Finally they turned into the parking lot of an adult bookstore. I kept driving went around a couple of blocks then pulled into the parking lot. Waiting a few more minutes I entered the store. John and my wife were nowhere to be seen. I walked around a bit then heard one of the patrons mention the hot slut giving blow jobs in booth 2. The manager sold me a token for the booths, and I went back to see several men outside the doors of booths 1 and 3.

A few minutes later it was my turn, I went into booth 3, saw the glory hole, pulled out my now hard cock and stuck it through.

I heard John say, "slut here is a new cock for you to suck."

"Yes Master," my wife replied, and she took my cock in her mouth. It took me all of thirty seconds to come in her mouth. As I pulled out a big black man tapped me on the shoulder and took my place.

I left the store and drove home. It was several hours before my wife came back home but she looked normal, no makeup and her usual baggy clothes. Claiming she was tired but that the food was great she went to bed.

So, what did I know now? My wife was being not only being fucked by John but probably owned also. She had been a slut in college and somehow, he had brought her back to that. Part of it thrilled me but part of it also scared me. I was at a loss of what to do now. I did not have to wait long for the answer to that question.

Two days later after her walk with him she said John is coming over this evening to talk to you. She would not tell me what he was going to talk about. At seven there was a knock on the door. My wife had gone into her bedroom and closed the door, so it was up to me to answer it. There was John, he shook my hand, came in then pushed me down on the couch.

"John, I want you to sit there and keep your mouth shut as I unveil your real slut wife for you."

With that my wife came into the room. She was wearing high heels, black stockings with a black garter belt but no panties and no top. She had clips on her nipples with a chain between the clips. Very red lipstick and almost goth like eye makeup.

Walking up to me she said, "Cuckie Hubby, I want you to know that John is now my Master. He fucks me better than you ever did with you little dick. He also has me fuck other men like the slut I am. He is here tonight to show you how he dominates me and how much of a slut I really am."

I was broadsided by her comments but at the same time my dick rose for the first time in years.

There was a knock at the door and John ordered her to answer it. She hesitated because of her dress, he walked up and slapped her ass hard.

"Answer the fucking door cunt. When I tell you to do something do it. Unless of course you want to go back to only getting sex from your no cock husband."

She ran to the door, opened it and in walked two big guys. I mean really big. Both looked like bikers, the white guy was very tall and stocky with tats everywhere. The other man was a bald-headed black guy as big as the first one but with bigger arms. John went over and High Fived them.

"John, is this the married cunt you have been fucking?" He said. "Kinda old but nice tits and you said her pussy juiced up real wet and she was very tight. Hope her asshole is just a tight cause I am going to give it a workout tonight."

John looked at me and said, "Cuck get your clothes off and go over to the armchair." What could I do, I did what he said. The Black guy, Calvin was his name, produced a rope and tied me to the chair.

John then went to my wife and told her to kneel, then he stripped throwing his clothes into the corner. John was hard, his cock was uncut, not unusually long but fairly thick. Going back to my wife he forced her mouth open and stuffed his cock in. She reached up, grabbed his ass and began fucking her face with his cock. I had never seen her do that before in all our years. She seemed like a woman possessed. Finally, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and shot ropes of cum on her face, in her hair and on her chest.

My wife started to clean herself, but John stopped her and made her come over to me and then ordered me to clean her off with my tongue. His cum was strong tasting but I did the best I could. My little cock had gone down but as I was licking his cum off of I started to get hard again.

John looked at his buddies and said, "typical cuckold, the cum of the Dominate bull excites him."

Calvin and Joe started playing with my wife while John went into the kitchen and got three beers out of the refrigerator. My wife seemed to be loving the attention from these two, but then they stopped and ordered her to strip them. She did and soon two big mean looking men were naked with their big cocks half hard. Calvin won the big cock contest, his was incredible looking but Joe, the white guy, was no slouch. Then they made her blow them both, which she seemed to do with relish. Once again they came all over her and once again, I got cleanup duty.

The men drank down the beers, got three more, taking turns making my wife sit on their laps as they played with her big tits.

For round two, John laid down on the floor, made my wife squat on top of him but with her legs bent under her. Calvin, having found a tube of lube, greased up her ass and his cock and slowly entered her virgin anis. She screamed as he went in but when he got balls deep in her she just kind of moaned as he and John started taking turns fucking her. At the same time Joe turned her head sideways and stuck his big cock in her mouth.

At this moment she had the first of many climaxes. My wife hardly ever came from intercourse but here she was as I lost count of how many times she came. This wild sex seemed to go on for hours but finally Joe and Calvin came, getting up they came to me and forced me to clean their nasty cocks. Got dressed and saying goodbye to John left.

So here we were, John still with his cock buried in my wife and me still tied to the chair. John pushed her up, came to me for clean up, they took her into the bedroom and closed the door. I sat there the rest of the night hearing their sex and coming little squirts from time to time from my semi soft cock.

The next morning, I was released by John and then he went home. My wife had return to her former sluthood. Somehow John had awakened her long-hidden need to be dominated.

Part 2

I was used to my wife's long visits to John's house and their sometimes trips in the evening. Realizing that I was not going to be trouble, John and I became kind of friends. Of course, he was still our Dom but at least I could talk to him. While I still loved her, after years of being somewhat taken for granted, I was happy to see her totally dominated by a strong man and also no longer afraid to show her true slut nature.

One day he was at our place, she was servicing his cock and he told me to strip and ordered her to suck me off. I was surprised that the circumstances of the situation actually made my cock grow hard. Noticing that John laid down on the floor, ordered her to squat over his cock then told me to fuck her ass. I got some lube and was able to stay hard enough to enter her. As soon as I entered her, she came strongly. I guess it was the overwhelming eroticism of the situation. I pulled out then stuck my still hard dick in her mouth and came at once shooting my wimpy spray down her throat.

A week later I got a text from my wife telling me she was at John's and he wanted me to come over. I walked there, knocked on the door and entered for the first time. He led me to what had been an enclosed patio, the typical Florida room. The windows were totally covered, the rather large room had a collection of "tool" on the walls and devices on the floor. There was a swing hanging from the ceiling, a large X St. Andrews cross, and padded bench. On the bench was a woman being fucked by Calvin while a man I did not know had his cock in her mouth.

Looking around I found my wife, in the swing, naked with her legs spread by straps. Her cunt was at cock height and a dark Mexican looking man with a very thick cock was driving into her as she swinging back and forth. Several other men were lined up holding their cocks. John came up behind me and pulled me over to the St. Andrews cross, ordered me to undress and chained my arms and legs to it with me facing out so I could see all the action.

As I looked around, I saw my wife and three other women, all were blond, with large breasts and all being used by the men in the room. As time went by more men came and some left. I keep hearing the women climaxing, including my wife. I saw John tap one of the women on the shoulder and bend over to whisper in her ear. She came over, knelt down and getting my small cock hard, blew me to climax. Licking her lips she thanked me for my sweet tasting cum.

John and another man then took my wife out of the swing and carried her over to a padded bench strapping her down on it. The woman who had blown me was then put in the swing. A new group of men came in, several were men we know from the near by houses. My wife had two lines, one for her mouth and the other for either her cunt or asshole. I was amazed that she could take so many cocks and still seem eager for more. But then I guess once a slut always a slut.

After a few more hours John released us both, sent me home but kept her for his bed.

In retrospect I had to admit that this outcome was great for both my wife and I an I was looking forward to more sexual adventures.