Wild request

It shouldn't have happened, usually there was no way it would have happened, but I'm just blaming it and what I could do to my life. It was my 25th birthday and for some reason this hit me hard. I was happily married, my husband was great with me and we both had very good jobs. I guess it all went so well that I didn't know what it would be like not to have the things they gave me as I asked them. For a couple of weeks after my birthday I was in a real dream and couldn't get me out of it. Even my husband Wayne noticed that I wasn't myself and asked if it was something he did that bothered me. I felt bad about him because I had nothing to do with my feelings. I don't know if they were hormones or what but I wasn't happy with my life, but I knew everything in my life was as good as I could get. Nothing in my life could prepare me for the wild trip I was about to take just because I thought I had problems that were not really there.

I really got into a hole while I stop doing almost everything. I had a good girlfriend and I finally told her how I felt about everything. Of course I could talk to a girlfriend about my most intimate thoughts but not with my husband, how dumb it was when I cared as much as he did. It didn't take long to talk to my girlfriend. I thought I was happy but my girlfriend asked if that wasn't what was behind all my emotions and problems since there was no other reason for it. We started talking about our kids. She was married and already had a daughter of about two years. She told me it was through a little depression fight, but her husband cured her in a short night. I asked my girlfriend how she did it, but at first I didn't want to talk about it. We finally broke that chat session and went home wondering if sex was really my problem. As confused as I was, I was suddenly not sure of anything. Sex had been fine with my husband, but he had softened for the five years we had been married. Talking to my best friend made me think that was the problem.

I kept thinking about how my girlfriend told me her husband pulled her out of her depression or low emotional, whatever you want to call her. I was wondering how you did it for her. The next day I called my girlfriend and told her we had to talk more. It took me more than an hour to get her out of her, I guess she was embarrassed by what was her husband's solution. I heard how my best friend told me one night she was in the dumps and her husband just had enough. He'd been up with his wild humor oscillations for about six months and just like mine came out of nowhere. I heard my girlfriend tell me how her husband put her in the bedroom, stripped her completely naked as she yelled at her, and then proceeded to hit her naked ass with her hands until she cried so loud that she could not see her eyes. At first it sounded terrible and I understood why I didn't want to tell me. But then she told me how her husband hit her until she was completely fighting then she lifted her up and put her in the most sexual clothes she had in her closet. Things I haven't used in years. The suit was your favorite and of course it was the first to be declared too short by my girlfriend.

When her husband took her to the front door, my girlfriend put on some kind of struggle or resistance and her husband threw her to the couch and told her she could leave her or that she could get used to beating her ass when she acted like a spoiled brat. As I heard, my girlfriend turned red while she told me she changed their lives for the better. Both had a great time out and her husband bought her so many things to make her feel better than she did exactly that. As rare as my girlfriend told me she was smiling, she has a very stern at least twice a month and after all she feels much better and her husband kills her and spends a lot more time with her. It was a strange story and I didn't think it was my solution. We talked for another 30 minutes and finally got up to follow our own ways. My girlfriend made me promise never to tell anyone what she told me and she kept me close and told me no matter how extreme it sounded, if I really wanted to enjoy things again, at least I should try, just once. As I was leaving, I heard my girlfriend scream, "Remember, try it once and see if you hear it."

I left knowing I would never. No one had hit me since I was about 10 years old. It wasn't my thing and I knew it wasn't my husbands. For a week things got worse. I was about to sign up to go see a psychiatrist or some kind of doctor to see what was making me feel so out of things. Before I made the call to get a date, I started thinking about what my girlfriend had said. The more I thought, all of a sudden, the more I wanted to try. How do you approach your husband with something like that? It was all I could think about for the next few days. One night before I went to bed, I slept with Wayne and tried to start a serious conversation with him. I could say I was tired, but at least he heard me talking. I don't know how I did it but I went out and told him the reason I was so down was because I was getting every little thing I wanted and I always got my way. I could still hear Wayne laughing while saying something like "THE WHO'S NEW IN IT." The conversation didn't go as I expected.

I talked to all the things I wanted to say. Wayne finally said he had to sleep so he wasn't a zombie at work tomorrow. It was now or never and I had to get this out of my chest. With him sitting there quietly next to me, I told my husband that I thought I could help if I would start to punish myself a bit when I got too bossy or asked too much. Wayne didn't even open an eye. I asked him if he listened to me and he shook his head yes. I was ready to go to bed and I didn't think anything I said really meant something. I grabbed him and waited for him to open his eyes. With him looking at me directly in the face, I told him I wanted him to try to beat me once or twice when I wanted to. In that case my husband knew it was serious. He got up and asked what this was all about. I wasn't going to break my word with my girlfriend, I told Wayne it was something I always wanted him to do to me at least once, and now I was telling him my inner feelings waiting for him to do something about it. I could see the surprised look on my husband's face.

Wayne jumped and started to get me into his lap. He thought he wanted it now and it was a pre-sex game. He barely hit me and did nothing for me. He hit me so softly that I could barely feel it. Then I realized I didn't understand what I was asking. I let him play and then he pulled me out and asked me what he was like. I started crying my emotions were so messed up. He instantly understood it wasn't what he was talking about. I had to calm down with tears in my eyes and feel as ashamed as I am, I told my husband that I wanted to be surprised by a day or night. Once I told him not to or told him I didn't want to do anything, or when I thought he deserved it more, I wanted him to whip my bare as hard as he could until I cried for three or four minutes and only after I begged him to stop if he quit. After I knew I was crying again just because I made all these things say to my husband. I felt so low I had to reveal what I wanted me to do the way I did. I knew my girlfriend never asked for it. For me, I had to ask my husband to do it and explain exactly what he wanted me to do.

Wayne picked me up and asked me if I was very serious and why I'd want me to do something like that. I told him I was feeling the blues and was about to get professional help if something didn't change soon. I looked at Wayne and begged him to do this for me without asking many questions. I told him there was a chance this could be exactly what I needed to get my life back to normal. I knew Wayne thought it was weird, but he shook his head and told me to tell him when. I yelled at him NO DAMNIT, you have to decide and you have to choose the time and place. I can't believe it's just playing, you have to mean it. You have to catch me on guard and you have to do it no matter what I say to try to stop you. I looked at Wayne and told him I gave him all my permission to do this when he wanted and he shouldn't stop, no matter what I said. He was surprised again but he was going to try this last thing no matter how unusual it sounded. I had gone so far, now I wanted it to happen. I kept telling myself I didn't want to have him in my file that I had to go talk to a psychiatrist. I fell silently to sleep after our chat. I was so embarrassed and I didn't know if my husband would or not. I had to get out of my depression and was willing to prove anything. I trusted my girlfriend and if it worked for her, who knows. That's how desperate I was to recover my life as I used to be. This was the first time in my life that I had a real blues case and I was taking too seriously.

It was two nights later. I didn't know my husband was talking to his friend next door the same way I talked to my girlfriend I worked with. Our neighbor Simon heard my husband tell him about my request to be whipped and was as surprised as my husband. It didn't look like the guy. They talked about me for a good hour and it was my neighbor who came with a plan for my first spank. He told my husband to buy a little bikini for me, something with a lot of string and not a lot of material. Then take him home and use him in the pool. My husband thought about it, but he said he probably would, as no one else was about to see me. That's when our friendly neighbor said that he should be in the pool first and maybe he and Wayne could be swimming when Wayne got out of the pool, come find me and show me the new bikini and swim it.

Wayne laughed and said there was no way to do that. That was when Simon spoke and said EXACTLY! Wayne just thought about this for a couple of seconds, then he grabbed his hand and the two guys hit his hand. There were so many things my husband could beat me up, but he left our neighbor, his best friend, inventing this crazy plan. Our neighbor was single and was pretty good because he owned his own company that cleaned and repaired business jets that kept up to about 10 or 15 people. He made so much money he just went to work when he wanted to. He went through girlfriends like they were a dime a dozen, most of them very cute and much younger then he was. It didn't hurt me to be very nice and swollen to the maximum. He spent a lot of time sunbathing and working at the gym. Of course he was approaching the 40s and he was starting to slow down a bit. I was about 15 years older then I was and about 12 years later my husband. They were the closest friends and we'd be at each other's house at least once or twice a week.

I was hoping that one day soon my husband would get up and do what I asked him, but I didn't expect him to be with the company in our house. It was the next day, I went home from work and Wayne and our neighbor were in the pool. I told Hi they both went into the kitchen and started getting some things out for dinner. Wayne came wrapped in a towel and told me he wanted me to come join them in the pool for an hour. I was definitely not in the mood for that, not after working all day and now having to cook. I only worked three days a week, but when I did, I used to come home very tired because it fit so much in every day. I didn't think twice about saying "Not tonight, you and SIMON are gonna have your fun."

I didn't even see Wayne running where he was standing now. He pulled my arm and started pushing me into the bedroom. I was as surprised as ever. Then he hit me. I said NO. Damn, I wasn't sure he was ready for this. He put me in the room and then opened a drawer and pulled out the smallest bikini I'd ever seen. He looked at me and said to put him in and go out and swim with him and Simon. He was completely speechless then finally said he would come swimming but there was no way to wear that suit in front of his friend. It happened as I asked my husband to do it. He grabbed me hard and treated me like I was really upset. I didn't have a big fight because I knew why I was acting like that. I got naked in about 45 seconds. He put me on my knee naked and I begged him to close the bedroom door. His friend Simon would listen to everything in the pool if he didn't. I was a little upset when Wayne didn't act on what I said and the bedroom door remained open with me completely naked in our bed.

It was like Wayne was another guy he was dating but he didn't know. He told me it wasn't about me tonight, it was about him and his best friend. I was bent on my husband's knee then that first hard slap landed in the middle of my ass and I instantly knew I didn't want another one. I started kicking and saying "OK Thats ENOUGH, NO MORE". I was only slapped once, but very hard. Wayne put my hands together behind my back and even when I tried to free myself, he started whipping my ass. I was gonna do everything I asked her no matter how much I begged her to stop. After the slap or fifth hard my ass was bright red and I was crying pretty well because Wayne wouldn't hear a word I said. I had to be a little more than a minute or so I started crying so loud that even our neighbor could hear me while standing out in the pool. I've never felt anything like the hard spanning my own husband gave me to my own request. I was wondering how my girlfriend could say this helped her marriage and her depression. I was making so much noise that I knew Simon had to hear me, that it only made me cry even stronger so my husband please stop.

I think I hit for about four minutes. I don't know how many times my husband's hand fell off my ass cheeks. I could barely speak when I said what I'm sure most girls would say, "Please don't talk to me anymore, I'll do whatever you want." My ass was bright red spinning a soft blue while Wayne stopped my crying. I saw him throw the tiny suit in my legs and it was then I noticed it was a little rope bikini. I was crying, but somehow I managed to get out of my mouth a "do not make me hear this." The second time my husband put him around my waist he turned me back on his knee and the next four blows on my blue cheeks felt he had put needles in his hands and he pushed them back. It cost me four hard slaps to yell at him: "I'll listen to him, I'll listen for you." He threw me out and I knew I'd never been so hard in my entire life. He stood up and adjusted my small funds and then put on my small top that he had two small patches of material to cover my breasts and that was all. I was crying while I grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room. I didn't notice, but he was all smiles. I've never thought I'd get treated like that, and instantly I knew it was a very different thing for him. I didn't have to worry about what I said because I gave him permission to ignore it. It was perfect for him and now I was paying the price to say what I did.

I tried to stop my tears before I got to the back porch. As we walk through the glass sliding door I saw Simon looking up my little rope bikini. I had a very big and happy smile while my husband put me in the shallow end of the pool. I still had tears flowing through my face. When the water hit my shiny blue ass I let out a scream and jumped some to try to get the spicy to disappear. My hand was thrown forward and the next step sent my ass completely under the water. It hurt me a lot for about five seconds and suddenly it was like a fresh lotion applied to my very painful ass. He felt very good with the water now around my ass. The boys talked while I was there in the water with them. About five minutes later my husband asked his friend if he wanted a beer. He took me back to the ladder and told me to get three beers from the kitchen. I gave him that big pouty look that made him know he didn't want to. He looked at me and asked me if I wanted to go back to the room. I got out of the pool by my own power and Wayne and Simon looked at my bright red ass while swinging backwards and forwards in the cool air while walking to get their beer. I thought I'd run into the bedroom and close the door, but then it was all my fault this happened first. I tried to meet when I got to the fridge and got three cold beers. I also adjusted my little suit to hide as much from my body as I would, but I was already covering as much as I could.

I brought the three beers and got into the pool and for 30 minutes we drank our beer while listening to the two guys chatting about sports. Finally Wayne said we went to our bedroom for a little fun and they took me from the pool and told me to tell our neighbor good night. I felt so embarrassed in the suit and being led as if it were for my husband. We went to the bedroom and started crying and asked my husband how he could have made me do it in front of his best friend. I felt that my body got up and I knew instantly that I should have kept my mouth shut. I felt the little funds ripped my body off, and then when I kicked my husband's feet, he let me go with three or four hard booties in my ass. They've gone worse then so far. I started crying again and after five strokes my husband handed me into bed and pushed his lips to mine. At first I did not move a muscle, but once his tongue was pushed towards mine and I felt it guiding my feet up in the air around his back, my entire body repented knowing that I was about to fuck myself in a way I had never had before. I could tell Wayne that he was very busy as if he hadn't seen him since we started dating about six years ago when we were both still in college.

I could feel the rush of the juices as they flooded from my body and covered the sides of my legs with my hot slippery fluids. They still kissed me while my husband worked in my bikini to take it off. I raised up a few seconds later my little top was thrown on the ground. He pulled the higher legs and then moved over me so that my thighs now rested on their shoulders. I've never been pushed so far by him before. He pushed inside me and began to fuck me hard and heavy while kissing me and feeling my breasts with his hands. He was so excited that he had stopped nothing he was doing. I knew I wouldn't have stopped him if I could. I really started kissing him and I felt a soft slap on my ass while I heard the words "THE WHERE YOU ARE" come from Wayne's lips. This was a new sex I had never been a partner in. For my astonishment, I wanted him to go on and my ass started to move as much as I could make him move in the bent position I was now.

My husband took me for about two minutes and took my sperm all over my stomach. Then he moved, but he kept my legs up on my head. He started licking my pussy and in a minute I was repressing all around and I got so hard that he took my breath away. We didn't say one word to each other for about three minutes, so my husband took me out and took a good hot shower together. He went out and put me in bed and slowly rubbed my lot all over my body. He focused a lot on my red ass and still hurts, but he had other things I was thinking about right now. He helped me into a little Nightie and took me to the living room and made me sit on the couch. He told me not to move a muscle and I smiled like I said "SIR." I saw my husband start cooking something to eat. He brought me a good stiff drink and made us a very nice dinner. It was during dinner that we started talking about everything that happened tonight.

I smiled at him and told him I still couldn't believe he'd put that little suit in front of our neighbor. He looked at me and asked me if it was worth it or not. I just had to think about it for a second. I came and kissed him and told him I'd remember tonight for many years. He said something that made me think. He asked me a question: "Do you still want something like one or two weeks or not?" I gave it about ten seconds of thought, then I grabbed my head yes and said something like "HOW ONCE ONLY." We made our little deal and that was it. After eating and watching some TV, my husband took me to bed and stripped me naked before jumping to bed next to me. We were like we hadn't done in years. Right before we were ready to sleep he asked how my depression was doing now. My eyes lit up and I asked him back "DEPRESSION OF DOING"? I couldn't sleep thinking about everything and how wonderful everything seemed to come out. I was living with a different man tonight and I knew it. I also knew that my best friend was absolutely right about how something wild and different like this could change his whole point of view. I felt great and I couldn't wait to talk to her tomorrow at work. Once I fell to sleep I dreamed of the episode and when I woke up I was all wet between my legs. I hadn't had an erotic dream for many years.

For about five days it was great to go home every night. We cooked dinner together and talked about things that happen at work and stuff like that. I felt I had a lot to go home even though nothing had changed. It was a Saturday and Wayne was buying things to fix the yard with, at least that's what he told me. I had no way of meeting him and Simon were together plotting my next episode and what would make me put the biggest fight. Wayne really knew it was about making me do something he didn't really want to do. The rope bikini was great for the first night, but that wouldn't work again. Every week I'd need something different so I could fight and Wayne could hit me until he comes in. Never had fun with me as much as last night when I ended up doing every little thing I wanted. I would never have guessed, but every little thing Wayne did told his best friend. So far it was Simon who had told my husband all the wild sex stories with the different girls who were dating him because he had so much money. Now finally my husband had something to brag and didn't leave a detail while the two guys talked about how cool I looked at in the little rope bikini a few nights ago. All week had been exciting for Wayne and now both were trying to figure out his next move with me. I can't imagine for a long few days that every time I got hit, our friendly little neighbor would be around the corner waiting for my husband to get me out of the room. Simon had spoken to my husband and had convinced him that it would be something he would hate and that's why he would put a bigger fight then if only we two were for ourselves. Simon and Wayne had been best friends for over three years. I liked Simon but he was much older then we were. I also knew he was a lady man and he was girlfriends like he really didn't care. I didn't hold him against him, it was the fact that he was my husband's best friend, not mine. Most of my close friends were from work and I saw them the three days a week I used to work.

That day the boys spent in the mall and none of them could invent what they bought for me. The bikini I had used was about the smallest they had found. By Simons' suggestion, they went directly to one of the luxurious ladies' long-standing stores where they had a suit for some of their wild sexy girlfriends. The store was full of naughty little Lacey garments and all kinds of sexy short outfits. Once they started looking around, it was my husband this time he saw a pink stuffed suit lace and asked Simon how he thought he would look in my cute 25-year-old body. Like most things in the store, it was too tiny and too revealing. Simon went and found a salesman and told her the boys wanted all that suit that was in the viewing window by the door. The lady brought a little pink teddy, a pair of thin pink panties with a bright red bow on it, then asked my husband if he needed stockings or shoes to go with it. My husband didn't know anything about what he was buying, it was Simon who said SURE and the saleswoman took a sexy pink hose and a couple of different red heels to make up for the suit. Wayne chose a nice pair of red heels that I probably would have liked. It was then his friend pointed at high red heels and smiled like he said he would hate to use those for a couple of hours. Simon told my husband how he had bought high shoes for his girlfriends and always complained but they ended up using them for him not to hurt his feelings. At first my husband didn't catch up, so his eyes lit up and said he would hate those shoes, we'll take them!

The suit cost about $95.00, but my husband didn't care. While they left the mall both boys talked about how this would take place tonight. At 8:00 exactly Wayne's friend would come and sit on the couch and start chatting. At 8:15 my husband would grab me and take me back to the bedroom. He would show my clothes I was going to use to cook it and our neighbor a big bat of popcorn to watch the 9:00pm football game on TV. They both knew that he would scream bloody murder and was pushing things in an address that he didn't really want them to be. I wanted my husband to be firm but I never gave him any kind of limits because I've never done anything like this before. Tonight would be a real can opener for everyone involved. So far Simon had always thought that I was one of those girls on earth, happily married and not looking for any wild emotion. After hearing what my husband had told her, I now knew that was not true at all. One that my husband came home from the mall, started cooking dinner around 5:30 and had everything clean and back in place at 6:30. I was playing in the bedroom when the bell sounded and I heard Simon's strong voice at the door. I heard they both laughed very hard and that sent me to the living room where they were both facing television watching some kind of sports show. I went back to what I was doing and I didn't think tonight would be one of those special nights that I had told my husband I could have.

About 8:15 exactly my husband came back but didn't close the bedroom door. I didn't worry until he came under the bed and pulled out some packages. At the moment my heart rate tripled and I had no doubt that something was going to happen tonight. My eyes grew big and wide like when I saw the little bikini a week ago. This time in bed there was a small sexy teddy with lots of extras including a pair of red heels that had to be about four inches tall on the back. I've never used heel over an inch and a half. After Wayne had taken everything out of the package, he took me to bed and started undoing my pants and shirts. I looked at him and then I remembered his friend who was in the living room. I looked at him and asked him as well as I could, what am I doing with them tonight. Wayne didn't say a word while he pulled me out of my shirt and then took my legs off my pants. I started to shake and tried to say things right without getting into trouble like I knew my husband wanted me to. I asked him again what Wayne expected me to do with this suit in bed. In the next few seconds my worst fears came to reality. I heard Wayne told me he wanted me to do popcorn for him and his friend so they could see the football game with some snacks. He told me this was my new POPCORN REBAJANDO for every game until the end of the football season.

I felt Wayne pulling my panties through my legs and seconds later I got scared. I begged him not to do this, not our neighbor in the house. I tried to get him my tiny bikini and I'd use it for them, but not this little excuse for a sex doll suit. I saw him lift the baby's doll suit and as he knew it would happen, I put an attack on him. I couldn't let this happen, I was going too far. I took off the suit and demanded Wayne would think of something else he wanted me to do. Then I fought him pretty hard while he worked me in position to spank my naked ass. I wasn't giving her an easy time and I knew it. Once he gave my hands behind my back, I couldn't fight him anymore. Then I jumped in surprise while his hand landed on my bare ass cheeks and the pop sounded like a bottle of Champaign that opened. My husband's first slaps were more of a shock than anything else. I looked and saw the door of the room open and demanded that my husband stop and close it. It was then my husband really started rinsing my ass hurt a lot while he kept screaming at Wayne and telling him he wouldn't. Wayne kept beating my ass and seeing how red he had after a few minutes of hard span. I started crying and became an exact repetition of what happened last time. There was a point where I couldn't speak and shouted louder as I was whipping as much as I could get his hand to land on my ass. I would never understand the power he gave Wayne and the way he didn't look at me the same way he used from now on in our relationship.

I wasn't even thinking of Simon in the living room now, but he was laughing and surprised that this game was my own fantastic idea. I knew some of his wild friends would kill him if he ever tried something like that on them. It definitely wasn't for everyone, that was for sure. More once I have a WAYNE FOR FAVÉS to get out of my mouth but the hard buttocks were still coming. I slept even longer then I did it last time in about two or three minutes. I didn't really want to wear that suit in front of someone like our crazy wild neighbor. I kept thinking about how old it was then we and how many girls he brought home during the years we knew him. With all that finally came that point where all I wanted was for my roof to stop. I knew I could make that happen, but there was only one way. Somehow I shouted again "STOP WAYNE I will." I got three more hits and I said the same thing again. My husband told me that if I didn't keep my word I wouldn't sit for a month. He could look in his eyes and he knew he was ready to act if he didn't give him the whole thing. I wasn't smiling or anything.

They lifted me up and my bra was wasted then the little pink suit was thrown on my head. My husband pushed me back into bed and took a good four minutes to find out how to throw the sexy thigh high hose on my legs. I was looking for some place to connect them, but they were made to keep up with it. Then he started slipping the bright red shoes with the 4-inch heels on my feet. I had to guess my size and it was very close. They were a little loose, but he only tied them closer to my ankle to keep them on my feet. He raised me and my tears were on my face. The suit fits me well and Wayne finally raised my feet one at a time and slipped the very fine pink panties and lay on my long legs. It was the perfect suit for our anniversary or maybe you're waving day, but not to do popcorn for our neighbor and my husband. They told me to turn around for my husband and I didn't move until his hand hit my ass very hard. He threatened to whip me for another ten minutes if I gave him any trouble tonight. That would have put blisters on my ass and it already hurts a lot. Little by little I turned around and for the first time Wayne shouted a smile and told me it was the smallest popcorn making a wife in the country. He reminded me that he bought this suit so that every time he saw a football match with his friend I would be dressed in it to make popcorn for them. I started telling him that I would dress this way for him, but please not for his best friend that I knew I would love to show as much of my body as this suit was going to show. Instantly my ass paid the price as my husband told me it was not my choice but yours, as we had agreed before all this started.

He took my hand and for the first time I had to take a step in the high heels. It was like walking on sticks. I was afraid of falling into them. It made me walk very funny at first. He pushed my ass and my husband loved the fact that I was a couple of inches higher then he now. When I walked through the door of our room, I died of fear when our next door neighbor came to the eye and his eyes were as big as mine. Simon looked at me and knew he was getting very attentive. I started to pito and my ass got a hard slap while my husband told me to close the tears and get into the kitchen and make them popcorn. They took me to the kitchen and my husband gave me ten minutes for the popcorn to go to the boys. I was still crying when I got here and started getting the things I'd need to cook. I couldn't even look down at the little pink suit I had now. I knew my whole body was on the show for my husband's closest friend. I didn't think I could face Simon again while I was living.

It only took about 8 minutes to make corn in our hot air popcorn manufacturer. I was waving some but I had managed to clean most of my eyes' tears. I was hoping to give them corn popcorn and then go into my room and get out of the clothes. I spilled the popcorn in two bowls and then slowly walked them in the living room. I could feel like they both looked at me. The football game was about to start and none said a word, they just looked. Once I handed them the bowls, my husband grabbed my hand and decided I had to walk in front of Simon and show him how good the suit looked at me. Simon was smiling and he told me he saw me better than any of the girls he had brought home from work. That didn't make me feel better, but I just kept my eyes away from Simon and turned around every time my husband wanted me to. I was finally thrown around my husband. In the high shoes I had there was no way I could keep my balance and he had no trouble getting into the position he wanted me sitting next to his lap in front of Simon who was in the chair next to us. I whispered gently in my husband's ears that I was ready to go back to our bedroom and change clothes. I was told I was gonna watch the football game with them like I used to. I liked football and I saw most of the games with my husband. Tonight I just wanted to change this awfully revealing outfit.

I saw the first quarter then was required to see the second quarter. I had to get up and get into the kitchen more once to get all beers or what any of them asked for. Both Wayne and Simon spoke constantly about the game. They also told me how great I was seeing on my new football team. I didn't say anything. I caught our older neighbor looking at me all the time. It was when half the time came that my real problems would come to me. My husband pulled me out and rejected the volume on TV. I didn't know, but not even his best friend knew what Wayne was about to do. It was supposed to end in half an hour, but at some point during the game my husband made other plans for me. He had created a monster and now he could not control it in any way. My husband pressed a button on the CD player connected to his big stereo and suddenly soft romantic music started playing the whole house. He had speakers on the roof in almost every room. He put me in his arms and pushed my arms around his neck. I could feel that the little doll suit got up and only my panties now covered me from the waist down. I started to get a little angry and the second I said something a big slap filled the air and my ass got stuck from the hard blow. My husband gave him his head and asked me if I wanted a five-minute roof in front of our guest. That was the last thing I wanted to do. I grabbed my head and for a full song I was danced around the room with Wayne's best friend having views only a husband should have the right to see.

It was after the song that I went up to the couch and passed out when my husband asked our neighbor if he wanted a dance. Another slow song had started and I saw how fast Simon had jumped and tried to grab me for a dance. I left and I knew they had passed a line that I didn't want to let it happen. I felt that my body masturbated solidly towards my husband and without really being able to fight him I had myself down on his lap and my little baby doll suit rose above my ass. I let a great plea come from my mouth as I begged my husband to do everything to stop here and now. Seconds later I felt the first slap and my feet kicked furiously while my husband started whipping right in front of his friend. I felt so embarrassed as never before. I don't know how long my ass hit me, but when I begged him to stop it he finally did. I was crying again and I knew I had no control of the situation. My husband beat my ass to any sign I wasn't doing what I wanted. I remembered telling you in my own words that I did exactly that if I didn't behave. He was taking all the words I told him as the law. That's what I asked, exactly what I was getting. I looked at our neighbor through my weeping eyes and he laughed and behind my back threw my husbands out of the extended hand I just saw. I knew they were in this together and there was probably nothing I could do to break them.

They gave me a hand towel and told me to clean my face. The music was still playing and as soon as my tears were cleaned, my husband led me to his friends arms and for two long dances my almost naked body was pressed into his. I couldn't even open my eyes. Finally they returned to my husband and told me to thank our neighbor for a great dance and a very nice night. Then I couldn't open my mouth again when I heard my husband tell me to invite Simon back for the Monday night football game. I knew it would be more of the same and I couldn't say that. It wasn't until my husband asked our neighbor if he'd like to help beat me until I behaved the way I should have a little popcorn. I dropped my head with those words, then I turned around and quickly invited the guy I hoped would never see again Monday night for more football. He asked if I would use my new corn popcorn suit again and I just grabbed my head YES to finally get back to his house. I heard that Simon finally accepted my forced invitation and felt so relieved when I saw him shake my husband's hands and leave our front door.

I started crying and the second my husband saw that I was in the bedroom and he pushed me back into the bed. It wasn't nice, it wasn't even what I'd call nice. Why he made me so nervous I'll never know. He just pushed my thin panties next door and fucked me very hard for at least 20 or 30 minutes. I kissed and felt like I was a ten-cent whore. I melted into his hands and I could feel it was happening. After he came through my stomach he turned and pushed his dick wet and messy in my mouth and then guided his tongue to my very wet pussy. I haven't been pushed into position 69 since before we got married. I couldn't control myself and neither could he. I came twice to his tongue and he flooded my mouth after about 8 minutes of soft suction. He turned around and told me how much he loved me. Now I saw the exactly opposite personality of the guy who had been with me most of the night. My loving husband came back!

My husband undressed me, took me to a hot bath with soap, then we went to bed and softly talked to each other for more than an hour. We talked about everything, including my fear that our neighbor next door will see so much of me. My husband told me he was a great guy and promised not to say anything. Wayne told me he trusted both Simon and a brother. I tried to tell Wayne that his best friend was like a woman, but there was no possibility for him. They had been friends and shared too many secrets for too many years. I was still afraid of my wit that our neighbor who was 13 years older then I and could have his choice of girls because of his appearance and money I was now seeing more of me then he should be allowed. I had one of the best nights with my husband next to me. I couldn't do enough for myself and I had a lot to think about during the weekend. My husband stood by me and we went out and did so many fun things together. I called my girlfriend on Sunday night and told her my life couldn't be better. She already knew she was doing exactly what she told me to do. I just didn't know my husband pushed me far beyond anything his husband would have done to him. They kept everything in the family, in fact I was the only other person who knew what was going on. All I cared about was the way I didn't feel so alive. I couldn't wait to go next to my husband as soon as I got home any day I had to work.

On Monday I went to work and vaguely on the back of my mind was the invitation I had made to our neighbor to come tonight and watch the football game. I turned him away from my mind but somehow I knew he would come and probably be crying in front of him like the last two times he was here. I came straight home from work, but my husband was nowhere to find me. He was out shopping with his best friend for the game tonight. Wayne didn't get home until 6:00 pm and I had dinner for him. I knew something was gonna happen, but I didn't know what. The boys had bought another suit, but this one would push me back to fight until I couldn't fight anymore. At 6:45 it sounded the bell and it was Simon. I tried to act semi normal while I invited him. Simon gave me a big hug and asked me how his "POPCORN GIRL" was maintained. It really made me blush for a couple of seconds. Then my husband took my hand and it would be a long 45 minutes before leaving the room again. I went to know something was gonna happen. Just like the times before our bedroom door was left open and I tried to reason with Wayne that I should close the door before we started. My husband ignored me again and pulled the packages from under the bed. He slowly pulled everything out. It was from a different store this time and I saw a short black skirt on the bed and had a big white belt with a big playboy emblem on it. Then I saw the small top of the red tank that had two words written in large white letters, GO TEAM. That was all there was in bed and I said tonight might not be so bad at all.

It wasn't until I saw the rest of the team and then my husband told me what we were doing again I lost him and told him I was going too far. I told him I wanted to cancel our little game and we could talk about this later tonight after his friend went home. I could see from the look on Wayne's face that I wasn't dealing with my husband but with his alter ego. I really needed to make him understand that I didn't want to do this tonight. They put me in my husband's hand and barely put my pants on my knees because I was fighting him so hard. He usually stripped me naked but I struggled so hard that he pushed me over his knee and struck me as much as he could with only my pants pulled and everything else still in my body. I told him to stop talking about tonight before I did. The more I talked the harder they seemed to be my slaps. Every night I slept longer and tonight was no exception. I could take more buttocks every time but my ass has a lot more punishment every time I did. I was crying so hard when I gave it I had to sound like I was dying. I paid and begged my husband not to hit me anymore. I didn't want to do what I planned, but my mind told me to do it one way or another. This scared me more about tonight any night so far.

They stripped me and took me to the bathroom. I was surprised my husband started a bath for me. It hurts like penises when I sat in the water but then as the pool made me feel better. I saw my husband soap in my body then when he got into the medicine cabinet and pulled his knife knew exactly what his next step would be. I shook my head and shit, but all he did was push me back and extend my knees wide. I felt the knife between my legs and I knew I was gonna shave it all. It happened so fast that I was surprised. He ripped me off and shaved me again. He raised my legs in the air and I could feel the razor next to my tight ass cheeks while removing every piece of hair I could find. I had stopped crying but my eyes were still full of tears. I dried up and looked down and saw a teenager's pussy in my body. I had shaved before but never everything. I would have felt bad if I knew this suggestion had come from your best friend and it wasn't my husband's idea. Simon had told my husband that he needed to be shaved. I could see my thick pussy hair patch the last time I had to turn around in front of him. He blocked almost all his point of view and he made a good point in front of my husband who would probably fight the whole way. Surprising, this didn't bother me as much as they planned for me tonight. My husband handed me my brush and makeup and told me he had five minutes to invent me. I didn't really want to wear makeup, but on demand I put the lipstick, the shadow of my eyes, and turn on my cheeks.

I saw Wayne sprinkle with my perfume bottle and then he led me to our bed. I looked at the little suit and I knew what I had planned for tonight. I looked at Wayne and asked him very gently if please we couldn't talk about this before it happened. I felt another hard slap on my ass while my legs were up and the little black skirt stuck his legs. He broke it and then rolled the big white belt that had a playboy emblem on it. I turned around and I felt my legs were getting up while throwing a pair of panties around my waist. I couldn't see them but I knew they felt like stockings and they were probably too thin. He adjusted my panties as he wanted them, then turned me to him and threw the red tank over my chest and tied it in my back. I tried to look at myself but before I could look at the suit. Wayne pushed me back into bed and put me totally flat. I looked as I lifted every leg one at a time and a couple of white thighs of the upper hose threw my legs. I could say it was those ultra-sex hoses on the fishing net and I knew there was no way to use them if I had an opinion on the subject. Finally my long legs were disappointed and then my eyes began to water like those big red shoes with the four-inch heels were led to my feet. I hated the way they felt at my feet and how uncomfortable they made me walk.

I got up and my husband surprised me when he hit my ass very hard twice and gave me a warning. If I do something you don't like in the next two hours, the second that we get home our neighbor will come to see what it feels like to beat my bare ass until I cry for him to stop. I knew I didn't want it to happen, but I also knew I didn't want to go with my husband and his friend where they wanted to take me. I was guided to the door again and walked very slowly in the high heels I was in. I wanted to beg my husband to do anything else, I would probably have done anything not to get out of the house in this mess. I went walking to our neighbor where he took my other arm and they both started walking into our garage. I was pushed to the front seat with my husband driving and his best friend Simon sitting on my other side. I had no idea exactly where they were taking me, but I prayed to anyone who knew I'd see me. It took about 30 minutes to get us out of the area that most of our friends lived. We got to a sports bar and started exercising while I got out of the car. I spoke and begged Wayne to take me home. He jumped and hit my hard ass and whispered to me that if he took me home his friend would whip me until I couldn't stand being so uncooperative. I just accepted that offer, but in the last second I decided to keep my mouth shut. I knew I wouldn't win anything I said or offered.

Both guys took me inside and just like I thought I'd ever turn back to me while the three of us slowly walked in. Everyone was at the bar watching the game and I heard a lot of animation not for the game but for me as I walked in the high heels. There were other women there but none dressed like me. The skirt was very short and I felt I had no panties at all. I wouldn't know for a while, but I was very good at that point. There weren't enough bar stools, so I was up and down around my husband. My face was bright red while he ordered three beers to all of us to drink. I couldn't wait to start drinking. Finally I could look down my suit and it was different from anything I wanted to wear. The top of the upper hose of the thigh were showing and had large white arches on them. My black skirt barely kept me covered and my top felt like it was stuck to my breasts. We drank a few beers until half arrived, so my husband whispered in my ear if he was ready to go home. I grabbed my head and was as submissive as it could be. I whispered a YES, please in the ear. I was trying to learn how to get my way when my husband had full control of the situation. It would take me a while to find out. But I was learning quickly that saying that it wasn't just going to work. I had to learn to commit to other things that the kids might want, but I hadn't learned that yet.

Wayne paid the bar chip and I set a small smile while they led me to our car. I heard everyone beg my husband to stay in the second half. A huge load rose from my shoulders while Simon now helped me get into our car. The sight I suddenly had between my legs would stick with him for quite some time. My newly shaved pussy was open to him while I bit my legs as fast as I could. I knew I had panties so I couldn't see it right. I didn't know they were less incubated and that's why I felt so much air and breeze as I walked. I didn't even think of my husband getting less panties. We drove home and arrived just when the average time was over. They took me to the bedroom and I looked as my husband stripped me and pulled out the little doll suit I had worn a few nights ago. I didn't have to say a word, Wayne whispered in my ear that I could see the second half here at home or at the bar. I didn't move a muscle while he put the sexy suit in my body and then escorted me to the bathroom and sprayed my body and brought with my perfume. I could smell how soft and sweet the perfume made me smell. It was my favorite bottle of perfume and not very cheap.

I was taken to the living room and there in the chair was Simon waiting for us. They took me back to a position in front of Simon and told me to turn slowly so Simon could see how well he saw me. Tonight Simon had a fantastic view of my new look BALD PUSSY and I did what my husband asked me without looking at Simon ever. Like the last time I was guided to my husband firm lap and for the rest of the quarter I sat there in front of Simon and watched the game with them. Then after the room they pushed me back on the couch and in a movement that surprised me that my husband started dating me. I knew our neighbor was right next to us watching everything. I got really nervous when Wayne kissed me and started kissing me French. My hands were thrown over my head and they whispered and instructed me not to move a muscle or pay for it. I felt one of my legs moved by my husband and that foot was led to the ground while extending my legs open about 18 inches. He still kissed me and I was so worried about what his friend was thinking about all this. I didn't see our neighbor get up and move to the end of the couch. I was looking into my body and the full view of his panties didn't hide any of my newly shaved pussy. I started to shake a little bit in my husband's arms while we were about five more minutes. My husband never did much more then kiss me and move my legs around some.

I finally heard the next room start and heard the front door open and closed. I turned my head and tried to see if Wayne's friend was still here. I heard my husband told me to relax, he's gone. It was like lifting a rock from my shoulders. Now as my husband did with me his hands were on me. My thin panties were the first to disappear quickly. As much as I had been through it, I quickly turned and as much as I wanted to move my husband wouldn't allow me to move a muscle. My hands were on my head and his body was sitting next to me. What I didn't know again was that at the end of the couch was Wayne's best friend. I was kneeling at the end of the couch and I was seeing everything Wayne was doing to me. My legs were open and Wayne smiled at his best friend while I was there and let my husband fuck me slowly until his whole hand was completely soaked. My husband had my head back and my hands on my head. Little by little he moved on top of me on the couch and I felt like he threw my legs on his shoulders. This was Wayne's favorite position because he had so much control and could enter me as soft or hard as he wanted.

I felt that Wayne slipped deep into me and then pushed my ass even higher in the air while driving all the way over and over. Our neighbor was seeing that he was fucked up that even my own husband had not seen. All I had in private was there for Wayne's friend to see. The thoughts that went to Simon's head were now as nasty as a guy could think. At that time Simon knew he was gonna be his new shit toy. I couldn't think of a better situation. I lived right next door, I was married and I loved my husband so I wouldn't try to catch him or force him into a compromise. He was also very cute and much younger then he's the way he liked all his girls being. While Simon watched, they fucked me very hard for about four minutes, then Wayne went out again and creamy for the mummy with all his thick hot cream. Wayne looked back and threw his head towards Simon and slowly his best friend disappeared in the kitchen. After a few seconds I was raised and taken to the bedroom where our door was closed. Wayne's friend walked next to his house while my husband fucked me again and brought me with his tongue as he used to. I was so emotionally confused by the way I felt everything. I've never been as embarrassed as tonight being pulled out in that little suit, but I've never been as much in love with my husband as I was now. He had stepped on and done everything I asked him to do. I had so much in my mind that my depression had gone completely and had more orgasms this week then since I was a teenager giving myself. I knew I could still put an end to everything, but deep down I didn't want it to stop, why, you got me.

Like every time we talk for about 20 minutes about the night. I asked Wayne if he thought things were going too far now. I didn't want my friends to find out what I was doing for him. Wayne kissed me and asked me if I trusted him or not. I told him if I didn't trust him, I wouldn't do the things he did with me. He promised me no one except his best friend would find out. He told me Simon was a real friend and I could never tell a soul no matter how much he saw or how far things were. I told my husband again how scared he was sometimes. He kissed me hard and I held him like he was the last kind of earth. He looked me in the eye and asked me if I wanted him to stop. I had a way out if I wanted and was pretty sure what my answer would be. I threw my head off and told him I loved having it like that and all week after it all ended. Wayne told me he could never stop anything the day it happened. The more I complained, the more my cute ass would be whipped. I smiled and said I'd discovered it. We slept in my arms and I felt amazing when I got up. I was a new person and I knew that my husband would never be the same sweet guy I married five years ago, at least not a couple times a week. The good thing is, I liked my new guy a lot more, at least right now I thought I did.

I had told Wayne once a week that it was enough for me but I was about to write his own rules. Tuesday didn't happen any of the norm, but Wednesday would be another day fighting for what would come with me to do. I got home on Wednesday after work and my husband was home and waiting for me. I'd be surprised tonight. The moment I walked in the door he took me to the bedroom and started taking my clothes off. I hadn't fought while I sat in the bathtub and washed. Then he pulled his knife out of the closet and I saw him shave the whole bite of my pussy. I asked him how long he'd have to go without hair underneath. Wayne was nice about it and said until he was ready to see him again. I was helped to our bedroom where there were some new packages and all my old suits. I was sitting there naked when my husband pulled something out of his pocket that made my blood boil. There's his hand was his little cell phone and he opened and pointed in my direction. The brilliant flash went off and jumped and asked him what he was doing. He told me he was taking some pictures to never forget anything that was happening.

I knew I'd never allow naked pictures of me. We were gone years ago when he bought a digital camera. I yelled at him that he wasn't going to happen and instantly had what he wanted. He came next to me and demanded that I delete that picture right now. Instead, he grabbed my hand and tried to get me out of my legs. He was a wild cat fighting for my life. I yelled at him and told him he wasn't gonna win this fight. You can never take naked pictures of me, ever! I have the scourge of my life as I first got scared in a long time. It just made him speed up and whip my naked ass like he was turning off a fire. I fought hard but soon he had me right where he wanted me. I kept fighting as much as I could and then I started begging him not to take pictures because sooner or later we would repent. He knew a lot of girls who were ashamed that their photos ended up on the Internet and could never be returned. He was really crying while I begged Wayne to repent what he wanted me to do. Finally I cried very hard and I think the crying was releasing all the negative emotions that had been stored within me all these years. That was my theory about why this worked so well with me and my girlfriend.

I finally gave up, but I begged Wayne to be very careful with the photos. I didn't even think of being his cell camera and not his digital camera. If I was using a cell phone camera, I'd only take a few keys to send it to any other cell phone in the world. As tears flow from my eyes my husband raised me, then he stood before me and took a picture after the picture. He pulled a new suit and everything was red with blue edge everywhere. Not until he pushed him over my body, I realized it was a French maiden suit. I was very tight in my body and the skirt went down exactly to the bottom of my ass cheeks. I saw like a couple of white hoses threw my legs at me then they gave me a red hat and two pins and told me to step on my hair. I saw that the high red heels of the saw slided over my feet and again I turned around as a type of white panties pulled from my legs. The panties barely covered my ass and felt like they were made from a fishing net even though I didn't get to see them as they were thrown into my body from behind. I keep seeing Wayne move in front of me and take some photos after every item slipped into my body. It was our neighbor again that I had to thank for this new idea. Most of the really nasty things ended up coming from Simon even though my husband accepted them without a doubt.

I was raised and taken to the bathroom and for the first time my husband really guided how I put the makeup on my face. He told me what colors and how much and my face ended as bright as a three-year coloring book. After being sprayed I was guided in the living room and was pleasantly surprised when our neighbor was not there. I had to pose for the photos then my husband took me to the backyard and started opening the sliding glass door. When he told me where we were going he wanted to put on a big fight, but he was beginning to understand that there was no going back once the night began. I knew my ass would be whipped until I got hit. I asked my husband if only Simon was in his house. He looked at me funny and said of course about Simon. I didn't want her to have a girlfriend there while I was in with this nasty little punch in my body. I had to walk through our yard and then our neighbors in the backyard. I was so glad it was the black field and none of our porch lights turned on. We ended up walking right to the back door and had to lower my head while Simon started in my new little suit and said something about being happy that the maid service had finally appeared.

I was once again very embarrassed when my husband handed his camera to our neighbor and then guided me through the living room and raised me by pretending that I was polishing the furniture or sucking the carpet. I couldn't look back the first time my husband doubled in my waist and knew that only my thin panties were covering all my private ones. My thin panties were made entirely of the same material as my fishing net hose. They weren't covering me, but I was happy they were there. He was bent on the back of the couch and I guess he was straightening the pillows. My husband threw me down and spread my legs. I was close to crying, but I didn't. Then I felt his hands were going to my skinny panties and he started dropping them. I threw myself and turned to him and said "Not very strong." I knew when he started throwing me on the couch what he was gonna do. I kept pushing every week and tonight was no different. He told me if he didn't stop fighting, he would have our friend help him. I wasn't about to go without panties in front of our neighbor no matter how much my husband demanded to do it.

I was saying NOT very strong and kicking my feet around while my husband tried to put me on his knee. I felt another set of hands holding mine and once they had both hands they were pulled behind my back and my feet were attached by my husband's legs. I could hear you telling me I shouldn't have fought. We'd talked about this before. I heard his friend say my ass belonged to him tonight. I felt movement down and then a great cold hand slapped me directly between my cheeks and knew instantly that my husbands did not whip me now. I cried for three or four times, but the big hand hit me and warmed my cheeks. I couldn't believe my ass was being whipped by our neighbor. Then I saw a bright flash and that just made me start crying even before then I would normally. Not only were the two guys on team to beat me, my picture was being taken at the same exact moment by one of the two. I think they both beat me and told me how bad I was being for about seven long minutes. All I could do was lower my head and ask my husband to please stop him. I heard him ask if he was ready to do what I promised he would do whatever he asked me to. With my face covered with tears and red beak, I asked him to stop and I will no longer fight. I think your friend was unhappy at last had to stop beating me. He had looked as my ass turned red to purple and he was having a very good time beating a girl my age as hard as he could. It was some power and I enjoyed it as much as my husband now.

I was standing straight and crying and scrubbing my ass. My husband told me to come and lower my own panties and hand them over. I turned around and I looked at him and I looked at him as supplicable as possible. I really wanted you to know I didn't want to do this. He asked me if I wanted our friend to continue my spanking for another five minutes. I dropped my head and he told me to give him my panties. Little by little I pulled the thin panties out of my legs' fish nets. I knew my ass and shaved pussy was there, because my maiden's skirt was too short to hide them. My husband moved me over and over again put me in the same position I was in before. I could see the white flash of the camera and all this was a lot more then I thought I could take it. He also knew that he was our neighbor looking through the viewer and deciding where to point the camera to take each of the images. For twenty minutes I went walking around our neighbors' house and posed like I was doing homework. What made me start crying again was when I felt that hot slippery juices start running inside my legs. I couldn't believe I was so excited that I'd get so much liquid but the more I tried to stop it, the wet pussy. It took me ten minutes to dry my tears. I don't know how many times that bloody white flash came out, but he was smarter to stop. I was really mad when Wayne asked if I was ready to go home. I was happy while I was taking myself to the backyard door but when we got there he saw the pool and decided to push me not the last time tonight. It wasn't that late and I wasn't ready for our night to end.

I noticed our neighbor was right behind us while Wayne pushed me to one of the courtyard chairs. Little by little he started unhinging my high red heels and quickly pulled them out of my body. My hose came down and then started trying to lift the maid's suit right over my head. I looked up and asked him not to leave me naked in front of our neighbor and in the open back porch. As my husband always put his hands on my head and kept doing what he wanted to do with me. He took my suit off and took my nice hat off. He led me naked by the pool and I cried as our neighbor took a couple of photos of me entering the water without a point of clothes in my body. As soon as I got here, I saw Wayne start pulling his pants and shirt off and in less than 60 seconds he was naked and in the pool next to me. Your best friend took more pictures of me in my husband's arms and then I shook my head not when he started taking his shirt off too. I turned around and heard a splash about 25 seconds later. In seconds I felt the other body next to me in the pool. The three of us were completely naked and standing by the side of the pool.

I was so scared I couldn't move and I knew you better say a word. My husband picked me up in his arms and surrounded me by the pool. I saw our neighbor get out of the pool and I was hoping it was done at night. Instead, he entered and lit the green light under the water. Then he lit his stereo and had the music playing through the speakers in the courtyard. Like my husband had very slow sexy music. I felt my husband disappointed me. He guided my feet above him and took me near his body. I also heard the splash when Simon quickly returned to his pool. Wayne danced and kissed me as the song continued to play and occasionally a white flash would illuminate the backyard. I prayed that no other neighbor would ask what was going on. I knew they couldn't even see it. For two songs my husband danced around the shallow end of the pool. Then he took me to the edge and whispered in my ear we'd go home soon if I didn't fight him anymore. That was the best news I had heard because I was so afraid of being caught by someone in the pool with these two naked boys. It would be pretty bad if it was just me and my husband, but our neighbor was naked too and I could never explain it.

When the next song started my husband led me by the pool right where his friend was standing. He turned me around until I was facing Simon and I looked in total shock as I threw my arms around our neighbor and pushed my naked body to his. I heard my husband told me to dance a couple of songs or we'd be here a lot longer then I expected to stay. I turned around and grabbed my head not twice to Wayne. He had that look on his face that he would or would regret if he didn't. I could read his face like a book when he was in the mood. I felt that my hands revolved around my waist and rose up and put our neighbors back on big feet. I closed my eyes tightly as my breasts pushed hard into my neighboring chest and Simon's arms nailed my waist near his. He started to take a few steps and because my feet were on his body they went with him. My chin was on his shoulder and I refused to open my eyes. I could feel my nipples hardened and I knew my neighbor would feel it too. He danced around me and slowly his hands moved slower until they were in my ass and I was feeling while tightening more on his body. I whispered in his ear, please, not two or three times. His hands were underwater and he didn't know if Wayne knew what he was doing or not. The first song ended and I tried to get away from my naked body nailed to mine. They masturbated me and I heard my husband talk and told me to dance with Simon until they told me I could stop. All this was very fun for my husband and what really surprised me was how much he liked to share with his best friend. Where the hell did that come from?

The next song brought me to cry how I could feel Simon's hand in my ass and one in my chest. My eyes were closed, but I could still get the light out of my husband's chamber. I also started to feel my neighbors hard dick as he got very stiff and his dick rubbed right against my pussy every step we took. I threw my head over once, but I knew until my husband told me I could stop there was nothing I could do. I stayed in the arms of my neighbors for about six more minutes. Finally, I felt that Wayne pulled me out and kept me tight and danced a last song with me. His friend went out and dried up and slipped in his clothes. I was completely drained from tonight's events and went out with my husband while our picture was taken about six or seven times. I dried up and put myself in the little maiden's suit. Simon was missing at his house and we waited for about four minutes to come back. My husband made me embrace his best friend good night and my face had to be a very bright red like me. My husband returned his phone and slowly did exactly what my husband asked me. Once we got into our own house, I broke up like the first time this happened to me.

I knew the routine and my husband took me in three different ways kissing me all the time and drying my tears while I was going. He took me to the bedroom, took my tongue twice as he always did, then kept me close and asked me how I felt right now. It took me a long time to talk to him. I asked him if he knew he let his naked friend feel me and touch me while we danced. At first Wayne didn't answer then he said SO WHAT! Wayne started talking and told me he'd never have control of his nights. He told me he loved me more now and he never wanted me to leave his side. He also told me that this is exactly what I asked and seemed to be helping me as I thought I would. I heard my husband who told me it was too late to change things and that from now on I would have nights that wouldn't allow me any choice in what happened. I thought about it and asked if I enjoyed what was going on between us. I looked at Wayne and asked if I enjoyed knowing that another guy was looking at my naked body and feeling in ways that only one husband should be allowed to do. Wayne approached me to his body and said it was the most exciting thing that could happen in our lives since we met. It was then that I knew how much this meant to my husband. I needed it and I wanted it now as long as I asked him to do it for me. My questions were answered, my husband was happy with everything that was happening and I told myself that I would have to adjust to him if I wanted this new crazy lifestyle to continue.

I went out with my husband and whispered gently if I was sure I wanted to go this way. While Wayne kissed me his hand found my shaved pussy and slowly inserted two fingers into my still very humid pussy. He turned and told me it was exactly what he wanted more then anything in his life. Like a cheap novel that I sighed and said good, we were in it in the long term. I told him I could never leave or tell a person what we were doing with our neighbor. I heard Wayne promised me and then we did it before we fell to sleep in each other's arms. I don't know if Wayne knew or not, but while we were sleeping, his friend Simon was looking at all the photos we had taken tonight on Wayne's mobile. I had taken my husband's phone to his house and sent all the photos directly to his phone. It didn't even take an hour for my worst fears to come true. Now we didn't even have control of the photos my husband had taken about an hour ago. What would happen to them now also included Simon's wishes and wishes. I'm glad I didn't know that at that time or it would have been a nervous mess forever. What I knew for sure Simon was that he went through girls like we were butter. I don't think my pictures could have been in worse hands then Simon.

The next morning I asked Wayne, please calm down some and don't make this happen so often. I wanted to enjoy these nights, not make them so routine that they didn't work anymore. Wayne was so good. He looked and said twice a week, please, at least twice a week. I dropped my head and went to our jobs. I've never felt as close to Wayne as I did now. I didn't care so much about our next night together either. I had definitely changed our lives as I expected. All week, nothing of the rule happened. Monday to Thursday I would go home and hug and watch TV and stuff like that but not once I had the feeling that it was a special night. Friday night would change everything so fast I could imagine. As soon as I got home, my husband was there and he barely hit me home. I instantly knew something was up and seconds later as I was being dragged down the hall next to my arm I knew it was going to be a very long night.

While my husband pushed me into the bathroom, I started thinking about the whole process. It was generally so wild and exciting that I thought about it most of my days. Suddenly I wanted to see what happens if I took a part from him. While Wayne hugged me and shaved me completely soft again, I decided to change a little tonight just to see what it would be like. I went out and dried up, so Wayne put me in front of the mirror and put on a fresh makeup. I had fun with him this time. For some reason I wasn't afraid, at least not yet. I knew I had more makeup then even in the days I was a teenager and try everything. After Wayne made sure he smelled very sweet, he led me to the bedroom and asked me if I was ready to go on a hot date tonight. I smiled and grabbed my head YES and to this point I had not given him any resistance. Wayne pulled the little black skirt with the white playboy belt and the top of the red blink. I let Wayne dress me like I wanted. The stockings, the small white panties, even the 4-inch high heels. For the first time I pushed him and put a suit on him. I saw his face to see what his reaction would be, and I could say I confused him. I was happy how I wanted to see how messy things would be if I acted like I enjoyed everything they threw at me. It was my way of fighting in a way that would never guess I would.

I saw Wayne take a couple of pictures of me and for some reason I still didn't notice it was with his phone and not his digital camera. I'm sure I would have asked you why the phone camera instead of the best digital camera. I'd have my suspicions a little more likely. While we left the bedroom I was sure to see our neighbor waiting for me. It was a surprise to see that we had the house for ourselves. It was about five minutes later when the bell sounded and my husband told me that my date was here and I was going to answer the door. This was the point he used to act. I had no idea who would be there, but I prayed it was Simon next door. I swallowed up hard but I left with my husband's demand and opened the door to see Simon dressed in a lot of roses in his hand. He quickly entered before someone saw him and gave me my flowers and gave me a look at the cheek. I looked at my husband and asked if they were all ready. I gently asked where we were going tonight. All I was saying was I was heading for the party with my beautiful blind date. Wayne put me aside and told me I had to treat Simon as if it was a blind date that I really liked. I think they wanted me to fight right now, but instead I grabbed my head and I didn't say a word. I knew I had to be bothering my husband, and maybe Simon too.

I could see both guys looking at each other and wondering what was wrong. It was supposed to be your big plan to make me angry and angry so they could both use their power over me. Instead, I stayed quiet and finally Simon pushed the roses in my hand while I heard him say 'LETS GO PARTY'. Seconds later it was Simon who took me to our garage and my husband was still behind without making noise. I was driven to the back door of our car where I was helped by our neighbor and then pushed inside me. Wayne stood up and was gonna be our driver at night. They took me near Simon and told me I looked great tonight in my super sexy suit. He rounded my arm while we left our block and went off to the road. I knew it was dark and no one would make us in the car. This was a scenario I never imagined. I was a blind date for my older neighbor with my husband as an escort during the night. It was something that could really have fought hard to stop but now I knew I wouldn't have made a difference. I wanted to see how Wayne and I felt at the end of the night if I didn't give him the cause of whipping my ass. I really had to suck him while Simon started kissing my cheek and playing with my legs but not once I said a word to stop him.

They took us to a small country music club about 35 minutes from the house. Wayne barely said a word, but Simon kept kissing my cheek and trying to make me turn my head to him. I didn't let that happen when we finally started getting out of the car. I started to feel pretty embarrassed again for being here in public with the suit I was wearing. My husband stayed behind us all the way to the bar. I was in Simon's arms and I knew the kids were wondering why I wasn't putting any kind of fight. Somehow, this was my struggle, not doing anything to piss them off. It didn't take long to find out he wasn't going to make a scandal. I was sitting next to Simon and he was wrapped in me and he bought me drinks. Not the first time I wanted to dance. The live band just started playing the first song and nobody else danced. I knew we'd be the center of attention if I went out there. It was then that Simon told me, not my husband, that I would hit my ass right here at the club if I told him NO again. I looked at Wayne and he wasn't gonna step on one way or another. They pulled me out of my seat in the little, little suit and I could say that all the attention was on me, as I built the dance floor the best I could in the high heels and started dancing with my neighbor.

That night I dropped a ton of drinks mainly because I wanted to. I don't know how many songs I had to dance with Simon and half an hour of the night he took me to his lap where I would spend the rest of the night. I've barely said a word to Wayne all night and he didn't dance with me once. The boys knew this would really bother me endlessly, but I turned them around without complaining just about. The guys paid the bill around 10:30 that night and again it was our neighbor acting like it was my husband. He escorted me from the club, helped me get into the car and kept me on top of it as if it were his prize possession. As soon as we entered the garage and the garage door closed the second half of my blind date would begin. They put me in the bedroom but this time for Simon. So I knew it was the first time Simon had been in our bedroom. He made me nervous when he got under the bed and pulled the little maid's suit. My husband must have put the suit there and told him where he would be.

I didn't see Wayne anywhere like Simon actually acted like I was my husband and he told me I had to change and go out and show my little hot body to Simon's best friend, who just became my HUSBAND! I got very close when Simon started to strip me. I just started fighting, but I said I'd end up doing it anyway. In two minutes I was naked in my own bedroom standing in front of my neighbor pretending to be my husband. I was dressed in the maid's suit, but this time Simon put the thin panties under the bed and told me we wouldn't need them anymore. I had taken about ten minutes to undress and then put myself back in my new suit. Finally Simon escorted me into the living room where my husband was waiting for us. He had soft music playing on the radio and for the first time he grabbed me and danced around the floor. He whispered that he was being a very naughty girl tonight being so cooperative with a first blind date. I could hear him scolding as he told me he had Simon and himself all confused because he wasn't acting like he was supposed to. He brought me a smile on my face because I knew I was doing very different things tonight. I whispered in my husband's ear and asked him if he bothered him not to be fighting. My answer came with a big wet kiss and a soft slap on the ass. It was then that I knew my husband was enjoying this even without having to get my ass whipped bright red by the boys.

After that first dance my husband gave me Simon and told me to my face that I better listen to my blind date because I had all the power tonight. I knew what I meant, if someone was gonna whip me, it would be our neighbor. I didn't want to be whipped tonight, that was my target. They took me to the couch and pushed me back as if it was the last time I was in this suit with the two guys in the room. Last time it was my husband pushing back and Simon looking. This time my husband was in the other chair while Simon pushed my floor on the couch. I started panicking when Simon moved his head and started kissing my lips. I kicked my feet and thought about masturbating and stopping things here. I really wanted to stop it because this was pushing things a little further away again. Then I remembered that none of the boys would hear a word I told them. It was like a bell had come out and now I really knew I couldn't stop anything, not a little thing. While Simon kissed my hands they fell to my legs and very slowly worked them until he hit the dirt and my pussy was so wet that I was already making a wet spot on the couch. Just as before my two hands were stuck on my head and my feet spread a foot so Wayne could see every little thing I let Simon do to me.

As my husband looked at, Simon became with me and slowly began to fuck my wet pussy. I didn't want any of them to know how close I was to cumming. No other guy, but my husband had touched me like that since I met him. I held up as much as I could, but I think trying to hold back only made all twice as bad. I felt the sensation of boiling in my stomach and breasts and every part of my body. All Simon was doing was fucking me slowly, but tonight that was all he was gonna take. I started seeing the bright white flashes and knew exactly what they were. I was shaking my head NO when Simon started running his tongue inside my mouth. The next time your fingers approached my clitoris my whole body shook and right in front of my husband another guy gave me an orgasm that really rocked the world. I was kissing Simon back as crazy as I continued with my finger and made my body shake side by side below him. It was then Simon realized how hot and excited he could get if he could get here. I knew I started not wanting to kiss him, now my ass and my pussy got up to meet their fingers while kissing him as a possessed woman.

Once I settled in, I felt Simon moving towards my feet. Then I turned very hard when a soft wet tongue started running up and down my wet pussy lips. I barely felt it when Simon moved my legs like my husband would do while completely burying his face on my slippery pussy lips. He was like a wild man while he licked me and squeezed his long tongue as deeply into me as he could. I didn't think I'd be bothered again, but since I was always completely wrong. At least seven minutes I licked like I was a guy on his first date with a girl. Simon left no place intact while my body twisted and turned to him and I returned with every muscle in my body again. I was drained from the two great orgasms that were given to me by the hands and tongue of our neighbor. Never in my wildest imagination would have thought things would come so far. I was hanging on the couch in the little maiden suit while I heard my neighbor say goodbye, then he left our front door. Now it was my time to be attacked by my husband. He had observed as much as possible and the fire built on it would last longer tonight.

For two hours we went out and fucked at least three different times. I could tell Wayne that he was fired for what I had seen and that I just kept while Wayne made me feel exactly how I needed to feel. It was 2:30 in the morning when we finally got to bed. We couldn't get enough of each other that night. We both slept late on Saturday morning, but none of us were in a hurry to get out of bed. For the first time we didn't talk about last night. We had always argued softly the night before, but this time we didn't. I guess there was nothing to say. It ended another fantastic night for both of us. And for the first time, my ass wasn't hurt when I got up the next morning. I liked much more now that I knew I could do it and not alter the way nights would go. My husband had brought me here so far in a couple of weeks we were doing this. I always felt like the last night was the most exciting of all. I had that feeling again when I woke up on Saturday morning wrapped in my husband's arms.

We spent a day shopping and watching movies. I had a great time on Saturday afternoon with my husband. He bought me everything I signaled and it was fun, though it was expensive for Wayne. We got home after a long day and had a big smile on my face. All my problems were behind me and I told my girlfriend a mental change for her big suggestion. At that time I thought it was stupid, but trying it lit fires under my husband and me. It was better then that I would have been in the past and I knew it. I didn't think something would happen two days in a row, but Wayne was always trying to surprise me. That night at 7:30 sounded the bell and the second opened it I knew I wouldn't go to bed tonight. There on the porch was Simon with another dozen roses in his hands. He walked, closed the door and gave me a big hug and a wet kiss while Wayne sat in the living room and watched it from his chair.

I just greeted my husband when Simon led me to the bedroom and kept throwing my head to his and kissing me on his lips. I knew this was just happening because my husband wanted it to happen. I actually started talking to Simon like he was my husband. I've never done that until tonight. I saw Simon strip me, put me in a little water tub, then grab my knife husband who was in sight and start shaving softly. I was a little embarrassed but I found myself getting used to the fact that my neighbor was going to see my body almost as often as my husband. I lay in the bathtub and let him shave for about ten minutes. He helped me out and he was even more attentive then my husband was. I guess I should have been, I was getting a gift like no other single guy should be allowed with another man's wife. We started to talk a lot between us, but we stayed away from issues still too embarrassing. Simon made me make my makeup exactly as I used it for him last night. He let me sprinkle with my perfume and then he took the only "get out" suit they bought me. Tonight that was going to change and I'd really be surprised what the night had kept me. I kept telling myself that no spanking was much better then a pained ass. I had discovered it last night.

I got into the very provocative suit and then my escort led me to the living room where Wayne was sitting. Wayne could hear us talking all the time I dressed. It was then that Wayne made a decision that would really surprise me and just about making me fight. I liked not being whipped and didn't want to fight any decision, I had grown much smarter since that first night with my husband. Wayne whispered some things to his best friend and Simon asked if he was sure. My husband shook his head and whispered in Simon's ear to return at 10:00 pm. That's when I saw Wayne give the keys to our neighbor. I was slowly escorted to where the garage was and it was then my husband said very strong, "You two lovers have a good time and go back to ten." I looked sharply at Simon and asked him nervously if Wayne was joking. Simon approached me, kissed me and told me very quickly when he pushed me into the garage, "I hope it's you and me tonight and he gave me the rights to act like your husband until we get back."

I sang when Simon pushed me to the passenger seat and then I approached the wheel. I turned to Simon and told him I'm not sure I could play this witouth part my husband. Simon approached me and whispered, "WAYNE is spending the best time in his life right now. You think I'd let you out of his sight if I didn't want this to happen? If you love him as much as I think you do, just play and watch how much you can get by doing just that! I was scared to death when Simon left the entrance. Then before he knew that I was thrown next to him and looked as he led us to a small set of shops on the other side of the city. The boys had done their job of buying me another wild suit to go out at night. It was a last decision for my husband to stay home and let his best friend decide what he would get. The shop they took me in was a very well-kept adult shop. I was embarrassed again as we walked in, but once I saw almost nobody else in the shop, I started to relax. For 40 minutes I had to try four different suits. All of them very short and very sexual in nature. But I could say they could probably be spent in public if a person really wanted to try and do it.

I ended up in a short group of class girls and of course the white playboy belt was perfect with him. I couldn't believe the tight shirt Simon chose to take me. There were so many cute ones to choose from but chose one with the words "PORN STAR" written at the top in silver letters. Then he took me where they kept their heels and stockings. First it was paired with a pair of bright black media that had some kind of design on the knitted side on them. Then we went shopping in a heel and didn't surprise me when I got the highest pair in the adult shop. They were bright whites and fit perfectly with the blouse. The hardest part of the night was when I started using my new suit for the check-out and a young man of my age had to cut the labels for each item. He took his time and I knew he was looking at me while cutting the labels of my high white heels. I walked as close to Simon's body as he could get me. Then he took me to drive and I cared when he turned back and stopped under a lot of trees.

He helped me out and pushed me to the backseat. When I came in behind me, I begged him to take me home and have fun in our house with my husband. Simon, of course, woke me up like my husband would. I felt very quiet when Simon unbuttoned my upper part and slowly pulled it out of my body. One piece at a time I was naked and my whole body was shaking. I finally lost him when he put me naked and started pushing me back in the seat. I jumped and told him I couldn't do anything without Wayne being here. Suddenly I made the same mistake I told myself not to do anything. Simon had my husband's full permission to spank my tight ass if I gave him any trouble. Wayne knew Simon was taking me to buy new clothes and maybe out for a few drinks, but he had no idea his friend had brought me parking. I put a good fight until Simon gave my hands behind my back. I yelled at him that he wasn't my husband and he didn't dare touch me if I said no.

I felt my hands were forced back to bend my body over Simon's knees in the back seat of my own car. Then I shouted a bloody murder for about three minutes while my cheeks were hit as hard as my neighbor could hit them. It was exactly as usual. I'd stop yelling, then I'd start crying, and I'd ask everything to stop. I think my ass was slapped for about seven minutes while I cried and didn't want to give up. Just as we both knew he would, I finally did. They asked me three times who my husband was, and every time I said the wrong answer they beat my ass. I finally told Simon he was my husband tonight and then Simon asked me what I promised my husband on these very special nights. I cried and I barely could talk to Simon exactly what he wanted to hear. My husband could have anything I wanted on special nights and they wouldn't let me say NO. Simon knew the routine as well as I did. I wasn't sure what Simon had planned for me, but I had a good idea. That's why I had put such a wild fight and tried to last as long as I could. I knew my ass would bite all tomorrow for that.

I was lifted from Simon's lap and pushed into the cold backseat. Simon started kissing me while playing with my firm boobs that started standing while sucking his nipples. Then his hand got into my pussy and he was very happy to find me was dripping and leaving my juices all over the back seat of the car. He started fingering me and kissing me and at first I didn't kiss him. Simon moved her mouth and told me that if her wife didn't start showing some excitement, she would take another five minutes of spanking that would leave her blue ass for days. My ass already felt like it was blue and burning. It took me about five minutes to give up. I think Simon could feel that moment in the second that happened. I was kissing him and my arms were now around his neck. His fingers were rubbing around my pussy lips and without even proving that I was driving my wild clitoris again with sensations that made my whole body shake. I was very close to Cumming and I'm sure Simon knew that because of the noises I started making under him.

He moved around some and slowly squeezed my legs over my body with his hands. His tongue slowly licked my wet pussy and a very strong sound came from my lips. A couple of lick and explode in his mouth. While he licked me, he woke up his pants and pulled his long hard dick. He passed the point of not returning when his mouth moved and began kissing my lips. I could try my own pussy juices in her mouth. I bowed for Simon who was so close, I asked him to please finish me. What I felt afterwards really made me jump. For a second I thought it was his finger or hand touching my wet pussy lips. Then his body fell on me and his whole five or six inches flew inside me while his balls hit my ass. My eyes opened and I shouted that I couldn't get, we couldn't go that far. It was like a little bronco while I was trying to get him out of me. Suddenly I felt that my hands pulled over my head and while he kept them with just one of his. Then he used his other hand and hit and slapped my ass dumped as hard as possible. I kept moving and trying to escape. The only words that came out of my mouth were NO as I put on his dick and hit my ass while trying to escape from under him. I could never have realized how well Simon felt to be taking me while I was so fucked up to get him out of me. My fake husband just kept beating my ass and telling me how good he felt while my wet pussy slipped up and down his very happy dick. Before he could avoid it, his hard dick exploded violently as if he were a firecracker at a July celebration. I heard our neighbor leave out a very satisfying sign of releif while he slowly pushed the whole way into me. I started asking him if he came inside me. I begged him to leave and not lie inside my body. I told him I wasn't on the pill and even my husband came inside me without a condom on. Then I felt that my neighbor collapsed into my body and I knew it was over for him. That only meant one thing, he had flooded my pussy with his very dangerous sperm. It was completely broken from that second on. I started dating and that became a constant flow of tears. It was about five minutes later Simon moved in and started dating me again. I couldn't fight him this time, the damage was already done. He wasn't very good company and Simon knew he still had an hour with me if he wanted it. So I thought it was no reason at all that turned me over and gave me something to really cry about. More than five minutes are worth of hard spans. Simon loved this part as much as he liked to fuck my tight bald pussy. It hurt so much that I yelled at him to stop and do whatever he wanted me to do, no matter what it was. I could barely sit in the seat when Simon finally stopped. I started telling myself no matter what else he did to me tonight, fighting with him was no longer an option. I was hurting more then any other night and I had told my neighbor that I would do anything I wanted the rest of the night. I knew what I meant, I wasn't going to get into the situation of being whipped again, I couldn't take another span of Simon, hit me even harder then my husband did it and I knew I wasn't afraid of what I might think of him if he got too hard on me. I had nothing to lose and I knew it.

Simon put me in his arms over him. She was completely naked, completely dressed. He lowered my head and told me to start treating him like my dream date or hit me over and over until he did. I gave him a little smile and I asked him not to hit me because he was ready to be his girlfriend or wife. Things instantly warmed up that second I said that. I went out with Simon and his hands explored my body everywhere including places my husband didn't even dare touch. As much as I wanted to scream NO, I didn't. I kissed him and made him as good for him as I could. I felt my neighbor wasting his pants and then closed my eyes tightly as I guided my shaved pussy to the head of his dick. Back on my shoulders my body sank on his dick until he was flat against his stomach. Then he lowered my head down and whispered gently to mount it until he told me to stop. I started going up and down and I looked at Simon's eyes near the pleasure I was giving him now. I could also see that his naked dick slipped deep inside me and the thick purple head kept opening more like a fungus every time I sank on him. I wasn't used to seeing things clearly and it had to affect me too.

I started to think that now was my time to establish some rules firmly between us two. I really fucked my ass up and down and gave Simon what I thought was the best ride in his life. Suddenly I stopped and Simon didn't like anything. I begged him to give me a minute and he'd like what he had to say. I could say I didn't want him to stop, but he gave me a minute to talk about my mind. He got in and closed his eyes and told me to hurry up and finish. I told her I wasn't on the pill and it would be so easy for me to get pregnant and ruin all this fun that everyone was having. I told him from now on that if he wore a rubber or retired and came over my stomach or chest as my husband always did, I wouldn't fight him at all and treat him as if he were my husband. My biggest concern was not getting pregnant. I would ruin my life safely, especially if the child did not belong to my husband. I told Simon he wouldn't regret anything if he chose to follow my only urgent request.

Simon was still firmly planted inside me. While sitting on his chest he thought about what I just said. He asked me why I shouldn't stick my ass and take it anyway I wanted. I had to invent something and there was only one thing I could think about. I whispered "because it wouldn't be so if you did it"! Little by little I started riding Simon and my lips descended to him and kissed him as soft and deeply as I could. My ass never stopped moving while I took a walk with every little force I had left on me. I was trying harder for him, so sometimes I tried for my own husband. I knew I was full of Simon's sperm, so I didn't care anymore tonight. That damage could not be changed. But the future that could change and was trying to do it right now. I was fucking Simon like I was my first time with a guy who really wanted to make him feel special. I was getting into it very quickly when I felt that my own hand was guided to my pussy. Simon told me in a very severe voice to rub me while I caught him so he could see what a hot piece of ass was really. I didn't care about words, they couldn't hurt me. I cared Simon signed my deal.

I raised my head straight into the air and then my hand extended the glasses of my pussy lips while I looked for my clitoris and jumped when I found it. He was very well with Simon, but he only had CUM minus 30 minutes ago. I hadn't slept and my neighbor had come so close before he stopped. Now with my body riding and lowering Simon's stiff dick I touched my clitoris and pulled my hips all over the place. I could feel the heat and humidity while my juices flooded Simon's pants and body. After I came, I moved my head down and kissed Simon until he finally threw himself and flooded me again with his cum. When I stopped, I bowed down and kissed Simon and told him it would be like that when I had to take him, I would just have to promise to get him out every time no matter how good he felt. Simon had a smile that could turn on the back of a car. He looked at me and told me my husband was a very lucky man. I quickly spoke and told him I was so lucky, but I didn't have to live with me every day and that I had the best part of married life without having to endure the other parts. Simon smiled and knew he had it there. He finally promised to get out every time from now on, but only if he acted like the sexy little bitch he had.

He felt somehow with my husband. I was over Simon when I spoke and asked if we could really talk for a few minutes. He surprised Simon, but he agreed. I asked if Wayne knew he was fucking me in the car tonight. Simon didn't want to answer but I told him he wouldn't be angry one way or another. Simon finally shook his head NOT that I imagined. I asked Simon if I would keep this part in secret until I told him it was okay to talk to Wayne. Simon wanted to know why, but I just said I'd feel better if you didn't tell him until he was ready. I wasn't ready for my husband to know that he had taken the brain out of his best friend. I wasn't sure our relationship was ready for that. It was then Simon told me it would cost me. I had to laugh at his statement. I grabbed my head and told him to fulfill both promises and pay my debt, I always do. We kissed a little more but Simon looked at his watch and we had to go home. I cleaned up with my old clothes and put on new clothes again. We went to my house and Simon parked the car in the garage before closing the door behind us. We went in and Wayne was in the living room waiting for our return. He saw my new suit and said "FONDO FANTASTIC." I went and kissed him like Simon said he had to go home. I think my husband was surprised that he would have left before all the fun was celebrated and he wondered mentally why Simon would have gone so soon before everything happened.

Wayne asked me what happened when my date pulled me out and I acted like coy and I told her a girl doesn't talk about her dates. I could tell Wayne I wanted to know but he had other plans for me at the time. It was Saturday night and his last night of play until next week if he kept his word. As tired as I was he grabbed my hand and went out for drinks and danced for an hour before returning home. He was surprised how good he was acting in the X suit he was now using in public for him. Everything grew up in me, even in the suits. No one had told me a word and I had put more attention dressed so I had in my life. While I didn't meet someone I knew about work, I was fine with that. We played until the club closed and took me home and our last hour was just fun-filled sex. During our quiet time when we talked about the day Wayne asked me how my date was with our neighbor. I told him he was fine and we spent time picking up a suit to take me home. Then I asked my husband if he was still very happy with all this wild scene we lived now. Your answer was quick and correct. He told me that he had turned his life into a life full of fun and excitement and that he never wanted our attitudes to change, no matter what happened in our lives. I knew this was my new life that I longed for and wanted to find. I knew that deep down I was as excited as my husband. I didn't want him to find out how far he'd let our neighbor go. I knew I hadn't agreed to that yet and I wasn't sure if I was in your plans for me or not. I wasn't gonna let him know by accident since I lied to him tonight.

The next three days passed like a blur. I was busy at work, and so was my husband. It was on Wednesday that I discovered that my husband would work late and not get home until after 8:30pm as soon as possible. They were finishing a report that was due in the company the next day. Wayne was excited about the report he worked with his co-workers and said that if things worked, his company could get very big control in the next few days. I didn't know, but our neighbor also heard from Wayne that he had to work until 8:30. They must have had plans to do something together. It was the exact opening that Simon had been eagerly waiting for. It was 4:30 when I got home and I was gonna make it a nice night of relaxation. Around 5:00 pm the bell sounded and there was Simon with a dozen roses in his hands. I talked to him and told him tonight wasn't one of those nights, Wayne had to work too late. Simon came in and closed the door and smiled as he told me he had to keep his mouth shut. He told me Wayne had asked him what happened the night we went out together. I asked Simon what he told my husband and stayed with our story, was mostly shopping and that was done almost all night. I felt relieved when I heard him tell me his story matches mine. Then I felt the tug on my arm when Simon tried to take me back to the bedroom like he did the last time he was here.

I stopped and told Simon we couldn't do this behind my husband's back. We had to wait until the time was right. With a tough asshole I was thrown back into my bathroom and begged Simon to wait for the weekend. They pushed me into the bathroom and Simon started taking my clothes off my body. I remember lying to Simon and he reminded me that I had to pay him to keep our promise and this is what he wanted. I didn't want to, but I didn't fight as hard as I should. I felt my husband should be in the living room waiting for us to go out. Simon put me in the bathroom and knew exactly what to expect. He put me in front of the mirror and told me to make my face. I reminded him that my husband would be home around 8:30 and he would see the makeup. Simon was smart enough to tell me to take a shower after he left. Nothing I could do was change tonight, I knew it, Simon knew it, and I prayed to my husband I would never find out. All this was happening again because of what I said I would do for a guy in a promise I should never have made or agreed. I had promised to give Simon back all the time he kept quiet and never mentioned anything about us going to my husband.

I was taken to the bedroom and Simon had me dressed in the cute baby doll suit that I hadn't used since the first couple of times put me in it. Of course I had to have the heels and everything else. I didn't get panties and I knew where this was going while they took me to my own living room. Simon put the same CD my husband played the last time we were in this room. He took my hand and started dancing slow with me. I was like four inches higher then he was in his shoes. I felt that his hands went directly to my bare ass cheeks as I squeezed around and began kissing me. I didn't answer so Simon stopped and threw my face at his. He reminded me of my promise. I was going to treat him exactly as my husband would. He also told me he had agreed to act like a sexy bitch to him when my husband wasn't there. I quickly spoke and said I didn't say that. It was then Simon said that none of my other promises must have been true either. He asked me if that time in the back seat of the car was just a joke so I could go my way. I threw my head off and told him I was so scared of where this was going. He pulled me out and told me he'd stay here with me dressed like I was until I was pleased to keep my word. If that meant until Wayne got home, he was fine with him. I could explain everything. That scared me probably more then anything else Simon could have said. I put my head on his shoulders and started dancing with him the way I knew he wanted me to. Then he whispered in my ear and asked me if the sexy little bitch he wanted to be with was here with him again. I could only shake my head YES unless I wanted to risk Simon leaving me and tell my husband things I didn't want him to know.

He barely took a song before he left and my neighbor took all the advantages of my body that he could while keeping me near him. He whispered in my ear when he found out how wet my pussy had already gotten. She told me she was a very cool girl who knew how to treat her men. After the first song he led me back to the bedroom and pushed me back to bed. I lay by my side and begged him to take me to life, not in the bed I shared with my husband every night. Lips moved into my ears and I heard Simon tell me he was with my husband right now, remember? If you don't, I'll stay here a lot longer then you'll want to. I felt him kissing me and his head moved through my body until his tongue licked the juices gently as they poured out of my body. He felt tremendously bad and very good. I was doing this behind my husbands, but I was doing it mainly for my husband. It's the one that included our crazy neighbor in our games. I didn't want anything to alter the new relationship I'd found with my husband. I wish Simon had never been included in it, but that was too late for now to change.

I was as close as last time. Then Simon moved in and started kissing me. Like the last time his hard unprotected dick was already out of his pants. I felt that the hot stiff dick stood up against my pussy lips and I moved my head and asked Simon if he had to fuck me again tonight. I felt that his dick slipped inside me and grunted a little while his balls stopped in the crack of my ass. I spoke and told him I had to keep his word now more than ever. Simon came back to me with my promise to fuck him and make him feel like no other woman could. If I did that, he would keep his promise and his sperm all over my stomach. She started fucking me and I barely moved. A hard blow on my ass and somehow that brought me back to the moment. I started kissing Simon and his dick fucked me as well as any other time in my life. I was probably much more excited because this was so new and I didn't want to do it with him. I looked down and again I saw Simon's thick purple head just pushing my tight lips while they seemed to stick to his dick while he slipped so deep inside me as his dick could force him.

My hand was guided to my own pussy again and Simon told me exactly what I expected him to do. I usually never rubbed my own pussy while my husband fucked me but I was learning that this is something Simon always wanted me to do. I started rubbing my clitoris while Simon fucked me and kissed me as wet as I could. Her tongue was all over my mouth and I just went with her and tried to make it as happy as I could. I must have done a great job because I started listening to Simon Moan and telling me I could fuck with the best of them. I left and told him again not to hug me. He drew my head to his, and quickly murmured that he would not forget. I rode it with all the energy I could straighten. My hips moved to find their push and my tongue was buried in his mouth. I knew my own fingers were about to get me out and my hips came out of bed about six inches when it finally happened. My dampness flooded the two again and I lost in the twenty seconds that my body seemed to leave me. Just at the end of my orgasm I felt a sudden heat that made me want to close my eyes and make it last forever. Four seconds later, I felt Simon's leaving me and I panicked to see what was going on. I was so happy to see a huge cumshot in my stomach and just on the ground in my tits. I started telling me, your safe, he kept his word. He had no way of knowing it was about his giant sperm room. You can guess where the first three ended. It was gonna be the way to see Simon who was happy. It was, but it shouldn't have been. Simon was using me exactly as if he used all the other girls before me. I trusted him to keep his word, what a big mistake to make with something as important as this.

I turned my head to Simon and whispered a thanks in his ear. He responded kissing me and telling me that I was the hottest girl who had the pleasure of fucking. I guess it was her way of congratulating me and I said "thank you." I'd kill my husband if he ever told me that. Simon looked at his watch and only 40 minutes had passed. It was just 7:00 and we didn't expect Wayne to be home until 8:30. Simon picked me up, undressed me and slipped out of all his clothes. I had no idea what I was until he took me to the sliding glass door and helped me get into the pool. We changed and the water felt very good. I'd only gone thin by ditching the two or three times the boys had made me. This time it felt fun and refreshing. We changed for 20 minutes and Simon dried us both and took me back to the room. This time the lights were low and we kissed and felt like we were lovers. I found my head being guided to Simon's dick and this time I really wanted to do this for him. Little by little I gave him a job that I knew I would make any proud man. He took Simon about eight minutes but I enjoyed him more then I thought he would. My reward was a CUM-filled throat I swallowed without hesitation.

Simon took us both to the shower and helped me wash my face's makeup. After we were both clean, he took me to bed and gently focused me right in the middle of the bed. I could see how I was looking at him differently tonight. He was very handsome and his body was too nice. It was his age that gave me back. He was much older then I was and knew he had so many sexual partners that I could never tell them. Simon disappeared and a minute later I heard the soft sexy music playing through the speakers in our bedroom. Simon came back and all the lights went off. He pulled a chair and sat right at the bottom of my bed. I looked as I put the two arms on my head and spread my feet until they were on opposite sides of the bed. He moved into my head and told me it was his gift for the night. I didn't want him to spoil it by putting any fights. I had no idea what I was going to do. He made me close my eyes and told me to listen to the soft sexy music. Then he took my right hand off my hand and gently led it to my lips of the very soft pussy. I wasn't wet then, but as I guided my own finger around my pussy I was instantly excited and my juices started to flow.

I enlisted how sexy Simon's voice sounded while he moved his hand and went to the end of the bed and sat in the chair. Then I discovered exactly what I had to do for him. With my eyes closed and sexy music playing in the background, I started to rub myself and play with my pussy as if no one was in the room and was trying to turn on me. I felt as naughty and unpleasant as ever in my life. I knew my older neighbor had a perfect vision of my legs open and I was going to put a performance for him that would show him exactly how I turned out when I was alone. This again was something my husband didn't even know. I've never rubbed in front of him, even when I was fucking around and I really wanted to lie down. Every disgusting thought ran my mind like I did for our neighbor. He would make me stop and extend my wet lips to see every little detail of my body. I closed a couple of times just to be stopped for 30 seconds while I got the lips of the wet pussy. I don't think I can remember thinking things as nasty as all this. My slow masturbation lasted more than ten minutes and towards the end I begged semen for Simon. The second one told me I could rub my fingers a couple of times over my clitoris and jumped everywhere in bed while I complained and told Simon how good this made me feel.

He told me not to open my eyes and scrub me gently until I could do it anymore. I was very sensitive but I gently rubbed my pussy while my hips jumped all over the bed. When I couldn't do it more I opened my eyes and was totally surprised to find Simon out of the room. I got up and the flowers I had brought were right in the middle of the living room. I looked around but Simon was gone. I went and dressed before Wayne got home and suddenly my whole world turned backwards. I had a night with our neighbor and I didn't know what to think. I had shown myself one side of it that I did not know exsisto and dream of that night for many weeks. I went to our kitchen and started to wonder if my husband would know that Simon was getting away tonight. I felt guilty that when Wayne came home at 8:45, I treated him as royalty and before we went to bed I sucked him as gently as he had done with our neighbor. I felt safe in Wayne's arms when we went to bed that night. I thought all night had been very successful and no one would hurt them. In many ways I'm wrong, there was a person who would hurt no matter what happened in the future, that person was me!

For a change, I started to meet Wayne's needs more then he was attending to mine. I don't know if it was a guilt complex or what, but I tried to do everything for him in the next few days. It was Friday when I knew my husband would probably want to play. Every Friday for the last two weeks I had conspired with Simon in things they could do that night with me. Tonight wouldn't be different. I just had to work Monday, Wednesday and Friday. It was a perfect schedule for me and gave me a lot of time at home to keep things going there. When I got home and my husband wasn't there, I started wondering what would happen tonight. At 5:30, my night was about to start. Wayne came home and put me through our normal routine for these nights. I took a bath, shaved my pussy, put on makeup and made my hair. Then I saw him give me the new girls' suit at school that I had that top that I didn't like very much. Those words "PORN STAR" came too close to home for me now. Once I was ready, I had a big surprise that they took me to the car and Simon was nowhere to find me. It was gonna be a fun night with just Wayne and I dating. I was surprised that we went to the same adult shop Simon had taken me when we bought this suit.

I felt pretty comfortable tonight with only my husband next to me and had already been in this store once before. For about two hours my husband spent over $400.00 on me and chose the hottest and sexy outfits and shoes I could buy. FOUR NEW OUTFITS and everything that went with them. Three new pairs of heels with one being a high bright black set of high knee boots with heels not as wide as I expected them to be. I was happy my husband wouldn't have put any of the costumes in the store. I remembered how embarrassed I was when the guy my age had to cut all the suit price tags I used last week. We drove about 45 minutes and left town. We ended up in a very strong rock club and for once I saw other girls in suits near what I had. We stayed there dancing and talking to people we didn't know for three beautiful hours. When we left we both had good buzzes and I knew my husband was taking me home. It was on the way home that my husband told me something very good and bad news. That report stayed late Wednesday night to write was a great success. So huge, he was leaving tomorrow afternoon for five or six days. He flew to Houston with his boss to push the proposal with the company they sent her to. If everything works well, I'd get a very large bonus check to help the big company land.

I was happy for him but sad he would have gone for six days. I figured that's why I was alone tonight. I wanted a fun night with myself. He also used the night to tell me about his trip that was going tomorrow. We went home and went to bed. Tonight sex seemed more like it was what I used to use in the last two weeks. I threw it all the pressure my husband was probably under. I mean, it was nice, but nothing like the other times I fucked up as hard as I got here I thought I was gonna get out of exhaustion. I spent every moment next to him. He told me to keep my cell phone close and I'd call it because there was no charge if we talked long on our cell phones. We could talk as long as we want without worrying how much it would cost. The next morning we're not fooled. Wayne helped me pack and at 10:30 a.m. I drove him to his boss house and from there they were going to drive to the airport. I kissed Wayne and told him to be very careful while he was gone. I wanted him back safely.

I came home on Saturday afternoon at 11:15. I came in and seconds later the bell ringed. There in my step was Simon and for some reason I had a feeling of sinking inside. I told him Simon Wayne wasn't home and while he pushed me he said he knew, Wayne was in Texas for five or six days. I should have known Simon would have known. When Simon grabbed my hand and started throwing me like he used to do to start one of his days, I didn't want to. I stopped and told Simon I needed a break and asked if we could please turn things off for at least a few days until I felt more willing to play. I never thought for a second I wouldn't listen. I wasn't in the mood and I told him that. I felt masturbated to the bedroom and I held my land and told Simon I wanted to say it. Not today or tomorrow. I looked at Simon's face and I could say I was thinking about it. So, as if it were one of the nights my husband was here, he grabbed my arms while yelling at him to go out and leave me alone. I told him I'd report it if he didn't leave and leave. Simon laughed and took my cell phone from the counter and put it in my hand. Go, call Wayne, but let me talk to him when you do.

I sat on the phone and screamed a little louder for Simon to leave. It was then when he picked me up and quickly took me back to my bedroom kicking and really hitting it with my fists. He saw my husband's belt on the floor and as we passed, he picked it up and put it in his hand. I had jeans and a shirt and I knew the way I fought probably wouldn't take them off me. He threw me in bed and used his weight to nail me. His knees were on my back and that really hurt as I suddenly heard the strongest pop when my husband leather belt landed directly through my ass cheeks covered with jean. Even with my pants on it felt like a nest of horns was released into my pants. I let a loud cry out and I asked Simon to let me go. It could usually last four or five minutes naked when I was beaten by hand. This bent belt was like 30 seconds of a normal flop every time the belt landed on my ass. I didn't know at any time that my ass melted as much as Simon whipped me. I didn't even have time to go through my normal weeping routine and then beg. It all started at the same time less than 60 seconds after my ass started to take it is beating.

I cried so loud that I expected the neighbors to listen to me. Then I pushed my hand and tried hard to stop the roof. How long have I been in bed getting my whipped ass probably never will I know? But I know the belt was a factor that had me telling Simon that I could have his time with me if I didn't touch my belt again. He stopped but not until he gave me two very hard slaps that fell higher then any of the others had until now. He turned and saw my face covered with tears and my eyes so red that I could not distinguish any other color. While I lay in bed crying Simon began to strip me and told me while my husband was gone was the new man in the house. If I didn't like it, Simon would call Wayne for me and explain everything we've done so far. My head was shaking backwards and forwards as I wept and after Simon took my pants off, everything else just flew out of my body. They took me to the bathtub again and I screamed as the warm water touched my ass. Simon told me this would be the smoothest spanking I'd ever get from now on. If I didn't keep my word and treat it the way I said, I'd put herbs on my ass until my husband came back from Texas.

I told myself I could never be whipped like that again. I got hurt and the water burned me like I had open cuts. Of course I didn't and I had some blue spots running through my ass, but I didn't know that and my ass felt worse then any other time before. I saw that my body was shaved, then around the time my tears were coming out finally began to dry. They pushed me in front of the mirror and because I behaved so badly that Simon made me paint like I was working on the streets of the center. Nothing was going well today. All because I tried to withstand my land and not yield to our neighbor. There was nothing I could do unless I was ready for Wayne to find out everything we had done. I know I lied to Wayne at least twice if not more about what happened. I couldn't tell him before I knew he was well listening. And if he really got so angry that he didn't want to see me again. In my mind that was a real possibility. When they put me in the bedroom, I could tell Simon that he was as upset as I was. I couldn't let it go like that, I knew it wouldn't work.

Suddenly I stopped on my tracks and without crying I asked Simon if I could have a minute to say my word. At first he said NO, but once I convinced him he'd like what he had to say he led me to bed and felt my pained ass. I let a groan out, but I tried to hide it from Simon. I knew I had to change both attitudes quickly. I looked at Simon and said I was sorry. I was right to have cleared my ass and now I don't blame him. I told him if I'd forgive him, he'd spend the day with him and act exactly how he expected me to act. I got up and threw my body on mine and then kissed it as I meant. When we broke our kiss Simon had a big smile and I felt better inside that he wouldn't be trying to punish me the rest of the day for the way I started with him. I still didn't want to do this with my missing husband, but I wasn't gonna tell Simon anymore. I had five or six days I had to survive and if it was about calling my husband to tell him every little thing, well, I never wanted that to happen, never!

I had to show Simon where they kept all the new suits they bought me. I had about five sets I could use and about three or four that were playing suits for the inside alone. My doll suit and my maiden suit fit into that watermelon. After looking at every little suit, Simon chose a very short skirt with golden zippers running on the side. It was like a micro mini like a skirt I could get and I still covered. If I stood, it would cover me, but any wind or any bending would show everything underneath. I don't know why Simon loved so much the top of "PORN STAR," but he had that tank top slipped over my body and then I got a couple of red socks that didn't even get to the bottom of my skirt. Simon chose a new pair of white heels that were as high as all the other pairs, about four inches off the ground. He pushed my ass in the air but I was finally beginning to get to them and I was walking much better with my heels much higher then my toes. Talk about a fucking suit. This was it.

I didn't say anything until Simon took me to the living room and sat in the chair. He told me not to move when he returned to the room to get something he brought with him. If you wanted to see a white face, you should have seen mine the moment I knew what I had. I started to get up, but I didn't. I dropped my head and begged Simon again and again not to take pictures of me, that was something that only my husband could own. I had fought with my husband nails and teeth and he won over this, but I only knew that once Simon took pictures of me that he had possession of, there would be nothing to prevent him from showing to whom he wanted. I was a married woman and I couldn't leave the pictures of me dressed like that or worse go out where my friends could see them. I started getting up when Simon suddenly pulled my husband's belt out of his back pocket. I started crying and told Simon not to press this issue. It meant a lot to me that no one had pictures of me but of my husband. I saw Simon walking towards me with his belt in his hand and put my head down and cried as I asked him not to wear his belt on me again. I got thrown when Simon touched me, but instead of whipping me, he sat down and raised his cell phone to my face. He pressed a couple of buttons and suddenly very nasty pictures of him fucking me and I playing with myself suddenly appeared in the small window. I was surprised when Simon told me Wayne had already sent all the photos to him. I didn't throw my head off, but as Simon showed me many photos to back up his story, I had to drop my head and think very bad things about my husband. He promised me no one else he would have them. I knew this was gonna happen, I knew it.

It wasn't like Wayne needed any leverage to hold on to me, but I suddenly knew I had it. I jumped in his arms and told Simon that my whole life was in his hands. If any of those nasty pictures came out, I'd have to leave my job and probably move out of the area. I begged him not to send them to anyone else. I looked up and Simon laughed as he told me how naive he had to be in front of my husband. He said all the time we took pictures with a cell phone and all you do with cell phone photos is send them to other people. Those words sounded so true in my mind as I cried and realized that it was probably how Simon took all my pictures of my husband's phone. I had to send them to him, there was no other way. I finally gave up and told Simon I could take pictures alone if he promised me he would never let anyone see them, not even my husband. I knew the promise would be shallow, but that's all I had. I already had a phone full of pictures that could make my life hell. The only thing I hated most was becoming routine in my relationship with our neighbor. When I sat there and tried to dry my tears, the very expensive and very small camera took pictures of me in the highest resolution a person could buy.

After installing me, Simon made me come back and refresh my makeup. I was running around the sides of my cheeks. I just started crying again, but I didn't. When I got out, the posation started again. I could feel how my panties were wet while Simon posed me again as if I were a paid professional. He finally pushed the camera in his pocket and told me not to move from where he was sitting. I looked at the clock and it was a little later, that was it. Simon went out with a bag full of stuff. He took me to my car and pushed me to the passenger seat. He came and took us about 50 minutes. I didn't even know where we were. He turned the corner and there was the big signal, HOLIDAY SPRINGS PARK. It cost us $10.00 to enter the park and Simon seemed to know where he was going. We parked next to about 30 more cars and still had in the little suit that flashed my ass every time I took a step. We walked about two minutes and the sidewalk split. In front of me there were two signs that told me everything I needed to know, NORMAL resonances and optional resonances. I looked at Simon and explained a concern. I knew exactly what I had planned for me. I begged him to take me somewhere else. When we turned the corner I looked in front of me and my eyes grew as wide as they could.

I looked at 25 different people and couples and most were 100% naked. I quickly saw that most were fat and they didn't look so good. I saw some good-looking men and one or two good-looking women. They were more of Simon's age then mine. I really started to shake while Simon squeezed me through the group until he found a small place very close to the thermal waters. I looked while Simon was throwing a sheet so that we could put on and then he pushed me to the blade while looking around in fear written on my face. Then he turned my body around so that my feet would point where everyone else was. No one could be behind us now because the thermal waters were there with people swimming in it. I shook so badly that Simon took his camera and took four or five photos of just me sitting by the water. The camera wasn't allowed, but nobody stopped him unless that's all you did. Everyone was waiting for me to get naked. That day she was the most beautiful girl.

I started fighting with Simon while his hands began to untie the top. I just had to whisper in my ear to calm down quickly. Now I had so much about me that I never dug up. The photos scared me to death. I'd really give it to my husband when I came home. I had promised that no one would receive them but him. He really tricked me into it and knew he could ruin us every time someone found the photos. I started to pee and Simon told me if I had to cry to lie down so no one could see me. That's exactly what I did. Slowly my clothes were stripped of my body and every eye looked at me while Simon finally pulled the small panties out of my body. My shaved pussy was there for 30 or 40 people to look out. I was so upset that I was shaking and trying not to cry too loud so other people could hear me. I felt that my head had risen and some of my clothes were glued and used as a pillow under my head. Then I threw myself when something hot splashed my legs and the smell told me it was baby oil being rubbed all over my body. I couldn't move any part of my body, I was far from scared.

I felt a steady flow of hot baby oil spilled over the top of my pussy. The liquid slowly moved my lips from the pussy and covered every small part of my body. Then I felt my hands on my legs and tried to keep them together. It wasn't until I heard that Simon asked me if I'd rather go walk and talk to other people who started relaxing my muscles and my ankles were separated around 18 inches. After all my forehead was covered with slippery wet baby oil, Simon got up and took more revealing photos of me. He moved to my head and the next couple's photos told everyone where he was, some kind of nudist beach. Once Simon took photos pointing at others, suddenly some boys leaned and pulled a camera out of his bag and took me. They knew we wouldn't complain because my husband or boyfriend saw himself taking pictures with others in him. I know I would have fainted in the sheet if I had known that other men were taking pictures, luckily I never opened my eyes to see it. For almost two hours I got naked in front of more and more people. I refused to open my eyes even when they told me to give up. I didn't know, but Simon was naked in the sun. I cared less about her dressing status, I knew she was naked and everyone looked at me as bad as the day I was born.

I'll never know how many photos Simon took or the other people took from me. It was 3:00 in the afternoon when Simon picked me up and started cleaning me with his towel. I was never as happy as that moment. I helped him get dressed and walked faster to get back to my car. He took me further to the park and then stopped in an isolated place where he knew no one would bother us. They helped me and pushed me into the back seat. I looked at Simon and asked if he hadn't had enough for a day. He made me know my stunned attitude and if I stayed much longer, I would teach me a lesson like he did at home. When I saw him lift my husband's belt from the bag, I got up. I knew the belt cut, never again, no matter what it cost me. It took me about three minutes to undress me again. I was still very slippery of the oil that still covers my body. Simon told me he liked the feeling and looked a lot. Simon stripped off all his clothes and as I was still covered with baby oil remnants. He pulled my body naked on him and we started dating like we had a couple of times before.

It took 30 minutes to run my engines. I didn't want them to start, but somehow I could feel the change and my kiss started to get serious. He had pushed deep inside me and because of the baby lotion I was as slippery as ever. He didn't move for ten minutes until I finally turned in and left. Once I did, it was like old times with him. He really lit me with his long wet kisses and his hands were on my ass moving them slowly, which made my pussy slide around his dick. I wouldn't call this. I was just moving my ass in circles, unknown to me felt fantastic on his dick. My pussy had heated all the hot baby oil that was now inside my body and Simon was slowly moving my ass in circles so that his dickhead was getting a warm soft massage even though the rest of his dick could not feel anything, but a warm fit. He had been moving my ass like this for about five or six minutes and we were doing each other like we really loved each other. The dark purple tip of his cock that looked so much like a mushroom for me was growing wider that only caused my little movements to inflict more pleasure on his body. I've never had a guy who fucked me like that. From what I knew, we weren't moving between us.

Simon really started pulling my head to his tight while using his other hand to move my ass in slow and tight circles. The tip of his dick opened as a flower as the pressure inside his body told him that he could not last up to ten more seconds. For the first time he raised my hips and, as he did, he told me to fuck him slowly until he felt he was ready to lie down. I was about to say something, but Simon hit me. He told me we'd remember our promise, just take a walk he'll remember. It was after two slow movements of my hips that Simon took my hair and took me away to tell me it was perfect, just keep it up. Why couldn't I tell a guy who was lying inside me that I'll never understand. Her big dick from the head of mushrooms was spilling her cum as deep inside my body as her cock could force her. I was slowly moving my ass thinking I had barely been fucking him for about 20 seconds if that. I rode him to the end of his orgasm and Simon hid him as a professional of me. He was so humid and wet that his thick sperm didn't even make a difference in the way things felt inside me.

At first it was very difficult for Simon not to stop me. Just a few times before I had been able to allow a girl to fuck him through two orgasms in a row without ever having his stop or he coming out. After a minute Simon got his second wind. I knew I had a long shit in front of me if I had to lie down like a second time so I could see him shoot in my stomach. Now it was Simon's time to start talking to me and tell me what a pretty nasty bitch it was for him. I heard his words, but I didn't think they would affect me. I took it for about four minutes while he told me how tight my perfect bitch was. It was when he started telling me about how many guys saw my body today and wanted to have a piece of me that my own body began to respond to what I was doing. I haven't started touching since my neighbor never asked me. While Simon was still talking about the boys and girls who couldn't take their eyes from me, my body really started responding and it happened very quickly after I started to realize that he had been shown at least 40 different people.

I was still fucking Simon up and down without losing a beat. Now suddenly my own rhythm rose and Simon was causing him talking to me the way he was. I wasn't around so I was using time to see how I would respond to a very nasty conversation. It was better then than I expected. I started to shake while Simon told me to push my ass tighter up and down his dick. I was riding him as hard as the last time in the car. Wayne saw my face and I was about to lie down while I caught him as strong as my body could move. I heard Simon asked me once, twice if I was his new slut wife who would do anything to please him, no matter what it was or where it happened. I felt that Simon stopped my hips while my orgasm was about to explode and told me to answer his question. It was like I had taken a big drug from my hands. I had to. I let out a strong YES, I AM as I moved his hand and started crashing my pussy on his dick. Simon told me to tell him again what it was for him. As my orgasm shook my body after six long minutes of fucking, my voice spoke loudly and with a hesitation I shouted to him that I was his slutty woman who would do anything for him now and forever. I was so excited that I kept pumping my pussy up and down on her dick.

It took about 90 seconds for my emotion to slow down into my body. So Simon started bothering me and calling me a bitch who needed a man like him to control her. I could see in his face that was close. I watched it closely and I'd take it out if I thought I was lying down. For my great satisfaction, he raised my hips and looked at me as his sperm shot my belly and landed a little higher, then my navel. I sat back and started kissing Simon as gently as I knew how. We did five more minutes, so I smiled and thanked Simon for a good time. He told me the day was still young. I kissed him on the cheek and told him he was happy to keep his word. He told me it took me a while to warm up with him today, but I finally did. He used a towel to clean me up and fortunately I didn't see the white goo dripping slowly from my pussy. I saw all the sperm in my stomach that Simon cleaned. He cleaned me up about four minutes before he helped me get dressed. Then we went straight to a little food restaurant and we were both hungry for all the sex we just worked hard. I couldn't move my body away from Simon and even with people looking at my suit now I wasn't even noticeing it anymore.

When we headed home around 5:00 p.m. that night, my cell phone suddenly sounded and was my husband. They were in Dallas and he said he couldn't talk much but he'd call me tomorrow. In two minutes he said he had to run and the short call was over suddenly. I looked at Simon and he looked at me. I smiled and said Wayne would have an upset woman when she came back. Simon asked me why and I told him how Wayne had promised me that no one else would see my photos. During the long journey we talked about the camera and other things that really bothered me. For once I was opening up a guy but it wasn't my husband, it was my overflowing neighbor who was also spilling my guts. Simon was a great listener when he wanted to be, so he wanted to be. Simon spoke and said we should make another deal. He told me he knew how scared those pictures were. I'd promise my photos would never leave your camera if I'd give you something in return. The first thing I asked him was how he could do something like that. To my surprise, he told me I could keep the camera for him at all times. I could never delete a picture and if I made the deal I was out. But with him in my possession at all times Simon couldn't do anything with the pictures he didn't want me to do. That sounded too good to be true. I asked him what he wanted from me in return, he expected it to be something he could live with in order to maintain the possession of the camera.

I heard every word Simon said. He said that when my husband wasn't there, he'd do anything Simon wanted while nobody saw us and we could keep it a secret from Wayne. Simon told me this would be safe at any time and my husband wasn't home or he'd be out of town. I looked at Simon and asked him if that was all. I knew I was already doing that right now. Simon spoke and told me he had to change my attitude towards him. From now on when we were together, he was the boss, I was his cute sexy sex kitty that would do anything for him when I wanted to. I looked at Simon and I told him that was asking a lot. I asked him how often he was coming to see me every week. He told me if my husband was around, not twice a week. But he told me if my husband was gone, I belonged to him all the time. If Simon gave me the camera and again I asked if I would keep it at all times except when I was using it. When Simon shook his head yes, I jumped to the deal. That would be a big burden again I wouldn't have to worry about. I was still going to have a chat with my husband when he came back. Wayne still had those pictures of me on his phone. Then I started thinking about it, maybe we could make another deal of some kind and it would be out of hot water entirely. ..

I continued to chat with everything that came into my mind. It wasn't until we were about 20 miles from home that I asked Simon if he had other things he wanted me to be with that he couldn't. I have hopes while I asked him what they were. The first one has trampled me. I'd like to bring a friend one night to see what a nice sex toy he had now. I turned my head from side to side and mentally said it's NOT A. I asked Simon what else he might be thinking and he surprised me that he said NOHING ELSE right now. I sat there quietly for a few miles and really screwed up that Simon had those pictures my husband had taken with his cell phone. That was the only thing that wasn't under my control. I wasn't sure about this only option that pushed my lap. I started to remember all the people I didn't know today on the naked beach that saw me naked. I spoke and surprised Simon asking if I knew this person I wanted to bring once. He shook his head NO, was someone I'd never met. He seemed tempting. I could control my life if I fixed it right. Just when we were getting into my garage, I became Simon, and I asked him what he would give me if he let this person not appear one night. When Simon parked the car all his attention was my address. What do you want?

I kissed him and reminded him how the picture bothered me. I told him he was mad at Wayne for allowing all those photos out of control. I told Wayne I'd have a lot of photos on the little digital camera in my bag. If I removed the photos from me off your phone, I'd let you bring a friend to one of our nights. Simon didn't blink an eye. Done! They took me to the living room and Simon became his cell phone and turned it into camera mode. He selected the format memory chip and we both expected about 2 minutes for the phone to say it was done. I took it and looked at the image count and said ZERO. I hugged Wayne and told him it was easier then I thought. I saw Wayne pulling his shoulder like it was nothing. Now she was a happy girl. How would I know that every picture of me was on your computer at home? He even planned to borrow the memory chip from the camera when I wasn't looking and copying them to his computer too. I had gained everything back from him mentally, but physically I would have access to every nasty image I had taken on your computer sooner or later. I laughed while Wayne stripped me and beat my ass slightly as we both jumped naked in the pool. We went out and acted like we were teenagers. When we went out they took me to the bedroom and Simon chose the hottest clothes of the night that my husband had bought me.

It was a pink suit that seemed very soft but was totally seen through. The suit came with a small pair of pink panties that were again open at the opening. I let my neighbor dress me up and sprayed me with perfume and made me go and fix myself in the mirror. I went back to Simon lying on the couch watching TV. We spent all night on each other's arm. At 11:15 that night, Simon picked me up like both guys liked to do and took me to my room. He went completely undressed and hugged us like we did again without really getting on air. I could feel like I had soaked my legs and bed again. He was very excited. I saw Simon turn off the lights and he hit me he wasn't going home tonight. I wasn't sure how I felt about it, but her body was all wrapped up in mine and I felt great I didn't have to worry about the photos anymore. I fell into a deep sleep and I didn't feel like Simon got up about two hours later. He opened my bag, grabbed the camera and ran home. 30 minutes later he returned with every photo that was on his camera now security on his computer hard drive. I didn't even move when he got into bed. I slept like a baby until 7:15 in the morning.

I felt my hands scrubbing my tits and then I felt Simon's stiff dick scrubbing slowly up and down my pussy lips from behind. He threw me a little more at my side and when he was perfectly aligned he stopped my movement and his dick was firmly stuck between my two lips of the pussy. I wasn't wet yet, but a little more playing and again I would flood the bed with my juices. The second Simon felt the hot liquid covering his dick that knew he was wet and ready to fuck. Very slowly he gave me six or seven inches of his rigid hot cock from behind. I wasn't in a hurry and I haven't moved a muscle since it started. It was a shit tomorrow slowly that I could feel with every slow blow he made. This morning I could feel his thick head pushing my lips out of the open pussy and slowly force the whole length into me as my body would allow it to go. I felt every time their balls rested on the sides of my legs while I was buried in the grip inside me. I moved a bit and quickly kept me perfectly still. I just wanted to slow down and feel that every inch of his dick disappears inside him.

His hands began to play with my nipples while his very hot dick hit inside me every couple of seconds. It was a good shit, something like we did yesterday when he moved my body in circles around his cock. My body had to feel good for Simon because he finally caught my ass cheeks and started moving them in circles like he did yesterday. He was still fucking me slowly but my feelings were from his stiff dick slowly moving inside me to his hands pushing my ass around in circles. It was all part of his game. I was just about to lay down and I didn't want to waste any of this big shit throwing. Just when he started roasting, he raised my head and moved my lips to his. All this was hiding the first two explosive runs that would fill me with sperm again without me knowing. Simon was the softest character I'd ever met. I knew a lot more about the sex I did. She had a lot of other friends she learned all this from. I had let him into my life and now I was falling for him even though I still loved my husband tremendously. I didn't know if a woman could love two men at the same time, but it was beginning to happen to me. I've never been taken by such a fool. I kissed Simon as hard as he fucked me slowly and made me feel like a completely different woman.

When my body turned and kissed Simon warmly on the lips, my ass was still being thrown in circles and Simon's hips never changed the pace while slowly he grabbed me and emptied his dangerous burden on my body. For about three minutes we went out and then they turned my back when Simon pulled me out and told me not to move. I looked as I grabbed some hand lotion and slowly began to rub it in my breasts. Before he knew he became a full body massage and once the white lotion was spilled over my pussy, Simon knew his secret was safe again. I was so easy to cheat compared to the single girls I used to date. I guess being married to a guy like Wayne made me trust kids more then I should have. It would probably cost me in ways I didn't want to think about. Simon slapped my tight ass and made me up and started cooking some breakfast. We were both naked and we both helped cook some eggs and bacon. We cooked in the nude, ate in the nude, and took a quick bath in the morning in the nude. It was like I was back in college when I was just dating my husband. We stayed in bed a lot but we never had as much fun because we didn't have our own place as we did now.

Simon listed ten things he wanted me to do. It was Sunday morning and Simon said he had some calls to make. I went in, took a bath and for the first time I shaved like Simon asked me. Then I went out and tried to fix my face and hair in a way that Simon wanted. He said he had to go into something that would turn every head as we walked down the street. I was surprised how easy he had me doing everything he asked me to do. I put a little skirt and the top I knew I'd do the job. I wanted to make Simon happy and I knew this suit would. I went out to the living room and Simon was hanging the phone. He looked at me and said he couldn't have done better. I had a little pink doughnut skirt that barely hung my ass. I paired it with a beautiful white blouse that showed a little more of my breasts then I had shown before. The shirt was made to use a bra with but for Simon I left it out as I knew I'd want it to. I finished the suit with pink heels that were as high as all my others but these heels were as sharp as a pencil tip. I had never tried to walk in heels so thin and knew that once I took some steps it was a big mistake. It was too late when my neighbor saw me in them. He loved the whole team and I would be on it most of the day.