The Making of a Submissive Wife (Suzi's Journey Book 1) Page 4

  As soon as she came down, Suzi saw that Monique was also very close from Damion’s now quite savage buggering. Lowering herself into the water, she gently took one of the proffered, upturned nipples into her mouth and cupped Monique’s pudenda in her hand, quickly being rewarded by sudden warmth as Monique came.

  Damion was last to finish but did so in style, pulling Monique onto his cock by her hips and smashing into her so hard, it caused a mini tsunami in the pool. All finished, he kissed Monique on the cheek, politely thanked her and led his wife out of the pool by the hand. ‘Who’s up for a show?’ he asked.

  ‘We’ll take a break in the bar,’ replied Monique. ‘Perhaps we’ll see you later?’

  ‘You betcha,’ gushed Suzi, bending down to kiss her new girlfriend on the cheek.

  Damion and Suzi made their way back to the arena, the big room where they had seen the girl being whipped on the tour. The place was crowded now and whatever was going on was clearly popular. Politely pushing their way through the naked bodies, they managed to get a couple of seats near the front and settled to watch, while their own bodies recovered.

  A petite little redhead; not long out of her teens, had been brought in by her Mistress for a good fucking. She was well restrained, with her elbows cobbled together behind her back and ankles fastened to one another with a long chain. A smaller, matching chain ran between her breasts, fastened to golden hoops that went through her pierced nipples. The finishing touches were a leather, studded slave collar and blindfold and a ring gag that was getting plenty of service.

  She was on her knees with a young man pumping her throat. The queue of erections made it clear she was in for a hard time.

  Suzi looked around at the scores of people crammed into the room to watch the girl being taken. She realised it wasn’t much more than an hour until she would be the centre of attraction for these people and the thought sent a delicious tingle of fear and excitement down her spine.

  As she looked back to the stage, she saw the little redhead being lifted bodily by a well-built blond man; both twice her size and age. He sat himself on a bench, turned the girl to face away from him and dropped her straight on to an enormous glistening cock. The girl let out a low moan through her gag and shuddered as he began to lift her up and down to pleasure himself.

  Another young man grabbed a handful of hair and took full advantage of the ring gag, making her splutter as he pushed his long slim cock into her gullet. After he had been dislodged a few times by her bobbing up and down, the body builder stood up and held her in place by the hips while the men gave her a spit roasting to be proud of.

  The show went on for a least another thirty minutes, the young lady being given no respite until she was finally left in a sweaty, cum-covered heap on the floor. Her Mistress then stepped in, scooped her up and carried her off into the bowels of the club.

  There was about twenty minutes left until Suzi’s star turn and she was thirsty. She batted her eyelids at her husband. ‘Can I have a cocktail, Sweetheart?’

  ‘Come on,’ he said. ‘Let’s go and hang in the bar for a few minutes.’

  As soon as they got to the bar lounge, they bumped into their lovely French friends. ‘There you are,’ Monique gushed. ‘Let’s have an Amore Vietato together.’

  ‘Forbidden love,’ Damion chuckled. ‘How appropriate!’

  The girls settled down together in a corner booth, their naked thighs touching as they sipped on their blood red gin.

  ‘So what’s next for you guys tonight?’ Claude asked.

  The older couple swapped a glance and Damion spoke. ‘I’ve arranged a special treat for my special lady. She’s having a bukkake in about ten minutes.’

  ‘Merde!’ Monique slipped back into her native French for a moment. ‘You are so brave!’

  ‘To be perfectly honest,’ Suzi said. ‘I’m bloody crapping myself at the idea.’

  ‘Right,’ said Monique. ‘We’ll do it together.’ She grabbed Suzi by the hand, leaving her barely enough time to neck her drink and led her back the way we had just come.

  ‘Your lovely wife is in good hands,’ said Claude. ‘I think we have time for a quick beer!’

  After about a quarter of an hour, the men wandered over towards the noisy part of the club. They had to struggle through naked flesh almost from leaving the bar, the arena was absolutely jammed. It seemed everyone in the club wanted a part of this show.

  And what a show it was. When they got close enough to see, it was a sight for sore eyes. Monique and Suzi were kneeling up, back to back and clasping hands. They already had spunk running down their faces and on to their tits and Suzi was blinking it out of her eyes. All the same, they both eagerly had their mouths open, waiting for the next load from the eight or nine men who were standing over them, furiously beating their meat.

  ‘Christ, they look so horny,’ said Damion, just as his wife took a big load in her hair.

  The girls clearly thought so as well. As the men watched, Monique’s hand sneaked around to start massaging Suzi’s pussy. That lit a fuse in the horny wife who turned around and grabbed her friend by the head, snogging her deeply. All of a sudden, the men wanking over them and the many more who were waiting were completely forgotten. They arranged themselves into a sixty nine position and began vigorously licking each other out.

  Not surprisingly, this live sex show significantly upped the sperm count and man after man flung his load all over the girls as they sucked, licked and came, over and over. They were still going strong, writhing and moaning when the last man had wanked over them. ‘Hey girls,’ Claude yelled. ‘The show’s over!’

  Suzi lifted her head from between Monique’s splayed thighs and looked sheepishly at the guys, cum running off her chin. ‘Hey we’re having a party here.’

  ‘Time to clean up, ladies,’ Damion chuckled. And they did look a state. Both covered from head to foot in thick roping spunk.

  ‘Well, best make a start then,’ said Monique, dipping her head towards Suzi and licking the seed from her breasts.

  The girls worked valiantly but they were coated in literally pints of the stuff. Looking around, Damion noticed several curious ladies still looking on, presumably wives and girlfriends of the men who had jacked off on the women. ‘Hey girls,’ he announced. ‘How about some help here?’

  Several of the girls came straight across and shamelessly got stuck straight in, licking the men’s’ issue from the women’s body. The feel of several tongues on her body all at once gave Suzi a pleasure overload and she sank back on the floor with a sigh of pleasure, Monique soon to follow. The first few were quickly joined by others and before long, Monique and Suzi were buried in a seething mass of nubile female flesh. Damion couldn’t see his woman any more but the sighs, groans and moans made it very clear she was still having the time of her life.

  When the mob of young women finally withdrew, there was little sign of spunk on the ladies’ bodies, although their hair was still a mess. They both lay back in a sweaty, exhausted mess to recover.

  The ever-energetic Monique was first to get her breath back and pulled Suzi to her feet, leading her off to the showers. Damion and Claude went back to the bar and ordered another round.

  The girls came back with company. Suzi had found their other friend from the door queue, Sally. The other two women were enthusiastically pulling Sally into the bar, her big tits bouncing as she went. They were all giggling like school girls.

  Monique spoke up first. ‘There’s fifty minutes until the club closes, boys and we’ve got a plan.’ She paused for effect. ‘Suzi has remembered she hasn’t had Claude’s beautiful tool inside her…’

  Suzi interrupted. ‘And Sally has never had a man in her arse before. I told her how good you are at breaking in ladies bottoms, my darling. And well, tonight’s the night!’

  The men looked at each other and then swallowed their pints. ‘Lead on then girls,’ said an animated Claude.

  Monique led them straight into the nearest
playroom, which happened to be a dungeon. Turning and kissing Suzi on the cheek, she cheekily waved a pair of handcuffs at her. ‘We couldn’t use a dungeon without a bit of restraint now could we?’ she laughed. ‘Front or back, my sweet?’

  Suzi compliantly held her arms out in front of her and Monique slapped the cuffs on. Leading her by the wrists to a wide, flat bench, she pushed her girlfriend on to her back and clipped the cuffs into a fastener up by her head, ‘All yours,’ she said, blowing a kiss to her man.

  Claude walked over and placed a warm hand on Suzi’s moist pussy, gently caressing it. ‘Are you ready for big Claude my kitten?’ he murmured.

  ‘Oh yes,’ said Suzi, looking down at Claude’s big cock, which was almost at full erection already. ‘Fill me up, big boy!’

  Holding the horny housewife by the thighs, Claude eased himself inside her cunt, pushing on until he was fully enveloped in the snug, hot love tunnel. Suzi wasn’t shy with her appreciation, ‘Oh, fuck, you’re good,’ she cried.

  As Claude began to steadily thrust in and out of his wife, Damion took Sally by her soft little hand and steered her towards a bed, which had a convenient table full of lotions and potions next to it. Easing her on to her front, he lowered himself to her pussy and sucked it for a few minutes to relax her before turning his attention to the little starfish, right in his eye line. With one hand on each cheek to pull her apart a little, he gently licked her smallest hole, rimming her.

  Sally shivered and let out a little cry as Damion’s tongue made contact with her most tender flesh. Damion took that as encouragement and began to feverishly eat out her little bottom hole.

  Sally started to go crazy, gripping the bed sheet with both hands and moaning with pleasure and Damion decided to seize the moment. Grabbing a tube of lube from the table, he generously coated his cock and then squeezed about quarter of the tube right up his partner’s arse, making her jump with the sudden coolness. Placing his engorged helmet against the little rosebud, he gently but firmly pushed forward until the head just rested inside.

  Sally started to get very vocal again. ‘Oh my God, that feels weird’, she moaned, ‘but sooo good!’

  Grabbing her by the hips for leverage, Damion pushed harder against a lot of resistance until he felt the girl’s sphincter give a little and his helmet popped inside her bum. Sally groaned, clearly feeling a little pain.

  Damion leaned forward, kissing her on the neck and fondling her lovely tits. ‘Relax little one,’ he crooned into Sally’s ear. ‘It will hurt a little at first but will all be worth it if you just relax.’

  Damion’s soothing tone helped and Sally did her best to relax as he slowly but surely eased his big cock into her virgin arse. It hurt her like hell but Christ it felt good as well.

  Sally’s rear passage felt like heaven to Damion. He couldn’t remember feeling quite so good inside a woman. It was certainly an effort to open her up and he needed all of his strength braced against her hips to force a passage. He eventually got all the way in and stopped for about half a minute to let her get used to the feeling of being filled up. Once he felt her buttocks relax a little under him though, he started to slowly thrust.

  As his cock started its journey back out, Sally’s head came up off the bed and she shouted at the top of her voice, ‘ Oh my fucking God, yes!’

  Suzi looked across from the bench with a smile, she knew exactly how that felt. She was, however, not feeling so bad herself. Claude’s magnificent cock had her well on the way to her second orgasm already.

  None of them lasted long. The rhythmic slapping and animalistic cries from Sally’s buggering sent Suzi over the edge again and she clamped on to Claude’s cock so hard that he had no chance of avoiding blowing his stack. And that’s exactly what he did, filling her cunt with a full load of hot spunk.

  Monique was standing by for another drink of man juice and was only too happy to lap up her man’s issue from her girlfriend’s pussy. While she went to work, Suzi propped herself up on one elbow to watch her husband finishing in Sally’s accommodating bum.

  The vinegar strokes were clearly approaching. Damion was using Sally’s tits like handles to smash her back against him as he humped her arse as hard as he could. Sally was now delirious with pleasure and making the oddest noises that Suzi could ever recall hearing from a fucked woman.

  With one final big thrust, Damion came with a loud groan and Sally just exploded with ecstasy, screaming at the top of her lungs. They collapsed together on the bed and the girls went across to cover Sally in kisses and congratulate her on being so brave.

  Damion and Suzi left the club completely sated and with a new collection of phone numbers.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Damion came in from work to find his lovely wife, Suzi, tapping furiously away at her laptop keyboard.

  ‘Shopping for leatherwear again, Honey?’ he enquired, kissing her lovingly on the forehead.

  ‘Not exactly,’ she grinned, ‘but you’re definitely in the right ball park.’

  Turning the screen around, she showed him the swingers’ website she had just joined. ‘They like our photos, we’ve got fifty hits already!’ she said.

  Damion took the computer away from his wife and leafed through the photos she had posted. It was hardly surprising their profile was so popular. He felt his cock harden as he relived the highly charged scenes depicted. Most of their recent adventures had been photographed and he remembered with great satisfaction the path of debauchery he had led his once frigid and now very willing wife down in a successful last ditch attempt to save their marriage.

  For the next couple of weeks, Suzi seemed to always be on her laptop. Every evening, when Damion got in she was tapping away to instant message her new swinging friends or chatting away to people in chat rooms or on Facetime. One evening, Damion was engrossed in a TV programme when she suddenly turned the computer around with a grin. ‘I need my Master’s permission for playtime,’ she said with a smile.

  Damion was impressed. His submissive and once timid wife had arranged a hotel meeting with a very attractive younger couple. Jane was a size ten brunette with a very impressive looking rack and a cheeky smile. Dave looked like a builder, with broad shoulders and at least eight inches hanging between his legs. They certainly looked like a lot of fun and were apparently as keen as Suzi and he were to explore their boundaries.

  Saturday evening couldn’t come round fast enough for Suzi. She spent most of the day being pampered at the salon: hair nails, massage skin treatments, make up. By the time she got home she was very relaxed and looked a million dollars. Damion just couldn’t keep his hands off her. ‘Now now,’ she said, deftly twisting away. ‘You don’t want to offer soiled goods do you?’

  ‘I’ll give you that one,’ Damion grinned and shrugged his muscular shoulders into a clean shirt. They both looked pretty special and were making a real effort to overcome an irrational fear of disappointing the other couple. Suzi finished her sexy look with a cheeky mini dress and gold jewellery, liberally spraying her most seductive perfume around her neck, breasts and crotch areas,

  The hotel looked pretty decent from the outside. Part of a big chain, it was nonetheless one of a kind with big Gothic windows and pillars shouting its individuality. They quickly found the other couple in the bar. Damion was relieved to see they looked exactly like their pictures. Jane was a gorgeous petite brunette in a long red dress that clung to every curve and hollow. Her full breasts pressed tightly against the thin material and her hard nipples were very obvious. Dave was a lot more casually dressed and very laid back, about a foot taller than his wife at about six foot two, he had the body of a man that was very familiar with the gym. Suzi squeezed herself in between the couple, her thigh pressing tightly against Dave’s. Damion inwardly shrugged and sat down on the other side of Jane.

  The next hour or so flew by. The couple found they not only had a strong sexual attraction to their new friends but that they also liked their company; they were such happy and w
arm-hearted people. As they chatted about sport, pets and the weather, Damion realised Jane had turned slightly as though to listen to him more with the result that her deliciously firm tits were now pressed against him. Glancing across to see if his wife had noticed, he saw she was fully distracted by Dave’s big hand, which had worked its way well up her skirt and was moving in a telling fashion.

  It was Jane who broke the sexual tension for a moment. ‘We’ve got a well-stocked mini-bar,’ she said. ‘Why don’t we take this party somewhere a little more private?’ Extracting herself from the group, she took Damion’s hand and led him across the hotel lobby, leaving Suzi to bring her own husband.

  As soon as the lift doors closed, the desire broke over them all like waters over a dam. Dave pushed Suzi up against the elevator wall and kissed her passionately and Damion could no longer keep his hands off Jane’s perfect bosom. Pulling them free of her dress and bra in one easy movement, he lowered his mouth to the erect little nipples and sucked each one in turn, gently teasing the nubs between his teeth.

  By the time they got to the room, the women were practically naked. Jane’s modesty was partly hidden only by her long skirt. Her panties were by now in Damion’s pocket and her breasts were shielded from view only by his hands. Suzi, for her part, had been almost completely stripped; her new lover carried her dress over his shoulder as he tried unsuccessfully to finger her pussy as she walked.

  Dave took his hands off Suzi for a moment to fumble in his pocket for the key. He opened the door and they all tumbled inside. Jane led Damion over to the minibar while his wife was steered across to the bed.

  Sitting on an armchair with Jane on his lap, Damion sipped on a single malt scotch as he stroked her silky skin, while watching her husband fuck his wife. Suzi was on her back, across the bed with Dave’s head buried between her thighs. He clearly knew his stuff as her heavy breathing and little hip movements telegraphed her incoming orgasm. His long tongue worked its way around her fat pussy lips before homing in on her exposed clitoris. As soon as he made contact with that most sensitive of areas, Suzi’s whole body jolted as though she’d been electrocuted.