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My Perfect Wife - 4
by Mikem00007 (mikem00007@hotmail.com)
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A continuation of efforts to lead a properly reared
Catholic girl to the thrills sexual inhibition can
bring. (MMF, exh, tor, bd, beast)
***
Author Notes: This Story is true; however it is not my
story. In the story I published earlier titled My
Perfect Wife I described how an associate came to me
one day with a problem he was being presented with
concerning his wife. That led to many discussions about
their relationship. Once I understood his inner desires
I suggested some things to help him achieve his
desires. As he lived it, he provided me sufficient
feedback which allowed me to assist him and write this
story for him. It is being posted with his permission.
Many of the episodes which I passed on as suggestions
to him were inspired by other writer's stories. In
continuation stories recently posted I mentioned the
book of coupons presented to me on my birthday and what
happened when the first two were used. This is a
continuation of that story. I would recommend reading
the other parts before this.
The original story can be found at www.asstr.org under
authors, mikem00007. Part 2 is located in Kristen
Directory 57 and Part 2 is in Directory 58. It is still
a work in progress. I would appreciate any suggestions
to improve its content or to suggest other ideas. His
wife has become a very adventurous soul and looks
forward to new and exciting situations. My Email
address is mikem00007@hotmail.com.
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PART 4
It has been a couple of months since Jason's birthday.
I now had eight coupons from Jan that committed her to
doing whatever the bearer desired for 24 hours from the
time the coupon was presented. I considered these
coupons to be a valuable commodity that should not be
squandered recklessly.
By now exhibitionism had become a routine part of our
life, and as it so happens what becomes routine
sometimes begins to lose the spark of excitement
experienced at the beginnings. I had spent considerable
time trying to determine what other avenues of
excitement might be open to us. It wasn't until reading
ads from various swinger groups that an idea for our
next adventure developed.
We woke to a glorious June morning with the sun
streaming through our bedroom window. I watched Jan as
she slept and marveled at what a stunning picture she
presented. As she lay there on her back I gently pulled
the covers off her and lay back taking in her naked
form and thanking the Lord for providing me such a
gorgeous soul mate. She must have sensed me watching
her as she slowly opened her eyes and turned her head
to look up at me.
She smiled as I gently kissed her lips. My hand slowly
traveled the distance from her neck, across her
breasts, to the tip of her vagina where I began to
gently make circular motions across her clit. My
arousal became even more evident as she reached over
and wrapped her slender fingers around my cock and
began to slowly move her hand up and down my shaft. Our
lips stayed glued together as we continued masturbating
each other. I broke off the kiss and rolled over on top
of her as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
I wasted no time trailing kisses down her body,
stopping a few minutes to give adequate attention to
her erect nipples, and ending up with my mouth firmly
attached to her pussy. Her passion continued to rise as
I repeatedly lubricated her clit with my tongue.
When she began moaning that she needed me inside her I
positioned myself so my cock was just inside her slit.
I began running my cock head up and down her slit,
stopping each time at the entrance of her cunt to
slowly insert the head of my cock and withdraw it to
continue its up and down travels. When she got to the
point that she began begging me to quit teasing and
fuck her I rolled off her, reached over to my night
stand, picked up one of her coupons and handed it to
her. She nodded her acceptance and pleaded with me to
finish what I had started. I happily complied.
As she got out of the shower I told her she was to stay
naked until I gave her the clothes I wanted her to wear
for the day. By now she was comfortable being naked at
home and often did the house work in the nude. What she
forgot though was she had promised to show Susan, our
next door neighbor, how to bake the chocolate-cherry
cake that Jan was famous for in the neighborhood. It
was about 11 am when Susan rang the front door bell.
Jan panicked when she saw who it was and remembered why
she was there. I answered the door and asked her in.
Susan's mouth flew open as she entered the kitchen and
saw Jan standing there in her altogether. Susan
stuttered as she apologized for interrupting and she
would come back at another time. I told Susan to stay
and Jan would explain what was going on. Jan started at
the beginning and highlighted her on our exhibitionist
games.
Susan initially didn't believe her until I went to the
bedroom and returned with the coupon I had given Jan
that morning. I told Susan she had stumbled onto our
secret and asked her to keep it to herself, and if she
was not too uncomfortable with Jan's nudity Jan would
show her the secrets of her cake.
Susan could not keep her curiosity in check and began
asking questions about our "arrangement". When Jan
looked over at me for guidance I told her that she had
done nothing to be embarrassed about and should satisfy
Susan's curiosity. As they went through the cake
preparation process, Jan provided more details of her
experiences starting with the first blackmail letter.
While the cake was in the over, I retrieved the video
that her husband Tom had seen, and put it in the
machine for her viewing.
It was hard to gauge Susan's reaction, but she stayed
glued to the screen through the entire tape. At the
end, Susan admitted she did not know if she could have
gone through with doing what Jan had done. The bell for
the cake went off and I left the room saying that if
Susan was interested, we would be glad to share some of
the other pictures we had of Jan's adventures and if
she was really interested we might be able to help her
experience some of what Jan was experiencing. Jan later
told me that Susan admitted to being both fascinated by
this other side of her and wondered if she would have
the nerve to do the same. Jan left it by saying she
would be glad to discuss it anytime she wanted.
Shortly after Susan left a FedEx van pulled into the
driveway. When I saw the van, I told Jan what I wanted
her to do. She wasn't sure it was a good idea, being we
were at home and all, but agreed. I gave her a medium-
sized towel from the bathroom to wrap around herself
and one for her hair. When she answered the door she
apologized for not being dressed, but had just gotten
out of the shower.
The FedEx driver smiled as he looked her over,
especially since the edges of the towel were barely
together. When she took the package being delivered she
released the towel as I had instructed, letting it fall
to the floor. Suddenly she was standing naked in the
doorway with her tits covered only by the package she
was holding. Appearing flustered she turned, bent over
to place the package inside the door, thereby providing
a clear and very tantalizing view of pussy. She then
reached over and re-secured the towel. She said she was
so sorry, to which the driver replied that it was no
problem and that she had made his day.
I decided we would have a late lunch in town so I
brought Jan into the bedroom and pointed to the clothes
I wanted her to put on. Lying on the bed was an orange,
lightweight blazer and a black and orange print skirt.
She commented on the lack of underclothes, but was not
surprised when I said she would not need them. The
blazer I picked was a two button affair and could be
worn without a blouse, but Jan would have to be careful
about leaning too far forward because it would swing
out revealing her naked condition. It also was long
enough so that the bottom ended a few inches below her
butt.
I remembered when she bought it that she wanted the
length to be at the tips of her fingers. Her full skirt
ended about two inches above her knees. To complete the
look, I wanted her hair in an upsweep, leaving her neck
bare. Her only jewelry consisted of a pair of black
onyx, stud earrings. Jan asked what I had in mind, but
I only told her that anticipation was an appetizer to a
great meal and guided her to the car.
Jan was kind of surprised when we pulled into the metro
parking lot. She started to ask a question, but I
stopped her and told her she was not to speak unless
spoken to. We got out of the car and after I retrieved
a small shopping bag from the trunk, boarded the train.
Jan was surprised when I slid into the seat first,
placed the shopping bag on my lap and had her sit next
to me on the outside. Passenger traffic was moderate to
light as we moved from station to station. Jan was
still not sure what was going on. I hadn't asked her to
do anything but sit there.
However, when we were a few stops from the city I
leaned over and whispered in her ear that the fun was
about to begin. As she looked at me, I told Jan to undo
her skirt and hand it to me. She started to say
something, but stopped when I put my fingers to her
lips. I asked her if she trusted me and when she nodded
yes I held out my hand and said, "Skirt please."
She looked around and when she saw that no one seemed
to be paying any attention to us she reached around to
the side, undid the button at the top of the zipper,
lowered the zipper, and rose up to remove the skirt.
When she did this, the front flaps of the blazer gaped
open and she realized she was exposing her self to
anyone looking her way.
As she lowered herself to the seat she saw that she had
indeed been observed by a man a few seats down near the
door and across the aisle from her. Red faced, she
lowered her eyes and slid the skirt off her legs. When
she looked up she saw the man still watching her as she
folded the skirt on her lap and put it in the bag,
feeling very self conscious of her situation.
When she crossed her legs, her only exposure was a long
expanse of leg. She checked her blazer to make sure she
was covered and stared straight ahead. As we proceeded
to the next station she saw that the man who had seen
her had said something to the man seated next to him
and that both were watching her intently. She mentioned
it to me and I acknowledged I already knew. As we
started to approach the next station I told Jan that
this was our stop and she should get up and move toward
the door. This put her right in front of the two men
who were watching her.
As we were starting to slow down I told Jan to reach up
with both hands and hold onto the support pole. When
she did this, her blazer rode up and the front flaps
spread open. I told her to look and each of them and
give them a smile. Both men were treated to the sight
of a naked pussy no more than three feet in front of
them until the train stopped and the door opened. As we
exited the train the men mouthed "Thank you". I told
Jan she had not only done well, but she had given at
least two men something to talk about for some time to
come.
As we walked down the boulevard from the Metro station
I took the opportunity whenever we approached guys
coming toward us to lift up the back of Jan's blazer
and rub her ass. I told Jan she was to keep her arms at
her side, knowing that with her blazer up at the back,
the front flaps would be open to the bottom button
exposing her from the pubic mound on down. I kept this
up until we arrived at this art studio I had heard
about at work.
I had gotten the idea from the Sports Illustrated
models section where the girls were wearing body paint
and thought I might see how it would work out. I had
already contacted the owner and explained what I wanted
and he was only too eager to accommodate me. The owner
said we could go into one of the back rooms, but I said
that would not be necessary. I told Jan to remove her
blazer because she was about to become the artist's
canvas. The transformation took a little over two hours
and during this time a small crowd had gathered in the
shop as word got out in the neighborhood.
His creation was exactly what I was looking for. He
painted a multi-colored short-sleeved T-shirt "top"
that ended about an inch or two above her belly button.
The pattern of flowers, stems, leaves amid a swirl of
background colors almost completely hid the fact that
one was looking as naked skin. If I looked very closely
I could make out her erect nipples. The "bottom" was a
matching pair of multi-colored shorts that ended at mid
thigh. I had seen girls on the streets dressed in form
fitting clothes similar to the "clothes" that now
covered my wife. The effect was amazing.
There she was standing completely nude, but even when
you looked very carefully you couldn't really be sure
she wasn't covered. I put Jan in front of a set of
dressing mirrors and asked what she thought of her new
clothes. She said, "Let me guess, this is all you are
going to allow me to wear the rest of the day." I
smiled and when the artist had finished drying the
paint with a hair dryer, I helped her put on her
sandals, grabbed her hand and the shopping bag, and
headed out the front door of the studio to the applause
of the audience we had gathered.
Jan's initial reaction was to cover herself up. When I
told her she was drawing attention to herself, she
dropped her hands and stood there with her arm through
mine. She quickly realized that other than a few
admiring glances from the men who walked by, no one
seemed to realize she was completely nude. She had just
redefined the concept of skin tight clothes. My only
concern was that from the back it was really hard to
avoid the appearance of a naked ass and I really didn't
want to spend the rest of the day trying to keep us
both out of jail.
I reached into the shopping bag and withdrew a
lightweight jacket I brought. I tied the sleeves around
her waist, covering her ass, and off we went. It took
about a half hour before Jan became comfortable with
her situation. She was amazed that she could walk
through the downtown area dressed in nothing but paint
and no one seemed to be the wiser.
She whispered in my ear that she was getting really
turned on by all this and was concerned that her
growing excitement would begin to show since the artist
had not been able to completely paint the interior of
her pussy. I told her we would head on back after
grabbing something to eat and headed over to a sidewalk
café that was just down the block.
We had just finished our meal when a black Lincoln
Towncar pulled up to the curb. A middle-aged guy got
out of the car and walked over to our table. When she
looked up the man reached out and handed her a piece of
paper. It was one of her coupons. I heard him asking
Jan if she was willing to fulfill the conditions of the
coupon and, after getting a nod from me, agreed. He
handed her a pair of wrap around dark glasses that had
been painted black on the inside. He then told her they
were going for a ride and that her car was waiting.
I could tell Jan was very unsettled by this, but took
the hand that was offered and allowed herself to be
guided to the back door of the car. She was not aware
that I would be right behind her. As far as she could
tell I was allowing a complete stranger to take her
away dressed in nothing but paint to a fate she could
only imagine.
As she entered the car she heard the guy in the back
say he had anxiously been awaiting her arrival.
Unbeknownst to her I was in the front passenger seat.
She was pushed to the center of the seat and the guy
who had presented the coupon sat on her right. She was
told to close her eyes as they removed the glasses and
tied a black scarf across her eyes. I then watched as
the sleeves of the jacket were untied and pulled out
from behind her. There was insufficient space in the
back for her to cross her legs so she pressed her knees
together. The coupon man told her to relax and let her
legs swing open, which she did. As the car drove off
she knew she was exposed to everyone in the car as it
drove off.
The thing that initially threw Jan off was that even
though she was exposed to at least three men, no one
touched her. She later told me that this experience
both scared and excited her. As far as she knew I had
just turned her over to a group of strangers to whom
she had committed to doing whatever they ordered. We
rode for about a half hour and drove up to a large
ranch-style house in what appeared to be an upper
middle-class neighborhood. Jan was helped out of the
car and led to the front door. Upon entering the house,
her sandals were removed. She was guided into what
appeared to be a recreation room.
Present was a couple and three women I assumed were
wives of the three men in the car. The man who had
presented the coupon announced that the evening's
entertainment had arrived. As Jan stood there, everyone
gathered around her, touching her hair, running their
hands lightly over her body, commenting on how lovely
she looked, and the fact that her husband had not
exaggerated about how perfect she was. They also
commented on how completely the paint hid the fact she
was nude. This comment added to Jan's belief and
anxiety that I was not present.
The first thing they did was to position her in a wide
doorway and placed Velcro strips attached to a rope
around her wrists. They then ran the rope through an
eyelet that had been secured to the overhead framework
and fasten the rope to a cleat on the side wall when
her arms were outstretched above her head. They next
opened her legs and placed a spreader bar attached to
Velcro strips around her ankles. Once she was secured
in place everyone moved back to admire their handiwork
and take pictures of their prize.
They then began to clean off the paint. I sat back with
a drink in my hand as I watched Jan's nudity emerge
from the multi-colored "clothes" she had been wearing.
The first areas to be cleaned were her breasts. It
looked like she was wearing a top with holes cut out
for her breasts. They stopped for a few minutes to play
with her breasts. I watched as two of the women took a
nipple between their teeth and as they closed their
lips on her breast, sucked the nipple into their mouth,
pulling back until the nipple popped out.
The effect was to elongate her nipples so they stood
out even further than normal. They did this several
times, much to Jan's obvious enjoyment. The next area
was her pubic mound. Once cleaned, one of the men knelt
in front of her and began lapping up the juices
beginning to flow from her. Every time Jan pushed her
pelvis forward for harder contact, the man pulled away.
By now her clit was clearly evident. The man wrapped
his lips around it and sucked it into his mouth,
liberally beating it with his tongue. When it appeared
she was about to cum, he pulled away as the paint was
removed from the rest of her body.
As a group they gently ran their nails across her body,
ran their tongues up and down her body, tweaked her
nipples, and rained kisses on her neck, ears, lips,
arms, legs, breasts, ass, and pussy. Goosebumps spread
across her arms and legs as the group hit sensitive
area after sensitive area. The expressions on her face
and the movements of her head told me the attention she
was getting was really turning her on.
This went on for about 15 minutes when one of the women
reached into her glass and removed an ice cube and
began circling her breasts. One after another they all
joined in running ice cubes over her body, paying
particular attention to her perky tits and exposed
clit. Jan's body jerked back and forth as cubes were
placed against different parts of her body. When the
ice had melted, one of the women went over to an
adjoining table and picked up a pair of nipple clamps
attached to a slender silver chain.
One at a time she massaged Jan's nipples until they
again stuck out about an inch, and then attached a
clamp to the extended flesh. I don't think Jan
initially felt the pinch because of the ice, but as the
coldness left her tits I knew she could feel the pinch
by the moaning sound that escaped her lips. They then
reached down and began massaging her clit which had
already been coached it out of its hiding place, and
continued pulling on it until it stood out like a large
pencil eraser.
Once they were satisfied it had reached its maximum
length, they took a small plastic clip like you might
secure a bag of chips with and clamped it to the flesh
above her clit, trapping it in its extended position.
This clamp also had a silver chain attached, which they
clipped to the chain hanging from her breasts.
The women moved to seats next to the man they were with
that evening and began making out with them. One
approached me, but I gently declined as I watched my
wife standing there wondering what was going to happen
to her next. She told me later that the pressure of the
clamps seemed to be replaced by a heated, but not
unpleasant sensation that seemed to focus her total
attention on her breasts and clit. She could hear the
opening of zippers and hear the sounds of oral sex
going on around her.
A short while later, one of the men approached Jan and
began pulling on the chains until the blood-trapped
nipples stood out even further. I couldn't tell whether
the moans coming from her were sounds of pleasure or
pain. This continued for a few more moments and then
they were removed. It only took a short while before it
became evident that the rush of feeling back to her
nipples and clit were sending signals of pleasure and
pain to the affected areas.
One of the women then approached with what appeared to
be a small, narrow Teflon coated spatula. She walked
behind her and began applying light smacks to her
cheeks. I was about to get up and put a stop to it,
knowing Jan did not like being hit, but the man next to
me put his hand on my arm and said, "Give it a couple
of minutes. Ingrid is a master at this. I can guarantee
favorable results." Ingrid then changed her pattern.
She increased the intensity of her strokes, followed by
gently running her hand over the area she had just hit.
As she continued, she began gradually running her
fingers down her ass crack and over her open cunt.
At first Jan did not respond, but gradually began
raising her ass to meet the approaching fingers probing
her cunt. Ingrid came around to the front and began
lightly striking her breasts and pussy. The spatula was
narrow enough that she was able to make full contact to
her exposed clit. Again, each hit was accompanied by a
gently massaging of the area struck. The moans now
coming from Jan were those of pleasure, not pain. This
continued for about ten more minutes until she was told
they thought that Jan was ready for the next step.
As a group, the men approached Jan. They removed the
Velcro straps from around her wrists and ankles,
allowing her arms to fall to her side. Once released,
she was not able to hold herself up and fell into the
waiting arms around her. She was lifted up and placed
on her back on a short table about three feet wide in
another part of the room. The table stretched from just
above her shoulders to just below her butt. Her arms
were once again secured by Velcro straps to cleats on
the legs of the table. Her legs were spread wide open
and secured around the legs. In this position her head
hung back over the table edge, and her pussy was spread
open about four inches past the edge of the table's
edge. In this position, the lips of her pussy were laid
out flat, fully opening up her slit, causing her clit
to be completely exposed, sticking up like an erect
penis.
One of the men reached over and picked up what looked
to be an ostrich feather and began running it over her
upper body. Another feather was picked up and was
applied to her legs, stomach, and exposed clit. The
effect on Jan was immediately evident. The moans of
pleasure and undulation of her hips as the feather was
passed over her clit completely overshadowed what had
to be an uncomfortable position. Her slit continued to
open up and her fluids flowed out and across her inner
thighs.
While her breasts were being attended to by two of the
men, a third knelt between her thighs and getting real
close began blowing hot air on her clit. He then
grabbed her clit between his lips and began sucking on
it like it was a nipple on a baby bottle. By now Jan
was in seventh heaven. He released her clit and began
running his tongue in and out of her cunt. One of the
women came over and began inserting her fingers into
her.
I watched in amazement as she began working four
fingers up into her, followed by her thumb and began
fisting her. The next thing I saw was a guy at her
head, feeding his cock into her mouth. The position of
her head allowed him to fully insert his cock. The
impression of his cock could be seen as a bulge in her
neck. He was careful however to give Jan sufficient
time to breath. When the woman removed her hand, Jan's
hole remained gaped open, and then slowly began to
close until the gap was about a half inch.
By now, one of the men had removed his clothes,
positioned himself between her legs, and plunged into
her slick pussy. As he pounded into her pussy, he kept
working his thumb back and forth across his clit until
both she and he cried out as their orgasms took hold.
One after another the men had their way with her as Jan
experienced orgasm after orgasm.
The man next to me turned and said that we were now
ready for the finale. I wasn't sure what they meant. It
seemed that the group had fulfilled our bargain is
spades. One of the men then approached Jan and began
rubbing a cloth across her exposed slit. As I looked on
with curiosity an adjourning door opened and a large
German Sheppard was led into the room. I had read about
women being fucked by animals, but had not considered
exposing Jan to it. I decided to see how Jan reacted to
this before taking any action.
They led the dog up to Jan and released him. By now I
figured the cloth they had rubbed on Jan must have been
the scent of a bitch in heat. The dog put his nose up
to her slit, then began lapping up the cum that
continued flowing from her cunt. Jan immediately began
responding to the tongue lashing she was receiving. Her
breathing picked up considerably and the undulation of
her hips made it obvious she needed a cock inside her.
The man beside the dog kept him from jumping up on Jan,
but instead held his head at her pussy. By now Jan's
vagina had gaped open about three quarters of an inch
and the dog took advantage to not only to lick her
clit, but insert his rapidly moving tongue into the
exposed gap. Jan began begging over and over, "Someone,
please fuck me... please fuck me, please!"
The man holding the dog whispered to her that the only
one up to the task was the animal currently licking
her, but that if she wished they would release the dog
to finish her off. Without a moments hesitation Jan
agreed and the dog rose up over her exposed body. I
noticed that the dog's cock was about 7 inches long and
about as wide as a toilet paper roll. It only took a
couple of seconds for his cock to find Jan's exposed
slit and without any hesitation plunged his entire
shaft into her. It was like watching a mechanical
piston going in and out of her cunt. It looked like he
was on a cycle of two insertions a second with no let
up. Jan was loudly yelling, "Yes! Yes! Fuck YES! Oh god
YESS!." She screamed as she came once more, but the
pounding continued and so did her litany of pleasure.
A large bubble at the base of the dog's cock appeared
and I sat mesmerized as the dog forced it up and into
Jan's stretch slit. Shortly afterward, the movements of
the dog subsided as Jan lay fully satiated. As the dog
pulled out, Jan moaned the loss of the object within
her.
They finally untied her as she continued to lay on the
table with cum seeping out her pussy and running down
her legs. One of the women brought over a warm
washcloth and began cleaning her up as Jan came down
off her emotional high. Once clean she was lifted to a
sitting position and assisted off the table.
Once she was able to walk she was escorted, still
blindfolded and naked, out to the car. I got into the
back seat and Jan was placed inside beside me. Once
back on the road I reach over and removed her
blindfold. Once her eyes adjusted to being able to see
again, she looked over and was pleased to see that I
had not really left her alone. She snuggled up to me
and fell asleep. When we got back to the Metro station
where we had parked our car, I put Jan, still naked,
into the car and drove home. As I helped her from the
car I noticed Susan watching from her window.
The next morning, Jan came out into the kitchen. The
freshness of her face, her smile, and the manner of her
walk looked like a woman who had been thoroughly fucked
the night before. I asked how she felt and she
answered, "Wonderful!" She told me she had a great time
the night before, but wasn't sure she would look
forward to repeating the occasion. I gave her a hug and
kiss and told her how glad I was she was my woman.
The problem is, I have six more coupons and do not have
the foggiest idea of how I am going to use them.
To be continued?
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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