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Wendy is Forced to Shed Her Inhibitions
by KJJ (address withheld)
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Previously sexually inhibited wife is subjected to non-
consensual sexual nightmares by her husband and his
mistress, but eventually she comes to enjoy all his
sexual fantasies and becomes a hot wife on her own
account. (MFF/MF-teens, wife, nc, rp, bi, mc, bd,
swingers)
***
I was getting utterly fed up with nothing but very
occasional, passionless vanilla sex with my wife Wendy.
When Charlotte came to stay for a few days the chance
arose to do something about it with the help of someone
whom I fancied greatly. But first, I had better explain
how I had come to know Charlotte, who at 26 was
considerably younger than my wife and I.
I met Charlotte in 2010 when I had been electioneering
for a friend who had been standing for Parliament for a
seat in the West Country. Charlotte was another member
of the campaigning team. She was in her early twenties,
a post graduate student – a very pretty girl, short with
quite a full figure and beautiful, well rounded sexy
breasts that were a lot larger than Wendy’s. She had
good legs and sensuous thighs.
She excited me sexually and I fantasised about her but
we were too busy campaigning for me to try anything. But
we became close friends so I asked her to come and visit
us in our home in the south east, which she did on a
number of occasions.
My lust for Charlotte grew each time. Sometimes, I
managed to get her a little drunk by serving her extra
strong gin and tonics: on those occasions I managed to
steal a few deep kisses just before we went to our
separate beds; once we cuddled and groped as we met on
the landing when we were both in our night attire –
Charlotte grasped my prick through my pyjamas whilst I
raised her short night gown and felt her cunt.
One night when she and her boyfriend were staying with
us, I heard them fucking passionately and groaning
loudly as they came together. I rushed to my study and
wanked myself off until I shot a huge load over the
carpet. My wife could not understand why I did not want
to fuck her when I eventually came to bed.
On this fateful occasion when Charlotte was staying, it
was extremely hot and humid. The girls dressed scantily
and I hoped that I would be able to take Charlotte her
early morning cup of tea – since even Wendy was sleeping
in the nude. I was certain that Charlotte would be, so I
might be in with a chance of a quickie.
After a long salad lunch in the garden with plenty of
gin and tonics and chilled white wine, we were all
feeling very relaxed, almost sleepy. Suddenly, Wendy
suggested going for a walk to wake us all up. I made an
excuse and declined but Charlotte agreed and the two
girls set off.
An hour later they returned looking very hot and sweaty.
I suggested they went to the bathrooms for a refreshing
shower. Later, they both came down stairs, refreshed and
perfumed each wearing summer dressing gowns: Wendy had a
night gown underneath and I assumed Charlotte was
similarly dressed.
We sat in the drawing room. I suggested drinks and came
back with a tray – very strong gin and tonic for
Charlotte, white wine for Wendy and scotch for me. Wendy
and Charlotte sat next to each other on the settee; I
seated myself immediately opposite Charlotte with whom I
began outrageous verbal flirting. Whilst this was going
on, Charlotte moved so that her dressing gown moved half
way up her thighs and I could see a long way up.
Once she knew that she had my full attention, she moved
so that her gown opened and I could see right up her
wide open thighs to her freshly shaved cunt. (I also saw
that she was nude underneath: she was not wearing a
night gown!) My prick sprang to attention and I
shuffled to become more comfortable. Wendy noticed.
Under the guise of refreshing our drinks, my wife got up
and came right behind me. Bending down to nuzzle my
shoulder affectionately, Wendy saw what I had been
gazing at so attentively – Charlotte’s hairless and by
now quite juicy cunt and nude body.
Wendy went berserk! She shouted, “You cunt! You slut!
You whore!” Taking off her dressing gown - revealing her
lacy black night dress which was flared and came only to
mid thigh – she flung herself full tilt at Charlotte
who, taken completely by surprise, fell to the floor on
her back.
Wendy rips off our guest’s dressing gown, leaving her
nakedness fully revealed to my delight. Wendy, on top,
with both hands attacking Charlotte’s fleshy, heaving
breasts. She claws painfully at one and pulls hard on
the other nipple. Charlotte screams in pain.
To get some relief and to counter attack, Charlotte
pulls Wendy’s hair really hard with one hand whilst
punching her in the stomach with the other.
Now it is Wendy’s turn to scream – and to ease the
onslaught on Charlotte’s breasts. (I take out my prick
and begin to jerk myself off.) Charlotte uses her
greater strength and youth to reposition herself astride
the feet of the now prone and winded Wendy. In a swift
move, Charlotte forced Wendy’s night gown up above her
waist, exposing my wife’s blonde, trimmed bush and cunt.
Wendy has a prudish streak. Her immediate instinct is to
cover up her cunt from public view but Charlotte,
sensing this, is too quick – she grabs each of Wendy’s
wrists in a tight lock before her hands can cover her
nudity.
Charlotte then looks at her prize – my wife’s
defenceless cunt!
I can see immediately that she is now viewing this as
her trophy and a sex object to bend to her will and to
use it to satisfy her most basic desires. Viewing
closely my wife’s cunt, Charlotte changes before my eyes
and throbbing prick – her nipples grow harder, her
bosom heaves, she starts to sweat, her cunt exudes
moisture, her eyes widen, her tongue comes out and her
breath comes in short gasps. She almost is having an
orgasm!
Wendy realizes what is about to happen to her. She gasps
and tries to close her legs but Charlotte has already
placed her legs and thighs between Wendy’s. My wife is
trembling and struggling as Charlotte moves her mouth
ever closer to her prize – Wendy’s dribbling cunt and
clit.
Charlotte needs to immobilize her victim somehow so that
she can regain the use of both her hands, which are
currently restraining Wendy’s arms. She has a sudden
brainwave. She head buts Wendy hard in the stomach and,
whilst Wendy is winded and moaning, manoeuvres Wendy’s
nightgown so that it is over her head – thus
blindfolding her – and trapping her arms inside it –
secured tightly by Wendy’s own dressing gown belt.
Then I intervene. I secure each of my wife’s legs with
nearby ropes, tying them wide apart each knotted to a
different, heavy piece of furniture so that she cannot
free them. Wendy is now wide open and helpless and
available to satisfy her attacker’s pleasure and wildest
sexual needs.
She waits in blindfold terror for Charlotte to ravish
her vulnerable sex. Having now taken my prick out and
begun to wank it, I again intervened.
“Charlotte, darling, wouldn’t it be better if Wendy
could see what is going on and what is about to happen
to her? If you ripped her night gown right off, I could
tie each of her wrists out wide to furniture and she
would be totally exposed and at your mercy, able to
watch and her breasts would be thrust right up, making
it easier for you to kiss and bite them.”
“Excellent idea,” said Charlotte.”Do it at once!”
I willingly did as I was ordered.
Wendy, blinking in the sudden daylight, eyes wide, takes
in her situation and awaits frozen in terror as I tie
her wrists. Charlotte crouches between Wendy’s legs and
slowly moves her mouth towards my wife’s cunt – all the
time gently massaging her captive’s legs and thighs as
she moves tantalisingly slowly upwards to her prize –
Wendy’s cunt and clit. As she does this, Charlotte gets
visibly more excited. She starts to dribble and to moan
uncontrollably in animal lust and sexual anticipation.
Just before Charlotte’s mouth reaches her target, Wendy
starts to scream and shout, “DON’T TOUCH MY CUNT! I am
not a lesbian. Don’t, please don’t.”
She starts crying but, at that very moment, my wife’s
cunt starts gushing juice and exuding strong, pungent
smells of deepest, primitive sexual arousal.
Indifferent to her victim’s pleas, Charlotte strikes.
her tongue begins its journey starting from Wendy’s arse
and the licks slowly up to her clit, which Charlotte
sucks gently but firmly along its length. My wife’s clit
emerges and grows - longer and stiffer than it ever
becomes when I lick her out.
Wendy thrashes and struggles to no avail.
Charlotte’s tongue is relentless, repeating the journey
from arse to clit over and over again, each time a
little faster and more firmly than before. Wendy begins
shouting, calling Charlotte a lesbian slut. But the
process of sexual torture continues and suddenly,
getting really hot and aroused. My wife stops shouting
and starts to moan and makes incoherent animal grunts
as she gets ever closer to orgasm, the sweat now forming
on her body.
Suddenly, Charlotte, an excellent sexual tormentor,
stops. Wendy, denied her expected sexual release, pleads
to be allowed to cum. At that very moment, Charlotte
brings her fingers into play.
First, she explores the outer edge of Wendy’s back
passage with her left hand. Wendy hates that and screams
“Don’t touch my anus!” But her body betrays her. Even as
she is protesting, the trickle of girl cum from her cunt
grows into a flood. Charlotte notices and licks her lips
in anticipation.
Next, without stopping the relentless probing of her
left hand, Charlotte inserts one finger of her right
hand into Wendy’s cunt and starts to finger fuck her.
Wendy stops screaming and begins to moan. Squelching
sounds issue from Wendy’s wet cunt.
Charlotte inserts a second finger and then a third, all
the while slightly increasing the pace of her thrusts.
When her fingers find my wife’s G spot, Wendy starts to
burble and blather incoherently under the sexual
overload “That’s so nice! It is so nice to have your
fingers in my cunt! Don’t stop! Don’t ever stop!”
Charlotte continues.
Stepping up the pressure, Charlotte starts to tickle
Wendy’s clit with her probing tongue and at the same
time she starts to finger fuck Wendy’s arse really hard.
My wife tenses up, starts to sweat profusely, trembles
all over and shrieks out, “YESSS!” in a prolonged,
banshee like wail and is consumed by an immense orgasm
which lasts for almost five minute and sees her lapse
into a deep coma.
At the final climax, Charlotte’s mouth was clamped
tightly over my wife’s cunt, drinking down the copious
amounts of girl juice that Wendy was giving off. I am
slowly wanking myself off.
Charlotte notices. “Stop that! I need your cum. Come
here to me!” I obey her command.
“What kind of sex does Wendy refuse to give you?"
"She will never suck me off,” I reply.
“I will,” says Charlotte who immediately takes my stiff
prick into her soft, warm mouth. She gives me easily the
best blow job that I have ever had and one that was
better than I had ever imagined possible. I do not last
long between these skilful, experienced, sensuous lips
that were still sticky from Wendy’s recently spent
orgasm.
A little while afterwards, Wendy begins sleepily to
stir. “Quick,” said Charlotte, “we now have to introduce
your wife to the joys of anal sex. Turn her over so that
her arse is exposed and in the air, retie her legs
firmly apart like you did before and tie her arms with
her hands above her head. Then watch and wank!”
As Wendy returned to full consciousness, Charlotte,
standing behind her, started to rub her slit and clit.
Wendy moaned and purred in anticipation.
Charlotte then bent down close to my wife’s arse,
breathed upon it - making her victim go rigid with fear
–and began slowly to run her tongue around Wendy’s rim,
occasionally opening it a little wider pushing her index
finger in a tiny way at first.
Simultaneously, Charlotte’s other hand continued to
stroke and probe Wendy’s now rapidly dampening cunt.
Wendy moaned and began crying, “No, No, NO!”
Charlotte pulled out a dildo, covered it in cream and
none too gently inserted it into my wife’s back passage.
Wendy yelped, bucked and screamed “No, please don’t ruin
my anus!” As Charlotte continued to push the dildo in
and out with one hand, she started to wank me with the
other.
Stopping to cover my now hard and throbbing cock with
cream, she shouted to me, “Fuck your wife’s arse with
your cock and cum inside her! Her dripping cunt shows
she is really gagging for it. Do it now – you know
you’ve always wanted to! You will find that her arse is
so much more rewarding to fuck than her cunt, which is
now for my excluive use!” Charlotte then smeared cream
around Wendy’s opening and pushed some in to her
sphincter with her finger.
Wendy groaned as I grabbed her buttocks and forced my
throbbing prick into her glory hole. As it went in
further she sighed and then shouted despairingly, “No,
please don’t do this!”
I kept on fucking her arse nevertheless. I told her how
much better it felt inside her arse than it ever had
when my prick was inside her cunt. She sobbed deeply. I
kept on fucking her arse as my passion built towards my
climax.
I told her that I never wanted to fuck her cunt again –
only her arse. Although at this her sobs rose and
wracked her body uncontrollably, as Charlotte laughed in
triumph, my wife started to tense up, to sweat and to
shake as she did when she was about to have a really big
orgasm! Continuing to fuck her arse really hard, her
orgasm came and I came and spewed masses and masses of
cum deep into her for about three minutes. I had never
had such a long and satisfying orgasm before.
Wendy fainted again and Charlotte applauded. Her triumph
complete - my wife degraded, debauched, humiliated but
not yet fully liberated sexually – she kissed me
passionately and I watched the streams of cum flow out
of Wendy’s bottom to trickle down the inside of her
thighs. I took a lot of photos to post on the internet
and wondered what next.
Charlotte and I were standing over Wendy who was nude,
face down, and tied akimbo, sobbing quietly and
uncontrollably thinking about her recent ordeal and her
now sore arse. “Is there any other form of sexual
gratification that your wife had denied you?”
“Yes. I have long wanted to lick another man’s cum out
of her cunt but since she doesn't fuck around that
couldn’t ever happen.”
“Now that we have her in our power, why can’t we arrange
for it to happen now? Is there anyone close who would
like to fuck her?”
"Yes. Our next door neighbour’s son. William, who is
just seventeen might well be up for it. As it is the
school holidays and their parents are at work, Will and
his twin sister Mollie will be there alone.”
Charlotte slipped on her flimsy, very short sun dress
which showed very clearly that she was not wearing
anything beneath it and headed next door. As soon as she
had left, Wendy pleaded with me to spare her this
further sexual horror but I refused point blank and
roughly turned her over so that she would be ready to
fuck in the missionary position. She was now moaning
piteously.
Very soon, Charlotte was back with Will, who had been
sunbathing in his briefs, and seventeen year old Mollie
who was wearing the shortest skirt that I had ever seen,
more like a not very wide belt. By the large bulge in
the front of his briefs, he was ready and eager to help
make my fantasy come true.
Will, who is just over six feet tall, towered over
cowering Wendy as he stripped off his briefs to reveal a
prick that was almost nine inches long and extremely
stiff, if rather thin. He knelt between my wife’s
outstretched legs, rubbed some spittle over the head and
upper parts of his cock, positioned it at Wendy’s cunt
opening and thrust it inside, heedless of her groans and
then shrieks.
He picked up speed slowly and was clearly enjoying
himself hugely fucking my wife’s now squelching cunt.
Her groans were now clearly those of pleasure rather
than fright or terror. But she demanded that William use
a condom. He refused despite Wendy’s cries that she was
not on the pill and did not want his baby. (The thought
that my wife might become pregnant by this very fertile
and potent youngster was so thrilling that I almost came
straight away without touching my cock.)
Another person enjoying the spectacle greatly was
Mollie, who moved in very, very close and who, as she
bent forward, began to finger her clit, moving in time
to her brother’s thrusts. As Mollie bent forward, her
ridiculously short skirt rose up to reveal her miniscule
thong had ridden up deeply into her crack. It also
became obvious that she was not shaved as wisps of light
brown, curly hair spilt out on both sides of her labia
lips. That sight turned me on even more than that of my
wife enjoying being fucked.
So I grabbed Mollie round her waist, and positioned my
cock close to her cunt, just below her clit. I started
humping her and used my cock to move her thong out of
the way so that my cock could touch her now dampening
slit. I moved my cock up and down, also in time to her
brother’s thrusts inside my wife.
Mollie took hold of my cock and tried to slide me into
her cunt, whispering that she wanted pleasure too. I
wanted to but was afraid to fuck a very young looking
seventeen year old so stayed outside but came and shot
an immense load of semen all over her crotch. A lot
slowly dribbled down the inside of her thighs and long,
lovely legs. But Mollie was also busy using her fingers
to push a lot of the goo into her hole. “Next time, I
shall make sure that you fuck me properly. Why should
Wendy get all the fun?”
I looked across at my wife. William was in the final
stages of filling her by now eager cunt, from which an
immense amount of cum was beginning to dribble out. Now
it was my turn to realise my long dreamed of fantasy –
at the very moment when a new one had lodged in my
brain: the urge to ravish and posses this young girl
who, although over the age of consent, looked like a
fifteen year old Lolita, but first, to eat a creampie
from my wife.
At this moment, Charlotte untied all the ropes which had
been holding my wife. I fell to my knees between Wendy’s
outstretched legs my eyes level with her stretched cunt
out of which William’s fresh and potent semen was
pouring in an increasing torrent. I screamed in ecstasy
as I clamped my mouth on her still throbbing cunt,
determined to taste and swallow every drop of the nectar
that I had dreamed for years would be mine. I was
worshiping her cunt and its precious load.
Words poured out of my mouth in praise of my wife and
her cunt which at that moment was the centre of my
entire universe. I licked and sucked and gloried in the
slightly salty taste and the sticky texture. “Don’t take
it all,” said Wendy, “Leave some deep inside for my
eggs!”
If it was my triumph to taste the spunk, it was my
wife’s triumph to force me to eat and swallow it – to
force me to acknowledge her sexual superiority. She
could sense my innermost feelings and could read my
mind. She knew that in a deep way, she had also won.
“Come on you pervert, enjoy the taste but remember, this
is the only way you will ever enjoy my cunt from now on.
If there is not another man or boy’s spunk in it, it
will be off limits and you will have to be content with
exploring my arse instead! Not that I expect that there
will be many nights in future when I shall be empty!”
Triumph indeed! No more dull vanilla sex! Wendy had been
turned into a hot slut wife, insatiable for sex with
other partners, male or female. Charlotte came and stood
over us and pushed me out of the way. Standing over my
wife, Charlotte slowly pulled her short dress up
revealing her damp and hairless cunt in all its glory.
Wendy pulled her down and clamped her mouth onto her
friend’s clit, which she sucked until Charlotte had the
most ecstatic and noisy orgasm. Next, the two women got
into the 69 position and gave each other mutual orgasms,
which lasted for ages.
Finally, sweaty and with Wendy clearly exhausted from
the continual sexual overload which was a new experience
for her, Charlotte manoeuvred herself between my wife’s
thighs and pushed her clit into Wendy’s cunt to give her
yet another mind blowing orgasm – her first trib
experience.
Locked in mutual post orgasmic bliss, with their cunts
still glued together by their mutual fluids, Charlotte
said to Wendy, “Let’s go out this evening to a club I
know in Brighton which is frequented by black men. You
will have to wear something short and revealing without
any underwear! Being fucked by black cock is an amazing
experience and you could well get pregnant!”
“Sounds wonderful,” said Wendy. ”Let’s get ready now!
Mollie can look after Ken until we return!” Laughing and
sniggering, arms round each other, the two beautiful
women went off and my new life really began.
The End
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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