A few weeks ago Sandy took an unexpected weekend trip with her sister. Of course I pretended to be sad to see her go, but I was really excited. That would give me a chance to catch up on all of the emails she had been sending back and forth with Sherrie. My little forced public cross dressing thing was several months in the past, and it hadn’t been repeated. It was in no way about homosexuality, it was about control. She was showing my that I had become her bitch. Its strange that this all started because I wanted to fuck my conservative little wife in the ass. Now she’s the one fucking me in the ass with a strap on, and she is showing the videos to her best friend. I don;t know whats hotter, getting fucked or knowing that Sherrie is watching it on her computer.

Any man who hasn’t experienced being penetrated cannot understand where I am coming from. Before all of this started, I would have told you there was no way in hell I’d ever take it in the ass. I’m sure most straight men would tell you the same thing. Now, there have been nights where I practically begged for it. There is some pain the first few times, but once your ass gets used to it, the pain become pleasure. If its done just right you can even cum without her or you ever touching your cock. And being so totally submissive is a freeing experience!

Anyway, so I was saying my wife went out of town a few weeks ago. She hadn’t been gone a half hour when I logged on the computer and started checking her email. Sherrie was sooooo getting the better end of the deal. She was sending just as many videos of her and her husband, but they were very bland. Tommy liked to be on top in missionary position, and he was usually done in about three minutes. Sometimes she would give him a blowjob, which was over in about sixty seconds, and sometimes he would finger her pussy. In her emails she kept going on and on about how she wished he would take it in the ass.

I was shirtless, with my shorts around my ankles and my cock in my hand when the doorbell rang. I breifly considered ignoring it, but the person on the porch was persistant. Finally I pulled my shorts up and hurried to the door. To my suprise I found Sherrie standing there, looking incredibly hot in jean shorts and a tight t-shirt.

“Is Sandy home?” she asked chipperly.

“No, she’s out of town with Kristi,” I told her.

“I need to pick something up, is it okay if I come in?”

I stepped aside and let her into the house, making sure I got a nice look at her ass. I remembered how it tasted and my already hard cock throbbed. We had hung out as couples several times since our encounter in the shower, but we had never been alone to talk about it. It just seemed like one of those things better left alone.

“SOOO what are you up to?” she asked, turning in time to see me looking at her ass. She looked down at my hardon and smiled.

“You know, uh, just hanging out.”

She crossed the distance between us in one step and pressed her lips to mine. Her tongue darted into my mouth. I felt her hand drop to my shorts and grip my cock. I moaned and she giggled.

“You think I didn’t know she was gone?” she asked, still stroking me. “I was counting on it. I still dream about out shower sometimes. I remember how it felt to have you licking my ass…and fucking it…I bet you would like another taste.”

“Oh god yes,” I moaned. She turned and led me down the hallway by my cock. When we reached the bedroom she turned, bent seductivly over the bed and looked back at me.

I quickly reached around and unfastened her shorts, letting them fall to the floor. Underneath her big ass was already naked. I went face first into her ass, running my tongue up and down her crack. I reached around and started rubbing her clit with my hand. She smelled and tasted even better than I remembered. With my free hand I spread her cheeks and focused my attention on her tight little asshole.

“Thats right, lick that ass,” she moaned. “Be a good little ass eatting bitch.”

I slid two fingers into her pussy, and felt her cum at once. I attacked her asshole, licking it and rubbing it until my tongue slowly worked its way inside. All the time I kept finger fucking her pussy. She started grinding her ass back into my face.

“Lay on your back,” she ordered, and I obliged. A moment later she climbed on top of me and lowered her shaved pussy down onto my face. I could barely breath, but every one of my senses was full of her pussy. I licked her and rubbed her clit as best I could.

I felt a hand creep into my shorts and start stroking me again.

When I thought I was going to cum, she let go of my cock and slid off of my face. She leaned down and kissed me passionately.

“So where does she keep her toys?” Sherrie asked.

“Top drawer,” I said quickly. She lowered her pussy onto my hard cock and started fucking me as her hands reached out and opened the drawer. She pulled out Sandy’s strapon with the back cock and admired it.

“I’m about to cum,” I warned.

“Thats nice,” she said and started to ride me harder. I gripped her hips and a moment later I erupted inside of her pussy. She orgasmed hard when my cum filled her. “Now that you’ve got yours, its time for me to get mine. On your knees.”

I did as I was told, while she got the strapon ready. I felt the familiar sensation of lube running down my crack, and then I felt the head of the cock press against me. She was a little gentle as she worked the cock into me. I could tell she had never done this before, but she was catching on pretty qucik. After just a few mintues she had most of the big black cock buried in my ass.

Then she started fucking me. She grunted and I moaned, over and over again. A few minutes into it she got more aggresive, and her movements got harder. I felt my balls tighten and I released another load, this time on the bed. Still she kept fucking me.

“Oh god, I’m done,” I moaned.

“Not yet,” she moaned back. Sandy had told me that the strap on was designed so that when she fucked me, part of it was rubbing her clit. Apparently it worked for Sherrie, because she kept orgasming over and over. But instead of slowing down, she just fucked me harder and harder.

“Please stop,” I begged softly.

I cam for a third time, and then my knees went weak. I fell down onto the bed, into the sticky mess I had made. She repositioned herself and continue to fuck my asshole. More than once she added more lube.

At one point I felt my balls tighten again and I orgasmed, but I’m not even sure anything came out.

By the time she was done, I was only halfway concious. My leagues and my asshole ached. She crawled up next to me and kissed me on the lips.

“You rest up, because I’ll be back first thing in the morning,” she told me.

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