Plans Interrupted: The Domination

Plans Interrupted: The Domination

Thanks to all who read and rated my story! Sorry the second might have been a bit slow for some, but I needed to set up the scenario a bit before the action really gets going.

Please read parts one and two if you haven’t. Thanks again!

Here I am, tied to a chair with my cock bound to my thigh. My wife of 20 years is lying on our bed with her tan legs spread for four strangers that have shown up in our bedroom while we were in the midst of sex. Her long legs are encased in black fishnets and a black and red garter frames her slick, dripping pussy. Her black stiletto heels dig into the bed as she splays her thighs wide for them. My eyes catch the movement of her fingers as they roughly pinch and pull at her own nipples, her tongue flicking out and licking her deep red lips in pleasure. My cock throbs and pulls at its binding. I feel a drip of fluid as it drops from the end of my cock and slowly runs down the inside of my thigh.

A shadow falls across her as the leader of the group knee walks up to the bed and peers down at her. I look on as he grasps his tool and strokes it with a lecherous smile. I tell myself that I can’t watch, but I can’t tear my eyes from his manhood as he smears the pre-cum leaking from his dick around the dark pink head. It looks to be 9 inches long and about an inch and three quarters thick, thicker and longer than mine. As he manipulates the head between his fingers, spreading the man oil on it, I see that the tip is flat and angular. As his hand rubs down to its base, I see that his shaft thickens steadily to about two inches thick at his hairless base. His other hand reaches below his cock and cradles his thick, pendulous balls. I look down at my own manhood and realize that he would touch her deeper than I ever could.

“Now then slut. Enough warm up. Get ready for the fucking you’ve been begging for,” he says.

His thin fingers grab her under her knees and raise her legs up to her chest in one quick motion. I watch helplessly as her heels arch up and over her head spreading her thighs wide. He wastes no time and crawls up and places the head of his cock at her entrance.

He eases his grip under her knees and slides his hands to her ankles and spreads her thighs as far up and apart as his arms can reach. Her wet pussy lips part as his cockhead nestles at the entrance of her cunt.

“Now slut, beg for it!” he says with a forceful tone.

“Please! Just put it in me,” she pleaded with both, her mouth and her eyes. All the while, her fingers were working her nipples roughly.

“No, no no. That’s not how a slut asks for it. Tell me exactly what you want whore”, he commands as he raises her legs further, Her ass leaves the mattress as he pushes her thighs up even further. His cock rubs slightly in her lips with this motion, making her moan and buck her hips upward in an effort to capture his cock.

Seeing her attempts to engulf his dick, he pulls back, leaving her hips thrusting in the air. I see her labia splay out as her juices make them glisten. Her thighs tremble with need making her pussy lips blossom out like a wet pink rose.

“If you want my cock bitch, you need to ask for it. Say it now!” he says loudly.

“Please, I want your cock!” she practically screams as her hips again start to buck and thrust at him.

“That’s better slut. I’ll give you some cock. But, first, I’m not doing all the work. Hold your legs back now bitch. Let me see that little pussy that needs some cock,” he says as he releases her ankles.

Shelly quickly grabs her thighs and pulls them up to her chest. Her pussy opens wide with this and I see her pussy wink open and closed in anticipation of his cock. A pearlescent stream of her juices runs from the bottom of her slit and onto her slick nether hole.

The other three intruders circle the bed as the leader looks about at them. Seeing he has his audience, he boasts, “Let the fun begin!”

He leaned forward and rubbed the tip of his cock up and down Shelly’s slick pussy. She gasped aloud as his cockhead opened her lips and his glans disappeared into her wetness. Shelly moaned loudly and tried to push her pussy even further onto his hard shaft. With a cruel chuckle, he pulled out of her and rubbed his cock with her juices.

“Not just yet slut,” he said as he grabbed the base of his cock and held her hips down on the mattress. With a wet smack, I watched as he used his cock like a flogger and spanked her clit with it. Each tap sending Shelly’s thighs trembling as she moaned with each one.

“Please, just stick it in….please,” she pleaded. Then, with a realization that she was not being specific, she repeated, “Please just stick your cock in. Fuck me!”

The leader smiled to his group as Shelly pleaded with him. He then quickly shoved his cock into her in one fierce thrust. His balls made a wet slap against her ass cheeks as he bottomed out with this first thrust. Shelly’s moan came from deep within her as he held his cock in her fully. His weight trapping her thighs against her chest as he held her pinned between him and the bed.

“Is that what you want bitch?” he sneered.

Her head snapped back into the pillow as her moan deepened even further into a growl. She shook under him until he began to pull back. Her hips tried to follow him as she tried to keep his cock imbedded in her pussy.

He thrust back in sharply and pinned her again. In and out, he began to saw his cock into her spread pussy. Though she held her thighs tightly against her chest, Shelly soon began to hump her hips back into him with every downward thrust. Each buck of her hips attempted to get him even deeper into her now sloppy pussy. The wet slapping sound reverberated through the room.

Mr. Tattoo, impatient for his turn, came up to her head and stroked his cock. His pale ass prevented me from seeing Shelly’s face, but I could still hear her moans and gasps as the leader continued grudge fucking my wife.

“Hey Eddie, watch the bitch suck me,” Mr. Tattoo said aloud as Shelly’s moans stopped. I sat and watched as his ass cheeks tightened and pushed toward my wife. A sudden gagging sound filled my ears as my arms flexed in response. The chair shuddered as I fought to free myself, but the ties held fast.

Tattoo worked his hips back and forth in short thrusts as a second wet sound joined the staccato rhythm of Eddie, the leader, fucking my wife deeply. “Ungh,ungh, ungh”, I heard from the head of the bed. Tattoo’s cock burying itself in Shelly’s throat in rapid fire strokes changing her moans into guttural sounds of submission.

I listened to him throat fuck my wife harshly. The gurgling sound of his assault on Shelly’s throat was beating a faster pace against the slower, but incessant slaps of Eddie’s cock fucking her pussy. After several minutes of this, I suddenly realized that I had not even noticed how large Tattoo’s cock was. I hoped that it wasn’t as large as Eddie’s as I again glanced at Shelly’s hips thrusting up to meet the cock fucking her even faster. Tattoo’s hips sawed back and forth now in longer strokes as I saw his shoulders tightening again and again as he rocked her head back and forth with each thrust of his cock.

I turned away from the two men fucking my wife and saw that Jim was at the end of the bed, seemingly waiting his turn. His eyes were locked on the scene before him as he stroked his cock in anticipation. I lowered my gaze and watched his hand pump back and forth over his dick. “Oh shit.” I thought as I saw his hard black cock. It must have been 10 inches long. But what really made me fear for Shelly was its thickness. It was thicker than a beer can all along its length and its dark purple head was even thicker. I watched it swell every time he stroked his hand upward. My heart sank as I knew that, soon, Shelly’s pussy was going to be abused by that monster.

Dejectedly, I closed my eyes and let my head fall backwards. A thousand questions raced through my mind. “Where did these guys come from?” “How did they get in my house?” “Why was Shelly seemingly pleading for these men to fuck her?” All of these questions raced through my head like leaves in a tornado.

My head reeling with questions and my ears filled with the sounds of my wife’s abuse, I suddenly felt two hands grab my head and force it back to face the bed. “You better watch this wimp!” said a high pitched voice from behind me. I had forgotten about the fourth man. He had been the quietest and had not made much of an impression. But now, he held my head upright and forced me to take in the scene unfolding before me. His fingers dug into my scalp as he said, “I’ve seen too many teases like your wife. Well, tonight, her teasing is over, man. And you are going to watch it all!”

As I opened my eyes, I saw that Tattoo must have been finished. He stepped back away from Shelly and I saw her face. Her dark red lipstick was smeared all around her mouth. Saliva and cum dripped from the lower corner of her slack lips as she began to pant with each thrust from Eddie’s hips. As I watched her lick her lips and gather the remnants of Tattoo’s load, I saw her eyes open and find mine as I stared dumbly.

I started to ask her if she was alright. But, before I could get out the first word, I saw her lips curl up into a small smile. My own lips quivered but remained silent as she turned back toward Eddie and urged him on, “Come on baby. Pump me full!”

After several more hard, full thrusts, Eddie gave one final shove and held his cock in her fully. I watched as his thighs clenched and quivered as he did indeed fill my wife’s pussy. He grunted loudly several times as he pumped the last of his seed into her creamy depths. Shelly released her thighs and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him into her as hard as she ground her hips into him.

“MMMMMMMMM,” she moaned as her thighs trembled between her chest and his. “Oh yea!” she said as she rode out her orgasm on his pulsating cock. Her eyes shone with lust as she ground her clit against his pelvis in one last spasm.

I watched as the last vestiges of her climax faded away. Her face glowed with satisfaction as she traced small circles on his shoulders with her nails. A small purring sound came from her smiling lips and I knew that she had come hard. I had seen that same look on her face many times before, but never from this angle…..never without me.

I looked down and away from them dejectedly. Lost in the thoughts of my wife being satisfied by another, I hoped that the scary guy would not force my head back. Luckily, he didn’t. My gaze fell down into my lap and I saw my bound dick. Disgustingly, I watched it throb against the tie and I realized that I had been hard the entire time. A thin string of creamy fluid connecting the head of my cock to a small puddle of fluid between my legs betrayed my excitement. Filled with self-loathing, I realized that I had been rock hard and leaking throughout the whole scene. My mind fought to rationalize how this could be, but I could only admit that it was true. Somehow, even though I was terrified for both me and Shelly, I had also been excited.

As feelings of emasculation and despair began to darken my thoughts, I heard the bed springs groan. I opened my eyes to see Eddie push up off my wife. As his softening cock pulled out of her, Shelly’s pussy lips seemed to grip his shaft as if to keep it captured. She moaned with disappointment as he withdrew. Watching the last of his cock exit her pussy, I saw that it stayed open for several seconds before the inner edges winked together as if attempting to blow his cock an imaginary kiss goodbye.

Shelly slowly lowered her feet back to the bed and raised her arms above her head, crossing her wrists together at the top of the pillow. She relaxed her legs and let them fall open with a sigh. I watched as her pussy relaxed and a thick stream of cum oozed out and down to the sheets. With her eyes closed and a dreamy look on her face, Shelly ran one hand down her stomach and across her cunt. She ran a finger from the bottom of her pussy to her clit smearing the sticky fluid over it as she lightly rubbed her button in slow circles. A satisfied moan filled the room.

“Hey Jim. Look over here,” said the skinny guy that had forced me to watch Shelly’s fucking. I numbly turned toward his voice to see him lifting the towel from the bedside table. A heated flush burned my face as I heard the big black guy laugh loudly as we both saw what Skinny had found.

“Looks like the slut is kinky too!” Jim said as he stood and walked over to the toys I had laid out before we left for dinner.

Panic filled me as he lifted the large black dildo in his hands and looked at my wife. I saw Shelly open her eyes and take in the black dong the big black man held out towards her. I could see her brow furrow momentarily as she had to be wondering where this new toy came from. But, just a quickly, I saw her smile lustily up at him and give him a wink.

“Why bother with a replica when I can have the real thing,” she said in a low sultry voice.

My heart sank as I saw the huge black man place the dildo back on the table and start toward the top of the bed. My view of her was eclipsed by this dark giant as he stood beside the bed at her head.

Then, I saw the slender white fingers of one of her hands reach around and grab his ass cheek. Her fingers tightened slightly as she pulled him towards her. My heart was pounding in my chest as I saw the light catch the thin golden band on one pale finger.

I shut my eyes and heard the bedsprings signal that round two was soon to begin.

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