This will probably have to be a two-parter if people want to hear it all. This relationship started fun but became stressful in a strange way. If you have read my other accounts with Maria (silver medal nurse), you will have heard how a long-term fun fuckbuddy relationship soured as it stopped being NSA and she turned into a stalker, verging on bunny boiler status. So, I started scouring the hookup site I was on looking for some fun and potential replacements. One profile was extremely intriguing, so I sent a message. Den, short for Denise was an extremely busty lady whose profile said that the only orgasms she got was with her rabbit vibrator, she was seeking someone to make her come naturally. I sent a bragging message claiming I never left a partner unsatisfied, and I was sure I could give her orgasms. Initially there was no reply, not an unusual thing given the ratio of males to females on the site. After a week or so though I received messages from two earlier meets who had posted verifications on my profile, both had been contacted by Den, asking questions about my abilities. I assume their replies had been complimentary because a couple of days later I received a message inviting me to a get to know me meet up with Den and her husband on the Saturday evening. I agreed to go, to find out more about this intriguing woman.
Den is easy to describe, pictures and reality a close match. Imagine porn actress Lacey Starr, but with long hair down almost to the waist. Then add slightly bigger tits (38HH) which stood out from her chest, no need of a bra and no sag, absolute marvels, they would prove to be too big to handle with one hand, I needed both hands to lift one, so big and heavy and firm they were.
I arrived at their flat, Den opened the door, wearing a satin dressing gown, black, decorated with flowers, quite short, just above the knee, tied to display a generous amount of cleavage, which I found it difficult to look away from. She was about my height. She gave me a quick peck on the lips then took my hand to lead me to the living room. The chemistry of her presence, her pheromones was immediate and intense, I was fully hard just following her. In the living room she directed me to an armchair in one corner, she flopped down on the sofa, legs momentarily parting, flashing a bare hairless pussy to me. Her husband Paul appeared from the kitchen, carrying large glasses of white wine for us all and he took the other chair. I was early forties, Den nearly fifty, Paul early sixties.
Paul kicked off the chat. He and Den had been married for thirteen years. About ten years previously on holiday in Spain they had explored a swinger’s club, enjoyed it and since then had played with other couples on a frequent basis. They swapped every month with a young couple nearby, more for Paul because he really enjoyed fucking the woman who was Chinese. The young guy liked Den, especially her tits. The problem throughout was getting Den to orgasm. Paul confessed that he had made her cum twice, same as the young friend, but only using her rabbit. She then told me that she loved her rabbit and could easily orgasm with it several times a night, even squirting sometimes. I asked if she had ever orgasmed without, she said no, almost crying as she confessed that no cock, tongue, fingers or other toys had given her what the rabbit did. Feeling overconfident I said we would see that I had a good feeling, that chemical spark had me sure of myself. They both gave me doubting looks and commented that many had tried and failed. I shrugged and said that time would tell. We chatted for a while, I recounted some tales, we sipped the wine and relaxed in each other’s company. I noticed Paul checking his watch and at some point, he nodded to Den, who stood, came over to me and taking my hand led me out and to the bedroom. The bedroom was large, having two double beds. We passed the first one, Paul’s to the one furthest from the door. On the bedside table was a copy of Fifty Shades and the infamous rabbit. Den turned to face me, opened and dropped the robe moving close for a kiss. The kiss was passionate, nearly savage, tongues duelling, and that chemistry skyrocketed. I let my head drop to start kissing and sucking those huge tits as my right hand went between her legs. As my middle finger stroked her pussy lips it was quickly slick with pussy juices, she was soaking wet. I pushed that finger with the ring finger inside her, curled them up to stroke that rough patch that covered the g-spot, pressed my thumb onto her clit and gasped as my fingers were crushed as an orgasm ripped through her and she gushed over my crushed hand. Her legs gave way, and she flopped back onto the bed, tears falling from her bright blue eyes. I went to my knees, pushing my head between her thighs. In seconds my tongue was deep inside her, I used every trick I knew with lips, teeth and tongue to lick, bite and suck on labia and clit, taking her through two more orgasms, the second with a squirt of juices. As I rose to my feet, I pulled her body closer to the edge of the bed and slid my cock into her. She had her hand to her mouth, muffling her sobs as tears flowed freely from her eyes. I reached out ang grasped her nipples, pinching, pulling and twisting them as I carried on fucking her. I asked why she was crying and was told.
“I never knew it could be this good. You keep doing that to me and I will do anything you like; I will be your willing slut.”
I altered the angle of my thrusts, aiming for some upwards motion rather than pure depth. Den groaned in pleasure, moaning “Oh fuck! That’s my g-spot you are pounding. Fuck, cumming again” She did, gripping my cock so firmly I had to stop moving. As we calmed down Den asked me to strip off fully, I had only dropped my trousers so far, and to lay on Paul’s bed. As I stripped, Den pulled the duvet away revealing silk sheets, very nice as I lay on my back, cock pointing at the ceiling. Den quickly climbed up, straddling me and taking my hardness into her wet depths, riding me with abandon and lots of energy. I gripped her nipples and pulled on them alternately, controlling her ride by the pull on her nipples. “oh my god, you are perfect, its hitting my spot every time. I am yours, be my master, mark me as yours please” So saying, she leaned forward bringing her breasts to my mouth. She wanted me to suck and bite her tits to leave marks. I complied more than happy to claim her as my submissive slut. I left big red suck marks above and below each nipple.
I told her to carry on fucking me as I was getting close myself. I was very soon right on the precipice, the pressure in my balls almost painful. I grabbed her tits so hard it left finger marks, slammed my hips upwards and yelled as I exploded inside her. She screamed in response as she came, squirting over my stomach. She stayed on her knees with me inside her. There was a knock on the bedroom door and Paul’s head appeared, asking if she was ok. Den screamed at him.
“FUCK OFF PAUL. I am having real orgasms, leave me alone.”
Paul disappeared, a worried frown on his face. That made me chuckle and she smiled at me, she asked if I was free Tuesday afternoon. She worked mornings, Paul some afternoons. I agreed to visit Tuesday and Friday. The Friday was for something special she said but didn’t give details.
On the Tuesday she was naked when I arrived and we didn’t get as far as the bedroom immediately, fucking in the hallway, her squirting orgasms staining the pale carpet. In the bedroom, we ticked off some more firsts, she had never been fucked anally before, nor had her pussy fisted, so we ticked them off her wish list. She especially loved the anal. There was a list of other things she wanted to try, so I started some planning, but Friday was first and that was an eye opener.
Friday, I got to Den’s about 2, knocked on the door. She had been waiting, alerted by my car
She flung the door open, grabbed me and dragged me inside. She was naked and obviously highly excited as her inner thighs were wet with her juices. She immediately started snogging me like a mad woman, tearing at my clothes to get me naked. Taking hold of my cock, already hard, she led me into the bedroom. I was gob smacked to find Paul, naked, sitting on a chair to which he had been bound with silk ropes and he was gagged. Den flung herself onto her bed and begged me to make her cum, quick and hard and often. I dived between her legs, sucking on her clit, middle three fingers in her pussy, little finger in her arse. A couple of minutes of finger fucking had her screaming and squirting in pleasure, She looked at her bound husband and told him.
“This is how to pleasure me, I belong to him now, I am going to be his slut and sex slave, live with it wimp.” Paul looked like he was trying not to cry, or throw up in horror, but his cock said he was enjoying the show. I kissed Den, making sure Paul could see our tongues duelling. Then I whispered some instructions in her ear and watched as she slid off the bed and crawled over to her bound husband, taking his substantial cock into her mouth. Her massive tits looked fantastic dangling beneath her. Her backside was very inviting, both holes ready for me, wet from the juices she had sprayed, I knelt behind her and slid into her pussy, it was heavenly. I looked into Paul’s eyes which had a devastated look:
“Your wife’s beautiful cunt belongs to me now, if you want to fuck her you have to as my permission, ok?”. He nodded, crying. “She can suck you off whenever she wants” That received a deep moan from both of them. I altered my angle again, and slipped my thumb into Den’s arse, causing her to orgasm again, biting down on Paul’s cock. She looked up at her husband and asked him,
“Is seeing me brought to multiple orgasms a good anniversary present?”
Paul nodded and smiled, a happy cuckold. I was stunned that it was their anniversary, thinking quickly I decided more presents were needed. Den had been obedient and put her hair into a ponytail. I now wrapped it round my fist dragging her head off her husband’s cock and to mine. I ordered her to suck her juices off my cock and get it nice and wet. After 5 minutes or so her slobbering on my cock was beginning to drip saliva onto the carpet, so I pulled her to her feet, whispering into her ear. I spun her round to face Paul who had slumped down within his ropes, but his cock was still hard and upright. Prodding her forward by sticking my middle finger into her arse, she stepped forward and straddled Paul, sinking down on his cock. I reached around her and grunting with the effort lifted her tits up, manoeuvring them either side of Paul’s head and letting them rest on his shoulders. He looked to be in heaven as he started licking the valley between her tits. Den had started to ride him gently and it looked like he was struggling to control himself. I looked him in the eyes and said;
“Did your wife, my slut, tell you we spent Tuesday afternoon fucking?”. They both nodded yes.
“Did she tell you I took her anal virginity?”. He produced some tears as he shook a no.
“Well, You will be glad I did because for your anniversary present, you now get your first double penetration threesome” Not my first and confess I prefer the back door. With that I moved round and thrust my cock deep into Den’s back passage. She screamed in pleasure and came, juices flooding out over her husband’s balls. A few thrusts later, each banging against Paul through the thin membrane between tunnels I could feel Paul spurting inside his wife’s vagina. I pulled out of her arse with an audible pop and lined up a new target. This time I squeezed in beside Paul, a first double vaginal penetration for all of us. His spunk was a useful lubricant. Have to confess sliding against his cock as I pummelled Den’s pussy was a bit strange, but I managed to keep going for about 10 minutes until we all built to a simultaneous eruption. I rested leaning against her back for a couple of minutes before I moved out and away, Paul’s now soft cock also fell from her well stretched pussy and I watched as a mix of spunk and pussy juice leaked from her.
I bade farewell to Paul reminding him that he had helped his wife orgasm, which made him smile and that she was my slave and slut which didn’t. I promised I would see her in a few days for something special. She had a long list of fantasies to fulfil. With sufficient requests I will continue the tale of my new slut.
