I am continuing my story started in the thread titled Becoming Owned.
Because of the length, I'll start a new thread each month. The prior posts cn be found here
http://www.darkcavern.com/forums/showthread.php?t=15073
October 2, 2003
Sex between bobby and I was frequent and intense this
week. Last night was the most interesting. We
cuddled on the couch, and started talking about
Thursday. He asked me if I was looking forward to it.
He had grown harder before asking, and I was pretty
sure he had been thinking about it, and those thoughts
had made him hard. I said I was looking forward to
it, and grabbed his cock though his pants. "It looks
like you are excited about it to" I said with a
smile. He smiled and nodded yes.
I worked my hands under his pants, and dragged my
fingers across the cock head. "So tell me bobby, what
part do you find most exciting? Is it when I blow
Robert? When Roberts cums in my mouth? When he cums
inside me? Tell me bobby, what turns you one the
most?"
I didn't really expect a well thought answer -- just a
grunted "all" or "yeah". Instead bobby said "I've
been thinking about it. A couple of things really
turn me on. First, the black on white thing looks so
good. Your fair skin and his dark. Something about
that turns me on. Second, I like the way he tells you
what to do. Its a turn on that he takes charge
sexually. And third, when you beg it really gets me
excited."
He paused, and I remained silent, my fingers on his
cock, not sure what to say. He followed up with "So
does that make me weird, to like my wife doing that."
"No," I replied, "at least not weird in a bad way. I
think its great we're doing this, and you know it gets
me going as much as you. And if you ever want to
stop, we will." I laid a big sloppy kiss on him and
squeezed his cock a little more.
I got up, squeezing, and said "Time for bed little
boy". He followed me, and I told him to lie on the
bed, naked, face up, and don't move. I put on a sexy
nighty, came out, and said "Just lay back and enjoy
this." I sat on the bed,legs apart, and lifted his
head. I slid toward him so his head was resting on my
crotch, my legs on either side of his shoulders, and
gave him a scalp massage.
"So you like to see that black cock in me? Does it
turn you on to see me squirm when he cums? Have you
noticed how much he cums? Its so much, I can't hold
it all." Bobby was very very hard, and his cock
twitching.
"I wonder what Robert will have us do tomorrow? Where
will he screw me? In the kitchen? On the car? What
do you think bobby? Where would you like to see it?
And what about poor little bobby? Will he have me
help you? Are you going to cum in my hand again? or
on my back? Maybe he'll give you sloppy seconds. Is
that what you want bobby?"
He came. For him it was quite a bit. I rubbed it into
his chest, and he rolled over and ate me. As he ate,
I laid back, and imagined Robert deep inside me. I
was so horny from the dirty talk that I came quickly,
and we drifted off to a happy sleep.
After work I dressed up -- the restaurant was upscale.
I wore a red dress with a slit, a bra that made my
boobs look bigger, and my stockings. (I made a mental
note to get more stockings). Bobby suggested I forego
panties, but I could not bring myself to do so.
We drove to Robert's house, picked him up, and drove
to the restaurant. We had a very private booth at
dinner, and bobby and I sat across from Robert. As we
ate and carried on a normal conversation Robert
suddenly said "Bobby, what color are lisa's panties?"
"Black" he answered.
And, as if that had been a normal thing, the
conversation continued for a few more minutes. "Bobby,
slide your hand up that slit in lisa's dress, tell me,
is she wet." Bobby did as he was told and replied "A
little".
"Does she taste good?" Bobby licked his fingers --
"Yeah."
I know I was in a heightened state of arousal, in
anticipation of sex with Robert. But hearing them
talk about me that way was so intense. While I might
have been a little wet, I was rapidly becoming very
wet.
"Her boobs look bigger bobby. Why?"
"Its the bra-- its padded." Finally I said, "You know
I'm here, and can talk too."
"Quiet" Robert said. "I know your there, and you'll
know when I'm speaking to you." I looked down, at
once a little pissed and a lot excited.
"Bobby, check again -- how wet is she?"
"Very wet."
"You've got a very aroused wife on your hands, do you
think she'll be taken care of tonight?"
I'm sure she will be Robert"
"By whom bobby?"
"By you Robert"
And then the conversation returned to normal. I was
on a roller coaster. Getting excited, pulling back,
getting excited.
Dinner ended, and we went to the car. Bobby was
driving, and Robert said "Let me get that door for you
lisa" and opened the rear driver's door. I had ridden
in the front passenger seat on the way to dinner, and
was a little surprised. When Robert slid in next to
me, I was excited.
In the car Robert slid his hand under the slit, and
started rubbing my panties into my wet pussy. I
moaned, and Robert said "Do you hear that bobby?
Your wife seems a little excited. What kind of slut
is she?"
Bobby said "A good one", and tried to focus on the
road.
"Take them off."
I knew he meant the panties. "What? Here? Now?
Can't we do that at your house?"
"Take them off. Now."
So I somehow slid them off, over the stocking and over
my shoes. It was awkward in a back seat, but I did
it. I held them out for Robert.
We were driving in a rural area, and Robert said
"bobby, pull over." As he did, he said "lisa give
them to bobby, and bobby tell me, does that smell
like your wife is horny."
Bobby sniffed then and I nearly came. "Yeah, she's
horny."
"Then lets get to my house where the slut can be
satisfied."
We went directly to Robert's bedroom, and he told
bobby to strip, and lie on the bed. Then he had me
kneel over bobby, my pussy above his head, not
touching him. I was still in my dress, and it must
have been dark under there for bobby.
"Tell me if she drips bobby." My natural pussy would
have to be awfully wet to drip though the hair, so I
expected bobby to remain silent.
Robert started calling me a slut, and asked if I
wanted to be fucked, and generally getting me hornier.
At one point bobby said "No dripping yet, but I sure
can smell her sex."
Robert had me stay in position, and helped me take my
dress off. Then he stripped. He was hard (as was
bobby). he had me beg to have sex (he had me say fuck
a lot), until bobby came. Then, he said slide down on
bobby's face, grind into him. A few minutes of that
and I was so close to cumming.
Robert pulled me off, and had me kneel. This time I
was up on all fours, and he put the head of his cock
at my pussy. Just as he started to go in, and I was
enjoying the feeling he said "bobby, kiss your wife."
I said "No, we don't kiss after that. I mean when he
has my juice on his lips, I don't kiss him, and when I
have his cum on mine, we don't kiss." And Robert
pulled out. "Come on", I said, and tried to back into him.
Robert kept his cock away from me and said "Kiss him." I knew what he was doing. he was manipulating me using my lust and his cock. I liked it. The idea that he was controlling me was a turn on. So, against my normal practice, I kissed bobby.
As soon as I did Robert pushed his cock head into me. I moaned with delight, and bobby pushed his tongue into my mouth. He had been coated with my juice, and I could taste it. That was the first time I had ever tasted my own cum. The thought of it was, frankly, a turn off. But the knowledge that I was doing it because Robert had demanded it was a bigger turn on.
In no time at all I came. Hard and fast and long. Shortly after Robert came, and, because I was so sensitive from just cumming, it felt like every pump was shooting not just out the tip of his cock, but pushing at my pussy lips from the middle outward. It was very intense and was on the border between pleasure and pain.
After Robert laid down, and said "Get me hard again" I briefly wondered if he meant for me to use my mouth, but since he didn't get specific I used my hand. When he was hard he had me mount him. This was the first time I was on top with Robert, and it felt different. The angle made his cock push more toward the front of me. And because it was so long and so wide, I felt i much more than I'd ever felt a cock before.
As I rode him, bobby knelt behind me, between Roberts legs. bobby had his cocked pressed against my back, and his head was slightly above mine. He asked me what it felt like, and if I liked riding the big cock he asked if I minded tasting my cum, and if how he wished he had known long ago I was such a horny wench.
I was talking, but we weren't really responding to each other -- just both sort of doing a monologue. My talk was also dirty. I told him how the cock filled me, how I had swallowed Robert's cum last week. I talked about how horny I'd been.
Robert was fairly quiet, and after about 10 minutes he started to cum. At the same time he said "Cum with bitch." That set me off, and I had another orgasm -- this one was a little less intense, but lasted longer. As I finished i could feel bobby shake, cumming on my back.
We wrapped the night up, and agreed to meet next Friday. Robert said he'd work the details out with bobby.
Because of the length, I'll start a new thread each month. The prior posts cn be found here
http://www.darkcavern.com/forums/showthread.php?t=15073
October 2, 2003
Sex between bobby and I was frequent and intense this
week. Last night was the most interesting. We
cuddled on the couch, and started talking about
Thursday. He asked me if I was looking forward to it.
He had grown harder before asking, and I was pretty
sure he had been thinking about it, and those thoughts
had made him hard. I said I was looking forward to
it, and grabbed his cock though his pants. "It looks
like you are excited about it to" I said with a
smile. He smiled and nodded yes.
I worked my hands under his pants, and dragged my
fingers across the cock head. "So tell me bobby, what
part do you find most exciting? Is it when I blow
Robert? When Roberts cums in my mouth? When he cums
inside me? Tell me bobby, what turns you one the
most?"
I didn't really expect a well thought answer -- just a
grunted "all" or "yeah". Instead bobby said "I've
been thinking about it. A couple of things really
turn me on. First, the black on white thing looks so
good. Your fair skin and his dark. Something about
that turns me on. Second, I like the way he tells you
what to do. Its a turn on that he takes charge
sexually. And third, when you beg it really gets me
excited."
He paused, and I remained silent, my fingers on his
cock, not sure what to say. He followed up with "So
does that make me weird, to like my wife doing that."
"No," I replied, "at least not weird in a bad way. I
think its great we're doing this, and you know it gets
me going as much as you. And if you ever want to
stop, we will." I laid a big sloppy kiss on him and
squeezed his cock a little more.
I got up, squeezing, and said "Time for bed little
boy". He followed me, and I told him to lie on the
bed, naked, face up, and don't move. I put on a sexy
nighty, came out, and said "Just lay back and enjoy
this." I sat on the bed,legs apart, and lifted his
head. I slid toward him so his head was resting on my
crotch, my legs on either side of his shoulders, and
gave him a scalp massage.
"So you like to see that black cock in me? Does it
turn you on to see me squirm when he cums? Have you
noticed how much he cums? Its so much, I can't hold
it all." Bobby was very very hard, and his cock
twitching.
"I wonder what Robert will have us do tomorrow? Where
will he screw me? In the kitchen? On the car? What
do you think bobby? Where would you like to see it?
And what about poor little bobby? Will he have me
help you? Are you going to cum in my hand again? or
on my back? Maybe he'll give you sloppy seconds. Is
that what you want bobby?"
He came. For him it was quite a bit. I rubbed it into
his chest, and he rolled over and ate me. As he ate,
I laid back, and imagined Robert deep inside me. I
was so horny from the dirty talk that I came quickly,
and we drifted off to a happy sleep.
After work I dressed up -- the restaurant was upscale.
I wore a red dress with a slit, a bra that made my
boobs look bigger, and my stockings. (I made a mental
note to get more stockings). Bobby suggested I forego
panties, but I could not bring myself to do so.
We drove to Robert's house, picked him up, and drove
to the restaurant. We had a very private booth at
dinner, and bobby and I sat across from Robert. As we
ate and carried on a normal conversation Robert
suddenly said "Bobby, what color are lisa's panties?"
"Black" he answered.
And, as if that had been a normal thing, the
conversation continued for a few more minutes. "Bobby,
slide your hand up that slit in lisa's dress, tell me,
is she wet." Bobby did as he was told and replied "A
little".
"Does she taste good?" Bobby licked his fingers --
"Yeah."
I know I was in a heightened state of arousal, in
anticipation of sex with Robert. But hearing them
talk about me that way was so intense. While I might
have been a little wet, I was rapidly becoming very
wet.
"Her boobs look bigger bobby. Why?"
"Its the bra-- its padded." Finally I said, "You know
I'm here, and can talk too."
"Quiet" Robert said. "I know your there, and you'll
know when I'm speaking to you." I looked down, at
once a little pissed and a lot excited.
"Bobby, check again -- how wet is she?"
"Very wet."
"You've got a very aroused wife on your hands, do you
think she'll be taken care of tonight?"
I'm sure she will be Robert"
"By whom bobby?"
"By you Robert"
And then the conversation returned to normal. I was
on a roller coaster. Getting excited, pulling back,
getting excited.
Dinner ended, and we went to the car. Bobby was
driving, and Robert said "Let me get that door for you
lisa" and opened the rear driver's door. I had ridden
in the front passenger seat on the way to dinner, and
was a little surprised. When Robert slid in next to
me, I was excited.
In the car Robert slid his hand under the slit, and
started rubbing my panties into my wet pussy. I
moaned, and Robert said "Do you hear that bobby?
Your wife seems a little excited. What kind of slut
is she?"
Bobby said "A good one", and tried to focus on the
road.
"Take them off."
I knew he meant the panties. "What? Here? Now?
Can't we do that at your house?"
"Take them off. Now."
So I somehow slid them off, over the stocking and over
my shoes. It was awkward in a back seat, but I did
it. I held them out for Robert.
We were driving in a rural area, and Robert said
"bobby, pull over." As he did, he said "lisa give
them to bobby, and bobby tell me, does that smell
like your wife is horny."
Bobby sniffed then and I nearly came. "Yeah, she's
horny."
"Then lets get to my house where the slut can be
satisfied."
We went directly to Robert's bedroom, and he told
bobby to strip, and lie on the bed. Then he had me
kneel over bobby, my pussy above his head, not
touching him. I was still in my dress, and it must
have been dark under there for bobby.
"Tell me if she drips bobby." My natural pussy would
have to be awfully wet to drip though the hair, so I
expected bobby to remain silent.
Robert started calling me a slut, and asked if I
wanted to be fucked, and generally getting me hornier.
At one point bobby said "No dripping yet, but I sure
can smell her sex."
Robert had me stay in position, and helped me take my
dress off. Then he stripped. He was hard (as was
bobby). he had me beg to have sex (he had me say fuck
a lot), until bobby came. Then, he said slide down on
bobby's face, grind into him. A few minutes of that
and I was so close to cumming.
Robert pulled me off, and had me kneel. This time I
was up on all fours, and he put the head of his cock
at my pussy. Just as he started to go in, and I was
enjoying the feeling he said "bobby, kiss your wife."
I said "No, we don't kiss after that. I mean when he
has my juice on his lips, I don't kiss him, and when I
have his cum on mine, we don't kiss." And Robert
pulled out. "Come on", I said, and tried to back into him.
Robert kept his cock away from me and said "Kiss him." I knew what he was doing. he was manipulating me using my lust and his cock. I liked it. The idea that he was controlling me was a turn on. So, against my normal practice, I kissed bobby.
As soon as I did Robert pushed his cock head into me. I moaned with delight, and bobby pushed his tongue into my mouth. He had been coated with my juice, and I could taste it. That was the first time I had ever tasted my own cum. The thought of it was, frankly, a turn off. But the knowledge that I was doing it because Robert had demanded it was a bigger turn on.
In no time at all I came. Hard and fast and long. Shortly after Robert came, and, because I was so sensitive from just cumming, it felt like every pump was shooting not just out the tip of his cock, but pushing at my pussy lips from the middle outward. It was very intense and was on the border between pleasure and pain.
After Robert laid down, and said "Get me hard again" I briefly wondered if he meant for me to use my mouth, but since he didn't get specific I used my hand. When he was hard he had me mount him. This was the first time I was on top with Robert, and it felt different. The angle made his cock push more toward the front of me. And because it was so long and so wide, I felt i much more than I'd ever felt a cock before.
As I rode him, bobby knelt behind me, between Roberts legs. bobby had his cocked pressed against my back, and his head was slightly above mine. He asked me what it felt like, and if I liked riding the big cock he asked if I minded tasting my cum, and if how he wished he had known long ago I was such a horny wench.
I was talking, but we weren't really responding to each other -- just both sort of doing a monologue. My talk was also dirty. I told him how the cock filled me, how I had swallowed Robert's cum last week. I talked about how horny I'd been.
Robert was fairly quiet, and after about 10 minutes he started to cum. At the same time he said "Cum with bitch." That set me off, and I had another orgasm -- this one was a little less intense, but lasted longer. As I finished i could feel bobby shake, cumming on my back.
We wrapped the night up, and agreed to meet next Friday. Robert said he'd work the details out with bobby.