She thought that if she was lucky she could get him to let her live out her deepest darkest fantasy in real life. She had never turned down any request that he had, but it wasn't until she started reading those stories online that she realized that she really did want to be his slut and do whatever he wanted her to do.
As the credits rolled on the movie they were watching, Camilla Davidson rolled over and began running her hand up and down her husbands leg. She was perpetually horny and her husband loved her for it since he was as well.
“Honey”, she purred. “Can we do a little role playing tonight?”
Mark looked at his gorgeous wife with her full pouting lips and long brown hair and said, “Anything for you babe. What have you got in mind?”
The normally boisterous and unflappable Camilla looked at him and chewed her bottom lip which he found sexy as hell. “Well, I have been doing some reading lately online and came across some stories that have really turned me on so much it isn't funny.”
“Oh really?”
She looked down at her hands which were twisting the sheets nervously and almost whispered, “Yes, sir.”
“And, what were these stories about?” Her husband was truly curious at this point. His wife never showed that she was nervous and now that she was he was intrigued.
“Um, well, they, uh, they are about a woman that is a total slut for her husband.”
“Excuse me? A slut for her husband? What does that mean exactly?” Mark was more and more curious than ever now. What was she trying to say? Did she really want to do this or was it all just a role she wanted to play for the night?
Camilla was starting to get a little more animated now that Mark hadn't shut her down and totally dismissed the idea completely. She thought that if she was lucky she could get him to let her live out her deepest darkest fantasy in real life. She had never turned down any request that he had, but it wasn't until she started reading those stories online that she realized that she really did want to be his slut and do whatever he wanted her to do.
“Yes. I want to be a slut for you. For real.” She was nervous again when she said, “I want to do whatever you want me to do sexually. If you want to fuck me in the ass while watching the evening news, I would do it. If you invited your buddies over to watch the game and wanted me to let them eat snacks off my naked body on the coffee table, I would do it. You don't know how much it turns me on to do whatever you want me to do.”
Holy shit! Mark couldn't believe what he was hearing. His loving wife wanted to do for him what he had always fantasized about. He was like most guys and wanted a woman that would do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted to do it. He wasn't sure about including anyone else in the picture, but he definitely wanted her to do this for him.
“Are there any restrictions to what you would be willing to do?”
Camilla was smiling now and the nervousness she was showing before had been replaced by a radiant smile and a nervous energy that could almost be felt in the room. “There are a few restrictions. I won't do anything illegal. No sex with anyone underage. Nothing that could get either of us arrested. And this is important, No women. I love you and want to do this for you, but I won't do women. I tried it once in high school and it actually made me sick.”
Mark was stunned. Apparently she had thought this out and was really willing to do it. He couldn't wait to see where this could go.
“Would you fuck anyone I told you to fuck?”
“Yes.”
Would you enjoy it?”
“Yes.”
“Would you only do it if I was there to see it?”
“Absolutely. It would be cheating otherwise.”
“Okay. I am not saying yes, but I am not saying no. I need a couple of days to think about this.”
“I understand.”
“No, I don't think you do. You are telling me that I can tell you to fuck some other man and that you would enjoy it. You are my wife. How am I supposed to ever tell you to do that?”
The light had gone out of her eyes for a brief moment before they lit up again and she said, “If you don't want me to fuck anyone else, just don't tell me to fuck them. If you want me to parade around the house naked or in next to nothing when your friends are over just to tease them, then tell me that is what you want me to do. I am YOUR slut. I am here to please YOU and do whatever YOU want me to do. That is what gives ME pleasure, pleasing YOU.”
Mark really did want to spend a couple of days thinking about this. Not because he couldn't decide if he was to let her do this. He knew he did. He really wanted the time to figure out just what he wanted her to do. He had to admit to himself that he really did have the best wife ever.
“Well, until I make a final decision, which I will let you know about Monday after work, suck my cock slut!”
Camilla moved faster than he could ever remember seeing her move and instantly inhaled his cock to the base, something she had never done before although she had tried numerous times. Mark laid back with his hands behind his head as his wife, no, slut, tried to suck the sheets off the bed through his engorged cock. Her loud slurping and moaning around his cock was turning him on like nothing ever had. She really did want to be his slut and he was a happy man because of it.
He wanted to see how far she was willing to go with a simple test. He had always loved to watch women masturbate and had asked her to do it once when he was drunk but she refused. He didn't know if it was because she didn't want to or because he was drunk, but her never asked her to do it again. That was about to change. He grabbed her by the head and forcefully shoved his cock down her throat a couple of times before he pulled her off and pushed her back. The bewildered look on her face almost made him laugh, but he stopped himself.
He stood up and moved to the foot of the bed and then told her as he began to slowly stroke himself, “Play with your pussy for me slut. Make yourself cum.”
He watched as she laid back on the pillows that had been propping them up watching their movie and spread her legs to show him her sopping wet, hairless cunt. He could easily see the moisture leaking from her and trickling down her meaty thighs. Her eyes never left his as she spread herself open with her left hand and began to spread her juices around her cunt with her right. When she felt she was wet enough she began to rub her clit with little circles.
“You like that baby? Do you like watching your slut play with her pretty pussy? You like how wet I am for you? I bet you want to shove that giant cock in my pussy too, don't you?” Her fingers never stopped moving and her hips had begun to lift to increase the pressure she was putting on her clit.
Mark just stood at the foot of the bed in awe. He couldn't remember his cock ever being harder and couldn't believe that he was actually witnessing his wife masturbate. Life was good. He also knew that it was about to get a whole lot better.
“Keep going slut”, he told her as he stepped over to his nightstand and picked up his phone. “I'm going to record this for posterity.”
Camilla got even wetter at the prospect of her husband taking pictures of her in such a position. She had never taken pictures of herself or even wanted them to be taken, but if that is what he wanted to do then she would go along with it like a good slut.
Her eyes closed as she felt the stirring of and orgasm deep in her body. She heard Mark walk back to his vantage point at the end of the bed but had yet to hear a shutter click from his phone. She felt the bed move and opened her eyes only to find that he was kneeling on the bed with his cock bobbing up and down in front of her with a pearl of pre-cum glistening at the end. He had his phone pointed directly at her cunt and apparently was taking a video of her masturbating. She was humiliated that he would do something like that and was turned on even more so.
Her right hand began to rub her clit harder and faster as she plunged two fingers from her left hand deep inside her slimy twat. Her huge breasts rose and fell with every breath and they could both hear the squishing sounds her cunt made as she abused it.
“Don't you dare cum until I tell you to slut! I want to see that pussy erupt!”
What! She couldn't cum? Oh no! She knew she was getting close and now she was going to have to hold off until he gave her permission. She slowed her hands noticeably.
“Don't stop! Keep pounding that twat slut! You don't slow down unless I tell you to.”
He was getting more and more excited knowing that she was doing what he wanted. He continued to film her fucking herself with her fingers and didn't dare touch his cock for fear that he would erupt the moment he did. He watched as she tried to control her breathing to hold off the orgasm that he knew was coming.
He propped the phone up on the nightstand pointing at her and got between her legs with his cock in hand. He didn't want to be distracted by it for what he knew was about to happen. Her body was nearly quivering and she was bouncing around trying to keep going and trying not to cum at the same time. They both knew it was a losing battle she she was doing her best to hold off. When he knew that it was a foregone conclusion that she was about to cum he started stroking his cock.
“CUM SLUT!”, he shouted as his own orgasm began.
“FUUUUUUCK!”, she wailed as he pussy began spraying him. As the first droplet hit his chest he began to shoot his load all the way to her face. Her open mouth seemed like a target and he did his best to aim for it. He didn't hit it directly but did manage to get the first shot on her face.
Her body was convulsing as she sprayed him and he thought it was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. His orgasm was but a few shots of pearly white cum that hit her face first and then her bodacious tits. The last two shots landed on her stomach and then just above her spasming cunt.
Nearly ready to fall over, Mark managed to crawl up beside his wife and lay on his his side watching her come down from an amazing orgasm. He pinched her swollen nipples gently as aftershocks continued to shake her body for several minutes.
When she was finally breathing normally again she turned her sweat soaked head and looked him in the eyes. “That was the most amazing thing ever. Thank you baby.” She then proceeded to shove her tongue in his mouth before stopping abruptly and saying, “We have stuff to do tomorrow. We better get cleaned up so we can get some sleep.”
They managed to get up and get in the shower on shaky legs and get each other clean with just a minimum of playing around. They were both too spent for it. When they were both clean and dry they climbed into bed naked and pulled the covers over themselves. Mark snuggled up behind his wife and put his arm over her. She grabbed his hand and moved it to her chest and pushed her ass against his now flaccid cock. As soon as she was comfortable she was asleep and he was right behind her with a smile on his face.
Saturday dawned and Mark work up to the most pleasant feeling of something warm gently stroking his swollen cock. He lifted the covers to see his Camilla's head bobbing up and down before he felt something tickle his balls. Without warning his orgasm ripped through his body and he could only grunt as his body seized up. Camilla swallowed all that he had to offer before tossing off the covers and springing from the bed.
“Good morning honey,” she said as she found a stray drop of his cum on her chin and wiped it off with her finger and then cleaned her finger off with her mouth. “Mmmmmm, delicious. Do you want pancakes for breakfast?”
Mark was nearly speechless but managed to croak out, “Uh, sure.”
Camilla walked out of the room completely naked and headed for the kitchen. Mark finally managed to get his legs working and went to the bathroom to take care of his morning routine. He then grabbed a pair of basketball short and pulled them on with no underwear and followed his wife to the kitchen.
Camilla was at the counter mixing the pancake batter and already had a couple of plates out and the pan on the stove. Mark just took a seat at the table so that he could watch her as she worked. Her ass jiggled as she mixed the batter and he knew that her giant tits were doing the same thing.
As she poured the batter in the pan she asked him, “Are you still going to get that new lawn mower today?”
“Yeah. The grass is getting rather shaggy and I don't want the neighbors to start complaining.”
She glanced over her shoulder at him and said, “Yeah, me neither. I have a load of housework to take care of, so I guess I can do that while you are getting the yard done.”
As she brought the first plate of pancakes to the table with a bottle of syrup Mark asked, “Are you going to get dressed at any point today?”
Camilla looked at him with a little smirk and said, “Only if you tell me to. I kind of like being naked around the house.”
He wasn't going to argue with her. He loved seeing his wife naked and as long as she wasn't planning on going out anywhere he didn't see what harm that could come from her cleaning naked.
“Just make sure you put something on if you go outside,” he said with a mouthful of pancakes.
Camilla came to the table with her plate of pancakes and covered them with syrup as she told Mark, “I am going to take care of all the housework today so that I can go do a little grocery shopping tomorrow. Do you need anything?”
“Not that I can think of. I do have a couple things I want to go get myself, but they aren't at the grocery store. If I think of anything I will let you know.”
Mark was just about finished with his pancakes and was about to get up when he felt her bare foot start rubbing up and down his leg. He soon felt her foot gently massaging his rapidly swelling cock through his shorts. He froze like a deer in the headlights. He didn't want to move for fear that she would stop. Soon he felt her foot retreat only to feel it a moment later working it's way inside his shorts. By this time his cock was fully engorged and Camilla could feel it throbbing as she rubbed her foot over it.
As fast as it had began it was over and Camilla quickly scooted her chair back and ducked under the table. Mark felt her grab his cock through his shorts with one hand as she pulled the elastic waistband down with the other. She freed his cock from his shorts and almost immediately he felt her mouth engulf him for the second time that morning and he was loving every minute of it.
She took her mouth off him and began to lick the shaft. She started at the base and drew her tongue up one side and swirled it around the head before repeating the process on the other side. Once it was well coated in her saliva she began slowly stroking him and she nursed on the head making sure to let her tongue flick back and forth over the sensitive area just under the head.
He rested his hands on the back of her head as his hips began to make small thrusting motions like he was actually fucking her. The feeling was intense. They had played around all over the house before, but she had never given him head while he sat at the kitchen table.
All of a sudden it dawned on him what she was doing. She wanted to be his slut and do whatever he told her to do and he had not told her to suck his dick either time this morning. Instead of sliding his chair back he pushed the table away from them and uncovered her. She had his most precious possession in her mouth and he didn't want to move too suddenly and cause it harm.
He grabbed her by the back of the head and she stopped moving. She thought he was about to fuck her face like she wanted, but instead, he pulled her up just hard enough to not hurt her too badly.
He looked her in the eyes and asked, “Did I tell you to suck my cock?”
The look of shock on her face was priceless. She looked down and whispered, “No.”
“Stand up.”
She immediately stood up, but continued to stare at the floor.
“Get his mess cleaned up and the table back where it should be while I get dressed.”
Mark went to their room and got dressed and when he got back to the kitchen Camilla was standing there like she didn't know what to do after she had put the table back and cleaned everything else up. Mark grabbed her gently by the head and kissed her deeply.
“I am heading out to get the mower. I will be back in about an hour or two.”
He didn't yell at her or punish her like she was hoping and the look of disappointment on her face showed. Mark got in his truck thinking about all the fun he was going to soon be having with his beautiful wife.
Since he did really want to get the yard taken care of he went straight to the big box home improvement store and bought the new lawn mower that he wanted. He got it loaded in his truck and went straight home. Since he new Camilla was going to be in the house cleaning and doing it naked, he avoided going inside. He gassed up the mower and got to work. Two hours later, after mowing, trimming, and blowing, he was done and needed a shower.
He entered the house to find his wife putting clothes in the dryer. His cock was immediately hard when he saw her naked ass looking at him as he walked through the back door into the laundry room. Without warning he walked up behind Camilla as she was stretching to get something out of the washer and slid his cock deep inside her.
At that moment she moaned, “FUUUCK!”
Mark proceeded to pound her until, in his over excited state, he busted his nut and left her wanting.
“I am going to take a shower slut. Give me five minutes and then come wash my back.” he walked down the hallway without waiting for a response.
Camilla's pussy was dripping wet. For her husband to use her for his own satisfaction was a major turn on for her. She checked the clock on the microwave in the kitchen and after five minutes exactly she went to the bathroom to do as she was told.
She entered the bathroom and pulled the shower curtain back to see her husband standing there stroking his hard cock. She couldn't believe that he was hard again so soon. He was never hard that soon after fucking her normally.
“Get your clothes off and get in her slut.”
Camilla wasted no time getting her clothes off and joining her husband in the shower. As she got in her grabbed her and proceeded to check her tonsils with is tongue. As their tongues battled for supremacy she felt him grab her ass and she did likewise to his. His erection was pinned between their wet bodies and she made sure to move her body against it as much as possible.
As their kissing intensified Mark pulled away from her and grabbed her head to look into her eyes. “I love you Cam. You know that, right?”
“In this situation the name is Slut, and I love you too!”
Their bodies collided once more and they proceeded to relieve the stress from each other in a way that was enjoyable to both. As the water began to turn cold Mark turned it off and they got out and dried each other off.
Since they had other stuff that had to be done Mark said, “We will continue this tonight.”
They got dressed and went about there day as if nothing had happened.
That night, as the got in the bed, Camilla found that her husband was under the covers naked. With a smile she peeled of her nightgown and they proceeded to test the integrity of the construction of their bed.
Mark found himself alone in bed Sunday morning when he awakened. He got dressed for the day before he made his way to the kitchen where he found a note from Camilla and a freshly brewed pot of coffee. She had gone to the grocery store and told him to text her if he thought of anything he needed.
He couldn't think of anything so he got in his truck and went to run a few errands of his own. His first stop was the liquor store since he thought he may need a little liquid courage to do what he had planned for her Monday after work. His next and final stop was at an adult toy store where he bought several item that he soon hoped to put to use.
After he got home he went in and kissed his wife and helped her put groceries away. He grabbed her ass a couple of times and then went to the living room to watch television for a while.
They spent the rest of the day preparing for the work week before retiring to bed. Mark snuggled up to Camilla before grabbing a tit in his hand. He kissed her just behind the ear and told her he loved her before he drifted off to sleep.
Monday morning at work Marked tracked down one of the older guys in the shop named Dave.
“Morning Dave.”
“Morning.” Dave looked at Mark as though he knew something was coming. While they were friendly, he and Mark never really talked a lot outside of stuff related to work. What Dave didn't know was Mark had talked to Dave's son-in-law Jonathan, who worked with them as well, and found out that Dave had a rather open relationship with his wife.
“Dave, I know we don't talk a whole lot, but I do talk with Jonathan quite a bit.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Dave could not for the life of him figure out what this conversation was about or where it was going.
“Some of the stuff that he told me, in confidence of course, leads me to believe that you may be able to help me.”
Dave's curiosity was peaked at his point. “What is it you think I may be able to help you with, if it isn't work related?”
Mark was a little hesitant to say anything until he looked around and noticed no one was even close to them. “Well, I was talking to someone over the weekend and she, well, uh, she, uh, she kind of said that she wants to be my slut.”
Dave was shocked to say the least. He always took Mark for a very vanilla fellow and never expected to hear him talking about anything like this.
“What were you wanting me to help you with? That sounds like a dream come true to most guys.”
Mark sighed, “It is. The problem is, I am not exactly sure how to go about making her my slut.”
Dave laughed at the obvious discomfort of his much younger co-worker. “Hell son, that's easy. If you want her to do something, just tell her to do it. Want a blowjob, tell her to suck your cock. Want to fuck her in the ass, tell her get the lube and bend over. Shit boy, sluts are easy. You want it and they want to give it to you. If you think your buddy that is visiting needs a blowjob, tell your slut to suck his cock and she will, no questions asked.”
Mark was dumbfounded. “It's really that easy?”
“Absolutely. Now, the one thing you have to remember is this, a good slut wants to please you, and you alone. Yes, they will get off of, usually, doing whatever it is you tell them to do, but the real thrill comes from pleasing you. If you are pleased they aren't, they are fucking ecstatic.”
“Do I have to do anything special?”
Dave looked at mark and said, “Nope. Just tell them what you want them to do. Now, that being said, what they want to do is please you sexually. If you tell your slut to change the oil in your truck she is liable to tell you to go fuck yourself. She is still a woman and they are known to do what they want to do.”
“Don't I know it,” Mark laughed.
“Am I to assume someone wants to be a slut for you. Your wife perhaps?”
Sheepishly Mark admitted, “Yeah. She told me over the weekend. It excites the hell out of me, but I am scared as hell too.”
Dave was confused. “Why are you scared?”
“What if she discovers she loves fucking someone else more than me?”
Dave put his hand on Marks shoulder like old guys are known to do before they impart great wisdom on someone younger than themselves. “You will never have to worry about her falling in love with someone else and leaving you for them. If she admitted to you that she wants to be your slut then you have nothing to worry about. By her admitting that to you, it shows that she trusts you completely and without reservation. As your slut she knows that she is at your mercy and she has to do whatever you tell her to do sexually. That takes a lot of trust.”
Dave was nodding in understanding.
“Like I said, she trusts you and she is not likely to give that up any time soon. She trusts you to look out for her. That is not something women take lightly, especially a good slut.”
Mark felt as though a great load had been lifted off his shoulders. He clapped Dave on the shoulder and said, “Thanks Dave. I really appreciate it.”
Mark headed to his work station with a spring in his step and knew just what he was going to do tonight when he got home.
Camilla was as nervous as a person could be all day as she dealt with the children she taught. She could only hope that Mark was going to take her up on his offer. He had sort of tried to get into the swing of things over the weekend after he told he that he would think about it, and she had to admit, he had done a pretty good job so far.
She was pretty sure he was going to agree as soon as she had asked him, but whatever he told her today would make it official. Good or bad, she couldn't wait to get home and find out.
Mark knew that Camilla got home before him most days, so he called and told her that he would be running a few minutes late. Since he was the senior guy in the shop he told his boss that he had to leave a little early today and took off at lunch. He had done some window shopping the day before, in case his conversation with Dave went well, and now he just had to go get the things he had found.
He was done a lot sooner than he thought he was going to be and decided to get ready to have fun with his slut when she got home. He showered and shaved and dressed in just a loose pair of shorts and a t-shirt before starting dinner. He was no gourmet chef and dinner consisted of lasagna and garlic bread out of the freezer. He even set the table with a candle in the middle to set a romantic mood.
When Camilla walked in the house she could smell the food. She knew that Mark was home because his truck was in the driveway and she wondered why he was home before her if when he said he was going to be working late. She stopped asking questions when she walked in the kitchen and saw him sitting at the table with dinner waiting on her and a candle lit.
He stood up and walked up to her before taking her hands in his and kissing her tenderly on the mouth. He then pulled back and looked her in the eyes and said, “I expect my slut to be naked if she is in the house.”
Clothes went flying as Camilla nearly ripped her clothes off. Tears were running down her cheeks and she was smiling so big Mark thought her face might break. In mere moments she was as naked as the day she was born. As soon as she was naked she jumped into her husbands arms and began a toe curling kiss.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you. Oh my God! I love you baby! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Kisses rained down on him as he held her up by her nearly perfect naked ass.
Mark sat Camilla on the edge of the table and then stood back to look at her. She was absolutely beautiful. True, she had a couple more pounds on her than your typical super model, but he loved that about her. There was something there to grab hold of as he was slamming his cock into her dripping sex.
Smiling at her while he admired her figure perched on the very table they were about to eat at, he couldn't help but notice the lust in her eyes.
“Your name, unless told otherwise or you are at work, is now Slut, regardless who is here. Do you understand?”
Camilla looked at the ground in front of Mark, because a good slut doesn't look her master in the eyes when she is speaking to him, and replied, “Yes sir.”
“The proper answer would be yes Master. Even if your parents are here, you are Slut and I am Master. Do you understand?”
“Yes Master.” Mark could see the obvious signs of her arousal as he noticed a line of her moisture beginning to puddle on the table top.
Mark stepped back and said, “On your knees Slut and I will let you have an appetizer before dinner.”
Camilla's eyes lit up as she grasped his meaning and in a blink of an eye she was on her knees in front of him with her mouth open ready to receive his cock. Marks cock had sprung to attention the moment she had started stripping her clothes off so there was no need to wait. He dropped his shorts where he stood and immediately shoved his rock hard cock in his Slut's mouth.
Her lips tightened around his shaft and he began fucking her face in earnest. She moved to put her hands on his waist and her told her, without stopping his assault on her mouth, to put her hands behind her back and not to move until he was done.
She did as she was told and it only intensified his love for her to see her in such a submissive position. He drove his cock into her throat and she only gagged once since she was normally able to deep throat his slightly above average cock at will on a normal basis. He could actually see her trembling from her excitement. Just as he was getting close he pulled his cock from her face and smacked her across the face with it and she groaned. She was loving the humiliation.
“Now, stand up and grad your ankles.”
She readily complied and he slid his cock into her sopping wet pussy without any warning. She groaned at the intrusion but otherwise remained silent. She was there for his pleasure and it was obvious to her that he was, indeed, very pleased.
While pounding her pussy Mark dripped some saliva onto her puckered star and began to massage her forbidden orifice with his index finger. He had fucked her in the ass a time of two but it wasn't really her thing, normally. He could feel her pushing back as he began to slide his finger in and out of her tight ass repeatedly. Without warning, again, he pulled both his finger and cock free and immediately sunk his throbbing erection into her bowels. She grunted and then immediately went into her first small orgasm of the evening.
After pounding her ass for a few minutes, Mark felt his orgasm approaching fast. He pulled and out said, rather loudly and forcefully, but not in too loud a voice, “Knees.”
Camilla spun around and dropped to her knees with her hands behind her back and her mouth ready and waiting. Mark shoved his ass flavored cock in her mouth once again and began fucking her face like a man possessed. Just a few strokes later he grabbed her head and held his cock in her mouth just deep enough to not choke her as he began to unload his first orgasm of the night.
Her lips tightened around his shaft once again and she began to suck his cum from his balls. When he had shot his last volley, Camilla then began to clean his cock with her mouth. When he was sufficiently clean she sat back on her heels and smiled.
“Thank you Master. Would you care to have a seat and let your Slut serve you dinner now?”
“As a matter of fact I would. Oh, and while we are eating, we are going to discuss the party I am going to be having in a couple of weeks.”
Camilla's face lit up and her eyes sparkled with glee. “Yes Master.”