Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
BDSM: My Wife's Submission EP25

Needing no further encouragement, he drove his cock balls deep into her pussy, and after several hard strokes, pulled out and placed the tip against her puckered asshole. With a look of pure joy on his face, Rob began to work the tip of his cock into Debbie's ass. With a grimace on her face Debbie tried to focus on pleasuring the pussy in front of her, but Rob's cock was so big and he was pushing so hard, that she was having difficulty staying on task. SLAP

A hard slap to her face brought her back in focus, as she quickly renewed her efforts on Amy's pussy. By this point, Rob had worked half of his length into Debbie's ass and was grunting with the exertion required to get the rest of it in. Seeing this Amy directed, "grab the hairbrush hon. Use it on her ass to encourage her to open her asshole up for you."

Rob grabbed the discarded brush and began smacking Debbie's ass each time he thrust in. With this new encouragement to her already bruised and sore ass, Rob finally managed to bury the entire length of his cock into Debbie's tight asshole. Taking a moment to savor the feeling of having his cock buried in another woman's ass, Rob stopped beating Debbie's ass and stood motionless for several seconds, with a look of pure bliss on his face. He had fantasized about this moment for so many years, and had actually given up hope of ever knowing what it would feel like, since his wife had repeatedly refused his requests over the years. But now, he had not only cum in another woman's mouth but was fucking one in the ass too. It was the best birthday gift he could have ever received.

Looking up at her husband and seeing the dreamy far-off expression on his face, Amy knew she had made the right decision in accepting Carl's gift of Debbie. She had no idea what the future would hold with that couple, but she certainly hoped it would include the continued sharing of Debbie. When her husband finally refocused on his surroundings, he noticed with a start his wife staring at him intently. With a grin he mouthed the words 'thank you', to which Amy mouthed back 'I love you'.

"Now honey, I want you to fuck that ass as hard as you can. I want you to fuck it so hard, that this stupid whore won't be able to sit down for a week. Teach her what a dirty little slut she is," she directed.

Needing no further encouragement from her, Rob dropped the hairbrush and, grabbing Debbie's hips, began pounding Debbie's asshole with everything he had. Each stroke he withdrew as far as he could before hammering it home until his nutsack smacked against Debbie's abused pussy and his cock was completely buried to the hilt. His thrusts were so powerful that the entire bed shook each time he hit home and the headboard began smacking against the wall. Debbie was mewling and crying out with pain as Rob began to increase the tempo of his thrusts. He was concentrating and working so hard that a sheen of sweat began to coat his hard body.

The sounds and sensations were beginning to have a strong impact on Amy. She had never had her pussy eaten by another woman and had certainly never been in the situation she found herself in now. Sensing her husband was building towards his second orgasm of the night, Amy refocused on Debbie and began to encourage her further. "That's it whore. Take that big cock up your ass. You know that's your purpose in life. You were put on this earth to serve others and to have as many cocks rammed down your throat and up your ass as possible." Pulling her knees up to her chest Amy ordered, "now tongue my ass. Work your tongue into my asshole and fuck it. Oh God, that's it whore. Lick my cunt and ass." Despite her cries of pain, Debbie's breathing had become labored and it was soon evident that she was going to have another orgasm from her rough treatment. "You see that honey? The whore likes the pain so much, that she's going to have another orgasm," Amy remarked. This just seemed to drive her husband even wilder and his pounding thrusts quickened until his hips were practically a blur. Debbie's tongue was also having the desired effect on Amy and she found herself rapidly approaching an orgasm. "Don't cum in her ass hon," Amy directed to her husband before it was too late. "I want you to shoot your load all over this whore's face. I think that would be a nice parting gift for this dirty slut." With a roar, Rob picked the pace up even more. Sweat was now pouring down all over his body, as his muscles strained from the exertion.

These last words seemed to also have an effect on Debbie because with a strangled cry she began to buck and writhe on the bed as another powerful orgasm ripped through her battered and bruised body. Grabbing a handful of hair, Amy drove her pussy hard into Debbie's face and let loose with her own orgasm covering Debbie's face with her own cum and pussy juices.

Seeing and hearing the two women in front of him having orgasms was all Rob needed to push him over the edge as well. With another roar, Rob grabbed his cock and rushing around to the other side of the footboard, scrambled up onto the bed and, grabbing a handful of Debbie's hair, roughly turned it until she was facing his throbbing erection. He then let loose the largest and most powerful orgasm of his life. Spurt after spurt of sticky white cum began to shoot out of his cock and cover every single inch of Debbie's flushed face. When he had completely covered the whore's face with cum, he began shooting streams of cum into her hair as well. After what seemed to him like hours of cumming, Rob finally shot the last load into Debbie's hair before releasing his hold on her head and sitting back on the bed in exhaustion.

Grabbing the camera, Amy took multiple photos of Debbie's cum covered face before climbing off the bed and walking behind Debbie to photograph her stretched and abused asshole. All in all, she felt she had a pretty good collection of photos for her and husband to remember this evening by. Bending down, she untied Debbie's ankles from the posts of the footboard, and then instructed, "get up whore. I don't want your filthiness dirtying my bed."

With her arms still fastened to the back of her neck, Debbie found it extremely difficult to pull herself out from between the rails of the footboard. When she had finally managed to extricate herself and turned toward her tormentor, Amy reached up and grabbed Debbie's nipple between thumb and forefinger and began leading her through the house towards the front door. When they stood before the front door, Amy released her hold on Debbie's nipple, opened the door and instructed, "go home whore. Show your owners what a dirty little slut you've been." With a shocked look on her face, Debbie realized that Amy wanted her to run home when she was completely naked. And not only was she naked and completely covered in cum, but her hands were still fastened behind her head causing her breasts to jut out obscenely. Seeing that Amy was not going to relent she reluctantly turned toward the open door and stepped across the threshold into the cool evening. Debbie knew it was late and was probably approaching dawn, but couldn't be absolutely sure as she hadn't thought to check a clock as she was being led around the house by her tender nipples.