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A Birthday Present For Her Lover

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blue179

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After many years of cuckolding my husband he has admitted that one of the most intensely erotic parts for him is when I make him serve my lover. He loves the idea of being a slave, a convenience, an amusement, not just for me but for my lover too.
The following is a story I' am writing for him. He will read it hear for the first time. At the moment it's just a fantasy but..........

As she left the living room to go into the kitchen to wash her hands she heard the door bell ring. 'Just in time,' she thought. Dressed in a black leather dress which revealed a tight bosom above and encased an even tighter ass below, she dried her hands before striding to the door on her six inch deadly heels.
'Come in sweetheart. Happy Birthday'. Her dress rode up to reveal the tops of her hold up stockings as she flung her arms around her lover's neck and mashed her sweet full red lips to his. The strong young man slid his hands over her silk knickered ass as his tongue powerd its way into her welcoming mouth.Lifting her easily in his strong arms he slammed her back against the wall, kicking the door shut behind him and lifting one hand to grasp her long dark tresses, pulling her hair and grinding his already impressive bulge against her loins. This was what she loved about him. He was so strong, so insistent. What he wanted he took, no questions, no explanations, he just took it. So unlike her soft willed loving and devoted husband. Speaking of which....
'Your Birthday present is in the louge,' she gasped when he let her up for air. 'You can unwrap it while I finish preparing dinner. I'm making your favourite'.
In the kitchen Mark took off his leather jacket and hung it over the back of a chair.
'Take these,' she said, handing him a pair of scissors, 'It's well wrapped'.
Intrigued as to what she had bought him, Mark went into the lounge. He laughed out loud when he saw his present. It was clearly a naked man, wrapped up in many layers of pink-tinted clng film. He was wriggling about on the floor, struggling desperately to get out.
'This is brilliant,' he shouted to her.
'I thought you'd apreciate it,' she shouted back. 'You might want to hurry up and open it though. I wrapped his head up really tight. He's probably about to pass out'.
Mark smiled as he walked over to kneel beside the writhing cocoon. It was impossible to make out the facial featiures through the layers of plastic but Mark knew who it was. The husband. The pathetic wimp that his woman was married to. Usually when Mark visited he would be out, sent on some errand to keep him out of the way. Or else tied to a chair in the basement, tiny cock twitching inside his chastity cage as he imagined what Mark was doing to his wife in the marrital bed. On a couple of occasions Julie, the wife had given him a real treat and allowed him to serve them as their maid, suitable and humiliatingly dressed of course. Mark couldn't stand the wimp. Why the hell did she stay with him. She was gorgeous and an incredible fuck. Oh well, it takes all sorts he supposed. He had offered several times to give the wimp a beating for her but she had always said no. The idea of flogging the wimp then fucking the arse off his beautiful unfaithful wife was a big turn on. He had even had a few thoughts about making the sissy suck him to get him ready or clean him up afterwards. He knew such talk turned her on too but it had never come to anything. Until now.
He had to hold his present down to stop it moving while he cut a 'v' shape around the penis which, unusually was free of its chastity cage. The puny excuse for a cock slipped out and stood out stiff from the plastic shell.
'It's got a tiny cock'. He called out to Julie in the kitchen.
'I know,' she laughed. 'Why do you think I need you?'
Mark flicked the protruding cock a few times before deciding to unwrap his present completely. Cutting through the layers of tight hot plastic skin he pulled away the semi-moulded, sweat - covered strips of cling film until finally the naked wimp was completely unwrapped.
He looked up fearfully, covered in sweat, his wrists cuffed behind his back, ankles strapped tight together with black duct tape. His hair was soaked, his eyes wide and terrified, his mouth stuffed with a red ball gag. Briefly Mark wondered if he was already getting more than he'd expected when he'd discussed this little scenario with his wife.
'Oh well,' he thought, 'None of my business. It would be rude to refuse a gift so graciously given. If his sexy little bitch of a lover waned her husband used by her lover so be it. If this pathetic worm thought he could get off on being ***d by his unfaithful wife's lover then fine. 'It's my Birthday, I deserve some fun'.
Tearing off his clothes Mark called out to Julie, 'Thanks Babe, it's just what I wanted. When will the meal be ready?'
'You've got time to play first if you like'.
Mark smiled as he slipped out of his shoes and dropped his jeans. Then he noticed a pile of plastic bags in the corner.
'What are the plastic bags for?'
There was a sizzling sound as Julie placed the meat in the pan.
'He likes being bagged'. she called back.
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like it
blue179

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Smiling at the news Mark went over and picked out the largest bag he could find. It was big enough to completely envelop his new toy. It took some time to slip the cuckolded hubby inside the huge thick clear plastic sack completely and seal up the end with tape so that no air could get inside. The wimp began to wriggle again, kicking with his strapped up legs and jerking his head from side to side to stop the plastic sticking to his sweat-sticky face.
Minutes later the meal was ready and Julie served it at the large wooden dining table in the lounge. Mark poured the wine and they watched the hapless husband slowly *** inside the bag on the floor beside the table. As they ate they listened to his muffled but desperate gagged cries for help. As the air in the bag grew more stale, the inside began to steam up and the form of the naked, plastic wrapped body within became fuzzy.
As Julie collected the dishes and went to fetch desert, Mark went off to find the vaccuum cleaner.
When Julie returned she saw that her lover had opened the big plastic bag at the bottom to allow her trapped husband the relief of some fresh air. His relief was, however, short lived as Mark taped the end of the bag around the nozzle of the vacuum cleaner.
'Mmmm! MMmmmm! MMMM!!!!' was the sound coming from the bag as Mark switched on the machine.Suddenly the sides of the plastic bag contracted until the shiny plastic clung tight around the contours of the husband's body. Tight like a drumskin over his wide desperate mouth, tight around the straining column of his erect cock. It was a beautiful thing to watch as they ate their apple pie and Julie took some measure of reasurance that her loving husband was obviously enjoying the experience as much as she and Mark were.
By the time they had finished the husband's struggling had grown less desperate. He was about to give up.
Julie reache over and switched off the vaccuum cleaner. 'Coffee darling?'
Mark nodded then slid down beside broken slave husband. He unhooked the vaccuum cleaner and pulled the limp body from inside the bag allowing his Birthday present to take the desperate gasps of air he had feared would never come.
Mark went back to the pile of plastic bags and retrieved a handfull of smaller clear plastic bags. Crouching over the poor husband Mark warned him, 'I'm going to take out the gag. If you start shouting when this bag goes over your head I'll leave it on and you'll die. Do you understand?'.
The semi-conscious husband, lungs still heaving and heart still pounding, nodded weakly.
Mark unstrapped the ball gag and slapped his lover's husband hard across the face. Once, twice, three times, leaving a red hand print across his cheek. 'Wake up wanker I'm not finished with you yet'. The plastic bag Mark slipped over the husband's head was only about two inches wider than his head which meant that there was not a lot of air inside when the bag was sealed tight around his neck with tape. As the worn out husband sucked in the plastic immediately clung tight around his face. Breathing out caused the bag to billow like a balloon. Mark lifted one leg to sit astride the husbands chest where he slipped his big hands behind the plastic coated head and lifted it to his groin. He was smiling as he rubbed his impressive organ over the plastic encased face of his helpless victim.
Julie entered with the coffees and smiled as she said, 'Mmm, that looks fun'.
Mark got up to sit back at the table and Julie sat on his knee, taking his rampant cock between her delicate fingers, playing gently with it as she crushed her lips to his. Her poor husband watched, struggling to make out anything through the condensation soaked plastic sealed around his face as his gorgeous wife sank to her knees to take her lover's cock between her pouting lips. 'Happy birthday darling,' he heard her say before he ******.
When he came round he was staring up at her beautiful concerned face. 'Hello there. I thought for a minute we'd lost you there,' she smiled.
'Now since you were such a good boy for Mark's birthday, we have a presnt for you too. You're going back inside the big bag, all sealed up nice and airtight. Then I'm going to play with your little cock until you give me all that watery slave slime you've been saving up for... how long is it now? Nearly three months? You'd like that wouldn't you?'
She knew her husband had had enough. He's already had a lot more than he thought he was going to get. Nothing could make him get back in that damned bag. Nothing that is except the opportunity to cum! And what choice did he have anyway, still cuffed and taped as he was?
Julie and her lover soon had her husband back in the big clear plastic sac whick was still slick from the sweat and breath he's expended there last time. He was surprised when his wife stripped naked and joined him inside where she grasped his already stiffening cock. 'Now baby you have a choice. I can get Mark to seal us both in here so I can hold you while you cum or I can go back outside. Mark can seal you up and I'll sit out there with my man rubbing your little thing till you spurt. Which would you prefer?'
'I think I'd like to watch you through the platic.... if thats ok?'
'I knew you'd say that,' she smiled. 'Well, bye bye slave.'
She slipped out quickly and Mark began to seal the bottom of the bag. Suddenly he seemed to change him mind and the vaccuum hose was introduced once more. 'Shit!' the husband thought. That meant all the air would be gone in an instant. He would be suffocating straight away. No time to enjoy the rare experience of his wife's touch. Maybe no time to cum before he ******! He tried desperately not to panic as he heard the electric motor start and the plastic was suddenly moulded to his features. Through the clear film separating him from life-giving air, he watche as his wife's lover moved a dining chair over and sat beside him as he lay immobile on the floor. His wife then sat on her lover's knee and reached out with the toes of one foot to brush lightly over her oxygen starved husbands perfectly outlined penis. Three strokes was all it took before he was heaving around like a landed fish spurting his essance againt the inside of the unyielding plastic.
Julie and Mark laughed as they embraced, light kisses becoming more urgent, tongues exploring.
esclave46

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OUF... Very exciting
Breakinglass

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Dayum. I never post here, but... wow. You outdid yourself last time, and you're already managing to do so again.
Be the different drummer.
blue179

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Watch out for my other stories guys.
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You write very well.
morphism

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What a comeback story! This was phenomenal.
blue179

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Hope you guys enjoyed this one. Look out for my new stories!
Rating: 5, 1 vote.
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