David Takes Control

A story that weaves together elements of both experience and fantasy ...

David Takes Control
by BiCuckHubbySTL

Part I

It was a game we had played often over the years. When we were out at a bar Jane was always friendly with other men, and often flirtatious. Occasionally she'd go beyond flirting, taking the guy out to the parking lot for a quickie blowjob, or sometimes even inviting him home for a threesome. I loved being a part of it, especially when I had the chance to watch another man screwing her. Seeing how he enjoyed her body, and how she experienced ultimate sexual pleasure with him � it provided me with a vicarious thrill that made me want more.

This time, I had rigged the game � or so I thought. We were going out to one of our favorite nightclubs. The place was always crowded, rowdy, and loud; with a live band every night and cheap beer flowing freely. We were sure to meet some fun people and have a good time. What she didn't know is that I had invited someone to meet us there.

His name was David. He often traveled through town on business and he was here tonight. I had met him in an internet chat room and his interests and mine seemed to be nicely aligned. He wanted a no-strings relationship that would make his business trips more enjoyable. I wanted a man who would give Jane the passionate sex that she craved � the kind of raw energy that becomes ever more elusive after years of marriage. It was all the better that David enjoyed expressing his dominant permisterality, and he had promised that he was very well-endowed.

We arrived at the club and took up a place at the bar. It was a busy night -- the band was rocking and everyone was having a great time. A little while after we arrived, David sauntered up to the bar nearby. He smiled at Jane while he tried to get the bartender's attention. Typical to form, she struck up a conversation with him. Before long, he and I were smiling and shaking hands as she introduced us. He gave me a sly wink.

While they continued chatting, I noticed that a table had opened up near the dance floor and suggested that we take it. It was a semicircular booth. Jane slid in the middle with David and I on either side of her. David did a marvelous job of capturing her attention. His friendly eye-contact and disarming smile were quicky melting away Jane's inhibitions, and I noticed that she was scooting closer to him as they talked.

I excused myself to visit the restroom. As I walked away, I looked back to see Jane laughing at something he said. She placed her hand on his knee as she laughed and scooted a bit closer.

When I came back, the two of them were sitting even closer. When I slid back into the booth, she showed no sign of even noticing. In the noise of the bar, I couldn't make out what they were talking about, but they were all smiles. He whispered something to her and she giggled. She turned to me: "I have to visit the ladies room, honey," she said. I slid out of the booth to let her out.

While she was away, David said "I think this is going pretty well so far. Don't you?" I had to agree. He asked if I was sure I wanted to carry out our plan: "I don't want there to be any jealousy issues or anything," he said, "but if you're ok with it, I want her." I thought I knew what he meant, and I nodded in agreement.

Part II

When Jane returned to the table, I couldn't help but notice that she had removed her bra. Her bountiful breasts were swaying as she walked, and her nipples showed through the sheer fabric of her blouse. She went to David's side of the booth and scooted in next to him. "Here honey, put this in your pocket," she said to me, as she handed me her bra across the table. Then turning to David, "Is this better?" she asked. He nodded and smiled in approval as she leaned forward to reveal a heavenly view down her blouse.

What happened next took my breath away. He brazenly cupped her breast in his hand, pinching the nipple ever so slightly. She turned toward him with a look of desperate yearning in her eyes. They kissed. First a brief kiss, then a longer, lingering one. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tightly to him as their tongues intertwined in a passionate embrace.

I looked around nervously. Had people noticed that I had come in with her, and that he was making out with her now, in public, right next to me? Surely someone had. No one seemed to be looking ... wait ... I noticed one man � a readheaded guy across the room � grinning as he looked over in our direction.

I turned my attention back to Jane and David. Under the table, she had slid her hand up his leg and her fingers were probing the bulge that was growing in his pants. She flashed a brief smile in my direction, then said to David, "Lets dance."

On the dance floor, they showed an unmistakable passion. Her body writhed invitingly, and he was obviously taken by the invitation. At times, their bump-and-grind approached what some might call obscene, but on the crowded dance floor no one seemed to notice. Except me � and that readheaded guy in the corner. I saw him watching them. Then he looked over at me, expressing a wry smile.

When they returned to the table, Jane scooted in next to me again. She leaned over to tell me that she wanted to go back to David's hotel room. I smiled and said "OK, if that's what you want, honey." We finished our takes and headed out to the car.

"I'll drive," I offered, as we approached the car. "Good," David said, "Jane, you ride in the back with me." All the way to the hotel, the two of them were making out in the back seat. Through the rear-view mirror, I couldn't see everything, but from what I could see, and from hearing her moans of pleasure, I could tell that his hands were in her blouse and up her skirt as they kissed passionately.

By the time we arrived at the hotel, her hair was tousled and her blouse fully unbuttoned. She quickly buttoned up as the bellhop opened the door for them and the valet took the keys to park the car. David and Jane headed toward the door of the hotel, and I followed behind. They walked arm in arm, with me tagging along. During the ride up the elevator, their lips never parted.

A wonderful start. I look forward to reading more

GH

Part III

Once we got to his room, David took charge. He pinned her against the wall, driving his tongue into her mouth and his fingers between her legs. She squirmed and squealed at the firmness of his touch. Soon, he had her nearly undressed. He slipped her panties off and threw them in my direction. "Get undressed and put these on," he ordered me.

There it was. He set the ground rules. He was in charge. I was to be powerd to wear my wife's panties while he fucked her. If only that was all he had in mind.

He continued his exploration of my wife's body while she undressed him. I dutifully removed my clothing and slipped Jane's panties on. The silky feeling against my penis felt nice. Then, as she removed his pants and exposed his manhood, Jane and I gasped in unimister. He had the most gorgeous cock I could imagine. Not even fully erect, it dangled out far larger than any erection I have had. As she fondled it in her hands, it grew even larger, even thicker.

As if by instinct, she slid down on her knees and kissed the tip of his cock. Slowly licking along the length of his shaft, she moaned. "It's so much bigger, so much thicker than my husband's."

He chuckled. "Yes, I know."

He pulled her up to her feet and guided her toward the bed. "Come over here, darling," he said, "I want to show you something." He laid her out on the bed and moved down between her legs. He was evidently quite s*******ful at cunnilingus. In almost no time, she was bucking and moaning, holding his head to her crotch, obviously gushing in one of her most intense orgasms.

After her spasms subsided, she gapsed, "Omigod -- Is that what you wanted to show me?"

"No," he replied. "That was just to get you prepared." He stood up beside the bed, hanging his massive cock in front of her face. "You want this, don't you?" he asked.

"Oh yes!" she exclaimed, with a desperate passion in her voice.

He turned to me. "Come here, cuckold." He pointed to his throbbing manhood. "Suck me," he ordered.

I crawled over to him, and took his thick dick into my mouth. I felt his power, his presence. I wanted to please. My lips wrapped around him and he slid his cock deeper into my mouth. I gagged as he thrust it in even deeper. For that moment, there was nothing else in my world but the feel of his throbbing cock sliding between my lips.

I had experienced bisexual pleasures in previous encounters, but this was different. As he took my head in his hands and guided me to suck his dick, I was so entranced that I almost even forgot that Jane was there watching � until he spoke: "Look at your husband Jane. He's a faggot. He doesn't deserve your pussy, does he?"

"Well ..." she started off, diplomatically, "I don't know about that ..."

"Look. He's wearing your panties. He's sucking my dick. Is that the kind of man who can satisfy you?"

His words of derision aroused my passion even more, and I took his throbbing manhood deeper ... gagging on it again. He laughed as I fetishd. He pulled out of my mouth and dangled his cock in Jane's face. He ordered me to stand next to him, and to pull down the panties I was wearing.

"You have a choice to make Jane," He said firmly. "If you want me to fuck you, you'll belong to me. You won't be needing your husband's little prick anymore, and I don't want you to have it anymore."

It was such a contrast. My average-sized dick next to his monster cock. I knew what her answer would be. She glanced at me for what she hoped would be a look of approval. I couldn't help myself: I took his cock in my hands, massaging it and offering it in her direction, smiling weakly. She turned toward David and I saw her gaze move up from his crotch, slowly up along his body and into his eyes. "Fuck me, David," she said.

Part IV

I still had David's thick shaft in my hands as he positioned himself between her legs. "You can sit over there now," he said to me, nodding toward the chair at the end of the bed.

Jane uttered a low, guttural moan as he entered her. He kissed her again, their bodies intertwined and writhing in mutual passion. "This is what you want, isn't it Jane?" he asked.

"Oh yes, oh yes ..."

He proceeded to fuck her more s*******fully and more effectively than I had ever thought possible. They explored multiple positions, with her having multiple orgasms in each. He positioned her on her knees, facing me, entering her from behind. As he thrust his cock deep inside her, he told her to look at me. "Tell your cuckold husband who owns you." he ordered.

"You do." she said.

"Say my name," he demanded

"David ... David owns me," she said, as she looked into my eyes. With that, she collapsed, with her head down on the bed, panting and screaming in the most intense orgasm I've ever seen her have. He thrust his cock deep and threw his head back. I could tell he was planting his seed deep inside her.

Their throes of passion subsided, he rolled her over and kissed her again. "You're mine now," he said softly as he caressed her cheek.

His tone changed sharply as he turned in my direction. "Eat my nut, cuck,." he commanded as he spread her legs wide. I crawled between her legs and savored the taste of the juices oozing from her pussy, eagerly lapping up the mixture of their cum.

He was clearly putting me in a subservient role. I felt a mix of emotions. I was apprehensive about the way this was working out, but excited at the same time. He was taking control, but I was lost in the pleasure of the moment. I could feel my cock straining against the panties I was wearing as I moaned and sank my tongue deeper inside to get more of David's cum.

The sensation of my tongue lapping her pussy obviously got Jane going again. Her hips undulated and he ground her crotch into my face. "Fuck me," she begged. I looked up and saw that she was speaking to David. His cock was already rigid again, and he pushed me out of the way to position himself between her legs. He thrust himself inside her as she squealed with pleasure.

This time, their fucking was even more intense. He pounded her hard and deep, the way she always told me she liked it. Whenever I had tried fucking her so aggressively, it wasn't long before I would cum. But David kept going, fucking her through multiple orgasms. She was totally spent when he finished with her.

David threw me a pillow and a blanket. "You can relax on the floor while I spend the night with her."

Part V

I was awoken later by the sounds of their passion yet again. I peeked up over the edge of the bed to see Jane on top of him, her hips slowly undulating as she worked his huge cock deep inside of her. She leaned down and kissed him deeply. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back, with even more passion. Their bodies writhed together. This was clearly more than just fucking, they were making love.

"Oh David," I heard her whisper. "I want you inside me all the time."

"We'll make arrangements the next time I come to town," He assured her. "I'll be staying for a few days next time." He pulled her body closer and they both moaned as they grinded together on the bed.

"In the meanwhile," he went on, "your pussy belongs to me, doesn't it?"

"Yes," she moaned, as the undulations of her hips grew more intense. "There's no other man in the world that can satisfy me like you."

"Not even your husband." It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"Not even close!" she said, with a hint of disdain in her voice. With that, she began riding his cock more intensely, her hips rising and falling rhythmically. I could hear their bodies slapping together as she impaled herself down hard on him.

"Jane, I want you to cum for me," he said. "Cum for me NOW." As he issued the command, he thrust his hips upward, grinding against her, his cock deep inside of her. Jane's body shuddered and she literally shrieked in orgasmic delight. After cumming for what seemed an eternity, she collapsed onto his chest.

"Oh my god, how do you do that?" she panted. He just chuckled and rolled her over to start fucking her in a different position. Hoping they hadn't seen me peeking, I slid back down to my place on the floor. I lay there thinking about what was happening. I tried to relax, but the rattling of the bed and their moans made it difficult. I tried counting Jane's orgasms, but quickly lost track. Certainly more than I had ever given her in a week, let alone in one night. There was no doubt that she would want more of him.

Part VI

When I awoke the next morning, Jane was sound arelax in the bed. David was already up, showered and dressed. He came over and quietly told me that he had a business meeting to go to, then he was catching his flight out of town. "Just make sure you leave before checkout time," he said.

Then he checked his watch. "Well, I have a few minutes to spare before I have to go. Jane is obviously worn out." He began undoing his trousers. "Why don't you give me a blowjob before I go." It took me by surprise, and I was a bit shocked at his audacity. But when he pulled out his massive cock and began stroking it, I knew I wanted to do as he asked.

I was still wearing only my wife's panties, and I felt my dick strain against their soft fabric as I slid down to my knees to take his cock in my mouth. I held it, licked it, kissed it � marveling at its size and form. As I engulfed the swollen head with my tongue playing back and forth, he said "I think you like it almost as much as Jane." I moaned in agreement and took it deeper into my mouth.

"Good boy," he said. "Suck that cock good. Suck the cock that fucks your wife." As I began sucking him more intensely, he spoke quietly but firmly to me. "Jane's pussy is mine now. I'm going to fuck her with this cock again whenever I want, and you can't have her anymore. Do you understand?"

Yes," I whispered, before taking his throbbing manhood back into my mouth, deeper. His dominance was so assured, so firm. It excited me that he was telling me this. He would sexually control not only Jane, but me as well. The thrill of it all was overwhelming. With his cock sliding in and out of my mouth, I began to feel uncontrollable waves of pleasure in my loins. I shot my load inside the panties I was wearing.

David looked down to see the wet panties, with cum leaking out and dripping down my leg. He laughed. "Oh yes, you're going to make a fine cuckold." He took my head in his hands and guided it as he shoved his cock repeatedly down my throat. "You cum for me now, not her."

Here he was telling me that he was taking my wife for his own, and denying me sex with her. He had made me cum on myself, and he was fucking my face. I certainly had to admire his assertiveness, and I felt overwhelmed by not only his physical power, but his firm emotional presence. He was in total control.

He pulled his cock from my mouth and jerked it in front of me. He moaned as thick gobs of cum shot out onto my face. I caught some in my mouth, but some splashed on my cheek, and on my chin. Some of it dribred down onto my chest. I was in awe at how much he shot, especially considering the number of times he had just fucked Jane the night before.

"Good boy," he said, as I licked some of his cum from my lips and smiled up at him. He tucked his cock back into his trousers and turned to walk away. "Give Jane a kiss for me." Almost as an afterthought, he added "And leave that cum on your face." He knew I would have to tell Jayne what he had done � how he had used me before he left. That was certain to reassert his dominance. With that, he walked out the door.


Epilogue

It has been two weeks now, with another week to go before David's next visit to town. Every night he calls and directs Jane to play with her vibrator or to have me eat her cunt: "Lick my pussy, faggot husband," she tells me on those lucky occasions. While I lick her, she talks to him on the phone purringly, telling him how much she wants to have his cock � to be with him again. When she orgasms, she cries out his name, "Oh yes, David, I want you so bad!" She pays no attentiion to me in bed afterwards.

David is very clear about the situation: he is her man, and the only one who can fuck her. He has planned the next weekend in a hotel suite. He and Jane will have the bedroom to themselves and will summon me from the other room to service them. I hear that I'll have to wear a maid's outfit.
When she told me, Jane laughed, "I think you'll look cute, honey."

Having him back inside her is all she can think about. She told him that her pussy tingles all day as she thinks about the next time they'll be together. Having him back inside her is all I can think about too. She belongs to David now, and so do I.

enjoyed the story hope to hear more soon

very good stuff

Great Story !! Hope you write more. <grin>

Totally delicious!! I am reading it now while my wife is out on a date with thins guy.
bobby

Wow! You did an excellent job on this one. Thanks

that was truelly awsome, you cant leave us hanging, you have to write more, tell us what happened when david comes back.

Please

if I had the power id throw in my wife as a reward. ;)
wheelchaircuckold

quite a bit has happened ... i'll fill you in soon

Here is an illustration. This is my little dick - compared to wife's fav dildo. She uses this dildo to remind her of David when he's not there for her.

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