I'm a 38 year-old married, bisexual woman. My latest fantasy is to play the Mistress to my powerful and rather bitchy boss, Anita, and to fuck her husband Tim before her eyes. In real life, she makes my workdays hell, and I'm always daydreaming about scenes of comeuppance. How I manage to get her naked and chained up in my house, I'm not sure! But here's what happens next:
We'll begin with stripping you nude and tying your wrists to the ceiling, suspending you in the air. While you are suspended like this, I take the opportunity to play with your body. You writhe and struggle, swearing at me, insisting I free you. So used to lording it over me and treating me as your inferior, you are shocked and confused by my sudden taking control, humiliating you and making you my helpless sex slave.
And despite being furious at me, you are powerless -- and, quite honestly, you're turned on. I'm a very sexy woman and your lovely naked body is already responding to me.
I begin by gently caressing and fondling your big, weighty tits. I'm surprised at their enormous size; you dress modestly at work and I had no idea! But I don't touch you gently for long. Now, I grab them in my fists and squeeze them tight. You try unsuccessfully to stifle a gasp as I knead the soft, tender flesh of your tits. Pinching your nipples with my fingers and thumbs, I twist them and pull on them hard, stretching them out from your tits. I then lick, nibble, and suck your tits and nipples, hard! I open my mouth as wide as I can. I suck your nipples up into my mouth as hard as I can.
I then turn my attention toward your cunt. I stroke you, finger you, surprised by how slippery and wet you already are. I sneer at you and tell you I prefer my pussies shaven, then I produce an electric razor and shave you bald. I whisper in your ear how much this is turning me on, and that my cunt is getting so excited.
I then tell you that I have been having an affair with your so-called faithful husband behind your back, and that he likes fucking me better than fucking you. You curse me for saying these things and accuse me of lying. You tell me that he would never cheat on you. I then walk out of the room and return shortly along with your husband. He, like me, is completely nude. Standing directly in front of you, I ask your husband if he has ever had sex with me. He replies that he had on several occasions. I ask him if he liked it. He replies that he liked if very much. When I ask him if he liked having sex with me more than with you, he replies with a resounding yes!
I then ask your husband to tell you what he liked about me more than you. He then tells you. "Anita, dear, Carrie is so much more fun than you. Her cunt is tight, tighter than your cunt, even though she is older than you. Carrie gives me a more satisfying climax when I ejaculate inside her."
"Carrie's tits are more firm and perky than your tits", your husband goes on to say. "They are much more fun to play with, to suck, and to fuck. Carrie also likes to sit down on my cock and bounce up and down, giving me a good view of my cock penetrating her cunt as well as a good view of her tits bouncing up and down."
Interrupting your husband, I say, "Why don't we show Anita how much you like to fuck me?" With that your husband and I caress in front of you, rubbing our nude bodies against each other. You watch as I press my tits against your husband's chest, and he presses his cock against my cunt. You can see his cock get hard as we rub our bodies together. Spreading my legs, I stand with my feet wide apart on the floor. You have a good view of my cunt. You also have a good view of your husband's erect cock. You then watch as he thrusts his cock up into my cunt.
We fuck slowly, as we stand and embrace each other. Your husband tells you how much he is enjoying me and how much he wants to cum in my cunt. I suggest a different position. We break our embrace and your husband's cock slips out of my cunt. It is still very hard and erect. I stand facing you, my legs apart, my cunt in full view and gaping open. Your husband stands behind me. You have a helpless, crestfallen look on your face. My powerful boss has been reduced to an object of ridicule, a mere sex toy for both me and her husband to use. You watch as his cock comes up between my legs from behind and up into my cunt. You can easily see his cock penetrating my cunt once again.
As he fucks me like this, he reaches around in front of me and massages my tits in his hands. I tell you how much I like fucking his cock and that my cunt is a better fuck than your cunt is. Your husband echoes this. You watch as your husband's cock slides in and out of my cunt, getting us both very excited. I reach down and rub my clit to an orgasm that triggers your husband's orgasm, too. He moans and groans as he ejaculates inside my cunt. Soon, his cock goes limp and slips out of my cunt. He then tells you that he would rather fuck my cunt than yours.
Tim stands to the side as still stand in front of your with my legs apart. In a few seconds time, I direct your attention to my cunt. You watch as your husband's cum oozes out of my cunt and runs down the inside of my thighs. I wet my hands on your husband's cum and rub your tits, spreading his cum on them. Again, I grab them hard and squeeze them tight, inflicting pain. I slather cum on your face. "Lap it out of my palm like the dog that you are," I command you. Hungrily you obey. You are playing along willingly now, even eagerly.
I then whisper in your ear how I want to please you and give you sexual pleasure. As you are still suspended from the ceiling by your wrists and your legs apart, I reach between your legs and gently finger-fuck your cunt. You get excited. I rub your clit and you get more excited. Your nipples are hard, dark, and puffy, and you press your large breasts against me, squirming for physical contact. Your body begins to move and sway as I continue to finger-fuck you. I can tell that you are getting really excited, so I stop. You look at me in dismay. I can tell that you are becoming sexually frustrated, almost frantic. "Please..." you whimper, "please..."