Submissive Slut Wife Shared with Bf

I am my husband's submissive slut wife. I call him Sir and he calls me whatever he wants. This is a true story of a particular day in our life.

As we are eating dinner, Sir is telling me the latest news about his best friend David and David's now ex- wife Liz. His wife was such a stupid bitch it makes me mad. Why he didn't just turn her over his knee and spank her ass as hard as he could, I'll never know. God knows, she certainly deserves it!

Now is probably a good time for me to back up just a bit and tell you about David and Liz. They are the real life version of a self-made millionaire man who married the gold digging, sexy ass blonde, 25-years younger swimsuit model. She has literally been featured on the cover of a magazine wearing the skimmpiest swimsuit you've ever seen. Of course, not "the" magazine that everyone thinks of but she was still on the cover of a magazine wearing a swimsuit all the same!

Well anyway, she fucked up her beautiful life by getting herself arrested after having been stopped by a cop for speeding where she acted utterly stupid. The cop asked her to get out of the car after smelling marijuana wreaking from the windows (we live in a state where its still illegal) and when she did so, she spit on him and called him a pig. Who knows WHY she did it. Probably just because she thought she could. Either way, you can now see that when I said she deserved to be disciplined for her dumb ass stupidity, she really did. She was a dumb ass blonde bitch who got too arrogantly full of herself and fucked up her own beautiful life!

So of course he divorced her. Naturally she got a huge chunk of change that was just a drop in the bucket of dollar bills he has, but now she's out and he's lonely.

So this is where Sir picks up talking to me over dinner. As we sit eating the meal Sir prepared for us (he cooks and I clean), he starts telling me how David needs to "stick his cock in a nice piece of ass" as David is an "emotional mess" these days. And while David could just pay for said nice ass rather easily, David has no desire to contract some unwanted disease either.

I had a feeling I knew where this was going at this point. While David and I had never even so much as shared a seductive glance at one another, I suspected my Sir was about to tell me he wanted me to be that call girl David so desperately needed, minus the diseases of course!

Now might be a good time to also tell you more about mine and Sir's dynamic too. As we sit at the table eating and talking, I'm wearing my typical at-home attire, which is to say I am wearing nothing except my submissive neck collar. My collar is steel and locked, where only my Sir has a key. I wear it nearly 100% of the time and when I'm not, I miss it. It serves to tell the world and remind me of who I am and who I belong to. I am my husband's submissive slut wife.

My husband is my Dominant Sir. What he says goes. I readily agreed to submit to him before we were married, in fact it was in my vows too. That was in spite of the disgust and dismay elicited from my non-submissive friends and family too. I didn't care.

In the beginning I was just a submissive woman. Now after years of marriage together, I have also been trained into being a slut. He's trained me to be wet for him any time he's ready. I NEVER deny his needs, unless I'm sick of course. I also wear no clothes when in our home and "as little as possible" when we are out. Like I said, I am my Sir's submissive slut wife.

So when he started telling me his BFF David needed to fuck a good pussy or ass, or maybe both, I was down for it! I was literally ready to lay DOWN, spread my legs, and be fucked any way David wanted.

Sir then said, "I already told David he needs to fuck you. David needs to release his pent up emotions by sticking his cock deep inside any of your holes any way he wants. All this so he can emotionally get over Liz already, since God knows a grown man should NOT be so emotional!"

And just like I am trained, all this sex talk was music to my submssive ears that got my pussy all juicing up. Many wives would be reluctant or even unwilling, but not me. I am a submissive slut. And in this case, all my Sir desired was to help his BFF feel some joy again making this an easy task to fulfill.

Sir continued, "While at first he was reluctant, he knew I was right. He knew that getting some ass would be the best way for him to truly start processing through all of this."

I sat silent and waited to be told about the particulars since I assumed Sir and David would have sorted it all out already.

Sir then informed me that tonight David was coming to our house to fuck me. Sir said as soon as dinner was completed, I needed to go shower, ensure a clean shavewas done all over, and when done I was to stand ready for inspection. And just like that, the rest of our meal was like any other ordinary one eating, talking, and enjoying time together with me naked and Sir fully clothed.

As we finished eating I started to clean up the kitchen like I always do, but Sir interrupted me to say, "Sweetheart, you need to go start getting ready. I'll clean up and be in after a bit for your inspection."

"Yes Sir" and off to the shower I went.

As soon as I was done showering, I went into the stereo typical submissive inspection position where my feet are shoulder width apart, fingers interlaced, with arms up and resting on the back of my head, my eyes stare straight forward. And finally, and as expected, I'm always naked for this too.

Sir comes into our bedroom and sees me ready for him. He smiles and walks up near to me. He starts to circle my body while one of his hands trails softly against my skin.

I don't have many rules really, but one rule that Sir is vigilant about enforcing is with regard to the inspection process. I am not allowed to move. At all. Not even my eyes. No matter what. I'm not entirely sure why this means so much to him, but it does so I comply.

He walked around me while looking up and down and rather closely. He was mostly looking to confirm:

1) there was no hair anywhere, except my arms and head. All other hair, including that little peach fuzz in areas like my stomach, is gone. (I've not seen my own pussy hair in so long, I can't be sure anymore what color it would even be!),

2) that every hole is clean. Yes, my mouth, pussy, AND ass are to be clean and available for use. He typically sticks 1-2 fingers inside each hole, one at a time, where he rolls them around a bit, then pulls out, and confirms. Its in my own best interest to be clean because when he pulls his fingers out, he makes me lick them thoughly clean.

3) that I am physicaly "awake" and ready for use. Meaning my nipples are peaked and my pussy is wet. If either is not what Sir finds, he rectifies the situation by tweaking my nipples and playing with my clit.

I rarely fail inspection and today is no different. Sir expresses his pleasure with me by telling me, "I am so incredibly proud of you my love. You never disappoint. Seeing you makes me want to take you myself right now, but I won't give my best friend my sloppy seconds. I will have to wait and maybe take seconds afterward."

"Yes Sir. You know I'll be ready if you want that Sir."

And then our doorbell rang. Sir looked at me and said, "Get on the bed and wait for him to come to you. Give him anything he wants. Do not hold back on him. Do bot embarrass me in any way. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir."

And with that, I got on the bed and then waited.

I could hear most of the goings on in the next room over. Sir had invited David in and greeted him appropriately. That was when I heard David ask if this was really a good idea for him to fuck me. My Sir said something to the effect of "of course it is! Why wouldn't it be? Man, after what you've been through, this is the least I can do for you. Besides, you need this emotional release. Lord knows I'm already tired of your sorry ass emotions." and then they both chuckled.

Admittedly, I didn't know if David knew all about our marriage dynamic or not, but I assumed so given Sir and him are Best Friends. If David didn't know before though, he absolutely knows now!

Their voices were growing louder so I knew they were coming to the bedroom. I couldn't know for sure if it was excitement, nervousness, or embarrassment that I was feeling, maybe even all of the above, but it made my heart race as they approached. While I submit willingly, sometimes I get embarrassed by it all too. I know submissiveness isn't mainstream, so having people know is sometimes awkward for me. Ready or not though, here they come!

I was laying flat on my back on the bed with nothing but my collar on. I wasn't sure if I should sit up, lay down, say hello casually or sensually or even at all! Even though I've seen and talked to David a hundred times over, I was suddenly getting all weird about this. I had to tell myself, "Breathe! Calm down already! Its just sex for fuck sake!"

When they got to the bedroom door, Sir was in the lead. He came in, looked at me and smiled big. He was proud. Then he stepped aside and I saw David. The shock registered on his face as he said, "Oh wow. Ok. So we are really doing this. Ok. Uhm. well. Uhhh."

And just like that, I knew he was just as weirded out about this as I was. Sir let out a slight laugh and said, "Man, just relax. I told you my wife is here for you. Just let this be fun!"

Then my Sir turned and started walking out of the room. Almost as an after thought, he turned back to me and said, "oh yes, Slut, I want you to know, you may orgasm as much as you want tonight. There is just one requirement though. Before each one, you have to ask David if he approves. He will say yes, but I am requiring you to ask him beforehand too."

"Yes Sir,. Thank you Sir.L

With that, he walked out of the room while saying "have fun!" as he closed the door behind him.

David was still standing in the middle of the room, a good five feet from the bed, and looked me up and down while saying, "Thank you for offering to do this but... uhh... honestly... uhm, yea... I'm not really too sure this is a good idea."

I asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Well... I mean.... you ARE my best friend's wife for crap sake."

"Yes, I am. But with all due respect Sir, you've forgotten a few key words in that sentence. I am your best friend's SUBMISSIVE SLUT wife."

"You actually claim those adjectives?"

"Not only do I claim them, I own them! And I'm damn proud of it too!"

He ran his hands through his hair, looked at the floor and was mumbling something incoherent and seemingly to himself. I could tell he was completely overthinking this. I was no longer embarrassed or nervous. I became emboldened now.

I stood up and walked over to him. I started rubbing my body up against him then too. In my best and most seductive voice I said, "Sir... please.... take me to bed. Let me feel your cock deep inside me. Get me off. Let me get you off too."

I could tell he wanted to say yes, but something kept him from doing so still too. At that moment I had a hunch about what may be troubling him and so I asked David about it.

"Are you wanting to be fucking Liz right now? Are you missing your ex-wife Sir?"

Then he got a little teary eyed and his body physically softened. He said, "yeah, I guess I am. No offense to you, but she was always a very nice piece of ass too. And then she went and fucked everything up!"

"Sir, I take no offense. It's all good. I do think I have an idea though that could make this easier for you though too. Be right back."

With that, I went to our bathroom and found what I was looking for there, followed by a quick trip to the kitchen too. Of course when I passed by my husband, I had to offer up an explanation to him for what was happening. When I told him my plan, he smiled and expressed his approval saying, "Fantastic. Make it happen Slut."

After getting what I needed, I hurried back to David as fast as I could.

When I got back I stood squarely in front of David and said, "Sir. I can tell you need to release some energy and to be really well fucked. I can also tell you want this too, but are holding back."

I handed him the brown paper bag I'd gotten from the kitchen and added, "You should put this on me whenever you decide you want to".

Then I showed him the black out eye mask I had in my other hand and said, "But first, I want to help get your cock ready. So to do that, I need my lips available so the bag is too big."

That's when I put the mask over my eyes, with both hands I reached out to his sides, and started sliding my way downward until I found myself on my knees right in front of him. I worked my hands around to the front of his jeans and proceeded to unbutton and unzip them. I pulled them from his hips and this is where I could feel his legs moving to help me get his pants all the way down and off. The pants then fell to the floor.

It was then that I realized he hadn't worn underwear. I wondered if he never wore them or if he just didn't wear them tonight. Either way, it didn't matter as I knew his cock was freely hanging right in front of me!

I slid my hands to the inside of his hips and found his cock easily. It was semi-hard, telling me he was starting to get into this now and it wouldn't take much until I'd be filled with it!

I rubbed his cock from shaft to tip and back again, getting a feel for just how thick and long it is. While I'd not say it was porn-star size, it was nothing to be ashamed of either. It will fuck my holes quite nicely for sure!

While not letting go of his cock with my hands, I moved in closer too. My mouth opened wide and I stroked his cock to prepare him for what came next. I first licked his tip with my tongue, then moved my lips to close all the way around it. I knew then that his cock was thicker than I first realized, as my mouth was already feeling full and I'd only just begun.

I slid my mouth down over his shaft, while allowing my tongue to explore. Although the deeper I took him in, the less my tongue could move, as his thickness began to pin my tongue to the base of my mouth.

When I took him as deep as I could, which wasn't even to his base due to the thickness, I paused for just a second for us both to just feel this moment. It was then I heard an audible sigh and release of air come from David. I could tell he was finally starting to relax and maybe also starting to get into this moment with me too.

As I started to make the familiar move of pulling back where his cock would come back out of my mouth, he grabbed the back of my head with both hands to hold me still. Simultaneously, his hips pressed forward to cause his cock to slide deep inside my mouth. He stretched my jaw open where his tip hit the back of my throat then too. Wow his thickness is a lot!

He held himself there for a minute. While I knew my airway had been cut off as his cock was held in place there, at that moment I didn't move. I wasn't worried. I allowed him to take charge and the lead.

Then I heard another release of his breath where he pulled back slightly but not all the way out either. He then spoke to me, "Okay, Slut.....I assume I can call you that since I know your Sir does..... and seeings how you are on your knees sucking my cock, it seems pretty appropriate anyway".

This is what my First Sir was wanting. For David to relax into this moment and take charge, and for him to become my Second Sir tonight. All of which is exactly what seemed to be happening. My inner submissive slut is definitely awake now and my body is juicing up for David as he spoke to me.

He continued, "I don't need this paper bag but we will leave the mask on. I think the mask is sufficient". And with that, I heard the bag drop to the floor.

"While this mouth hole of yours is warm and inviting for sure, I don't want to fuck your face but instead Ido believe that pussy of yours is calling to my cock right now," he said.

He pulled his cock all the way out and said, "Stand Slut".

As I did what I was told, I felt his hands on my forearms. He turned me around so I was facing the bed and my back was to him. I couldn't see anything but we've lived here long enough that I knew. He pressed me forward so that I had to take a step. I then knew he aimed to put me on the bed.

When I felt the bed touch my shin, I climbed on and assumed the doggie position on all fours. My feet were hanging slightly off the bed so I knew I was close enough to the edge that if he wanted to stay standing he could.

That's when I felt one hand on my right ass cheek pulling slightly up and out. He was pulling my ass out of the way to give his cock more room to find its target. On my other ass cheek, I then felt what seemed to be the back of his hand where I assumed he was about to guide his cock into one of my holes.

And then I felt it. His cock was about to enter and claim my pussy as its own. He slid in easily as I was dripping wet, to which he commented, "Your Sir wasn't lying when he said he's trained you to be ready! This is the kind of wife I should have had all along! Instead I had a stupid bitch who regularly denied me the very pussy I was providing a mighty fine way of living. She never was grateful for what I freely gave her."

He steadily pressed all the way in until his stomach touched my ass and his balls were hanging between my legs. That's when he asked, "Ready?"

I responded with, "Of course I am! Let me have all you got Sir!"

With that, his hands put a tight grip on each of my hips as he used me as leverage for himself. He started slowly by pulling back and out. Then he pressed back in somewhat slowly too.

His motions made me think of how race car drivers warm the car's tires and rev the engine before slamming the gas pedal to the floor. I only had to wonder for a second longer when David was going to see the green light and slam his cock into me to get off the starting line with vigor!

When he saw the green light, he did in fact start pounding the pedal to the metal. His cock slid in and out, faster and faster. That's when he started talking too. He was saying things like, "Take that you dumb bitch!" and "What the fuck were you thinking?"

It was then I was pretty certain he wasn't fucking me, but instead he was fucking Liz. He was going to use me to do and say all the things he wanted to say to her but couldn't.

"You are a fucking stupid ass who fucked up our beautiful life. I'm going to teach you a lesson and give you what you deserve!"

Now I knew for sure his mind was elsewhere. I knew this is what he needed too. I was happy to serve him however he needed. I also knew this is what my Sir would expect of me too. I opted to remain silent.

He began to pound my pussy hard then. He was intending to abuse it with every bit of power he possessed. He wanted Liz to regret her actions and feel this in the morning. In and out. Faster and faster. More and more,

"Do you know how much I wanted to give you in this life together? But nooooo, you had to go forgetting how good you have it."

That's when he pulled out and his hand slammed down hard on my ass causing me to jump a bit from not having expected this movement. He spoke, "Don't fucking move you stupid bitch! I should have spanked your ass long ago. Act like a child, get treated like a child!"

Again, while he was physically here with me, his mind was in another world with his now ex-wife. All of which caused me to smile and let out a sound that suggested joy and happiness, which is what I was feeling as I knew THIS is the release he so desperately needed.

"Oh I think you like this. Alright then let's just see how much you really like this because I doubt you will like any of this by the time I'm done" he said. I couldn't tell if he was talking to me or Liz, but it didn't much matter really.