Margaret finds a new bedroom game
How Margaret's internet Dom opened up a new sexual horizon for her and her sub husband. (The back story is the scene setter)
"OMG Rod," Margaret opened her morning email to her on-line virtual lover, "I was sooooo ravaged last night. And, throughout it all, I felt I may have detected your deft and horny hand."
Over a couple of months Margaret had become emotionally involved and connected with Rod, although some 12,000 miles separated them. She in Australia and he in Montana. Margaret had been introduced to him via her husband, who'd begun chatting with Ron on a cuckold website. Rod had quickly worked out Bill was quite submissive and had an obsession for his wife to resume her previous raunchy sexual encounters with other men. Experienced in counselling people, and more than a little Svengali-like, Rod soon became intertwined with Margaret's fantasies and played to her past experiences.
Margaret found he was the perfect outlet to rekindle her memories. That he was so far away reduced any concern about anything she told him might one day cause her embarrassment. The anonymous nature of their email exchanges led her to tell Rod more and more about herself and her past. That only played into his gradual manipulation of Margaret. She found she loved chatting with him, even being raunchy with him, as it would arouse her.
For Margaret, the very name Rod made it easier to be open with him as it was the name of a man who'd become her lover for a few months some 15 years earlier. That Rod had worked with her in a small transport company; he in the yard and her in the office. It was a time for Margaret when Bill was away working most of the time and she'd gotten lonely and bored from a lack of male company at home.
Rod was openly predatory, saw an opportunity and her lonely vulnerability. He flirted with her, gradually increasing his attention over a month. He played his cards of being deprived of a home-cooked meal and knew he was progressing when Margaret invited him home for dinner when Bill was away for a week. He arrived and saw the table set with her best settings and candles adding to subdued lighting. The food was good and when they'd finished he stood up and walked around the table to where she was sitting, extending his arms.
"Now, Margaret?" he said and she looked up at him and his open arms. She rose and his arms enveloped her. "I'm going to fuck you now Margaret," he said, looking into her eyes. She kissed him and he led her to the marital bed. He fucked her like the predator he was, hard and fast, interspersed with asking how his cock felt in her cunt and making her tell him in graphic language what she wanted. And his hard cock did feel so good in her, and she told him. By the time he left in the morning she was ready to do anything he liked and "cunt", "cock", "sucking", "slut-wife" and "fucking" were part of her bedroom language with Rod. He also made her enhance her enjoyment and expertise of cock sucking. The raunchy, slightly rough, sex turned her on so much and she knew one night would never be enough.
Bill found out after Rod had had her many times. Bill was angry when he first found out but she made it plain she had no intention of giving Rod up and, as a matter of fact, she felt Bill had led her into the Rod relationship by being absent so often. Anger gradually subsided and Bill progressed more and more into being accepting the situation as Rod continued to fuck her. Rod had even made Margaret get Bill to drive her over to his apartment so he could fuck her. He'd drive her back and deliver her to her husband who still fucked her but was far more passive than she wanted.
Bill also discovered that fucking her cum-filled cunt was something he enjoyed more and more. Her cunt was so wet and sticky and warm after Rod had finished with her and his cock slid in so easily. It went from being a new experience to something he actually looked forward to. They had an honest discussion about it and he was open to saying how he liked fucking her after someone else had. He also said the idea of her with other men really aroused him. Rod had opened up a new horizon for both of them.
When Rod moved on the only thing Margaret regretted was that she could never get her husband to be more aggressive in bed and treat her like the slut she'd become and enjoyed with Rod.
The marriage survived and Bill became more and more submissive and consumed by fantasies, and some reality, that saw her fuck other men. It was something he acknowledged he wanted to watch. Margaret admitted she liked fucking other men. They fulfilled their fantasies whenever they were on vacation two or three times a year and, for over a decade, Bill was focussed on a stranger meetings, seduction and Margaret being fucked in some of the many hotels they stayed in when travelling.
During what Margaret referred to as their "adventures" they discovered that what they were doing while not common was not uncommon. Several men told Margaret, as she was chatting to them and being slowly seduced in some hotel bar, that her desire for other cocks and Bill's willing move into cuckolding was a whole subculture for many marriages. This led Bill to explore cuckold web sites and his eventual virtual meeting with who they both subsequently called Internet-Rod.
Margaret had initially been hurt when the original Rod dumped her and moved to another state. She later rationalised that it wasn't so much him that she missed but the raunchy and dominating sexy she'd had with him. The feeling of his hard cock inside her, feeling the ridges on it as it sought to get deeper inside her had been so good that she hadn't wanted that to end. Rod had introduced her to raunchy sex and she wanted it again. These were the things she opened up to with the new Rod and he drew out more and more of her experiences and her fantasies. Because of the original Rod, she decided not to have sex and any involvement with a local man or someone her and Bill might meet near where they lived.
Meeting and fucking men away from home ensured there would be no ongoing involvements and the opportunity of hooking up with a dominant man who would treat her as Rod treated her only enhanced the eroticism she and Bill enjoyed when overseas. Walking into the bar of a hotel where they were staying after dinner and dressed as what she described to Bill as classy slut and catching the attention of a mature well-dressed man was the way many memorable nights of raunchy sex began.
Margaret, a fit and toned 60, was more and more uninhibited when away from home, wearing more revealing clothes, lower cut tops, tight skirts and heels and black fishnet stockings.
Another favourite for Bill was a short sleeve rugby top, which had a deeper than usual opening in the front. She would leave the buttons undone and with a push up bra would show off her 36" C cup tits. Not as perky as they were a decade or more ago, they were still attention gathering.
For dinner and a later visit to the hotel bar saw her dress in either a thing, clinging dress or a tight short skirt with a slit up one side and a low cut top. Heels and stockings, a skimpy thong and a half cup push up bra completed her outfits and also the skimpy material next to her body aroused her.
She kept fit and in shape through walking and a stationary bike and while her shape had become a little more fulsome after she was 50, she still looked good in the tight clothes she liked wearing. The top she knew Bill had always liked, along with more than a few men, was with her when we they travelled. It was usually worn with tight, colourful training leggings that showed off her tight, rounded ass. In that combination she always a lot of glances, some very obvious, which she admitted she enjoyed. Bill was a few years older and also kept fit and toned. He was 5'11", 170 and a few inches taller than the 120 pound Margaret.
As part of his continued submissive path, Bill got into cuckold sites and through one he met the new Rod and they clicked. Rod's skills in counselling soon determined where Bill was at and how he might inject himself into Bill's relationship. Her saw Margaret as needy and wanting more than Bill could offer and very quickly he ensured Bill introduced him to Margaret and a separate email conversation between them was initiated. Margaret preferred emails as they were always in her inbox and she could reread them at her leisure and get aroused and wet as she read and played with her clit. She loved how graphic Rod's emails were and how they brought back to her the aggressive and sometimes rough sex she'd had with the other Rod.
She would remember how his hard seven inch cock would fill her cunt as her thrust forcefully and without stopping. He fucked her for his own satisfaction, gripping her ass hard and pulling her into his cock, spanking her sometimes and telling her that she was his slut to be used when and how he wanted. The feeling of his cock getting harder just before he came was something she often remembered and it always made her wet. Those memories flooded back as she spoke to the new Rod via the emails, maintaining her fascination and connection to him.
She also had some toys, particularly a seven inch hard rubber cock she'd christened "Rod" for both of them. Bill knew she had it. Indeed, it aroused and excited him when she brought it into bed after he'd fucked her and told him how "Rod" was a much better fuck and how she needed a much bigger cock in her slut wife cunt.
After she had recounted one such session with the rubber Rod was when the internet and increasingly forceful Rod made some suggestions separately to Bill. She was desperate for some rough, slutty sex, Bill was told and Rod mapped out how to give Margaret what she'd told him she wanted.
In her morning email to Rod, Margaret described how she was in that half asleep unreality when a hand covered her mouth and another pushed her hard into the bed, turning her over onto her back.
"Keep quiet and don't struggle," a rough voice said. She did struggle but that resulted in her being pushed deeper into the bed and restrained by force. She was in a firm grip.
"I've been watching you for the past few weeks," the voice said, "and I know your husband is not around right now.
"I've seen you out walking with those tight gym leggings showing off your cunt and ass and you make sure men see your ass and cunt.
"You're a tease and you show off your tits as well in that tight, low cut top," he added, "you sure need bringing into line."
One hand stopped holding her down and she felt him grab the band of her skimpy panties and pull them down. Margaret heard them rip and soon they were gone. All she had on then was a thin top. She felt him fumbled in the drawer of her bedside table and then she felt the sleeping mask she kept there thrust into one of her struggling hands.
"Put it on Margaret," he said and she flinched by the use of her name. He did know who she was.
"You're my whore tonight," he said, "and that's how you'll be treated."
Margaret's email told Rod how she felt a naked body against her, his knees moving up the bed. Then she felt a hard cock brush against her face. She realised he'd come into the bedroom naked.
