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Heather and Bill had barely been in Chicago for eight hours and she was already an experienced slut.
Roxanne had planned it this way. Heather needed to translate her fantasies into reality. And Roxy had made sure that her first experience of sexual promiscuity was intense enough to erase all taboo.
It was especially important for Bill. Their future life together required him to accept his slut wife. Seeing her with so many men helped him to realize that her choice had nothing to do with his adequacy. She needed more than one man and she needed to open her sexual being to him.
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Heather had gone to shower while Roxanne picked out outfits for the two of them. The other men had left already and it was after midnight. It would be just Roxanne, Heather and their husbands for the rest of the night. Everyone was hungry from their evening of raw sex so they were going out for a bite to eat.
The two cuckolds had remained naked awaiting Roxy's instructions.
"Bill, go and get the cock cages and chains from the bar counter." said Roxanne. He brought them to her. She continued looking through Heather's clothes which Bill had laid out for her, making no move to take the chains and cages from Bill. "Well put it on." she said with a smile.
He had hoped to feel her delicate fingers on his cock and balls again......but was even more titillated by the fact that she made him do it himself. "Such a beautiful temptress." thought Bill knowing full well that this small act was part of her ongoing dominance. Her control liberated him. She gave clarity and demanded obedience - once he had decided to submit to and trust her he need only follow. All anxieties and taboo melted away.
She turned back to Heather's clothes knowing he would do as she said.
Without instruction Peter had taken his cock cage and chain from Bill and put it on. Roxy knew that Peter knew what to do and trusted him to do it without orders.
Both men stood next to her waiting with the slut end of their leashes in their hands.
She had picked from Heather's pile of clothes a pair of black yoga pants, high heel booties and a simple white V-neck T-shirt. Roxy had liked the way Heather's lithe body looked in the leather pants she wore from the airport and she knew these yoga pants would have the same affect. And her female eye told her that the casual sporty look of the yoga pants and t-shirt would look more trashy chic when coupled with the high heeled booties and without bra or panties.
Roxanne turned back to them and took the slut end of each of their chains. "Let's go pick an outfit for me shall we fellas." She walked ahead of them holding her arm behind her just a bit pulling along her two beautifully naked studs. The click click of her heels on the tile coincided with the swinging of her full, voluptuous heart shaped ass. Both men having watched Heather get fucked for the whole night were now being reacquainted with how sexy Roxanne's body looked in the flimsy low cut dress she was barely wearing.
Once in the master bedroom Roxy led both men into her enormous walk-in closet. She unclipped the chain from each of them and hung them on a hook. "That was fun but I think we can put these away for the night now."
"Bill would you remove my dress please." said Roxy standing in front of him seductively pushing her hair back over her shoulders then dropping her arms to her sides. "Just pull the straps down off of my shoulders."
Bill did as she said, but her dress still stayed up, held there by her big firm tits. "That's it, you can pull it down over my tits." Bill did so eagerly. He felt his cock getting hard as she held his hands to her tits while she wiggled her hips to make the dress slide down her smooth white skin. "Just another nudge honey." said Roxy with a seductive smile as she moved his hands down over her torso to her hips where a last push made her dress fall to the floor revealing her fully naked body. His hands remained on her hips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a long deep kiss while her husband watched. "Thank you lover." cooed Roxy with a soft smile.
"Peter grab those nipple studs for me please darling. That's great thank you. Now put this one in for me please Peter." said Roxy as she arched her back enough to push her tits up and forward.
Having done this many times Peter knew to first lick and tease her nipple hard then moisten the stud with his tongue. He gently pushed the barbell shaped stud through her erect nipple and fastened the other side.
"Now you do the other Bill."
Following Peter's lead he bent to gently suck on her nipple. Roxy tossed her head back evidently enjoying the attention. She could see his throbbing cock straining against the rings of his cock cage knowing that the act of sucking on her nipple was turning him on.
"That's good.......you can put the stud in now stud." laughed Roxanne, thoroughly enjoying the attentions of both men.
While the men waited patiently Roxanne then put in her own belly button chain before putting on an outfit that was much the same as the one she had picked for Heather. Her hard nipples and slutty nipple studs were clearly evident as she strode out of the room followed by Peter and Bill.
Heather had just put on the outfit Roxy picked for her when the other three returned to the main room.
"Mmm....mmm....aren't you just a magnificent slut." cooed Roxy as she made a point of checking out the way the tight clothing hugged Heather's beautiful body. Heather turned to show Roxy all sides of her and Roxy smiled appreciatively while she ran her delicate hand over the fabric that clung to Heather's lovely perky ass.
As they left the condo Roxy hooked her arm around Bill's arm and Heather did the same with Peter. The cuckold swap required no explanation - they were all following Roxanne's lead.
Bill was nervous about what their outing would be like. He had been fine to follow Roxanne's lead at the condo, but there is no way that sort of debauchery could transpire in an uncontrolled environment.
He needn't have worried. Once they left the building they were just two lucky guys going out with a couple of very hot ladies. They went to a wine bar that was a short cab ride from the house. They kitchen was winding down. But Roxanne obviously knew the staff as they were prepared to make some snacks for the four of them. Roxy had the casual manner of a beautiful women used to getting what they want. But she was warm, friendly and just flirty enough to have the staff -male and female - falling over themselves to please her.
Aside from those brief interactions her attention was entirely on her guests. On the two occasions she left the table, men did hit on her. She immediately shut them down and made it clear their advances would go nowhere - again with a gentle demeanour.
Roxy used the second instance to make an important point to Heather. The attire she wore was usually quite provocative. She dressed the way she did for herself. But she also knew it attracted men. Usually she appreciated and encouraged their attention. And when she didn't want the attention she deflected it nicely and in a way that wouldn't ever come across as a put down. But she fully expected men to back off immediately when told to do so.
"No means no. It doesn't matter what I am wearing or doing, if I say no that is the answer and nobody is entitled to force the issue. But I don't expect men to know when I am not in the mood or they are not my type. If you need to deflect their attention don't be a bitch about it. The only thing more irritating than an overbearing man who won't back off are these silly little tarts that go around dressing slutty then denigrating the men who approach them."
"So how exactly do you invite the attention, then let them down easy?" asked Heather.
"That is tomorrow's lesson." answered Roxanne with a smile.
After snacks and a few drinks the two couples went back to the condo. Roxanne and Heather went to bed with their own husbands.
Bill was horny from watching his wife and Roxanne so casually display their beautiful bodies. Heather was dead tired, but mindful of Roxanne's commitment to give their cuckolds all the pussy they could handle. She removed Bill's cock and ball cage and casually spread her legs when Bill begged to lick her pussy. When he tasted her juices flowing again he mounted his lovely slutty wife and fucked her until he filled her sloppy cunt with cum for one last time that day. The happy couple then drifted to sleep in each others arms.
Bill awoke 8 hours later with the sight of cum oozing from Heather's pussy in his dreams. He craved her cream pie.
Heather awoke to the feeling of Bill's tongue softly cleaning his own stale cum from her pussy. "Mmmmm...." She looked down at Bill and smiled as she ran her fingers through his hair. "Thank you darling. When that pussy is all cleaned up why don't you come up here and fuck me. This time I want you to dump your load in my throat.....just like all those men I sucked off last night." Stimulated by her own nasty comment she arched her back and extended her smooth sexy legs up in the air in that way that Bill thought made her look extra slutty.
Bill had been half asleep when he dove into her pussy. He almost hesitated when he realized he really was going to eat his own cum from Heather's snatch. But then her hand touched his head. She was in charge and, as Roxy had taught him, all he needed to do was follow. The musky tangy flavour of Heather's juices mixed well with the musky salty taste of his cum. Directed past the psychological barrier of eating cum by his lovely wife he was free to enjoy the taste of cummy slutty pussy - every bit as good if not better than slutty pussy.
Would he be able to lick an actual fresh cream pie.....another man's cum.....from her cunt? Yes. If Heather told him to he would do it without hesitation knowing her direction would liberate his mind to enjoy her taste and texture.
When Bill was done fucking Heather he climbed on top of her and put his throbbing cock in her mouth. She took him in and swallowed every drop. He could see her throat quietly gulping while she smiled up at him.
Then as casually as if they had just been playing cards she jumped out of bed, put on a see-thru camisole and thong and strolled into the kitchen. Roxy was already there making pancakes, wearing a small "wife beater" shirt that was straining to contain her tits. No panties.
As they ate, Roxy laid out the day's plan for everyone. Carl had extra tickets to a Cubs game and wanted to take Peter and Bill. Roxy and Heather would be going out shopping and site seeing.
Around lunch time the men were preparing to leave.
"Bill." said Roxy. "Before you go I would like you to pick out an outfit for Heather. We need to teach this innocent young waif how to pick-up men and I figure who better to decide what looks best on her than her husband."
They all laughed at the reference to Heather - she was no longer innocent. But Roxy was right, she had no experience picking up men.
"Between shopping and site seeing we are going to find a few places where we can show off that magnificent body of yours and get you used to the dating game." said Roxy to Heather.
