Story Time 15

Story Time

An Alex Tale

Disclaimer: This story contains graphic depictions of sex, infidelity, Multi-person sex, some bondage, dominance and submission, and spanking. If that isn't your thing, then this isn't for you.

Editor's Note: Both Alex and Samantha write collaboratively about their adventures on this account. Our first story, "My Slut Life" is written by Samantha, and is mostly based in real past events. Samantha prefers to write about her overall experience and tell our story, mixing in her fantasies and extending the story as she wants. Alex likes to write about the experiences we share that he finds particularly erotic, shorter vignettes from our lives. Going forward we will identify the primary author of each story.

A movie blared from the screen, loud and bright in the otherwise dark and silent room. It had been turned on as a distraction, and for a time it had done it's job, but as more time passed the figure on the bed, a large man named Alex, grew restless. It had been an interesting night so far, and imagination could not draw a strict bound around how interesting it might yet become.

Alex's mind went to the memory of his last conversation with his wife, Samantha, hours earlier that evening. They had finished dinner, and put the kids to bed as usual, then retreated to the silence and safety of their bedroom suite. Alex had modified it, renovating it for greater privacy, adding sound proofing and other upgrades. He and Samantha were private people by nature, and some of their pursuits were loud.

Alex waited on the bed as Samantha came in and closed and locked the door behind her. Alex looked at her expectantly, not offering any guidance beyond a small smile. She smiled back and slowly pulled her shirt over her head. She sensually ran her hands down her body to the waist of the tight, form fitting pants she wore, and moved her hips from side to side as she lowered them over her hips. Her voluptuous ass came into view, and Samantha turned slightly as she continued. Alex loved her big ass, and she knew it. She bent all the way down, pulling her pants and underwear off, and gave him a view of her pussy. His hand went to his hardening cock at the sight. She certainly knew what he liked, but tonight he had different plans. Straightening, she removed her bra and her large breasts and light pink nipples came fully into view. He marvelled at her, as he always did. 20 years of marriage, and she was still gorgeous. Life had added to her curves, her personality, and her beauty over the years.

He opened his arms to her and she sauntered toward him. Her body felt amazing, electrically tantalizing as he wrapped his arms around her. She bent down and placed her open mouth on his, hungry for him to enter her. As his tongue explored her mouth he ran his hands down her back, roughly cradling her curves past the small of her back to her ample ass. He grabbed a wide handful on each side, the fingers of his right hand resting against the hot, wet lips of her pussy. She moaned into his mouth while they kissed.

He broke the kiss and looked up at her in adoration.

"You are stunning tonight, Little Slut." His husky voice was filled with barely controlled lust. Alex loved the feeling she created in him, an almost animalistic urge to take her, ravish her, hold her down and enter her to her most sacred depths. She loved it to, and so he enjoyed resisting it even more, relishing the tension as it built between them. "Get down on your knees for me my Slut."

She knelt quickly and reached for the waist band of his track pants. It was obvious what he wanted, and she wanted his cock in her mouth just as much. He lifted his hips as she pulled, and after some effort, his large cock, now fully hard after feeling her soft curves in his arms, popped free. She licked her lips and eagerly leaned forward and took it in her mouth, swirling her tongue as she moved her head up and down on him.

"Aaah, that's perfect, you are such a skilled cocksucker." She glowed at his praise. Samantha no longer hid the fact that she enjoyed being a slut. She loved it when her husband praised her for it. She went deeper in response to his compliment. Alex enjoyed her mouth for a couple of minutes, but it felt too good. He didn't want to end the night here.

"As much as I would enjoy drawing this out, and filling your mouth with cum, I have a task for you tonight and we should get to it. On the chair in the corner is an outfit I bought you, shoes as well. No bra or panties with this one, Little Slut, your beautiful tits are part of your outfit, and I want your pussy uncovered." She pulled off of him so quickly it made a little pop as he explained.

"But I was enjoying your big cock. Are you sure you don't want to finish?" she stroked him as she asked, a small pout on her lips. His tasks were always exciting, but she was so comfortable kneeling between his legs she didn't relish leaving.

"Maybe later. Go get dressed." There was an edge to his voice, nothing cruel but enough to let her know he would be unhappy with her if she didn't do it. Resigned, she shifted focus quickly; she grew excited as she crossed the room and saw the outfit on the chair. There wasn't much too it. A skimpy red dress, skin tight so it would hug her curves, paired with some strappy low heels in black. It looked like it would look very slutty indeed with no bra on.

As she slipped into the dress, it became obvious it was even more risqué than she had thought. It was both high and low at the same time. It was low cut, to the point that her cleavage was showing almost too her nipples, which grew hard as she examined herself in the mirror. She tried pulling it up a bit, but it was a short dress. The hem rode close to the bottom of her ass if she pulled it up any meaningful amount. She had lost a lot of weight a couple of years prior, but on some level she still saw herself as overweight, and she certainly was not yet used to wearing anything this revealing. She felt a bit nervous about where this might be headed.

Meanwhile, Alex had moved to lay down on the bed and was stroking his hard cock as he observed his hot wife. She looked unbelievable in that dress; as always, he was tempted to just keep her here and fuck her hard, bent over with her dress pulled up. But he had already made arrangements for her, and he was looking forward to that almost as much as he was to fucking her.

"Don't fuss with it Little Slut, you look sexy. It is meant to be revealing, you need to look every bit the slut tonight. Every man there will want to fuck you. I wonder who will?" He smiled as he said it while she flushed and clenched her hands. He slid to the edge of the bed so he could get out her favourite scotch. He was pouring her a glass before she figured out where to start in her rebuttal.

"You can't expect me to go out in this! I look like a whore! It's one thing to dress like this for you and your friends, but to go out dressed like this is a bit much. What if someone I know sees me?" She had her hands clenched. She didn't often draw a line on his requests. Truthfully, she loved that he pushed her, some of her best erotic experiences were things she would never have dreamed of if he hadn't engineered the situation. She wasn't sure she was going to refuse tonight; already she could feel her pussy tingling at the thought of a room full of men looking at her, lusting after her...

Alex walked over to her and handed her the drink. He smiled and waited without a word. She raised the glass to her lips and took a long drink. Either way, she thought, alcohol would help. He moved close to her but didn't touch her. He looked down at her, his massive frame looming above her, that small smile still on his lips.

"My beautiful, delicate, Little Slut. You should realize by now, I know your heart. In some ways, I know better than you do what you truly want, because I see your pleasure beyond the bounds of your self-imposed limits. Haven't I always steered you toward greater and greater pleasure?" he put his large hand on her chin, cupping her jaw. "Deep down, you are my slut, and it makes you feel sexy to be my obedient little whore. So tonight, you'll wear the dress, go to an out of the way bar where you will meet my friends. They're going to fuck you, Little Slut, and once they have all cum for you, proving that you are the sexy whore we both know you are, you'll come home to me, and I will fuck you last of all."

She clenched her thighs as her pussy grew wet to his speech. She loved when he called her his Little Slut, the pet name they had used for years, but when he called her his obedient little whore something snapped inside her giving her a vision of the evening ahead. She was going to do what he wanted, so that he would reclaim her slut pussy at the end of the night. She took another drink.

"I suppose I should do my make up then." And she turned to the mirror to get to work. Samantha felt like she should probably be offended at how predictable she was to her husband, but he was right. He knew her well, in some ways better than she did. She mused that she probably knew him in the same way. He chuckled as he returned to the bed. He poured himself a drink.

"I suppose you should." He said, and lay down on the bed, watching her while he stroked his long, hard cock.

"Who is going to meet me there?" she asked, taking a moment from adding foundation to admire his tall, well-hung figure sprawled on the bed.

"You know, I was going to tell you who you were meeting, and what they looked like, but since you doubted my plan I think I won't. You'll go to the spot I've chosen, you'll sit at the bar and have some drinks. Men will approach you, and you will flirt with them. Probably they will be the ones I sent, but maybe they won't. I think you should prove what a good whore you are tonight." He smiled as he said it, and after a brief flash of irritation could be seen in her features, she smiled too. It was time to give in to the inevitable; after all, this would truly be some naughty fun.

The movie ended, and Alex checked the clock. Midnight had passed meaning Samantha was later than she usually was when he sent her out into the night. He had never really lost his erection over the course of the night, but he grew hard again as he thought about what she had been up to. He had arranged for 3 men to meet her at the bar, but he had been clear that she would choose who she went with, so it could have been any of them, or all of them. He wanted her to feel pursued while they jockeyed for position near her as she chose who got to fuck her. The important part of tonight was that she felt the power she had over men with her allure. He wanted her to see in their eyes how eager they were for the chance to be with her. Alex knew his Little Slut was powerful in her sexuality, but she needed to be reminded of it.

Just then he saw headlights through the blinds; her uber had returned her home. His gut clenched in anticipation as his cock returned to rock hard. He sat, pouring them both drinks while he waited for her.

She entered the room in a bit of a rush, stumbling slightly. It seemed they had plied her with drinks at the bar. Her dress was even more revealing, the tops of her areolas showing and the hem riding up almost to her pussy. She looked well fucked, sexy in the most primal way. She leaned back against the door with a breathless smile.

"Hi honey." She said and walked over to stand in front of him. She knew he would want to inspect her, a part of the evening she always looked forward to. She wanted to earn his admiration and praise for being a slut.

"Hi Little Slut. Here, have a drink, if you want." He passed her the drink as he examined her. Her makeup was smeared, half gone in fact, and she had cum on her face, streaked from her cheek to her forehead, some in her hair as it hung down beside her face. One of his rules for these nights out was that she was not to clean herself up. He wanted to see the aftermath of everything she did with her lovers. "Did you have a good night? You met some friends it looks like?"

"Yes, although since you wouldn't tell me their names I don't know if I met the men you sent or some other men. I'm not sure if I liked that part Alex; I liked thinking I might be talking to strangers, flirting with them, but I hope I didn't fuck a stranger." She was flushed, obviously very excited by the events of the night.

"I don't know, I might like that idea, my Little Slut out for the night, wild and on the prowl, looking for hard cock. Although I do worry about you, looking that sexy. For now, take off your shoes, kneel here and show me how much you want my cock. Tell me your story." She smiled, leaning on Alex's shoulder while she lifted her leg and put her foot on his thigh. Alex loved her pretty feet with those nails he carefully painted. He would gladly kiss them, sucking on her toes when the mood struck. As he helped slide off her second shoe, she shifted her hips to spread her legs. Her pussy was wet, soaked in cum; it glistened on her legs.

"My my, you must have found a good one, at least 2 big loads for my cum-hungry Slut." Her smile grew very wide, like she had a secret to tell. She knelt down to grasp his 9" cock as she slid her mouth onto him eagerly, bobbing her head and sucking. She raised her mouth after a moment to switch to slowly stroking him as she began to recount her adventure.

"When I arrived at the bar, there wasn't many people there, mostly guys, a few women. I was the sexiest dressed person there, and all the guys were looking at me. It made me wet to feel their eyes on me. I walked over to the middle of the bar, sat down and ordered a drink. That dress you bought me is even harder to manage sitting than standing, with my big ass. I had to pull it down or it would have covered nothing. Of course, as I did that the bartender got quite a view of my tits. He was very friendly all night!" Her eyes gleamed, her hand worked his cock. As he pictured her nearly exposed in the dim light of the bar a bead of pre cum formed on his tip. Samantha quickly licked it up.

"A man approached me right away, he introduced himself as Colin. After a bit of chatting he offered to buy me a drink. I said sure, but since I had just ordered one so it would have to wait until I finished the first one." She took a moment to suck him back into her mouth.

"What did he say to you, do you remember?" Alex asked

"He was a bit crude, not smooth at all, he said 'damn, you are way too hot for this place. My cock told me I had to come talk to you or he was going on strike.' I admit, it was a bit funny, although I laughed harder than it deserved. I wasn't there to turn men away after all." She was looking at Alex, trying to read his face. She wanted to know if Colin was someone he had sent, but he remained stoic, inscrutable.

"While we chatted, 2 other men approached. They introduced themselves as Dave and Bryan. Was Bryan yours? He was the most forward. He was touching me right away, first on my back, but when I smiled at him instead of telling him off he quickly got bolder, touching my arm, my hands, then my ass. He was also the crudest, he said I looked like I wanted some company, wearing a 'fuck me' dress like that." She watched him as he remained silent; she licked the long shaft of his cock from the base to the tip, sucking the tip into her mouth when she got to it, then repeating the motion a few times. He just watched her, and it became clear he wasn't going to give away the game.

"Colin seemed upset; he made as if to leave after I had flirted with Bryan for a minute, since he had a hand on my ass, but as Colin went to stand I put my hand on his thigh, right beside his cock and pushed him down. I leaned in and spoke into his ear so he could see down my dress. I said 'please don't go, I'd love to get a drink with all of you. There is plenty of me to go around.' I think Bryan heard me, because he turned and said something to Dave I didn't hear. They both ordered another drink."

"That's when another guy approached, a big man in a suit, almost as tall as you honey. He was bald with dark skin, I think he might have been from south America from his accent. He was the hottest guy in the bar; he must have known it, imagine approaching a woman already surrounded by 3 men! He didn't act like he knew any of the others. He was the smoothest of them, very sexy, very confident." She smiled at Alex and then began sucking his cock vigorously, going as deep as she could. He was rock hard. She knew how he loved it when she tried to make him jealous. Rasing her head she continued.

"He said 'It looks like you are having a party, and I would never miss a party with a woman as beautiful as you. My name is Miguel, we must have a drink.' He seemed well off, he ordered a bottle of expensive tequila which he shared with everyone. The rest is a bit of a blur, we had quite a few drinks. But they were all over me, at one point Dave leaned in and kissed my neck. Miguel moved his hand from my hip to cup my tit. My nipples were hard the whole time, I was so turned on. I think he couldn't resist a feel." She leaned back slightly showing him what her ample breasts looked like, nipples hard through the thin red fabric. He reached out with both hands and massaged her tits through the dress.

"Oh yeah, that's perfect. When the bottle was almost done, Miguel mentioned that his apartment was only a block away. He invited everyone back to 'keep the party going', he said. I quickly agreed and insisted 'all my boys' come as I called them." She spread her legs as she leaned back, the smell of cum mixed with her arousal wafted up from her.

"So you went back to Miguels apartment with all 4 of them?" he betrayed his first emotion, surprise, even if it was just the slightest flicker.

"Yes. Didn't you want me to fuck all of them? I hope that was ok." She seemed slightly worried now. He chuckled at her concern.

"It's wonderful, Little Slut. You are the perfect Slut, and you always exceed my expectations. I'm proud of you, just pleasantly surprised." He leaned forward. He kissed her lovingly, his hand holding her chin. She needed to be reassured he still loved her, an easy task as he always did. Then he moved his hand and curled his fingers in her hair. He squeezed, pulling her hair tight; he guided her roughly back to his cock. He moved her up and down, hitting the back of her throat to the lovely sound of her wet gagging as he did so. After 30 seconds he let her go. She wiped her mouth and continued.

"He had a nice apartment, although I only saw the living room and the bathroom. I went to the bathroom first, after all those drinks I had too, then when I came back into the living room, Miguel had put on some slow sultry music. I'll have to find the song for you, it was nice, good for a slow sexy dance. My boys were all sitting on the couch with drinks, they must have had a chat because they all seemed very serious, and were watching me closely. As I danced, I think my dress rode up a lot, I'm not sure they saw my pussy, but they definitely saw a bit of my ass. After a few minutes, I grabbed Miguel and Colin's hands and dragged them to their feet; I told them to dance with me, waving to my other boys to join us. It was so hot, their hands were all over me. Miguel kissed me first, deeply. It might have been his hands on my ass as he did. When he broke the kiss, I turned to Colin and we did the same. He definitely had his hands all over me as I kissed him, I know because he pulled my dress up and grabbed my bare ass." Alex took one of her hands and placed it on his cock, reminding her to take care of him while she talked. Her other hand was between her legs, stroking her pussy gently.

She must be worn out after a night like that, but she was still such a horny slut that she had to touch herself. She snapped back out of her story as he moved her hand, and she realized she had been subconsciously fingering herself. She smiled as she raised her hand between them. Her fingers were covered in cum. She licked them and shuddered cutely, then sucked them into her mouth so she could get it all off. Her hand then fell again, back to her inflamed, sticky pussy.