It certainly didn't take Clare and James long to offer a dinner party just for us 4. It had only been a couple of weeks and they were very keen to host as soon as possible. Two more weeks later and Saturday was scheduled, come as early as you like, maybe around 4pm.
James, being a chartered accountant, had made loads of money and their house reflected this. A delightful detached Victorian villa set in a two-acre plot. Always a pleasure to visit.
We duly arrived at the appointed hour to be greeted at the front door by James. Now it was our turn to be taken aback. James stood there in a single long black apron that flapped around his knees. Apart from that he was naked.
"Just doing what I am told" James muttered.
We carried on in to be further greeted by Clare, who also wore a matching apron and nothing else.
Clare had discovered that James loved being submissive as well as a cuckold. She had him stand naked and watch as she used her newly acquired vibrator on herself to make herself cum. She might occasionally stroke his cock when walking by or maybe give it a kiss. She would call him a minor distraction to her pleasuring herself. Occasionally just call him a fucking waste of time, a bit of a cunt or plain wanker.
James apparently loved it, having a stiff cock for hours a day, but not allowed to do anything about it, maybe in the evening Clare would possibly let him wank himself or even fuck her. Sometimes she just made him go to bed with nothing but an ache in his balls and no release to his stiff cock. That was cruel. He loved it.
This was a completely different Clare and James, the frankness, openness and sexual freedom that we introduced to them had changed their lives completely. It seems that since they left our place to now had been spent productively. Exploring each other's desires and fantasies. Going at it like rabbits on heat. Making up for many years of lost time.
Clare had embraced the idea of using foul language and being an absolute slut, she was really enjoying this new side to her identity. The sexual freedom it allowed her was intoxicating and she was drinking it all in.
James was also enjoying his new role of being a submissive. He would follow Clare around like a lap dog, do everything she dictated, enjoying the humiliation when she shouted at him, calling him all the names under the sun, standing for ages with a hard on but no action. She was really hard on him but he loved it.
"A drink first, then I thought we could start fucking around straight away." said Clare.
Gin and tonics all round with nibbles were leisurely consumed. All served by James in his black apron.
Clare spoke. "My cunt is aching to be fucked by you. Why don't you strip off and let me suck you for a bit, as for James, he can stand over there and wait and do whatever your wife wants."
With that we stripped and I presented my cock to Clare - suck on that you fucking whore. Which she did with gusto.
The wife had James take all of her clothes off, fold them neatly and find Clare's vibrator. Seating herself in a comfortable chair she waited until James reappeared with the toy.
"I want you to make me cum many times and to lick all of my cunt juices up. You cannot touch yourself or me with your hands, only use your tongue and the vibrator. Now get at it you little fucking prick."
James went at the wife's cunt with the vibrator, gently massaging her clit, rubbing it up and down. Occasionally moving it round to her arse hole whilst he licked and put his tongue inside her cunt. She was enjoying a different man playing with her pussy, a new experience for her.
James was being quite gentle until the wife asked for a bit more pressure. The vibrator was turned up, thrust inside her pussy.
The wife was loving it, eyes closed relishing the sensation, waiting for the oncoming orgasm. Unbeknown to the wife, James had a second vibrator in the aprons pocket. A much smaller version but just as competent. He quietly with drew this one from his apron and presented it to her arsehole, slowly sliding it in. That was it, the orgasm that hit the wife was so intense, all the nerves in her cunt were on fire, cunt juices were being released in bucket loads. James was getting a soaking but stayed with it, continuing with both vibrators in her arse and cunt.
Following yet another orgasm, the wife shouted for him to stop; she needed a rest from such a concentrated attack on her senses. Her breathing was very short sharp gulps of air which gradually subsided as the sensations in her pussy slowed. There she sat just smiling.
"James, not bad, only a couple more orgasms to go. Then I might let you have a wank."
In the meantime, Clare had stopped sucking my cock and was sitting on top of me bouncing up and down. With those lovely big tits slapping my face. My hand had groped her arse and now I had a finger firmly wedged up there. Pushing, I could I could feel my cock in her pussy with the finger in her arse.
She was loving being fucked by someone who was not her husband. It made her feel like a tart. I was playing the role and kept calling her a slut, a whore, a fucking cheap cunt, all the things she liked. I was rewarded by her going at it for all she was worth.
I asked James to come over and said "why don't you fuck Clare in the arse, so she can have a DP experience."
Clare stopped bouncing and looked questioningly at me. I merely shrugged and said "why not." James was already behind her ready to fuck her in the arse which was already wet with juices from her pussy so when James pushed his cock in, it slid up her arse quite easily.
Clare was now being fucked in her cunt and arse simultaneously. At first she found it a pain but after a minute she settled and started to enjoy the double fucking. I also found it odd to have my cock inside her cunt being rubbed by the cock in her arse. But it was just adjusting to my cock in when James cock was going out and vice versa.
Needless to say, Clare was ecstatic. Being fucked, stretched, in pain, hurting and loving it. She didn't know being a slut could be so good.
After a short while, I asked James to stop fucking Clare in the arse and go back to pleasuring my wife. This he did immediately, being the subservient submissive he was. But my wife was quite satisfied and said he could stand in the corner, watch his wife Clare being fucked and wank his cock. James did as he was told, wanking as hard and fast as he could. Finally shooting his load out over the floor.
Clare continued bouncing up and down on my cock until I was ready to cum. I told her to get off and just suck my prick, shove a finger in my arse and wank me to make me cum. She obeyed my request and I shot all into her mouth. Eat that I said and keep on sucking my cock while I calm down.
After all this activity, dinner was prepped and served. A much-needed respite from all the fucking earlier.
During dinner, I suggested that I hypnotise Clare and James again, as I had some questions for them. They agreed and so after we had dined, we all sat down and I hypnotised Clare, James and my wife.
I asked each of them in turn. "What is their sexual fantasy and be totally honest."
Clare replied that she wanted to be raped and fucked by a group of at least 5 or 6 men. To be tied up, to be helpless, totally abused, used and discarded afterwards.
James just wanted to be fucked in the arse and to suck a man's cock to see what it was like. He also wanted to watch his wife's fantasy.
My wife wanted to be fucked by an enormous, possibly black prick.
Wow, how can I sort that lot out.
I didn't fancy fucking James in the arse, but I knew a couple of chaps at the squash club that I was sure would oblige. At the same club was Peter with whom I had played squash. I also had seen him in the shower afterwards. He wasn't black but he did have a monster cock.
There again, I wasn't sure about involving people we knew; would it be to close for comfort?
Another project for me to sort out.
Chapter 4
All these requests and sexual dreams to make come true. How on earth was I going to do it. I must give it a lot of thought.
My first task was to sort out the wife. Being selfish, whilst I could fuck Clare any which way I liked, I didn't fancy the wife having intercourse with another man, any other man and especially one with a massive cock. Might make me feel inferior.
I decided I would have to change her most inner desire. But to what?
As for Clare and James, I decided not to ask any friends, associates or anyone else that we knew in anyway. So, I investigated the internet. There are masses of sites where sexual workers can be hired and I thought that this would be the best way to get people to fulfil their fantasies.