Adventures With Another Man’s Wife

The plan was for a torrid weekend on Maui. In order to be discrete, we flew separately since my lover is a married woman. Lani may be married but her husband wholeheartedly shares this amazing creature with me. This had been going on for over a year by now with out of the way meetings and the occasional threesome at my place or theirs. From the beginning we’d accepted there was to be no lasting commitment, just unbridled lust. By now I was completely under her spell.

I can only describe Lani as a primal female. When her blood’s up she loses all inhibitions and is the most exciting and sexually adventurous woman I’ve ever met or even heard of. In addition to her unbridled sexuality she’s also incredibly gorgeous with beautiful brown skin, long black hair, and a body built for sin. After checking into the Royal Lahaina, we wasted no time getting naked and into bed. Initial lust sated, we languished in each other’s arms enjoying the after glow.

“For the next two days I’m going to help you get in touch with your inner female,” she whispered into my ear.

I had no idea what she was talking about but was open for anything.

“Lie face down, open your legs, and close your eyes, sweetie.”

I felt her hot breath as she leaned close, separating my cheeks. Surrendering completely, I waited in anticipation. With the flat of her tongue she bathed me from my balls up the divide and down again, taking time to probe my opening with the tip of her tongue each time she passed by. My cock began to stir from its slumber. With a jolt, I felt something cold and metallic at my sensitive opening.

“Relax and let it happen,” she breathed. “Trust me.”

The cold smooth object began to slowly enter and open me, popping past my sphincter which closed behind it. She pressed a little more until I felt something round and flat pressed tightly against me. My cheeks closed, locking it in place.

“How does that feel?”

“Strange, but good,” was all I could manage.

She reached into a black velvet bag for a small hand mirror. This was the first time I’d noticed the bag and wondered in anticipation what else might be lurking inside. Holding the mirror at the right angle and pulling one cheek aside allowed me to see the intruder. What looked like a large round diamond impaled and filled me.

The metal orb pressing against my prostate began to warm as unfamiliar sensations coursed through me. Swinging a leg over my hips she sat astride me.  Exotic dark eyes closed, she leaned back and began to slide her wet sex up and down my tail bone and lower spine, gasping and moaning in pleasure. Upper body leaning forward, I felt her long hard nipples lightly drag across my back causing her to shiver. Pressing her heavy breasts into my back, I felt sharp little teeth nibble my ear lobe and her wet tongue probe inside. Now it was my turn to shiver.

For long minutes she took her pleasure, cumming repeatedly as I lay watching over my shoulder in awe.

Her lust partially sated, “Turn over, sweetie,” she sighed.

Reaching into the bag, she next produced a blindfold and proceeded to tie it behind my head. Now in darkness, a sense of surrender began to overtake me.  One wrist was tightly secured to the bedpost above me, then the other, followed by my ankles, leaving me spread eagle. I was now completely at her mercy as I felt my manliness slip away. The bed shifted as she climbed off, leaving me naked and helpless. I waited with a mixture of excitement and alarm, hearing the sound of running water then the padding of bare feet as she returned.

“Are you ready, sweetie?”

A faint sputtering sound, then something smooth began to coat my genitals.

“Lie still, I don’t want to nick him,” she purred.

With one hand stretching my skin and the other wielding a razor, she began to remove the unwanted hair, her hot breath washing over each newly exposed stretch of skin. First my raging boner, then my tightly clinched scrotum. Then further back until every square inch was as smooth as a newborn baby. I shivered with a sense of surrender as my pubic thatch was whisked away. After removing any remaining foam with a damp towel, she was apparently satisfied with her handy work.

Her hot tongue bathed my raging cock as one warm hand encircled the base and the other cupped my now hairless balls. I lie motionless, reveling the attention, when something was slipped over the head and secured tightly around the base causing my cock to fill even further. More sputtering followed by additional foam being applied to my thighs and calves. In a matter of minutes my legs were as smooth as hers. More new sensations ran through me as I felt cool sheets on smooth bare skin for the first time.

Swinging a leg over, Lani lowered herself onto my straining erection. Smooth naked flesh pressed together, I was deeper than ever before. Up and down she rode, bringing me to the brink again and again, but then I jerked as something was clamped onto my tiny man nipples.

“It’s OK baby, you’ll get used to it,” she whispered as she continued her ride.

The stinging subsided, replaced by numbness which faded into the wonderful sensations building deep within me. With a sense of relief, I felt a clamp being removed from one of my tortured nipples, followed by a burning sensation as blood began to return.  Then a sudden, intense stabbing pain and tugging sensation. I strained against my restraints and the weight of her body atop and enveloping me.

“What The Fuck?”

“It’s almost over,” she reassured me.

More pain and tugging in the other nipple, not quite as bad this time as I involuntarily jerked and writhed beneath her, driving my cock ever deeper. The pain subsided quickly, followed by a warm glow extending through my chest which helped me relax in relief. Then more pain, less intense this time, as something was pushed through my poor flesh and snapped into place. I lay beneath her as the pain subsided and my breathing returned to a semblance of normal.

“I now have a matching brace of white stallions, just like great grandmother,” she sighed with satisfaction. It wasn’t until later I learned what she meant.

Removing the blindfold, “Am I a bad girl? I’m terrible aren’t I?” she asked head hanging, a guilty look on her pretty face.

Looking down to my throbbing nipples, now pierced with stainless steel rings matching the gold ones she wore,”Untie me,” I growled.

As soon as the last restraint was removed I grabbed her forcefully by the wrist and drew her face down across my lap.

“YOU ARE A BAD GIRL!”

I brought a hand down sharply on her beautiful brown ass with a loud smack, bringing a yelp of pain to her lips. I continued to spank her hard as she screamed, writhing and twisting on my lap, tears welling in her eyes and rolling down her cheeks.

“Spank me hard, daddy. I’m a bad girl. Oh Yes, spank your bad girl. Harder! Spank me harder! she sobbed.

I couldn’t believe it. She was getting off on the pain I was administering. Throwing her face down across the bed with her lower body hanging over the side, I looked down at her bright red glowing ass. Then at my grotesquely bloated cock, looking like a huge purple plucked chicken. Once again I rained hard blows across her upturned cheeks, watching as waves of brown flesh rippled across her ample behind. I was incredibly turned on by now and ready punish this vixen.

Finally managing to release the cock ring which was embedded at the base of my poor mistreated cock, “Hold your cheeks open,” I ordered.

She complied immediately, holding herself wide open.

“Take me hard daddy. Oh God Yes, take me hard, take me hard!” she cried, tears streaming down her face.

Grabbing a handful of hair I slammed into her with brutal force, pounding and ravaging her relentlessly, all the while feeling the heavy plug in my ass urging me forward. With one last brutal lunge, I came with a roar as she screamed, her whole body shaking.

“Oh God! Oh God! Yes! Fill me daddy, fill me, fill me!” she wailed as I flooded her hot interior.

With one last earth shaking scream she collapsed limp on the bed beneath us. For long minutes my entire body continued to shudder and quake in release as I poured endless streams into her. To this day, I’ve never cum like that again. Looking down on her now passive features, I couldn’t help forgiving the indignities and pain she’d imposed upon me.

Between sweet love making and savage carnal coupling, the rest of the weekend was a blur. When our plane arrived back in Honolulu we disembarked separately. Upon sighting her husband at the gate she ran to him with a squeal, raining kisses all over his face. Looking over her shoulder he gave me a knowing wink. The bastard knew what she’d planned and hadn’t warned me! The next time the three of us were naked together I understood her ‘matching white stallions’ comment. I don’t continue to shave my legs, although I do keep the rest trimmed closely. The rings? Yes, I still wear them. Each time my now super sensitive nipples brush the inside of my shirt, a tingle wells up from between my legs, reminding me of that unforgettable weekend on Maui.

 

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