wife story idea with fetish

shaman777

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i have a story idea and don't think i can write it. it's similar to an old theme but with some twists:

imagine a man watches another man with his wife. they met the man at a bar specifically for this event, maybe even had it arranged via email or phone conversations. nice slow buildup... talking about watching them dance, him feeling and touching her a little at first then more bold.

then they end up back in the room. the wife is made to stand in the middle of the room with her hands behind her head... detailed descriptions of her young firm body at all turns... she's nervous, chest heaving, breathing hard... still sweating from dancing. the man talks to the husband, tells him he owns his wife, can do anything to her, how he's going to make her beg for him, then she's going to find he's so big that she screams for him to stop... that he will fuck all her holes, and then the husband's as well.

also be nice to work in armpit fetish. don't see this done much, but clean shaven women's armpits are just sexy. very dominant to lick a woman there, to taste her... like she has no secrets from a man who has done that.

guy fucks wife, detailed descriptions of her struggling against him, him holding her arms above her head and licking her there... making the husband eat the cum out of her pussy. maybe making husband come on her and lick it off himself. guy could fuck all her holes, and maybe end with doing the husband's ass.

what would make this work would be for the man to be very dominant and humiliating... to really own the couple. anyone interested in writing this? i'd love to read it and/or help...
 
wife story idea with (armpit) fetish

here's what i got. anyone pick it up from there?

I sat in the bedroom, in a chair she'd brought in from the kitchen and put at the end of the bed. I took a moment and looked at my wife of 5 years. She was 26 years old, had very firm 34 C breasts, a tight firm body from many trips to the gym. She looked so young, so hot, so very fuckable. She was wearing the tight, strapless black evening dress he'd bought her a few months ago. The skirt came to the middle of her thighs and the top held her firm tits up and out. She was wearing a pair of black high heels. Fuck me pumps he had always called them. What she was wearing under the dress was, for the moment a mystery.

I remembered we were not alone in the bedroom and looked at the large black man standing there, looking at me with a smirk, knowing he was going to fuck my wife and probably both of us, and knowing he was going to do it because I agreed to it. I remembered how they had first met this man, Jason, in an online forum, how I had at first discussed my fantasy of seeing Michelle fucked by another man, even letting the man do things to both of them. Remembered how a few weeks ago Michelle had agreed to a threesome with another girl (a story for another day) if they could do a threesome with another man as well. Remembered how the emails to Jason had become more real, eventually they had set a day and time for a meeting.

I remembered the three of us meeting in a bar, watching Jason dance with Michelle, watching his hands on her body, rubbing her long firm flanks, feeling her ass, catching quick gropes of her breasts. Watching them in slow songs, Michelle's body sweating from the fast dancing, seeing her put her arms around Jason's neck, watching Jason's hands rubbing up the underside of her arms, come to rest on her tits, rubbing and pinching her hardening nipples. Remembered watching them later that night as Jason grew more bold, rubbing her ass under the dress. I had been helpless, watching as she humped his leg, and then his hand as it was between her legs. She was a bitch in heat and I knew this new man already owned her. I couldn't see but I could imagine that her pussy was very very wet.

Now we were in the hotel bedroom. I was sitting naked in a chair, cock at half mast, bobbing with my heartbeat and breathing. I was so nervous and excited. Jason grinned, leared at me. He said "you know I'm going to fuck your wife?" I could only nod yes. He then said "You know I'm going to fuck all her holes?" Again I could only nod my head. I felt a lump in my throat as his eyes burned into me. He said, "You remember what the deal was, right? Couples are kind of my thing. I love to fuck couples. As far as I can see there are 5 holes here that need fucking. Once we start this, there is no turning back, no backing out, no limits. Understand?" We had already discussed all this first in email, then on the phone. He said he would give me one last chance to back out, then there was to be no stopping. I knew he was very dominant, very strong, and would have whatever he wanted once we began. I knew this would likely involve me doing things with him and to him, and I had never done that before. Nonetheless... I was committed and I nodded yes.

"Come stand in the middle of the room baby.", he said to Michelle. I watched her walk, watched the long strong muscles in her flanks tense with every step. "Put your hands behind your head, let me see your body." I watched as he walked around her, making grunts of approval. He stood behind her and kicked at her ankles. She quickly got the message and spread her legs. I watched the muscles in her long, lean legs tremble as she tried to hold steady on her high heels.
 
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