I love to masturbate. I've never admitted that to anyone before. I'm writing
this E-mail and sending it off to you, Jim, only on the basis that I can remain
anonymous. I guess that tells you how embarrassed I am about being a
masturbator. The truth is that our society is not very kind to someone who
`jacks-off'. From the time I was a child I'd heard all the derogatory remarks
about those who play with themselves. When I was very young someone told me that
all boys like to play with themselves, but it would stop as soon as I started
fucking girls. As a matter of fact it never stopped and I don't want to stop.
Even after I got married, I continued to play with myself on a regular basis. I
never really deprived my wife of sex. We still make love three or four times a
week, but I play with myself about that many times per week as well. I have one
overriding fantasy that I have in my mind when I masturbate. I always think of
my wife fucking another man. The letters in men's magazine that really turn me
on is where the wife makes it with another man in front of her husband. I
especially get off, literally, on those stories where the husband is subservient
to his wife, or forced to watch as his wife willingly fucks several other men.
You know the ones I mean; the poor husband has lost his wife in a poker game and
has to watch his wife get fucked to fulfill the lost bet; or the poor husband
has been tied up by a motorcycle gang and forced to watch his wife suck and fuck
all the gang members, she starts out afraid and shy but before it's all over she
is loving it and begging for more from some `real men'; or the one where the
wife is very dominate and gets her kicks off by forcing her husband to watch as
she fucks some big black stud; or the one where the husband has had to allow his
boss to fuck his wife to get a promotion, at first she protests but then she
enjoys it more than she ever did with her hubby. Like I said, those are the kind
of stories that I love to beat my meat over. I have tried watching X-rated
videos, but they seldom have this kind of scene in them. If anyone ever makes
such a movie I'll buy it and jack-off over it, but in the meantime I am very
content just to read sexy letters and stories in your magazine and others like
it. Or I should say I was content until a few months ago when something happened
that has changed my masturbating habits forever. It was on a Wednesday, my one
afternoon off from work. Since my wife also works, Wednesdays were always the
one day that I could count on having the house to myself. It was great that
instead of having to sneak off to my basement workshop to play with myself, I
could do it in the comfort of our bedroom. I had got home at my usual Wednesday
time of a little after 1:00 P.M. and after a quick sandwich headed for the
basement workshop. I gathered up some of my best `girly' magazines and letter
publications from their hiding places along with my heavy oil and brought them
up to the bedroom. After spreading the magazines out onto the bed, and stripping
off my work cloths, I spread plenty of my special heavy oil onto my already
stiffening prick. (I make my own special brand of cock lubricant to use when I
play with myself. I found out that baby oil was to runny and Vaseline was too
thick. I take one part oil to 2 parts Vaseline and melt them together to get
just the right consistency of lubricant for playing with my cock. It works just
great and allows me to play with myself for hours without ever getting sore)
Besides spreading out the magazines I had also popped an X-video into our VCR
and started it before becoming completely absorbed in reading your letters to
the editor. As a matter of fact I was so engrossed that I never heard my wife
come into the house. She had a bad day and left work early to be with me.
Needles to say she was shocked to see me sitting on the bed turning the pages
with my left hand and stroking myself with the right hand, while the TV was
showing a beautiful blonde sucking the cock of one guy and being fucked by a big
black stud at the same time. Her shock quickly turned to anger and she did
something she had never done in our fourteen years of marriage. She started
slapping me! When I first realized she was there in the room I stood motionless
and felt a deep sense of shame and guilt. My proud cock went limp and I didn't
say anything even when she began to slap me. As she continued slapping me the
strangest thing happened inside me. I realized I deserved it and probably a
whole lot more, but the punishment my wife was dishing out to me was making my
guilt and shame disappear. As my shame was subsiding it was being replaced by
feeling of sexual arousal deep in my loins. After all wasn't this part of my
fantasy, to have a dominate wife who wasn't afraid to slap her husband around.
By not saying or doing anything to my wife as she slapped me, I just let her
vent her anger until it subsided in her. She was still angry enough to snatch
the magazine story from me and march out of the room, though. When she left, I
collected the remainder of the magazines from the bed and piled them neatly onto
the floor. I was walking over to turn off the TV set when Janey came back into
our bedroom waiving the magazine story I had just been reading. "Is this the
kind of shit that turns you on?" she spit out at me. I didn't really reply but I
kind of hung my head in shame and nodded a yes. She had obviously thumbed trough
my reading material. It was a story of a dominate wife, dressed in leather and
chains, who enjoyed making her husband watch and play with himself as she fucked
and sucked a black cocksman. "I think I'll just subject you to the same kind of
treatment and see how much you like living out your fantasy. What do you think
about that, you Jack-off?" She was obviously still very mad at me and latter I
found out she had stopped to have a drink or two on the way home. The
combination of a few drinks and being very angry with me made her more dominate
then she had ever been in our relationship. The strange thing is that instead of
getting angry myself to meet her challenge, I started cowering to her. They say
when faced with a challenge you either fight or flight. I guess at that point I
was too ashamed of myself to do anything but take whatever punishment and verbal
abuse my wife wanted to dish out. I just kind of stuttered to her question that
I probably would deserve it. I really did mean it, after all I had been cheating
on her with myself for fourteen years without ever telling her about my
weakness. She responded to my weak statement while continuing to wave the
magazine in front of my face, "O.K.. asshole. I will treat you just like the
weak-kneed husband in this story. The first thing I want you to do is go out to
the store and buy me some sexy leathers just like the wife wears in here while I
call someone to come over and fuck me good." I know that she expected that what
she had just said would get me upset, but her harsh words had the effect of
exciting my loins. As a matter of fact I started getting a hard on as I stood
there taking this well deserved harsh treatment from my normally very mild and
loving wife. As she spoke to me my dick began to rise and my wife saw it. She
was in no mood to be kind or loving to me at this point and she told me how
disgusting I was. She told me to get out of her sight and not come home until I
had bought the right kind of cloths for her to dominate me in. As I got dressed,
I heard her on the phone talking to our pool man, Ralph. He is a big black man
who cleans our pool twice a month. I never really appreciated the way he looked
over my Janey, especially when she was in her skimpy bikini. I overheard her
tell him to come right over because she needed some special treatment from him
that she knew he'd be happy to give her. I'm sure he got the meaning in her
innuendos as he agreed to come over to our house right away. When I left the
house, I went straight to a sex store I knew of not far from our neighborhood
and purchased my wife's requested leather and chain type of clothing, along with
extra high heels, sexy black nylons and even a short leather tongued whip. I
can't describe how sexually excited I was thinking that I might really live out
a life long fantasy with my wife. My emotions bounced around from hard dick
excitement, to fear that she might really do what she said she would do with
another man, to shame and guilt for being discovered jacking-off, back to sexual
excitement over the possibility of living out one of my fantasies with my wife.
By the time I got back with my wife's sexy dominate cloths, Ralph had already
arrived. it became apparent that what my wife had said before about making love
to another man while I watched WAS NO IDLE THREAT. When I arrived in the door,
Ralph jumped back from my wife's side. I'm sure that they had been kissing
before I walked in the door. Janey told Ralph not to worry about me being there
because what I thought or did just wasn't that important to her right then.
After saying that she drew Ralph close to her again and gave him a long wet kiss
right in front of me. When she released Ralph from her grip, she steeped over to
me, took the packages from under my arms, and said to me, "Let's see if you made
good choices for me. While I get undressed get Ralph whatever he wants to
drink." I did as requested and took Ralph into our den for a drink. We spent
some uncomfortable time together as Ralph looked at me in a very puzzled manner.
I finally explained to him over his second bourbon and water that Janey and I
had a little spat and that this was her way of getting even. I also admitted to
Ralph that I probably deserved this and I was willing to take what ever it was
that my wife wanted to dish out to me as deserving punishment. Ralph's only
comment was that, he wasn't sure what it was I had done, but he was glad I did
it because he had been dreaming of getting his big black hands on her plush
white tits for a long time. I swallowed hard at his remarks trying to shove back
the jealousy that was overcoming me. I realized then that it was one thing to
fantasize and another to have it actually happen. I knew that in a matter of
minutes that my wife would be having sex with another man for the first time in
our fourteen years of marriage and now I was beginning to have a lot of second
doubts. But I also knew there was no turning back now. Just then, my wife came
into the room and I realized that I didn't want to turn back. She looked like
the perfect mistress with her ultra high 6" heels, black silk nylons, black
leather corset with metal chains for a waist clincher and a black studded
collar. To top it all off she was brandishing the cat-o-nine tales whip I had
purchased for her. My dick got an immediate hard on and I could see a bulge
beginning in Ralph's pants. "Come over here, you fucking jack-off and take off
your cloths." my wife spit out at me. The vehemence in her voice caught me off
guard, but I did as requested or I should say as commanded. It was obvious to me
that she was still steamed at me for my years of masturbation while being
married to her. I dropped out of my shoes and socks first then my shirt and
finally my pants. "Get those underpants off quickly my piss-ant. I want your ass
bare so I can whip it properly." True to her words, as I dropped my underpants
to the floor, she started whipping me really hard with the leather whip. My
boner shrank back down from the pain of her whipping. Somehow I expected it to
be just pleasant light playful strokes, rather than the pain my wife was
directing at my ass. "Look at his dick would you Ralph, what a miserable excuse
for a prick. Why don't you show us a real cock?" Ralph, without saying a word
unzipped his pants and whipped out just about the biggest cock I'd ever seen
close up and personal. (Maybe, Johnny Keys or John Holmes had bigger ones, but
his was the largest I'd seen in person) It must have been almost ten inches in a
semi-flaccid state. The diameter was so big that I knew my wife would not be
able to put her hand all the way around it. The size of his dick took Janey back
for a moment to, but not for very long. "Oh yes, that's the kind of dick I've
dreamed about." Then my wife walked over to Ralph and took his monster cock into
her hand, stroking it slowly like some type of musical instrument. "Please fuck
me with this marvelous cock." "What about him?" Ralph asked, not even looking my
way. Janey began sliding Ralph's pants off him and removing his shirt as she
replied, "I want him to stay and watch me fuck a real man. Let him play with his
little dick until it's sore, That's all he's good at, the fucking bastard
jack-off." Strangely enough that's just what I wanted to do. I'm sure Janey
thought she was really punishing me, but to tell the truth, I was beginning to
love every minute of it. The humiliation and domination by my wife, the
anticipation of watching her fuck with a big black stud. These were my fantasies
come true. My dick was getting very hard and big. Not nearly as big as Ralph's,
but nice and big for me. I swear my normal hard-on of 6" was a full 1" larger
and my dick felt harder than I ever remember. Now Ralph did glance my way, I
guess to make sure I wasn't going to take offense at Janey's remarks or get
angry. Fat chance of that, if I tried anything I knew Ralph could overpower me
and I also knew, instinctively, that if I didn't do what Janey requested my
marriage would be down the tubes. As Janey continued to fondle his dick, Ralph
began to massage my wife's tits, very gently for such a big man. Ralph backed up
a couple of steps to the coach, and sat down, pulling my Janey on top of his
lap. Now her gigantic bared tits were practically in his face. The next move was
fairly obvious; Ralph buried his face in my wife's sweet cleavage. I sat
motionless unable to do anything but watch with fascination and listen to my
wife's breathless exclamations. Ohhhh that's nice," Janey cooed. "Kiss them, and
tongue them, while my husband watches." I know I should have been jealous and
angry over the slutty way my wife was acting but, I have to admit, that I
couldn't really control the growing pleasure in my loins. Ralph continued to be
very bold about feasting on my wife's boobies while I was watching. He slurped
on them for almost 10 minutes. I could tell from the guttural sounds that my
Janey was making that she had at least one or two mini-orgasms while wriggling
her ass around on his lap. I was sitting there playing with myself when it hit
me that Ralph must have a massive hard on by now also, especially with Janey
jiggling on his lap with her sweet ass. Before I could say or do anything, Janey
broke the silence with, "Ohh, God that fells good! I can feel your dick getting
harder and harder against my ass. You are such a big horny stud. Please undress
me the rest of the way and fuck me in front of my wimpy husband." What man could
resist that kind of offer. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the
bedroom as I followed after them like a puppy dog. After placing her on the bed
he slid her leather corset all the way off and removed Janey's panties, leaving
her heels, garter and nylons on. He stood up, never even glancing my way and
quickly shed the rest of his cloths. While he dropped his cloths to the floor my
wife looked over at me with the same contempt she showed ever since discovering
me masturbating. However, this time her voice was a little less harsh as she
said, "Go ahead baby, keep playing with it. I want to see your hard dick while
Ralph fucks me." She said it so matter of factly that It sounded almost like
something we did ever day. I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut and look on
as Ralph mounted Janey on the bed missionary style. It wasn't long before my
wife was in the type of ecstasy she normally reserved for me. She wrapped her
legs around him as he gave her long strokes into her seething pussy. I kept my
hands on my hard dick like Janey had demanded as I watched them. Ralph had
doubled over slightly so that he could fuck Janey and suck on one of her soft
bosoms at the same time. He was really pumping her hard and Janey was loving it!
They changed position at Janey's suggestion. Ralph laid on his back with his big
10 inches in the air while she mounted him straddle style allowing him free
access to continue sucking her pillowy tits. Janey rode up and down on Ralph's
cock making soft slurping noises as her cunt hit the base of his massive cock,
over and over again. "Ohhh yesss...., fuck me with your fat black cock. Don't
ever stop. Mmmmm .... Ralph your sooo biiiggg. Give it to meee all night long."
Then glancing my way, "Jim, your little wife is getting the shit fucked out of
her by a big black stud. Look at me riding Ralph's cock. This is what you wanted
wasn't it? How does it feel to see your wife get fucked by a real man, you
fucking wimp?" What could I say? The truth of it was that it was exactly the
type of fantasy I've always craved. Now that it was real I wasn't really sure of
all my emotions. However, the fire in my loins soon pushed out any thoughts but
those that made me realize how incredibly sexy my wife looked and was acting as
she got fucked by her black lover. As Ralph continued to pound his massive cock
in and out of her pussy, my wife changed her position again. This time she went
on her back so that her legs were spread further apart and then she lifted her
legs so that they were reaching wantonly toward the ceiling. They continued
their relentless fucking as his balls sounded a resounding splat every time he
pistoned into her cunt. I thought to myself that the position of Janey's legs
must be tiring on her. As if she was reading my mind, my wife opened her eyes
slightly from the delicious sexual delirium she was in and addressed me. "I'm
getting tired with my legs in the air. Hold them up for me so I can continue to
enjoy Ralph's big cock pounding my pussy, you asshole." Although I did as told
it made me very unhappy that I had to give up pulling at my own cock to assist
my wife in her fucking of Ralph. My cock just dangled between my legs as I
helped to steady my wife's legs wide apart for Ralph's continued assault upon my
Janey's pussy. Finally, after about ten minutes, my wife again changed her
position to lay on her side, so that I could return to the wonderful fondling of
my dick again. After turning on her side my wife told me, "Now go back to
playing with your little worm. Play with it until it bleeds." What the hell
could I do but play with my dick for all it was worth? The absence of my hand
from my cock while holding my wife's legs for her had made my dick
super-sensitive to my touch. I couldn't contain myself as Janey's squeals got
louder and louder finally screaming through an intense orgasm. My cum spurted on
our bedroom carpet as I let my load fly. Ralph wasn't prepared to have it over
so quickly, however, and he continued fucking her as he mounted her doggy style
playing with her tits from behind. My wife told me to get in front of her so she
could keep her eye on me. They had been at it for an hour and Janey was
obviously in seventh haven. Our love making had never taken this long and I knew
she was getting the fucking of her life. She literally screamed through her
third orgasm of the night and Ralph couldn't resist any longer. Suddenly Ralph
began to jerk all over and as he did, he pulled out of my wife's sopping wet
cunt and spilled his oncoming load of hot jizz all over the crack of Janey's ass
and the small of her back. Janey turned her head my way and told me in no
uncertain terms, "God that was great. Be a good little jack-off and lick Ralph's
cum from my ass, you wimp." I hesitated for just a second or two and she added,
"Do it NOW, you fucking asshole. " I hesitated no longer for my wonderful
mistress and began licking her ass as commanded. Her sweat and Ralph's cum made
a strange salty taste in my mouth. "That's it, lick my ass real good and I might
let you lick out my pussy some time soon." That was all the encouragement I
needed to re-double my efforts to do a good job at being an ass licker. After
swallowing up every bit of Ralph's cum from her sweet body, my wife collapsed on
the bed. Ralph got up, got dressed and left without saying a word to Janey or
me. After Ralph left my wife didn't say a word to me. In fact she didn't really
talk to me for several days. Finally, after I did a lot of begging and pleading
for her forgiveness, she told me that one night wasn't going to wipe out the
fourteen years that I had been cheating on her by having sex with myself instead
of her. She explained to me that what transpired with Ralph was going to happen
with other men, until she felt that we were even. Since then my Janey has had a
lot of men come to our house to fuck her in front of me. I have even had to
recruit a lot of her lovers myself. She always pours verbal abuse on me as I am
made to watch her fuck and suck her lovers. She has also really taken to being
my sex master when we are alone, wearing her leather outfits, and treating me
with the type of contempt I deserve. And you know what? I hope she never feels
the score is evened, she is making all my sexual fantasies come true and I love
it!
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