MY WIFE, MY WHORE

Clarice Clique

Elouise and I had been married for ten years before she confessed that her favorite fantasy was to be treated like a whore and be used by people she didn’t know. And once she’d told me, she kept telling me, making me think her favorite fantasy was in fact teasing me. When I was at work she sent me texts and emails, especially before important meetings, informing me that I’d married a dirty whore who wanted nothing better than to be fucked senseless by complete strangers.

I had been fretting for over a week about a meeting with my boss that would decide whether my contract would get renewed. A minute before I was due to be called in, my phone vibrated. I’d asked Elouise several times to behave today, I couldn’t afford to be distracted, but I knew it would be her texting me, just as I knew I shouldn’t read it, but I couldn’t resist.

I’ve just sucked the milkman’s cock. He says he’s going to fuck me really hard now. Thought you’d like to know. Good luck with the meeting thing.

I stared at the screen of my phone, reading and rereading so intently that I missed the first time I was called into my boss’s office. His secretary tapped me on my shoulder.

“Thanks, Marie,” I muttered, glancing at her just long enough to notice that she was staring at the bulge in my trousers.

I put my papers in front of me and quickly went into my boss’s office. I tried to focus on what he was saying, but my mind was filled with images of my wife on her hands and knees being fucked by the milkman. The milkman was a young blond guy who never tried to hide the fact that he liked my wife’s body, openly staring at her cleavage even when I was standing next to her. I couldn’t stop imagining him grabbing her tits as he pounded into her tight cunt. Just like I enjoyed doing, feeling their weight, positioning her in front of a mirror so I could watch them moving with the force of my fucking. I wondered if they were in the bedroom, our bedroom, if he had her bent over the bed. Or maybe she was riding him, grinding her wet pussy into his groin as he stared up at her full breasts.

The meeting seemed to go on forever and when I finally got out I phoned my wife immediately.

“Are you still fucking him?” I asked.

Elouise laughed. “How did the meeting go? You still got a job?”

“Yep. No idea how though.” Even as I answered her, I realized I didn’t care at all about my career, all I cared about was how hard my cock was because of her. “Tell me what you’re doing now. Tell me what you’ve done. Tell me everything.”

She laughed again, sounding even more amused than before. “I’ve done the dishes, a bit of vacuuming and I’ve just changed into my bikini to go out in the garden to work on my tan.”

“You know that’s not what I mean. Stop teasing me.”

“Honey, I’m not teasing you now. The text was the tease. Did you really think I’d fuck the milkman? I only pretend to be a whore, you know that I’m a good girl.”

Even after she’d put the phone down her mocking laughter was ringing in my ear. I stormed off to the bathroom, slammed the door on the cubicle and roughly pulled my trousers down. I almost didn’t hear the light tapping on the door.

“Can’t a man get a moment’s peace?” I snapped.

“OK,” a voice replied, a soft feminine voice that belonged to the boss’s secretary, Marie.

“What does he want that’s so urgent he sends you into the john to get me?” I asked, reluctantly zipping my erection back into the prison of my pants.

“He doesn’t want anything.”

“So what are you doing here?”

“I thought maybe earlier it looked like you might want to get to know me better.”

I slowly swung the cubicle door open. Marie had already got my interest but when I saw her standing in the middle of the bathroom calmly unbuttoning her blouse I was riveted. Every guy I knew lusted after her slim figure and her long legs. I could hardly believe it when she pushed her ass up onto the sink and spread her legs wide to reveal that she wasn’t wearing any knickers. There obviously wasn’t any need to say anything else. I undid my zipper and walked up between her legs. I had been feeling so desperate for so long I was scared that I would come the moment the head of my cock slipped in between her lower lips. She squeezed herself around me as if she was begging for me to fuck her. I wasn’t going to disappoint her and I pounded into her tightness, pulling hard on the long hard nipples at the end of her pert little tits.

I half hoped that someone would walk in and see me ramming my whole length into this beautiful woman, and hear her screams as I fucked her. As sexy as Marie was, thoughts of my wife were still tormenting me. I got my phone out of my pocket. Marie looked at me with a confused expression but I thrust even harder into her and her face turned back to bliss and her parted lips emitted sounds of pure pleasure.

I’m fucking my boss’s secretary right now. Thought you’d like to know. She isn’t a good girl, she is a dirty whore.

I smiled at the words of the text, imagining my wife’s reaction. Not that I had to imagine for more than a few seconds, the phone rang and her voice was on the line.

“Very funny, Ronnie,” she said, sounding put upon, but then her tone changed. “What’s that I can hear? Who’s that I can hear? Fuck, you weren’t joking, were you? You are fucking another woman?”

“Yep, I am.” I put the phone to Marie’s ear. “Say hello to my wife, Marie. Tell her that you are a dirty whore and how much you’re liking me fucking you.”

Marie was panting so hard it was difficult for her to speak. I pulled my cock completely out of her but her voice was still breathy.

“Hello, Ron’s wife,” Marie said. “I am a dirty whore and your husband’s cock is so big it’s splitting me in two.”

I put the phone down on the side so that my wife could listen as I fucked Marie with all my energy. Marie was yelling so loudly that I’m sure the whole building must have heard her. The thought of my wife hearing everything pushed me over the edge and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I spread Marie’s thighs wide and pushed into her with the full force of my orgasm. I came hard into her, but when I pulled out there was still spunk dribbling out of the end of my cock. I wiped it clean across her mound.

“I never realized you were such a come slut.”

“I never realized you had such an amazing cock.”

She smoothed her skirt down but not before I’d seen my juices oozing out of her sweet pussy. I picked up my phone and switched it off.

“What was the thing with your wife on the phone?” Marie said dropping to her knees and lapping her tongue over the tip of my cock.

I told her about Elouise’s teasing and my frustration and she smiled and told me exactly what I should do with my wife.

I refused to speak to my wife about what had happened when I arrived home from work. Elouise sulked but she wasn’t angry. The next morning I left for work before she had woken up. I left a note for her on the side.

You are to follow these simple instructions:

You will dress in a short skirt with no knickers.

You will wear stockings and high heels.

You will wear a see-through blouse with no bra.

Your pussy will be freshly shaven.

You will wear a deep-red lipstick.

You will wear a knee-length coat.

I will be home from work at 8 p.m. I will inspect your clothes and make sure you are dressed appropriately. If you are not you will be tied up and spanked, you will remain tied up until I am sure you are really sorry and will behave.

I got a hard-on just writing the note. I wasn’t certain what my wife would do when she saw it but Marie had been absolutely positive about what I should do and the response I would get.

Sure enough when I came home in the evening my wife was waiting for me dressed in the exact manner I had instructed her. I opened the coat and pulled up her miniscule skirt to check she was wearing no underwear and that she had shaved her pussy. It took all my willpower not to fuck her straight away. But without saying anything I pulled her skirt back down and did the coat back up. I took her hand and took her to my car. She was shy, staring at the ground, as we walked out into the street, but she didn’t attempt to resist me.

I drove her to a wooded area that wasn’t too far from our house. I parked in a large clearing that Marie had described to me.

“Take your coat off,” I ordered my wife.

She obeyed immediately, putting the coat on the back seat and then sitting quietly waiting for me. Her hands were resting meekly in her lap and if it wasn’t for the way I had made her dress, she might have looked innocent. I undid my zipper and removed my cock, then I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her face down so her lips weren’t more than half an inch above my erection.

“Give me a slow noisy blow job,” I commanded and then pushed her mouth down onto me.

I moaned loudly and waited. As Marie had told me, after only a short while people began to park up around us and get out and look in our window. It was mostly men, some of whom pulled their cocks out and began to wank as they watched my wife sucking on me. When I judged enough people had gathered, I pulled my wife off my cock and pushed her back into her seat.

“Play with your tits and pussy.”

She looked at me rather than the men around our car as she obeyed.

“Squeeze your nipples harder. Yes, that’s better. Lick your fingers. Now open your pussy wide so everyone can see it. I want you to frig yourself ’til you come.”

Elouise pushed two fingers deep into her pussy and began to fuck herself hard. I had never seen her look hotter. She moaned out her orgasm, her head pressed backwards and her eyes closed.

“Lick your fingers clean.”

Her two fingers were glistening with juices as she took them out of her pussy and pushed them into her mouth. She sucked on their whole length and my cock twitched as I watched her. I took her other hand and placed it on my balls; she lightly caressed them.

“Finger my arse,” I told her.

She took her hand out of her mouth and reached down my back and underneath me, pressing her fingers into the crevice between my buttocks.

“Suck my dick.”

She leaned over me and I held her head down on my cock, fucking myself up into her mouth. It was then I saw Marie in the crowd of people. She was smiling at me; I smiled back and came hard into my wife.

“Hold my spunk in your mouth,” I ordered. I pushed her back into a sitting position. “Now let it dribble over your tits.”

She parted her lips and tilted her head forward letting my come drip out onto her full breasts.

“Listen carefully to me, because if you don’t do exactly as I say you will be punished. When I tell you to, you will get out of the car and let the men surround you. I will film the action. First you will wank them, thirty seconds each before moving on. You will then pick the biggest fattest cock there and kneel down and suck it. You will tell the others they can play with your tits and pussy and wank over you. Six will be fine, one to suck, one for each tit, two to wank and one to play with your pussy. You will spit on his dick and rub it while sucking it hard and deep, you will be noisy, tell them to come all over you, to finger you and squeeze your tits hard. Suck the big dick and make him come first. Swallow it all, making sure you lick every bit off your lips. You will then lie down on the ground and open your legs wide, tell them you want them to come all over your body, covering it with hot sticky goo. Once they have all come, I want you to bend over the bonnet of the car and open your arse cheeks wide. I will then fuck you from behind, standing up, as they watch. Once I have come, you will turn around and open your legs wide, letting the spunk run down your legs. You will ask if any of the women want to lick it off. We will go home with you smelling of cheap sex and spunk. You will shower and put on your sexiest underwear, we will watch the video while you tell me how good it felt. If you are good enough then I will fuck you again. Is that clear?”

Elouise nodded, biting down on her bottom lip.

“Get out of the car.”

I watched as she obeyed my instructions. I got out of the car side with my camera and watched her perform through the lens. Marie came over to me and knelt down and licked and sucked my cock. The men were rough with Elouise. She was trying her best to do what I had told her to, but more men were groping her than she could handle. They spread her legs and started fucking her one after another, shooting their load over her pussy and tits. At one point I could see she was attempting to stand up and spread her ass for me but she was pushed and pulled into doggy position. I stood and watched another man pound into my wife’s tight hole. Marie stood up and took my wife’s place over the bonnet of my car. She spread her tight buttocks for me and I forced my cock into her star-like hole as I gazed at my wife’s body being brutally used.

That night in bed we were watching the video I had taken for the fifth time. I turned away from the close-up of spunk shooting over Elouise’s face and looked into her eyes.

“So how do you feel about finally becoming a real slut?”

She smiled up at me. “I am very happy to be your wife and even more happy to be your dirty whore.”

“Good, because today was just the start,” I said and pushed her onto her back and fucked her again.