XXX-Fiction

Part 2…

I got my wife Marney into dog sex a few years ago. I had no idea just how much she’d love it. She’s been attending parties as the party Sub dog slut for a few years, and she loves it. One night when she came home after one of her parties, she sat me down and said she needed to talk to me. A couple she met at the last party asked her if she was interested in visiting their house and meeting and getting mounted by their big Rottweiler, Jumbo.

Marney asked me if I would go with her as she did not know this couple though she said she got a good vibe from them, and they were both young and attractive. I had not attended any of these parties with her for years when I decided I wouldn’t say I liked seeing her used by others after all. I think I was jealous of my loving sexy wife being used as a submissive dog slut by people other than me.

After thinking it over and her pleading with me to attend this new event, I gave in and agreed to go with her. We video-chatted with Sam and Chris a few times and made a date. They are about an hour from us. The night before we were to go, Marney was pacing and pacing. She came out of the bathroom naked and asked me to fuck her in the ass. Never one to turn down her cute sweet ass, I jumped on her and realized she had lubed her butt hole before asking me and pulled me right up to her ass. This whole turn of events excited me and gave me a raging hard-on.

She got on her hands and knees and turned, looking at me, whispering, “Take my ass, baby.”

It was too much, and I jumped on her and pounded as hard as possible. I slammed as hard and fast as possible but was so excited I could not hold back and came in only a few minutes.

“Baby, I can’t wait for you to see me pounded by Chris’s big Rottie,” Marney told me after she caught her breath.

Our little romp took all my energy away, and I was out as soon as I lay down. When I awoke in the morning, I could hear Marney singing in the kitchen, so I dressed and went down. She wore a sexy little corset, thigh highs, and heels humming a little tune. She looked so sexy.

I thought about taking her to the kitchen table but calmed down and said, “Good morning, Sweet cheeks.”

She turned to me, smiling like she won the lottery. “Morning, my handsome man,” she said, pouring me a cup of coffee. “Hungry?” she asked, offering me some waffles.

I nodded and was presented with a plate with some sausage and waffles.

“Honey,” she said. “I’m so excited. I don’t know what to do. You sit and eat your breakfast, and after, I’ll give you a blowjob for dessert. How’s that sound?”

I replied, “Perfect, darling.”

I ate fast as I knew her excellent blowjob was coming after. She picked up the kitchen and put dishes and pans in the sink. When I finished, she was on me in a flash. I scooted my chair back from the table, and she was yanking my pants down, getting on her knees quickly. She was very excited about the day coming up. She got me hard in seconds and was deep-throating me right away. This whole little event had my heart racing, and I came in only a few minutes. Marney continued sucking me until I went limp and then licked me clean.

She smiled up at me and asked, “Was that okay?”

I was speechless with my beautiful sexy wife gave me her little innocent look. She knows that look gets me. I pulled her into my arms and kissed and hugged her telling her how much I loved her. “Let me rinse these dishes, load the dishwasher, and we can get ready to go.”

I nodded okay and went into the living room to wait for her. Soon she was dashing upstairs to get showered and dressed to go to Chris and Sam’s. When she finished, she came down with her long black hair in a ponytail, tight-fitting jeans, and a loose-fitting top. I sometimes forget what a fox my wife is, but I was quickly reminded when I looked her over.

“How do I look?” she asked,

“Perfect,” was my one-word response.

“Ready to go?” she asked me.

“Sure, let’s get going.”

*****

All the way there, she never stopped talking. She was nervous. She mentioned how beautiful Chris was and what a manly-looking man Sam was. I wanted to put a piece of tape over he mouth as she would not stop. I was a little unsure about this little tryst. I planted the seed of dog sex for her but lost interest when I saw my loving wife treated like a sex toy by people and their dogs. Although she seemed to love it, I realized her excitement was fueled by her being given ketamine without her knowing. It makes her like a sex zombie.

The time finally passed, and we pulled into their drive. They have a very large house with a big wrap-around porch. They heard our car pull in and came out to meet us. We said our hellos and were led into the house. We were led to the big den, which I noticed had a breeding bench in the corner. Sam returned with mimosas, and we toasted the day. Chris sat next to Marney, stroking her long black ponytail, telling her how beautiful her hair was.

Chris was murmuring something in Marney’s ear. I could not hear but tell it was turning Marney’s switches on. Chris is a gorgeous blond with a body to die for. She kept leaning into Marney, whispering in her ear. Soon Marney leaned back, and Chris drove her tongue into Marney’s mouth. Soon a hot wet French kissing was happening between the two sexy women.

“Chris has had a thing about your wife from the first time she met her at Shirley and Dan’s,” Sam informed me. “Oh, they also mentioned her wild side when she has some special K, which I put in her mimosa. Are you enjoying this little pre-show?” he asked me.

He got up and moved the bench to the center of the room.

“Want to help Bruno mount me, Marney, so you can see what you will get?” Chris asked.

Marney just nodded and moved to help strap Chris to the bench.

Chris told Marney,” Have you ever had or seen an eleven-inch thick dog cock?”

Marney just trembled with excitement. Sam went and returned with Bruno, that big beautiful Rottweiler. Bruno could smell Chris’s juices flowing and went about licking her pussy. Marney was kneeling next to this spectacle, sitting on her heels, licking her lips.

Sam told Marney, “You know you’ll be next.”

She just shivered and started playing with her pussy through her jeans. It wasn’t long before she had shed her clothes and fingered herself, fluid going everywhere. Sam unzipped and pulled out his sizable cock, and moved toward Marney. She reached out, licked it until it got hard, and then went to town, sucking. His cock was ten full inches hard, and Marney was forcing it down her throat.

Meantime, Bruno had Chris writhing all over the bench, begging to be fucked. I approached the big boy and helped him mount his mistress. He was pounding her with all he had in only a few thrusts. Chris was moaning and groaning like crazy.

“Oh Bruno, Fuck that big cock in me. Pound me senseless, big boy.”

Meantime my wife was deep-throating Sam’s big thick cock, foam coming from around her lips. “Here we go, Marney,” said Sam as he started to face fucking my wife, her eyes wide as she grabbed his ass and pulled him into her face.

She gagged on his big meat but kept pushing it deep into her throat. Her eyes started rolling back in her head, and her breathing got rapid. My dainty petite wife has turned into a fuck pig. I could only imagine her taking me to swing parties so she could be passed around. After all, that’s what she did at Shirley and Dan’s with the addition of fucking and sucking dogs. It is my fault. I’m the one that encouraged her to think about dog sex. Shirley and Dan got her hooked on ketamine. When Marney is on special K, she’ll do anything depraved and love it.

Elsewhere Chris was having climax after climax as Bruno pounded her relentlessly. With all this wild sex happening around me, I noticed I had a pre-cum wet spot in my pants. Sam had cum in Marney’s throat and went over to get Chris off the bench. Marney lay there sweating with her mouth hanging open, drooling. Chris went over to Marney and whispered something in her ear.

“Oh, yes, please,” was Marney’s response.

Still panting, Marney was led to the bench, and Chris strapped her on. Marney looked like a crazed animal waiting to be fucked by Bruno’s huge log. Marney’s pussy was dripping juice like crazy. Sam led Bruno over, and he caught her aroma and started licking her cute little pussy and ass. Marney was all over the place as Bruno worked over her sex.

Chris said, “Bruno, mount.”

He did not hesitate and jumped up on my wife. Chris helped him find Marney’s dripping pussy, and he drove it in. His insertion took away Marney’s breath.

Her eyes rolled back, and she screamed, “Oh, I love your big cock, big boy.”

Chris approached me, saw my wet trousers, and asked if I wanted her to suck my cock. Not waiting for an answer, her hands were undoing my pants and belt. Before I knew what was happening, I was naked below the waist. My cock was hard as a rock, all seven and a half inches, which I felt insecure about after watching her husband and dog’s cocks. She just smiled and drove me down her throat. She pounded me in her face deep and fast until I could not help but shoot my load down her throat.

Marney was thrashing around as Bruno pounded her silly.

Sam re-entered the room. Where he’d gone, I did not know. He looked at Chris and said, “Think you can convince her?”

Chris replied, “By the time Bruno is done with her this round, she’ll agree to anything.”

“I don’t understand,” I said.

“Sweetie, we’re going to use your little slut for our thrills, and you get to watch,” Chris smiled at me. “You see, I can’t wait to spank that sweet little ass of hers, and Sam wants to fuck it. Honey, this is going to be delicious,” was how she finished and nodded toward Marney, flopping around like a rag doll as Bruno had his way.

“We saw at Shirley and Dan’s how Marney will do anything she’s ordered to do, and we plan on pushing her limits a bit,” Chris said with a big grin on her face.

I was asked to take Marney to the porch swing and calm her down while Sam and Chris readied the playroom to test Marney’s limits.

Chris brought out a couple of mimosas. I knew they wanted more ketamine in Marney so they could push her buttons. I thought about taking Marney home before this scene got to the point of no return.

I said, “Honey, you want to get going?”

And her reply was, “No, I’m just getting warmed up. You’ll see.”

I said, “You know they are spiking your drinks with ketamine?”

She said, “Yes, and I love it. We need to get some for home. It drops my inhibitions, loosens, and lets me get crazy.”

My cute, quiet wife was turning into a lusty pervert. I’m not sure I like this woman. Where is this all going to go? She reached over for my cock and started sucking me very excitedly. Her hand was working over her clit as the K was kicking in. She was humping up at her hand. I admit it was very exciting. Chris came out, walked over, and pinned and twisted Marney’s nipples.

“You ready for more, slut?” she barked at my wife.

“Oh yes, I want anything you want to do to me. I’m yours to do with what you want,” Marney answered.

Chris pulled out a pair of nipple clamps and put them on Marney’s nipples tight. Marney just moaned out loud, begging for more. Chris pulled her off the chair by the clamps pulling her to follow her back into the house.

“Let’s go, slut. Time to get you off on some serious pain,” Chris said, pulling Marney back into the house. “Come along, John. You don’t want to miss this. We are so going to use your slut now.”

*****

Marney was strapped back on the breeding bench as we moved back inside. Chris went to a small cabinet and got a wooden paddle.

“Want your cute little ass warmed up, slut?” she asked Marney.

“Oh yes, mistress,” was Marney’s only response.

Chris paddled Marney’s ass until it was crimson, with Marney weeping but not asking her to stop. Chris returned to the cabinet and exchanged her paddle for a thin carbon fiber cane, whistling the air to make Marney cringe. She also put a ball gag in Marney’s mouth. She looked terrified, but her pussy betrayed her by dripping with juice. Chris whipped the cane across Marney’s cheeks a few times. Marney cried out through the ball gag but then moaned. Sam was getting turned on watching Chris give Marney’s cheeks a good caning. Chris changed her approach and snapped Marney’s clit a few times, causing Marney to whimper and moan.

“You ready for a good ass fucking, slut?” Chris asked.

Marney could not answer but nodded yes. Sam was stroking his big ten-inch cock and putting lube on it. I was freaked about how much my wife was enjoying this. I admit, it turned me on as well. Sam moved behind Marney and placed the head of his big dick right on her butt hole. Marney was wiggling around, trying to get his cock in her ass. The big head slipped in, and Marney’s eyes went wide. She screamed, but the ball gag muffled it.

“Does that hurt good, Marney? Want it deeper?” Chris asked my wife.

Saliva was frothing out around the gag, but Marney kept nodding yes. Chris kept toying with Marney’s clamped nipples. Tears rolling down her face, Marney begged for more through her gag. I’ve never seen my wife like this.

Chris looked at me and said, “John, you look shocked. Didn’t you know your darling little wife not only likes being fucked by dogs, but she is also a pain slut. This suits Sam and me just fine as we are masochists, and she is perfect.”

Sam grabbed Marney’s hips and pushed a few inches of his bit tool in my wife’s ass. Chris was right. I had never witnessed this side of my wife. Although I guess I have an inner sadist as I was enjoying watching someone being hurt, Just not sure I liked it was my loving wife.

This whole time Marney was crying, moaning, and begging for more. Marney’s face was covered in sweat, and her hair was soaked, but she smiled through her ball gag. Asked if she was enjoying herself, she frantically nodded yes. Sam pumped her ass hard and was cumming. When he slipped out, Chris asked Marney if she wanted more, to which Marney nodded frantically yes.

Chris called Bruno over, rubbed his sheath, excited him, and guided him to Marney’s asshole. He slammed all eleven inches in and was pounding away, and soon his knot was forming, and it pressed into my wife’s ass. With his knot the size of a fist and his full eleven inches, he is more like fourteen inches total. Marney was gasping as Jumbo stopped thrusting and just kept filling her with cum. Her belly swelled like she had a volleyball in it.

I leaned in, kissed Marney’s sweaty forehead, and asked her if she was okay. With a frantic look, she nodded yes. That ketamine must make her crazy. I had no idea how much further Chris and Sam planned on pushing her limits. After pumping my wife overfull with his dog cum, Bruno lost interest and had shrunk enough to pull himself free. Marney’s ass gushed as he pulled out, and her belly shrunk. She was panting. Chris took off the ball gag. Marney was trying to catch her breath.

She looked up at me, mouthing, “I love you, John,” without a sound.

I was concerned they’d pushed my sweet little wife too far. Chris released her from the bench and helped her up to her feet. She was dripping sweat all over her little body.

“Rest a minute, Marney, then we have a little more fun planned for you,” Chris told us.

Marney came over by me and cuddled beside me, still catching her breath. Sam brought out a large wooden X and attached it to the wall. Chris approached us and put leather wrist and ankle cuffs on Marney. As she did this, Marney’s breath started racing again. She had been waiting for this, I think. I had never stayed too long at Shirley and Dan’s parties to see what happened later in the night.

Chris had Marney squat over a bowl and released her ass with a little help from Chris, fingering her ass. There were at least eight ounces of Sam and Bruno’s cum in the bowl.

“I hope you want a little taste of cum, Marney,” as she raised the bowl to Marney’s mouth.

Marney drank it all down like it was a normal thing to happen. I felt it was time to take my wife home and get her into a nice soft bed for rest, but Chris and Sam had other ideas.

Chris led Marney to the wooden X, attached her wrists to the top corners and her ankles to the lower corners, and put a mask on to cover her eyes. Chris reached behind the device, getting a leather riding crop and a cane. She started slowly but firmly using the crop on Marney’s back and buttocks. Shortly Marney was writhing and crying. Chris changed to the thin wooden cane and whistled it through the air, making Marney tremble.

“Okay, sweet cheeks, ready to show John how much you love having your ass caned,” Chris taunted Marney.

Marney’s only reply “Oh yes, mistress, please.”

With that, Chris raised the cane and smacked Marney on the ass, leaving a thin red welt on her cheeks. Marney was rotating her ass like she was warming up to the caning that was to come, moaning with pleasure.

“More?” Chris asked Marney.

“Oh, yes, please, mistress.”

Chris whipped the cane around so the whistling sound was heard around the room. Whack, another red stripe on my wife’s ass. Again she rotated her hips, asking for more. Chris opened up with a series of four or five fast hard smacks. Marney cried out, then came hard, juices dripping down her legs, begging for more. I lost count of the fast hard whacks my wife’s cheeks endured, but she kept weeping and asking for more. After about five minutes, Chris stopped and just watched Marney writhing in pleasure as she came over and over.

Chris slipped three fingers into Marney’s dripping pussy and finger-fucking her, drawing juices over her hand. She added fingers until she folded her thumb over her hand and slipped her whole hand up Marney’s once-tight little pussy, fully fist fucking a moaning Marney. My wife has very sensitive nipples, and Chris used her free hand to put the nipple claps back on Marney’s nipples and tightened them quite a bit. Marney was moaning at this point. Chris left her hanging there like that for a few minutes.

“Ready for your big surprise?” she asked Marney.

Just then, Sam reappeared, telling Chris everything was ready, and again left the room. Chris unhooked Marney placing a collar and leash on her but leaving the blindfold. I could not tell if I was turned on or frightened of what was coming next. I was not in control now, and my wife was at the mercy of Chris, and she hung like a horse husband, Sam.

“Come along, John, we’ve quite a finish to tonight’s fun,” Chris said, leading Marney out the back door.

We were led into a small two-stall stable. Chris handed Marney’s leash to Sam, guiding me to a chair. Sam ordered Marney to her knees and stuck his cock near her mouth, telling her to reach out and find his cock and start sucking. She fell to her knees and proceeded to suck on Sam’s big cock.

Once he got hard, he started fucking Marney’s face. He grabbed her hair and shoved his big ten-inch monster down my wife’s throat. Froth formed around her lips as he gagged her head down. But I could see her pussy was leaking, and she was moaning while gasping for air. Chris appeared with a beautiful black pony. Sam pulled Marney over to a straw bale covered with a horse blanket. He bent her over the bale, pulled his cock from her mouth, got behind her, and slipped right into her wet pussy. In only a couple of thrusts, he was pounding my wife senselessly. Chris brought the pony over so his cock was near Marney’s head.

“You love big cock, don’t you, little Marney,” she asked.

Marney just moaned a yes as Sam pounded her.

“Reach out with your hands in front of you, and you will find just what you want… That cock you are feeling belongs to Ramrod, my pony. Lick it and start sucking the big head.”

Marney trembled as she wrapped her hand around his big leathery monster. She tentatively licked it up and down, trying to figure out how to suck this beast. She licked the head, making it very wet, and Chris grabbed it and pushed it into Marney”s mouth.

“Come on, Marney, dear. Get his cock hard so he can fuck you with all eighteen inches.”

That did it for Sam, who came pounding my poor, abused wife. Although frightened, Marney worked over that big pony dick, getting him to rock hard. After Sam pulled out, dripping his and Marney’s juices, he helped Chris get Marney into position to get pony fucked.

“Tell me what you want, My little Marney,” Chris urged her.

“I want Ramrod to fuck me until I pass out, mistress.”

“Well, you shall have your wish,” she said, pulling a rag from her pocket, which had mare essence, and waving it under Ramrod’s nose.

The pony’s cock stood straight like a branch from a tree. Chris guided him home to Marney’s dripping pussy.

“Oh God, he’s so huge,” was all Marney could say as his huge member worked into her.

Chris removed Marney’s blindfold so she could see what was happening. A pony was working eighteen inches of hard cock up inside her as her husband watched. Her breath was merely a pant as she flapped around, repeatedly mumbling, “Oh take me, Ramrod, take me.”

Soon he was balls deep in her, and she was gasping for air. He pounded his eighteen inches into her for five minutes, and she passed out. She woke back up in one huge climax with her flopping around like a fish. Ramrod pumped her so full of horse cum. It gushed out around his big cock. A puddle had formed below her now ravaged cunt. Ramrod shrunk and disappeared into his sheath, and Chris led him to a bucket of oats.

Marney’s poor swollen pussy was pink and dripping cum. In her crazed mind, she kept scooping Ramrod’s cum from her pussy and eating it. This was way too much. I had to get her home into a hot bath and get her to bed.

“Well,” Chris commented. “She’s drained my dog and pony and milked my husband dry. I have no more cock for her tonight unless you’d like to see me strap-on fuck her with a huge dildo? Otherwise, collect your little slut wife and go home. Thanks for a fun evening.”

I responded, “I had no idea what a kinky slut I was married to. But I love Marney just the same.”

*****

I got my wife dressed, into the car, and we headed home. She cuddled up to me and sucked my cock all the way home. Once home, I got her into a nice hot bath, washed her long black hair, and reflected on what a crazy slut my wife had shown herself to be. I am concerned about her love for ketamine. I fear it will fry her brain. It’s been two days since her adventure with Chris, Sam, and their animals, and we’ve had some time to digest it. I told her I didn’t want her fucking big animals anymore.

It seems it always has to be slightly more extreme than the last. What would be next, a draft horse, That with ketamine, I’m afraid Marney could hurt herself. I love her and am so afraid of losing her. I can’t allow that. I made a huge mistake by letting the genie out of the bottle and hoped I could control this wild side of hers. She agrees that the ketamine allows her to do things she would not ever even think of doing, so no more of that.

That pony nearly ruined her pussy. It’s still very sore and stretched. We are in agreement, no more ketamine and ponies or horses. I’ve agreed that if the lust to be fucked by a dog becomes too strong, we’ll look for another couple with a suitable dog. For now, it’s me and her.

 

To Be Continued…

 

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