Chapter 2: Lynn's New Job
Lynn gets out of bed early, showers first, then make coffee and toast for herself for breakfast before heading back to the bedroom to get ready for work, she'd like Ricks opinion on the clothes she thinks might be suitable for her new role as a sex shop assitant.
She wants to look sexy and professional at the same time, she knows Rick will appreciate her effort. She remebers how Bernard asked her to always wear her fully fashioned seamed nylons and sexy ankle strap stiletto high heels, but what skirt and top should she wear and should she wear a bra and panties and if not panties maybe a thong.
She knew Rick would be able to give her some advice on what would be appropriate and sexy enough for her new job and she knew it would turn him on knowing his wife was going to look slutty all day with lots of men drooling over her. She imagines him thinking about her being ogled and have a hard cock sat at his desk wondering what his wife was up to at that moment.
Lynn walked into the bedroom, her body still humming from the night’s passion, the scent of sex lingering on her skin. The morning light spilled through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. She found Rick still lying in bed, his dark hair tousled, his eyes half-lidded with sleep. His cock was already half-hard, the sheets twisted around his hips.
"Good morning, baby," she purred, her voice smooth and sleepy, as she leaned over the bed to kiss him. "I was thinking about what we talked about last night.
Bernard wants me to wear my seamed nylons and those sexy stiletto heels every day. I was wondering if you thought I should wear a skirt or maybe a dress? Maybe something that shows a little leg or a little cleavage?" Lynn asked, her voice low and sultry as she ran her fingers lightly down Rick's chest.
Rick's eyes darkened as he watched her, his cock twitching beneath the sheets. "Fuck, Lynn, you're killing me again," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "I don't know if I can handle you looking like that all day, surrounded by those men."
Lynn smirked, knowing exactly how to manipulate him.
She knew his weakness, his love for her in those sexy nylons and heels, and she was going to use it to her advantage. She sat on the edge of the bed, her legs crossed as she leaned forward to kiss Rick gently on the lips.
"Maybe a tight black skirt that shows off my ass and my thighs? Or perhaps a dress that clings to my curves, showing just enough skin to make those men’s eyes pop out of their heads?" Lynn whispered against his mouth, her breath hot and teasing.
Rick groaned, his hand reaching up to cup her breast, then he suggested "how about that black skirt you have that stops at the knee, it has a split on both sides that show a glimpse of stocking top as you walk and maybe a plain white t shirt on top, with no bra, then if its a little cold in the shop or something turns you on your hard nipples will be visable. I think that would work, but make sure you wear panties, any of those guys may try and slip a hand up your dress and you don't want to give them easy access. Your there to tease them into spending money at the shop, not give them a free feel".
Lynn's voice was a sultry purr, her fingers trailing down Rick's chest as she teased him. She could feel his cock twitching beneath her touch, his desire evident even through the sheets. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "But if you want me to wear a thong, I will. I know how much it turns you on to see me in one, and I want you to imagine me walking around all day with these little black panties, knowing that any man who looks at me can see exactly what I'm wearing underneath."
Rick groaned, his fingers digging into the sheets as he tried to control himself. "Fuck, Lynn, you're driving me crazy.
I can't believe you're going to work like that," Rick groaned, his voice thick with lust. "I'm going to be hard all day thinking about you, knowing that every man who sees you is going to want to fuck you." "That's the point, baby. I want them to want me. I want them to imagine what it would be like to fuck me, to touch me, to taste me. But they can't have me. Only you can have me."
Rick watched as Lynn started to put on a new pair of fully fashioned seamed stockings along with her black eight strap garter belt, she stood and asked Rick to make sure her seams were straight before attaching the clips to each stocking . He was mesmerized by the sight of her long, toned legs, the way the stockings clung to her skin, accentuating every curve. He reached out, his fingers tracing the line of the seam up her leg, making her shiver.
"Fuck, Lynn," he groaned, his cock throbbing at the sight of her. "You look so fucking sexy in these. I can't wait to see you in that skirt and t-shirt, knowing you're not wearing a bra."
Lynn smiled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I'm glad you like them, baby.
And I promise, I'll make sure to give you a full report tonight. I want you to know every little detail of my first day at work," Lynn said, her voice low and sultry as she stepped into her black skirt, pulling it up over her hips, the split on both sides revealing a glimpse of her stocking tops. She didn't bother with a bra, just a plain white t-shirt that clung to her curves, her hard nipples visible through the thin fabric.
Rick watched her, his eyes dark with desire, his cock straining against the bed sheet. "Fuck, Lynn. I can't wait to hear about your day.
I'm going to be thinking about you all day, imagining you surrounded by all those toys, those men looking at you, wanting you," Rick groaned, his hand reaching out to grip Lynn's thigh, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "Oh, baby, you know I love it when you talk dirty to me. And don't worry, I'll make sure to give you plenty to think about.
I'll make sure to tease them, to let them imagine what it would be like to touch me, to taste me. But I'll make sure they don't get too close. I'll keep them at arm's length, just like you want."
Rick groaned, his cock throbbing painfully as he watched Lynn slide her legs into her stiletto heels, the heels clicking softly against the floor. He could see the way her ass looked in the tight skirt, the way the fabric clung to her curves, the way her legs stretched out beneath her, the stockings hugging her thighs.
"Fuck, Lynn, you look incredible," Rick groaned, his voice thick with desire as he watched her walk around the room, her heels clicking softly against the hardwood floor. "I can't wait to see you like this at work, surrounded by all those men, knowing they're all wanting you, imagining what it would be like to fuck you."
Lynn smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she walked over to the bed, her hips swaying seductively. "And what about you, baby?
Are you going to be able to handle it? Knowing that all day long, I'm going to be surrounded by cocks, both real and fake, and I'm not going to be able to do anything about it?" Lynn asked, her voice low and sultry as she walked to the bedroom door saying "now get out of bed, you need to be in work soon and as much as you want to make love to me right now, you need to get to work".
Rick groaned, his cock throbbing painfully as he watched her leave the room. He knew she was right, but he couldn't help but imagine her at work, surrounded by all those men, their eyes on her, their hands reaching out to touch her.
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The shop was quiet when Lynn arrived, the scent of leather and latex thick in the air. Bernard was behind the counter, a knowing smile playing on his lips as he greeted her. Lynn walked past Bernard and into the back room and hung her coat, then walked back into the sales area.
"Lynn, you look absolutely stunning," Bernard said, his voice low and appreciative. "I knew you'd wear those nylons and heels just for me."
Lynn smiled, her confidence evident as she walked over to the counter. "Thanks, Bernard and yes you seem to like these as much as my husband does".
Lynn replied, her voice sultry as she leaned against the counter, her hips swaying slightly. She could feel Bernard's eyes on her, taking in every inch of her body, and she knew she had him right where she wanted him.
Bernard cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "Well, let's get you settled in. I want you to start by familiarizing yourself with the products. I'll show you where everything is and explain how we like to display things."
Lynn nodded, following Bernard as he led her around the shop. He pointed out the various sections - vibrators, dildos, anal toys, lingerie, and bondage gear and a huge selection of DVD's. He asked Lynn "the films are not in any order, which I thought was a good idea to start with as the customers need to go through them all to find the particular kink that they want to watch. But maybe its time to put them in some kind of order and maybe put some index to them so the customers can find the ones that interest them quicker and then maybe they might look at all the other things we have for sale".
Bernard said as he walked over to a large cabinet filled with DVDs and opened it up revealing a large selection of films. "I have a few of my own favorites here that I think you might like to watch. The ones that I think will help you get into the swing of things and give you some ideas for your first day at work. Perhaps you'd like to take a few home and watch them with your husband?".
Lynn smiled "that's a good idea, you pick a few for me to take home and watch with Rick, I'm sure he'll appreciate seeing the kind of film that you enjoy watching".
Bernard smirked "I'm sure he will, but I think you'll enjoy them too, they're quite... stimulating. Now, let's get you started on the floor. I want you to mingle, talk to the customers, show them our products, and make them feel comfortable. Remember, you're here to tease, not to please. Understand?"
Lynn nodded, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Loud and clear, boss. I'm ready to tease."
Bernard watched as Lynn walked away, her hips swaying seductively in her tight black skirt.
The way her stockings clung to her legs, the split in the skirt revealing just enough skin to make any man’s eyes linger, was exactly what he had hoped for. He knew she had the same effect on other men as she was having on him.
Lynn made her way down the aisle, her heels clicking softly against the wooden floor. She picked up a sleek black dildo, running her fingers over its smooth surface. She could feel Bernard’s eyes on her as she turned it over, examining it closely. She knew he was watching her, and she loved the power it gave her.
A customer walked in, his eyes immediately drawn to Lynn.
He was a tall man, broad-shouldered, with a confident swagger. He looked like he was used to getting what he wanted.
"Good Morning," Lynn said, her voice smooth and inviting. She walked closer to him, her hips swaying slightly, the split in her skirt revealing more of her thigh with each step. "How can I help you today?"
The man’s gaze lingered on her legs, then slowly traveled up to her face. He licked his lips, his eyes darkening with desire. "I'm looking for something... special," he said, his voice rough.
Lynn leaned in slightly. "Do you want a toy, some lingerie or maybe a DVD, we also have some very specialist toys in the back for some of our clients with particular kinks, what do you desire today?"
Lynn asked, her voice low and sultry, her eyes gliding over him with a knowing smirk.
The man’s gaze dropped to her cleavage, the way her white t-shirt clung to her full breasts, the nipples hard and visible beneath the fabric. His eyes flicked back up, lingering on the split in her skirt, the way her thighs were exposed as she leaned in closer. He swallowed hard, his voice rough with need. "Yeah, I'm looking for something... *special*."
Lynn smirked, knowing exactly what he meant. She reached behind her, her fingers brushing against the hem of her skirt before sliding up her thigh, teasing him with the idea of what was underneath.
"You know, we have some *very* special things in the back," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "Things that aren’t just for show."
The man’s breath hitched, his fingers tightening around the edge of the counter. "What kind of things?"
Lynn leaned in even closer, her breath hot against his ear. "The kind that make men beg," she whispered, her lips brushing against his lobe. "The kind that make them *moan*." She pulled back just enough to let her eyes flick down to his crotch, where his erection was straining against his slacks. Lynn led him to the back of the shop and into the BDSM section that had all kinds of ropes, swings, machines, blindfolds. Just about everything you could ever need for a night of submission or tie and tease. Lynn walked over to a large, wooden X-shaped frame, her heels clicking softly against the hardwood floor. She ran her fingers over the smooth, polished wood, feeling the slight give of the leather restraints attached to each corner.
"This is one of my favorites," she said, her voice low and sultry as she turned to face the man, her eyes locked onto his. "It's perfect for... *exhibitionism*."
The man's breath hitched, his eyes darkening with desire. "What do you mean?" "I mean, it's perfect for putting on a show. For letting men watch as you...
*submit*." She reached up, her fingers tracing the line of her jaw.
The man swallowed hard, he was so turned on, he agreed to buy everything that Lynn suggested, in fact it was so much Lynn had to arrange for it to be delivered, as she finished filling out the order form she said "I think some lucky girls and boys are going to love playing with your new toys, I hope you enjoy them and please come back and tell me how it goes". The guy handed over his credit card and Lynn processed the payment saying "they'll all be delivered to your home by lunch time tommorrow, I really do hope you have a lot of fun with them".
The man thanked Lynn and left the shop with a huge smile on his face and a very hard cock in his pants.
Lynn watched him leave, then turned to see Bernard watching her, his eyes filled with lust. "You're a natural at this, Lynn," he said, his voice thick with desire. "I've never seen a man spend that much in one visit before."
Lynn smirked, walking over to him. "I told you, I know how to tease," she said, her voice low and sultry. She leaned against the counter, her hips swaying slightly. "But I also know how to sell, I half expected the guy to invite me to his place to try it out."
Lynn said, her voice dripping with confidence. "You know, Bernard, I think I’m going to need a little something extra if I keep making sales like that one, shall we say 5% comission, what do you say Bernard?".
He watched as she leaned forward, her hips pressing against the counter, the split in her skirt revealing the smooth, glistening flesh of her inner thigh. The scent of her arousal was thick in the air, and he could feel his own cock twitching in his pants. He groaned, his voice thick with desire. "I don't know if I can handle you looking like that all day. I'm going to have to do something about this." and Bernard made to make his way off to the toilets
Lynn smirked, knowing exactly what he was going to do. She turned around, her skirt riding up slightly as she bent over to retrieve a black box from the counter.
The split in her skirt gave him a tantalizing glimpse of her smooth, bare ass, the black stockings hugging her thighs like a second skin. "I think you might need this to do a good job," she purred, her voice low and seductive as she turned back to face him.
Bernard’s breath hitched as he watched her walk towards him, her hips swaying, her heels clicking softly against the floor. He could see the way her t-shirt clung to her breasts, the hard nipples pressing against the fabric, and she handed him a flesh light, an artifical pussy to use when you wank off. she smiled "Try not to be too long, we might get busy again".
Bernard nodded, his cock throbbing painfully as he made his way to the back of the shop and into the small staff toilet. He locked the door behind him, leaning against it for a moment, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He could still see Lynn's ass, the way her skirt had ridden up, the smooth, bare flesh of her thighs, the black stockings hugging her skin. He could still smell her arousal, the sweet, musky scent that had filled the air as she'd leaned against the counter.
He unzipped his pants, his cock springing free, already hard and leaking pre-cum.
He gripped the flesh light, the soft, warm silicone pussy, and rubbed it against his cock, his fingers digging into the flesh of the toy as he began to stroke himself. His other hand reached out, his fingers tracing the outline of the toy, feeling the softness of the labia, the hardness of the clitoris. He could still hear Lynn’s voice in his head, her sultry purr, the way she’d leaned against the counter, her skirt riding up, her thighs exposed.
Bernard closed his eyes, imagining Lynn there with him, her legs spread, her pussy glistening with arousal, the scent of her wetness thick in the air.
He could see her in his mind's eye, her long, brunette hair cascading down her back, her blue eyes filled with desire as she watched him, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. He could hear her voice, low and sultry, telling him to fuck her, to make her come, to make her scream.
"Fuck, Lynn," he groaned, his cock throbbing painfully as he stroked himself faster, his hips bucking against the flesh light. He could feel the heat building in his balls, the pressure building in his cock as he got closer and closer to orgasm.
His fingers tightened around the flesh light, his strokes becoming more frantic, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He imagined Lynn’s voice in his head, her dirty words, her filthy promises, her hands on his body, her lips on his skin.
Bernard’s other hand slid down his stomach, his fingers brushing against his balls, rolling them gently before squeezing them tightly. He groaned, his cock jerking in his hand. "Fuck, Lynn, I can’t take it anymore," he panted, his voice raw with need.
He leaned back against the toilet wall, his legs trembling slightly as he continued to stroke himself.
"Fuck, I need to come so bad," Bernard groaned, his voice thick with lust. He imagined Lynn’s hands on him, her fingers gripping his cock, her lips wrapped around him, her tongue swirling around the head. His strokes became more urgent, his breath coming in sharp gasps. "Oh, God, Lynn, I’m gonna come," he panted, his eyes squeezed shut.
His cock twitched violently, his balls tightening as he neared orgasm. He could feel the heat building inside him, the pressure building up with every stroke.
He imagined Lynn's pussy, tight and wet, her muscles clenching around him as he fucked her hard and fast. He could hear her moans, her cries of pleasure, her dirty words spurring him on.
"Fuck, baby, I'm gonna come," he groaned, his voice ragged as he felt the first waves of orgasm hit him. His cock throbbed painfully, his balls tightening as he spilled his load into the flesh light, his body convulsing with pleasure.
He leaned against the wall, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.
He could still feel the aftershocks of his orgasm, his cock twitching slightly as he came down from his high. He opened his eyes, his gaze landing on the flesh light still gripped in his hand, now filled with his cum. He let out a shaky laugh, "Fuck, Lynn, you're going to be the death of me."
He cleaned himself up and made his way back to the sales floor, finding Lynn exactly where he'd left her, leaning against the counter, her hips swaying slightly as she talked to a customer. She looked up as he approached, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. "Feel better?" she asked, her voice low and sultry.
As the customer paid and left the store Lynn turned to Bernard and said "I want to watch you use it on yourself. I want to see how you make yourself come."
Bernard's eyes widened in surprise, but the lust in Lynn's voice was unmistakable. He looked around the shop, making sure they were alone before nodding. "Alright, you can tomorrow but only if you promise not to laugh at me, I'm sorry Lynn but having you here, dressed like that is proving more difficult for me than I thought it would be."
Lynn smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Deal."
The word seemed to be on the street that the sex shop had a very hot new employee as the shop was far busier than Bernard would normally get and his sales were up by eighty percent in a single day.
Lynn was in her element, she loved the attention, the power she had over the men that came into the shop and she was making sure that she was teasing them all, making them all want her. She was shocked when Bernard said "right, that was one hell of a first day and put the closed sign on the door. Lynn went and got her coat as she went to say goodnight to Bernard he handed her a brown package saying "these are the DVD's I thought you might like to watch with Rick, let me know if you like them and I'll find some others for you to watch".
Lynn smiled and said "I'll be sure to do that, I'm sure Rick will appreciate them too". She took the package and said "I'll see you tomorrow, Bernard" and walked out of the shop.
Lynn walked down the street, the cool night air brushing against her skin. She pulled her coat around her, the warmth of her body contrasting with the chill outside. She glanced down at her watch, noting the time. She had an hours before Rick would be home and set about making a nice meal and to celebrate her day she opened a bottle of wine.
She was just putting the finishing touches to the meal when she heard the front door open and Rick call out "I'm home, honey".
Lynn walked out of the kitchen to greet him, her heels clicking softly against the hardwood floor. She was still dressed in her work clothes, the tight black skirt, the revealing split, the black stockings, and stiletto heels. She walked over to him, her hips swaying seductively, and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his. "Hey, baby," she purred, her voice low and sultry. "I've been waiting for you."
Rick groaned, his hands sliding down to her ass, squeezing the firm flesh.
"Fuck, Lynn, you look *incredible* like that. I can't believe you're wearing those heels and that skirt to work—*and* now you're wearing them home to me?"
Lynn smirked, her fingers tracing the outline of his erection through his slacks. "You like it, baby? You like the way I look when I'm working?"
Rick nodded, his breath coming faster. "Yeah, I love it. But I want to hear how your day went, did the customers like you, did you sell much, did Bernard keep his hands to himself?".
Lynn chuckled, her fingers still tracing the outline of his cock. "Oh, baby, Bernard keep his hands to himself, and I enjoyed every minute of teasing him. In fact, I made him come in the toilet today, he snuck off for a crafty wank. Said I'd teased him so much he hard to relieve the pressure, he's even asked me to watch him use his flesh light tomorrow, would you mind Rick if I watched him?."
Lynn asked, her voice dripping with mischief.
Rick groaned, his cock throbbing at the thought of Lynn watching another man pleasure himself. "Fuck, Lynn, you know I love watching you, and if you want to watch Bernard, then I'm not going to stop you."
Lynn smirked, her fingers still tracing the outline of his cock. "Good, because I think it's going to be *very* hot. But for now, I want to focus on you, baby. I want to show you just how much I missed you today, but first lets eat and then we can watch some DVD Films that Bernard sent home for us to enjoy together."
Lynn said as she took his hand and led him to the dining table. Rick sat down in the chair and pulled Lynn down onto his lap, his erection pressing against her thigh. She could feel his hard cock throbbing against her, and she knew he was just as turned on as she was.
Rick groaned, his hand gripping her breast as she leaned in to kiss him. Her lips were hot and demanding, her tongue sweeping into his mouth, tangling with his. Lynn moaned into the kiss, then she broke free and stood up, "plenty of time for that, I've cooked a lovely meal for us and opened a bottle of wine".
She walked over to the table and sat down, Ricks eyes followed her and they both started to eat, the conversation flowed easily as they talked about their day. Lynn told Rick about her day at the shop and how she had teased the customers and Bernard and how she had made Bernard come in the toilet. Rick was hard listening to Lynn's stories and he couldn't wait to get her into bed. She told him of the huge sale she'd made and it was the biggest ever made in Bernards shop.
After they had finished eating, Lynn stood up and said "come on, let's go and watch those DVD's that Bernard gave me". She took his hand and led him to the bedroom, where she had already set up the TV and DVD player. She handed the unopened package to Rick saying "so what has Bernard given us to enjoy tonight?" .
Rick took the package and opened it, pulling out three DVDs. He read the titles aloud, " 'Dresseing her to Please', 'A Cuckolds Life', and 'Wife Watching'." He looked up at Lynn, his eyes filled with lust. "Well, baby, it looks like Bernard has some interesting tastes, but do you think he picked these to send a message?" Lynn smiled "well it sure seems to follow a trend of husbands watching their wives with other men, put the first one on "Dressing her to please" and see if that's what you did with me this morning".
Rick chuckled and put the DVD in the player, the room filling with the low hum of the machine. The first scene showed a woman being dressed in lingerie by her husband, her eyes glazed with pleasure as he tied her into a corset, her nipples hard and peeking through the lace. Lynn's eyes widened as she watched, her fingers tracing the hem of her skirt, her own arousal growing as she imagined Rick doing the same to her. Rick's hand slid down to her thigh, his fingers tracing the seam of her stockings, his touch sending shivers down her spine. The scene changed and the woman now dressed very erotically sat her husband down and tied his arms to a chair, then as she laid back on a bed, a second man walked into the scene and he started to kiss the woman and feel her tits as her husband sat and watched.
Lynn moaned, her fingers digging into the flesh of her own thighs, her body responding to the visual stimulation. Rick’s hand slipped under her skirt, his fingers brushing against the smooth, glistening flesh of her inner thigh. She could feel his erection pressing against her, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered, "You like that, don’t you, baby? You like watching him touch another mans wife while her husband watches, do you imagine that you and I'm sat watching another man touch you?."
Lynn nodded, her lips parted, her tongue darting out to wet them. "Yes, baby," she whispered, her voice thick with lust. "I want you to watch me just like that.
I want you to see how good it feels when I’m fucked by another man while you watch," Lynn said, her voice low and breathy, her fingers tracing the outline of Rick’s cock through his slacks. She leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his chest, her lips brushing his ear. "I want you to see how I beg for it, how I take him deep inside me."
Rick groaned, his hands gripping her waist, his cock throbbing painfully against her thigh. "Fuck, Lynn, me too. I want to see you like that too.
I want to see you watching me with another man, watching him touch me, fuck me, make me come while you sit there, hard as fuck, your cock straining against your pants, imagining it’s you inside me." Lynn’s fingers slid down to the waistband of Rick’s pants, her nails scraping lightly over the hard ridge of his erection. "I want you to watch me, baby. I want you to *beg* for it."
Rick’s breath hitched, his fingers digging into her hips as he pulled her closer. "Fuck, Lynn," he groaned, his voice rough with need. A second man joined the scene on the screen and the husband watched as they took turns fucking her and pushing there hard cocks into her willing mouth.
Lynn’s breath hitched as she watched the woman’s head bob up and down, her lips stretched tight around the thick cock, her throat working as she swallowed him down. Rick’s hand slid up her skirt, his fingers finding the slick heat of her pussy through her panties. He groaned, his voice low and rough. "Fuck, Lynn, you’re so wet for this. I can feel it. You want me to watch you like that, don’t you? You want me to see you getting fucked by two other man while I sit here, hard as fuck, imagining it’s me inside you."
Lynn nodded, her fingers freeing Ricks cock and she took him into her mouth as they watched the scene on the TV.
She could feel his cock throbbing against her tongue, his hips bucking slightly as she took him deeper, her lips stretching around his thick shaft. She could taste the pre-cum leaking from the tip, salty and sweet, and she moaned around him, her fingers digging into his thighs as she took him deeper still.
Rick groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair, his hips moving in time with her mouth. "Fuck, Lynn, that feels so good," he panted, his voice ragged.
"I can't wait to see you with another man, to watch you take his cock, to see you come all over him."
Lynn moaned, her fingers tightening around the base of his cock as she took him deeper, her tongue swirling around the head. She could feel his body tensing, his cock throbbing against her tongue as he neared orgasm. She pulled back, her lips popping off the head of his cock, and looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust.
"I want you to watch me, Rick. I want you to see how good it feels when another man fucks me." She stood up, her hands going to the hem of her skirt, pulling it down and her T shirt off over her head, leaving her in nothing but her black stockings, a black lace thong, and her heels. She knelt on the bed facing the TV, giving him a perfect view of her ass. She looked at him over her shoulder, her lips curved in a sultry smile. "You like this, baby? You like seeing me like this?"
Rick groaned, his cock throbbing painfully as he watched her. "Fuck, yes, Lynn. She smiled and said "well fuck me as I imagine your watching me and a stranger is fucking me as you watch".
She turned her attention back to the screen as the woman on the DVD was now being fucked by the second man while her husband watched. Lynn could see the way the man was thrusting into her, his hips slapping against her ass, his cock disappearing inside her over and over again.
Rick groaned, his hand moving to his own cock, stroking it as he watched. "Fuck, Lynn, I can't believe you're doing this to me. You're killing me." He leaned forward, his lips brushing against her ear. "You want me to fuck you like that?
Like he's fucking her?" Lynn nodded, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her body aching with need. "Yes, baby. I want you to fuck me hard and fast, like he's fucking her. I want you to make me come all over your cock." Rick groaned, his hand moving to her hip, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. He could feel the heat of her pussy, the wetness soaking through her panties. He slipped a finger under the lace, his finger sliding through her slick folds, finding her clit and rubbing it in tight circles. Lynn moaned, her hips bucking against his hand, her body already on the edge.
"Oh, God, Rick, that feels so good." She looked back at him, her blue eyes dark with desire. "I want you to fuck me now, baby. I want to feel your cock inside me while I watch him fuck her."
Rick didn't hesitate. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back and slipped his very hard cock into her already dripping pussy. Lynn moaned loudly as she felt him fill her up, her body stretching to accommodate his size. "Fuck, you feel so good," she panted, her fingers digging into the sheets as he began to thrust into her, his hips slapping against her ass. She looked back at him "now show my hysband how you fuck his wife" Rick knew what she wanted, she wanted Rick to fuck her and she would imagine it was a stranger as Rick sat watching her being fucked.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her back against him, his cock sliding in and out of her with a wet, slapping sound that filled the room. "Fuck, you're so tight," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "I can't wait for your husband to see you come all over my cock while he watches you be my slut."
Lynn moaned, her head falling back as Rick's cock filled her, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "Oh, God, , harder," she begged, her voice a breathy whisper. " My husband wants to see me cum over your big hard cock deep inside his slutty wife".
Lynn panted, her voice filled with lust. Rick groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he thrust into her harder, his cock filling her completely with each stroke. "Fuck, Lynn, you're so fucking tight. I can't wait to see you take another man's cock, to see you stretched around him, to see you come all over him while I watch." Lynn moaned, her body tensing as she felt the first waves of orgasm hit her. "Oh, God, Rick, I'm gonna come," she panted, her voice ragged. "Come for me, baby," Rick growled, his voice low and rough.
"Show me how good it feels when you're fucked by a stranger while your husband is watching." Rick moaned, feeling her body trembling as he felt the climax building inside her. She could feel her pussy clenching around Rick's cock, her walls pulsing with every thrust. "I'm gonna come," she gasped, her voice breaking with pleasure. "Oh, God, I'm gonna come so hard." Lynn screamed as she climaxed shout "fuck me you bastard, show my husband how you make his wife cum".
Rick groaned as he felt her pussy walls clenching around his cock, her body shuddering with pleasure. He could feel her juices dripping down his balls, the wet sounds of her orgasm filling the room. His thrusts became erratic, his breathing ragged. "Fuck, Lynn, you're so fucking hot," he groaned, his voice thick with lust. "I can't wait to see you with another man."
Rick's fingers dug into her hips as he pulled her back against him, his cock sliding in and out of her with a wet, slapping sound. "I want to see you take another man's cock," he whispered into her ear, his breath hot and heavy.
"I want to watch you ride him, your pussy dripping all over his dick, while I sit here and imagine it’s me inside you."
Lynn’s breath hitched as she watched the scene on the screen. The woman on the DVD was being fucked by two men, her husband watching with a hungry expression. One man had his cock buried deep inside her, his hips slapping against her ass, while the other man knelt alongside her, his fingers teasing her clit while she sucked his cock.
She turned back to Rick, her lips parted, her eyes dark with desire. "I want you to watch me, baby," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
"I want you to see how I take another man's cock, how I beg for it, how I come all over it while you watch."
Rick groaned, his cock throbbing painfully at her words. "Fuck, Lynn, you're killing me. I can't wait to see that."
Lynn turned back to the TV, her eyes locked on the screen as the woman on the DVD was now being fucked by both men, one in her pussy and one in her mouth. She could feel Rick's cock still inside her, still hard, still throbbing. She reached back and grabbed his hand, pulling it around to her clit, guiding his fingers to rub her in tight circles.
"I want you to make me come again, baby," she panted, her voice filled with need. "I want you to make me come all over your cock while I watch them fuck her."
Rick groaned, his fingers rubbing her clit as he continued to thrust into her, his hips slapping against her ass. "Fuck, Lynn, you're so fucking hot. I can't wait to see you with another man."
Lynn moaned, her body tensing as she felt the second orgasm building inside her. "Oh, God, Rick, I'm gonna come again," she gasped, her voice ragged. "Come with me, baby.
I want you to see what happens when a wife lets another man fuck her while her husband watches." Lynn’s voice was a sultry purr, her fingers still guiding Rick’s hand to her throbbing clit as she turned back to face him. She reached for the remote, pausing the DVD just as the woman on screen was being double-fucked—one man’s cock buried deep in her pussy, the other’s thick shaft disappearing into her mouth. "I want you to imagine it’s you watching me like that, Rick.
I want you to see how good it feels when another man's cock fills me up, when he fucks me hard and deep, just like you're doing now." Lynn's voice was low and breathy, her words sending shivers down Rick's spine. He could feel his cock throbbing inside her, his balls tightening as he imagined the scene she was describing.
"Fuck, Lynn, I can't wait to see that," he groaned, his fingers rubbing her clit faster, his hips slapping against her ass as he thrust into her.
"I want to watch you take another man's cock, baby. I want to see you stretched around him, your pussy dripping all over his dick while I sit here and imagine it's me inside you."
Rick groaned, his fingers rubbing her clit faster, his hips slapping against her ass as he thrust into her. Lynn could feel the cock inside her growing, she knew he was close to cuming and as she felt the first hot release of cum inside her, she climaxed twice one after the other and her whole body shook as the cock inside her erupted its hot seed into her willing cunt. She screamed out "fuck me harder, fill me up with your hot cum, I want my husband to see how you make his wife come, I want him to see how you fill me up with your hot seed".
Rick groaned as he felt her pussy clench around his cock, her orgasm milking him for every last drop. He thrust into her one last time, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his cum. "Fuck, Lynn, that was so fucking hot," he panted, his body collapsing onto hers, his cock still buried deep inside her.
Lynn turned her head and kissed him, her tongue sliding into his mouth, tasting herself on his lips.
"That was amazing, baby," she whispered, her voice still ragged from their intense lovemaking. Rick nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Fuck, Lynn, you're incredible. I can't believe how much you turn me on." Lynn smiled, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. "I'm glad, baby. I want you to always be turned on by me." She paused, her eyes flicking back to the paused DVD. "But I also want you to be turned on by the thought of me with another man." Rick's cock twitched at her words, already hardening again at the thought. Lynn noticed, her eyes widening in surprise. "but right now, I want you to imagine your licking another mans cum from my used pussy, so be a good hubby and lick me clean baby".
Lynn's voice was a sultry whisper, her fingers trailing down his chest, her nails lightly scraping his skin as she pulled his head down to her pussy. Rick groaned, his tongue flicking out to taste her, his mouth watering at the salty-sweet flavor of her arousal. He could still feel her pussy clenching around his cock, still twitching from their previous climax, and his tongue swirled around her clit, teasing it gently.
"Oh, God, Rick, that feels so good," Lynn moaned, her body arching off the bed. She could feel his tongue lapping at her, his lips sucking lightly on her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her.
She moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him in place. "Fuck, yes, baby. Lick my pussy clean. Taste how good it is when another man fucks me." Rick groaned, his tongue delving deeper, his fingers spreading her lips apart, exposing her to him. He could see his cum leaking out of her, and he lapped it up, his tongue sliding in and out of her, fucking her with it.
Lynn's breath hitched as she felt his tongue inside her, her body tensing as another orgasm built. "Oh, God, Rick, I'm gonna come again," she panted, her voice ragged.
"Lick my pussy like you're cleaning up after I've been fucked so hard, like you're making sure there's nothing left in me from another man cock."
Rick groaned, his tongue flicking faster, his lips sucking lightly on her clit. He could feel the wetness of her arousal coating his tongue, his mouth watering as he tasted her. His fingers spread her lips apart, his thumb pressing against her clit, circling it in time with his tongue. Lynn moaned louder, her body arching off the bed, her fingers digging into the sheets as she felt the first wave of another orgasm crashing over her.
"Fuck, baby, that's it," she gasped.
Lynn's hips bucked against Rick's face, her fingers digging into the sheets as she felt his tongue swirling around her clit, his lips sucking it into his mouth. "Lick me like you're tasting every last drop of cum I took from another man's cock. Make sure I'm clean of him."
Rick groaned, his tongue flicking faster, his fingers spreading her lips apart. He could feel her pussy clenching around nothing, but his tongue was doing the work, fucking her with it. His thumb pressed against her clit, rubbing in tight circles, and Lynn's breath hitched.
"Oh, fuck, Rick, that's it," she moaned, her body writhing against him. "Make me come all over your face, baby. I want you to taste every last drop of my arousal, every last drop of another man's cum." Rick groaned, his tongue flicking faster, his lips sucking her clit into his mouth, his thumb rubbing her in tight, fast circles. Lynn's body tensed, her fingers digging into the sheets, her hips bucking against his face as she came hard, her pussy pulsing with pleasure.
"Fuck, yes, baby, just like that," she gasped, her voice ragged. "Lick me clean, baby.
I want you to taste how good it feels when another man's cock fills me up," Lynn panted, her voice thick with lust. Rick groaned, his tongue delving deeper into her pussy, lapping up the remnants of their combined juices. He could feel her body trembling, her pussy clenching around his tongue as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm. "Fuck, Lynn, you taste so fucking good," he growled, his voice muffled against her flesh.
Finally the two lay back together and watched the films that Bernard had given them to watch, they were all of men watching there wives being fucked as they watch, watched and wanked or joined in and fucked her as she took her husband and her lovers. Rick finally spoke "I'm pretty sure the message Bernards sending is that he really wants to fuck you Lynn and I guess he'd like me to watch".
Lynn looked at him, her eyes wide with surprise. "You think so? He's never said anything like that to me before." Rick shrugged "Well, he's a man and you're a very attractive woman, it's not exactly a stretch to think he might be interested in you. And the fact that he's giving us these DVDs, well, that's a pretty clear hint, don't you think?" Lynn bit her lip, thinking about it. "I guess you're right. But I don't know if I'm ready for that. I mean, I love you, Rick. I don't want to do anything that might hurt our marriage." Rick took her hand, squeezing it gently.
"I know, Lynn. And I don't want to do anything that might hurt us either. But I can't deny that the thought of you with another man, of watching you with him, turns me on. A lot." Lynn looked at him, her eyes filled with lust and curiosity. "What if we just talk to Bernard about it? See what he has in mind? We don't have to do anything, we can just listen to his ideas, see if it's something we're interested in." Rick nodded, his cock already hardening at the thought. "Okay, let's do it. But Lynn, if at any point you're not comfortable, we walk away, but first Lynn do you fancy Bernard enough to want to let him fuck you?" Rick asked, his voice low and thick with lust. "I-I don't know, Rick. I mean, he's attractive, but I've never really thought about it before." Rick nodded, his fingers tracing circles on her thigh. "I understand. But I want you to think about it, Lynn. I want you to imagine him touching you, kissing you, fucking you. I want you to imagine how it would feel to have another man's cock inside you, while I watch." Lynn's breath hitched, her body tingling at the thought.
Her fingers traced the edge of her stocking, her mind already drifting to the possibilities. Rick's voice was a low growl, his breath hot against her ear. "I want you to think about it, Lynn. I want to see you with him, to watch as he takes you, to feel you come on his cock while I watch." Lynn's eyes fluttered shut, her body already responding to his words. She could feel her pussy clenching, her nipples hardening. "Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I'll think about it." Rick smiled, his fingers guiding his now fully hard cock back to her pussy "but right now I need you to fuck me as your wife, imagine your reclaiming me after I've just been fucked by another man".
The two fucked twice more watching the DVD's Bernard had loaned them and eventually they drifted off to sleep in each others arms.