My name is Brandon Blue and what follows is a cautionary tale aimed at those who are less than careful in what they wish for.

In order to bring some passion back into our married life, I used to discuss some of my fantasies with my wife Bunny. One, in particular, was a favorite of mine. I first brought it up about 3 years ago after Bunny and I had watched a particularly intriguing softcore movie. It was about a couple that was trying to spice up their marriage and the husband talked his wife into flirting with a man at a bar. In the movie, the wife was also hesitant, of course, but willing to try and they had a successful, stimulating evening, ending in passionate sex with each other. My wife, though, was extremely hesitant to play in the manner that I had in mind. Actually, my wife was thoroughly uninterested in living out my fantasy.

Now, before it sounds like I'm gonna bash her, I want to point out that Bunny is a perfect wife, she has a naturally full figure, green eyes and long brown hair. She's adorably short at 5 foot nothing and cute in demeanor, with a sweet, bubbly personality. The type of loving, sexy and giving wife who's always been eager to please me, but, the fantasy I kept bringing up was just a bridge too far. I didn't know why she was so against the idea. To me, it seemed harmless and exciting, with no real danger involved and could lead to a fun, amorous night. Unfortunately, Bunny couldn't be budged, so, eventually, I gave up and stopped mentioning it.

In my job I spend a lot of time on the road, one of the reasons that our sex life was suffering, no doubt. I traveled all over the state and stayed over several times a week, usually at cheap motels. Once in a while, I would treat myself to a nice hotel. One night, about a year prior, I had booked myself at a luxury hotel in the center of the city I was working in. I was tired and bored from working three days straight and chose to eat dinner in the hotel restaurant. After eating, I went to the bar for a nightcap. There happened to be a very pretty redhead sitting at the bar and to my great surprise, she actually started flirting with me. Now, I feel it's only right to admit that I'm not exactly a catch, by any means. My hair's thinning, I'm slightly pudgy and I'm packing 3 inches where it counts, or, in my case, doesn't count. Yes, that's possibly another reason my sex life with Bunny had slowly fizzled.

So, of course, I was stunned when the redhead started to flirt, and I was definitely not gonna let it go to waste. This is a coincidence, I thought and looked around to see if she was flirting for her husband's benefit. It wasn't definitive, but I didn't see anyone that looked like he fit the bill. Anyway, to make a dreadful story less painful, I'll hurry it up. I bought her a drink and when the bar gave last call, she indicated she wanted to continue drinking, so I invited her up to the room.

She soon had stripped her clothes off and her big breasts and round ass clouded what little judgment I had left. Everything was hot and passionate and it wasn't until I was naked in the bed with her that she mentioned that she would need 100 dollars. I have to say that I wasn't terribly surprised that a voluptuous, pretty woman wasn't after my body, but I hadn't prepared for the possibility of needing cash. I also wasn't prepared to end what might be an incredible sexual experience, so I put her fee on a credit card. It probably goes without saying that it wasn't, in fact, an incredible sexual experience, or a good idea to use a credit card that you share with your wife.

That night happened about a year ago and I've been paying for it since the day Bunny found the extra charge and pretty much guessed what it was. To this day I don't know exactly how she guessed, but I'm sure my stupidity played a role. Once she found out, she made me pay. I want it to be known, for the record, that I had it coming, I had done the crime and I was about to do the time. She never threatened to leave me or ask for a divorce or anything like that, but, she punished me in a thousand different ways. I was constantly buying her gifts, running little errands for her and doing all the housework whenever I was home. She also made it a point to remind me, all the time, of what I'd done and how lucky I was that she had stayed in my life and even allowed me to have sex with her at all. Now, to be honest, the sex she was referring to mostly consisted of me giving her head and reaffirming my love for her, she never even acknowledged my penis at all anymore. That went on for about a year, which brings us to the other night, a Friday night.

I had returned home from a short two-day trip and was relaxing in the living room with a beer, ignoring the television which played in the background. Bunny cleared her throat to get my attention and I looked up to see her standing in the doorway. She was wrapped in a big fluffy robe and had a towel on her head. I said, hi, and she asked if I had any thoughts on dinner. I said no, mostly because, other than cooking whenever I was home, I hadn't really been part of the dinner plans lately. She smiled and suggested that we dress up and go to a nice restaurant, have some wine and wipe the slate clean. I was confused, but, hopeful, and asked her what she meant. She said that she'd been doing a lot of thinking, and here she paused, looked me straight in the eye and repeated with emphasis and drama, 'a lot of thinking' and she thinks she understands why I'd done what I'd done. She said that she had probably punished me enough. That didn't mean I was exactly forgiven and I sure as hell better not ever do anything like it again, but maybe we could warm our marriage back up, the coldness and harshness were even getting to her. I said that I agreed and I would do anything to be forgiven, but I knew it was hard and it might take a while for me to gain her trust back.

We went upstairs to dress and when I finished I waited downstairs for her return. A return, it turns out, that I was utterly unprepared for. For one split second, I honestly thought that a different woman had appeared on the stairs in front of me. That Bunny had been hiding her upstairs and had sent her out to test my faithfulness. Then Bunny laughed, seeing my bewildered look, and continued laughing at my distress as she walked down the stairs. She was wearing a red dress that I had never seen nor ever imagined to see her wear. The plunging neckline exposed most of her bountiful breasts and her belly down to her navel. When she turned to show it off, I saw that the open back ended at the top of her luscious bubble-butt and the dress itself ended just below her ass. Though the dress was surprising as hell, it was nothing compared to the blonde hair she had suddenly sprouted. I understood now why she had been wearing the towel earlier. I had never seen my wife dressed so daring and looking so erotic in our whole married life. I hadn't a clue what had caused this change. She said let's go and headed out the door, it was all I could do to keep up with her. She seemed to be very hungry.

We had a wonderful dinner and a bottle of champagne that Bunny had ordered, to celebrate, she said. When the dinner was eaten and the plates cleared away, we sat sipping our last sips of champagne. She told me that she wanted to go to a local jazz club that we'd visited in the distant past, she wanted to dance. I said okay and we finished up, drove across town and found the place. As we walked into the bar, I noticed many heads turning and admiring eyes lapping up her stunning sensuality as they scanned her body. She led me to a two-person table that was up near the front, pulled out the chair that faced toward the rear of the bar and motioned me to sit there.

After I sat down, she walked away without a word. I guessed that she was off to use the restroom and I watched her saunter away, her round firm ass bouncing under the tight stretchy dress. She stopped at the bar and pulled out a stool. Then, and seriously, only then, did it occur to me that this looked like my fantasy. My wife, dressed to kill, was about to be sitting across the room from me in a crowded bar. I was completely exhilarated and excited. She turned to face me, hopped up on the stool and my jaw dropped. Bunny, my innocent, shy and inhibited wife had no panties on underneath her short dress. I was startled, but, also, I was intrigued. Had she worn panties at all tonight? If so, when had she removed them? And one more thing intrigued me, when had she shaved her pussy bald?

A waitress came by and asked if I wanted a drink, so I ordered a beer and when I looked back at the bar Bunny was gone. I spent the next five minutes looking around the bar, my beer showing up in the meantime, and eventually found her bouncing around on the dance floor, though I couldn't tell who she was dancing with from where I sat. I felt a lot more comfortable knowing she was okay, and I relaxed, determined to enjoy what was, obviously, my fantasy come to life. I began to envision the fun sex that Bunny and I were going to have tonight after the build-up of the fantasy. Just about then, Bunny appeared, followed by a tall handsome black man, and walked back to her seat at the bar. Once again, she flashed her bare pussy at me as she sat on the stool and stayed that way while conversing with the stranger after he sat down next to her. He ordered some drinks and she mouthed a thank you. They chatted until the drinks arrived and after the bartender set her drink down, Bunny stood up slightly and kissed the man on the cheek, her dress hiked up in the back enough to show the last two inches of her ass.

I was having the time of my life. Here I was, watching my wife show off glimpses of her astoundingly sexy body and unabashedly flirt with a complete stranger. Living out my fantasy and undoubtedly well on my way to wonderful sex with my wife later tonight. I sat there, enjoying my beer and the erotic sideshow. I ordered a second beer when they got up and headed back to the dance floor. As I waited, I contemplated if, and when, I should interrupt and take Bunny home for a night of sex. As I tried to consider the how I would do it as well, I realized that I really hoped she'd take the initiative, come back to the table soon and demand that I take her home immediately to fuck her senseless. I much preferred that scenario, truth be known. It seemed like the perfect ending to my fantasy. As I took the final sip of the second beer, I realized that not only had I been lost in thought, I also hadn't seen Bunny in a good twenty minutes.

I stood up, feeling a slight dizziness from the combination of beer and the excitement of our adventure and headed to the restroom, hoping to find Bunny on the way. I didn't see her on the way to the restroom, so, when I exited, I turned to check out the rear of the bar. I found her sitting in the furthest, darkest booth, completely entangled with the same man. Though they were facing forward, they were so intimately occupied that they were oblivious to the rest of the bar, and that included me, of course. Bunny was being kissed, open-mouthed and passionately, while her pussy was being fingered religiously. As I stood there, she began to moan in orgasm, being as quiet as humanly possible under the circumstances. I watched in awe as she orgasmed, writhing and squirting at the man's talented hands.

As she was recovering, the man looked up at me and smiled. He waved to the seat opposite, indicating I was invited to join them. I sat down and the man whispered in Bunny's ear. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled at me. Then she slid down the seat to the floor and disappeared from view. I saw the man sit back and spread his legs. He smiled at me again and pointed down, like he wanted me to look at whatever was happening down there. I looked under the table and saw Bunny's naked back, I could see her head bobbing, but, I couldn't see the man's cock. Her dress had risen in the back, exposing her ass completely. I felt like I'd been given an invitation, so I reached out to touch her gorgeous ass. Immediately, she reached back and slapped my hand, her mouth never leaving his cock. The man let out a loud guffaw. I sat there for the rest of the time that Bunny was under the table, having no clue what I was supposed to do.

Bunny reappeared about 15 minutes later and climbed back up the seat. She looked straight at me and opened her mouth, showing it completely filled with a huge glob of creamy white cum. Having gotten my attention, she swallowed the whole load and licked her lips. Then she whispered something in the man's ear, kissed him on the mouth and looked back at me. She asked me if I remembered all those times I pressured her to live out this fantasy for me? Do I think she said no because she was afraid of flirting or afraid of me getting jealous? She told me that she said no because she knew what could happen and up to that point in our marriage, she felt that I didn't deserve to be hurt. Obviously, she no longer feels that way. She said that she was going to leave here with Robert and they were going back to his house, where he lives with two other members of his band. She was going to be their groupie. I was invited to come with them, but only if I agreed to her demand.

I told her that I thought she had said that my punishment was over. She giggled and said, yes it is, but now it's time for her reward. And then she spread her hands apart about ten inches and giggled again, telling me that any punishment I get from then on will be as part of her reward.

I was intrigued by the demand talk so I asked her what were her demands? She laughed and said, demand, there is only one. If I wanted to come with them and watch my very own private porno, I had to agree to obey everything she ordered me to do. She said that she had told Robert that if I do agree and then get there and refuse, he had her permission to kick my ass. They were leaving right then, did I want to go home and beat off my little peepee by myself or follow them like an eager, sad little puppy dog, so I could watch real men fuck my hot wife? I was uncertain about what to do. I really didn't want to be trapped in some of the possibilities that kept popping into my brain. On the other hand, I realized that I wanted, desperately, to see my wife get fucked, royally, after all this foreplay. I certainly knew by now that I wasn't going to be the one to do it. So, I agreed, and it was definitely the worst decision of my life, even worse than the redhead in the hotel.

They got up and walked out of the bar. I followed, exactly like a puppy as Bunny had said, sad, eager and horny. She leaned on his arm as they walked and I noticed that she came up to his chest. They walked out into the parking lot and headed to a nice convertible sports car. I hurried to get my car so I wouldn't lose them. They waited for me and when I crept up alongside them, I saw Bunny's head back in Robert's lap. She looked up at me with the head of his cock in her mouth, stretching her lips wide with its unbelievable girth, she then pulled off and held his massive cock next to her face, showing the tip just clearing the top of her head. I followed them to the house, about a twenty-minute drive, and her head never once came back up.

They parked in the drive and got out of the car. Bunny completely nude, her dress in Robert's hand and they walked into the house in front of me. When I entered the living room area, Bunny was greeting the roommates, Scott and Terry with kisses and cock caresses through their pants. She dropped to her knees in the middle of the group of three men and started undoing all of their belts and pants, she soon had all three of their big black cocks out. Terry's was a little thinner than Robert's and about two full inches longer and Scott's was just as long as Terry's and even fatter than Robert's. I had to wonder, how the fuck was Bunny gonna handle all these gigantic cocks? She didn't seem to be nearly as worried as me though, as she was gobbling them all up with gusto.

She stopped, all of a sudden, and asked Terry if he'd tie me to a chair. He said sure and walked off, I guessed for rope or something. She turned to me and told me to walk over to where she knelt between the two cocks, one in each hand. She told me to take my pants off. I did as she said and my very tiny penis stood out straight, all 3 inches. She giggled and said, see boys, I stayed with this asshole for ten years and then he cheated on me with a fucking hooker. She let go of the cocks and turned her body toward me and told me to step forward. When I did she reached out and slapped my penis, hard, stinging me and sending me backward. She told me to come back and take my punishment like a man, or at least a boy and she giggled again. She slapped it once more, even harder and told me to go sit in the chair. When Terry returned with duct tape, she asked him to make it tight and be sure to cover my mouth.

Terry did as she asked, and more, it was so tight that I could feel my limbs going numb after a few minutes, but my mouth being taped meant that I couldn't complain or beg. I just sat there watching my wife sucking the biggest blackest cocks I had ever seen. The only part of my body not numb was my little pecker, which grew hard again right after the slapping and remained so the whole time, unfortunately dripping cum in orgasm after orgasm as I watched her in action. The men walked over to the couch and sat down, their momentous cocks rising high into the air. Calling her slut, Robert told Bunny to crawl over to them. She immediately did as she was told and crawled over to Terry on the end and dove in between his legs, aiming for his heavy hanging balls, She sucked each one into her little mouth and then started licking up the never-ending length of the shaft of his cock. She got to the top, opened her mouth and engulfed the head of Terry's cock. She drove herself straight down until she couldn't go any deeper. She pulled off and switched to Robert's cock and repeated the ritual, followed immediately by doing the same on Scott's cock.

Bunny repeated the cycle over and over, driving the cocks deeper and deeper. She wasn't able to get those gigantic, rigid poles into her throat but she managed to get about halfway down each one eventually. By the time she pulled off for a breath, all three cocks were sloppy wet and fully hard. Robert picked her up from behind and set her down directly on Scott's long fat cock and she slowly slid down the shaft, screaming in delight, until Terry stepped in front of her face and stuffed his long slender cock into her mouth. She mumbled and moaned as the pleasure of the cock in her pussy was only muffled by the giant cock in her mouth.

If I thought she was making a lot of noise at that point, it would soon become apparent that she could make a lot more. Robert moved in behind her and stuck the tip of his huge cock at the entrance to her tiny asshole and started the inexorable journey inside, lubed with only her saliva. She exploded in orgasm as he penetrated the ring of her ass and then she just began convulsing and screaming around Terry's cock. Terry took advantage of her defenseless state and slowly pushed his cock all the way into her throat. I could see the muscles of her neck expand and collapse with his thrusting. She was so excited, wildly shaking and twisting that the guys were soon ready to explode themselves. Terry came first, the constant vibration of her moaning and screaming enveloping his buried cock must have been just too much to overcome, his cock was visibly throbbing and pulsing as he began cumming deep in her throat and I could hear her choking as the cum shot directly down her throat. He pulled out and continued streaming strand after strand all over her beautiful face and blonde hair. Now that her mouth was vacant again, her screams were full-throated and banshee-like as Robert pumped her ass with powerful thrusts. He was next to cum, stopping and just pulsating his streams of cum deep into her ass. She was finally able to breathe a little as he had stopped his movement, but when he had finished cumming, he pulled out, the renewed pressure causing Bunny to pick up the screaming right where she had left off.
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