Boyfriend takes what he wants from my wife

[foxtrot-99]

Many years ago, I was fortunate to marry a submissive and very sexually adventurous 22 year old with a firm and very desirable body. She was not inexperienced, although her liaisons had been fairly conventional, albeit in a liberal age. Prior to our marriage we indulged in an active and promiscuous sex life. At that time, she lived in a nurse's home, where she enjoyed casual sex with both doctors and patients. I would insist on the details later, occasionally, whilst adding to the sloppy mess left by her previous encounter.

We enjoyed a varied and adventurous sex life, and I offer a selection (attempting to avoid the many repetitions), of our little adventures.

Following our marriage (no kids), I began to have her dressed to please (both for me and any other random strangers who might take an interest), this consisted of the usual; stockings and suspenders, no underwear, and no imagination needed to see she was bra-less. She thrived on the attention when we were out, and, before long, I encouraged her to go out with friends, with no restrictions on her activities.

She very quickly became an enthusiastic participant in our free and easy lifestyle.

On an early 'successful' night out, she returned at around midnight, with the words 'I have done what you want – I have been fucked. She then got into bed with me where I slid my fingers over her used pussy, enjoying the sloppy residue of her earlier adventure. I quickly mounted her doggy style, emptying my load in her, as she recounted her experience - which, simply consisted of a pick up at a nightclub, followed by a stop off for sex, in her car.

Next day she asked if she could see her 'friend' again (she had obviously arranged a meeting after dropping him off near the local army base). I said yes, although I told her that I was not interested in her having any long term relationships.

She went to his place the following Wednesday, where she was fucked, sodomized and obliged to do ass to mouth. Jane was prepared to do this, but her soldier friend then insisted on beating her (a leather belt across her arse) – she was unable to talk him out of this, and, sensing him growing angry, and, fearful of worse, she agreed to take the beating. She was soon begging for mercy - which, I guess is what he enjoyed – as she was repeatedly instructed to spread her legs, to allow better, and more painful, access to the flogging. When he eventually stopped, he told her to remain face down on the bed – climbed on board – sodomized her again - then rolled over and fell asleep.

Jane sensed an opportunity, and left, very frightened (he was virtually a complete stranger), without any intention of returning.

She caught up with me, two hours after this encounter, in our local pub. I could see she was flushed so I got her a drink and she gave me the details. This was just the sort of thing I liked, although, of course, I did not want her badly hurt. I realised that he was an opportunist, who had taken full advantage of Jane, as soon as he had gained physical and mental control over her. In hindsight, her beating could have been much worse, so too, his use of her, to gratify his sexual requirements – I repeated my preference for one night stands.

We went home, where I examined her welts, along with her gaping arse, before sliding my rock hard prick up her pussy. She was sore following her beating, but I forced her to take another load to join those from earlier. I was young, and Jane's activities had made me randy - before morning I had fucked her repeatedly – I would have buggered her too, but her screams forced me to stop. She said that she had been sodomized brutally, on the second occasion (she believed he had become over excited from beating her). Jane explained that she was too afraid to protest, and simply submitted to whatever he wished to do.

She promised that she would do anything I liked, with anyone, if I would spare her arse for a few more days.

[54321]

Oh dear!

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[trecital]

I'm hoping that this is a fantasy.

If you are claiming that it's true, then I can't see how this doesn't fit the description of rape.

Sorry, not a pleasant read.

[foxtrot-99]

I'm hoping that this is a fantasy.

If you are claiming that it's true, then I can't see how this doesn't fit the description of rape.

Sorry, not a pleasant read.

No, it's not a fantasy - do all of the other wives on the site find perfect gentlemen, as in 'Mills & Boon' stories?

[foxtrot-99]

Oh dear!

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Real life, I am afraid - not 'Mills & Boon'

[54321]

Isn't there supposed to be somewhere in between the extremes of rape and Mills and Boon?

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[foxtrot-99]

Isn't there supposed to be somewhere in between the extremes of rape and Mills and Boon?

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Of course, it'is called everyday life - but who wants to hear about events that happen up and down the country every day of the year? And why would anyone wish to share the details of an everyday encounter? I have shared the details of this encounter because it was unusual, possibly erotic, and involved a hotwife.

[walter2000uk]

Very Interesting start to the adventures of this couple.
I know there must be more Stories and want to encourage the author.

[54321]

This Forum is a broad church. If both of you are into it and both enjoying yourselves, have at!

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[Bsod83]

The title is a bit misleading. Should gave been: "Stranger beat, rape and sodomize wife, husband fucks her several times instead of beeing supportive. "

[subbieCuck]

I'm hoping that this is a fantasy.

If you are claiming that it's true, then I can't see how this doesn't fit the description of rape.

Sorry, not a pleasant read.

Couldnt agree more..

[Cappy]

This is no fantasy. This happen to me. And it was my fault. This is for the ladies.

I’m a 48 year old female that made a mistake and I want to pass it on. Both my husband and I swing as a couple, and he usually decides where and with whom. We recieve many responses to our ads over many forums and web sites. Many from good people. But this time is was from a couple that was having a theme party ( I love theme party’s ) and it was close by. As I looked through the ads that my husband had filtered through, I noticed he had not mention it to me. I ask why, and he said we’re not going. I can’t remember the last time he turned down an invite to a party. And this one was close by. We kinda argued about it and I let it go. On that particular weekend he was going with his friends to some sort of race. And I decided to go to the party myself. I would just stay a little while and then come home. I was sure I would see some familiar faces there and thought nothing more of it. The party was at a big hotel, upstairs at one of their suites. I found my way up there, knocked on the door. And a very good looking young man answers . I told him I’m here for the party and he let me in. It was a beautiful room and he ask me if I want a drink in which I replied gin and tonic. I started walking around the room when I noticed that there weren’t very many people. In fact there were about 5 men just standing there talking.i approached them and said, hi guys, Am I early ? i thought this was a party. They all looked at me and one said,…” you are the party” !!. It took me a few seconds to process what he had just said, at which point I put my drink down and started walking to the door. But there was this big guy standing there blocking it. Well, I don’t need to tell you what happen next. Before I knew it, these guys were dragging me into a room. And by the time they got me in there. They had all my clothes off, at which point this guy throws me on the bed and the rest held me down.I have never ever been really scared for my life, but I know now how it feels. Helpless is the word that best describes it. I don’t know how long I was up there, or how many men used me. All I know was that my body hurt so much that morning. I looked around and it seemed like I was alone. First chance I got, I got up, gathered what clothes I could find. Saw my purse and grab it and headed for the door. I found the elevator and pushed every button I could to get the damn thing going. I scrambled in the parking lot looking for my car. And once I got in, I locked the doors. I know what your thinking. To little.. to late. I really ached by now. And I knew something wasn’t right. I was scared and drove myself to our local hospital . When I was there, I dreaded asking them to call my husband. I knew I was in big trouble with him. And when he finally got there. I could see the concern on his face. That did last to long when he came in and asked me what happen. I bit my lip and told him. His concern turned to angry. And it was directed at me. I can’t begin to tell you how angry my husband was with me. It took weeks after he initially yell at me to even talk to me.again. He knew it was some sort of set-up for a gang bang.and that’s why we were not going. I should have listen to him. Ladies, in this lifestyle you need to be careful. If your are a couple, and
your husband says not to do something. Listen to him. We take for granted just how important a role our husbands play in this lifestyle. They are our protectors. And when there not there. It’s frightening. I was able to walk away from my mistake. You may not be as lucky..