Barry and Millie’s sex life had waned but suddenly she was begging for sex. What was her reason? Was she cheating on him? Had that raised her interest again? The answer was not what he expected.
Barry arrived home after work on Monday to find Millie again in a short skirt and sexy top and without underwear. She kissed him passionately when he walked into the kitchen. Grabbing his hand she pulled it into her crotch to show him she wasn’t wearing panties. Her erect nipples bore testament to the lack of a bra. “Rub my clit darling” she whispered into his ear “I feel so horny”. Barry obliged and within minutes she was hanging on to him as her orgasm caused her knees to buckle. “Thank you honey. Let’s delay dinner and let’s fuck” she said and bent over the kitchen bench. “Do it right here right now” she begged and Barry had his way with his moaning wife.
Millie headed off to the bathroom to clean up the cum oozing from her pussy. Barry tucked his cock back in his pants. Sitting in the living room he again wondered what was going on. His wife had suddenly turned into a sex manic. There had to be a reason. She came back and said she would get dinner started. He read the paper but his mind was on the task. He kept coming back to the thought that his wife had a lover and her sudden amorous feelings were not love but guilt. How could he find out? After dinner Millie again was eager to please him and again it was early to bed and another wild session with Millie on hands and knees begging his to fuck her hard and fast.
As the week progressed Barry noticed Millie was less attentive. Straight away he put two and two together. She didn’t work Mondays and Fridays so that was obviously the reason. He decided to spy on her the following Friday and find out for sure what was going on. Early Friday morning he rang work and said he was ill. However he dressed as usual and left home at the normal time. Millie seemed eager to cuddle him before he left. He drove into the next street and parked his car. Then he walked back to the corner and began to watch his house. It was about 30 minutes later when he saw Millie come out of the house and cross the road to Ann’s house. She disappeared inside.
Barry stood there wondering what it meant. Was his wife suddenly bisexual? Was her lover really a woman? He walked up the street and sneak around Ann’s house. He began to look through windows. No-one in the bedroom. He had expected to see them. Then he looked in the living room window. He stood there totally shocked. There was his wife and Ann both naked. Millie was kneeling on the floor with her body resting in the couch. Ann was sitting in a lounge chair watching her. “What was going on?” he thought “what are they doing?” The answer was soon revealed.
As he watched Ann’s Doberman came into the room. He approached Millie and pushed his nose into her crutch. Barry’s eyes bulged and his jaw dropped. Millie began to squeal. The dog was performing oral sex on his wife. Barry was filled with shock and disgust but his cock had no such moral judgement and began to grow erect. “Oh yes” he heard Millie cry out. “Yes lick that bitch” shouted Ann. Millie was moaning and wriggling her arse. “Good boy” she wailed ‘make your bitch cum”. Despite Barry’s shock he couldn’t deny his obscene excitement. Was it the fact that his wife didn’t have another man? But a dog? What the fuck? He unzipped his pants and released his now fully erect penis. He began to stroke himself as he heard Millie cry out “mount me”.
The dog was obviously fully trained and heard Millie’s command he did in fact mount her. After a couple of false starts he found the target, a soaked fuck hole. Thrust forward he buried his growing cock into his squealing human bitch. “Oh God yes. Good boy” Millie shouted. Barry looked over at Ann. She was sitting in a lounge chair and masturbating as she watched Millie being fucked furiously by her dog. It only took Barry a matter of minutes before he orgasmed. Feeling a mixture of anger and relief he zipped up his pants and, having watched his wife a little longer, headed back to his car.
He sat in his car digesting what he had witnessed. He shook his head constantly as he relived the sight of his wife being humped by a dog. How was it possible? What had led her to this? Was he somehow to blame? Then another thought entered his troubled brain. How could he use this to his advantage? It was as if he hadn’t been turned on by what he saw. He started the car and drove home. He sat in the living room and waited for his dog loving wife to return home. It was nearly two hours before he heard the key in the door. He turned and waited for Millie to appear.
“What are you doing home” Millie asked as she walked into the living room. Barry looked at her. “Did you enjoy your fuck with Ann’s dog?” he asked. Millie turned white and tried to speak but just made a gurgling sound. “Yes I saw you” continued Barry “on your knees with that dog on top of you. You loved it didn’t you”. His voice growing louder. Millie suddenly found voice. “I am sorry” she blurted out “please, I will do anything”. Barry saw his chance. “Strip” he yelled “get your clothes off”. Without a word Millie did as she was told. Barry unzipped his pants. “Come here and suck my cock while I think about where we go from here.
Millie had resisted oral sex most of time just a quick suck and never any more than that. She realised a quick suck would not satisfy her husband this time. He moaned as she wrapped her lips around his erection. “Suck it you doggy slut” he yelled and then moaned “all the way down on me”. Millie’s eyes filled with tears. She knew better than complain. She had been caught and now had to pay the price. “Suck harder” Barry groaned “suck me until I cum in your mouth”. Millie had never gone that far, ever, but she realised Barry had the upper hand. “Yes that it bitch. Just like that. Shit I love it” he wailed and moments later he filled his wife’s mouth with his love juice. She swallowed as fast as she could but still some cum dribbled down her chin.
Usually Barry’s erection would go limp after he unloaded but this time he remained stiff. “Get on your knees and lean on the couch” he said “just like you do for that mongrel dog”. Again Millie as she was told. Barry stood up and dropped his pants. Kneeling behind her he drove his cock balls deep with one vicious thrust. “You like it like this do you” he yelled and proceeded to fuck her as hard and fast as he could. She screamed but not in pain. “Oh God Barry you are better than any dog my darling. Use me. Abuse me. Teach me what a slut I am”. Because he had already orgasmed it took over 20 minutes before he was able to cum again. By that time he was out of breath. Millie, on the other hand, was shaking from head to foot. She lay face down on the couch as Barry’s juices oozed from her pussy and ran down her thighs.
She remained there waiting for Barry to say something. Finally he stood up. “Let me have a shower and then we will talk” he said and staggered into the ensuite bathroom. Never in all their married life had he treated his wife with such vigour. Catching his breath under the shower the power he felt dawned on him. Rather that threaten his wife he now had real power over her. His nature didn’t allow him to punish her as such but holding the whip hand meant pleasure for both of them and maybe, just maybe, he could fulfil some secret desires. The blowjob had only been the first step.