Catching a Show
I have an awful secret I keep from my wife but it is something I think about all the time now. We recently took a trip to Las Vegas to kinda blow off some steam and have fun. We had both been working really hard and just needed a break. It was a pretty typical vacation to Vegas until we decided to catch a show. We found an “adult, comedy, hypnotist” performing for free in a nearby venue and went to check it out.
The show was a bit raunchy, but we were having a good time, laughing along with the audience as the hypnotist, “Magic Dave”, had volunteers from the crowd come on stage and do ridiculous things while he made crude jokes. And then it happened – my wife was chosen to be one of the volunteers. I watched as she went up to the stage, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.
Lovely Assistants
But as the hypnotist began to work his magic, my excitement quickly turned to horror. My wife was eager to participate and I watched her walk up to the stage along with two other women. All three of them had large breasts and I couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy about it. They were all gorgeous with ample bosoms that jiggled and bounced as they followed the hypnotist’s commands. This did not go unnoticed by the men in the audience who cheered as the women were paraded on the stage. The atmosphere in the room quickly became charged with sexual energy.
The Magic Dave had the women sit and take deep breaths. He went to each of them, having them watch a dangling crystal swing back and forth on a thread while he lulled them under his hypnosis. When a member of the crowd shouted some heckle, Dave turned to the to the crowd with an sinister smile, “Trust me fellas, you don’t want to mess this us by interrupting my process.”
When he was satisfied the women on stage were under his control he started to focus his attention back on the crowd. As the show went on, the hypnotist made the women do all sorts of silly things for the audience’s entertainment while making vulgar sexual jokes at their expense.
The first woman was named Linda. She looked to be in her late fifties, with skin mottled and crinkled from years of laughter and sunshine. Her shining white hair was short enough to allow the fat on her face to show, which made her look grandmotherly despite the cotton candy pink lipstick she wore. Linda wore a t-shirt advertising the Hard Rock Cafe in Panama City Beach, Florida, over stretchy blue jeans that would have been fashionable on someone half her age. She was made to cluck like a chicken, her fleshy ass and long, saggy tits trembling as she flapped her wings and shook her tail in her trance.
Then next women was Kathy, she was a chubby girl with curly red hair. She had a bit of a belly, but it was hardly noticeable with the endless cleavage from her blouse catching your eye. She was made to bark like a dog and get down on all fours. Her giant, pendulous boobs hanging down toward the floor as Magic Dave made her crawl. The audience held its breath, hoping her breasts would bounce free of her top.
“How many of you would love to have a doggy like this at home?” Dave joked with the audience as he patted the woman’s head. “I bet doggy loves a bone…or two.”
He then made his way over to my wife. He forced her to do things that were not only embarrassing but sexual in nature. He handed her a cucumber and told her to kiss it and then suck it. As my wife simulated fellating the cucumber Magic Dave turned to the audience, “Looks like this one has had a lot of practice. Did you start in middle school when those big sweater hams started coming in? Haha, I bet you did. Fellas, remember this when I ask for male volunteers later.”
The audience laughed but I could feel the tension start to build in me as I watched my wife, knowing that there was nothing I could do to stop it. The other men in the audience were laughing at the hypnotist’s jokes and egging him on, but all I could feel was a deep-seated anger growing inside of me.
A Change of Wardrobe
The hypnotist then told the women to stand in a line in a deep trance. Strip tease music started to play and immediately the eager crowd howled their approval.
“Alright, ladies, listen to the sound of my voice and surrender your will to my command. You will slowly remove your clothing, to remain standing in only your bra and panties. You will feel more comfortable and calm then you have ever felt in your life.”
A man stood up from the crowd and charged toward the stage, “That is it, fun is over, my wife and I are outta here.” He shouted at Magic Dave, as he marched on stage.
“Magic Dave stepped in front of him, quickly placed a hand on his forehead and said something to the man very quickly. The more Dave spoke the more relaxed the guy’s posture became, until eventually he shrugged and calmly returned to his seat.
“It is alright folks, I think he is fine with the show going on, he doesn’t want to deprive you all of the glorious things ahead.”
Magic Dave returned his intention to the woman participants on stage. He repeated his instructions to them. The crowd was completely silent now with anticipation as the women, including my poor wife, slowly stripped out of their clothes until they were standing on stage, with blank stares, in only their underwear.
Magic Dave moved from woman to woman, whispering something for their ears only while looking them up and down. He then turned to the crowd, “Now fellas, these bras and cotton panties are looking pretty good, but I think we can do better.” He turned to the women and in his focused tone instructed them, “Ladies, in the back of this stage you will enter the purple door, each of you will *********** and outfit from the hangers there, put it on and return to your current position. You will follow my every word in 3…2…1” He snapped his fingers and they turned and marched into the purple door at the back of the stage.
There was nervous laughter in the crowd and Magic Dave looked at his wrist as though checking the time. “It really does take women forever to get ready,” Magic Dave joked. The crowd laughed.
When the door opened and the women filed back out onto the stage my heart sank when I saw their outfits. They were each wearing the tiniest bikinis, mostly just string and small fabric triangles that barely covered their huge breasts. The crowd erupted.
My wife stood there, emotionless, a yellow microkini struggling to contain her massive, heavy breasts. The shape of each of her breasts completely exposed, with only her nipples left to the imagination of the hungry crowd. Her cleavage, under-boob, and side-boob completely uncovered in her tiny outfit. The outline of her nipples visible through the fabric. She was on full display. The tiny bottoms where pulled up high on her big, wide hips and the fabric pulled up into the lips of her shaved pussy. She looked like a cheap stripper.
The audience cheered and hooted. The table of older guys beside me slapped my back and shoved my shoulders, “Look at the fat tits on your wife. Good man, good man!”
I heard another man shout, “Now make the whores jump up and down.”
Another audience member responded, “Fuck that, make them suck our dicks.”
I looked at the other women. Poor Linda’s nipples were so large the microkini didn’t cover her areolas. Their dark brown circles peeking out from under her tiny string bikini top. Her aged body was flabby and dimpled with cellulite rippled as she stepped. Her bikini top struggling to hold in her heavy, sagging breasts. Kathy’s pale belly and chubby pussy mound bounced with each step. Nearly as much as her gargantuan tits that swayed rhythmically as she moved into place.
Magic Dave stepped between each woman, brushing his hand across each of their bottoms and leaning in close to whisper something in their ears before moving onto the next one. He then turned back to the audience and said, “Let’s give these beautiful ladies a round of applause.” The audiences clapped and cheered for them while Linda just stood there emotionless, almost seeming like she wasn’t registering what was happening around her.
Magic Dave’s Strip Show
Magic Dave then asked for a male volunteer from the audience, the crowd became very loud as each man there waved his hands and shouted to be picked. The hypnotist chose three men and they trotted to stage to sit in three chairs placed center stage.
“Welcome to Magic Dave’s hypnosis and strip club, would you gentle care for a lap dance?”
The men nodded enthusiastically.
“Thank you, that will be ten dollars,” Magic Dave told them and each of the men handed him a crisp bill. “They may be ugly but at least they have some big hooters on them, right? What do you expect for $10? Cheapest whores in Vegas,” Magic Dave said taking a bow.
The hypnotist told the men to put their hands on their heads and keep them there as his dancers did their jobs. He then commanded the practically naked women to give the men on stage a lap dance to remember.
“These ladies are highly trained strippers. By the end of the show they will do anything you tell them to, they will do it on command and with a smile.”
“Ladies, listen to my voice, my will is your will. When I snap my fingers, you will turn around, push your asses out toward this audience of distinguished gentlemen and shake what your momma gave you.”
With the snap of his fingers, my wife turned around, bent forward slightly and started to shake her big, pale, jiggly ass cheeks at a crowd of ravenous strangers. She shook her meaty ass side to side, popped her hips up and down twerking, and flashed of her yellow thong showed in her ass crack as she wiggled her ass for everyone. The other women on stage did the same but my eyes were locked on my poor wife.
I was torn between wanting to protect her and wanting to watch. I wanted to be angry and disgusted by what she was doing, but when I looked at her jiggling ass, bouncing breasts and her pussy lips exposed through her thong, I felt a stirring in my pants.
I watched as the hypnotist made my wife move to the very front of the stage, run her hands up and down her big ass, pull her thong to the side to flash her pussy at the audience, and make her shake her ass for the men in the front row. I sat there mortified as the hypnotist put his hand on my wife’s ass and guided her back and forth across the front row of audience members. When one of the men reached out and put his hand on my wife’s ass, I felt a surge of anger but was helpless to do anything about it. Magic Dave grabbed handfuls of her big ass cheeks and shook them up and down for the crowd. He pushed on her back to bend her over further then held his hand up as if to swat her ass. The crowd yelled and so he swung and spanked my wife’s big booty in front of everyone. He gave her a few hard spanks and I could see his hand prints on her pale ass cheeks.
Magic Dave them moved his attention to the next girl, using her body to work the audience into a frenzy. The other girls on stage were treated similarly to my wife, with Magic Dave guiding them into positions that showed off their assets and making them dance and twerk to the delight of the audience. As the show went on, I found myself both aroused by what I was seeing and disgusted with what these women had been reduced to – mere objects for entertainment. The women turned into zombies, devoid of any expression. The men in the audience grumbling, lusting after my wife and the other women on stage. He ran his hands over Kathy’s fat booty, squeezing each cheek before smacking them hard with his open palm, eliciting screams of delight from the men in attendance.
Magic Dave seemed to especially delight in degrading Linda, whose husband had tried to stop the show earlier. He pulled her thong high up her ass and pussy and spanked her hard with both hands.
He then pulled her closer and ran his hands all over her body, squeezing and caressing her as if she were nothing more than a plaything. He let out a deep laugh as he continued his assault on Linda’s body in front of the crowd, who cheered in approval. Linda continued to be humiliated on stage as Magic Dave used her for his entertainment. He bent her over, stuck his fingers against the front of her bikini bottom and rubbed them back and forth then made her dance for the cheering crowd.
He then snapped his fingers again and the women returned to their original positions, blank faces looking ahead, waiting for his instructions.
The Lap Dances
“Now ladies, when I snap my fingers, you will be overcome with a deep desire, you will know yourself, you will know you are a skilled, lustful, depraved stripper working here in Vegas. You will use your passion and bodies to give these patient gentlemen the best lap dance on the Las Vegas strip. The three most important things you know as strippers is to always please the customer, never deny a man, and the sluttier the better.”
Magic Dave snapped his fingers, rock music started to play, and the women immediately jumped into action. All three women strutted over to one of the men sitting on the stage in their chairs and started their lap dances. There was a lump in my throat…and my pants as I watched my wife give a complete stranger a lap dance, while wearing practically nothing. I sat there, mortified and humiliated. My wife had been reduced to nothing more than a sexual object for the amusement of strangers. And yet, as much as I tried to push the image out of my mind, I couldn’t help but feel aroused by it.
The men still had their hands on their heads as Magic Dave had instructed earlier. My wife’s ass cheeks bounced slightly with each step as she sauntered over to the guy sitting behind her. Like second nature, my wife straddled his lap. He was an older bald guy, he was flushed red, grinning ear to ear.
My wife, the once shy and timid person I knew was gone. In her place, this new confident woman who who knew how to make every cock in the room hard. She ran her hands up and down his chest as she gyrated her hips in a circular motion on him. She leaned forward and he buried his face between her huge tits, motorboating my wife. All I could do was watch in a mix of humiliation and arousal as my wife gave this stranger an incredibly lewd lap dance right in front of me and this whole crowd.
I watched in awe as she ground her big booty into him, shaking it ever so slightly from side to side. The top of her ass cheeks bulged as she pressed her crotch down into his lap, using it to rub him up and down. I imagined how hard his cock must be and how hot and wet her pussy must have felt to him. The music shifted to a slower beat and my wife began to grind in circles on the man’s lap. I was uncontrollably aroused at the sight of my wife dancing for a stranger like this but also felt embarrassed at the same time.
“Ladies, you are incredible strippers, clearly the best in town, why don’t you spin around and put your back to your gentlemen, really give them your asses. Let the crowd see these big tits bounce while you work on the laps of those perverts.”
My wife slide off the man’s lap, turned to push her ass toward his face, then seductively lowered herself back onto his lap. The tent in his pants visible and sliding into her ass crack as she lowered herself. She then began to twerk her cheeks on his lap while staring down at the flow with a smile. Alternating lifting and dropping each meaty ass cheek as his cock pressed between them.
Magic Dave addressed the man whose lap my wife was rubbing her ass against, “Why don’t you take your hands off your head and squeeze this sluts ass, dry hump this whore.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. She bounced her big ass up and down on his lap, while he grabbed her cheeks and spread them apart so he could see the tiny thong covering her pussy and asshole. He grabbed her hips and smacked her ass while he thrust his hard dick up toward her crotch. He pounded his hips upward toward her as Magic Dave moved tot he center of the stage. As I sat there in the audience, feeling mortified and cuckolded, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of arousal. The sight of my wife’s body on display for all to see was simultaneously humiliating and erotic.
The Screen
But what happened next was something I couldn’t have predicted. As the final act of the show, the hypnotist wheeled out a screen that was about 5 feet tall and 10 feet wide. Magic Dave had the women stop their lap dances and stand behind the screen in specific places. The guys who received the dances awkwardly moved off stage either managing their erections or the wet patched in their pants.
Magic Dave turned to the three women on stage, now behind the screen from the neck down.
“Now Ladies, I want you to close your eyes and take a deep breath. Let the mesmerizing words of my voice wash over you. Picture the sun shining down on your body, warming you from head to toe. Feel the gentle breeze blowing through your hair and across your skin. Listen to the birds singing in the distance and feel a deep sense of peace within yourself.”
He continued “Now I want you to imagine that all of your inhibitions have melted away. You can do whatever you please without fear or judgement. Now I want you to reach up and remove the bikini tops that you are wearing and hold them above your head so that they are just visible above the top of the screen. The audience will be watching. You will find pleasure in their gaze as they can only imagine what lies beneath.”
The women quickly did as commanded and moved their arms above their heads, holding their bikinis in place as Magic Dave counted down from three.
“Three…two…one…”
At that moment, time seemed to stand still for a few seconds before the audience erupted into cheers and applause. The women stood there with their tops held above their heads, each with a different expression on her face – pure ecstasy, intense arousal, or elation. But all of them had one thing in common – they were under Magic Dave’s spell and completely captivated by his hypnotic words.
But Magic Dave was not done yet. He had more tricks up his sleeve. Reaching down onto the screen, he pulled a latched and opened a hinged door which swung down to reveal Linda’s big tits, dangling bare in front of her. He reached through the open hatch and grabbed them with both hands and pulled Linda’s heavy, saggy tits through the trapdoor, to rest on the open hatch door like a shelf before her. Her giant, soft tits, rested obscenely on the shelf in front of the screen, the rest of her body hidden behind it.
“Now this is a pretty good view of you Linda, but I think it can be improved.”
Magic Dave then hit a switch on the side of the prop screen wall and an extension popped out the top, blocking Linda’s face from the audience’s view. Only her tits visible through the hole in the wall in front of her.
Magic Dave then turned to the audience and said “I want a few of you brave souls to come up on stage and have a go at Linda’s tits. Don’t be shy, don’t be afraid. Groping, slapping, sucking, licking…it’s all allowed here! Come on now, who wants to be first?”
Magic Dave invited several members of the audience to join him up on stage. He instructed them to play with Linda’s tits through the hole in the wall. The crowd went wild as they eagerly approached Linda’s tits with enthusiasm. Magic Dave directed them towards Linda’s wall-mounted tits and one by one they took turns getting up close and personal with her fleshy mounds.
The men started off timidly but soon they were all groping, slapping, sucking and licking with wild abandon. The audience gasped in awe as they watched them explore her body with their hands, mouths, and tongues. They took turns exploring Linda’s tits while Magic Dave looked on with glee. Everyone was enthralled by the sight before them – a woman completely exposed and vulnerable on stage as strangers felt her up and pleasured her without shame or judgement.
After what felt like an eternity, Magic Dave ushered the volunteers from the audience back to their seats and moved over toward Kathy.
“Now it’s your turn Kathy. I want you to turn around and bend over, pressing your ass against the prop wall. That’s right, just like that.”
Kathy complied and Magic Dave opened a trap door in the wall that revealed her wide, fat ass. He pulled it through the hole by the top of her thong. Magic Dave then gestured for two men in the audience to come join him on stage. The men eagerly obliged and approached Kathy’s exposed ass with enthusiasm. They proceeded to pull down her thong and began rubbing their hands all over her huge butt cheeks. Then they started massaging her pussy and asshole as Magic Dave looked on with a satisfied grin. The audience erupted into cheers. It was an erotic sight that had everyone in attendance captivated – a woman completely exposed and vulnerable on stage. The men continued their sensual exploration until Magic Dave finally decided it was time for them to leave the stage.
Next Magic Dave walked to my wife. My heart was in my throat.
“And now ladies and germs, I perform my grand finale.” He reach for a switch and the prop wall lowered a foot or so. Magic Dave stepped begin the prop wall to stand beside my wife, who remained silent, staring forward with no emotion.
“This one is for your old friend Magic Dave. I want you to drop to your knees,” he commanded my wife. The crowd howling and hooting at the prospect of what was to come.
My wife complied and kneeled before him, onyl the top of her head visible behind the black screen.
Magic Dave then leaned down and said in a low voice “Now show me what a good cocksucker you are.” The hypnotist dramatically mimed unzipping his pants and taking out his cock, pretending it required both hands to pull out. Magic Dave then dramatically groaned with pleasure as he grabbed the back of her head and pushed it towards his groin, thrusting his hips towards her face. My mind was a tornado as I didn’t know if this was theater or if that was the moment he plunged his cock into my wife’s mouth. He simulated he was roughly fucking her face, both his hands in her hair, his hips pistoning forward as he pumped her head.
The audience cheered with approval as they watched this spectacle unfold before them. I found my cock completely rigid as I allowed myself to imagine she was being face fucked, live on stage, under the control of this stranger.
Finally, Magic Dave pushed his head back, moaned loudly as a cartoonish amount of thick white cum sprayed everywhere. It must have been some kind of pressurized canister spraying this fake jizz from a hose. It was all over the wall, the floor, my wife’s hair was completely drenched in the goo. I was relieved to know it was all part of the act and completely simulated to get a rise out of the audience.
My relief was short lived as he wheeled the screen off stage to reveal my wife, on her knees, her huge tits hanging to her waist, in a tiny micro bikini absolutely painted in thick white goo. The crowd whistled and hollered at the sight.
“Ladies, thank you so much for being such incredible assistants tonight. I want you to listen to my final commands. I want you to go back into that purple door at the back of the stage, clean yourselves up, get dressed, and wait back stage for me. And oh, ladies, one more command, for being such amazing sports if you have a husband or boyfriend here, I want you to give them the best fucking blowjobs of their lives tonight. I want you to drain their balls like depraved suck hags from outer space. I want you to let them bury their dicks in your squeezing throats until their burst.”
The crowd clapped and whistled as the women exited the door in the back of the stage.
“Alright, that is tonight’s show. Remember we offer this show for free to dupe suckers, and more importantly their wives, into our fun so be sure to tip generously on your way out or the show stops. Thank you as always, be safe, be good, good night.”
And with that Magic Dave walked off stage.
After The Show
I waited in the hall that led backstage for like half an hour to collect my wife. When I was finally able to push past the distracted security I wandered the narrow backstage hall and checked each room. I searched frantically until I finally found her.
I finally found her in Magic Dave’s dressing room. Her eyes still glazed over from the hypnosis. Her face was a mix of confusion and pleasure as she turned to me and said in a robotic voice “Ohh, hi honey.” I knew it wasn’t really her talking and it still sent shivers down my spine.
Magic Dave was sitting on the armchair with her on his lap, still in her tiny bikini, while he tongue kissed her passionately and groped her ass cheeks and enormous, heavy tits. She seemed to be purring like an animal as he touched her body. His hands moved all over her body with such confidence and ease that I almost forgot for a moment that this was my wife. She sat there with an expression of pure pleasure on her face, like she had just had the time of her life. She looked so beautiful and content that I almost forgot why I had come here.
His hands roamed freely over her ass cheeks and tremendous tits as they both moaned into each other’s mouths. He squeeze and lifted her My heart raced as I realized what must have been going on while I was waiting outside for them.
I wanted to be mad at him for taking advantage of my wife, but instead all I felt was a strange sort of admiration for the power this man held over women – even my own wife – that made them willingly give up their bodies to him without hesitation or reservation. He had an aura of confidence and command that drew people to him like moths to a flame. It seemed like forever until they finally noticed me standing in the doorway watching them intently.
I don’t exactly remember what Magic Dave said to me, but I closed the door and sat quietly facing the corner for a while. At first I could hear what was happening.
I could hear her quiet moans as they continued to make out. At one point I heard him whisper, “Sit on it, take it all.”
I could smell the musky scent of her wet pussy like a heavy incense in the room. It felt like I was in a trance, unable to move, my thoughts clouded by desire and jealousy all at once. His assault on her mind and body was almost too much to bear, and I sat there motionless as I listened to their mutual cries for satisfaction. My heart raced as I thought of all the depraved acts he must have been doing to her right then, but soon my mind went quiet and all I could do was sit there in silence, waiting for it all to be over.
The sounds of their lovemaking filled the room as they continued for what seemed like an eternity. His voice was low and commanding, making her say degrading things about herself as he smacked her ass and made her ride his dick while he sucked on her big tits.
My wife began to say things that were so degrading, almost like a mantra she was repeating over and over again at his instruction. Things about how she loved being taken advantage of, how she wanted him to fuck her harder and deeper, how she wanted it to never end. My wife’s voice began to change as she spoke, her words becoming more and more desperate with each passing moment. She was repeating whatever Magic Dave was instructing her to say. His grip on her hips increased as he pounded away at her while whispering filthy things into her ear. My heart raced in my chest as I listened to her surrender herself over completely to his will.
My wife moaned in her mesmerized voice, “That’s right, use me, use my pussy. I am your fuck doll and I need your cum in me. You cock feels incredible, fuck me, use my cunt to empty your balls. I am just a mouth, tits, ass, and pussy for you to enjoy however you want.”
Magic Dave’s voice was low and firm as he spoke, “You are mine to do with as I please. You belong to me now. You dumb bitch, you are lucky I wanted to fuck you or you’d be down the hall with Kathy and Linda letting the crew use all your holes.”
My wife eagerly agreed, begging him to fill her up with cum. She wanted him to use her as his personal cum dumpster. Magic Dave laughed as he continued to ravage her while she begged for more. He called her a stupid cum dump and a slut, and she took it all with enthusiasm, telling him that was exactly what she wanted to be.
The room began to feel heavy with sexual energy that only increased in intensity the longer they went on for. Finally, after what seemed like an hour of intense lovemaking, I heard Magic Dave begin to climax. His voice was low but triumphant as he whispered into her ear “Yes! Yes! Take it all! Take it, you ugly fucking whore. Push those big whore tits in my face while I shoot deep in you.”
When it was all over there was a long silence in the room before she got dressed. As we walked out of the dressing room I knew that this night would stay with me forever – my wife’s lustful surrender to Magic Dave’s carnal desires burned into my memory forever.
My wife seemed dazed as we walked out into the night air, and all I wanted to do was get her away from this place as soon as possible. Back at our hotel room, I couldn’t help but bring up the show to my wife. She seemed completely unfazed by it all, as if the whole thing had been nothing more than a silly joke. When I sat on the bed, completely overwhelmed and exhausted, my wife immediately dropped to her knees.
She took me in her mouth and began to give me the most amazing blowjob, recounting every detail of the night in vivid detail.
“Did you like having all those men staring at me?” she asked, plunging the full length of my cock into her throat while staring up at me. They all wanted to fuck me, they wanted to grope and maul my big tits, and use my holes to drain their cum loads.”
She lowered her head to lick, slurp, and suck my balls.
“I could feel their eyes on me, I could hear their filthy comments,” she continued between slobbery passes on my dick and balls.
“Uh, and that lap dance. His cock was so hard, pressing against my pussy, he dry fucked me so hard. I thought I would cum right there on stage. Did you like seeing me be a stripper for that man? You don’t even know his name and he was grinding his dick into your wife’s ass and pussy. She was squeezing my ass cheeks and his thumb rubbed my asshole.”
I could only nod in agreement as her mouth worked its magic on my cock. Her bobbing head became more insistent as her hands massaged my balls while her mouth moved up and down my shaft. Her tongue flicked lightly over the tip of my cock as she sucked it deeper and deeper into her throat until I could feel myself reaching climax.
“I bet you wanted to see me suck his cock, take his hot load on my face and tits. Watch me be a cumslut for him. Just like I was for Magic Dave after the show. Did you like hearing him fuck me?”
With one last powerful thrust I erupted into her waiting mouth and she greedily swallowed it all down. My wife looked up at me with a satisfied grin before wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
By the next morning she had no memory of the day at all. Since then, I’ve been unable to shake the memory of that night. Despite my shame and guilt, I can’t help but fantasize about my wife being used and humiliated by other men.