Thank you to Kenjisato for editing
“He was such a good dancer. His kiss was so soft. I wish you’d let me have some more.” Cassy daydreamed as she tickled her husband’s hand during their elevator ride.
“Watching you with that tall black guy just got me going too much. It made me too jealous. The size of him and what I can only imagine was a big dick, just–it just took too much; I had to end the game for the night.”
DING. The elevator stopped and Bob and Cassy stepped out, hand in hand. Cassy’s heels clicking on the floor, those same heels the only reason they can hold hands comfortably without Bob trying to accommodate his wife’s five-foot frame.
“Bob, I know how much this game excited you. I always say yes, and take on everything my potential suitors want, I’ve yet to reach my limits. Except that ugly short guy. That was the one time I had to say no. But you get to watch from afar and see how much of what I do, you can tolerate. And Bob, see that hard-on of yours, I know your limits are further than you think.” With that, Cassy pushes Bob against the wall and grabs at his pants.
“Hey, not here; let’s get to the room.”
Cassy relents and continues their cuddling walk down the hallway.
“Cassy, the thrill of seeing you give yourself and always say yes to them is amazing. I know I’m the one that loses the game and ends it. But we both win after because I’m so wound up and ready to make love to you.”
They get to the door and slide the key in. Cassy stops Bob from opening the door completely. “One day, I know we’ll both win the game, and I’ll step through another man’s doorway where you can’t stop what happens.”
“Well Cassy, today it’s my doorway and you can’t stop what happens.” Bob pushes the door the way open and gently kisses down his wife’s neck. Slowly pulling her shoulder straps off and exposing her perky breasts and dark nipples as the door closes behind them. Bob lays her down and makes love to her with the passion of all their years’ of love.
~~~
One month later, Cassy is sitting at an upscale hotel bar looking out across the dining room. Her crossed legs dangle above the floor, her open toed six-inch heels shining as they move to the music. Cassy’s long, dark hair and classic little black dress, a nice contrast to her pale skin. With no wedding ring to speak of, and lavender lingerie that was being flashed with every switch of her legs, Cassy was baiting in the brave for another round of their game.
Cassy turned back to the bartender to order another drink when she hears, “Hello,” from behind her. She turns and is faced with an older black man, with salt and pepper hair, and a muscular build. She finds it hard not to be disappointed, however, in the fact he’s short; probably shorter than her with her heels on. Maybe she would be the one to stop the game today and say no. It was only worth it if she got the big cock she was craving. She decided to play along. It would be fun to tease her husband sitting on the other side of the bar, flirting with a man eight inches shorter than him.
“I must say you look gorgeous in that dress. What’s your name?” the man crooned, with a surprisingly deep voice.
“Name’s Cassy, thank you for the compliment. What’s yours?” Cassy smiled and played with her hair, leaning in as she said it.
“I haven’t decided yet, depends on a few things.”
“Oh really?” Cassy’s eyebrow upturning, “What are these things you speak of?” Cassy stopped moving her legs and planted both of her heels on the stool’s lower rungs. She was mesmerized by the man’s confidence.
“Well, are you here for a good time?” Without hesitation, he places his hands on Cassy’s knee.
“Yes, always.”
“Did you wear the lavender special just for today?” a grin spreading over his face.
“Yes, I did. How bold of you to mention my panties so early in the conversation.” Cassy taken by his sparkling eyes and soft touch.
“Haha, I’d assumed as much, considering how often and how wide you would uncross your legs. You like being watched, don’t you?” He danced his fingers slowly to her thighs.
“I love it, honestly. Am I any closer to your name?” A flush growing over her pale skin as this confident man used only his fingertips to caress her thigh.
“A few more questions. Do you like my hand where it is?” He grinned a disarming smile.
Fuck, she thought to herself, this was progressing fast, but his confidence was intoxicating. She’d already forgotten about his height and likelihood of him not having a big cock for her.
She still hadn’t reached her limit, “Yes, I do.” Unconsciously she started to part her legs.
“One more question.” He leaned in to her, his hand just grazing the lace hidden between her legs as he whispered in her ear, “Did your husband pick these panties out for you?”
Bob had been sitting at the bar watching his wife. Admiring her beauty. Curiously, he thought why hadn’t she ended the game tonight. He was a handsome guy flirting with her, but considering the toys she liked to play with and his own size, Cassy wouldn’t want to fuck such a short guy. She likes her pussy stretched. Maybe she was just extending the tease for me. Trying to see when I’d step in. Haha, looks like she’s going to be the one saying no tonight. No way she’ll want to fuck him.
“Yes, he did.” Cassy sat in shock, more from being found out, than having her panties touched by another man for the first time since before Bob.
“Then, my name is Bull. He picked out those uncomfortable but sexy heels, too; didn’t he?”
“Yes, he did. He picked out my hair today, too; but how did you know?” Cassy asked, in astonishment.
“I watched you as I had dinner with my buddy. Dressed like a classy escort, but not approaching anyone. Just existing to tease. Your husband far off burning and yearning. The marks on your fingers from your missing rings. Do this quite often?” Bull smirked, and started to caress Cassy’s inner thigh in earnest.
“Yes, we do. It’s a little game we like to play.” Cassy’s pale skin was turning bright red as she felt embarrassed and turned on for being found out.
Bull leaned in and kissed the neck of the still somewhat shocked Cassy. “Hunting for the big cock your husband can’t give you?”
“Yes, I am. Or we try to, hubby usually chickens out before I get inside the other man’s hotel room. I’m guessing you’ve played with couples before?”
Bull moved his hand to Cassy’s and guided her hand to the substantial bulge in his pants.
“Oh I have, being shorter has one advantage, I don’t scare away the husbands. Then it’s too late and their wives are getting ruined on my big dick.” Bull clenched his muscles causing his girth member to jump in Cassy’s hands.
“It certainly feels nice,” Cassy said, still holding Bull’s penis, even though he had let go of her hand.
“Would you like to come to my room?” Bull inquired.
Cassy had never gotten this far, never gotten to this question. Bob always stepped in. Without thinking, she squeezed out a soft, “Yes,” still holding her new friend’s massive cock.
“Good, let’s go. But first, you’re missing something. You don’t have a purse. I’m assuming Hubby over there, is holding your cellphone and rings?” Bull guessed.
“How did you–never mind. Yes, he does.”
“Good, get your rings back, I love nothing more than to see a married woman’s hand around my dick. And while you’re doing it, tell him that the bartender knows my room number.” Bull stepped back to give Cassy some room and so he could get the bartender’s attention and then text his buddy.
Bob saw Cassy walking towards him and he began to smile, he’d get to fuck her soon, he thought. The overconfident, short black guy must have had a small dick when she felt him up and she put an end to it.
Bob was not expecting Cassy to reach into his jacket pocket and retrieve her wedding rings. He was not expecting her to whisper in his ear, “The bartender knows his room number.” And, he certainly didn’t expect her to start walking away.
Bob frantically tried to get the bartender’s attention. He wanted to find her in the hall of the hotel, where she’d be waiting, having ended the game and teased him and that guy enough.
Cassy and Bull exited the restaurant while Bob finally got the bartender. He paid his tab, tipped and found out it was Room 307. He ran for the elevator hoping to catch up to them.
Cassy strolled down the hall as Bull grabbed her ass. They stopped next to a door. Bull pulling Cassy’s face down to his to kiss her, and passionately slide his tongue into her mouth, feeling her body with his other hand. Being completely lewd in the hallway.
“We’ll give Hubby a minute or two, to see if he wants to stop this. Once we get in though, you’re all mine.” Bull continued to make out with Cassy, and lifted her skirt to feel her lavender panties. Minutes rolled by, and no sign of Bob. Cassy was so turned on making out in public, being felt up and used in full view of anyone passing by.
“Guess Hubby really did want this. Here, put his phone number in my phone, we’ll tease him a little.” Bull turned to open the door. Once she finished typing, Cassy took a deep breath and stepped into Bull’s hotel room, Room 103.
Finally, Bob made it to 307 with no sign of his wife. Fuck had she not hesitated, had she just walked in. Had he misjudged his wife’s intentions. Why would she want to fuck a short guy. She would have said no by now. She’s said no to better. These thoughts ran through his head as he rapped at the door, hoping it would open. The door slowly swung open.
“Oh you must be him, Bull said you were coming. Come get a drink.” Before Bob, stood a tall Asian man–not a short black guy, and not his petite wife.
“Where is my wife, what is going on?” Bob huffed out, still a bit out of breath.
“Oh, she’s downstairs with Bull having some fun. He said to chill with you ’til he invites us both down. Don’t worry, he loves playing with couples, invites me, too, sometimes. First time? It’s cool. Just have this drink and chill, bro. Bet you’re going to get a text soon.” The tall man handed him a beer and sat down. “Name’s Stretch. Sit down and chill. Let the excitement die down a little, or you’ll never last the night. Nice wood, pretty decent size.”
Stretch had pointed out the fact that through all of this, Bob was hard. Bob was excited that his wife was with Bull. Bob’s mind may be panicking, but his cock was excited to have finally been pushed to his limits. Bob downed the beer very quickly, pushed that glass toward Stretch and said, “Got another?”
His cell phone chimed.
Back at the hotel room, Bull started to rip Cassy’s dress off, breaking the zipper and a shoulder strap. Standing in just her underwear and heels, Bull pushed Cassy against the wall, attacking her with his mouth. He ripped each cup of her bra ruining the present from her husband, but exposing her erect nipples. Bull leaned in and cupped her tits sucking on her nipples and nibbling at them, eliciting moans and an ever moistening pussy from Cassy.
“You’re good at that. Mmmm. Ahhh,” Cassy moaned.
Bull used his strong arms and reached down and raised Cassy off the floor, leaning her against the wall, putting her legs on his shoulders and exposing her pussy. Tearing her panties to the side; ripping and ruining those, too; he dove face first into her pussy. Sucking on her clit, letting his tongue invade her hole. Bull reached around and grabbed her nipples, twisting them and pushing her against the wall, making sure she didn’t fall as she writhed in ecstasy.
Bull let her down, and stepped back, admiring his handy work: torn lingerie; visibly moist, shaved pussy; flushed pale skin; and tousled long, dark hair. He took a photo and sent it to Hubby, captioning it, “Just starting to have some fun. We’ll tease you a bit more before you and Stretch can come down.”
Bull put his phone on the counter beside him, and then started to undo his pants. “This is what you’ve been craving, right? A big black cock? I know your type. We’re going to have so much fun.” He dropped his pants and boxers and let his cock spring forth. Half hard, he lifted it in all its glory, stroking it. It was already to his belly button and still growing. Its girth easily rivaled Cassy’s wrist.
“Before you touch it and put it in your slutty mouth, I want you to put those rings back on. I like to see the gold shine against my dark skin while I feed you my cock.”
Hands shaking in excitement, Cassy was able to get her rings on, her symbols of love and bond, about to be defiled with another lover. Her mouth was watering with anticipation.
Cassy made the first move and gripped on to his cock, unable to wrap her hand around his shaft, it was so thick. She squatted down and started to lick his head, curling her tongue around every groove and hard curve.
Bull maneuvered Cassy so she was against the wall again, leaning as she reached down with her head and licked and sucked on Bull’s massive balls, making the strong man moan with delight.
“I like my sluts to play with themselves while they suck me off. Start sticking fingers in that pussy of yours, while you suck me.”
Remembering her rings, she started to play with herself using her right hand; the wall being a good idea, as she was able to keep balance against it.
Finally done licking around his massive rod and getting a good rhythm with her fingers, she engulfed his cock as much as she could, stretching her red lips, and stroking with her left hand. Bull closed his eyes and tilted his head, as if looking up to the sky with pleasure.
Her tongue caressed the underside of his shaft, as Bull reached down and grabbed a handful of hair, still letting her control the pace; but adding a bit of pain to the pleasure of blowing him. Cassy was proudly opening her mouth wider and wider, fitting more of his massive dick into her mouth; moving her lipstick marks slowly down his shaft, gently trying to avoid her teeth.
Sensing that she could take more, but was worried about his size, he started to force her head down onto his dick, using his hips that way and his handful of hair, to push her to her limits. Cassy moaned as she played with herself, excited Bull was controlling her.
Bull slowed down to take a picture and hit send, then went about really forcing his cock in and out of Cassy’s mouth. “I know wives like you can fit more dick. Come on, open up wider, I’m getting close.”
Pumping more and more, forcing his cock beyond where any had been, Cassy finally felt her tongue and throat muscles move out of the way. His dick slid down her throat and she started to spasm around his cock, unable to breath; her muscles were squirming around his cock sending him over the edge.
Cassy pushed him away gasping for air and listing her head down, gagging a little. At the same time, she felt hot jets of cum hit her outstretched fingers, and spurt onto the top of her head and down her hair. Jet after jet of cum, streaking Cassy’s hair and covering left hand.
Cassy finally looked up at Bull. “Those big balls have a ton of cum, that’s so hot. I hope you can get it up again quick. I need that dick in my pussy.”
Bull chuckled, “I’m a pharmaceutical salesman. This dick’s not deflating anytime soon. I made sure of it. Hop up on the bed, careful not to wipe any cum away. I’ve got an idea to tease your husband before we invite him and my friend down.”
BING. Bob’s phone chimed for a third time. Still hard and excited, he opened his phone to discover a video this time. He pushed play.
“He’s so big, honey… slurp, slurp… I need to work so many fingers into myself to get ready. Bull says you can come down in ten minutes.” Cassy was ramming four fingers into her pussy, stretching herself getting ready for a big cock. Her other hand was covered in cum. Cum that she was licking from her fingers, licking from her wedding ring. Licking off the diamond in her engagement ring. Cassy’s dark hair contrasting against her new cum highlights.
“Wow she is fucking turned on, and getting ready.” Stretch watched the video over Bob’s shoulder.
“She doesn’t take long to get ready considering the big dildos,” Bob said.
Then Bob thought to himself, Why was he bragging about the size his wife could take. ‘Cause it was hot, I’ve always pushed Cassy to be a slut, started this game with her. Testing each other to see who would stop the inevitable. And now the inevitable has happened and it was hot.
Ten minutes pass and they both get up and go to the elevator. Stretch leads him down the hall toward the room and he can already guess which one. It’s muffled through the walls, but he can distinctly hear his wife call out, “Fuck me with that big dick, stretch out this fucking pussy.” Stretch already has the key card and they open the door, Cassy’s cries only get louder.
Cassy is on the bed, riding Bull reverse cowgirl. Making sure whoever walks through that door gets an excellent show. She continues to moan and call out as she bounces up and down on Bull’s cock. Her lips stretching around his shaft, spreading her so wide that her engorged clit is on full display. Her lips gripping his shaft as she goes up, and getting stuffed back into her pussy as she pushes down.
Cassy slows down and grinds her pelvis into Bull, taking almost all of his eleven inches into her pussy. “Bob, thank you for not stopping this. He fucks me soooo good, the big black dildos have nothing on his big black cock.”
With Cassy so excited, and himself so turned on, Bob didn’t have the heart to tell his wife he was tricked, and he had tried to stop this.
Bull started to move his hips, taking control away from Cassy, gyrating and thrusting with surprising speed. Cassy couldn’t take it anymore and started to come, convulsing on his dick.
“OH FUCK YOUR WIFE IS CUMMING ON ANOTHER MAN’S DICK!” Cassy screamed, loud enough for the couple passing outside to know exactly what was happening in the room.
Bull slowed and let Cassy roll off him. Lying face down Cassy started to giggle as she caught her breath. “Hehe, Bob, we need to do this more often. It’s fun with you, but that dick is way better.”
Bull motioned to Stretch that it was his turn. Bob looked on as he saw why the Asian man was called ‘Stretch’. It wasn’t because he was tall, it was because he had the thickest cock he’d ever seen. Even thicker than Bull’s comically massive pole, but not nearly as long.
Cassy felt hands lifting her hips, exposing her reddened, gaping pussy. A cock pressed to her pussy and slowly started to work its way in, forcing her pussy lips even wider. “Bull, did your dick get bigger?” She felt balls slap against her clit and knew this was not Bull, he had too much length to do that. She turned her head to see a tall, lanky Asian man.
Right, Bull’s buddy, she thought to herself.
As Stretch slowly worked his dick in and out of her cunt, his balls slapping on her clit sending lightning bolts of pleasure through her, she couldn’t help but tease. “Mmm, such a great dick. Bob, even this Asian guy has a better dick than you. I’ve never felt so full. God I’m so thankful to have met you guys. You can go faster big boy, after that pounding I took from Bull, I’ll be fine.”
With that, Stretch started to methodically hammer away at Cassy. Grinding his cock all the way in, slapping his balls on her, making her scream into the pillow. Wanting to hear her moans, Stretch grabbed a fist full of her cum-soaked hair, pulling her up, arching her back, reaching around and tweeting her nipples.
“Yes, pull my hair, treat me like a whore. Ugh, yes, fuck me; I’m tired of making love. Ugh, soo much better, ugh. Ruin my pussy for smaller dicks like my husband’s, ugh, so much–I’MMM CUMMMMING, FUCK!”
Cassy’s pussy tried to convulse around Stretch, but he was too wide, too hard. She squirted around his dick, soaking his balls and the bed underneath. He continued his rhythmic powerful strokes, making Cassy groan, as he bottomed out.
A smile crossed Stretch’s face. “Now that you’ve properly lubed yourself for me, it’s time for me to cum.” He picked up his pace and started pounding her with abandon. Cassy was making unintelligible sounds, as he was giving exactly what she had asked for. Cassy’s pussy lips were drawn out so wide around his cock they barely moved as his shaft jack-hammered in and out. Stretch violently pulled at her hair, arching her back, her locks tickling her ass as it was being smacked by the Asian man’s body.
As Cassy was consumed by pain and pleasure, she kept moaning, “Cumming, cumming,” unable to tell where her orgasms began and where they ended.
“Ahhhh,” Stretch started to call out, he shoved Cassy off of his dick, throwing her against the upholstered headboard. Stroking his cock, he launched a torrent of cum at her. Covering her face and tits in hot, white goo. Her ruined lingerie got soaked, and some of her hair got even more cum in it.
Bob was sitting on the bed, in complete astonishment at the scene. His wife had never screamed so much for him, even with using toys. Enamored by the performance, Bob wasn’t sure when he took off his pants, or when he started to stroke his cock.
“Cassy, I want you to show your husband how many fingers you can fit into that gaping hole of yours,” Bull commanded.
Cassy started off right away with four fingers feeling no resistance. “Ugh, mmmm, this is so much fun. You guys fuck so good. My pussy’s stretched so wide; I can barely feel my pussy walls.”
“I know, now show Hubby over there how many you can fit.” Bull demanded.
Understanding now what he wanted, Cassy folded her thumb into her palm and easily slid her whole fist into her pussy. Closing her fist inside herself she felt more full, but it wasn’t enough. She pulled her fist out without much resistance. Moaning at her husband, “They made me so loose, honey; this pussy really is theirs tonight. I can punch my tiny fist into my pussy and I still think there’s room for more.”
“Agreed,” said Bull. He crawled on the bed toward Cassy, his hard cock grazing the covers beneath him.
Bull put his hand onto Cassy’s and guided it toward her pussy. Her pale skin and his dark skin contrasting as they pushed her lips aside and worked their way into her pussy; slowly going in, deeper and deeper. Cassy and Bull both pushing each other in more and more, until they were holding hands in her pussy. Bull kissing, nibbling, and sucking on her neck–making sure to mark his horny slut for all the world to see; while he makes sure he leaves his mark on her pussy–for only her husband to see.
Dislodging from her pussy, everyone sat back to admire Cassy’s wide open pussy, her cervix clearly visible to with world.
Once everyone caught their breath, Bull tossed a bottle of lube at Bob. “Okay, buddy, time for you to be involved. Lube up that dick and lay on the bed. I think Cassy over here, deserves a dick in her ass. You’re the only one here equipped to do it, unless we want to go to the ER later.”
Bull leaned in and whispered in Cassy’s ear, telling her his plan.
She smiled, “Oh that’s devilish”
Bob was very excited to finally be involved. All of this fucking, seeing his wife’s pussy being taken to its extremes. He greased up and laid back as Cassy climbed over him reverse cowgirl. She slowly slid her ass down, working his cock into her puckering anus, bobbing up and down to work it in. She finally bottomed out and leaned back, taking her feet out from under herself and laying back on her husband, his cock still lodged in her ass. Her cum soaked hair, pungent in his face, intoxicating in its sluttiness.
“Now don’t move Bob. This isn’t for you.” Confused, Bob felt someone climb on the bed, bending both his and his wife’s legs. Suddenly, he felt a massive cock entering his wife. He could feel it through her pussy walls.
“Thanks, Bob was your name? Your dick in her ass makes her pussy so much tighter. Don’t move though, I’m the one doing the fucking.” Bull grinned and leaned down to kiss his plaything, not caring about the errant cum that got on him.
Bob could feel Bull’s big black cock sawing away at his wife’s insides. Feeling her breathing and moaning. Feeling the humiliation of just being a tool to make their sex better.
“This is so much fun,” Cassy called out, “who would have thought I would be fucking a big black cock laying on my husband. This is so nasty. Bull, you make me the slut I’ve always wanted to be. This pussy is yours. Fuck, you’re making me cum again. FUCK!”
After ten minutes and just as many orgasms, Bull stopped, and sat back in a chair panting. “Hooo, that pussy of yours is amazing. Guess Stretch left, didn’t want seconds. His loss.”
Bull leaned in and whispered something else into Cassy’s ear. Both of them grinning, as Bob sat next to Cassy on the bed. Cassy cooed, “Come fuck me, Bob. Bull says it’s your turn. Just clean your dick off first.”
She didn’t have to tell him twice, as he ran to the bathroom and cleaned his dick, and partly flew to the bed in order to get his turn. His dick still rigid with excitement.
Cassy was laying there on the bed closing her eyes, enjoying the feeling of a sore pussy, cum covered hair and everything else that comes with being a whore wife.
Bob got between Cassy’s legs and put his dick in her, but barely felt any friction. Those two mammoth cocks really had stretched her out. The lack of feeling knowing it was from his wife being so slutty only made him more excited. Bull looked at him on the bed, as he realized this only made it more exciting.
“Are you in yet, Bob? I thought you wanted to fuck me? Tease me.” Cassy finally opened her eyes to see that Bob was indeed in, and was trying to saw away in her. “Oops. Sorry, guess all those real dicks did a number on my pussy. Here let me help out.”
Cassy lifted her legs up into the air and closed them together, pointing her high heels on her husband’s chest, digging her heels into his nipples.
“Is that better, hubby? If I squeeze my legs together really tight can you feel something? Did you like seeing me cum on other men’s cocks? Did you like seeing my pussy get ruined for you? Did you like seeing my hair you love so much, get streaked with cum? The lingerie you picked out for me, get torn and covered in cum? Did you like me being taken from you and marked by other men? Belonging to other men while they use me for their pleasure? The only thing here not taken from you are these shoes you chose for me.”
Bob was trying desperately to get friction in his wife’s used pussy, trying to cum. Her teasing words were helping. Her heels playing with her nipples were helping. But it was Bull’s cum, splashing over Cassy’s heels, drenching her toes, and feet and legs; those black heels that he loved so much, covered in another man’s come. That is what sent him over the edge and made him come. Knowing that everything he cared about was now Bull’s.
Everyone laid down panting. Catching their breath. Staring up at the ceiling.
“That was fun, but I’ve got an early flight. I’m assuming you have a room here?” Bull finally announced.
“We do,” said Bob.
“Okay, here’s my card. I’m in town pretty frequently, if you want to have some fun.” Bull handed his card to Bob, finally revealing his real name as Chris. “You still only get to call me Bull.”
Cassy, finally finding her wits asked, “Can I take a shower first before we head out?”
Bull replied, “And ruin the fun of hubby here walking is cum covered slut back to your hotel room? Fuck no. Now go get dressed and have fun you two.”
Bob was able to get dressed, but with the damage done with Cassy’s dress it would barely stay on.
“Fuck it,” Cassy said, as she stepped out the door dress in hand, underwear in tatters, and cum all over.
Bob and Cassy walked hand in hand, cuddling up next to one another once in the elevator.
“You good?” asked Cassy.
“I’m good, Cassy,” Bob replied.
They started making out in the elevator as they rode up to their floor.
“Guess it’s not a game anymore?” Bob asked.
“We finally both won; we both know we don’t have many limits now. Our teasing game is kinda pointless. ”
The elevator doors swung open and they were greeted by a quaint older couple trying to go down.
“Sorry,” Cassy apologized, as they walked by. “My husband here, let me fuck some great cock, and… this is the result.”
Bob and Cassy cuddled and walked away and the shocked couple entered the elevator.
“You still have Bull’s card, right? I’m sure we could think of some new games to play with him. Maybe he’s got more buddies like Stretch.” Cassy grinned as they opened the door to their room and both immediately collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
_______________