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Scenes from a Femdom Marriage - Part 11
🕑 Added 2022-12-06 06:15:25 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
Kara looked hot in a skimpy white bikini - with a thong bottom that made her ass look truly stunning - as we stepped onto the elevator. She pushed the button for his floor and the doors gently closed.
"This might be hard for you," she said as we rode up to his floor.
"Hard for me?" I asked.
Kara smiled and stepped in front of me. I ran my hands over her waist and let them come to rest on her ass, which felt warm and soft. "I know you watched me kiss that guy and get fingered at the Halloween party. I know you watched him make me cum, too. And I know you enjoyed that. This is going to be different, though."
She was referring to the fact that I was about to watch another man fuck her. The man she'd fucked the day before. The relative stranger she'd fucked the day before, in fact. I still couldn't believe that Kara - the girl I knew better than anyone in my life - had fucked someone mere minutes after meeting him. Of course, her instincts had been correct, as she described the sex they'd had as unlike anything she'd ever experienced.
"Different?" I asked. "How...how do you mean?"
Kara leaned in and her breasts pressed into my bare chest - I had on a swimsuit and a pair of flip flops - before her lips found my neck for an intensely arousing kiss. I hadn't yet cum on our vacation and Kara had spent the past 24 hours arousing and denying me over and over, so a few kisses on the neck was more than enough to excite me.
"The sex I had with him...it's unlike any sex I've ever had, Finn. He fucked me like no man ever has. He was aggressive in a way you've never been, in a way no man I've ever been with has been. It's hard to explain, but I think you might find it difficult to witness someone fucking me like that," Kara said.
"Do you want me to watch?" I asked. "Because I don't have to."
Kara ran her hand down my chest and grasped my cock, which was quite stiff. She smiled and said, "I do want you to watch, Finn. In fact, I need you to watch, because I discovered something about myself yesterday and I need my fiancée to understand that sometimes I'm going to need to be fucked in the manner you're about to witness."
I was hard as a rock from just a little bit of stimulation, to the point that I was worried about walking down the hallway with an obvious erection making a tent in my swimsuit. "I love you, Kara. I want you to have what you need. I really do."
Kara smiled and kissed me on the lips. I don't know if she was trying to reward me for saying the right thing, though it certainly felt like it as her tongue slipped into my mouth and indulged in a hugely arousing dance. "I love you, Finn," she said softly as the elevator doors opened.
Kara took my hand and led me out of the elevator and down the hallway. My dick remained hard as Kara stopped in front of the guy's door and reached up to knock. I was a little embarrassed at my erection, but there was nothing to be done about it. The door opened, the guy smiled as he quickly soaked in the sight of Kara's body, and then he stepped aside and invited us in.
"It's good to see you again," he said.
Kara let my hand go and stepped into his arms. His strong hands immediately moved to her ass and he took a firm grip as their lips met for a wildly passionate kiss. I couldn't help but compare it to the kiss Kara and I had shared in the elevator and there was no question there was a different kind of heat between them.
"Finn, this is Rob," Kara said as she looked at me.
Rob's hands remained on her ass as he nodded at me and said, "Hey man. Good to meet you." He glanced at the erection in my swimsuit, but he said nothing. Instead, he turned back to Kara and kissed her again.
While their tongues mingled Rob pulled her bikini bottoms down and his fingers moved between her legs. She moaned into his mouth and I heard the wetness of her pussy as he pleasured her. It seemed quite clear he wasn't being particularly gentle, either. Kara didn't seem to mind, though. In fact, she seemed to find it so pleasurable that she couldn't help but moan, and moan loudly, filling the hotel room with the sounds of deep satisfaction.
"Your fiancée is soaked," Rob said as he pulled his fingers from her pussy and held them up while looking at me.
"She said the sex with you was unlike anything she's ever experienced," I replied.
Rob smiled in the way any man would upon hearing that he'd fucked a woman better than anyone ever had. Then he turned to Kara and pressed his fingers - which were slippery with her juices - against her lower lip. She took them on her tongue and closed her lips around them as their eyes met. Rob smiled again as Kara sucked on his fingers like she was giving a blowjob.
I'd never really seen Kara act like that, though it wasn't the finger sucking that I found so surprising. It was the manner in which she did it. She was putting on a show and sucking very much like a pornstar, which was remarkably hot.
Kara loosened Rob's swimsuit as she sucked on his fingers and soon enough his cock was exposed and her fingers were wrapped around the thick shaft. Rob then pulled his fingers from her mouth and Kara dropped to her knees in front of him without prompting. She looked up at him and showered the plump head of his cock in soft kisses before taking him between her lips and offering a blowjob.
Rob put a hand on the back of her head and he seemed to apply just a little pressure. I figured Kara would find that hugely annoying, but she showed no sign of hating it. Instead, she moaned, indicating that she enjoyed that small act of control on his part.
"Take your swimsuit off," Kara said to me when his cock popped from her mouth.
I hesitated, mostly because I felt a little embarrassed, and I felt that almost entirely because Rob was a lot bigger than me.
"Do as you're told, Finn," Kara said with a harsh edge to her voice. "Right now."
It turned me on to be talked to like that, to be honest. So I stripped out of my swimsuit and I stood there naked and erect as Kara once again took Rob's cock in her mouth and gave a passionate blowjob with his hand on the back of her head, directing her mouth by applying what looked to be gentle pressure.
"Baby, come here," Kara said when his dick once again popped free from her mouth. "Come finger my pussy. Feel how wet I am."
I got on my knees behind Kara, reached around, and slipped two fingers into her pussy while she looked up at Rob and stroked his cock. She was, unsurprisingly, completely soaked. Wetter than I'd ever felt her, in fact.
"Isn't that incredible?" she asked with genuine wonder in her voice, like she was truly surprised at how utterly soaked her pussy was.
"Yes," I answered. "It really is. You're soaked, Kara. Completely soaked." Then I had an idea. Or a desire, really. "Could I...sorry if it's not my place to ask for anything right now, but would you be interested in sitting on my face while you gave him head?"
Kara looked back at me, smiled, and said, "What a good idea. And I'd love to do that."
I quickly moved to my back and Kara straddled my face and dropped her pussy onto my mouth. I put my tongue to work and looked up to see my fiancée's lips wrap around Rob's big cock once more. I'd never seen a blowjob from below and it proved to be rather thrilling, especially when Kara reached up with both hands to have one work his shaft while the other worked his balls, all while she moaned around his dick like giving him head was the most pleasurable thing in the world.
I'm not sure how long we stayed like that - it's hard to keep track of time when you're eating pussy while your fiancée is sucking cock - but it felt like a fair amount of time passed before Kara stood up and gave Rob a long, lusty kiss while I stared up at her soaking wet pussy.
"Finn, get me a condom from the nightstand," Kara instructed.
I did as I was told and Kara tore open the condom and rolled it down Rob's exceptionally large cock while they kissed. She then stroked his shaft while it was wrapped in the rubber as I stood a few feet away and watched in utter amazement, mostly because it seemed like I was watching an entirely different woman from the one I'd known up to that point.
Kara kissed Rob differently than she kissed me. She stroked his cock differently than she stroked mine. She touched his body differently than she touched mine. It was like he'd unleashed an entirely different - and more animalistic - kind of desire when he'd walked by the day before, as if merely seeing him had flipped a switch inside her. I think, really, that her increasing dominance over me had given Kara the confidence to let that side of her out, as I imagine it had always existed but had remained hidden.
"Is he plugged?" Rob asked.
Kara looked at me, smiled, and said, "He is. I had such fun teasing him with is yesterday that I put it back in his ass this morning."
She'd given me a slow handjob while putting the plug in my ass, too, making the experience a rather pleasurable one. Of course, I felt a little embarrassed that she'd clearly told Rob about the plug.
"Show me," Rob said as he looked my way.
I looked at Kara, mostly because I was hoping she'd spare me from having to do so. She didn't, though.
"Bend over and put your hands on the bed," Kara instructed.
I walked to the bed, bent over, and rested my hands on it. I looked over my shoulder and saw her release Rob's cock and move towards me. Kara reached out, grabbed my ass cheeks, and spread them open.
"I'll be damned," he said. "I've seen girls in butt plugs - I've plugged a few girls myself, in fact - but I've never seen a guy wearing one."
I felt Kara's fingers on the plug and she wiggled it in my asshole before gently pulling it halfway out and stretching my asshole in the process. I winced a little from the pain, but I stayed in that same bent over position.
"I'm kind of obsessed with it," Kara said. "I got so wet when I put it in him the first time. The same thing happened this morning. There's just something so hot about him surrendering his ass to me."
Rob stepped closer and I looked back to see him smiling at Kara. Then, without warning, he brought his hand down on my exposed ass cheek. I cried out from the sudden explosion of pain, though it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been. It was mostly the surprise of it that made me yelp.
Kara brought her hand down on my ass next, though she didn't look away from Rob as she did it. I remained there with my hands on the bed as they both delivered a few more blows to my ass, all while staring at each other and quite clearly deepening their arousal while using me as a toy.
"I think he should wear your bikini bottoms while I fuck you," Rob suggested as he moved behind Kara and ran a hand between her legs while playing with her perky, perfect breasts.
Kara leaned into him and closed her eyes as a devilish smile crossed her face. I remained bent over the bed as I waited for her to tell Rob that the idea of me wearing her bikini bottoms was absurd.
"I like that idea," Kara said as she looked at me and smiled. "Put my thong on. Right now."
I did it. Of course I did. And while I was nervous about doing it, I was surprised at how much of a turn on it was to actually pull that thong bikini bottom up my legs. It was exceptionally tight against my cock, but there was something so kinky about it, in part because I was wearing a woman's bikini bottom and in part because I was doing what Kara wanted, and largely doing it against my will.
Rob picked Kara up and tossed her into the bed like she weighed nothing at all. She had a giddy smile on her face - she clearly liked that he was so strong - as she spread her legs and reached down to play with her pussy.
"I want you inside me," she said. "I need you inside me, Rob. I need you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me like you did yesterday." Then she looked at me. "I need you to show him how you fucked me. I need you to show him why I'm going to indulge in my desire for other men throughout our marriage."
It felt so strange to be so turned on in that moment, but I was. My dick was so hard that it hurt in the tight bikini bottoms, and that was almost entirely because Kara was completely and utterly in charge and using her power to show me a little of what our future held.
Rob crawled into the bed and Kara tried to guide his cock into her pussy. He refused to fill her with it, though, holding back with a smile on his face.
"Please, Rob, fuck me," she said with genuine desperation in her voice.
"I made you feel good yesterday, didn't I?" he asked.
Kara nodded. "I came so hard yesterday," she said. "Fuck, Rob, it was incredible, and I need it again. I need what you gave me yesterday. Please, don't tease me like this. Just fuck me."
They kissed as Rob gathered both of Kara’s hands and pinned them above her head. He held them down with one hand while reaching between her legs to guide his cock into her pussy. Kara seemed to try and fight against his grip - perhaps because she wanted to run her hands over his powerful body - but Rob held tight. His free hand moved to her chest and he took one of her breasts in his hand and roughly played with it while burying every inch of his cock inside her.
From my point of view it looked like Rob had total control over Kara, and I suppose he did. He was bigger and stronger and he could have done almost anything he wanted with her body in that moment. Thankfully, all he really wanted was to fuck her.
"Please, fuck me," Kara begged.
Rob delivered, and he delivered hard. He fucked my fiancée with incredible power. With every thrust he pulled out until just the tip of his cock remained inside her and then he buried every inch in her pussy with such power that the sounds of flesh meeting flesh reverberated around the hotel room. Kara's wild moans of pleasure filled the air, too, as she made it perfectly clear that she thoroughly enjoyed the kind of sex she was having with another man.
I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but I'd never felt like less of a man. I was wearing a butt plug and my fiancée’s bikini bottoms and I was watching another man fuck her in a way I'd never fucked her and would never be able to fuck her. I just wasn't capable of it and Kara clearly enjoyed it.
That was the point of having me watch, though. I can't say I entirely understood that in the moment, but now I understand it. She wanted me to understand that I wasn't capable of giving her everything she needed. She'd explained that before, of course, but seeing it was an entirely different thing and it really did make it perfectly clear.
Thankfully, I found Kara's pleasure arousing. Like, really arousing. I am the kind of submissive that cares about his domme's satisfaction more than anything, so watching and listening as she experienced great sex - truly great sex of a variety that I couldn’t really provide - was more than enough to keep me hard as a rock and dripping precum.
After a thorough fucking, Kara came hard on Rob's cock. He released her wrists right as she climaxed and she wrapped her arms and legs around his body and held him tight as she unleashed a beautiful symphony of orgasmic moans and groans.
They kissed and caressed each other for a few minutes in the aftermath of her orgasm and then Rob pulled out. Kara got on her hands and knees and crawled towards me. She reached out and beckoned me to approach.
"You're leaking," she said.
I looked down to see a significant wet spot in the front of her bikini bottoms. My cock had clearly leaked a great deal of precum as I'd watched her get fucked and that seemed to put a smile on both Kara and Rob's face.
"I guess he enjoyed watching," Rob noted as he moved to his knees behind Kara and ran his fingers over her ass.
"Is he right?" Kara asked. "Did you enjoy watching him fuck me?"
I nodded. There was no point in denying it.
"We're not done yet," Kara said. "He's going to fuck me from behind. He's going to fuck me hard. You can play with your cock while he does. You just can't take it out of my bikini. Okay?"
I nodded and Rob slipped into her pussy from behind. Kara's lips parted and she moaned as he thrust every inch of inside her, grabbed her hips, and held his cock in place for a few moments.
Kara wasn't kidding about him fucking her hard. The doggystyle sex was so much more vigorous than the missionary. Rob seemingly unleashed every bit of power his body could muster as he pounded her.
Kara took it all. There were times when it seemed uncomfortable for her - and it probably was - but it was also clear that she was getting increasingly aroused as the sex unfolded.
I rubbed my cock through the bikini bottoms the entire time. I wasn't going to cum, but it felt surprisingly good. It wasn't just the physical pleasure, of course. It was everything. It was the butt plug. It was the fact that I was in Kara's swimsuit bottoms. It was the animalistic sex she was having with another man and the fact that I couldn't possibly have fucked her like that.
Kara actually came first. She screamed that she was close, grabbed two tight handfuls of the bed sheets, and had a massively powerful orgasm that was honestly unlike anything I'd ever seen from her. She came harder than she had in missionary. Much harder.
Rob came soon after, burying his cock inside her and filling the condom with his load. Kara collapsed onto the bed and he laid on top of her, holding his cock in her pussy and kissing the back of her neck as she smiled.
He pulled out and rolled onto his back not long after. Kara crawled off the edge of the bed, pressed her naked body against mine, and kissed me with a surprising level of passion. Our tongues mingled as she spread my ass cheeks, grabbed the plug, and gently played with it. My cock leaked precum into her bikini bottoms and I suddenly felt like I was in a place of perfect submissive bliss.
In reality, I'd spent the entire time in Rob's hotel room in that place. I'd probably spent the whole day in that place, if I'm being honest. Kara started dominating me from the moment she slipped the plug into my ass and she kept on doing so as she teased and turned me on right up until we walked into Rob’s room. Once we were in his room she furthered her domination, involving another man to make it even more potent.
I didn't cum until the last day of our vacation, as Kara found far too much pleasure in teasing me. It was one hell of an orgasm, though, and she was kind enough to let me cum inside me after a lengthy teasing session where she took my cock in her pussy and rode me at an achingly slow pace.
She fucked Rob twice more before the last day, too, and let me watch both times. All told, it was a world class vacation that helped lay the groundwork for the many instances of cuckolding that followed and helped me understand that sometimes Kara really did need more than I could give her. It was a lesson I was grateful to learn, in large part because it made me a far better husband to my dominant wife.
