It’s Just Dinner, Honey
“No, I will not let you cum on my face, it’s disgusting and degrading,” she said.
“Please, I’ll do anything,” I pleaded.
“You really want it that bad?” she asked.
“YES!” I said, almost screaming.
“Fine, but you’ll have to do something for me in return,” she said with a grin on her face.
“Something in return, what do you have in mind?” I asked.
“If I let you cum on my face, then we will invite a friend of mine to Friday night dinner at our house,” she whispered and licked my throbbing cock.
“Sure,” I said without even given it a thought.
Hearing my answer my wife immediately went back to sucking my cock and I moaned as my cock went down her throat, it only took me a few seconds until I started cumming spraying her face with my hot sperm.
“Disgusting,” she said as soon as I finished and immediately went to the bathroom to clean up.
As the weekend progressed I totally forgot about my promise to her until I got a message on Thursday with an ingredients list she wanted me to pick up on my way home when I finally got home I asked her what does she need those for, and that is when she dropped the bomb.
“Tomorrow, Ben is coming to dinner, did you forget silly?” she said with a huge smile on her face.
Ben was her ex-boyfriend that she could never say no to because of his extreme dominant personality, one night when she was drunk she told me about him, and ever since then I have been immensely jealous of him and was afraid that he would end up stealing her back.
“Why the fuck did you invite him for dinner?” I asked, almost shouting.
“Relax, he’s just a friend,” she tried to assure me.
“Besides, I will have you to protect me from his games, and if anything he will be jealous of you,” she said while hugging me, and continued to whisper in my ear, “If you’re nice I’ll let you cum on my face again.”
As Friday evening approached, my wife seemed more and more excited, she checked herself in the mirror countless times and changed three dresses until she finally settled on a very tight white dress that she always told me she is saving for special occasions.
Finally, at eight pm, the doorbell rang, and my wife jumped out of her seat and almost ran to the door. When she passed me, the light reflected from her dress, and I suddenly noticed that in certain angles you could see completely through her dress. I didn’t know if she was aware of it or not so I decided to leave it alone, as I didn’t want to make a scene from the start.
“I missed you so much,” Ben said as he hugged my wife.
“Me too, it’s been way too long,” my wife answered hugging me back.
Their hug continued for a few seconds, and I suddenly noticed that one of his hands are feeling my wife side boob, I wanted to say something, but they broke the hug and my wife held his hand and lead him to our living room.
“Hi, I’m Mike,” I said as they passed me.
“Hi,” Ben barely answered and pretty much pushed me out of the way, as they passed me on their way to the living room.
“What are you drinking?” my wife asked him.
“Just cold water for now,” he answered.
“Honey, get our guest a glass of cold water, please,” my wife told me, as they started talking.
“Here you go,” I said as I gave him the glass.
“Go get me a lemon with that,” Ben said while looking at me.
I was a bit shocked by the way he commanded me but decided to play nice as my wife’s promise was still in my head.
All through dinner, it was as if I was their servant. I had to serve the dishes and then take them off the table. The more Ben commanded me, the more my wife seemed excited. I was furious at first, but as the dinner progressed, I found myself getting more and more aroused from the fact that he commanded me in my own house. I started to understand why my wife was his personal slut who did whatever he asked her to do in the past.
The dinner was finally over, and after cleaning all the dishes, I joined them in the living room. Since they were sitting on the double seat couch, I had no choice but to sit on the couch across them, as I sat down I noticed that Ben’s hand was rubbing my wife’s inner thigh while they were talking.
‘He’ll probably stop in a second, as even he’s not bold enough to try to seduce my wife when I’m sitting right in front of them,’ I thought.
But Ben didn’t stop, his hand kept on going closer to my wife crouch, and in return, my wife started to spread her legs, I couldn’t believe what is happening in front of me, and even more, I could not believe that I was getting more and more aroused from his behavior. I continued watching his hand getting closer and closer until it finally reached her pussy, and he started rubbing it through her panties, my wife started moaning silently until she finally tried to take his hand away.
“What are you doing? My husband is right there,” she finally told Ben.
“Oh, don’t worry about him, if he were man enough to stop me he’d have done it a long time ago,” Ben said with a grin on his face.
For some strange reason, hearing him say that got my dick hard and had somewhat of the same effect on my wife as she moaned hard and spread her legs allowing him all the access to her pussy he wanted. Ben looked at me and smiled as he quickly removed my wife’s panties.
“Come here,” he commanded.
I got up from the sofa and approached him with shaking legs, and as I reached him, he took my wife panties and rubbed them all over my face.
“Do you feel how soaked these are? That’s what a real man does to a woman’s pussy, I bet she was never this wet for your tiny dick,” he said.
I knew that he was right, her panties were soaked like I have never seen them before.
“Strip, I wanna see what we are dealing with in here,” he commanded while fingering my wife’s soaking pussy.
“I thought you said he had a tiny dick, not a girl’s clit,” he told my wife when I got out of my boxers.
‘What the fuck, she told him I have a tiny dick? That’s why she invited him,’ I thought.
However, before I could complete my thought, Ben suddenly stood, and as soon as he did my wife immediately dropped to her knees.
“You remembered, good girl,” he smiled at her as she began to open his belt and take off his jeans.
I couldn’t believe how aroused I was from looking at her on her knees about to suck her ex-boyfriend’s cock, my dick was dripping pre-cum, and I couldn’t look away as she took his boxer off revealing the biggest cock I have ever seen, it must’ve been nine inches and it was not completely hard. My wife gasped at the sight of his cock springing free and started to suck it, pushing it deeper and deeper down her throat as it got even bigger.
“I see you’re enjoying seeing your wife finally sucking a real man’s cock,” Ben said to me and continued, “Get on your knees near my slut so you’ll have a front-row view.”
There I was on my knees, just inches away from his cock as my wife sucked it. Ben put his hands on my wife’s head and started fucking her mouth faster and faster, and she kept on moaning whenever his cock entered her mouth.
“Are you jealous?” Ben asked me.
“Yes!” I said, hoping that he will tell me to stand next to him so my wife can suck us both.
However, I was wrong, as I suddenly felt his hand on the back of my head and he took his cock out of my wife’s mouth and pointed it at my lips. I opened my mouth to shout, ‘NO WAY,’ but Ben was quicker than I was and as soon as I opened it, he shoved his cock into my mouth.
Feeling his cock pass through my lips, I’m suddenly thrown into a flashback from college when my math teacher dominated me and forced me to suck his cock several times. I have never told anyone about it, but after I finished college, I always got really hard while thinking about it, until I somehow managed to forget about the incident and continued dating women.
I suddenly came through from my flashback, only to find out that my wife is no longer on her knees but standing next to Ben kissing him while she’s using my hair to make me suck his cock. My dick was hard as a rock leaking pre-cum, and I just couldn’t resist the urge and started sucking his cock on my own, trying to get it deeper and deeper down my throat.
“Fuck, it seems like he’s really enjoying sucking your cock,” my wife told Ben. “That’s it, be a good husband and make it nice and big for my cunt,” she said while rubbing my head. “I forgot how big it was. I’m afraid it will hurt my cunt, especially now that it’s used to the tiny thing my husband calls a dick,” my wife said to Ben.
I felt so humiliated, but it also seems to get me even hornier as I almost came without even touching my cock.
“I need you to fuck me,” my wife finally told Ben.
“Gladly,” he said and took his cock out of my mouth, sat on the sofa, as my wife squatted above him and he aimed his cock into her pussy.
“On your knees between our legs,” Ben commanded, and as I did he continued, “Now, you lick her clit as I am lowering her cunt onto my cock, that way it will hurt her less.”
I started licking her clit and Ben lowered her into his huge cock, as soon as his cock touched her cuntal entrance my wife moaned hard, her eyes rolled back, and she closed them while his cock is disappearing completely into her. Ben started fucking my wife faster and faster while I licked her clit, all of a sudden my wife pushed my head down forcefully.
“Lick my juices off his cock as he is fucking me,” she commanded, and I gladly did as I was told, every time he pushed her up I extended my tongue out to lick his cock.
“Fuck, yes, finally a real man that knows how to fuck, and not a tiny worthless baby dick attached to a sissy fag,” my wife shouted as she was cumming on his cock.
Once she was done, Ben took his cock out of my wife’s pussy. “Suck it, sissy, clean it from your wife’s juices,” he commanded.
I sucked and licked his cock clean, then suddenly my wife went down to her knees next to me and took the cock out of my mouth, Ben saw it and laughed.
“Fighting on who will suck my cock are we? Don’t worry, my cock is big enough for both of you. Just lick my balls while she’s sucking my cock,” Ben said.
Both my wife and I immediately did as we were told, I licked and sucked his balls like there is no tomorrow, while my wife sucked his cock.
“Do you want my cum?” Ben suddenly asked.
“YES,” both my wife and I said.
My wife stopped sucking his cock, pulled my head toward\ her, and started to kiss me, while Ben rubbed his cock inches from our faces.
“I’m cumming,” he shouted.
Both my wife and I immediately turned our head toward his cock opening our hungry mouth, and he sprayed wave after wave of hot cum on our faces and into our waiting mouth.
When he was finally done, both of our faces were drenched in cum, and we kissed and licked it off each other faces while moaning until we finally collapsed on his laps.
“The only one who didn’t cum is you,” my wife said as she started to rub my throbbing little dick with her foot.
“Suck his big cock while I rub your clit, sissy,” she told me.
I took his cock back into my mouth cleaning the last drops of cum from it, and as his cock was down my throat I suddenly felt that it’s starting to get hard in my mouth, the sensation pushed me over the edge and I ejaculated as I have never done before, filing my wife foot with my cum.
“Good boy, here’s your desert,” my wife said as she pushed her foot in my mouth, and I cleaned all my cum from it.
After we cleaned ourselves, Ben said he had to go.
“So, Ben, what are you doing next Friday night?” I asked, hoping he would say, ‘Oh, just having dinner with friends.’
*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t mean any possible major flaws in this story were fixed.