Story Content: MM+/F, MM, MF, Inter, FemDom, MDom

 

Part 1 (Chapters 1 to 3)

 

Chapter 1

My name is Peter Morris and this is my story. I
really don’t quite know where I should begin. You see I’ve
kept a kind of journal over the last few months in which I
jotted down notes on things that’ve happen to me. I did so
in an attempt to try to make sense out of the various
predicaments I’ve found myself in. I know this may not
make sense, so let me give you some background on me and
tell you my story since you’ve been good enough to at least
pick this up to read.

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My wife and I were married three years ago. Her name
is Paula. She was more than the woman of my dreams, she
was the goddess I never expected to be the lucky husband
of. She was a virgin on our wedding night. I almost was
one. I say almost, since I had tried to sex two others
girls prior to wedding Paula. One event was in high school
and the other in college. Both attempts ended in failure
due to premature ejaculation. I actually penetrated both
girls, even though both asked me if I ever got my small
prick in them. They said they never felt it.
The day before we got engaged I told Paula of my
smallness and my failures at sex before. She said she
loved me and that size should not matter when two people
really love each other. We kissed passionately. She made
me feel like king of the mountain. I gave her a ring the
very next day.
Well anyway, Paula and I did make love on our wedding
night and it was very good, even if I did have to tongue
her to orgasm several times, and eating my own jism in the
process. As I said, she was a virgin, but the sexual
experience must’ve awaken the tiger in her. I was amazed
how tightly she held my face to her beautiful bushy cunt
for so long. I never though she would’ve been multi-
orgasmic.

She had gone on the pill several weeks prior to the
wedding so I was able to enjoy riding her bareback.
The next morning we cuddled tightly in the afterglow
of our first night together. She complemented me on how
good I was with my mouth. She tried to avoid saying so,
but I knew she was not impressed with my small cock and my
inability to use it that well either. She did however
apologize for making me eat my jism out of her, as she held
my head to her crotch and urged me on as I tongued her from
one orgasm to another.
“It was so good honey, I just couldn’t stop. I’ve
never had my pussy sucked before. You’re such a good
sucker too.” She said with glee on her face as she placed
a wet kiss on my lips.
“I hope you didn’t mind eating your stuff for me. I
know you really love me to do that – and I-I know it sounds
wicked, but I like the idea of you sucking your stuff out
while getting me off. Would you promise me you’ll keep on
showing me you love me by doing that?”
I couldn’t help but promise her. She looked so
beautiful as she talked. I would’ve promised her anything
at that moment.
For the rest of the honeymoon and as part of our
normal love making, I used my mouth on her far more that my
prick. Needless to say, I got use to the taste of my cum
and was happy to be able to please this beautiful creature
by doing so.

It was a year after we got married that Paula decided
to seek a better job with better pay than the Local library
could offer. She liked being a librarian’s assistant, but
we really did more money coming in if we were going to buy
a house in four years. She found a job as an
administrative assistant at a small local firm that was a
wholesale office supplies distributor.
She really liked the job and the starting salary was
much better than the library.
A month after she started, I began to notice subtle
changes in her and our relationship.
She started buying and wearing more expensive clothing
and jewelry. I knew she was a very efficient worker, but I
never thought as an office assistant that she would the
opportunity to make bonuses like the salesmen did.
Also, she started working later hours that first month
and the second month she even went in on the weekend and
worked late into Saturday night. Some weeks she had to
work seven days a week, twelve hours a day.
Of course this took it’s toll on our normal
relationship and our sex life. She often was too tired for
our normal sex, but she would hug me and jerk me off while
doing so telling me how cute my little “dick” was when it
spurted. I’d never heard her refer to my penis as a “dick”
before, but I didn’t think much about at the time. I was
so joyful that she thought enough of me to provide for my
sexual comfort while foregoing hers.

After three straight weeks of working 12 to 14 hour
days, she was back on a more normal schedule and our sex
life was starting to return to normal, with a slight change
however.
You see, several times she would come in from work
ready to have sex. Of course that was fine with me. I
hadn’t been in her in over a month. I was ready. I did
notice that her pussy seemed hotter, juicier, and looser at
those times she came in ready for action.
I didn’t let that worry me. It was so good to get in
there even if it wasn’t as long as minute sometimes. It
was so good to feel the warm heated wetness of her.
As soon as I’d come she was eager to guide my head to
her very wet cunt telling me how wet and drippy I’d made
her.
“It’s all your fault I’m this wet and messy. So just
use that wonderful tongue and lick me clean and lap me to
heaven.”
I’d never quite heard her talk so boldly like that
before, but it did excite me, for I did miss eating out her
lovely twat.
As I place my face to her juicy hairy snatch, I was
amazed at how messy she was and how much come I’d shot off.
Before I could observe more, she pulled my face right
into her mucky crotch and demanded to be licked and sucked
out. I did as I was told.
It was strange, but the smell and taste of her was
much stronger and well, I guess the right word is “full
bodied” than before.
After I got her off at least four time – she wouldn’t
let me turn my head loose until she was thoroughly
satisfied.
I mention to her about the slightly different taste.
“Oh that must be that edible pussy perfume lotion and
bush conditioner all in one. One of the girls at work had
me try some. It probably was the reason I was so hot for
you darling. I squirted some on the creamy white stuff
right in my slit before coming home to you. She said you’d
like the taste.”
I let her know it wasn’t bad and urged her to buy some
since she liked it and liked me eating it out. It did
spice up her pussy.

CHAPTER 2: MY WIFE’S NEW JOB

Over the next few months, Paula was doing real well at
her new job. She seem to be getting one bonus after
another. We had a little tiff about the extra money she
made. We quickly made up, but to my surprise she got her
own bank account and withheld some for her own management
and rest went into our joint account.
While things were going well on her job, they weren’t
for me.
Our company was bought out and I was transferred to
another department in the company as part of a
reorganization. I’m an accountant and was working on a
complex audit of another department in the company. I
really don’t know if I made the mistake or what, but my new
boss accused me of creating a problem that would’ve cost
the company millions if he hadn’t discovered it. I know I
was very tired when I did that report, but I didn’t think I
would’ve made that magnitude of an error. Anyway, he said
he couldn’t have anyone that incompetent around, so I was
let go and he advised not to send back to the company for a
referral. He had put a note in my personnel file that the
company was not to send one out. With out a referral, I
could never become an account with a brand name firm again.
I was extremely despondent when I reached home.
I broke the news to my wife. She took it much better
than I expected.

“You’ll find something darling. Until you do, then
you’ll be a house spouse.” She said kissing me on the
forehead.
In the weeks ahead, I looked and looked for a suitable
job. It seemed that each one where it seemed like I was
going to get it, it would fall through. Mean while, I
literally became Paula’s maid. Getting up to prepare her
breakfast and ironing her blouses and doing laundry. When
our joint account was depleted, she began giving me an
allowance from her account. That’s when I really noticed a
change in her. She became more dominant and authoritative.
She no longer seemed to be concerned about my sexual
pleasure when she came home all lathered with her new pussy
lotion. Many times, she just wanted to be eaten out and
wouldn’t let me put it in. After she got her jollies,
several times as usual, she’d cross her legs with a drink
in her hand and have me jerk off as I sat beside her. She
would start me off, and had me continue on my own. The
last few times, she’s had me to kneel before her.
“I don’t know, I just felt like it darling. I wanted
to see you that way. It made me feel delighted. You do
like me being happy don’t you?” Was her reply when I
finally got enough nerve to ask her one night why she
wanted to make me grovel and kneel just for a touch of my
prick by her soft hands.

CHAPTER 3: MY NEW JOB

“You really mean it?”
“Yes my boss would like to interview you. Now
remember, it’s very unusual for a husband and wife to work
together in the office, but I went out on a limb to get you
the interview.”
I thanked my wife profusely.
We drove separately the morning of the interview.
To my surprise, all the managers and men were black
and all the women were white.
I was shown in to see the president, Joe Benson.
“Impressive looking resume Peter, but why can’t we get
a referral from your old company when we called them?”
Even though I practiced what I was going to say, I was
nervous before this well built, broad shoulder and
confident black man. I managed to stammer out the reason.
By the time he questioned me further, I was sure I’d lost
this job too. I was sweating profusely. Then all of
sudden he smiled and offered me his hand.
“Welcome to our little firm, I’m sure we can fit you
and your skills in here, that is if you’re willing to work
hard and become a company man?”
“Oh yes sir, I will. Thank you so much sir.” I
replied, not believing my ears that he was going to hire
me.

He introduced me around. Everyone was cordial, but
there was something in the way they looked at me as they
smiled that made me concerned. One or two of the women
even giggled a little after we walked away after meeting
them.
I was impressed with Paula’s office. She was the
office administrator. I was a bit surprised at how she
embraced Joe Benson as he walked in. That look in her eyes
was unforgettable. She then turned to me and put out her
hand for me to shake. Peter welcome to the company. If
you work hard, the company will reward you well.”
I was dumfounded. Did she forget I was her
husband? But then it struck me. This was a put on, to
keep it all professional and everything since most places
don’t let husband and wife work in the same office. I
shook her hand. I felt better as she winked at me.
However, I became slightly alarmed as Joe Benson put his
arm around her as he talked about my interview. What was
more alarming was that she put her arm around his waist
also.
I was still a bit miffed and slightly put off at such
a display as Joe Benson ushered me back toward his office.
“Now Peter, Miss Jones here will give you a list of
office rules. Since you are new here, many of them will
apply just to you, you know being the new kid on the block
and all.”

His secretary handed me the envelope and Joe Benson
told me take them home and read them over carefully. As he
walked me to the door and out of earshot of other workers,
he told me to bring some work clothes in addition to my
dress suit, since I might have to do some dirty work in my
new office and the room next to it. “You know to tidy them
up from time to time.” He added.
That evening, Paula just explained away she and her
bosses closeness as normal office camaraderie and she
teased me about being jealous. Then her attitude did
change as she placed her hand on her chin as if in deep
thought.
“It’s funny you brought that up though honey. Do you
think that he want’s me to have sex with him because he
hired you?”
“T-That could be it.” I stammered as I sat down.
“We both know you need this job. Would you mind if I
sexed him for you to have the job if it came to that?”
I tried to speak and nothing came out. I’ve heard of
situations where this happens to people.
“And you know what darling, he’d probably fire me too
if I didn’t come across. Then we both would be out of
work. I think that answers that question. We have no
choice. If he wants me to be his for sex, I have to do so
for us.”
I was totally speechless. Before I could consider the
question, my beautiful charming wife had come up with an
answer unilaterally. By the time, I regained my voice, she
was thinking about something else, like a dress she wanted
from a fancy boutique down town.
“I just assumed your silence meant consent darling.
It’ll be emotionally hard on me to cheat on you, but since
you’ll be right there in the same office, it won’t be that
difficult for me to endure the shame of having to be the
bosses slut if that’s what Joe has in mind.”
Again I had to sit down and absorb everything she was
saying. My mind was spinning. She changed the subject.
“Did you read the office rules he gave you?”
“Yes.” Was my reply. They were the typical things
about being on time, lunch breaks, etc. I did question why
I had to address every one in the office as Mister or
Misses and always say Sir or Ma’am to the managers.
“All the managers I saw were male, so at least I won’t
have to say ma’am will .”
It hit me like a bolt of lighting. My wife was a
manager, hence I’d have to address her that way also.

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Other story parts:

• Part 2
  
• Part 3