Hope everyone has enjoyed me writing stories of our past experiences with my old boss Amir as much as I enjoyed writing them. As promised, my wife wrote her perspective of that day, and let’s just say… it’s fucking hot! Hope you all enjoy

My husband has requested I write a story from my pov of the first time I fucked his old boss. He told me he has already shared a story of our night at the strip club and that he wants me to just describe the day after when I went over to his house. Never done this before, but honestly it was a lot of fun writing it and I definitely found my mind (and fingers) wandering and distracting me from writing… if you know what I mean. Hope you all enjoy!!

I woke up the morning after the strip club and will never forget the image of the dick pic Amir had sent me the night before. It was burned into my brain. Like guys… his dick was bigger than my arm. I’m serious. I’m a lucky girl with an amazing husband who let’s me have all sorts of fun, but Amir’s cock id still BY FAR the biggest I’ve ever been with…

All day I was anxious. Let’s call it butterflies or whatever you want to call it, but let’s just be honest, I was nervous. I’m not one of those girls with massive dildos or anything, so I just couldn’t help but be a little nervous about trying to have that thing go inside me. The day was crawling and felt like an eternity before it was finally time for me to head to Amir’s. I had looked through my closet honestly 10 different times throughout the day before ultimately deciding to just go comfy. A tank top, leggings, no bra, comfy undies, screw it. It’s not like I plan on being clothed very long!

I kissed hubby goodbye and head out to get in my car. I text Amir and tell him I’m on my way, he lives about 20 minutes away. About halfway there he responded, “good girl” I instantly melt as I read those words. I don’t know why you guys, but ever since getting into all this with my husband, there is just something about another man calling me a good girl…

When I got to his house, he was there at the front door to greet me. He gave me a hug as he said hi and grabbed a handful of my ass. Ugh. I literally would have let him fuck me right there just steps inside his front door. I just needed to rip the band aid of my anxiety off…

He started to give me a quick tour of the house after I asked to see it…. Because I didn’t really know what to do and it just sort of was the first thing I could think of. I quickly notice how nice and put together his house is. I guess it makes sense since he’s a handful of years ahead of my husband in the same career field, but still was definitely impressive to see. He led me down to the basement which was super nicely finished and definitely looked like a great place to have people over. Then I heard something I never expected to hear, “and back here is my sex room” he casually says as he motions towards the back room in his basement.

“Your sex room?” I repeat back trying to clarify that is what he just said out loud because I think I’m hallucinating or something…

“Yeah!” He laughs as he enters in a code and opens the door. And with that I step inside what can only be described as a nice large bedroom, but instead of nightstands and dressers and typical furniture, there is a big round bed in the middle. I notice a mirror on the ceiling. Some other kind of chair that looked like it was specifcally for sex. Some sort of restraints hanging from the ceiling? And then next thing I know, he flips a switch and the room is glowing red. Should I have maybe put up some red flags? Maybe? Did I? Absolutely not… I was so fucking turned on at this point. I NEEDED to get fucked by him right now.

I remember him telling me there was something else he wanted to show me as he turned to walk back out of the room, so I followed him. Next thing I know, I’m sitting at the counter in his kitchen and he’s handing me a sheet of paper.

“What’s this?” I ask him as I start to read and very quickly realize that maybe I’m in over my head. I don’t really remember exactly what it all said, but I remember it basically asking if I was into a bunch of different kinks/fantasies. He explained it all to me and essentially told me that he just wants my consent before he tries anything too kinky. I will never forget his words when he said, “I just want to give you a night you won’t forget.”

Should this be a redflag? Fuck I don’t even know anymore, but at the same time he was respectful and excused himself from the room to allow me to look over what was going on so I didn’t feel like he was watching me. I remember reading it over a few times as I realized my pussy was throbbing in anticipation. With that? I checked yes on every fucking box. I had never felt this kind of burning lust before, but I honestly wanted to be just be used however the fuck he wanted.

5 or so minutes later he returned and asked if I had any questions, when I told him I was good, I handed him the paper. As he quickly realized I checked yes for everything, he glanced up at me and asked, “you sure about this?”

Without hesitation, I respond, “yes daddy, I’m sure” knowing exactly what response I’m prompting.

“Good girl.” He said with a grin. I melt again and my brain shuts off in the process. He’s talking to me but I don’t hear a thing…

“Huh? Sorry, what’d you say?” God I’m an idiot.

“Do you want to go get your husband?” He paused and smirks, “or do you want to go downstairs?”

As much as I wanted to just go downstairs and get dicked down immediately… my husband and I struggle to find guys that tick all our boxes that also let him be around…

“I’d love to go get him if you want to do that?” I respond thinking with my brain, not my clit. I’m proud of myself. Next thing I know, Amir is in my passenger seat as I drive us back to my house. The whole 20 minute drive is spent with him brainstorming what was going to happen when we got back to his house. He was definitely kinky and definitely creative as I listened to him ultimately decide that I would be tying my husband to a chair outside the sex room and forcing him to listen as he quote “fucked me senseless”. As we arrive to my house, Amir hands me a blank copy of the same paper I filled out.

“Have your husband fill this out. And point me to the bedroom when we get inside, I want to go pick out what you’re going to wear for me.” He casually says as he steps out of my car and into our garage. I melt again… he’s so demanding but yet respectful… I honestly still get turned on when I think about it. We walk inside to find my husband on the couch watching TV. Clearly confused as to what is happening, or why we are there, I walk over and hand him the paper. He moves to the kitchen table to sit down and read everything and Amir sneaks off to our bedroom. I remember watching my husband’s face as he processed what he was reading. He asked, “what all did you say yes to???” And I just laughed and told him that he didn’t get to know. With that, I walked off to go check on Amir in the bedroom.

Amir had dug through everything already. I looked on my bed and he had laid out a tight little black dress on the bed as well as some fishnets I had just bought. Then he had also found a pair of black high heels that I had. Honestly, impressed by what he found and how quickly he manager to do it. I’m going to look damn good. He told me to pack everything up and come out when I was ready and with that he stepped out of the room.

I took the lack of underwear on the bed as my cue to lose the panties, so I did just that and threw a pair in my bag for later. In a moment of spontanaeity, I went in my nightstand and grabbed a buttplug. I was so horny as I fantasized him discovering that I put one in for him, hoping he calls me a good girl again. So with that, I decided to put it in and surprise him. I put my leggings back on, zip up the bag, and make my way back out into the kitchen to discover the two of them talking. My husband looks up at me and notices my bag.

“Let’s go babe!” I say as I turn walk towards the door. I made a point to leave my husband alone up front as I sat in the back with Amir, whispering back and forth on the ride, getting naughtier as we get closer. I couldn’t help but ruin my surprise and tell him what I had hidden under my leggings for him. He laughed and when he asked me why, I couldn’t help but tell him how I almost always squirt when I have a buttplug in. He clearly enjoyed that and I felt so empowered in the moment. God damn I was excited. As we walked inside, I walk away, off to the bedroom to go change, leaving my husband behind without saying a word. Planning to meet them both in the basement just like Amir had told me to do.

I finished changing and look at myself in the mirror. I look pretty damn good if I do say so myself. So then I opened up a drawer in his bedroom to find some rope exactly where he told me it would be. With my stomach still full of butterflies, I took a deep breath, and walked downstairs. I turned the corner of the stairs and didn’t see them, so I assumed they were in the back. I quickly grabbed a chair, and as I set it up outside the room, my husband and I locked eyes. I motioned for him to come towards me as Amir walked by me, spanking me on his way past. Ugh, I can’t wait for him to take control. I proceded to push my husband down in the chair, get straight on my knees, pull out his cock, and throat him as I have plenty of times before.

This time however, I’m focused on tying his legs to the chair. As I pulled it tight, I could feel him tensing like he was already going to cum. Thankfully I pulled back before he did and in a moment of pure evil, I remember telling him I didn’t want him anymore and I wanted big cock instead. And with that I pulled his arms back and tied him up completely. As I finished, I stepped back in front of him and asked him if he wanted to hear what I marked yes to on Amir’s sheet.

Amir must have heard as he was walking down the stairs because he calls out, “she said yes to everything!!” I notice my husbands face of shock as I watch Amir with anticipation as he walks towards me with a collar and leash in hand. The collar said cumslut on it and it was simultaneously tacky, trashy, humiliating, and incredibly sexy. As he clasped it around my neck and hooked it to the leash, he pushed me to my knees. Now I had never done this before, but let me tell you, I WAS SO TURNED ON. I don’t know what it was, but being walked on my hands and knees for another man was so sexy. He hiked my dress up over my ass and then walked me around my husband like his pet and I remember spreading my ass in front of my husband as I crawled towards the door, revealing my buttplug. And then next thing I know, the door is shut behind me and I’m alone in the sex room with Amir. He grabbed hold of the leash close to my neck and pulled me towards him, prompting me to give him head. So as I was encouraged, I undid his pants and pulled them down. You guys. I know I’ve already said it. But good lord his cock was massive. You know the ones in porn that even pornstars can’t give head to? That’s what was in front of me.

I can barely get past the tip of his cock its so big. Genuinely unlike anything I have ever done. So I just kept licking up and down, spitting as much as I could, and stroking it up and down with both hands before finally he grabbed my leash pulled me up to my feet and pushed me back onto the bed. He started to rub my clit with his huge cock and just when I thought he was going to put it in he pulled up and dropped it against my body. “You ready for this big fucking cock?” He asked me

I was trying to thrust my hips back and up trying to get him to just put it in but he was holding me down. “Yessss I’m so fucking ready.” I moaned to him. “We’ll see” he said as I felt him press just the tip inside of me. I already feel full as I look and see he’s barely maybe a quarter of the way inside of me… I involuntarily gasped, shocked at the sensation of how full I already was feeling.

Slowly but surely he works more and more into me until he’s maybe just over halfway into me. Then he pulls out, dropping his cock back on my body, holding his cock to show me what he got inside me. “That really all you can take?” He taunted me. I genuinely couldn’t get a read but he sounded mad… he leaned in and whispered into my ear, “be a good girl for me and take it all”

I melted again at being called a good girl, and in the pure lust of the moment, I must have forgot the feeling of just half of that monster cock inside of me, because I confidently responded and said “you need to fuck me doggystyle.”

So with that, I have my face on the bed, back arched, and ass high in the air, getting ready to take the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. He smacked my ass a few times as he told me to beg for it until he slowly put it in again, easing it deeper and deeper, allowing me time to adjust. It is obvious that he knows what he is doing which I am still so thankful for to this day. And thankfully, it was going much better this time around. So good that I finally moan out, “give it all to meeeee”. And he took that as his green light. Just like that I felt him push all the way, I felt like he had pushed all the way into my lunchs, but god damn I kind of liked it. I can only imagine what my hubby thought from the next room, because once Amir started picking up speed, I lost all control.

I wouldn’t consider myself a screamer and really only do it when I am completely in that headspace… if any women ever read this, hopefully they understand that feeling. Because god damn, I sure was feeling it then. I genuinely don’t remember much detail from there if I’m honest. I just know I was loud, I had tremors with each time I came, and I squirted more than I think I have in my life. I remember collapsing because I could no longer support myself in doggy from exhaustion of cumming so many times and I distinctly remember the feeling of his huge cock pulsing as he unloaded his cum into me… but that’s pretty much it. Then I remember him just getting up and walking out of the room as I just laid in his soaking wet bed, completely dissheveled, and exhausted. My pussy was honestly throbbing and in the aftermath, I realized that I was absolutely going to be sore in a way I really had never been before.

And that’s when my husband came in and saw me. I legitimately just grunted because I was a shell of a human. I could tell he was a bit taken aback by the sight of me… but I knew for a fact he loved what he saw. He came in and ate Amir’s cum out of my pussy, which is something we had done plenty of times before. But I had to keep him from fucking me because I genuinely don’t think I could have anything else inside me. I was sore and my pussy was seriously throbbing.

He helped me get dressed and practically had to walk me upstairs. I genuinely was just so exhausted, bless him for helping me. When we finally got up there, Amir was upstairs waiting. I remember him making some smart ass comment about not wanting to fuck again and saying something smart to my husband as he walked us to the door. But then when he hugged me, he grabbed my ass and said I was a good girl for him… I’m so pathetic but it somehow brought enough life in me to coherently thank him and call him daddy with a smile. By the time we got home, my husband parked, we walked inside, and I kid you not I said fuck it. Went straight to bed and climbed right in. I didn’t shower… I didn’t even fuckin change. I was still in my black dress and fishnets for fucks sake, but I just didnt care. And that was that, I fell asleep faster than I think I ever had in my life, and I slept for like 14 straight hours…