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27/01/2010
After watching Jane get pumped full of cum for the first time I went off and started cooking dinner for her and her bull, Brad.
Brad jumped in my shower and Jane followed me out to discuss what had happened. She confirmed my assumption that she had discovered my fantasy and was making it a reality. She told me how she had asked Brad to help her fulfill the fantasy this mornign and how he jumped at the chance, wanting to take her right then and there. She told me that she had made him wait until this evening when I could catch them. She went on to inform me that for the rest of Brad's stay, I was not to touch her unless invited to do so by either her or Brad. She concluded by telling me that she had even more ideas in store to truly humiliate and cuckold me and that it was too late for me to back out now. Then she went and joined Brad in the shower leaving me to cook dinner with the biggest hardon of my life.
When Jane and Brad came out for dinner I served them and waited on them for drinks. After having their fill they retired to the bedroom, once again making me sit on the floor and watch as Brad pounded my Jane in front of me. When they grew tired of fucking for the night, they slept in my bed while I slept on the floor beside them.
The next morning I woke up for work and quietly got ready and left so as not to disturb my dominators.
Jane sent me an email mid morning informing me that Brad was taking me shopping and then we would meet for lunch again at our favourite bar. I knew that she was taking it to a new level, now she wasn't just privately humiliating me but she was doing it in public, where we new the owners of the bar. I spent the next couple of hours dreaming about how they would do it and when the time came I hurried down and got a table so I could view them coming in.
I barely recognised Jane when she walked in, holding hands with Brad. They certainly had been shopping, but not anywhere that Jane normally shopped. To describe her outfit in one word would be "hooker". She was wearing the shortest black skirt I had seen in my life. Somehow it managed to cover her, but it was clear that the slightest movement would give the world a terrific views. Her breasts were pushed skywards by a lacey black bra which was very visible underneath her light, tight, white singlet with a plunging neck line. This was all topped off by a very tall pair of black heels.
I stood as they approached, my jaw was almost on the floor. He pulled out her chair and she sat, her tiny skirt was now basically just hanging around her waist, her perfectly shaved pussy mound was in plain view. George the owner came out to serve us as usual and he couldn't keep his eyes off Jane, they kept shifting from her breasts that looked ready to fall out of her top to however far he could see up her skirt. Brad played his part well, kissing her and feeling her up while this old friend of ours watched on.
Over lunch, Jane bragged about how many men were checking her out and trying to look up her skirt on the esculators at the shops. She had really taken to her new role and was as excited as a kid in a candy store. My cock had been throbbing since I first laid eyes on her walking in and it just kept getting worse. George brought the meals out and I saw Jane intentionally push her knife off the table and onto the floor. George went to grab the knife but Jane insisted that she would get it. With every eye in the bar fixed on her, Jane stood up, bent over in an extemely exaggerated fashion and picked up the cutlery. Her tiny skirt sat above her perfectly round ass and between her slim thighs her bald pussy lips peeked out, glistening. I doubt there was a man in the bar that didn't have a hard on.
When lunch finished I had to drag myself back away. I wanted to see more. I wanted more humiliation. I rushed back to the office and into the toilet, only a few strokes and I was unleashing wave after wave of my cum into the toilet bowl, while images of my whore girl showing off her body to the whole world dancing around in my head.
FUCK MY WIFE!
Brad jumped in my shower and Jane followed me out to discuss what had happened. She confirmed my assumption that she had discovered my fantasy and was making it a reality. She told me how she had asked Brad to help her fulfill the fantasy this mornign and how he jumped at the chance, wanting to take her right then and there. She told me that she had made him wait until this evening when I could catch them. She went on to inform me that for the rest of Brad's stay, I was not to touch her unless invited to do so by either her or Brad. She concluded by telling me that she had even more ideas in store to truly humiliate and cuckold me and that it was too late for me to back out now. Then she went and joined Brad in the shower leaving me to cook dinner with the biggest hardon of my life.
When Jane and Brad came out for dinner I served them and waited on them for drinks. After having their fill they retired to the bedroom, once again making me sit on the floor and watch as Brad pounded my Jane in front of me. When they grew tired of fucking for the night, they slept in my bed while I slept on the floor beside them.
The next morning I woke up for work and quietly got ready and left so as not to disturb my dominators.
Jane sent me an email mid morning informing me that Brad was taking me shopping and then we would meet for lunch again at our favourite bar. I knew that she was taking it to a new level, now she wasn't just privately humiliating me but she was doing it in public, where we new the owners of the bar. I spent the next couple of hours dreaming about how they would do it and when the time came I hurried down and got a table so I could view them coming in.
I barely recognised Jane when she walked in, holding hands with Brad. They certainly had been shopping, but not anywhere that Jane normally shopped. To describe her outfit in one word would be "hooker". She was wearing the shortest black skirt I had seen in my life. Somehow it managed to cover her, but it was clear that the slightest movement would give the world a terrific views. Her breasts were pushed skywards by a lacey black bra which was very visible underneath her light, tight, white singlet with a plunging neck line. This was all topped off by a very tall pair of black heels.
I stood as they approached, my jaw was almost on the floor. He pulled out her chair and she sat, her tiny skirt was now basically just hanging around her waist, her perfectly shaved pussy mound was in plain view. George the owner came out to serve us as usual and he couldn't keep his eyes off Jane, they kept shifting from her breasts that looked ready to fall out of her top to however far he could see up her skirt. Brad played his part well, kissing her and feeling her up while this old friend of ours watched on.
Over lunch, Jane bragged about how many men were checking her out and trying to look up her skirt on the esculators at the shops. She had really taken to her new role and was as excited as a kid in a candy store. My cock had been throbbing since I first laid eyes on her walking in and it just kept getting worse. George brought the meals out and I saw Jane intentionally push her knife off the table and onto the floor. George went to grab the knife but Jane insisted that she would get it. With every eye in the bar fixed on her, Jane stood up, bent over in an extemely exaggerated fashion and picked up the cutlery. Her tiny skirt sat above her perfectly round ass and between her slim thighs her bald pussy lips peeked out, glistening. I doubt there was a man in the bar that didn't have a hard on.
When lunch finished I had to drag myself back away. I wanted to see more. I wanted more humiliation. I rushed back to the office and into the toilet, only a few strokes and I was unleashing wave after wave of my cum into the toilet bowl, while images of my whore girl showing off her body to the whole world dancing around in my head.
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