Message-ID: <17856eli$9812060431@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: zawackyj_1@hotmail.com (Zawackyj Zabum) Subject: {ZAWACKYJ ZABUM} "PRESENTING MY WIFE" (M/F, nc, mild bond, squicky stuff) [1/?]* Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: zawackyj_1@hotmail.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <366af100.1852209@news.bigpond.com> DANGER! GROWN-UPS AT PLAY! ********************************************* (Quick intro/disclaimer) This story is published here on Usenet on the understanding that THIS IS NOT THE REAL WORLD! It's a great place for people with my kind of malady - Erotoscribblemania. This is to say I have a writing fetish. I love to write stories. The kind of stories I love to write most are sexual fantasy adventures which are purely for my own mental stimulation and the enjoyment of anybody old enough to be allowed to read them. Most societies I know of believe people under the age of 18 shouldn't be allowed to read the kind of things written in this forum, and I'm not going to suggest otherwise. But I would like to stress to anybody old enough to be reading that what you are about to read is strictly fiction and merely an outpouring, usually unedited, of the fantasy world which exists only in my mind. None of the characters, places, events or anything else is real - I made it all up. Some of the concepts here would be illegal if you were to attempt to imitate in real life what you read. If you are stupid enough to do that, you only have yourself to blame and I will not accept any responsibility. That said, read on and enjoy. If you feel so inclined, email your comments to Zawackyj_1@hotmail.kom ***************************************************************************** PRESENTING MY WIFE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ©1998 Zawackyj Tales It was my friend Jeff's fortieth birthday recently and there was just one thing he told me he wanted as a present...my lovely young wife Briget to do a striptease for him at his party. I mentioned this to Briget and she laughed demurely, but she didn't say no. This was a remarkable surprise because I thought she'd object strongly. She was normally so shy and modestly reserved that I just couldn't believe she'd even consider the outlandish request from my old friend who, Briget must surely have been aware, was a highly oversexed womanizer of the first order. Still, her noncommittal reply made me think that all his brazen overtures to her over the year or so she'd known him must have had some weird effect on her judgement and there seemed to be the possibility that, with a little coaxing, she could be talked into agreeing to indulge my perverse friend. When I mentioned this to Jeff, he was really excited and became obsessed with having my wife act out his fantasy. I told him I also found the kinky idea thrilling but that I didn't think my timid wife would ultimately consent. He proposed an idea, one which I thought was extravagant but which would force her to give an answer one way or the other. Briget couldn't believe she could make two hundred dollars simply removing her clothes for Jeff, but it was enough to convince her to swallow her modest pride and yield to the perverse request. The following Friday evening, as arranged, my naively innocent wife was standing awkwardly alone in the lounge room of Jeff's small suburban house. That was the condition on which Briget finally agreed. She would only strip provided that Jeff was the only one present. I knew already that Jeff had a sneaky desire not simply to see her naked, but to publicly humiliate her. We'd already spoken about this and I already had my hidden vantage position where I could watch his devious plan unfold. Jeff wasted no time telling my meek wife exactly what he expected her to do to earn the money he promised. He settled in a comfy chair and told her bluntly to strip, an order that clearly made my Briget apprehensive and seem to tremble with reluctance. My cock was already hard just watching her nervously pick at the buttons of her creamy silk dress, realizing that she actually intended submitting, albeit, not entirely willingly. The way Briget turned her back to Jeff while she demurely slipped out of her modest dress appeared to amuse my devious friend, and his eyes flashed excitedly as he watched her coyly allow the dress to slip to the floor. My wife glanced apprehensively back over her shoulder at him as if waiting for further instruction. What was most noticeable to me was that she wasn't wearing anything under the dress except for a pair of sheer, flesh colored pantihose. The shapely, fleshy curves of her buttocks were clearly defined through the gossamer gause, as was the shadowey crevice between her cheeks which was about to be revealed as she prepared to peel out of the pantihose. Jeff rested his elbows on the arms of the chair and folded his fingers thoughtfully under his chin. His lips creased into a slight smile as he watched my wife make an awkward attempt to look like a trained stripper. It was manifestly apparent she'd never done anything of the sort, though this only increased the appeal of the sight of her, thumbs hooked into the taut elastic waistband and wrigling her hips innocently to peel down the sheer fabric. Briget again glanced over her shoulder, her face blushing with a sheepish smile as her beautiful buttocks were slowly exposed. It felt to me as if I was seeing them for the very first time, and the sight was provocative and highly arousing. I couldn't help thinking how sweetly innocent and defenseless she looked at that moment as she nervously rolled the elastic fabric over the curves of her thighs. I had been puzzled as to why she'd chosen to wear nothing but the pantihose, but it slowly occured to me that the choice had been deliberate. By design, the pantihose were only able to be removed in an erotic, graceful way, although the sight of my timid, almost naked wife bending over cautiously to follow the decent of them reveled her backside and attractive, hair-lined slit in an obscene way I'd never consider before. I watched enthralled as my demure wife continued carefully shimmying the pantihose down her long, slender legs until the fabric was rolled around her ankles like a hobble. She stumbled briefly, pausing to slip out of her shoes and step free of her discarded dress at which point Jeff ordered her to stop. Obediently, Briget ceased what she was doing and stood straight, modestly shielding her breasts and pussy with her hands as she turned to face my friend. ‘That's enough...come over here, Briget,' Jeff said, his voice calm and full of control. Briget shuffled nearer, the pantihose coiled around her ankles making movement difficult. Her soft blue eyes sparkled unusually; the feint smile showing the enjoyment she obviously felt at that embarrassing moment. ‘What's wrong?' she asked, her voice unsteady and almost apologetic. ‘Nothing...I just want to get a better look at you before you go any further,' Jeff said. ‘Put you hands down...you've got nothing to be ashamed of there!' I watched the crimson blush rise in Briget's face as she hesitantly dropped her arms to her side, revealing all of herself to my devious friend. There could be no doubt he enjoyed the sight presented. Briget's perfectly shaped breasts standing pertly on her chest with pink, glowing nipples clearly swollen with delight and standing for his inspection. The bushy thatch of golden blonde pubes rose in a neat triangle between her thighs as if drawing attention to her nudity. She looked absolutely radient, especially as the signs of awkward embarrassment were so visible on her face. ‘Turn around...' Jeff said, his eyes riveted to the beautiful nude body on display before him. Slowly, Briget turned until her lovely backside was facing him at which point he asked her to stop again. ‘Put your hands behind your back,' he said, wriggling in his chair for a moment to retrieve something from his pocket. Briget glanced back briefly, obviously curious about the request but silently obedient. ‘What are you doing?' she asked meekly, making no attempt to resist as he snapped a bright silver set of handcuffs to her wrists and secured them. It wasn't until they were in place that she showed any sign of alarm, her hands twisting as if to prove that he'd mancled her effectively. ‘What are those for?' Jeff laughed quietly and rose from his chair, touching her for the first time to reinforce her feelings of vulnerability. ‘I'm paying a lot of money to have this fun...I don't want you changing your mind at all and running off on me!' ‘What fun?' Briget mumbled, leaning back slightly into his arms as he hugged her and began caressing her unprotected breasts. I was stunned by what I was secretly watching and listening to. My wife, usually so timid and shy, was completely naked and defenseless yet whimpering with satisfaction as her body was groped by my perverted friend. She rested her head back on his shoulder as he nuzzled the side of her pretty face, his face rubbing affectionately in her silky blonde hair as he began informing her of his kinky plans for her. ‘I want you to be my prisoner for the night...my sex slave...' he said, the gentle kindness of his words seeming to melt my naive wife further into his arms. ‘What does that mean?' Briget murmured innocently. ‘I've bought you, Briget...paid two hundred dollars to have you for the night to do whatever I want...you're my sex-slave...' ‘But I thought...you just wanted me to take off my clothes...' Briget sounded so incredibly nieve and yet submissively compliant at the same time. She sighed breathlessly as Jeff's hand slipped down between her legs to explore the fleshy, hairy mound of her pussy. ‘You've already taken off your clothes...now I'm going to have some fun with you...I'm going to touch you all over and make you really hot down here...so hot...you'll be begging for it...' Jeff groped my wife's pussy for a moment before releaseing her from the grip he had on her. ‘But...you can't do that...what if I don't let you?' Briget's voice whined like an inexperienced child. ‘How are you going to stop me?' Jeff said, gently pushing her back into a sofa. Briget was powerless to stop herself flopping back in the soft chair, her hobbled ankles springing up and being caught by Jeff. He immediately jerked the pantihose free and tugged her left ankle out to the side of the chair to manacle it in a metal bracelet he'd prepared in readiness. ‘Jeff?' Briget mumbled, sounding slightly alarmed as he quickly spread her legs obscenely and shackled her other ankle. ‘Please Jeff...not like this...this is embarrassing...' But it was too late. My lovely wife suddenly found herself completly at the mercy of my perverted friend, her legs stretched to display her tender pussy in the most lewdly provocative way imaginable. I expected her to protest more vocally, but the sight of her pussy, the slit unfurled to reveal it's inner pinkness and bizarre willingness, convinced me she was thoroughly enjoying his demeaning treatment. Briget struggled a little bit while Jeff stood back to admire his delightful prisoner. She probably realized her demure squirming only served to make her look more appealing and delicate. There could be no doubt in her mind what target he planned on ravishing, her tender young cunt fully open and indefensible. Her dainty toes wriggled as she fought insincerely against the metal bands around her ankles that held her legs spread and her pussy indecently on display for the amusement of her kinky captor. The blush of embarrassment in her fresh face refused to fade as Jeff reached for a camera and began taking snapshots of her involuntary candidness. ‘Please Jeff...don't do that!' Briget blushed more deeply, turning her head to the side in an attempt to avoid being identified in his photo. ‘Why not? You're my sex slave, remember! I can do whatever I want. If I want to photograph you...I'll photograph you! Now smile...' Briget struggled more energetically as Jeff snapped one embarrassing photo after the other. He was clearly amused by her growing unwillingness to participate in his bizarre game, the rules of which he was about to explain. ‘I've got a surprise for you tonight, Briget...' Jeff said, putting aside the camera. ‘What?' Briget asked tentatively. ‘First...to make my surprise more exciting...a blindfold...' Briget appeared to be unusually willing to allow him to slip the black silk scarf around her head. Once blindfolded, she looked a complete picture of helplessness and vulnerability. Unable to see, Briget jerked in her restraints when Jeff's head pressed unexpectedly between her spread legs and his tongue started lashing wildly in search of her clit. Her red-glossed toes pointed tensely as the sensations of obvious pleasure sparked inside her. ‘Oh Jeff!' she called, an urgency in her voice suggesting he'd made her orgasm instantly. Jeff's head bobbed enthusiastically between my wife's spread legs, slurping and sucking noisily in a fashion apparently designed to bring her off quickly. And the way Briget's naked, restrained body jerked and spasmed on the end of his tongue made it clear to me my friend would achieve his objective very quickly. It was only the sound of knocking on the door that seemed to dampen my wife's exhilarated response to Jeff's kinky probing of her slit. ‘Now the fun begins, Briget...' Jeff said, fingering the slippery hole he'd aroused before jumping to answer the knock. ‘What do you mean?' my wife asked anxiously, her blindfolded head turning side to side in an effort to hear what was going on. ‘Jeff!' she called in a loud whisper, hearing the door open and knowing her naked, vulnerable body would be immediately seen by whoever had arrived. I watched excitedly as she struggled frantically trying to escape her bonds, unable to see the two, middle aged strangers who'd arrived but evidently sensing their presense. ‘Is this what you got for your birthday?' the first man asked, his dark eyes aflame with lusty arousal at the sight of my naked, helpless wife. ‘Yes...she's a beauty, isn't she?' Jeff said proudly. ‘Indeed!' the man said, toying with the big toe on Briget's shackled left foot. ‘She's my sex slave!' Jeff announced, watching jealously as the second man reached between my wife's spread legs. ‘Do you mind?' he asked politely. ‘No...but don't touch her too much...I don't want her to cum yet...not before everybody gets here...' I could tell from the shape of my wife's mouth that she was mortified by the hint he gave about her fate for the evening. She was about to say something when the man began tracing the line of her unfurled slit with the tip of his finger causing her to suck in her lower lip and nibble it apprehensively. She didn't seem to be relaxed, but I had the distinct impression she was enjoying being fondled by the unseen man. Her delightful nude body arched slightly in a reflex action of submissive invitation as the stranger's finger apparently discovered the sensitive bubble of her clit. This blind caressing continued for a couple of minutes until it became obvious from Briget's visible shuddering and gasping that they were pushing her to the brink of a powerful orgasm. Her loud moan when they stopped seemed more of disappointment than anything, a sound that made the three men laugh loudly and degrade her even further. They left Briget shackled there on display for a long while without saying anything. Each man eyed her hungrily, particularly her defenseless cunt which quivered openly and attracted a good deal of their attention. Jeff eventually left the room for a moment and when he returned, held an obscenely large plastic imitation cock for his friends to see. They smirked, holding back the laughter as Jeff crept close to Briget's spread legs and took aim. The sudden vibrating of the thick domed head caused my wife to gasp and call out loudly her pleasurable delight. ‘Oh god!' she moaned, her hips thrusting wildly to try and encourage the strange object to penetrate her moist, unprotected cunt. The vigorous entry of it took her breath away, causing her to twist and squirm deliriously in her restraints as it's full length plunged inside her. Jeff roughly used the solid shaft to lift Briget's bottom off the sofa and proceded to fuck her energetically until she was gasping with an astonishing display of brazen, perverse pleasure. I couldn't believe it. He'd made her orgasm in front of his friends in the most humiliating of circumstances, and Briget clearly revelled in her bizarre initiation into Jeff's perverse world. *************************************************** More? Email me: Zawackyj_1@hotmail.com -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----