A New Life Pt. 06

"Uh ... shit ... well," Arnie mumbled, confused, embarrassed and guilty, but still unable to drag his eyes away from my gaping vagina. "Um ... Jo ... is that your name? ... How do you feel about this?"

"I'd have let you fuck me in the changing room, if it hadn't been for your wife being there. Now, though, Diana and I have enjoyed fucking each other, and I think it will be even more fun for her to watch you ram your cock up this hole, Arnie. And I bet you do, really, once you get over the shock of it. But don't you think it's about time you stripped off as well, given you have two naked women gagging for it in front of you?"

I can't imagine there'd be many men who could resist such a blatant invitation, and after a moment's hesitation while he looked at Diana, he gave a little shake of his head, and rapidly took off his business suit, his shirt, his socks, and finally his underpants. His cock sprang out, and an impressive one it was at that, although I knew that once inside me, I wouldn't really be able to tell. He headed for the bed, giving his wife another look, then made a move to push me back, and enter the wet, open cunt I was offering him.

"There is just one thing, though, Arnie," I said, pushing him back with my other hand. "I found out that your wife had never had a proper orgasm until I gave her one earlier. Now, I know I helped you out, but you seemed to know your way around a vulva perfectly well when you got me to come this morning, didn't you?"

"And I bet you got those other women to come, didn't you, darling? Or was that why they never lasted very long?" Diana asked.

His face was a picture of guilt and uncertainty. If he said yes, then he was admitting to giving them more than he'd given his wife, but if he said no, then he was going to look like a real putz. He wisely took the Fifth, and kept quiet.

"So, before you can fuck me, then Arnie, you're going to have to show me that from now on you know how to get Diana to come properly, how to treat her like a proper woman. Don't worry, we'll give you some guidance and encouragement if you have a problem. Here, start by tasting her cunt juice, the way you started with me," I said, smiling as I pulled my fingers out of Diana's hole, and pushed them towards his face. "Look, she's as wet as me, and I've eaten her out twice as well."

"Shit, Diana, you never let me eat you ..." he started to say, before I shut him up by pushing my fingers in his mouth, and grabbing his cock with my other hand.

"No, I was always embarrassed, Arnie, and you never did anything to help me get over it. From now on, though, you're going to be eating my cunt regularly, darling. Now get your fingers over here, and play with my clit, else I'll fuck Jo again and you'll lose your chance."

"You heard her, Arnie, so get working on her clit if you still want to fuck me."

To be fair, given the circumstances, he started giving it a fair attempt, first dipping his fingers inside her hole to get her slippery white goo dragged up to her clit, and then he started circling it and pressing it. I was slowly stroking his cock, aiming just to keep him adequately aroused, but not enough to risk him coming. No, I had plenty more planned for him before he could empty his balls.

But Diana, well, she was something else. It had taken a while to get her to this point, but now she was there, she was giving it everything.

"Fuck, Arnie, are you touching me? I can barely feel anything..."

"Christ, Arnie, use some more fingers in me. Even Jo's tongue stretched me further out that that ..."

But I could see, to my delight, that she was steadily getting more and more aroused. She was starting to move around, letting out little grunts in between her commentary on his performance, and I could tell from the throbbing in his cock that he was feeling it too.

"Oh fuck, Arnie. Ram all your fingers up my cunt, and press hard on my clit with your thumb ... oh ... that's right ... now gentler ... now hard again ... and now run it around my clit fast ... Aagghh!"

There's something totally beautiful about watching someone else come - at least I think so - but at the same time, it makes you want to come yourself. Diana was rolling around on the bed, clasping Arnie's hand between her legs, letting out squeals of pleasure as she experienced her third climax, this time at her husband's hands.

"God, Arnie, how come it took you twenty-three years of marriage before you did that to me? But I suppose you want to fuck her now, don't you?"

I almost burst out laughing, as he tried to look apologetic and only half-interested, but ended up looking just like a little boy who didn't want to admit he really liked playing with dolls better than toy cars.

"Come on then, Arnie. Is this what you want?" I asked, slowly spreading my legs, and laying back on the bed.

"Let me help you, darling," Diana said, surprising me yet again, as she bent forward and grabbed her husbands pulsating cock. "All too often you seemed to have had trouble finding my cunt, but you'll find I've become totally familiar with Jo's today."

I don't know what it did for Arnie, but fuck, it really sent sparks flying through me as Diana guided her husband's cock, precum coating its tip, into my vagina, pushing my lips out of the way, and only removing her hand when his balls banged into it.

"Ram it right up her, darling. I want to see you fuck her so hard it will hurt to sit down for days, because that's the way you're going to fuck me in future."

"Oh shit, Diana, I don't know what's got into you today ..."

"But it's you got into me, Arnie" I gasped, as he started pumping into me hard and fast, making my entire frame move up and down the bed as his balls rammed against my ass, then my cunt seemed to cling to his cock as he pulled out of me, leaving only the very tip of it just inside my vagina.

His head was bent forward, and he took turns at sucking on my tits, leaving one nipple stiff and shining with his saliva, as the other was in his mouth as far as he could get it. Shit, I wanted to come, but I couldn't risk him coming yet, as my plan wasn't yet complete.

I forced myself to push him off me, his cock leaving my hole with a plop.

"Now fuck your wife, Arnie. I want to watch you sink you cock into her, and make sure you fuck her the way you were fucking me ..."

"Which you never fucking did before, darling," Diana said, blowing me a kiss as she stopped playing with herself, opened her legs, and pulled him on top of her.

He slid inside her easily, and he bent forward and started sucking one of Diana's tits, the way he had mine. What a good idea, I thought, and I bent over and sucked her other one, getting a surprised look from her husband as our faces were barely inches apart, a tit in each of our mouths.

I let him pound away in her for a while, having to suck hard to keep her breast in my mouth as he moved her around as much as he had me, and just working my clit enough to keep me close, but not too close. I was loving it. Not just the fucking, but the feeling that I'd done something that would forever change their relationship for the better, towards openness and enjoyment, rather than frustration and guilt. Still, enough was enough.

"That's it, Arnie. You can fuck her tonight while I'm gone. Now, though you'll fuck me," I said, using all my strength to pulling him off his wife, and almost losing my direction as I saw her gorgeous cunt gape as he came out of her.

"I wanted you this morning, and now I'm going to fucking have you with your wife watching."

I wondered if I'd gone too far, and either he or Diana would resist, but I must have read him right. Even if his wife could fuck him now as well as me, the thrill of fucking a new woman was too much for him. He moved back to my side of the bed, I pulled my legs up with my hands, and he plunged his cock back into my sloppy, wet cunt.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deep into me, so that with each stroke his cock pushed my vagina further into my belly, which I could feel swelling as our bodies pressed together. I could hear the noises of Diana's hands stroking her slit, and working in and out of her hole as she watched her husband fuck.

"Screw the fucking slut, Arnie. Make the fucking bitch come the way you made me come. Fuck her cunt the way you'll fuck mine again tonight."

"Yeah, fuck me, Arnie. Fuck that woman you fingered while you spoke to you wife. Fuck her the way you wanted to then. Fuck her until you fill her cunt with your spunk. She can have what's left later, but I want you to empty your balls inside my vagina."

I don't think he really needed the encouragement, because he was banging away in me as hard as he could. For me, though, being fucked by a stranger, watched by his wife, who I'd fucked earlier, just set everything inside me tingling and jangling as if my guts were going to fly out any moment. I felt Diana's hand wrap around her husband's balls as his strokes shortened, and that just did it for me.

"FUCK!" I screamed, as the orgasm hit me. "Squeeze his balls, Diana, and inject as much of his seed in me as you can manage!"

She must have come then, because I felt the bed shudder as her hips lifted up, then slammed down against it, her body totally under the control of her twitching, climaxing cunt.

It took as ages to calm down, but when I glanced at the clock, I could see that I was going to be late home. I threw on my clothes, leaving Arnie's sperm inside me: after all, I was going to tell Bill all about my day, and a bit of demonstration always added to the enjoyment.

"I'll call you, Diana. There's a few more lessons I'd like to give you to complete your transformation. And don't either of you cheat without telling each other all about it, and make sure you fuck her the way you fuck me and all the other women, Arnie. Oh, by the way, why don't we go out as a foursome with my husband soon?"

"To a concert, or film, you mean?" Diana asked.

"Well, that as well, maybe, but mainly because I want to watch my husband fuck you, Diana. Ciao."

It had been a long day, and I was so late back Bill had already got dinner, and was fretting it would spoil. While we ate, I told him all about what had happened, getting played with in the shop, then fucked by the manager, then how I had expanded Diana's experiences, and set her and Arnie on a different course. I showed him the selfie we'd taken, then took of my clothes and let him push his fingers into me, and feel Arnie's spunk coating my vagina.

"Fuck it, Jo. I thought you were supposed to be having a day when you were well behaved? Yet you've fucked two women, and one of their husbands. I think you're getting out of control and need to be punished, don't you?"

What? This didn't sound like Bill of late.

"I couldn't help most of it, could I? Just the guy to start with, but did you have something in mind, Bill?"

"It's a nice evening, and the dog walker should be along soon, so go and get me four of those restraints and timed locks, and I'll lock you on to the garden seat. If anyone comes past, they may even be able to see the last of the spunk coming out of you, and they'll know just what a disgusting, dirty slut you have become."

Now, that's exactly the sort of punishment I like, so I went to get the locks, then gave them to him. What I didn't know, though, was just how much longer and naughtier the day was going to be. As he dragged me, naked, into the garden by my hair, I tried to put up a respectable show of hating what he was planning.

"No, Bill. I'm sorry. Please don't make me do this. I only showed my cunt to people when no one else could see. Please don't make me sit out here so anyone going past can see it, with sperm running out of me, as well as my naked tits."

Of course, he took no notice, and I'd have been so upset if he had! I sat in the centre of the garden seat, and Bill spread my arms and my legs, clamping them to the corners, so I had no movement, and my open legs did nothing to hide my slit, which was properly dripping after the walk through the garden.

"I'll just leave you out here until the locks open, Jo," Bill said, disappearing back inside, but I was sure he'd be watching from the bedroom window.

It was a gorgeous sunset, and being naked where anyone could see me was still a thrill, so I was enjoying myself. The only worry was that it might start to get a bit chilly when the sun finally disappeared, though I thought the locks would have opened by then. I rested my head back, closed my eyes, and replayed in my mind everything that had happened during the day, feeling my cunt starting to tingle again, and looking forward to Bill fucking me later.

"Shit!"

I was jolted back to reality by something cold and wet touching my pussy, and then rubbing around over it. When I opened my eyes and looked down, a large, black-haired dog was busy sniffy my cunt.

"Shoo! Shoo!" I shouted, but the dog was clearly too taken with my scent to give up that easily.

"Blackie, you naughty dog. Come back here this minute," a man's voice yelled, which at least made it pull back a bit and look around to its master.

Not long afterwards I saw a man and a slimmer, taller woman walking towards me. From the look of them I guessed they were in their early sixties, and now I knew who the dog walker was, or rather dog walkers were. The man grabbed the dog, put him back on its leash, and pulled him away from me. Suddenly I felt deeply ashamed, being naked in front of strangers old enough to be my parents, and with enough light that I knew they could see the spunk oozing out of me. That fucking dog had pointed it out, even if they hadn't noticed themselves.

"Good evening," the woman said, as I also saw Bill dashing out in his dressing gown to find out what was going on. "We've seen you before, of course, but never this close unfortunately. I'm Catherine, by the way, and this is Charles, my husband."

"Hi, I'm Jo, and that is my husband Bill, who thought it would be fun to lock me to the seat out here."

"Sorry about Blackie. He has a thing for crotches, especially women's, and especially when they ... um ... have been recently used. He's supposed to be some sort of Labrador - deer hound cross, but Catherine always calls him a cunthound," the man added, laughing.

I couldn't help noticing that both of them weren't making any attempt to look away, but were happily scanning my tits and my pussy.

"Well, I suppose we'd better leave you to it? Sorry about the dog, again, but I hope it hasn't spoiled your enjoyment, and I hope to see you again soon," the woman said, smiling, and pulled her husband off with her, leaving me wondering just how intentional those double meanings had been.

"Sorry, Jo, but it was quite funny, wasn't it, and you keep telling me how much you like exposing yourself, darling," Bill said, squeezing a tit, then kissing me.

"True, but shouldn't the locks have opened by now?"

"Oh fuck, Jo," he said, after checked all of the timed locks. "I meant to set them for 5 minutes, but I think I've set them for 50. Let me go back in, and see if there's any way to change them."

After a while Bill came back, this time in his dressing gown, and a sheepish grin on his face.

"Nope. There's no way of changing them, darling. Still, it would be a shame to waste the opportunity, wouldn't it?"

He shrugged off his dressing gown, then started playing with my tits.

"I think a whore like you, tied up like this, just deserves to get fucked, don't you, darling?" he said. "Let's give the dog walkers an extra thrill, 'coz I bet they're still watching from their house."

He put his hand behind my back, pulling me forward, and he slammed his cock up my slippery, cheating cunt. It wasn't the most comfortable position, that was for sure, but after he'd pushed his folded gown under my ass, he was in me far enough for us both to get maximum pleasure, though nowhere near as far up me as Arnie had been earlier.

Still, it was the knowledge that I was naked, out in the middle of the garden where anyone could see, and I was getting fucked by my husband that made me forget about the temperature, as I generated internal heat as my arousal soared up and up.

"I'll teach to you fuck other people, slut" Bill snarled.

"You don't need to teach me, darling, I know already. First Juanita, then Diana, then her husband, Arnie. Diana, ah, how you'd love her pale pink nipples, and the brilliant pink colour of her cunt, which would pump masses of perfumed cum into your mouth, like she did into mine. I even pimped for you, because she seemed to agree for you to fuck her when we meet up together."

"But you let her husband finger you, didn't you? Then fuck you right in front of her. I can feel his sperm squelching inside your cunt still."

Whether he could feel it or not, I doubted, but the knowledge that I had another man's seed inside me while my husband was fucking me sent a convulsion right through my insides. I knew I was going to come soon if he carried on driving his cock into me the way he was, and his hands kept squeezing my tits while I was powerless to defend myself.

"Well, maybe I could persuade Juanita to let you fuck her, darling. She was the opposite of Diana. Dark, exotic, everything bigger than life size: her massive tits, with her huge black areolas and thick stiff nipples, her curvaceous body, and between her legs enormous, dark lips, hanging down, ready to wrap around your cock when you plunder her vagina. Her cum is as hot and spicy as green salsa, and she's a squirter, so she'd piss over both of us."

God, the memory of Juanita's pee arcing out and hitting my pussy was too much for me, but luckily it was for Bill as well, and he rammed into me hard. As my back arched against the restraints, forcing him deeper into my guts, he added his sperm to Arnie's already in me.

"There, Jo, take that as a lesson: this is what you'll get every time you go out and let yourself get fucked by a stranger."

"Yes please, darling," I replied, kissing him lovingly on the mouth, "but maybe you could bring me a shawl or something because I think I'm going to get cold in a minute."

The dressing gown had got screwed up underneath me, as I got screwed myself, so at least my ass had something a bit warmer than the cold, wooden seat against it. Yes, I thought, I must have a few more of these well-behaved days if this is what happens at the end of it, but next time I'll check the locks myself before I let Bill close them up.

I was really starting to get cold when Bill came back with a shawl. I had goose bumps all over, and I swear that even my nipples, tight and stiff as they were had goose bumps on them. The trouble was that being held with my arms and legs wide apart, meant that the shawl only really covered my arms and shoulders, so I was still cold.

"I'll go back in and see if I can find a blanket or something, darling," Bill said, starting to look a bit concerned, as well he should, given it was his fault.

I'd gone back to dreaming about Diana and Arnie again, but in the hope it would make me feel warmer, I was imagining Arnie fucking me as I lay in front of a roaring log fire, while Diana was knelt over my face and I was licking backwards and forwards along her cunt. Shit, if only I could play with myself, it might have been working better than it was, as the emptiness in my vagina broke the image I was trying to create.

"Hello. We're back again."

I opened my eyes, and there were Catherine and Charles, but this time without the dog, and in dressing gowns which were carelessly closed, especially Charles', whose stiff cock kept peeking out at me as they came closer.

"I hope you don't mind, but even though I fucked Cath while we watched your husband fucking you, I just couldn't get you out of my mind," Charles said.