The Humiliation Game

Part I: My Turn

Amanda was bent across the mattress.

I grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked hard, forcing my hot wife to stare at our reflection in the dresser mirror beside our bed. Then I leaned near her ear and hissed, "Watch as I fuck you like a dog."

The dull thud of skin slapping skin was rapid as I brutally penetrated Amanda from behind. But her pussy was already so wet that my cock easily sawed in and out like a knife through butter. I grunted with exertion as Amanda moaned. But I as fucked her, I continued to pull her hair... not too hard, but with enough force to maintain pretense.

And through it all, my wife held my lustful gaze.

Amanda and I had been married for 10 years, and she was even more beautiful--- and sexier--- than the day I first laid eyes on her. Standing at 5'6, she possessed long straight black silky hair that ran to her hips and constantly smelled like freshly cut flowers. Her naturally tan skin was smooth and flawless. Yoga, regular workouts at the gym, and running 10+ miles every week may have bestowed onto Amanda an athletic physique, including a V-shaped upper torso, toned arms and legs, and killer abs, but it didn't detract from her feminine curves. Any man---and many women--- within eyesight couldn't help but be mesmerized by her perfect 34C tits and incredible, sculpted ass. Her brown, slightly almond-shaped eyes gave her a decidedly exotic countenance, and always seemed to be twinkling with some sort of naughtiness or inside joke that only she was aware of. However, Amanda's adorable freckles were perhaps her sexiest physical trait of all.

But all of that paled in comparison to her intelligence, generosity, & witty sense of humor.

My wife was, in my humble opinion, PERFECT in every sense of the word.

The physical side of our relationship had always been satisfying, but as our marriage evolved so did our sex life. What was once something that was fairly vanilla had progressed beyond what Amanda and I could've ever imagined. We became more adventuresome and physical in bed. We began taking risks and experimenting.

And our love was better for it!

I peered down at Amanda's smooth unblemished backside, from her upper torso down to her hips and ass. Her body was so incredible that looking at it--- no, merely thinking about it--- was perpetually enough to induce an instant erection.

And right now, I was very hard.

I slammed hard into Amanda again but instead of retracting my hips for another thrust, I remained rooted and grinded heavily into her pussy. The change in my maneuver caused her to squeal. She was completely at my mercy, and that dominance unapologetically gave me perverse pleasure as I watched her through the mirror.

I love watching my wife.

Amanda flailed helplessly and attempted to squirm away. However, my erection, literally, kept her pinned in place. Chuckling at her effort, I draped my full weigh onto her backside. A lesser woman would've collapsed, but my fit wife supported me with relative ease. Her smooth skin was hot and sweaty like mine. And as Amanda planted her hands on the bed to push me off, I quickly trapped in her "full nelson", slipping my arms beneath her shoulders then bringing them back behind her head where I interlocked my fingers.

"God, I love fucking you when you're a helpless... I could fuck you like this for hours." I tightened my hold and applied more force to the back of Amanda's head. I was getting off on dominating her.

And she was getting off on being dominated.

"You're such a good little whore," I complimented. "Getting fucked like a dog, and taking it like a champ. But we both know what you really want."

Amanda grunted, and I wasn't sure whether it from affirmation or another hard thrust.

"Tell me." I rattled her cruelly. "I want to hear it from your filthy mouth."

"More cock."

"Louder!"

"More cock!"

"That's my girl!" Cackling loudly, I rolled our bodies in unison, keeping my erection wedged inside Amanda so that we were now sitting at the edge of the bed. She pretended to struggle once more, but I still trapped her in a "full nelson". I jackhammered upward several times before I decided it was time for my wife to indulge yourself.

"Time to give you what you want, slut."

I beckoned to the figure who had been silently observing from the shadows.

Chase stepped forward.

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Chase was a handsome young man whom I handpicked for Amanda. We had first encountered him at the gym almost a year ago when he hit on her as she worked out. At 25 years of age, he was almost 6 years younger than Amanda and precisely 16 years my junior. Standing over 6 feet tall with dirty blonde hair and green eyes that I surmised had captivated plenty of women, Chase sported a powerful build with thick limbs and a broad chest. Amanda constantly teased me that she wanted to have sex with him, but I knew there was truth behind her humor.

I loved her so much that I decided to make her wish come true.

It took weeks of badgering before Amanda finally relented and confessed her excitement. And during that time, I discovered that fantasizing about my hot wife fucking other men was an inexplicably HUGE turn on. It was something that I couldn't have fathomed not that long ago, but such was the evolution of our sex life. The idea of sharing Amanda quickly rose near the top of my favorite fetishes which included, among other things, Asian woman, bondage, and, of course, voyeurism.

But when Amanda agreed to pursue Chase, she turned the tables on me with an unexpected requested.

She wanted the handsome young man to join us in a threesome!

I readily agreed. After all, the only thing more appealing than the thought of Amanda fucking another man was watching and joining. I already had in mind the countless ways that we would ravish her sexy body.

Chase couldn't resist Amanda's flirting, even with my presence, and who could blame him? My wife was gorgeous beyond compare on her worst day. However, when she was at her utmost confidence and clad in her customary gym attire--- a snug sports bra that showed off her perfect tits and rippling 6-pack, and form-fitting yoga pants that accentuated her incredible ass--- he stood no chance.

It didn't take long before I deemed Chase a worthy partner for my wife. He was not only extremely good-looking, but intelligent. And despite his youthfulness, Chase possessed a serious side that I knew Amanda was attracted to. The young man also held a well-paying job, so he wasn't just some bum off the streets. Most importantly, however, was the respect he displayed towards Amanda---and me--- even though he obviously wanted to fuck my wife.

Chase eagerly agreed to join us for a threesome the instant we brought it up.

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Chase had been patiently standing in the corner as he watched us fuck.

Now, however, he leered with carnal excitement as I offered my hot wife to him, stroking himself as he stalked forward.

Our threesomes always started the same: Chase waited and observed as Amanda and I worked ourselves into a frenzy. Only then could he participate. But Amanda and I always made certain that his wait with worth it.

I couldn't see Amanda's face but sensed that she was hungrily licking her lips.

"Ready to get your dick sucked again, Chase?"

"Am I ever."

"Do what you do best," I told my wife derisively. "Make me proud."

I pushed Amanda forward...

... and she swallowed her lover's enormous manhood effortlessly.

Chase started fucking my wife's throat while I recommenced thrusting into her pussy. At first glance, it may have appeared that Amanda was helpless, but she purposefully twisted her neck and shifted her body to heighten our pleasure. She even slurped loudly, and allowed spit and precum to trickle down her chin and drip onto her tits, all for my benefit.

My wife was well aware that I loved it when she was loud and sloppy.

My wife was well aware that I loved to watch her serve Chase.

Strange, I thought to myself humorously. I had a closeup view of the love of my life giving a handsome man, who was, literally, young enough to be my son, a blowjob, yet I felt no jealousy whatsoever. In fact, this was our 4^th threesome with Chase, and each time was better than the last.

Each time, Chase and I humiliated Amanda even more unabashedly.

"Have you ever seen such incredible tits?" I asked him.

"No, sir, I have not."

"Give 'em a squeeze while Mandy blows you."

Chase didn't need further prodding. He reached down with both hands to fondle my wife, cupping her breasts and groping them. They were so perfect that he blurted, "I want to fuck her tits so bad!"

I couldn't help but chuckle. It was always amusing to see the impact Amanda had on all men especially her young lover. "That's just I wanted to hear. Help yourself!"

I released Amanda from the "full nelson", and she immediately slipped our threesome partner out of her mouth. There was wetness all over her lips and chin, and I wiped a copious amount onto my hand to smear it all over her chest. My wife already knew what I had in mind, so she leaned back and presented herself to Chase. After he lay the flat of his erection against her chest, I immediately pressed her breasts against it.

Then Chase began to fuck Amanda's incredible tits.

He swore like a sailor while pumping his hips. "I can't believe this," he gasped.

Chase always said that during our threesomes.

I was still railing upward into Amanda's pussy, but after letting the young man pleasure himself with her breasts for a bit, I decided it was time to indulge myself some more. Chase wisely back away as I pushed my wife from my lap and ushered her to the floor. "You're about to get 2 cocks for the price of one, slut. Get on your knees where you belong."

Chase and I were mirror images as we stood on either side of my wife, legs spread, hands on hips, and silly grins on our faces. Amanda took our erections into each hand and began diligently stroking us. She turned to me first, sucking and licking my cockhead while continuing to masturbate us before turning to Chase and bestowing him the same pleasure. Back and forth she went like a tireless machine sucking, stroking, and licking.

I weaved my fingers through Amanda's hair and, with my opposite hand, reached down to grope one of her slick breasts.

Chase did the same.

I fist-bumped my partner then looked down at Amanda. "Let's spitroast this hot bitch and give her the fucking she deserves!"

Chase nodded. While he was an eager participant, I could tell that Amanda and I still often stunned him with our actions and words. Before our first encounter, we were very clear with him about our boundaries, but they quickly blurred as our threesomes became progressively more extreme. Still, while Chase could be very physical with my wife, he was always mindful of her well-being and took cues from us in terms of how to treat her.

Amanda and I were grateful and appreciative.

I yanked Amanda to her feet, grabbed the scruff of her of neck, and nudged her forward so that her upper half was parallel to the floor. Then I promptly lined my cockhead with her pussy and shoved it in once more.

Chase placed his hand under my wife's chin and angled her head upward so he could look into her eyes. "God, you're so fucking hot. I've never wanted any girl as much as I want you." We knew the young man was speaking from the heart by the catch in his voice.

My wife beamed proudly at being called "girl" by a much younger lover, and I knew that she would reward him for the compliment. She eyed his considerable cock, which was twitching dangerously close to her face, and licked her lips suggestively. Chase noticed, seized his erection by its base, and slapped it against her freckled cheek. In response, Amanda stuck out her tongue invitingly.

Chase tapped his dripping cockhead against it.

"Open wide, baby. I have something for you."

Amanda obeyed and took him in.

I nodded at Chase, and we began thrusting simultaneously.

The way he stared down at my hot wife made me ungodly proud. I spanked Amanda as I fucked her, and the young man reached down to fondle her tits as he attempted to pierce her lungs. Though Amanda's vagina was so wet and loose that I could've fisted it, I mocked her by commenting how tight she was. Chase's cock filled her throat and made her response unintelligible, but Amanda responded in her own way by reaching back and stretching her pussy wider for me.

"Goddamn," I muttered.

Chase and I ran out palms all over Amanda's body. He marveled at the touch of her warm smooth skin like I always did, and I smirked inwardly as I recalled the numerous instances when I caught him ogling my wife at the gym. We jostled Amanda roughly between us, but she was so physically fit that she tolerated the pounding effortlessly.

Amanda suddenly shifted in a half-hearted attempt to escape.

"Oh no, you don't!" I grabbed her wrists and pulled, making her current predicament even more precarious. Chase was pumping into her mouth so brutally that wet guttural sounds emanated from the back of her throat as she drooled. I was delighted. "Chase, are you ready to nail my wife's pussy? She's been desperately wanting you to fuck her again."

"I'm ready... if you both are."

Amanda managed a "Mmm hmm!" with a full mouth, and I nodded, too.

Chase disengaged, and my wife rose to her full height with a loud sigh. Her illustrious hair was a tousled mess and her magnificent tits glistened with bodily fluids. However, her smile was radiant.

This was Amanda at her best and in her full glory.

She threw me a sly wink and, in a tender gesture that momentarily broke the moment, took Chase by the hand and led him to our bed. Before they climbed on, however, Amanda kissed him passionately. His hands were all over her as their lips smothered each other while their tongues wrestled.

Most men didn't possess the self-confidence to watch their wives make out with a virile, handsome younger man, but I happily observed and masturbated.

After an exceptionally long time--- and a whole lot of groping--- Chase murmured reluctantly. I knew he was enthralled by Amanda and would've been content to kiss her forever. But he understood his purpose.

He eventually pulled away, turned my wife and planted his palm on her upper back, and shoved her onto the bed.

Amanda's young lover was about to fuck her doggystyle just like I had done.

In a deliberately slow way, she spread her long legs into a wide stance and wiggled her bottom tantalizingly.

The invitation was not subtle.

Chase eyes widened in awe. Amanda gave him a barely perceptible nod, and he turned to me with an expression that belied his envy. "I'm going to fuck your wife now, Sy."

Amanda and I shared a knowing look, and my response to Chase was intentionally vulgar. "Tear that pussy apart and make her scream."

Wasting no more time, the handsome young man positioned himself behind Amanda, spit on his hands then rubbed himself and, for good measure, lubricated her slit by massaging his saliva all over it. Then landing a hard spank on my wife's bottom, a gesture that was intended to be foreplay as well as a warning, he grasped her hips and began ravaging the love of my life in front of me.

Their panting and moans...

The sight of Amanda's firm breasts rocking with every thrust...

The dirty talk between my wife and her young lover...

I was mesmerized by the sight and sounds of their sex.

I eventually came around to lay next to Amanda and touched my forehead to hers, our personal sign of affection since our very first date. "God, you're so beautiful when you're getting fucked."

I peered down, oddly fascinated by the sight of a thick cock ploughing into my wife's pussy. My hand squeeze and fondled her breasts for a while before it slithered down to her smooth clit. I massaged it lovingly, delighted to discover and Amanda's lover was making her as aroused as she was making me. Her pussy exuded wetness, and I brought them to her lips.

"Taste yourself."

She licked and sucked my fingers clean.

Chase watched our exchange, and it encouraged him fuck her even harder.

Unable to be a bystander any longer, I rose onto both knees so I was perpendicular to Amanda. As my erection wagged and leaked needily, she gave it several loving strokes before taking it down her throat once more. Suddenly, Chase and I were both inside of her.

"Fuck," I moaned explosively.

Chase and I did not hold back as we double-penetrated my wife. The momentum of their bodily impact caused her to lurch deeper onto my cock each time. As I did whenever Amanda gave me a blowjob, I brushed her hair aside so I could get a clear view of my cock sliding in and out of her pretty face.

But Amanda didn't hold back, either. She easily withstood the force Chase's aggressive penetrations, and now her head was bobbing on my erection. We degraded her and egged her on with lewd words. Chase was as aroused we were, and the sound of his pounding and spanking coincided with the wet squelching sounds from her mouth.

I looked up and admired Amanda's sleek and sinuous profile view through the dresser mirror. I thrusted gently and grinned as the tip of my erection caused her right cheek to protrude obscenely. I patted it in a demeaning way. But Amanda pushed my hand away to slap her own cheek several times, sending pleasant shockwaves coursing through me.

Then she began wiggling her head further onto my cock, murmuring and gurgling as she did, and I knew that I couldn't hold out much longer.

Chase and I may have been fucking her like a ragdoll, but we all knew who truly wielded the power.

I looked at him, and he nodded in understanding.

Amanda pulled up and looked back at the young man as he suddenly withdrew to retrieve something from his clothes that were piled somewhere on the carpet. Then she regarded me curiously with one raised eyebrow while continuing to stroke my cock. "Should I be nervous?" my wife asked drolly.

"Very."

Chase promptly returned holding an item in each hand. 2 metal orbs the size of pearls but much heavier each dangled from a short chain that was connected to a small clamp on the other end. It was difficult to discern the rubber tips covering jaws of the clamps without looking very closely. Both items were completely black, given them a wicked flair.

Chase eyed Amanda with an evil grin as he slowly swayed the orbs like a pendulum; he was taunting her, and it made me very excited.

My wife, who was too innocent to recognize the items, regarded us in confusion.

"They're nipple weights," I informed her casually.

Amanda's eyes widened. We had dabbled with sex toys--- vibrators, dildoes, and anal beads--- before, but not nipple weights. And never anything with Chase.

It was time to expand our horizons again.

I smirked at Chase. "Would you be so kind as to put them on her?"

The young man intentionally didn't acknowledge Amanda. "With pleasure."

Amanda suddenly became rigid as I slid into her from behind. The underside of my stiff manhood pressed along the vertical crease of her ass, and it was an exquisite sensation as I grinded against it. Then, encircling her with my arms, I cupped her breasts to protrude her nipples, which were already as erect as Chase and I were.

Chase, very delicately, attached the clamps to those very pert nipples.

She winced and bit her lower lip, but didn't resist.

"Good girl." I patted Amanda's head condescendingly then scampered over the nightstand where I hastily retrieved an object from the top drawer. I returned with her lipstick in hand. "Time to pretty you up so more."