3 A Dairy conversion Part 2 - Sex Stories

3 A Dairy conversion Part 2

... the first stroke landed on the right buttock a single red stripe showing small droplets of bl**d, “On” I shouted he struck again this time to the left, with the same effect, the next he struck as he filled her mouth with his semen, his aim distracted it hit between the buttocks the tip curling down to strike my beloved wife on her moist clitoris. Her climax hit her hard, as the blow landed; gasps of deep joy, as she fought to take in air her face red, radiating a look of pure ecstasy as she slumped onto the table exhausted. Sam stepped back looking startled as he looking askance of me? Had he hurt her too much? Was she damaged? Did I mind? All these thoughts I saw cross his mind, so I reassured him, telling him that was a great orgasm, had he not experienced one before? He said he had but never one as intense as that had produced. Together we unlashed Ann then I helped him to lift her onto the Saint Andrews cross facing us, and revealing all her womanly charms to us, she didn`t resist at all her chin resting on her chest a look of supreme enjoyment on her face. Sam gently fondled her breasts, ran his hands down to her sex, kissed her between her lower lips, I could see he was aroused again. “Here” I said “try these” and threw him a couple of my latest toys, Domestic clothes pegs, with a sadistic smile he quickly attached them to her nipples, the he took the box from me and began attaching them to the lips of her sex, one, two three, four to each lip, each one bringing a new ...

... level of pain to my poor wife`s body, each duly recognised by an in-drawing of breath, the loose skin under her arms, soon found itself a target and lastly her tongue. Sam stepped back to admire his handy-work, then sat himself on the sofa to watch her writhe in agony at the discomfort of the pegs and the bruising of the backside, she began to sob and moan to herself her muffled voice referring to us both as sadistic bastards, and begging us to release her from her torment her speech distorted by the peg on her tongue. She did not use our safe word so I left her to enjoy her situation for a short while longer. Both Sam and I had dicks like iron bars as we released her from the cross , taking the pegs from her tongue, sex lips and under arms as we did so, we left the nipples and laying her on the carpet, Sam was soon in the saddle, pumping away like a man possessed. Together they both climaxed a loud rough, hard climax that left them both drained, he rolled off and I quickly took his position, thrusting into my near collapsed wife, her sloppy sex running in what felt must be a gallon of his spend, she lay like a rag doll as I added to the mess. It took a good half hour for Sam and me to recover; to the point on shaky legs we could help Ann back to the house. In our living room she d****d herself over the table as she had done in the Dairy while Sam on her instruction applied some soothing antiseptic cream to the wounds he had so recently given her, I made coffee and the three ...