Hubby makes wife proud with his cocksucking ways

Hubby makes wife proud with his cocksucking waysA few weeks before this past Halloween my girlfriend and I decided to dress up as a hooker and her pimp. It was her suggestion as we were fucking on our bed and I immediately assumed she would be the hooker. I eagerly said yes seeing myself as the pimp. It wasn’t until a few days later that I got a better idea of what she had in mind when I came home and saw my outfit all laid out. “Honey, what’s this?” I asked. She came out of the closet all decked out like a 70s pimp, complete with furry hat and pimping jacket. “Oh that’s your outfit.” She said. “I thought it would look great on you. See, a short leather miniskirt, a pair of fishnets, crotchless underwear, of course, and you have no idea how long it took me to find the heels in a man’s size. I had to go all the way downtown to find a tranny store before I knew they would fit.” I just stared at it, not really believing the whole thing that she had in mind. The last time she talked me into doing something I was unsure of was when she bought herself a strapon. When I balked at first she simply put it on before starting to suck and stroke me. I was lying down on our bed as she slowly rotated herself around until her “cock” was at my lips. She started to gyrate her hips, slapping her cock against my mouth and cheeks until I relented. She watched as I sucked her in, while stroking me, playing with my balls, and sliding her finger down to my hole. I have to admit, as I admitted to her, how much I got into sucking her dick.In time she opened me up to having my lubricated ass fucked by her. I tried it doggy, but really got off on seeing her breasts bounce as she plowed me lying down. She loved stroking me while fucking my ass to watch me shoot all over my chest. She would usually say something along the lines of, “Oh, you messy little slut you. Now you’ll have to clean it up,” before scooping my cum up with her fingers and feeding it to me. It took very little time for me to get used to our kink before I really started looking forward to her, and our, new distraction.But there I was, seeing what she had in mind for Halloween that was rapidly approaching. “How do you like mine?” She asked while doing a little twirl.I just smiled as I knew that she knew that I would relent and fall in line. “It’s güvenilir bahis a twist on the whole pimp and prostitute thing, don’t you think? Besides, we both know how much you love sucking and fucking my cock, don’t we…”Along came Halloween and we donned our costumes. Let me just say, my wife made a very hot pimp, but while I’m attractive as a man, I will never be a hot and sexy woman. The mini was a bit too short, the heels kept slipping, and the fishnets were quickly scratched with holes in the knees. Even the makeup became a bit smeared, especially my lipstick. But that was from my wife trying to make it all up to me as she allowed me to suck her strap-on. All in all, I guess I did look like a slightly used prostitute – which played well into our costumed setup.We went out to a bar, where we both got quite the looks. People admired her and looked dubiously at me. When women and couples would come up to us and ask us what we were dressed up as, my wife would say, “I’m the pimp, and this is my…” waiting a few beats to let me chime in “and I’m her prostitute.” The women would walk away giggling and the couples would usually make some kind of a comment before moving on. I got my ass grabbed a few times, and felt up by a woman who was checking to make sure it was all there. Funny enough most of the men just stayed away. Then one couple came over, he was a pretty big dude in lion suit and she was a cute Dorothy in a gingham skirt. He had a wicked grin and she carried an attitude that you could feel from a mile away. They eyed us up and down as they introduced themselves. It was Samantha that said it first, “So I get you’re the pimp,” motioning to my wife, “but what are you?” I said “I’m the prostitute.”To which she reached down and grabbed my half erect cock, “Nah, I think you’re the bitch.” My wife just smiled as Neil chimed in, “If she’s the hooker how much for a blowjob?”There, Dorothy and her lion had just set the tone. My wife just smiled like the cat who ate the canary. “The bitch will suck you right for twenty.” She elbowed me. “Wouln’t you bitch? From your knees?”I nervously laughed as I watched Neil’s lips curl up in a smirk. Samantha nodded at my wife. “Really, is that what it costs these days?” We were in dark area of the bar, between the bar proper and the dance area when türkçe bahis my wife pulled her “cock” out and said, “she’s been practicing on this, but I know she’ll do just fine on the real thing.”Neil and Samantha begin teasing me once they discovered what we’d been up to in the privacy of our bedroom. My wife was letting it all hang out there and Neil even reached down to life up my mini. Upon seeing that I was fully erect he laughed and told everyone how hard I was. Samantha put an arm around him and asked how he’d like a blowjob from me. He just looked at her and smiled even broader as if she just said the magic word. “Come on, I’ll even pay the pimp, if that’s what it’s going to take.”My wife just put her cock back in her pants and took the twenty that Samantha offered to her in what I had hoped was a jest. It wasn’t. So off we went in our two cars, us following them, until they pulled up into a nice, clean, suburban house, complete with green lawn and white picket fence.My wife and I had been talking the whole way to their house. I wasn’t sure I was up for this, but my wife kept reaching down to feel how hard my cock was. She said I could pull out at any time, but then that would be the end of our little secret and she would pull out too and just throw the strap-on away.I was torn. But she was right. This was, in so many ways, what I truly and deeply wanted. When we entered their house it was a beautiful place. Elegant furniture, all the latest stereo equipment, well appointed couches to lounge on and deep seats to sink back into. Neil walked past us as my wife and Samantha tittered eagerly. I caught sight of Samantha cupping my wife’s face before kissing her fully on her mouth as her tongue slid into my wife’s lips. Her hands went to my wife’s breasts as my wife returned the kiss and cupped Sam’s ass. I could see them start it all up as Neil sat back on one of the chairs and motioned me over. I took a timid step, and he said, “come on bitch, you’ve already been paid for. Now are you just going to stand there, or are you going to get to work on this.” What emerged was a very heavy nine inch cock with a beautiful mushroom head. Even I had to admit that was a beautifully hung piece of meat.From over my shoulder I could see Samantha already sucking on my wife’s left nipple. My wife güvenilir bahis siteleri was all eyes on me as I took another step forward, smiling at where it was all going. She slipped Samantha’s gingham dress over her as I, true to my wife’s bidding sunk to my knees and touched the first cock I ever touched. It actually had weight to it. I mean it was heavy. But before I put it in my mouth I turned my head and sank down to his balls. I licked his ball sack as I could feel his meat flop onto my face. I went lower and licked that space just below his ball sac. That space I loved when it was licked on me. I could hear the silence in the room as my wife and Samantha stopped what they were doing to watch me give this dude the blowjob of the century. I soon heard Neil moan and my wife and Sam purr as I raised up and sank my mouth over his cock and as far as I could go. I wasn’t able to deep throat him, but I made it pretty damned close. Apparently the blowjobs I had given to my wife’s cock paid off. Or should I say those sudden thrusts from her had loosened up my throat enough so that I didn’t choke too much that night. As I fell in love with his cock I could feel hands push my head down ever so lightly, pump my hips back and forth, and yes, explore my own ass as I relaxed it and allowed them to treat me like the cheap prostitute I was dressed up to be. It all became a blur after that. One moment I looked up to see my wife riding his cock as I licked her ass and his balls. Another moment and Samantha was fingering my ass while sucking me deeply into her own mouth. In another moment Neil’s cock filled my mouth as Samantha rode my cock and my wife fingered her like Dorothy had never experienced in all her days in Oz.The next morning we all woke, our costumed s**ttered about their living room. Neil was making us coffee and his cock just seemed at half mast. “God,” I thought to myself, “does that thin ever deflate?”I went over and just had to hold it, to stroke it, and eventually drop to my knees again to suck on it. My hands were on his ass for support and my mouth was filled with his meat when I heard my wife come up behind me and touch my head. “Oh you nasty little slut you. Now you’re going to have to clean it all up when he cums. Don’t spill a drop you little whore.” I mumbled though my filled lips that I wouldn’t. I could feel the glow of her smile and how proud she was of me – her little strap-on loving, cock sucking slut had done her proud and we both knew would do her proud again, no matter what she asked me to do.