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Our Perfect Night Out  (FM/fm, Ds, Mm, Ff, oral, anal, slut wife,
spanking, exhibitionism)
(C)Copyright 2004   Sharku@aol.com

Sharku@NOSPAMAOL.COM
(remove 'NOSPAM' from the above address to contact me)

Author's Note:  This is my first attempt at writing something for
public consumption.  I would appreciate KIND comments both
positive and negative.  Especially welcome is constructive
criticism from the regular authors on ASSM.


CHAPTER I
It has been a long two weeks.  You've done your best to keep me
as hot and horny and frustrated as possible.  For the most part
it's been fun and games.  You know the sort we play.  Every night
you've demanded oral favors of me but haven't allowed me any
relief of my own, a short set of "orders" that I'm required to
comply with every day at home and the office.  Simple things for
the most part that have only served to keep my mind increasingly
focused on my cock and balls.   I must admit that at first it was
uncomfortable going to work all day wearing only a male thong and
ball cup.  Feeling my balls cupped and my ass cheeks exposed
really was...well odd.  Of course I was required to stroke myself
several times each day.  Sometimes you would even go so far as to
designate where and when.  The restroom was easy enough, although
dangerous.  But once it was at my desk during the lunch hour. 
Remaining alone in the cubicle area was fairly simple, I begged
off lunch offers by pretending I had a load of work to do.  Once
I was sure everyone was gone I slid my chair as far up underneath
the desk as I could, quickly unzipped my pants and pulled my
already hard cock out.  But stopping before I had an orgasm, that
was almost impossible.  LORD I wanted to shoot!  As I stroked
myself I was sure to email you a short note telling you I had
complied.

Let's see, what other devious things have you dreamed up for me?
Oh yes!  Let's not forget that every night I had to go to bed
with porn playing on the VCR and your naked body next to mine. 
Feeling your body next to mine, knowing how close your pussy was,
knowing that under no circumstances was I to touch you THAT was
hard!  And how many times every night would you "accidentally"
press your ass up against my groin?  Occasionally, I'd even feel
you snuggle against my crotch, spreading your legs and ass cheeks
slightly so that my constantly hard cock would sometimes slide
quietly up against your wetness.  Never would you acknowledge it,
unless it was to admonish and make me kneel between your legs so
I could lick and suck you to yet another orgasm.  Several nights
you bound up my cock and balls, inserted a vibrator into my ass,
tie my hands and feet to the bed and made me watch as a gang bang
video played and you masturbated yourself loudly.  And with that
damned vibrator on its lowest setting possible it was JUST enough
to drive me crazy.  As much as I begged that night you would only
deign to stroke me once every 10 minutes and then only for one
minute.  Then it was back to working on yourself.    I remember
you were telling me over and over again how much you needed lots
of cock.  You wanted big thick cocks, no matter the color.   And
someday I'm going to get you back for the phone calls!  Every
time I answered the phone at home I found your lips wrapped
around my cock.  No matter how distracting it was, no matter how
desperate to cum I became, you would stop and start slowly,
keeping me right on the edge.  By the end of this second week I'm
sure my friends thought I was drunk every night when they called.
 

 Finally it's Friday though and I'm eagerly anticipating relief
tonight.  The kids are spending the weekend with friends and you
are driving down Friday afternoon.  "We're going out tonight" is
all you'll tell me.  The drive home from work is excruciatingly
long and painful.  As I've been ordered, my cock is clearly
displayed to any who care to look.  Several times these past two
weeks men and women have been treated to views of my hard cock
and swollen balls.  Why would today be any different?  Eventually
I arrive home and hastily arrange myself, being sure to stuff my
cock back into my pants and zip up.  Still, the bulge is obvious.
 You haven't arrived home yet but the phone is ringing as I open
the door.  It's you, calling from the car to tell me you are 15
minutes away.  I hastily strip off my cloths and kneel at the
door, slowly stroking myself to insure that I'm hard, just as you
ordered.  The door opens and you enter, a small smile passing on
your face as you see my naked body.  You are dressed simply.  You
are wearing a short sundress and sandals, your nipples just
visible beneath the sheer fabric.  Saying nothing you walk over
to me, set your keys on the nearby table and thrust your pussy
into my face, "lick" you order simply.  I eagerly comply, licking
and sucking at your already dripping pussy.  You allow yourself a
few seconds pleasure and then imperiously thrust me away with an
order to get you a drink while you change. 

I follow with your favorite drink in hand.  A few minutes later I
am told that I will find cloths arranged on the bed in the guest
room and that I am to dress only in what is laid out.  Lying on
the bed I find a pair of slacks, pleated and slightly baggy, a
plain white dress shirt of soft linen, shoes, socks, and a belt.
Noticeably missing are underpants.  I quickly change; briefly
stroking my cock again to insure it is hard, and return to the
living room to wait on you.  After a few minutes you emerge from
the bedroom.  The change is stunning.  You are dressed in an
extremely short, pleated skirt, almost sheer blouse with lacy bra
underneath, high heals and thigh high stockings.  The tops of
your hose are just visible under your skirt, emphasizing the fact
that you are not wearing any panties.  You walk over to the couch
and slowly bend over.  Your ass cheeks emerge from under your
skirt.  "Lick my ass," you order.  Without hesitation I kneel at
your feet and spread your ass cheeks, exposing the rose of your
hole.  I eagerly begin licking at your ass, savoring your taste
and smell.  You can't help but moan with pleasure as I stick my
tongue deep into your ass.  I glance up and notice that you are
massaging your tits and nipples; it's obvious that I am not the
only one that is horny and ready for sex!

You stand up and we are ready to go as quickly as that.  My pants
bulge from the hard on my pants are failing to hide.  You order
me to drive while you relax and finish the drink you've taken. 
Once we are on the road heading into town you order me to unzip
my pants and stroke myself.  Reminding me that you haven't
changed any rules.  It's obvious that you are incredibly horny. 
You shock me by lifting your own skirt, spreading your legs and
fingering your pussy.  Oblivious to anyone who might see you, you
don't even concern yourself when we pull next to a truck and he
honks his horn in appreciation of your naked pussy.  I can't be
sure but during the ride I'd swear that you came at least twice!
I am surprised when I finish following your directions and we
wind up in front of Spanky's, a notorious bar catering to the
BDSM crowd.  I didn't think you would be this bold in public! 
Even more surprising is the table you lead me to inside.  In a
darkened corner of the bar is another couple sitting at a table,
apparently expecting someone?  They express pleasure at finally
meeting you!  The change in your demeanor is startling.  You go
from the dominant mistress I have become accustomed to, to an
unsure submissive.  The man is tall, muscular and handsome with
blond hair and strong build.  She is dark, possibly Hispanic, and
taller than you with large breasts barely covered by a tight
fitting corset of leather.  

They speak to you for a few seconds, making it clear they at
least know your name.  Then indicating we should sit they TELL
you to slide in first, placing me on the outside and you next to
the lady.  Feeling slightly off balance I let you talk to these
people, mainly because it is becoming apparent that you know
them.  After a few minutes the man turns to me and introduces
himself as Brian, his lady friend is Kate.  He then explains that
the three of you have been talking for the past 2-3 weeks over
the Internet.  You had posted an advertisement searching for a
dominant couple and they had answered.  The three of you had
spoken several times and they had agreed to meet you and I.  At
this point the man turned back to you and without preamble
explains that the time for a decision is now.  You are to follow
Kate into the restroom.  There, you and she will talk and should
you decide that you wish to accept them as your mistress and
master you will remove your blouse, kneel and lick and suck
Mistress Kate's pussy until she is satisfied.  You will then put
your blouse back on and return to the table and place your bra on
the table in full view of everyone.  Of course you realize that
with your blouse being as sheer as it is your tits will become
easily visible to anyone catching a glance in the light.  Should
you return to the table with your bra on, they will assume that
you have not accepted your position as their slave and they will
call the evening concluded.  

You blush slightly and then quickly follow Kate into the lady's
room.  We are separated for about 15 minutes when you return,
your tits clearly visible in the faint light from the candle on
the table.  As the waitress returns to take another order from us
you hesitate slightly before shyly placing your bra on the table
in full view of everyone.  You try and turn away from the
waitress but MASTER Brian orders you to turn to the waitress and
tell her what you would like to drink.  She grins evilly and
looks you up and down as she takes your order.  You turn to me
and ask me to get up so you can slide in.  I look at Master Brian
quickly and he nods, indicating I should stand up.  With my head
bowed in embarrassment I stand up and slide out from under the
table.  My cock instantly springs into view.  The waitress
giggles and takes my order as you and Mistress Kate slide into
the booth.  I almost jump as the waitress slides her pencil over
my hard cock and presses it down.  It jumps and flops briefly
before I sit down.  

Our new arrangement is quickly apparent as you are now sitting
between our new mistress and master.  I am sitting alone on the
other side of the booth.  Mistress and master are very careful to
illustrate to everyone within view the fact that you are with
them both.  They take turns gently turning your head to theirs
and kissing your lips.  Although no one seems shocked by this
behavior they are amused.  Equally amusing is the waitress' look
when she returns to see my wife giving in to the attentions of
another couple in my full view.  Master explains briefly what my
decision entailed.  When you left, master quickly explained that
he and mistress Kate had been giving you email orders for about 2
weeks.  Very similar stuff to what you and I had played at but
theirs were hard rules and orders, things that had to be done or
there would be consequences.  He explained that you were being
trained as a cock tease.  Simply put you were being trained to
crave sex and to get it whenever, where ever with whomever you
wanted to or where was demanded of you.  My place in all this
should I accept it was to help you get the cock and pussy you
wanted.  From now on any pleasure I was to get was to be strictly
controlled by them.  In addition, I was to help you get sex
whenever you demanded it or it was demanded of you.  And although
you were subservient at all times to them, I was subservient to
your need for other men's cock.  I was not to cum without your or
their permission.  To express MY agreement I had to immediately
pull my cock out and begin stroking it with passion, not hiding
it even when the waitress returned.  When she asked what I
thought I was doing I was to continue stroking my cock, look her
straight in the eye and explain that my master had ordered me to
jack off while she watched.  Of course I immediately complied and
began stroking my cock for the returning waitress.  She watched
for a few minutes and when it became obvious that I was about to
cum she imperiously ordered me to stop, noting that if I made a
mess she'd only have to clean it up.  I was then ordered to leave
my cock out for all to see and wait for your return.



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