Amelia's Pet
Peering out through the slats of the closet door in the master bedroom I had a pretty clear view of my dear wife writhing about on our bed, as a big strong Black Man pounded her poor pussy with a frenzy! His name is Ron, and he works with Amelia in sales. As I listened to her squeals and watched her squirming on our marital bed, I reached down to my panty covered cock and rubbed the hardness through the silky material. My, but it felt wonderful! Oh yes, I was quite erect, shamefully, at watching a strange man give my wife what she claimed she could not get from me, her husband... a good hard fucking!
But I harbored no anger, just regret. Regret, and fascination. I should have been man enough to stop this, but I have never been very assertive, certainly not with my wife.
It's my own fault, that's what Amelia says. If I had been a real man, with a man sized penis perhaps I could count on her to be faithful and loving. Well, I think she loves me...after all she did marry me over a year ago in a beautiful ceremony she choreographed. It was a full blown "Amelia affair" with me dressed in a white tux with a pink cummerbund and a matching pink tie. You can just imagine what she made me wear underneath. I certainly did not change into my wedding clothes in front of my best man., that's for sure!
When I question her motives, or her love for me, she just tells me that I'm silly, and if she didn't love me she wouldn't indulge my need to wear pretty panties everyday. I tried to object, telling her that the panties were her idea, but she just laughs and gently strokes my erection pushing against the silky frillies, making fun of the way my cock leaks and stains the panties as it pokes straight out like a school boy.
As for myself I was so full of love for her, so wanting to share intimacy with her that I must have overlooked some things along the way, missed some danger signs, and I just accepted her taking over. She is a force of nature, my Amelia! You should see the way she bosses her friends!
The panties do feel nice though and she swears she thinks no less of me for wearing them, just as my dear Mother accepted it, with a knowing smile. She discovered me in her panties masturbating as a boy, quite frequently actually. All boys do that, don't they? I mean you go the bathroom and every day, there on the top of the hamper are Mother's used panties from the day before, casually laying there where a guy can't help but notice them, right? Mother said it was a perfectly normal activity, just a phase to sniff, wear and jerk off in them, and it brought us closer knowing that I enjoyed wearing her used panties so often. And besides, she reasoned, it did cut down on the washing, and we recycled everything at our house, like a lot of folks. It just made sense and did no harm, other than the pre stain treatment she made me perform on the panties, some of those stains were really difficult to remove. After a while some panties never came clean, and were forever stained with youthful secretions. But Mother would still wear them, though she would chastise me about my sissy stains and wonder why I couldn't use a tissue when I spurt.
There was a shift in position on the bed, and I was jarred back to my senses seeing that big strong Man put my wife on all fours.
"Drop your head now, bitch, and spread that hole for me. That's it! Oh yeah, I like seeing you in bitch mode. Gonna slide it into your phat ass now Baby, I didn't tell you I like to fuck ass."
My dear wife just moaned and clutched her pillows, her face lying on it's side, staring at the closet. She licked her lips and blew me a kiss as Ron pushed his big cock into her and she begged him to go easy on her. But she submitted, her ass hole opened up and he entered her slowly but relentlessly.
His impertinence made my cock twitch and jump and I almost squealed out, thinking about what she must be feeling, knowing she was about to be penetrated from behind. Gosh, I'll bet that hurts!
She's a striking woman, my wife. With long wavy red hair and a pretty face always beautifully made up, I was so proud to be seen with her. I always admired her skill with makeup though as our relationship progressed her eyes became more strongly made up, with blended jewel tones and heavy mascara around her green eyes. She's a bit of a flirt, and I know the men who we encountered as a couple must have been very jealous of me. She seemed to practically throw herself at bulky, physical men, men much larger than me. And that was certainly the case with Ron.
She is tall, with a pretty figure. Often she does not wear a bra so that she can have easy access if she needs to pull out her breasts in my presence. It excites me so, it makes me shiver sometimes, and she knows the hold she has over me. If I try to stand up to her she simply undoes her blouse and pulls them out and my eyes glaze and focus on the large round melons with the pert dark pink nipples. ?I am just putty in her hands.
Whenever I tried to get romantic with Amelia before the wedding she refused to allow me to undress. She said that she was waiting for our wedding and my cock would find pleasure as her husband, but she had no problem kissing me and seemed to enjoy me pleasuring her with my mouth. She particularly enjoyed me slurping and sucking on them, and she would have me lie in her lap and as I suckled and licked she would rub the front of my pants and gently kid me about what a little boy I was down there, the talk would make me wild, eager to show her how hard I was for her and giving me a chance to mount her in the traditional way. Often these breast pleasing sessions would excite her so much she would push me down to the floor between her legs,she would lift her skirt and show me she wasn't wearing pantie. The sight of the red hair around her pretty pussy always got me terribly excited. Wet with excitement from adoring her breasts she would pull me into her crotch as she scooted forward to provide me better access. I can still remember the first time, shortly after I put my ring on her finger. We were at her mother's house and had privacy until the future mother in law got off work at 9 pm.
She told me if I loved her I would prove it to her, and to do that I would have to get down on my knees and put my face under her skirt.
"Kiss it Norman. Kiss it and lick it. While you're down there imagine putting your penis in me, such as it is. Don't stop...that's it...ooh yeah! Push your tongue deeper mmm"
I looked up with a wet face from her nether region, her thighs were shaking and they spread further, allowing her musk to permeate the room..
"But dearest, why can't we have intercourse now, before our marriage, like most couples? I will use a condom."
"Oh Honey you're so small down there I'm afraid a condom would slip off and you would impregnate me before our vows are said! No, its better this way. Pretend your tongue is your cock if you like, I expect it will get just as deep as deep inside me."
I pulled out my tongue and looked up at her. How could such a pretty girl speak of such things? She was always so charming and in control, which I loved!
"Amelia sometimes you say such demeaning things."
"Do I? Well I don't mean to hurt your feelings, baby boy. Why don't you make me orgasm then I will see if I can do the same for you. Your mouth really is very talented, you know!. You're Mommy's little cunt eater giggle"
Truthfully I've never tried tasting any other pussy so I have something to compare it with, but I do this because I love her, not because of her hygiene or the smell of her. But what was I to do, as her fiancee I wanted to see to her needs, assured that my satisfaction would come later.
Pleased with the knowledge I could bring my pretty fiancee such pleasure, I sucked and slurped with conviction, stopping a few times to remove an unwanted hair from my mouth. I asked Amelia a few times to shave down there, but she just laughed at me,. I could feel myself getting harder and more excited as she squirmed above me, and i strained to put my tongue further inside her! She would pull back her skin with her pretty painted red nails and expose her clitoris for me. It was so damn big it was like a little cock I swear, and I quickly found how fond she was of me tickling and sucking on it for her. Her moans and filthy comments made me so damn hot I couldn't help it, I shot my cum right into my underwear, while fully dressed, with my tongue bringing her to the edge of ecstasy.
As she relaxed from her orgasm she pushed me away, back onto the floor, she laughed when she saw the wet spot through my pants.
"Aw, did baby spurt his cummies? I'll bet he did."
Meekly I responded. "Yes, Amelia I did shoot inside my pants. It's so embarrassing."
"Why? I think it's sweet you get so excited bringing me pleasure! And it saves me the trouble of making you cum myself. Do you love me Norman?"
"Oh yes, my love, of course I do!"
"That's sweet. Now you'd better get going before Mama gets home. But before you do take the can of lysol spray and spray it around a bit, would you honey?. It really smells like sex in here, and Mama thinks I am a virgin, and that you are an honorable man."
"I will honey. But Amelia, I need to wash up. My face is mess and my underwear is soaked with my cum!"
"I know lover, and it excites me. Stay that way, won't you? I'm sure it's not the first time you came in your underwear. giggle."
"Very funny, dear!"
"Very well then, sissy, I'll be right back."
Sissy? See how mean she could be?
I just blew it off and tried to disinfect the room as Amelia redressed and went into her room. When she returned she was holding a pair of bright pink silky panties in her hand, holding them between her finger tips, making them dance in front of me.
"What are those for?"
"Take off your pants Norman, and get out of those wet undies. Hurry now, before Mama catches a sight of your little soldier!"
I did as she said, not taking my eyes off the panties. I thought I had better object or something or should make fun of me.
"Amelia do you expect me to wear those?"
"Sure, why not? I wear them all the time, they are just underwear. Now take your soiled BVDs and wipe yourself dry of semen for me. I don't want it all over my panties!".
I wiped really good and dropped the soiled shorts to the carpeting, I reached out with a shaky hand to grab the panties. They were incredibly smooth and silky, and exceedingly feminine, with a white lace applique of a rose on the side of the front panel.
"I'm not sure about this."
"Well I am! When we are married you will be washing and folding my panties for me when you do the laundry so you should get used to them. Quick now, before Mama catches you and sees your little worm."
I did it. I pulled them up my legs quickly. When they were pulled all the way up they felt amazing on my equipment and even on my ass. So snug, supportive, soft and silky. They seemed to fit well. I looked up from admiring the fit to look into Amelia's face, which I can only describe as a look between excitement and delight. I blushed at knowing she could tell they excited me.
"Honey you are SO sweet in those panties! Look now that you have ejaculated your little thing is so small there's barely a bump. That is SO sexy!"
"It is? I feel silly."
"Oh my yes, we'll have so much fun together!"
She giggled and pushed me away when I tried to kiss her goodbye.
"Really Norman! Do you expect me to get my pussy juices in my mouth?
She held out her hand, holding an unstained portion of my underwear between her fingers. Her red nail polish was so pretty!. The wet cotton BVDs hung in front of me limp, stained, and reeking of my cum.
"Don't forget these, Norman..."
After that, panties seemed to become a part of our make out sessions. She loved to kiss and would make me change into a pair of her used panties before we continued, saying it excited her and that made me very happy. I came to notice that the panties she instructed me to wear were much more feminine than the ones on her body, but they made my heart skip a beat.
.Her hands were so sensual the way she would stroke my body, fingertips tracing over me, especially over the pantied area.. We eventually got to the point where she would sit on my face while leaning over and gently stroking my hard cock through the silkiness of her panties. I begged her to sit on my cock or suck it but she wouldn't, saying I would have to wait until our wedding. She would stroke it and whisper sexy obscene things to me, though it was hard to hear them with her dripping pussy above my face and grinding on it. I typically got so excited I would shoot off into her panties and she would laugh and slap my deflating pantied cock as she shuddered and I swallowed her pussy juices.
So now, here I am, with wet stained panties peering out the slats in the closet door as that powerful Man brings her to another orgasm, now back in her pussy and hitting her in all the right spots.. He obviously knows how to pleasure a woman!
Gosh, I hope he wore a rubber!
With a mighty shove he growled out loud and shoved my dear wife into the headboard. I heard her scream and could see her shaking as she orgasmed yet again under the assault of his huge Black penis. I watched them go limp, as my cock deflated and withdrew, leaving the sticky residue of my semen staining the pale lavender material. Gosh I hoped they did not stain the panties, Amelia loved it when I wore them, she said they compliment my eyes.
"Thanks Ron, I needed that!"
"No problem Amelia...but wouldn't your husband object to this? I mean doing you in your bed and all? I mean you're a hot fuck, but I don't want any trouble."
"Oh Ron don't worry about that."
"Yeah I guess I could take that wimp out with one punch if he we ever man enough to stand up to me."
"Oh Ron, you have nothing to worry about with Norman, he should be thanking you for satisfying my needs. Lord knows he can't do it himself."
"I don't understand why a woman like you would marry such a wimp."
"Now now Ron, Norman is really a very special person and he eats my pussy beautifully."
As Ron dressed, laughing to himself, my beautiful wife sat up on the bed, closing her legs tightly. She looked directly at the closet door, knowing I was waiting and watching behind it, and dressed in frilly panties. She smiled and rubbed her breasts, pinching the nipples and she blew a kiss in my direction as Ron turned to zip up..
Ron exited quickly, and I heard him walk out of the room, down the hall, slamming the front door on his way out. I wondered what our neighbors would think of a strange man coming out of the house, what it said about me as a husband and as a man. Amelia laid back on the bed and beckoned to me from outside the door.
"Oh Normie...I need you, baby!"
I pushed open the closet door, naked except for my panties. They were all wet in the front from the cum I had spurted when she was being fucked.
She had a wicked smile on her face.
"Oh honey...you've cum in your panties again! What am I going to do with you?"
"Um I'm sorry dear."
Amelia shook her hair, in the way she liked when she was feeling flirtatious. She returned to an erect sitting position, making her breasts lift up pertly, defiantly.
"Oh that's all right Norman. After all I can't expect you to have the control most men have. You're different honey, which is why I love you so much!"
"Did you enjoy having sex with that man, Amelia?"
"Oh my yes! His cock fills me up so nicely. It's wonderful to have a Real Man's penis inside me. But the silly man forgot to wear a condom so my pussy is just chock full of his love juice! You know I forgot to take my birth control pill today... hmmm for a few days, now that I think of it."
"But Amelia, you might become pregnant!"
"Gosh I hope not, wouldn't that be embarrassing for you, having an interracial baby! You'd better come over here and get to work and suck as much of his cum out of me as you can. I really don't want to get pregnant. I guess I should have asked him to wear a condom, but in the heat of the passion I just forgot all about it. Thank heavens my Normie is such a good pussy eater!"
Amelia spread her legs as I got into position before them. Her pussy was all red and appeared swollen from the rough fucking she had experienced. It was wet and sticky from their lovemaking.
I can' tell you how submitted and defeated I felt at wearing lavender colored frilly panties, soiled by my own seed. I crawled right up between her legs. The smell from their passion was overwhelming, and as I stuck out my tongue to enter her bruised slit I heard her grunt softly and a big glob of the man's cum spurted out. I licked it up and dug for more, it was gross but I needed to get all of it out of her. It tasted odd, I had never tasted another man's cum, just my own. Not bad, just odd. Amelia began to squirm and secrete more of his fluids. God how much was there!
"Do you like that taste of his sperm, Norman? Lap up all that baby juice, honey."
"No dear, I'm only doing this to please you and to protect our marriage. Please love, try to force as much of it as you can out of your vagina."
I looked up into her eyes, and I knew she still loved me. She smiled at me down there, lapping up the residue of their lovemaking, and grunted before another gob of the man's hot cum oozed out to my awaiting tongue..
"Oh Norman, you are such a good husband! Next time when Ron comes over perhaps you could put a rubber on his cock before he fucks me, unless you want his load yourself that is, you seem to be enjoying yourself down there. I would guess he needs the extra large size, don't you think?. You can pick some up for him at the pharmacy. They would be in the same area where you buy yours, though way on the other end of the display I suppose."
"But Amelia why does there have to be a next time? I am your husband and I should be the one to fuck you."
"Oh honey you know I can't even feel it when you say you are inside me. It's not my fault you are genetically deprived, we talked about this. You please me in other ways, so much, lover..."
"...and tomorrow when you put on your panties in the morning you will also wear a garter belt and stockings, I think that's appropriate, now that you have eaten another man's cum from my cunny."
"But dear, what must you think of me?"
Had she looked closer she would see that my little cock was hard again, and pushing against the lavender panties. The idea of being smooth and stockinged excited me terribly, and reminded me so much of my teen years. But I couldn't let her know about that, could I? She already exerted such control over me, knowing about my past would just give her so much ammunition. I struggled to remember to put up a fight.
"Well goodness, I think you are the most wonderful obedient husband a girl could have! And I love that you want to please me. I think you look very nice in those undies, and we both know you have great legs! Mmm can you imagine how sexy it will fee to feel the nylon slipping over your skin as you move about? Say, you know what we should do?"
"Whats that honey?"
"Well when we get done here lets get that bottle of nair and get rid of that unsightly body hair of yours! You will look so much better in your new things, and those stockings will feel amazing! Maybe next time you can assist Ron by using that mouth of yours to make him nice and hard for me. After all you seem to like the taste of his semen. You could help push that monster cock of his into my pussy."
I started to object but I heard her grunt and I buried myself in her pussy again.
"Ooh, here's another glob of Ron's goop for you! He sure does shoot a lot more cum in me than you ever did! Get it honey,...get it all! Oh you are such a wonderful husband, I am so blessed!"