Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

(M+, F+, BDSM)

“Oh it will be fun” she said.

“We can leave if you feel uncomfortable” she said

I noticed the emphasis on ‘you’ there.

I looked at the ‘outfit’ on the bed my wife had laid out for me.

Exciting stuff which I was more than happy to wear – in our bedroom.

But out in public, well, inside a club?

I really wasn’t sure.

Then Carla emerged from the bathroom and my cock sprang to full size.

This was going to happen.

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My wife Carla is now 42 but still gorgeous. A real MILF. She takes care of her body and lips are still full and red hair still tumbles over her shoulders like on our wedding day 15 years ago.

I’m (Paul) still in good shape and our home life is good.

The kids are growing well, the money is OK, life is pretty good.

Our sex life goes through highs and lows – well, not so much lows, as it plateaus before we find something new. We tried a little light bondage for a while and had fun with it. Carla wasn’t comfortable about restrained, it made her feel nervous. I was more than happy to be strapped to the bed while she teased me for maybe a couple of hours before she rode me to a shattering climax.

We tried toys for a while. I loved watching Carla bring herself to multiple orgasms with a rabbit vibrator.

We tried spanking. Carla will often dress-up for me in the bedroom and I persuaded her to be the naughty schoolgirl who needed a spanking. Oh my word, she looked fantastic dressed in a short pleated skirt that just covered the tops of her sheer stockings, her 5″ heels raising her to over 6 feet tall (being 5′ 8″ naturally). He large breasts were squeezed into an old bra that was now too small for her 36E breasts and a tight cotton blouse was almost bursting over her swollen chest. Her hair was in two bunches and she wore slutty red lipstick.

I almost came when she laid over my lap as I playfully spanked her bare ass before she offered to blow me to show “she was a good girl”.

Oh yes, our sex life highs can be very high. But there’s only so many times you can re-visit the same thing before the law of diminishing returns kicks-in. A few spanking sessions later and Carla wasn’t enjoying it so much – I could tell.

I left it for a while and then suggested she be the schoolteacher and me the naughty schoolboy. Again, another night of fabulous sex after my ass was hand-spanked and then we found our daughter’s school ruler and she used that on me. Ouch.

Then the enthusiasm dimmed – from me this time.

The one constant in our sex life was that Carla loved me going down on her. I don’t know if I was especially good at it, but she always came, usually more than once. It was very seldom that we fucked without me licking her out first. She did like to squat over me, gripping the headboard so she could wiggle her ass as my tongue, nose and chin all came into contacts were her sensitive areas.

We had even tried anal play. I loved the ‘idea’ of pegging – seeing a sexy woman fuck a guy with a strapon was my favourite porn to watch.

Carla took some persuading but we bought a strapon and I prepared myself with butt plugs and plenty of lube. The problem though was that I couldn’t watch the action. The other problems were that it wasn’t very pleasurable and also Carla had trouble directing the dildo. She didn’t have the… push or hip control required to get a rhythm going.

Also, that night was the one and only time our kids interrupted our ‘kinky’ sex! So, that event holds bad memories for me!

We needed something new but we had tried… pretty much everything.

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Carla stood in the doorway of the bathroom. My eyes always start at her feet. She wears fantastic sexy shoes. This evening, her calf boots with a 4″ heel fitted her toned legs well before the fishnet stockings took my eye to the leather suspenders that were attached to the leather corset. Her breasts were barely contained and her black lace choker looked gorgeous under her face, with heavy eye make-up and full, red lips. Her hair was pulled back into a tight pony-tail.NôvelDrama.Org content.

She giggled as she saw my cock bobbing in front of me.

“Hurry up, the taxi will be here soon” she said and moved to the dresser where she picked up the riding crop and moved in front of me. She looked down at me (being now 2″ taller) and trailed the crop over my chest.

“You wouldn’t want me to use this… would you?” she asked playfully. I smiled.

I turned to the bed and picked up my leather shorts and squoze myself into them. I put on the leather collar and body harness that kind-of made me look like a gladiator. Yeah, kind-of!

While I was buckling the straps on the back of my mask, I though back to the conversations over the last few weeks that led us to this point.

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I really liked Susie. There was an underlying naughtiness about her that was quite infectious.

And she was a stunner. Gorgeous long blonde hair, a curvy figure and a wicked sense of humour.

Carla had met Susie at an after-school club a few months ago and they had hit it off.

Susie was a single mom, having moved to our area after her divorce. Her son was the same age as ours (12) and the two Moms had bonded and Carla felt quite protective of Susie as she was ‘the new girl’ and also our city was quite diverse and Carla wanted to make sure to steer Susie away from the ‘bad areas’.

About a month ago Carla asked if she could go out one night with a few of the girls and Susie to show her some of the bars and clubs – get her ‘back on the scene’.

I had no real objections as Carla mentioned Tracy, Hannah, Laura and few more women I knew from the area and as parents – as well as being friends with Carla. They had all visited our house on occasion.

This night, a Saturday, I said I would happily chauffer the ladies into town as I has access to a minibus that seated 10. The kids were staying over (at the houses of Tracy and Laura) and the other dads were similarly helping their other-halves get ready for a fun night out.

Carla looked fantastic. She wore a simple black dress that had a high-neck but was quite short, allowing her toned thighs to be seen. She wore sheer black pantyhose and 4″ heels.

The night was warm, so no need for any outer layer. Her perfume was intoxicating and I had a touch of concern that she was looking SOOOO sexy.

Carla could tell my thoughts and slinked up behind me and grabbed my swelling cock while she breathed into my ear “make sure he’s ready for me when I get back…. I might be quite worked up”.

I turned and we kissed deeply.

The doorbell rang and a couple of the girls had arrived, followed swiftly by Susie.

Holy shit, but she looked so fuckable. He halter dress had a plunge almost to her navel, and her breasts were straining to be controlled. She couldn’t have been wearing a bra.

The dress was long but split up the front so that as she walked he whole legs were visible.

I was staring, I know, and I felt Carla behind me again. She whispered “oh yes, she’s getting fucked tonight” and she scampered past me to greet Susie and the girls.

I rounded everyone out to the bus and realised all four of them were dressed to kill. Laura wasn’t a great looker, but her ass in the tight dress she wore looked fabulous.

I drove for 5 minutes and stopped outside of Hannah’s house where she and a couple more of the girls were waiting. Again, all looking stunning.

I realised then that all 7 of them would have the guys drooling all night.

Around 2am I got a call from Carla telling me where they were and 20 minutes later I parked outside a non-descript building. I could hear the thump-thump of heavy bass from an upper floor.

I could see 4 of the girls, including Carla outside. As I walked towards them I noticed Carla was bare legged. Oh well, probably got her pantyhose snagged and it was still warm out so need for them.

I said hello and got a drunken response from everyone. The door opened and Tracy and Laura were ‘helping’ Susie outside. She looked wasted. I then realised that Hannah and Chrissy were also very unsteady on their heels and so I helped them to the bus.

As Hannah stepped into the bus, her short dress rode higher and I could see wasn’t wearing panties. I broke my gaze rather than be caught staring but everyone else was around the other side of the bus. I went back to looking at Hannah’s pussy as she was still half-kneeling into the bus. Her pussy looked swollen. It looked like it had been fucked!

Hannah then turned and slumped into the seat. I went around to help the others and Susie was the last to board. I took advantage and placed my hand between her thighs as I ‘helped’ her into the bus. My fingers met bare skin and I realised Susie also wasn’t wearing panties.

I said nothing. I closed the door, started the bus, AC on high and drove off.

There was a lot of giggling in the back and loud whispering – clearly conversation they didn’t want me to hear.

I pulled outside of Hannah’s having texted Andy (Hannah’s OH) that we were inbound and he was ready to help his unsteady wife of the bus. The other girls that came from there also departed into the house with much giggling, waving, air-kisses and also gestures of “ssshhh”. Not in a ‘keep the noise down way’ but more in a ‘keep the secret’ way.

We arrived at ours a few minutes later. I helped Susie and Carla into our house and then walked with Mel and Pippa around the corner to their houses. I got a hug and a kiss from each. Very nice!

Arriving back home, Susie was already in our spare bed, almost unconscious. This wasn’t the plan but clearly she shouldn’t be left alone (her son was at another house!).

Carla was in the bathroom cleaning up before bed. I tried to make some sense of the snippets I’d heard in the bus.

My attention was drawn to the bathroom light going out and Carla emerging into the bedroom.

She was wearing just her heels and so I knew she was ready for sex.

I went to put my hands around her waist but she just pushed me back so that I was sat on the bed and then lying on the bed.

Within seconds her bare, shaved pussy was over my mouth and Carla was grinding herself over my face. My hands grasped her ass and I brought her to orgasm within a minute.

Ten minutes later she had come twice more but my jaw and cock were now straining.

I managed to lever her off me and Susie got on all fours, gripping the headboard.

“Fuck me hard” was all she said.

I needed no more encouragement and in a few minutes we were both gasping when I filled her pussy with a large load of spunk.