Susan My Wife Plays A Real Bitch
Group Sex
Submit Report This story is in continuation of my previous submission titled “Susan…” After that fateful night, our lives changed forever. Khalid became the man of the house and Susan his prized possession. I stooped down to a mere onlooker who frustratingly masturbated every night watching his hot wife Susan getting fucked by this muscular bully called Khalid. What worse – I had to call Khalid as ‘sir’ and my own wife as “Madam”. But we were all happy with the arrangement. Susan was fully satisfied of her sexual needs, Khalid was having a grand time and I was content with the fact that Susan would never leave me despite my sexual limitations. This went on for almost a month. And then Khalid decided to take it to the next level. One evening, Khalid came home after work. Like he always did, Khalid took off his clothes and sat down naked on the sofa. I followed my routine – I slipped into the short mini-skirt that Khalid and Susan made me wear every day, made some tea and walked into the living room with a tray. Susan too walked in wearing just her pink satin panties and sat on Sazid’s lap – her boobs hanging out inviting to be sucked. “Only an useless cuck like you can offer such a hottie to his driver, Venkat.”, Khalid quipped. “It is my honor master Khalid. To see you cum inside Susan every day.”, saying this I kissed his feet. Khalid checked out Susan’s body like he always did and smacked her butt. Susan moaned and kissed Khalid. I looked on helplessly with an aroused dick. But after few minutes of kissing, Khalid said that he would not fuck Susan that night and instead he had something else in store for her the next day. Both Susan and I were a little disappointed at Khalid not fucking Susan, but we were also excited about the secret plans Khalid had in store for us. It was going to open a new chapter in our lives. The next day was Sunday. Khalid came home in the morning and asked both of us to come with him. I didn’t dare to ask anything, but Susan asked what Khalid’s plans were. Khalid asked her not to worry and just said that he would make sure that both Susan and I have the best experience of our lives that day. We trusted Khalid and he drove us away. Khalid took us to his slum. A filthy looking place with narrow lanes. Susan decided to wear an atrociously short denim skirt that was revealing her black panties when she walked. Her sleeveless white top was skin tight and was revealing her great boobs beautifully. I had a hard on just looking at the audacity with which my hot wife Susan was revealing her body in a place like this. I was wearing a pinkish pajama and a purple top – I looked gayer than a man. Anyways we walked behind Khalid through the narrow lanes. There were filthy looking men sitting around and most of them could not stop themselves from passing a lured comment or two. I walked with my head down in shame – unable to do anything about the situation. But what can a man, who has allowed his driver to be the man of his house, do anything anyways? Finally we reached a big warehouse. It was a little dark and dirty. Khalid sat down on a wooden chair and asked me to start pressing his legs. Then he pulled Susan towards him and made her sit on his lap. And then I saw some 15 men, aged in the range of 30 to 45, entering the room. Most of them were tall and dark with well-toned bodies. I looked at Khalid with an obvious question in my eyes “Are these men going to fuck Susan”. Khalid just passed a smile back at me. But as always, Susan was calm. Maybe she had confidence in whatever the real man Khalid had planned for her. “Guys, let me introduce you to my new girlfriend and her useless husband here.”, Khalid said, “This is Susan, and this is her husband who is pressing my legs.”. Saying this he planted a kiss on Susan’s lips. I looked down in shame, still pressing his legs. Susan said “Hi” to the men. “These are my friends Susan. I just called them here to show them what a real bitch you are and what a useless little prick your husband is.”, Said Khalid. “Mmmm. sounds interesting. So what do you have in mind.”, Susan asked. “I want you to be a bitch today. A real bitch. I will put a collar around your neck and you have to act like a bitch to entertain my friends.” “Bow bow.”, Susan let out a barking sound. I could not believe she agreed to act like an animal, a bitch, in front of so many filthy, low class people – who were all seated in a circle around us now. “Very good. You are already into action. Now take off all your clothes and kneel down.” Khalid commanded. And Susan obeyed. She slowly took off her top and her bra. A few of the men moaned and took their penises out. Definitely, it was the first time they were going to see a high class lady naked. And there was more in store for them. Susan took off her skirt and slowly removed her panties too – fully exposing her smooth ass and her shaven pussy to all the men. One man, who was naked by then, ran towards her with an erect penis in an attempt to fuck her then and there. But Khalid stood up, grabbed the man by his neck and announced, “She is my bitch. I, and only I will fuck her. No one else in this room. You are only spectators and maybe you will get to touch her body at some point of time. But nobody will get her pussy.”. Susan licked Khalid’s toes like an obedient bitch in appreciation. Khalid then asked the man to go back to his seat. By now everyone in the room was naked and I realized that all the men were Muslims – from their huge, circumcised cocks. Even Khalid had taken off his clothes and he was sitting like a king. Susan crawled towards him and barked again and Khalid kneeled down to put a collar around her neck. Then he put a leash and walked her around like a master walks his dog. The men were enjoying this show and were stroking their penises.