Inferno

INFERNO

This is a complete work of fiction. Prior activities in prior chapters will affect future actions. All characters and dialogue are completely fictional. Any resemblance to people living or dead is entirely coincidental.

No sexual activity of any kind involves characters younger than 18 years old.

There is quite a bit of pivotal activity packed into this chapter, including of all things a basketball game, bear with me. Warning labels:CNC, interracial, ass-to-mouth, cuckold, BDSM. If these are not to your liking, please move on to the wealth of other stories on Literotica.

This chapter can stand alone but is best understood in the context of the previous chapters. More to follow.

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Chapter 11 Dinner, Back Alley Rape and Basketball

I left the hotel after spending 12 hours of sexual bliss tangling with Tom Donovan and drove the 50 minutes from the hotel to our house in a state of mixed emotions. I was more physically fulfilled than at any time in the last 15 years. My bottom was sore but not stingy sore I felt it more as a dull ache, my breasts had bruises, my nipples were tender in a lovely way that just made me more aware of them and my pussy was tender at the entrance. Plus, I was full of cum, I had swallowed two of Tom's ejaculations completely and taken 3 more up inside my vagina over the course of 12 hours. The first one last night and the first one this morning were huge explosions.

I have no idea how many orgasms I had during that period. At times I don't know if I was just shaking from all the stimulation or if I was orgasming continually. I do know that last night and this morning were exactly what I had hoped they'd be, virtually non-stop arousal and release.

When I got home the kids had left for school and Jerry was at work. I called him at 8:30.

When he picked up, I said, 'Jerry, I'm home."

I'm sure it was awkward for him, what does he say, how was your date? He said, "Are you OK?" which is what I'd would have expected from him. He has taken care of my well-being for nearly 20 years.

"Everything's fine, Jerry, I'll tell you about it tonight. It's Friday, are you coming home early? What did the kids say last night when you told them I wasn't coming home?"

"They were not happy at all. The twins screamed at me and at you for fucking up our family and Josh stormed off to his room. I had decided just to be blunt; the girls finally let me into their room and I told them that you and I had decided this together. I told them that it doesn't change anything about our family, it's personal between you and me. It should stay personal between us."

"Josh," he said, "was just sullen. I think that you'll find things pretty tense when they get home today. Then he asked, "Was the sex good?"Meaning was it worth it?

"Yes, Jerry, it was very good. It was exactly what I had hoped for and even more, to be honest."

"I'm glad that you enjoyed it, Annie. I was hoping both that it would be a bust and that you'd come home early, and I was hoping it would rock your world and you'd come home exhausted."

"I'm exhausted and sore right now, Jerry, I only had a two-hour nap. I'm going to bed for a while right now. Thank you for allowing me to do this, I love you."

"I'll see you tonight, babe."

The children blew in, didn't talk to me or even acknowledge me. I was pretty sure that I'd have to search them out to discuss everything. But as Jerry had told them the night before, this was something personal between him and I. Period. We still loved each other and we would still take care of them and our family. I was called all sorts of names, but I expected that because kids now are so much more aware of life than I was at 16.

In mid-afternoon FedEx knocked at the door. I signed for the small parcel and took it into the kitchen. I had no idea what it would be. I unwrapped it and just stared at it, Chastity Cage? My mind went blank; why would I wear a chastity cage? I opened the box, and immediately I recognized that it was not for me.

What was this all about? Was Virgil going to wear it? Did Virgil wantJerryto wear it? That was mean. How could any man get himself into this device it was so small?

I called Virgil. This was an in-scene call, "I received your package just now, Sir. I'm shocked frankly. What's it for?"

"It's a cock cage for cucks. When we go to dinner this Friday, I want Jerry to wear it to remind him that his cock has no rights when I'm with you."

"Yes, Sir. Thank you."

"Dinner is at 8pm." He gave me the name of a steak and chop restaurant that I'd heard of but Jerry and I had never eaten there.

"We'll be there on time, Sir."

Jerry was home at 7pm as usual on Fridays. I had been thinking about how to 'present' everything to him. I felt very good about myself. My body had taken a sexual pounding and I feltalive. I didn't want to negate any of those feelings by being mean-spirited by putting Jerry down even in a teasing way. I decided to let him lead me. I would tell him whatever he wanted to know, and it would all be positive.

I decided that I wasn't going to force him to lick me clean and suck up Tom's sperm. When we got into bed, he did ask to see the 'scene of the crime' for himself though. I peeled away the sticky panties with Tom's semen dried on my pussy lips and on the gusset of the panties, thin strands of white connected one to the other. All day I had felt it leaking from me. The gusset was damp.

Then, as I understand it, for men there's always the questions of size and performance. I said, "Both of you are the same length, Jerry, Tom is thicker. He's also 28 so his desire is stronger, and he used a chemical boost to stay hard and erect for much longer than normal." Then honestly, I said, "I did enjoy being stretched wider."

Then he asked, "Are you going to see him again, Annie?"

"I think I probably will at some time in the future because he made me feel very alive sexually, but that's it. There's no love or commitment there, Jerry, it's just pure animal lust. I am fully committed to you."

"What about this other guy, Virgil Penn, and your BDSM stuff?"

"I don't know much about that at all, frankly," I said, "I hope we'll both find out more next Friday at dinner." Taking a chance, I said, "Virgil wants me to see and feel real BDSM experiences to verify if I want to go any further down this road. He plans to take me to several clubs in NYC for a Friday and a Saturday night, I'll be home Sunday morning."

I watched his reaction, was he this committed to me being sexually free?

"You'll be alone for two full days with him?"

"Yes."

I could see and feel the conflict within him. He didn't say anything.

I said, "I want to know for myself if these experiencesarewhat I'm looking for, Jerry. I'm going to at least give them a try." He had told me that I was in charge now, so I made our decision.

"Your slut wife is going to take a shower now and wash last night's lover off her body. Why don't you take one of those little blue boosters and show your wife a good time tonight, baby?"

When I came out of the shower, Jerry was lying across the bed completely naked and stroking himself. He looked very hard. I dropped my robe next to the bed and stood naked in front of my husband.

"How do you want me?"

He reached across the bed, grabbed my arm and pulled me down onto his groin, "Show me what a whore does when she's out of control." He did want details....

"Jerry, I licked and teased him for almost 30 minutes, he was so hard and needy like you are right now. I knelt in front of his throbbing young manhood and offered my mouth and throat to him for his use. He needed his release so badly that he just grabbed my hair - and he face fucked your wife. I pretended that my hands were tied behind my back, so I had no choice but accept his assault. He used my mouth and throat to dump a huge load of cum down into my stomach, Jerry. I licked him clean with my tongue then kissed him."

I was licking Jerry all over his hard cock as I told him my story. I left nothing out including being spanked 3 different times and ending up sobbing and crying by the end of it.

"Jerry, he left bruises on me; I showed him the blue bruises on my right breast that had been crushed in Tom's hand; then I laid on my stomach so that he could see the blue and green bruises on my butt from being spanked." I smoothed my hand over the bruised areas, "These made me cry, I didn't expect that. Kiss them and make me feel nice, Jerry."

Jerry looked at me then at my bruises, "I can't believe that this is something you enjoy, Annie."

As he kissed my ass all over, I said, "My lady parts are still tender from being stretched in ways they've never been before. He was inside me for what seemed like hours, Jerry. I could feel my inner tissues clinging to his shaft every time he pulled out of me."

I stopped and asked, "Do you want to hear the dirty parts too?"

Jerry stopped and sat up between my splayed thighs.

"Do you?" I asked. "Answer me, Jerry"

"Yes, tell me the dirty parts."

"He urinated on your wife; I tempted him to do it, and he pissed all over my crotch. I'm such a filthy whore aren't I, Jerry."

I continued, with my face flat on the mattress, "He was filthy too, he licked his urine and my urine off my pussy and made me scream in orgasm when he sucked my sex into his mouth after I finished peeing."

"Jerry, I made him suck and lick then put his tongue into my asshole for 30 minutes. For 30 minutes he was between my cheeks making my rosebud tingle. I'm a filthy, disgusting slut for doing that and loving it, aren't I?"

"You are worse than I ever imagined, Annie. You deserved your beating," then he spread my ass cheeks and put his tongue over my asshole.

"Yes, Jerry, just like that, lick it and get it wet and slimy, I'll tell you when you're done," I reached down between my lips and stroked my clit while he made love to my backdoor.

My dirty memories and him behind me arousing me had me primed to explode, "Jerry, ram that hard cock into my cunt right now, your disgusting filthy whore wife needs a piece of man meat inside her and you're the only one around."

Jerry pushed my thighs apart as I stroked myself frantically and shoved himself balls deep in one thrust pressing my opening down crushing my clit against my fingers as his weight flattened me against the bed. I screamed and came in a flash of brilliant white that seemed to fill the room.

He was a madman pumping into my wet tissues pressing his cock down against my g-spot while my fingers pushed back from the other side crushing my clit. I humped my fingers while he pummeled my vagina from behind. God, I loved being a woman. The waves would not stop, I just let them wash over me leaving me a throbbing, tingling mess.

"Fuck me as hard as you want and for as long as you want, Jerry, I can take it all. Use me anyway you want, I'myourwhore tonight."

He stopped and looked down at me, then hit me right on one of my bruises on my ass.

"Ow!!!!! That ached. Do it, Jerry," was all the encouragement he needed,

./.

I laid spread across him, one leg between his, my sex straddling his thigh with my head on the chest I knew so well. I played with his nipples as his cum leaked out of me.

"I love your sudden aggression, you beast."

"You're a tease, Annie, you know that."

"I know that, now" I paused, "I'm planning on using my filthy mind, my filthy mouth and my filthy body to enjoy being a woman and not to be afraid of the unknown or what others may think. It's all about me." I liked saying that. It was a great self-affirmation.

"You'll need to be home earlier this Friday; our dinner is at 8pm. I think it'll take about 45 minutes to get there. I'm going to wear a new cocktail dress that I just bought; you haven't seen it yet."

./.

Friday morning at breakfast I told the children that I probably would not be home that night.

I had my new flowery cocktail dress cleaned during the week. I had it on for only about 30 minutes in public and another 15 minutes in the hotel room before I let it fall to my feet. I wanted to show off again. Being the center of attention, as Tom said I was, brightens every woman's day - or night. Eyes looking at me lustfully or not made me smile inside.

Obviously, I thought, I have never been with two men at the same time. I could picture it, I could sort of feel what itmightbe like, but to have one man thrusting into me from behind while another shoved his cock into my mouth at the same time, spit-roasted, was obviously way outside of my experience level. From the porn I'd looked at it seemed pretty 'commonplace' though, if they could do it then I can.

Having had the extensive experience of two whole men in my 20 years of sexual activity, I was going to double that quantity in one night. I'd heard about it but now I've experienced how one sexual partner feels so completely different from another; the taste, the smell, the weight, the technique, the feel of one set of hands versus another and of course the feel of one cock versus another. If I was blindfolded, I'm positive that I could pick Jerry out of a line of 100 lovers and be 100% sure I was right.

Now two completely strange men were going to possess me tonight. Everything will be different nothing will be familiar. They may also do 'other things' which might hurt me. Then not only will this experience be different, but one of my prospective partners may be a very large black man. If societal rumors are accurate, I wonder will my body be able to accommodate his size? OK, I've gotten myself horny and shaking inside.

Let me go buy some new shoes so that I'm not wearingexactlythe same outfit as last week. I stopped also at the salon to have them touch up the white streak in my hair to ensure that it stood out as I wanted it.

Jerry came home, jumped into the shower and dressed in his navy sport coat, gray slacks and soft cream-colored long sleeve shirt, no tie. I had showered and done my make-up before him, so I only needed to put on my dress. He stared when I swirled into the bedroom.

"Wow where did that come from?" he said. "It's gorgeous, your bare shoulders and arms are very sexy. No straps, are you wearing a bra?"

"Thank you, babe," I smiled, "and no I am not. I shook my chest and my breasts wiggled beneath the soft fabric.

ARE WE GOING TO SEE THAT BEAUTIFUL YOUNG MAN AGAIN WHO HURT US SO NICELY, SLUT? Nooo, tonight I'm going to give you harlots to two new men!!! One for each of you. WHORE!!! CAN WE SWAP?

Jerry and I arrived early and went to the bar to await Virgil and William.

"Are you OK with going through with this tonight, Jerry? I think that some of what you'll hear might not be very nice. I think that Virgil will be outlining how he will be controlling me as his submissive and excluding you as the cuckold husband."

"I'll find out, I guess," he said, "I made the choice."

"To us," I raised my martini, "new experiences. Oh, there they are just arriving."

Virgil and William entered. I was dumbfounded. Jerry is 6'3", Josh is 6'1", Tom was 6'4", Virgil is probably just over 6' tall but William is just massive everywhere. I was staring. At about 6'8" I'm guessing that he easily weighed 275lbs if not more. I'm positive I could not get my arms around his chest to hug him. His thighs seemed thicker than my whole body; he literally took up the entire doorway. If I had sex with him, I'd simply disappear, I thought.

Virgil led them over to us, they smiled warmly and both shook hands with Jerry first.Respect?I gave both a very warm hug welcoming them.

Williamsaid, "What a beautiful dress, model it for us." I noticed that it wasn't a request.

"Yes, Sir." I said, making him smile.

Standing next to him he was even bigger. I don't know if I've ever been this close to a human being of this size. I stepped back away from the group and twirled, allowing the long skirt to wrap around my hips and legs spreading a cascade of flowers. I walked to the entrance and back again wanting lookers. I wasn't shy about being a woman on display.

"You are confident and comfortable, aren't you?" William said.

Demurely, I said, "Yes, I am." I looked at him more closely. Virgil had already told me so much. He was bald or his head was shaven. He had thick lips and a large flaring nose beneath strikingly beautiful brown eyes that seemed to take in everything and understand so much. I could recognize huge amounts of intelligence behind those eyes. He smiled down at me (with desire?). He could lift me in one hand, I thought.

We were led to our table and I sat; I stole a side glance at William's crotch as he sat across from Jerry and me. Was he a little aroused or was that his natural condition?

Virgil ordered a beer and William had Tequila as we looked at the menus. Jerry and I finished our cocktails.

"I've heard so much about this place," I said.

"Everything on the menu is good," William said.

Virgil had been very reserved and quiet as he sat across from me. Jerry had said little or nothing. Virgil winked(?) at William.What was that for, I thought?

William said, "We're gonna beat the hell out of you."

WHAT?????Both Jerry and I snapped toward him at the same time, my pulse raced to 1000, and my eyes shot wide open in fear. I looked all over his face, then at Virgil, then back to William. Can I escape now?

He had a knowing smirk on his face that didn't belong.

Then his brows furrowed inquisitively, and he looked at us and said, "Basketball."

WHATTT?? Jerry and I were both still speechless. We were in a foreign land and couldn't understand a word that was being spoken.

Then he said, with an innocent grin, "What did you think I was talking about?Wilson/Aquinas, State Championship?" Prompting us.

I knew from Josh and Jerry that Wilson and Aquinas were likely to play for the State Championship next Friday if they each won their next two games, but how did this come up here?

Jerry said, "Our son plays for Aquinas, they've been waiting for this game since last year."

"I know," William smiled, "Adrian, my son, is the Captain of Wilson. We've been waiting for this game since we beat Aquinas in last year's Quarterfinals."

Everything clicked and Jerry came to life, "Well I guess you're just going to have to get used tonotbeing No 1 after next Friday." William and Virgil were both smiling, gotcha smiles.

That broke the ice so to speak. Conversation was easy after that, we all told each other about our families; every course of dinner was delicious, and wine made everyone relaxed even though the reason for the dinner was tension-filled.

We ordered desserts, coffees and after dinner drinks, Jerry and I almost always orderSambucawith our coffees.

Virgil broached the subject. "Jerry, from everything Annie has told me, you and she have a wonderful marriage. I understand however she wants to explore other sexual activities and that you don't." He waited.

Jerry was watching him.

"I am not going to interfere with how you relate to each other in your marriage. I have no right to do that. Annie has asked me to guide her through her journey in discovering other forms of sexual activity especially the Power Exchange relationship -outsideof your marriage."

He looked at Jerry who was still watching him.

"There are certain protocols, rules, strictures in the PE realm that need to be followed. They're mainly there to protect the submissive from severe harm. She will be making herself vulnerable to any number of activities that could cause her damage both physically and emotionally. I'm going to lead her andprotecther through everything as far as she wants to go."