Jill and I had been married for five years with no intention of having kids yet. We were a typical young couple, except when it came to the bedroom. We regularly pushed the boundaries, but she would usually be the one in control. That was until we started bringing others into the bedroom. We both enjoyed watching the other engaged in sex with someone else. This was when we discovered that she would become submissive. She would get incredibly impassioned when I would give her commands, verbally and physically. This had nothing to do with my ability to satisfy her myself. It was simply our evolution into taboo. We both understood what it did to each other.

My wife is a dirty blonde with shoulder-length hair and soft brown eyes. We're both 5'7" with athletic builds, and her curves were slim but juicy. I would think most men would call her a hotwife. All I knew was that I enjoyed giving her pleasure. What turned me on, was how wild she would get from it. Her passion in those moments seemed to bimbofy her, crushing her inihibitions. It was as though an alter ego would surface and take control. It was the sexiest persona I had ever seen. I was always trying to come up with new ways to please her.

Late one night, after the movie ended and we had nearly finished a bottle of rum, my wife suggested that we watch some porn. She had this smirk when she was feeling frisky, and the look in her eyes never failed to push my gas pedal. I switched over to a browser as she undid my pants and fished out my growing seven inch cock. I let out a soft moan as she began to stroke it. She kissed and nibbled my ear. My cock quickly came to attention just as I was pulling up the porn site we were paying for monthly. I knew that she wanted to choose the video, and so I relaxed and enjoyed her sensual touch. Before long, she pointed to one and recited the title. "Step-son fills his stuck step-mom"

She giggled when my cock lurched. She knew that I liked the actress as she resembled my mother. She knew that I had had many fantasies about her. She was only fourteen when she had me, and even to this day people often mistake her for my sister. "Ooh, honey, look. Mommy is getting stuck under the bed." She was whispering this into my ear while her hand yanked on my straining hard-on. "Look at that plump ass sticking out; vulnerable." My hips started thrusting with her strokes; moans coming more often. "Oh my, is that her son? Do you really think he's going to help her?"

I groaned at that and then she switched hands so that she could play with herself. I could feel her breath in my ear becoming heavier. I could see that her pussy was already wet. I loved that this turned her on, too. I often wondered if she wanted me to go all the way with my own mother. She did try to get her mother to hook up with me, but told me that she wouldn't cheat on her husband. My love for her grew stronger after that.

"Oh, no. He's pushing up her dress. Something tells me he wants to help himself first." My cock twitched hard in her hand when the son pulled out his raging boner and began pulling his mother's panties down, much to her complaint. "Look at that. Mommy's pussy is all wet, practically dripping. She secretly wants it. She wants that big incestuous cock to fill her up."

"Oh, god yes." The words were hard for me to say, but I knew that my wife loved hearing me encourage her. She always complained that men are too quiet until the end. Even a volcano rumbles before it erupts, she would joke. Her hand was moving faster with longer strokes on my cock and her body began to move in rhythm with her other hand. The son mounted his mother and thrust his cock into her forcibly. My wife stopped stroking me for a moment as a sudden orgasm struck her and her breathy moan tickled my inner ear.

"Just look at how hard he fucks her. She can't do anything about it, but she secretly loves it. Do you think he's going to cum inside of her?"

"Oh, fuck," I almost whispered. I could feel my balls tightening. She could tell I was getting close and got up on her knees next to me and used her other hand to massage my balls. She leaned in close, still looking at me, but ready to take my load into her mouth when the time came. This was our foreplay when we would watch porn.

"Oh, I can hear that his thrusts have quickened and mommy is cumming. I think it's his turn. Is he going to cum in her? Will he get her pregnant?"

That was it. She must have seen it in my face because her mouth enveloped my pulsing head. Jets of cum shot into her mouth as she continued to heavily stroke my cock. She moaned every time more cum came out. I did everything I could not to thrust my hips and grab her head. I let out a long groan and relaxed my body. My wife pulled off and made sure that I saw her swallow everything. Even when she's in control, she enjoys showing how much of a slut she is. She calls herself that, so it's okay. She understands her sexuality and is not ashamed of it. She is, however, still a lady. She gave me a long kiss before hopping up to run to the bedroom with a giddy giggle. I relaxed and stopped the video just as they were showing his creampie oozing out of her pussy. I knew what she was doing. Our next act would be to re-act what we just watched. With our flair, of course. It wasn't long before I could hear 'mommy' calling me. A lascivious smile parted my lips as I hopped up and walked quickly to the bedroom.

My half hard cock began to rise when I could see mommy's ass sticking out from under the bed. I didn't say anything, but she could no doubt hear me taking my pants off. I was stroking my cock as I approached her.

"Oh, good. Son, can you please help me. This is so embarrassing."

She was doing her best to imitate my mother's voice and vernacular. Her and my mother got along really well with a few common interests. Most importantly, my happiness and well being. They were both beautiful women, inside and out. I was quick to kneel behind her with my legs outside of hers.

"Just grab my hips and pull, honey."

I said nothing, as that was my part, while I lifted her dress and began to remove her panties.

"What? No, son. What are you doing?"

I continued my assault. My cock was raging hard again. It throbbed when I saw her panties peel away from her wet crotch. Her flower was blooming and ready for the pollen transfer. I rubbed my cockhead along her slit.

"Please, son, no. Don't do this." Her words were less convincing, and she failed to suppress a whimper as I grabbed her hips.

Just as the son in the video, I thrust all the way inside of her and began fucking her without mercy. Jill let out a loud and breathy moan.

"No, son, we can't. Unh, unh, unh. Oh, but your cock is so big."

Her words fueled me on like a madman. I wondered if I would be capable of doing this to my actual mother. This only thickened the immersion.

"Oh, my god, son. You're an animal. Oh, god, you're going to make mommy cum." She did her best to sound distraught, but I think she gets caught up in the fantasy just as richly as I do. And it's not just the fantasy for me, but the fact that she was setting it, and doing her best to make it as real as possible. It was so naughty, and it only served to turn me on more greatly. I could feel her juices flowing and her pussy contracting. I know she probably meant to say more, but I felt her settle a bit and my forcefulness caused her to voice short, guttural sounds every time I thrust forward. If I could see her face, she would have had her tongue out and eyes crossed. This was her way of telling me that she was getting lost in the euphoria. It was the best compliment she could ever give me and it warned me that the floodgates would be opening soon.

This always got me to fuck her faster and harder and it wasn't long before her hips and back flexed as much as they could. This was my cue to pull out or I would be forced out, painfully. She screamed and flexed as her ejaculate sprayed all over my cock in three large pulses. I immediately went back in with the same furious pace and a loud and long grunt from her. Now, I knew it was my turn. I leaned in and wrapped an arm around her waist and leaned against the mattress. My thrusts became short and hard.

"No, son. You can't cum in me. I might get pregnant."

I finally let out a grunt. I could feel my orgasm building, making my pace go out of control until it burst. I pushed in with all of my might and then my hips were convulsing and vibrating. It wasn't as long of an orgasm, but it felt stronger. She had held her next orgasm back until mine had finished. She didn't gush, but I could see her muscles at work, slowly pushing out my cum. I grabbed a towel to clean up and then she said that she was ready for bed. I told her that I was going to get some water and not to wait up.

After getting the water, I grabbed the remote and exited fullscreen from the video. I almost hit the home button when a thumbnail for another video caught my eye. A woman had her naked ass hanging out of a car window and it piqued my interest. When I hit play, I was not surprised by what I saw: a public gangbang. A light bulb turned on in my head which got me excited in more ways than one. I got a devilish grin while I shut it down and joined my wife in bed.

The next day, I had off from work, and so I looked up drive-in theaters. My plan was to have her rest her ass outside of the window for any random passerby to use. We had had a few sessions in a porn theater, helping her to become more comfortable with strangers fucking her. She was a bit apprehensive the first time. After that, though, she became insatiable. In other words, I knew she would be up for this. I found one just outside of town that was showing Back to the Future, so I knew there would be an older crowd there. Plus, the movie is popular enough that I knew there would actually be a crowd. I texted her the details and she happily agreed. She probably had an inkling that there was something up my sleeve, but she knew better than to pry. A surprise such as this never fails to get her panties wet and immediately flips that switch to her alter ego, giving me full submission.

I resisted the temptation to fantasize about it and got some household chores done before going to the store for some wine for this evening. I always get a nice, expensive bottle for these occasions. I picked up two, just in case.

When she came home, it was hard for me to contain my excitement. She giggled after a long hug and kiss. "I love you so much, honey."

She smiled, hands still on my shoulders. She went to say it back until she saw the two bottles of wine on the foyer table. "Mmmm, looks like you do have something planned, you naughty devil."

I smiled a devilish grin. "You'll see," I said as I leaned in for another kiss, grabbing her ass this time. She squealed and playfully batted my hand away and skipped away to do her evening wind-down routine. I watched her the whole way down the hall. Before my father died, and after he had gotten to know Jill, he told me that I had nailed a solid one. If only he knew just how solid. We were perfect for each other. I plopped on the couch and watched TV while I waited for her to be ready.

When she came strolling into the living room, my jaw dropped. She always looks stunning, even in the morning, but something about her this evening was enrapturing. Her hair was in big curls and she had on the flashy red lipstick she knows that I love. She had on a black, lace dress over a simple teal dress with a thick teal belt. My favorite sandals; the ones that strap and spiral up to the knee. Since we're the same height, she rarely wore heels. It's something that I don't really care about, but she does. It was important to her that I maintain an image as a manly man. She says it helps her with her immersion into our occasional dom/sub sessions. Anything for her.

I gave her another long hug and kiss before we left. We had planned to hit up a Mexican restaurant before going to the movie. As we pulled into the drive-in, a rare pang of nerves punched my stomach. This would be the first time doing this outside. There was a chance we could get caught, and maybe even go to jail. I did my best to hide it as we smiled at each other. It was just about fully dark out, and I pulled in slowly to get a lay of it all to try and find a nominal spot. I chose a back corner spot. Once I parked, I told her that I had to pee and would get some popcorn and candy. She smiled and said that she wanted Sno-Caps. I was really leaving to get a better look around at who was near us. It wasn't that busy; maybe at half capacity.

While I was at the urinal, an usher came in. He was a young man with glasses and was a bit overweight, but looked big-boned at the same time. I suddenly got an idea that would help to make sure that we didn't get caught. He seemed quite dull as we spoke, and as I explained the situation, his face started to become concerned. That was until I pulled a $100 bill out of my wallet and told him that he could have first crack at her. His expression didn't brighten as much as I had expected, but he agreed. I told him to come by the passenger-side of the car when they first jump back in time in the movie. I figured that that would be far enough into the movie to where most would be engrossed in the movie or busy fucking.

I got back in time just for the previews to start. We popped open a bottle of wine, and I told her to just relax and watch the movie. I was less nervous, but now I was anxious. I wished I hadn't picked a point so far into the movie. I had forgotten just how much build up there was to that point. I could tell she was getting somewhat impatient as her hand meandered to my crotch to stroke my semi-hard cock. I nervously shifted in my seat. I didn't want to spoil the surprise, and at the same time, didn't want her to feel like she had to initiate things. We were kissing for a while until I heard the line I was waiting for. "It's the Lybians!" I suddenly broke our kiss and looked at the screen to see them shooting at Doc and Marty.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

I looked back at her wondering eyes. "Just, uh, hold on. I need to get into the console." She leaned back into her seat and gasped with a smile as she saw me pull out her leash and spiked dog collar. If she were wearing panties, they would've been soaked in that moment. She gasped more sensually as the collar's buckle clicked into place. Her eyes were full of lust and I grinned as I told her to put her ass out of the window. The look of surprise, lust, and guilt struck her eyes all at once. I grabbed a fleece blanket for her thighs to rest on and she didn't hesitate to do as she was told. I pulled my pants and boxers down to reveal my fully stiff cock. "Pull your top down and stroke it, whore."

"Yes, master." I roughly fondled a breast as her hand went to my cock. By then, Marty was waking up in the past just as I heard footsteps approaching.

They sounded heavy. There was a short pang of nerves until I heard her gasp. "Someone's touching me," she whispered. I could see that she flexed her hips out for better access. I looked and could see the usher's red vest. My cock throbbed in her hand as I heard his belt being undone.

"Is your pussy nice and wet, whore? Is it ready to get fucked?"

"Oh, god yes. Yes, master."

I grabbed her hair and forced her to look at me. "That's it, whore. Let that stranger use your pussy."

She moaned out loud, and I think it was both from what I told her and the fact that he was pushing his cock inside of her.

"Oh, my god. His cock is so big, master." She let out a guttural grunt, no doubt having been filled by his entire cock.

"Do you like having that stranger's cock in your slutty, wet pussy?" I lightly smacked her face right after asking.

"Unh, yes, master."

The car began to rock from the man's thrusts. Faster and faster. Harder and harder. After a bit, Jill began grunting with every thrust. "Such a dirty, little whore. That man is going to cum in your pussy and there's nothing you can do about it."

"Oh, fuck," she managed to say before her eyes rolled back and her body succumbed to a strong orgasm. I forced my hand over her mouth as she went to scream from him busting his load inside her engorged pussy. I could hear him grunting softly, doing his best to be quiet. After he went away and she calmed down from another orgasm, I grabbed her leash and pulled her in for a deep kiss. She moaned into my mouth and stroked my cock faster. It was then I heard a car door shut nearby. I broke the kiss and could see an older gentleman looking around nervously.

"Here's comes another one. Are you ready, whore?"

"Yes, master."

It was awkward to get into position, but I got onto my knees and lined up my cock with her mouth just as the older gentleman was getting ready to fuck Jill. She greedily sucked my cock as well as she could while the man raped her pussy. She moaned and grunted through several orgasms. He must've been hitting her g-spot. Just as I was building up to my orgasm, I heard another car door slam.

Then suddenly, there was an older woman's voice. "Harold? Harold! What are you doing?"

I pulled my wife in and scrambled to get back into my seat. I could see the man struggling to get his pants back on as I quickly started the car. Jill was laughing as I spun the tires in the gravel during our escape. Once we were on the highway headed back home, I grabbed the leash again and pulled her into my lap. She passionately engulfed my cock with abandon and sucked me hard and fast. I had been built up so much, it was only a minute before I filled her mouth. She leaned up and showed me the cum in her mouth before swallowing. She is such a good whore.

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