The Summer House: A Wife Sharing Tale

by Jason Lenov

"Yeah," I replied, "sure. It was hot."

  "Yeah. I know. Your wife is natural sub. You don't even know it do you?"

  "Uh...no, I guess I didn't know that."

  He smiled and walked me over to the leather covered table. "You know what it is?"

  "Uh, no."

  "It's breeding bench. You know about that?"

  "I...I guess I can probably figure it out."

  His grin grew wider. "You can imagine Valerya here? Kneeling, yes? Her legs spread open so her pussy is nice and open?"

  My heart started beating a little faster hearing him talk about Valerya like that. It felt a little weird, talking to another guy about my wife's pussy but I wasn't about to walk away. I wanted to hear what he was going to say about the bench, even if I didn't think Val would ever go for something like that.

  "Yeah, I don't know. Val's pretty conservative you know. This might be a little much for her."

  "Wait amigo, I didn't finish. I will tell you rest of the story and then we can ask your beautiful wife what she thinks."

  "Okay..."

  "I have some friends. Strong men. Workers. They helped me build this place. Sometimes I invite them for a party, you know?"

  "Yeah, sure."

  "How would you like to sit on that chair," he pointed to one of the armchairs in the corner, "and watch my friends fuck your wife while Shanice is sucking on your cock?"

  My eyes popped open. What the fuck?!? Had I heard that right?

  Viktor started laughing. "You like the idea, yes?"

  Did I like the idea? Was this guy serious?!? Did I like the idea of a bunch of strangers fucking my wife in a dungeon while I watched? "Uh, Viktor, you've been super kind to us but I think...I don't know, I just think this might be a little too hardcore for Val, you know?"

  "Too hardcore for Valerya? Or too hardcore for you?"

  I took a deep breath. On the one hand this was really turning me on. To sit there watching Val being used by a bunch of guys sounded hot. It was also insane! I was pretty sure she would never go for it but what if she did? If I'd had trouble getting used to things this morning, what would it feel like to wake up after something like that had happened? I'm not sure why but I started to laugh.

  "Eh? You see? You like it!" Viktor said. He punched my arm.

  "You know, I guess it would be pretty hot but I really don't think Valerya would go for anything like that. She's too...I just think it's too much."

  "Hey," he said putting his hands on both of my shoulders and looking me squarely in the eye. "You tell me. You want it to happen?"

  "Sure, but..."

  "Okay. I will help with Valerya."

  I wasn't sure what to say. Do you say 'thanks' to something like that? Also I was pretty sure he wasn't going to be able to do anything to convince Val to do what he'd said. I just nodded and started walking around the room again. Once I'd gotten a good look at everything, Viktor opened the door for us to leave. The sun was bright outside and it took a while for my eyes to adjust. I was still kind of squinting when we got back upstairs. The sight of Val spread eagle on the couch with Shanice's face between her legs sure opened my eyes.

  We both stood there, Viktor and I, me dumbstruck and staring at Val squirming beneath Shanice's mouth. Viktor had a hand on his hip and looked proudly at his 'pet.'

  Val opened her eyes and saw me standing there. The sight of me watching seemed to excite her even more. I guess all that stuff she'd said the other night was true, that every woman wants a man to stare at them they I was staring at her now. Her mouth opened in a moan.

  Shanice's dark hands ran along Valerya's tender, white flesh. She'd sensed her coming excitement and her licks and laps got more insistent. That made Val moan again as her body moved in swells along the couch.

  My cock was rigid and pushing against my shorts.

  Val's moans crescendoed. She touched her breast. She pushed her pelvis out, feeding Shanice her pussy. She was staring at me when the orgasm took hold of her. She moaned three low, sobbing moans her body arching up off the couch to be even closer to Shanice's mouth.

  Shanice kept eating Val's sweet pussy, putting her hands under Val's ass to keep her up. She feasted on it, stretching the climax out until Val shook and shrank back. Shanice came down with her towards the couch, licking up the last of the juices before pulling off. She wiped the corners of her lips with a finger, then crawled back up onto the couch.

  "You see?" Viktor asked with a smile, "What a good pet she is?"

  I nodded weakly, my eyes still on my wife whose legs were still splayed displaying her glistening pink pussy to everyone in the room. All I wanted was to run across the room, tear off my shorts and bury myself inside her, fuck her and come between her legs.

  Viktor glanced down and noticed my erection. "You want to fuck your wife amigo?" he asked, his huge paw slapping me on the back.

  Val laughed and closed her legs and Shanice smiled. It seemed like I was the only one in the room that found any of what was happening strange or uncomfortable.

  "Take my advice," he said, leaning in close and speaking quietly. "Wait until the end of the night. You need to blow, Shanice will take care of you. Save the best for last."

  I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I didn't know whether Val had heard what he'd said or not but I knew there was no way she'd go for anything like that. I walked over to the couch where they were sitting and sat down beside Val while Viktor walked into the kitchen.

  "Are you having fun?" I asked.

  "What do you think silly?" she giggled.

  I looked over at Shanice. She was watching us. I couldn't help but glance at her dark, full breasts the nipples an even deeper shade of brown. I thought I was being stealthy but Val caught me staring. "Sorry..." I muttered, my eyes drifting down towards the ground in shame.

  "Robbie," she whispered, "it's okay."

  I looked up to see her smiling.

  "Why should I be the only one who gets to have some fun?"

  That was not what I'd expected to hear at all. I almost couldn't believe she'd said it. "What are you talking about?"

  "I'm talking about Shanice," she said, leaning in even closer. I felt her nibble my ear. I turned to see her smiling at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Shanice move off the couch.

  "Are you serious?" I asked Val, still finding it hard to believe that she would be this easy-going about something so lewd.

  She closed her eyes and leaned in towards me in a kiss.

  Had they fed her drugs? Had she gone crazy? Or was this really all happening because I'd rented a summer house? As I felt Shanice's hand tugging at my belt, my wife's lips still locked with mine, all the questions evaporated and I gave myself over to the moment.

  When Val pulled away, Shanice had already freed my stiff and ready cock from my pants. Her slender black fingers wrapped around it as she leaned her mouth closer to the head.

  I looked back and forth frantically between her and Val, not knowing what I should be doing and not wanting to mess anything up.

  "Baby," Val whispered, "it's okay. Just relax."

  I did what she said and let myself stare at Shanice as she took my cock into her mouth. The hot wetness of her tongue made me shudder. She bobbed up and down on me a few times, licking around my glans before sinking low and taking my whole cock into her mouth.

  I gasped with pleasure and my gaze immediately shot towards Val. Despite what she'd said, I was still worried that this wasn't going to turn out right, that she'd get upset or jealous at what was happening.

  She wasn't either of those things. She was staring at Shanice gliding up and down my hard pole just as intently as I'd been. When she saw that I'd turned to look at her, she leaned in again and kissed my mouth.

  I let out a deep groan as her tongue pushed past my lips and pressed against mine. The feeling of Shanice sucking my cock, taking me so deep that I could feel her throat, combined with the feeling of Val's passionate kiss made me ready to erupt. Cum pulsed from my balls
and I felt it filling my cock. I pulled away from Val.

  "Fuck...I'm going to come," I said, wanting to warn Shanice in case she wanted to pull off.

  She didn't. Instead, as soon as I'd said it, she put a hand on my balls and started kneading them gently. She took all of my into her mouth, so deep that I was in her throat now. She started swallowing, the muscles of her throat closing around my glans, coaxing my cum out.

  "Fuck!" I cried, my hips jutting up, my cock pushing deeper into her mouth. I felt a blast of hot cum come spurting out.

  She didn't miss a beat. She kept swallowing and swallowing, staring up at me with her dark eyes as she milked everything I had from my cock.

  When I floated back down to earth from the peak of my orgasm, I was in a daze. My head was spinning slightly and I couldn't believe what just happened. I turned to Val, some part of me still expecting that she might get mad.

  She was staring at Shanice who was holding my cock with her fingers now and cleaning it off. She looked up at me. "Baby, that was so hot!"

  Viktor came into the room, grinning at my predicament. "Ready for lunch?"

  Everyone except me burst into laughter. I was still dumbfounded at what was happening. After a while I started to smile and then chuckle. As crazy as it was, I guess we were going on this ride.

  Viktor turned out to be an exceptional cook. He made crab cake sliders with mayo on artesenal bread and paired it with a dry white wine. Shanice ate from a bowl by the table because, as Viktor explained, they were playing pet today.

  I found the whole thing a little weird. I knew there were people that did those things, I just never would have thought they would do them in front of strangers. I guess that was part of the thrill, though and we weren't complete strangers after all.

  After lunch he ordered Shanice into her cage for a nap and took Val and I back around the house. Val didn't react the way I expected her to when he opened the door and we stepped inside. I thought she'd be more shocked, more aghast by the array of punishment devices. She seemed more interested in it than anything.

  "I told your husband all about my room. You recognize what this is for?" Viktor asked her.

  Val stepped up to it, ran a hand along the leather covering it but shook her head.

  "Robbie wants you to have a breeding party."

  "Uh...I..." I started to protest but Viktor who was standing behind Val put a finger to his lips.

  She couldn't see it. She only looked up to see me staring at her. She came closer, pressing herself against my chest. "Robbie. Really?"

  Really?!? What was she saying? She seemed genuinely excited about the prospect. Did she even know what he was talking about? Was this really my Val?

  "I...uh...I mean..."

  "He's shy now Valerya," Viktor interrupted. "He told me he could never ask you himself. I told him I would help. What do you think?"

  Val leaned in even closer, smiling, and kissed me on the cheek. "Robbie, you don't have to be shy. We're having a great time, right?"

  My mind was reeling from everything that had just happened. I shook my head in disbelief. "Uh, sure?"

  She narrowed her eyes. "Sure? Yes sure or no sure?"

  I didn't know what to say. This was all so crazy and happening so fast.

  Val sensed my hesitation. She puffed up a little, grabbed my hand and turned to look at Viktor. "We have to talk," she said and dragged me out of the room.

  The fresh air of the forest was a welcome reprieve from the dark walls of Viktor's dungeon. I was grateful that Val had got me out of there but speechless at the change in her demeanour and personality. Val was not a 'take command' kind of girl and here she was, taking command.

  "Hey," she said, squeezing my hand. "You okay?"

  "Uh, yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little...surprised, I guess by all this."

  "Isn't it crazy? He's kind of crazy, right?"

  "Viktor? Yeah, I guess. I mean, he's a nice guy. Thanks for dragging me out of there, I kind of got a little dumbstruck."

  "Robbie, I want you to be honest. Don't let Viktor push you around. Do you really want to do what he said?"

  I looked deep into Val's eyes. She real had changed somehow. We'd changed. We'd never just been this honest with each other, this open. It was an amazing feeling. Like we were much closer than before. "Do you?"

  She bit her lower lip and glanced down at the ground before looking up at me again. "I do."

  Those two words dug a pit in my stomach that I didn't think I'd ever fill again. My wife. My sweet, innocent Valerya had just told me she wanted a bunch of strange men to fuck her. She wanted a 'breeding party.'

  "That hurts?" she asked softly.

  "Kind of," I replied.

  This time she didn't get upset, though. This time she didn't call the whole thing off or say that was that. This time she kept looking at me, kept studying my eyes.

  "The good kind of hurt?"

  The question took me by surprise. I didn't know myself what kind of hurt this was. It sounded hot when Viktor had asked me about it. Now that I saw that Val was into it, eager about it, it was a little harder to take. I tried to laugh it off. "Yeah, I guess."

  Val didn't find it funny. She was staring at me. She was curious about this, I could tell. "So if I tell you I want to do the breeding party, you get jealous?"

  Hearing the words come out of her mouth sent a pulse of jealous angst through me. It disappeared somewhere in that deep pit in my stomach. "I guess, yeah."

  She was still staring at me when I felt her touch my cock. I hadn't even realized I'd gotten hard again. Her eyes went up a little. "But it also makes you hard?"

  I couldn't deny it. I was hard as a rock. Even if I'd lied, she had the proof in her hand. She let go of me and stepped back.

  "Do you want me to decide?" she asked, folding her arms across her chest.

  Did I? In a way it would be easier, just handing her the reins. But how far would she go? When would I want her to stop and how would I get her to do that? The answer became very clear to me in that moment. This could never be something one or the other of us chose. We had to both do it together. If we didn't decide together, it would tear us apart.

  "No. I don't want you to decide. I want us to decide. I'm...I'm into it if you are. It's crazy but, well, we've done a whole bunch of crazy. Let's do a little more."

  Her eyes lit up along with her smile. "Okay Robbie. What if it gets too much? What if you want to stop?"

  "It won't. At least I think it won't. Although it does freak me out, thinking of being in that position and not being able to stop it happening."

  She thought for a moment. "Okay. All you have to say is summer house."

  "Summer house?"

  "Summer house. If I hear you say summer house, everything stops."

  A pulse of nervous excitement flooded through me this time. This felt better. Talking about it together, having a safe word. This seemed like an island of reason in all the crazy. Our island. A smile crept across my lips. "You took your pill this morning, right?" I joked.

  Valerya arched her eyebrows. Her lips opened slightly. I expected her to make a joke or start giggling or tell me to stop. She shrugged her shoulders, turned around and walked out back towards the house.

  It was the last thing I expected her to do. My stomach tightened as I watched her disappear back into the dungeon. What the fuck?!? Now she had really gone crazy and this was proof. It wasn't like her at all. Val was never that much of a tease. There was no way she'd really forgotten to take her pill in the morning, I was almost positive of that. She was religious about it. We weren't too interested in having a baby around just yet. But the fact that she'd done that, even if it was just to tease me, was so hot. The thought that she would let another man fuck her and come into her pussy bareback was so risky and sexy that I found myself getting hard again.

  I took a deep breath and followed her back into the dungeon. I expected us to chat with him some more, maybe go back upstairs and have some drinks o
r the barbecue, the one he'd invited us for. I didn't expect to see their mouths locked together, her hair in his fist as he pulled her head back and kissed her deeply. For some reason I thought that game would start later and it was almost as much of a shock seeing it as it had been the first time he kissed her on the bed in the loft.

  I stood by the door, staring at their two bodies locked together. Valerya looked helpless in his grasp. There was a tension in her body from the way he was gripping her hair but the way she was standing, the way she was pushing her chest towards him was, the way her back was arched explained exactly what she wanted. His fat cock back inside her little cunt.

  When he finished kissing her he opened his eyes and stared deeply into hers. It was disconcerting because of how long he looked at her. He wasn't just enjoying her beautiful eyes before moving on. No. It was an act of total dominance, over her and somehow over me, too. He looked up and for the first time since we'd met, I think, his expression was serious.

  "You want to stay?" he asked.

  The question took me by surprise and sent a jolt of adrenaline through me. Why was he even asking? I hadn't contemplated the possibility that him and Val might fuck without me there. Me watching had always been part of the deal. I nodded.

  He jerked his head towards the chair in the corner of the room then turned his attention back to Val.

  I shuffled over and sat down, a little uneasy by this new and different Viktor with his serious demeanour.

  He wasn't paying any attention to me anymore, though. He'd released Val's hair and let her stand up. He muttered something to her and she started peeling off her clothes. His hungry eyes roamed up and down her body as her clothes fell to the floor. Viktor undid the zipper of his shorts and pushed them off. They fell to the floor with his boxers once again exposing his long, fat cock hanging heavy between his legs.

  My heart started beating harder and my palms began to sweat. Val was naked now, too. Naked and standing in front of him, her body a curve of seduction, ready for his next order.

  His next order.

  The words made me shudder. My wife was standing there waiting for another man to tell her what he wanted her to do.

  He stepped forward, put a finger on her chin. Leaning in, he whispered something in her ear.