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Going away for two weeks, but when I get back there will be a lot more of THIS.
What a way to celebrate mother's day by posting all these adorable massive mammaries!Quote:
Originally Posted by winstanley
Looking forward to more ;)
I’m on holiday now with only a phone, and no access to my rather large image collection … but am busy planning new episodes of THE HOT WIFE, a saga that has already racked up over 50 posts here in the World Of Wonder.
It’s the story of how I unleashed the sexual potential of my large-breasted mature wife, how I decided to generously make her available to all the men that were lusting after her (a lot), about all the tests and challenges I set her, all the instructions I gave her and what happened when she obediently carried them out.
New chapters coming soon.
My current obsession is to get the wife down on her knees in front of a mirror to suck me off. There is nothing, truly nothing like the symbolism of a woman doing this. You know it, she knows it. It absolutely says 'master and slave' in a way that no-one can deny. You know who is dominant and who is being dominated. Who is in control and who is being controlled. Who is being pleasured and whose job it is to provide that pleasure. Who can speak and who cannot. Add some photos and its perfection. With a woman on her knees doing this to you, the world feels perfect.
Welcome back, you were missed, and i couldnt agree more about the world being right with a woman on her knees and your dick in her mouth.
Thanks so much! It's good to be back!Quote:
Originally Posted by geb204
THE HOT WIFE | A RECAP FOR NEWCOMERS
The Hot Wife is a story I wrote here. It currently runs from Episode 1 to Episode 55. The story unfolds between those two pages, broken up with other 'regular' posts, about other things.
It's the story of 'my wife' (a fictional one, not the real one I was talking about three posts ago), a mature woman whose fabulous figure is not matched by her self-confidence. In the story, I decide she's a wasted resource who should - somehow - become available to the very many men who lust after her. The story tells how that happens, how I then control her - and her sex life - and what I do with that control.
Episodes 1-4 set the scene: with her big tits, she's a bombshell and evverybody knows it but her. Then, in Episode 5 to Episode 9, I recount how everything changed. You have to read it, but she has an indiscretion with a teenage boy which i realise I can exploit.
From Episode 10 to Episode 14 you hear about her first session with an adult stranger: how I set it up, get everythng prepared, and what happens.
Episodes 15 to Episode 34 are about a series of challenges I set her. Each time I lay out parameters which she has to follow. Each is more demanding than the last. From Episode 35 I advertise her and start to charge for her services! Perhaps feeling guilty about this, in Epsodes 38 and 41 I argue forcefully that I have the right to sell her. Sometimes she tries to push back, and in Episode 37a she tearfully says she feels like a prostitute. But I have soon talked
her round and - in Epsiode 37b - I facefuck her and cum on her face - just to establish who is in control.
Episode 39 is all about the joy of watching her get drilled in the missionary position, legs in the air. And it's not all about the money: in Episode 42 I show my generous, caring side by letting a bunch of men titfuck her for half-price.
Episodes 43 and 44, are especially good. Here you get the story of a doomed 'love affair' she has with one of the clients. She thinks this guy is the route to freedom, love and fulfilment, but i have other ideas. So these episodes tell you how I turn this situation to my advantage and in Episode 45, there's the 'reward' I give her for thinking she could leave me.
Episode 49 ia a bit of psychological insight. It turns out that although she occasionally tries to rebel, all this sex - and all the attention from men - has boosted her self confidence: now, for the first time she believes in herself.
In Episodes 52 and 53 we are reminded that this life is not always plain sailing. A client takes advantage. Read about what he does, and how I react. And finally, in Episodes 54 and 55, there's another challenge: lots of sex with stangers again, but this time with a twist.
Each episode is illustrated by 30+ pictures, helping me to help you to get the idea. Soon the story wll restart - with new episodes - but in the meantime, why not check out the story so far ...?
Hopefully you enjoyed your well deserved time off... great going away post!!Quote:
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I didn't know it but things were heading for a breakdown.
For my part, I was comfortably settled into this routine where my wife was endlesssly performing as a sex toy for strangers. I set up different 'challenges' for her from time to time. Sometimes from the clients' point of view these were like 'special offers': this week she'll be doing this ... don't miss the opportunity to have her do x or y to you ... etc. Giving guys the opportunity to have her in a particular way, or in a particular sort of situation. Like any marketing exercise, it helped to stimulate orders from her fans. They got stimulated, and then they were on the phone or online trying to get a slot with her. The punters loved it, she got on with the work, and I thought everything was fine! I mean: what man wouldn't?
But as it turned out, she wasn't so happy.
Things came to a head - if you'll excuse the joke - when I arranged a blowjob and facial marathon for her. Even by the standards of our project this was quite extreme - the number of men, the vast amounts of sperm - but she got on wiith it like the Good Girl she was. I became dimly aware that she wasn't looking too happy ... but of course, and let's be honest, that was a turn-on too. The gifs and pics I put online - of her troubled, defeated face covered in cum - sent the punters totally wild, so I just kept booking more guys in ...
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She worked her way to the last of the bookings in my 'blowjob and facial marathon', looing - I have to say - increasingly unhappy about it. For my part. I thought it had been a great success as, no doubt, did every man who had got his dick sucked and dumped his load on her face., splattering it with goo. But she looked tired, and told myself she just needed a break. She'd earned it, after all! She'd have a break, recover her energy and enthusiasm, and then we'd kick things off again.
After the last one had gone, she came out, wiping her face with a towel. There was a moment's silence, then she said: "is that the last one?" I said yes, it was. To which she replied, firmly and looking me in the eye:
"Then that's the last one. I'm not doing it any more."
And it was. I argued, pleaded, tried everything. Didn't she love me? Didn't she know what it meant to me? And hadn't she enjoyed it ... at least, some of it? And what about the extra money: wasn't that useful? I told her how good she was at it: didn't it feel good to be using those skills? To be appreciated? I tried, but nothing worked.
I stopped taking bookings, sent out a message to the clients, fielded desperate begging emails wanting 'one last time'. I closed down the bookings site, changed my phone number and we moved away to a new place.
And that was it, for the next two years.
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So like I say. She refused to see any more men. We moved to a new area where we knew no-one, and no-one knew us.
It was odd for me adjusting to our new life. Before, everything had been built around the men she serviced and the sex she gave them. There were breaks, and periods when it was more or less intense - I liked to mix it up, so that she couldn't relax into a routine. And part of that was the different challenges I had set her. But it was always there: we were never that far away from her having to service some stranger or other.
And now there was just her and me. No-one in the new town knew who we were. Of course, she still looked as hot as hell. And she couldn't hide those tits. When we were out, guys would stare. That was funny. Because when I saw some guy looking at her, the guy didn't know what she'd done. What had been done to her. But I knew. I had all the records. Numbers, places, names, details. And I had all photos and videos: my archive. So I would look at the guy across the bar transfixed by her huge boobs, and think ...
... if only you knew!
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One day - in our new life - I was shopping in the nearest town when I became aware of a guy staring at me. And I quickly remembered who he was. He was one of her old clients - actually one of the earliest ones - someone who had had her numerous times over the course of a few years. A real fan who kept coming back for more.
I couldn't pretend I didn't know him. I owned up to the fact that she was out of the business and that was all in the past. He couldn't believe it - kept saying what a waste it was - how she was 'a natural', how she was so good at it, and how she'd always seemed happy to be doing it. I shrugged my shoulders and told him I agreed with everything he said ... but she had made the decision. There wasn't much I could do.
He turned to leave, then said "hey ... wait ... I've got something you should see ... some little souvenirs I kept". Pulling out his phone he switched it on and tapped the screen a few times before passing it to me. And there she was, with a big fat cock filling her mouth, staring into the camera. My wife. "Swipe", he said, so I did, and there was another, and another and another: always with a mouthful of cock, always looking into the lens. You could tell from the lighting and the settings that each was a different occasion. I had forgotten just how many times he had been with her. "It's just a think I did - every time, I got her to look at me as she was sucking my cock. Pretty cool, right?"
It was cool. I thought how many times she'd sucked this one man ... then, what if you multiplied that up by all her clients, who always came more than once, and sometimes many times. And do you know what I felt? Pride. I had done that. All those cocks had got erect, got sucked and then pumped their cum into her or over her because of my project - turning her from a sad, bored housewife, lacking in confidence, into the magnificent slut that she had become.
I had done that, and you bet I felt a glow of pride.
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We said our goodbyes, and I apologised again for her 'retirement'. But as I turned to go he caught my arm. "Just one more thing you have to see" - he had the phone out again - "my facial collection!" And of course it was her again: pic after pic of her face decorated with his sperm. On her cheeks, on her forehead, hanging in strings off her chin and nose, in her hair and caught on her eyelashes, dribbling out of her mouth. Amazing.
After he went I found somewhere to jerk off. Needed it. And I remembered how much my sex life had come to revolve around watching her with other men. Watching other men use her.
It was gutting to think that was all gone.
She doesn't want it on her face. And she really doesn't want the photo. But too bad. They are both happening. They are not optional.
It's important to have goals.
Here's today's. Fill your wife's mouth with your big cock. Ideally it's going to be big as the concept works better that way, but if not, well - you have to work with what you've got. Anyway, get that fat cock (fat is more important than long, in this case) in her mouth, get your camera ready, then tell her to look into the camera. Snap!
And now, you own her. And what is more, you have the photo to prove it.
How's that for an achievement?
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I took a job in the local town to make up for the income I had lost since she 'retired'. One day I met a guy who did deliveries round our way. He recognised me and winked "I enjoyed the show at your place the other day - thanks!" I asked him what he meant and after some persuasion he told me. It turned out my wife was parading around the house in see-through clothes. Clearly visible through the windows. It occurred to me that she had been ordering more things online.
So she had been deliberately making sure delivery drivers and trademen coming to the house got turned on. And actually, who knows what else she had done for them? Out of the house a lot, I had no way of knowing.
Her words on the day when she'd just seen her last customer came back to me - that's the last one. I'm not doing it any more - and for the first time since then, I thought that maybe - just maybe - it wasn't over.
She is doing it RIGHT.
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What the delivery guy had told me got me thinking. There were questions I needed to answer. And to do that I needed a bit of subterfuge. So one day I bid goodbye to my wife after breakfast, but after a short distance parked the car and slipped back into our property over a wall at the end of the garden. Now, you have to understand, that there was a decent amount of garden round this house - lots of trees and bushes - and in fact the house itself couldn't be overlooked from outside its boundaries. Whatever you did there, no-one could see.
So I slipped through the trees to a place where I could overlook the fron door but be nicely concealed and out of sight. It wasn't long before the first delivery van arrived. Out gets the driver, approaches the door and rings the bell. Now, from I was I couldn't see her, but I could see there was a conversation, and the parcel got handed over. But then ... the conversation seemed to go on ... when you would normally expect a busy driver to just scan the package, get a signature or whatever and drive off to his next drop, that wasn't happening. What was going on? What were they talking about?
The next thing I knew, the driver looked quickly around - over each shoulder - and quickly stepped inside. By this stage I was pretty sure I knew what was going on, but I worked my way around and through the bushes until I could see in through the living room window - being careful to stay out of sight. When I finally got into position, this is what I saw:
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They hadn't hung around. In the time it took me to get around the house he had got his clothes off (I guessed she had already been naked - or almost naked) and was inside her. Slamming away, missionary position. Her legs spread wide in a position of total surrender, sometimes locked round his back. I always loved seeing guys do it to her that way and was quickly erect.
So, I thought - as some random white van man drove his cock into my wife - this was her idea of retirement. This was her idea of 'never doing it again'. So much for 'the last time'. I was turned on - my cock out and my hand now - but I felt betrayed. She had been doing it behind my back. That wasn't right. And wasn't it me that had opened up that world for her? Given her a way to realise her potential? All her sexual achievements had happened because I had opened the door to them (literally, in fact). She owed it all to me and now she had cut me out of the picture. I realised I had to get control back.
I let him finish. There were a couple of different positions, ending up with him standing, her kneeling in front of him, her back arched, tits and ass pushed out. Spectacular. When he was done and was driving off, i was quickly round to the front door and quietly using my key.
I entered the house without a sound.
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She was still in the living room, and looked magnificent: naked, with his cum on her face. And that body, those tits as amazing as ever. With a strange blank expression, she said "I've been a bad girl" and - seeing me unzipping - she dropped down to her knees.
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I was rock hard after watching the delivery guy fuck her. I was also angry. Without speaking I forced her down to her knees and began to aggressively fuck her face. And as I did, I thought over what had happened.
We'd had years of her servicing other men. And for quite a long time it was our life. Yes, I had manouvered her into it originally. Yes, she wasn't always happy about doing it. And yes, I sometimes had to work hard to persuade her to continue. But most of the time she had been a good girl, doing a great job. She liked the fact that the guys worshipped her (which they did). I loved it. And they - hundreds of them, I lost count - definitely loved it.
Out of the blue, a few years ago, she had suddenly announced it was over. No more men. That was it. The end. She wasn't doing it any more. I went along with it, we uprooted ourselves and made a new start in a new area.But now what had I found? She'd invlited a complete stranger into the house to fuck her while I was out. Behind my back. That was not what we had agreed. Betrayal.
As I forced my fat cock into her throat over and over again, I told her exactly what I thought. And exactly how it was going to be, from then on. Of course, she wasn't able to answer.
But it wasn't meant to be a conversation.
I hope some of you will be interested in reading the story of The Hot Wife from the beginning.
To get you interested, check out post #5127, which will give you a guide to episodes 1-55.
Missing your posts. Hope you return soon.
Hey WS.
It's been a while.
You still with us?
We miss you.
Mr. winstanley, I have a Private Message ready to send you, once your mailbox has room.
- RevDodgson
I was sorry to have to stop posting to FF last year. I'd been a member since 2006 and had racked up over 12,000 posts. This thread was one of the biggest with over 5000 posts. I thought I had made a really substantial contribution, and that this was appreciated. I was really committed to my series 'The Hot Wife' and had just posted Episode 66 when I suddenly found it had been removed because in the story, the main character receives one slap from her husband. One (ficticious) slap. So I thought: 'why am I bothering?' If that's the level of gratitude there is for 18 years and 12,000+ posts. And I stopped.
Some of the criteria by which posts are evaluated are subjective and even debatable.
I remember a post of mine that was deleted for calling a woman "fat".....
I wouldn't be qualified to do so, but I think I can interpret everyone's thoughts and apologize to you.
One of the best ever posters on here and sadly missed.
Respect for his honesty in posting this reply
Yeah it's a shame about this site. Every time something of mine with AI gets deleted I'm reminded of that quote from Boogie Nights when Reynolds is asked to switch from film to video and he resists, "You're holding on too tight Jack."
I have tons of content of my personal vids and pics that I enhance with AI that I just post elsewhere because this site is too stubborn to adjust to the times.
Sorry to have lost such a valuable contributor! If you are posting anywhere else, please send me a DM and let me know where I can find you. Best regards!Quote:
Originally Posted by winstanley
Thank you, Mr. W!Quote:
Originally Posted by winstanley
Their mouths and throats exist just to receive and pleasure any cock put in front of them
Did he ever respond? I didn't like all of his stuff, but a lot of it was very impressive.Quote:
Originally Posted by schmack
Hey WS.
Happy to hear you're doing well.
Garden Party '72.
"Mr.Hugh's hid in Dylan's shoes, wearing his disguise"
" You can't please everyone so you gotta please yourself".
No reply yet...Quote:
Originally Posted by usbiv223
Hi folks,
thanks for the supportive and understanding replies, and again - I am sorry to have dropped out of FF. But I pit a lot of work into those stories. A LOT of work. And a whole lot of time posting to FF and interacting with other members going back to 2006.I thought the mods reaction was ridiculous, and also very disprespectful of someone who made such a contribution to FF and its community. There just didn't seem to be any point in carrying on.
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You're a ff legend in my book.Quote:
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