Jack and his girlfriend Sylvia were invited over to her friend Lauren’s place for a party. Being an informal get together Jack wore casual clothes while Sylvia wore tight leggings and a crop top. When they arrived at Lauren’s they were welcomed inside.
“Where is your boyfriend?”, Sylvia asked noting his absence.
“His team has practice”, Lauren answered, “He’ll join us after.”
Side by side it was easy to see the differences and similarities of the two women. They were both petite, fit, with perky breasts, and shapely bodies. Sylvia’s hair was darker, Lauren’s hair was longer, but they were both beautiful women. Jack had fantasized about Lauren sexually, which his girlfriend knew and Sylvia would tease him about it.
Wine and food were shared, the women talked, but Jack wanted to see if he could take advantage of the opportunity. The three of them were alone and this might be a real chance to indulge his fantasy about Lauren. "Why don’t we play a game?“, Jack suggested. When the women nodded he offered, "Truth or dare. I’ll go first. Truth.”
“Okay”, his girlfriend took the challenge, “You’ve always wanted to see Lauren naked?”
That one was easy so Jack confidently replied, “That’s true.” Everyone laughed a bit, sipped some more wine, and then he continued, “Lauren, truth or dare?”
“What’s the consequence if I don’t tell the truth or do the dare?”, Lauren asked.
“There’s a forfeit and you have to follow a command from the group”, Sylvia answered.
“Dare then”, Lauren chose.
“I dare you to flash us”, Jack seemed pleased at how easy this was going to be.
With a laugh Lauren stood up, twirled once so everyone could see her black dress and knee socks, then quickly pulled the top of her dress down exposing her tits for a moment before settling her dress back in place. Jack shifted as the sight of her round breasts caused his dick to stir. Sylvia laughed along with her friend as Lauren retook her seat.
“Okay, I can challenge anyone?”, Lauren asked. The couple nodded in response to their friend’s question. "Then Jack, truth or dare?“
"Um”, he thought for a moment, “Truth.”
Now it was Lauren’s turn to think for a moment before she said, “What are your top three sexual fantasies?”
Again Jack shifted as his dick responded to his thoughts. "Well first would be group sex, then being restrained and teased, and watching my girlfriend get pleasured.“ He figured that would be enough of an answer to let both women know exactly what he was thinking. After another sip of wine he addressed Sylvia, "Truth or dare?”
His girlfriend chose truth and so he asked a question that he knew the answer to, but wanted to hear her say in front of her friend, “You’re on birth control so we don’t use condoms, how much do you like the feel of cum inside you?”
Both women laughed and looked at each other like they couldn’t believe Jack had asked that question. It was obvious he was trying to embarrass both women, so Sylvia turned it back around on him and answered, “I love the feel of a dick throbbing inside my pussy, each pulse pushing more cum into me.”
“Oh my god you’re so naughty”, Lauren teased her friend.
“You can’t tell me you don’t feel the same way”, Sylvia responded.
Lauren blushed before answering, “Well I am also on birth control and we don’t use condoms.” All three of them smiled at the answer and Lauren put her arms up as if surrendering to the question. When things quieted down she said, “Okay, that counts as my turn so now I get to pick. Sylvia, truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“What things turn you on the most?”, Lauren was getting into the spirit of the game.
After a minute to think Sylvia answered, “I like being called names, spanked, and dirty talk.” A moment later a smile crossed her face and she exclaimed, as if realizing something suddenly, “Oh! And I love the feel of a hard dick through thin material, like spandex. Whether I can rub it or it rubs against me, ooh it feels so good.”
This time Lauren smiled, a smile that betrayed that her thoughts were quite wicked. It was Sylvia’s turn and she addressed her friend, “Lauren, truth or dare?”
“Truth”, Lauren sounded playful.
“Have you ever been fucked by multiple guys at the same time?”, Sylvia smiled at her question.
Again Lauren blushed slightly before answering, “Yes.” Jack and Sylvia cheered, Lauren covered her mouth with her hands like she was trying to capture the escaped word, but all three of them were laughing. Lauren decided Jack had been sitting out for too long so she challenged him.
“Too many truths, so I choose dare”, Jack said.
“Alright, I dare you to let your girlfriend and I tie you to the chair.”
“Done, that’s easy.” His answer delighted the women, the clapped as they got up and searched the apartment for things they could use to tie him up. Jack finished his wine while he watched them. Lauren found one of her boyfriend’s ties and the women decided to use that for his hands.
Jack’s hands were put behind him and tied, one to each post of the chair, with the long silk tie. Then the women found a belt and used that for one of his legs. Sylvia, his girlfriend, then said, “We can use his belt for the other leg.” So the two women removed Jack’s belt and tied his other leg to the chair.
With his legs and arms restrained the women seemed satisfied and smiled at each other as they sat back down. It was Jack’s turn and he already knew what he wanted next, “Lauren, truth or dare?” She chose dare so Jack said, “I dare you to play the rest of the game without your dress.”
Lauren blushed and seemed a bit reluctant, “What if I don’t?”
That was when Sylvia jumped in, “Then you have a forfeit. Jack and I come up with a command you must follow.” Lauren was hesitating so Sylvia said, “A forfeit would be worse… like playing completely naked and you have to take two more turns.”
“Eek!”, Lauren jumped up from her chair. "No, no. I’ll do it.“ She moved the shoulder straps of her dress down, hooked her thumbs inside, and slid the whole dress down onto the floor. Her hesitation was understandable since she wasn’t wearing a bra, just her knee-high socks and panties. Lauren was left mostly naked.
"Alright my turn”, Lauren’s embarrassment was fading, “Sylvia truth or dare?”
“Dare!”, Sylvia sounded excited.
“I’m not going to be the only one like this”, she waved her hands toward her breasts, “So I dare you to play the rest of the game topless.” With a big smile Sylvia whipped her top over her head. Then she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting it rest for a minute before shaking her boobs sideways and letting the bra fall to the floor.
Both women sipped more wine while they looked at each others breasts. Jack couldn’t help but get hard, his dick pressing against the fabric of his pants. It was Sylvia’s turn and she chose her boyfriend. "Dare", Jack responded.
“You’re all tied up, what can you do?”, Lauren questioned him.
“I know something”, Sylvia said. "This is a double dare! Lauren, I dare you to give Jack a lap dance and Jack I dare you to not cum while she does!“
"If you don’t do it we both have a forfeit”, Jack warned Lauren though honestly he was pleased with how things were going. Sylvia seemed pleased with herself despite challenging another woman to give her boyfriend a lap dance.
Lauren moved to the chair where Jack was tied up and started swaying in front of him. Her perky tits bounced in front of his face. He watched them sway while she wiggled her hips rhythmically. Then she turned around and sat on his lap, feeling his hard dick through the fabric of his pants Lauren said, “Your boyfriend is already hard.”
“Of course he is. He likes to be teased”, Sylvia said squeezing her tits together.
Meanwhile Lauren continued gyrating her hips against Jack’s dick through his pants. He could feel the heat of her pussy through the few layers of cloth between them. Lauren bounced a bit more vigorously, which caused her breasts to bounce, which caused Sylvia to laugh.
After a few minutes Lauren gave up saying, “This won’t make him orgasm.” She returned to her seat, took a sip of wine, then asked, “So who’s turn is it after a double dare?”
“I think you can go”, Sylvia said to Lauren.
“Alright, then I have a double dare as well”, the wicked smile returned to Lauren’s face. "Sylvia I dare you to try to make your boyfriend orgasm and Jack I dare you to not orgasm.“
Sylvia finished her wine and then crossed to here her boyfriend was tied up. "First we need to remove your clothes”, she said to Jack. It took a bit of finesse to get his clothes off and keep him restrained, but she managed. With his hard dick now exposed and sticking up from his lap Jack’s girlfriend dropped to her knees in front of him.
Softly she wrapper a hand around his dick and started stroking his shaft. Lauren watched intently as Sylvia teased her boyfriend, “Are you going to cum for me baby? Do you like when I play with your dick?” Sylvia’s hand moved quickly up and down her boyfriend’s shaft.
Jack couldn’t decide what he wanted to look at more, his girlfriend’s round tits or Lauren’s perky tits. Both women were mostly naked and it was mildly distracting. He feared he was going to orgasm soon and cause the game to end sooner than he wanted.
That was when the door to the apartment opened. The three of them stopped where they were. Lauren’s boyfriend came into the room and looked around. Lauren, his girlfriend, was wearing knee socks and panties only. Sylvia only had on her tight leggings and was on her knees in front of Jack, who was naked and tied to a chair.
Lauren’s boyfriend was tall and muscular, mostly because he was very active with the track and field team. In fact he was still wearing his uniform from practice, the athletic fabric pulled tight to his body showing off a nearly perfect form. It caught Sylvia’s eye and she forgot about her boyfriend’s dick.
“Um, hi”, Lauren’s boyfriend said. "Lauren, what’s up?“
Lauren answered, "We are playing a game of truth or dare. Want to join us?”
“Sure”, he responded. A buldge was growing in the front of his uniform, his dick was getting hard as he looked at both women’s exposed tits. "There’s just one thing", he pointed over his shoulder. Behind him two of his teammates came into the room.
Also dressed in their athletic uniforms they were similarly tall and muscular like Lauren’s boyfriend. When they saw the scene before them both men froze, smiled a bit, and started also sizing up Lauren and Sylvia’s mostly naked bodies.
My wife and I owned a video rental business, not a chain store, it was just a small hole in the wall place. But it was ours and we did quite well for ourselves, even through the switch from tapes to discs. Unfortunately the internet hit our store hard.
After a year of hard times I ended up looking around for anyone that would give us some money to keep the store going, but banks wouldn’t invest. Finally a local business man was willing to lend me the money, and even though I feared he might be connected to illegal activities I took the money to keep our store open.
Of course business didn’t pick up and I was unable to pay back the money. Things finally hit the point where the man I’d borrowed the money from came around threatening me. Thankfully the first few times my wife wasn’t at the store, but the inevitable happened and he came by one day while my wife was there.
When she found out what I had done she was pissed. So was the guy I was pretty sure by now was with the mob. "I’m going to make you a deal", he said to me. "You want to stay open, you can’t pay me the money, so here’s how this works. Your wife pays me in trade and as long as she does that I give you the money to stay open.“
"What? No! We would never do that!”, I yelled.
“Then if I don’t get my money I’m going to have to get violent”, he said smacking me so hard I fell down. He looked at my wife and I feared he was going to hurt her.
“No, don’t!”, I yelled again.
The man didn’t pay attention to me, he grabbed my wife by the arm and led her into the small office in the back. Now the store wasn’t particularly large, really just one room with all the movies, the one tiny office, and one restroom. So while any noise from the office was muffled, it could still be heard anywhere in the store.
Which is how I knew exactly what was happening behind the locked office door. I could hear the man shove my wife and bend her over the desk. Then I heard him lift her dress, remove her panties, unzip his pants, and then a long moment of silence punctuated by a moan from my wife.
Her hands slapped the desk and the sound of bodies in motion floated throughout the store. The man moaned, my wife moaned, and they both started breathing heavy. It was clear he was fucking my wife from behind, pounding her into the desk.
That was when a customer walked in. I was mortified because in less than two seconds the customer heard the sounds of sex. At first she pretended to not hear it, but eventually the customer asked, “Do you have adult movies? Is that what that sound is?”
Knowing I couldn’t tell her the truth I answered, “Yes. That’s a movie. Playing in the back.” I pointed toward the office to confirm my ruse.
The customer seemed only slightly put off, but she stuck around for longer than normal. During that time the sounds of my wife getting fucked were constant. Finally the woman rented a couple movies and left. I returned to trying to get into the office and break up the man violating my wife.
When I pounded on the office door it was my wife’s voice that answered, “Go away! Ooh! Give us a few more minutes! Aah! Just a while longer.” There was no way for me to get into the office so I returned to the desk by the front door.
Helplessly I listened while my wife was turned over onto her back, laid across the tiny desk in the office, and fucked more. Two young men came into the store, customers, and college aged by the look of them. When they heard the sex they both perked up.
“Dude!”, one of them exclaimed, “Do you rent porno?” I had to shake my head no. "Oh, so it’s like a screening room", the young man said pointing toward the office door.
“Uh, yes. That’s it”, I confirmed his lie. "It’s occupied.“
"Cool”, both young men seemed impressed. They waited around for a long time, looking at movies but mostly listening to what they thought was a porn. Eventually they decided they wouldn’t get a turn in the back so they rented the raunchiest movies we had and left.
After nearly an hour the sounds of sex stopped. I could hear the man grunting and my wife moaning, there was a final slam against the desk, and then things went quiet. The door to the office opened, my wife was laying across the desk mostly naked but completely disheveled.
The man emerged straightening his pants and looking very satisfied. "That’s a taste. I’m going to come back every day until I get my money.“ He glanced back over his shoulder toward the office and asked my wife, "Did you hear that whore? I’m coming back every day and you better be here.”
“Fuck yes”, my wife sighed as cum dripped from her pussy onto the desk. The man left the store as I rushed to close the office door. Last thing I needed was a customer walking in and seeing my violated wife.
Next day around lunch time, our busiest time of the day, the man came in again. I’d been considering closing the store, but knew that I wouldn’t be able to hide forever. My wife was sitting in the office with the door closed. When the man came in I stood to protest, but he had another guy with him. If the man I’d borrowed money from was large, this goon following him was colossal.
“Stay here out front and make sure the business runs smoothly”, the man addressed his goon. Then with a look toward me he finished, “I’d hate for someone to get hurt.” With that the man ominously crossed the store and entered the office. I couldn’t see my wife to determine if she was okay or not before the door closed and locked.
Less than a minute later and the sounds of a sloppy blowjob could be heard throughout the store. The goon moved over to the desk where I was, standing next to me. Before I could express my discomfort and displeasure a customer entered the store. It was the woman from the day before, and right around the same time.
When she heard the audible blowjob emanating from the rear of the store she smiled and waved at me. As she returned her movies from yesterday she asked, “Where are the, um, adult movies?” The goon smiled.
Stammering for an explanation I said, “We have a very small selection, it’s really just the viewing room in the back”. I pointed toward the office. She seemed slightly disappointed but rented a couple of very R-rated movies.
Then the two college guys from yesterday came in, just as the woman was leaving. The two heard the sounds of the blowjob and smiled. "Dang", one exclaimed, “It’s occupied again.” As they were returning their movies I got asked, “Mind if we just stick around a minute and listen?”
Before I could yell at them to get the hell out the goon towering over me answered, “Sure, stick around a bit.” Everyone except me smiled. While the two young men browsed movies the sounds in the back changed.
First there was shuffling as bodies and papers moved. Next a moment of silence. Then my wife’s voice, “Oh yes. Put that big dick in my pussy. Fuck me hard and fast.” Followed by the sounds of bodies slapping against each other, the wet sucking sound of my wife’s pussy being violated, which were soon drowned out by her moans.
The two college men high-fived each other. Eventually they picked a couple movies off the shelf and left. "Maybe you should rent porn", the goon said. I shot him a look of disbelief. "Heard you weren’t doing so good. Two customers in five minutes, and both looking for adult stuff. Might be something there.“ He shrugged.
Over the next hour customers came in. When they heard the sounds of fucking they’d get a shocked look on their faces. After those looks of faded they’d browse the movies, longer than customers would normally hang around, and all of them rented something.
Thankfully no one was in the store when my wife yelled, "Yes! Cum in my pussy! Fill me up! Ooh fuck!” I could hear her body shake with an orgasm as the desk rattled beneath her.
“Wife’s a real slut”, the goon whispered. I couldn’t tell if he was kidding or not. A few minutes later the man came out of the office, and I could see my naked wife splayed across the desk with cum dripping from her pussy.
As the man left, and took his goon with him, he threatened that he’d return tomorrow. Angrily I helped my wife clean herself up, but couldn’t interrogate her because she left to go home saying she was tired and sore. That night she claimed the man was making her say those dirty things and that she wasn’t enjoying herself.
But the following morning I left to open the store and half an hour later she showed up wearing a long coat and heels. "What the fuck?“, I asked.
My wife hesitated for a moment before opening the coat. Beneath she was wearing sexy lingerie and nothing else. "He demanded I dress up”, she said. Then she closed the coat up and went to wait in the office.
I was fuming, absolutely angry, until the man showed up with his goon in tow. The two of them were intimidating enough that I could only feel defeated, resigned to what I knew was coming. Sure enough the goon stayed with me at the counter while the man went into the office to join my wife.
That day lasted almost two hours. Many of the customers from the day before returned and spent excessive time looking through the limited selection of movies. Really they were just enjoying the sounds of sex filling the store. Some of the customers even spoke with each other, whispers that I wasn’t able to hear, but there was really just the one topic of conversation.
It was strange that the flow of customers had picked up in just a few days. But I didn’t really understand why until the two college men told me they wouldn’t come back until I had adult movies they could rent and the screening room was available. That was when I started doing some real math, trying to ignore the lewd noises my wife was making.
If all of these customers wanted adult movies I could make enough money to keep the place open, pay the man back and get him to go away. Without that income, this audible torture was likely to be the rest of my life. So I ordered a wide selection of adult movies and started making space on the shelves for them.
There was a middle-aged woman, a customer, that entered the store timed exactly when my wife yelled, “Yes! Fuck this married pussy!” At first she looked petrified, but I gave her the same explanation I’d been giving everyone recently. She commented on how it sounded so real, the sounds of sex, and wanted to know where the dirty movies were. When she found out I was ordering them and they’d be in soon she promised to return.
Before she could leave though my wife yelled again, “Yes! Fuck me! Give me that cum!” There were heavy grunts from the office and a moment later the door opening. That was all I needed, a customer seeing what was happening. The man was clearly zipping his pants up and my wife was sitting in her lingerie looking well fucked.
Now that the sounds had stopped I didn’t know what to say, what excuse I could give the woman. The man and his goon left without saying a word. Silently I shut the door to the office, to hide my wife from view, before returning to the desk. The woman asked if that was a viewing booth, like in an adult shop, with a gloryhole. Not knowing what else to say I confirmed her guess. Seemingly satisfied she left and I slumped behind the counter.
For a week this trend continued. My wife would wear something skimpy, or nothing at all, and wait in the office. The man would arrive with a goon and spend hours fucking my wife. Customers would flood in throughout the day, always looking for action. Everyone wanted to use the “booth” and wanted to rent movies, but I had to explain the movies were on the way.
I didn’t know what to say about the “booth” or how to explain to people they couldn’t use it at all because it was real and supposed to be on office. That weekend though, the day before the adult movies arrived, the man showed up with a crew of goons. One of the goons escorted me from the store, took me away for the day, while everyone else stayed at the store with the closed sign in the window.
When I got back to the store they’d done some construction. The restroom was smaller, the office was gone, and instead there was a large booth with a viewing screen, two chairs, and table. All of my office documents were now beneath the front counter. More surprising was my naked wife, resting on the stool behind the counter, looking as well fucked as always, but on full display for everyone.
“What the hell?”, I asked.
The man explained, “My guys been telling me about your customers. So we’re giving them what they want. Oh, and I’m changing our deal. Now that I’m invested in your business I’m going to take a percentage of your profits rather than you paying me back. We’re partners now.”
How the hell was I supposed to get out of that? They left me and my wife in what was quickly feeling less like my store and more like a prison. I helped my wife get dressed and home, not sure if the new deal included her being violated anymore.
The next day I arrived at the store early to get the shipment of new movies unpacked and on the shelf. At opening time a goon showed up, in his words, to help. Now half the store was packed with adult movies while a lewd booth stood open and waiting at the back.
My wife didn’t show up that day, and neither did the man. But the new movies and booth were both quite popular. In that day the store made more money that it had the previous month. Turns out the booth had been designed so the sounds of whatever movie was playing, were audible throughout the store.
At the end of the day the goon helped me close up, took the percentage of money for his boss, and then left me to go home. When I got there my wife was in bed sleeping. I asked her where she’d been all day. My relief that perhaps the portion of the deal that involved her was over was short-lived.
“Been here”, she said, “That man visited me earlier for a few hours.”
“What? Here? In our home?”, I demanded to know.
“Yes. He thought it better than disrupting business. So we’ll be meeting here from now on.”