She talked about oxygen deprivation and code words.Finally Tony stopped her explanation, "You mean a rape Fantasy." "Yes," replied Chelsea. "I want my...husband to rape me. Crazy isn't it?"Tony's mind was swimming. The thought of raping his own wife had never even occurred to him, but as Chelsea was going through the explanation of the event, he noticed her nipples hardening and his cock was getting hard also. "I don't know Chelsea, I really wouldn't know how to pull that off?" he said. Chelsea,. Luckily for me, my dear hubby called me later, saying his business trip was being extended and he was sorry to tell me that he could come back home after four more days. It would give me time to get my fully stretched holes to recover their normal tightness.Two days later, one of these guys, Vince, was very insistent and I finally agreed to meet him again. I had loved his massive hard dick stretching my holes to the limits. And he was the most handsome guy of that wild bunch of horny men that. Tony was startled and jumped at her question. He turned and saw theyoung, beautiful pharmacist smiling at him. Kristin, her name tag said. She was about 5' 10" with a frame on the slender to average side, thoughnot without amazing curves. She looked to be in her late twenties, likeTony, and had long black hair that she wore up that day. The darkness ofher hair was contrasted by the milky complexion of her skin and her azurecolored eyes. Tony blushed a deep crimson in the light of such. It was 10 PM. The farewell had ended in the evening and then her class had proceeded to go to a club. When she reached back home I was all alone there because we had to go to a dinner party and since Alisha had gotten late in returning from her farewell, I had volunteered (with a mischievous plan to fuck her) to stay back and wait for her.The bell rang and I answered the door. Alisha was standing there looking as stunning as ever. I let her in and as she walked toward the living room couch, I.