Pam's Pain

He must have seen a look of fear on my half hidden face.

"Remember Pam, I told you that once we started you had to see it through to the end," he said softly. "You have your Safe Word if you want it all to stop - but I don't think you want that at all!"

He was right. Despite the tears that began running down my cheeks, I didn't even try to resist as he rose up over me. I felt his fingers between my thighs, parting my lips and pressing into my vagina.

"You're very wet, Pam. Whatever your brain is telling you, your cunt desperately wants to be fucked!"

He was right again; my body wanted to feel that huge cock inside it so badly! I wondered what his face looked like as he planned my ruination. Did he look determined? Intimidating? Sneering? Admiring?

And what would it feel like to have my vagina filled and stretched by that immense cock that I had just taken farther down my throat than I would have believed possible?

"Do you want me to fuck you Pam?" he suddenly asked.

I paused, not knowing what to say or do.

"I said, do you want to be fucked?"

I gulped. This was unexpected.

"If you want to be fucked, you have to ask me," he said.

A cold wave washed momentarily over me as I realised that a watershed had just been reached.

Up to that moment James had done just as I had asked; he taken control of me and done to me exactly what he wanted, when he wanted. I had been the helpless victim of his desires. Using my Safe Word, I could have stopped at that point and perhaps even pretended to myself that it had all been in some way forced upon me; that I had been the unwilling partner in the whole sexual performance.

Now everything was about to change. If we were to go on and consummate our infidelity as I so badly wanted, it wasn't enough just to let him fuck me and pretend I had no choice. Now I had to make the positive choice to cheat on my husband completely and actually, willingly ask for my body to be penetrated by another man's erect penis.

The fact that I was still helplessly spread-eagled on the bed was irrelevant; whether I went all the way was entirely my choice.

"I... I..." I stammered.

I was confused; my body craved penetration as never before but my brain was crying out in a desperate attempt to salvage a tiny fraction of marital fidelity.

"It's your choice Pam," he said again, softly but firmly.

In the silence that followed, the sounds of the bed creaking in the room next door were clear and unambiguous.

"Yes! Oh yes!"

The muffled words in a high female voice coming through the thin wall were unmistakeable. My husband was fucking James' wife hard as I lay there. If our marriage was to be ruined by infidelity, most of the damage was already done!

"Fuck me," I croaked, my voice choked in my throat.

He smiled broadly at me.

"You mean it Pam?"

I nodded.

"Then say it," he commanded.

"I mean it! Fuck me!"

"Say it again. I want to hear that you really mean it!"

"Fuck me James! Fuck me hard! Stick that huge cock into my cunt and fuck me!"

Where those words had come from I cannot say even to this day, but to my astonishment, that's what emerged from my mouth.

"It will be a pleasure," James grinned. "A real, genuine pleasure."

A moment later his body was above mine; his hips above my brazenly-presented vulva, his chest brushing against my flat boobs. I felt movement between my legs then something huge and smooth struck my slit and slipped upwards. I winced as it hit my wounded, clamped clitoris. Then one of James' hands disappeared from alongside my shoulders and I felt something smooth and firm being rubbed up and down my slit.

I gasped when it finally found my weeping entrance.

"Say goodbye to your old life, Pam" he whispered hoarsely. "You're about to become a swinger!"

This really was my last chance to keep my marriage vows intact. If I called out 'London' now I could leave with at least a tiny speck of honour remaining.

But I didn't call out. As the thumping sound from the next room - the sound of my husband's active infidelity - rang round my ears, James' cock entered my body slowly, smoothly and inexorably. My whole being opened for him; yielding completely, allowing his body free, unimpeded access to every last inch of mine.

"Ohhhhh yyyessss!"

I sighed loudly as for the first time since my marriage, another man's penis entered my vagina and the last remnants of fidelity were taken from me.

"Mmmmmyyyeeessss!"

James sank deep into me until our pubic triangles touched and our hips ground together.

"MmmmmYYYeeeooowwww!"

The weight of his body on mine and the stretch of his huge cock in my vagina twisted the cruel clamp on my clitoris. Its teeth bit viciously into its soft fleshy sides.

"Oh Jesus, that hurts!"

James pulled slightly back, the pressure came off the clamp and I breathed again while my body tried to adjust to the huge, unfamiliar shaft that had been thrust into it. Because of my raised hips, the angle was awkward but the sensations were amazing. It was massive, filling me like I had never been filled before.

"Mmmmmm!" I sighed again.

"You like it?" he asked. "Pain and pleasure all in one place, all at one time!"

"God yes!" I murmured, my vaginal walls feeling every ridge and undulation on my lover's phallus as he held it still, deep with me.

James wriggled his hips to adjust his position, sinking a little further into me as he did so. There was another strong tweak of the clamp on my clit. I bit my lip, feeling the pressure in my skinny belly as his smooth end was forced hard against my cervix.

"Mmmmmm yyyeeesssss!" I hummed in pleasure.

"You feel fantastic, Pam. Am I really your first lover?" he whispered.

I nodded. "Cross my heart!"

I would have crossed my heart too but my bound hands prevented me.

"So now you're an unfaithful wife?" he continued. "A slut; a whore!"

I nodded again.

"Say it, Pam. What are you?"

I gulped; it was true. I was a slut and had a stranger's cock deep in my vagina to prove it.

"A slut! I'm a slut!" I cried out.

James pulled himself back and thrust into me one single time. The knocking sound coming through the wall grew faster and a female moan became audible once again.

"With an unfaithful husband too," he added.

I frowned. "I guess so."

"Then we'd better make your first unfaithful fuck one to remember, hadn't we?"

"Oh God! Yes please!"

"Let's get rid of this first!"

He reached down to where our groins were united, his shaft buried deep in my body. A moment later I squealed in shock as the clip was removed from my clitoris. The blood flowing back into its abused veins was agonisingly painful, my freed clitoris becoming immediatdely engorged, swelling as never before, sensitive as never before.

My head began to spin with the incredible sensations but before I could gather myself together and without another word, James began to fuck me absolutely senseless!

The memories of my first extra-marital copulation are few and confused but wonderful.

I remember him beginning with long, smooth strokes. I remember them becoming faster and the warm glow beginning in my groin and lower belly. I remember moaning right from the start, unable to prevent myself.

My first orgasm struck quickly but before it did, I remember briefly wondering whether my husband, in the midst of fucking Nicky next door, would hear the sounds of his own wife's fidelity being stripped away.

Then the first full climax hit me and all thoughts of my husband disappeared.

"Oh my Godddddd!"

James' technique was good - unbelievably good. Once the orgasms had started, they came thick and fast, rippling through my trembling, trapped frame. Giving my helpless body no chance to recover; he timed the speed and depth of his thrusts to perfection; each new wave of orgasm washed over me before the previous one had finished, each new surge taking me higher than the last.

Never in my life had I experienced sex like this; I came hard and came wildly, writhing on the bed as much as my pinioned arms and bound ankles would allow, hips thrusting grotesquely upwards as my lover's cock thundered into me relentlessly until I was sure I would faint from loss of breath.

Eventually and not a moment too soon, I felt his pace slow. I gasped desperately for breath, dimly aware of movement around my lower legs. James' arms had been either side of my shoulders as he fucked me, his chest low over my tiny boobs. Now all his weight was on his left arm as his right hand searched for something.

Barely pausing in his stroke, I felt a hurried movement around my ankles, a brief flexing of his body and then suddenly my legs were free! The Velcro was still around my ankles but they were no longer tied to the bed.

"Okay Pam! You're free; show me what you can do!"

Freed of constraint, my legs instinctively rose and parted, my knees spread even wider like the slut I had become. I wrapped my lower legs around my lover's humping back as if trying to draw his body into mine. James' cock sank a precious few millimetres deeper into me, the sensation of fullness surging through my belly and chest until I was sure it had pierced my heart.

"MmmmMMMM!"

He took his weight on his right arm and reached beneath my back with his left, still without breaking his rhythm. A moment later my cuffed wrists had been released from their bonds too.

My freed arms were numb but flew instinctively to my face to pull my blinfold away.

I blinked as the light hit my eyes and gradually began to focus. There it was only inches above me; my first lover's handsome face, his body toned and tanned against my pale soft flesh, his hips thundering against mine, driving his thick rod relentlessly into my open, eager sex.

"Jaaaammmmmeees!"

I croaked as my tingliny fingers raked wildly at his strong shoulders, arms and chest then reached down to grab at hips that were now thrusting quickly back and forth as if I was trying to pull him even deeper into me.

"AaaaaayyyyYYYYYYYY!"

The orgasm that shook my entire body was overwhelming. My head flew back, my chest and belly went into spasm and the tsunami of warmth pulsating outwards from my groin stopped my breath.

"Don't stoooooppppp!" I croaked desperately.

My freed arms and legs thrashed on the bed, then wrapped themselves tightly around my lover's body as a koala would hold a tree, desperate to hold him inside me forever.

"Fuckmeohfuckmeohfuckme!"

James' body made me feel as no man ever had before. Through my hazy eyes, I could see a smile crossing his handsome face. A moment later his thrusts had paused and before I realised what was happening, he had lifted both my legs up and over his shoulders, pinning my knees together in front of my face, my tiny boobs crushed.

I was helpless again, trapped beneath this man's body, my most sensitive parts, already thoroughly penetrated, were exposed and available entirely at his whim.

"Oh my God!"

Then his thrusts began again with a vengeance, the new position tightening my vagina hard around his shaft. The room filled with loud, disgustingly wet slapping sounds as last remnants of dignity and control left me instantly.

"FUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKME!"

The voice was mine but I hardly recognised it. I was shouting now, there was no way my husband next door could fail to hear my cried of ecstasy through the thin walls.

"FUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKMEEE OOOOOOHHHHHHWWWWWWYYYYEEEESSSS!""

Climax after climax washed over and through me, my arms flailing helplessly on the bed, my head rolling from side to side. On and on it seemed to go, the chain between my still-clamped nipples jingling with every powerful thrust until I felt James' body go into overdrive, his thrusts became jack-hammer fast and I dimly became aware he was about to ejaculate.

"GonnaCum! GonnaCum! GonnaCum!" he growled angrily as his body began to spasm.

A second later he had pulled out of my vagina, released my pinioned legs from his grasp and was pulling the condom roughly from his cock. Moving rapidly up the bed on his knees, straddling my clamped chest and trapping my arms beneath his shins, he pointed his naked throbbing cock at my face.

"Open your mouth!" he growled. "Quickly! Open it!"

Though scared and bewildered, I instinctively obeyed, opening my lips wide and closing my eyes in self-protection as a split-second later he began to cum.

"NnnnnGGGHH!"

The first rope of semen struck me under the left eye but the second scored a direct hit straight into my open mouth. Before I could react, a third rope had followed it and by the time the fourth spurt emerged from my lover's penis its pulsing head had been thrust deep between my lips and every last drop of semen was pouring into my open mouth.

It sounds silly now but my first thought was that I would choke - perhaps even drown in the hot, sticky fluid. Once I realised I was not about to die, my second thought was that this was the most disgusting thing that had ever happened to me.

But the third and all subsequent thoughts were that this was truly incredible; that having a man's pulsating, ejaculating cock in my mouth must be one of the rawest, crudest, most fundamentally sexual things a woman could ever do...

And I was actually doing it!

I was so lost, I'm not sure how long it lasted; licking at his smooth swollen head as the last few drops of semen spilled forth, sucking on those tiny lips as if hungry for every last wriggling sperm. I licked his shaft, cupped his balls, felt his hands on the back of my head holding my face close to his groin, thrusting his cock once more so deep into my throat that I gagged again.

But it couldn't last forever. Finally, when there was no more seed to flow and with a deep sigh, he released my head. As his cock slipped from my mouth, our eyes locked onto each other.

"Open your mouth," he panted.

I obeyed without question, the air on my tongue making me very aware of the stange taste and texture of James' semen which by now was filling my mouth.

"That is so beautiful," he sighed. "Now swallow it, Pam!"

I stared up at him, shocked, my mouth seemingly half full of the slimy, slightly salty fluid. Before that night I had hardly ever given a man oral sex; the idea of swallowing a mouthful of slimy semen was horrifying and yet...

"I said, swallow it!" he repeated, lifting the chains attached to my nipples. "And look me in the eyes while you do it!"

He gave the chain a slow but strong tug. My poor teats were all but numb by now but the pull twisted them horribly. I yelped, more in surprise rather than sheer pain then, my eyes fixed on his, forced myself to swallow.

At first I choked on the gooey slime.

"I... I can't!" I mumbled, my mouth still full of fluid.

"All of it, Pam," James admonished, pulling the chain a little harder. "Swallow like the slut you are!"

Taking a deep breath through my nose, I forced myself to try once more.I gagged again; he pulled the chain on my clamps. I winced, then tried a third time.

Two ghastly gulps later, all James' tiny, wriggling sperm had disappeared down my throat.

"Open up; let me see!" he ordered.

I opened my mouth wide.

"Stick out your tongue!"

I obeyed again, the air rushing into my mouth heightening the residual taste of his cum on my tongue.

"Good girl, Pam. I'm proud of you."

I fell back onto the rumpled sheet, my back stiff, my hips still raised, the clamps on my nipples still firmly in place while my lover gathered his senses and his strength. We were both sweating, our chests heaving as we gasped for breath.

James smiled down at me with a rather sheepish, post-ejaculatory smile. I smiled up at him; he shuffled back down my body, lifted his knee over me and rolled alongside.

"This might tingle a bit," he warned with a wry smiled.

Then gently, one by one, he removed the clamps from my white, bloodless nipples.

"OwwwWWW!"

I yelped as a surge of blood flowed back into my teats and their pinkness began to return. The pain was excruciating; they stung horribly but it felt strangely satisfying all the same.

It was over. My first unfaithful fuck had happened. I could never be the same again.

I turned my face towards my lover and he lowered his mouth to mine. We kissed long and deep, tongues intertwined, mouths open obscenely wide and I realised to my amazement that despite all we had just done to each other, this was in fact our first proper kiss of the evening.

Many more kisses followed as I lay in his arms, recovering. His body was taut and reassuring, his cock now flaccid, pressing against my hip.

"How did it feel?" James eventually asked, stroking my cheek with his fingertips. "Your first unfaithful fuck?"

I could feel tears welling up within me. Tears of what, I didn't know. Emotion? Relief? Love? Guilt? Remorse? Maybe a bit of all these.

"It was lovely. Thank you thank you thank you..." I began to ramble.

"You were good Pam. Very good indeed for a beginner," he said, his fingers stroking the globes of my tiny boobs, keeping well clear of my damaged nipples.

"You really mean that?" I asked amazed. He nodded.

"Cross my heart. You were amazing."

I let the words sink in before replying.

"James, I've never..,. never done anything like that before," I began.

"Well you have now," he grinned. "That's what swinging is all about; new experiences." He chuckled. "There's no going back now. I think you're a lost cause Pam, like we are."

"I've never, ever felt that good, that sexy, that... oh God, so like a real woman before," I said, meaning every word.

He chuckled again.

"I'm really pleased you enjoyed it. It's so important that your first time is good if you're really going to enjoy the swinging lifestyle. And I'm sure you are going to enjoy it. You are a natural, Pam."

We lay quietly in each other's arms for a while, listening to the sounds of squeaking bed springs and moans of pleasure from the other room.

"Doesn't sound like they're anywhere near finished yet," James said with a wry grin. "Is there anything you'd like to do while we wait?"

There was; we both knew what it was too. We both also knew it had to be me that said it.

"James?"

"Yes Pam?"

"I really liked it when you forced me; when you made me do what you wanted whether I liked it or not."

"I think I could tell," he chuckled.

"Well, do you think we could try it without force? Could we do it as if we were married to each other not to someone else?"

He looked down on me with a warm smile.

"This is your night, Pam. I'm happy to do whatever you want." He smiled wanly and flicked his half-erect cock. "But I might need a bit of help getting this fellow ready!"

I returned his smile, took his heavy, soft penis in my hand and without hesitation, lowered my opening mouth towards its head, taking it willingly, deep between my lips. The smell and taste of my own pungent juices on his smooth skin and pubic hair was an unpleasant shock but the satisfying feeling of a man's erection growing and hardening within my mouth overcame any revulsion I might at first have felt. I licked and sucked until the shaft was hard in my hand and deep in my throat.

Once fully erect, James reached for another condom but something made hold his wrist.

"Don't," I said anxiously.

"You're sure?" he asked softly. "You don't mind taking the risk?"

I nodded.

"I'm sure you haven't got anything nasty. Besides, if the last one was for me; I think this one should be for you!"

"You're a remarkable girl, Pam."

A moment later he had mounted me gently and that huge pole of muscle was forcing its way into my unconstrained and entirely unresisting body for the second time. I yielded completely to his desires and in doing so began to understand what real sexual freedom was.