Kim’s husband Mac was the body-builder-type with way too much testosterone. He was dominant in the bedroom and would demand blowjobs all times of the night and day. It was not unusual for Mac to come home from work, find his wife, and insist she kneel in front of him for a quicky BJ before dinner. He would usually grab the back of Kim’s head and force his cock down her throat until she gagged. He sometimes finished himself off by giving Sally a facial, but most often he’d deepthroat Kim and shoot his load directly into her throat. Regardless of where he left his spunk, he usually slapped Kim’s cheek with his still-hard cock when he was finished.
It was the third Saturday of the month and Kim was out with three of her girlfriends for their traditional one-a-month girls’ night out. After a few drinks, the woman started talking about sex, which was a frequent subject during the get-togethers. Besides Kim, there another married woman, Linda, a woman with a boyfriend, Sue, and their dike friend Pam, who was currently between relationships. The four women had known each other since high school for almost a decade. Sue was the first one to bring up the subject of BJs, mentioning that she had sucked off her boyfriend at a bus stop the night before. Linda said she didn’t really like giving BJs and her husband didn’t insist on them. Pam said the whole idea of putting a man’s dick in her mouth was repulsive.
When it came time for Kim to share her experiences with blowjobs she was clearly reluctant. Sue pushed her to talk about it until she could see that Kim was upset. The tenor of the conversation changed from one of entertainment to one of concern as Kim said “it was a sore point between me and Mac.” When asked why, Kim explained that unlike Linda, she did not enjoy blowjobs, but her husband did indeed insist upon them. Pressed for more details, Kim broke down crying as she explained how Mac often raped her throat.
Pam was the first to respond to the revelation, “I’d cut his balls off if he tried to do that to me.” Kim brightened up momentarily and chuckled, more of a nervous laugh, but also a sense of relief that she had the support of her posse. The other two friends chimed in and echoed the Pam’s sentiment. Linda offered, “Mac cannot be allowed to continue abusing you.” Another round of drinks was ordered, and the woman began to discuss “revenge.”
It was Sue who first suggested, “Mac should know what it’s like to be deep throated.” The other women agreed. They talked about how they should hire a male prostitute to fuck his mouth, but it was Pam who had a practical, and poetic solution, “A woman should fuck his mouth.” Kim was confused, “That’ll never happen. Women don’t have dicks.” Pam explained, “Oh contraire Kim. I have a strap-on and a large selection of cocks I use it all the time, although on ladies. But, I’d fuck Mac’s mouth if you’d want me to.” A plan for revenge seemed to be crystalizing. Pam was going to teach Mac a lesson, but why would he let her fuck his mouth? Blackmail. That male prostitute was going to come in handy after all. Pam made the arrangements.
When Mac came home from work, he found Kim in the kitchen, putting a chicken in the oven to roast. When she stood up and turned around, Mac was standing there with his pants and shorts around his ankles. To Mac, it was the usual drill, but Kim had other plans. She spoke up for herself, and said, “Mac, I really don’t mind giving you blowjobs, but this way is degrading.” With a “Come on, Kim.”, he put his hands on her shoulders, as if to push her to her knees, but she suggested, “Can we have a drink first?” Mac said, “Sure. We can have two. I can have my usual G&T and you a glass of wine, and after that I can have a second G&T and you can swallow my jizz.” He was disgusting.
Kim made the drinks, spiking his with a ruffie that Pam had given her. As they sipped their drinks she engaged Mac in idle talk for 15-20 minutes until the drug took effect. With Mac incapacitated, Kim let in her three friends and the “stunt cock”, a prostitute by the name of Alan. Alan helped undress Mac and move him to the bedroom. The ladies looked on in amusement as a series of staged photographs were taken with Alan and Mac, making it look like they were having gay sex. After the photoshoot, Alan got dressed and left. The ladies stuck around for the second feature.
When Mac woke up, he was still naked and alone in the bedroom. He could hear voices in the living room. Putting some pants on, he found the four ladies opening up their third bottle of wine. He asked what was going on and Pam said, “It’s an intervention.” Still punchy, Mac was confused about what was going on. Kim suggested he sit on the couch, “We’d like to show you some photographs.” Mac stumbled to the couch and Pam joined him. The other ladies remained standing. Pam took out her cellphone and began flipping through the photos, which made it look like Mac was sucking Alan’s dick and taking it in the ass. He was horrified.
“What is this about?”, demanded Mac. Pam explained, “It’s about you raping your wife’s mouth, asshole. This is the plan, bud. You’re going to learn how to suck my cock or these photos are going to end up on the Internet.” Still dazed from the drug and embarrassed by the situation he found himself in, he sat silently while Pam went to the bathroom to get dressed. When she came back out, she was wearing a pair of overalls and was sporting her strap-on. Walking up to Mac, she said, “Strip, bitch. Make yourself sexy for me.” Mac sat semi-paralyzed as the ladies pulled off his pants. Sitting on the edge of the couch, she looked at Mac and pointed to the floor. He reluctantly kneeled in front of her.
Pam, intended to make the experience as humiliating as possible, “Have you ever sucked cock, faggot?” Grabbing a chunk of Mac’s hair, she guided his mouth towards her plastic dick. He resisted as she pressed her cock against his lips. Drawing his head back, she slapped his face hard, stunning him, before drawing his head forward again and shoving her cock in his mouth. “Give me some slobber, bitch.” She fucked his motuh for about ten minutes, occasionally withdrawing her cock to slap his face. All three ladies had their cellphones out and were filming the “blowjob.” Mac was numb with embarrassment.
Pam worked her cock further and further down Mac’s throat with each thrust. At one point, while the cock was completely buried in his throat, she dropped the front of her overalls and shouted, “How does feel to be deep-throated by a woman, bitch?” Mac was gagging until she pulled her cock out of his throat and slapped him one more time. Her boobs were waving in front of his face. “Okay, faggot, that’s enough of sucking my small cock. Stay here while I get the next one.”
Returning with a larger dildo, Pam started over. In all, she would stick three cocks down Mac’s throat. The last one was 10” long and 2 ½” in diameter. The massive dildo would not fit down his throat, but that didn’t stop Pam from trying. His throat was raw and his lips were bleeding by the time Pam stopped fucking his mouth. She had been fucking his mouth for almost an hour. Pulling his head back by his hair, she said, “You’re my bitch now, faggot. The next time I visit I’m going to fuck your ass. And, if you ever try to put your weener in Kim’s mouth again without permission, the videos of me boning your mouth will be widely circulated.”
Pam got dressed and the four ladies shared one last glass of wine while viewing the videos and photographs they had taken. Mac hid in the bedroom. He could hear the women laughing about his emasculation. He’d lost something that night that he’d never get back, his manhood.