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Watching my friend's wife get dominatedIt's been a while since I've posted, so I figured an update was in order. My enjoyable situation continues, but I've found that it's been tougher to just write about it. Most of my Saturdays are very similar to previous posts, so as fun as it is, it makes for a repetitive read.Last Saturday was a little different though, so I figured it was worth writing about. So as fucked up as this might sound, one of the aspects that I've unexpectedly come to enjoy from this arrangement is watching Anna let herself get treated like an object.That statement deserves a little backstory, so here goes: Since I've known her, Anna has always been a very sexual and flirty person, but after the past few month I've really got the sense that her self-worth is directly tied to being sexually desireable. I think it was something that became exaggerated post-pregnancy, and in part due to the body issues that came with that. So the good guy part of me feels a little bad that, as much as she likes sex, a lot of this is because she's got emotional issues; The other part really enjoys how that manifests itself with some of these guys during sex.Essentially, the more they're into her, the more validation she seems to get out of it, and - my speculation here - she lets men do things during sex that women often don't because of it. If you've ready any of my other posts, you'll know she's good with cum: swalowing, facials, on her tits or ass; it's all good, but there's something tuzla escort incredible about seeing a married woman like Anna let another man blow his load in her pussy.Anna is also fine with men talking dirty to her, and once again context is important. She's my buddy's wife, a friend, and I've watched her keep her legs open for guys even as they're calling her a *quot;bitch*quot; or *quot;slut*quot;. So getting back to my original point, over the past few months I've seen her double teamed, take 3 different cocks in one night (St. Paddy's Day!) and just last weekend I got to see her dominated for the first time. To my surprise, I really enjoyed it. It's one thing to see Anna act on her own impulses, it's something entirely different to see her submissive. It's such a huge contrast (and turn-on) to see her treated like that when I've known her as a friend and equal for years.Saturday started with her brining a guy back from the bar. He was older, she was drunk, they took off their clothes and started foreplay...it could have been any weekend except the sex didn't come fast and furious like it usually does. Instead he teased her, holding off until Anna was practically begging for it. With Anna craving sex (and validation) he calmly told her what he wanted and she nodded before taking his dick in her mouth and putting a finger in her asshole. He called her a *quot;good slut*quot; as she went down on him, casually pinching and pulling on her nipple until he made her gasp. With his other hand he pushed her head back down onto tuzla escort bayan his dick, and told her to *quot;Keep sucking bitch*quot;. Anna worked him with her mouth for a minute or two until he asked her *quot;How badly do you want to be fucked?*quot; Anna let out a desperate sounding moan that could only mean *quot;badly*quot;. He told her that he *quot;only fucks obedient whores. Are you an obedient whore?*quot; Anna nodded. *quot;Good. I'm going to fuck your ass now.*quot;He pushed Anna onto all fours and moved around her, and I watched as Anna's face slowly tightened up as her pushed himself into her ass. It took a bit of lube to get in, but the payoff of seeing Anna take it up the ass was immense. I'm not even a big fan of anal sex, but fuck it's cool to see a woman give it up. She took to it pretty well, so he asked her if she'd been fucked like that before and between gasps she got out that her husband was into it. *quot;Do you that your friend is watching you take it in the ass? He must think you're a huge fucking whore*quot;. Anna looked up at me and nodded. The man laughed. *quot;I think you should ask your friend to do something that will make you feel even more like the dirty whore you are*quot;. Anna moaned again, and nodded slightly, and then breathless *quot;...my tits...you can slap my tits*quot;. For a moment, I watched her C cup tits sway to the ass fucking she was getting, but I got up and walked towards her. The man pulled back on Anna's hair as I approached, making her arch her chest out for me. I cupped one of her breasts, feeling how escort tuzla full and soft it was, before letting go and giving her a smack from up underneath. She drew in her breath sharply as her tits bounced from the impact. The man laughed *quot;Good slut*quot;. I cupped her tit again, and was delighted to find her nipple fully erect. I pinched it hard enough to make her moan, then gave it another slap. With another laugh...*quot;Do you want him to keep going?*quot; Anna looked up at me meekly and nodded.The next 10 minutes or so are a bit of a blur. Part of me was ashamed of what I was doing, the other part intoxicated that Anna was letting me do this, asking me to do this. Anna moaned from pain and pleasure with each pinch, and each thrust. Just as I was sure she couldn't take it anymore, the man flipped Anna onto her back and took her pussy. Anna came immediately, and hard and then came again a minute later. A moment later and the man pulled out and shoved his dick into Anna's mouth telling her to *quot;finish him off*quot;. As she worked him with her mouth, I took my own turn between her legs. Her pussy was a wet mess by that point, and in a few thrusts Anna came again, and it was enough to finish me off. I heard the man yell out in *quot;do it right in her fucking cunt*quot; just as I was about to cum and then pushed in deep and did just that. As I emptied my balls in Anna, the man did the same in her mouth, making sure she'd swallowed *quot;Like a good whore*quot; before finally pulling out.In the end, when it was all done and we'd caught our breath, I heard Anna mumble about it being *quot;incredible*quot; before she fell asleep. I saw the guy out, and had a laugh when he asked me what her name was. He wasn't even sure if she'd told him at the bar!