Hidden Surprise (Part 1)

It was a thought I’d been having for some time now. Mostly pushed by me, but how could he say no to this? I’d been pleading with him for months to let me explore a bit with another woman, and we finally settled on a night that we’d go out on the town and find someone willing to do it with us. My husband wasn’t so keen at first, but once he talked me into a proper threesome, two girls at his disposal for an entire evening, he was just as eager as I was.

The both of us had gotten dressed up for this evening, him in a smart, but casual outfit, and myself in a tight black dress that accentuated my thick figure. There’s no doubt that I was going to turn some heads whilst at the club, so all he had to do was look sharp enough to not deter anyone who took an interest in me. All whilst we were getting ready, I couldn’t help but feel giddy, a smile constantly on my face as I looked forward to the moment we stepped through those club doors in search of our experimental partner.

“Come on, let’s get going! I wouldn’t want them to get into full swing without us~”

My eagerness was beginning to rub off on him, and soon even he seemed excited at the thought of taking on the club in search for a willing woman to fulfill my desires, and a few of his of course.

The nightlife was in full swing when we finally arrived, cheerful and slightly inebriated people were strewn across the streets as many more filled into the nearby clubs and bars. Together, we picked out a club and took our spots at the bar, scoping out any nearby cuties to add to our shortlist of potential partners. The next few minutes consisted of a checklist of ‘Nope, too this’ or ‘She’s too much of that’ until we were left with only a few options. One was my personal favorite, right from the start she was glowing amongst the rest. Her dark, tanned skin glistened in the strobe light, flashing against her dark, curly hair. Her ample breasts strained against her glamorous dress, emphasizing her curvy figure. She was fit, there was no doubt about that, but she was still well-endowed in the thighs and ass region, which caught my eye whenever she moved across the club.

Immediately I knew I had to try for her, I couldn’t forgive myself if I let my chance go with such beauty. With a subtle nod of the head, I motioned my husband toward her to check her out, and it only took him a few seconds to give me an affirming wink. The look on his face said it all, he was thinking much the same thoughts as I was. With his approval, I finish my drink for courage, and make my way over to her as she begins idly stirring her drink.

“You finally came over to talk, huh?”

Those words instantly made me flush red, realizing she had noticed us staring this entire time and was even expecting me. Though her grin let me know she wasn’t upset, only intrigued as to what was going on. I stumble through my explanation, much to her delight as she continues smugly staring me down as I stammer out my sentences.

“Aaahhh, I see! So you’d like to have a little wild fun? Well I’m game~”

I could hardly believe it, I had fully expected to spend hours at a myriad of clubs and maybe not find anyone at all, but here, after talking to the first girl we liked, she agrees?! I can’t hold back my surprise, checking back to make sure she’s fully on board. After exchanging a few details about what we were looking for, most of which she seemed to gloss over, I invited her back to meet with my husband.

“So, you’re the guy we’ll be doing this with?”

It was almost dismissive in the way she spoke to him, but I couldn’t deny that her strong and determined aura was getting me excited. My husband is taken aback by her as well, not just by her natural beauty, but her confidence given the situation.

“Well, yeah. I’m her husband!”

Her grin only widens at his words, and she rests her hand on her hip as she gives a mocking apology, before we decide to wrap things up and move along back to our place before he manages to insult her. The way back is slightly awkward, she follows us in her car, but my husband seems to be getting more skittish the closer we get to our house.

Before long, he doesn’t have any room left to back out, as we exit our cars together and I invite her inside, my husband in tow as he struggles to pluck up his courage. Once inside, the woman wastes no time in asking whether we’re ready to move to the bedroom, to which I eagerly lead the way, practically having to drag my partner with me. Once finally inside, the woman reaches into her bag with a sly grin, jingling a pair of cuffs in the air.

“Why don’t we make this a little more interesting? I’m sure your man is feeling a little.. Tense, so let’s relieve him.”

The two of us join in turning our gaze to him, smirking together as we begin stripping at his clothes, pulling down his underwear before the woman pushes him to the floor, kneeling behind him.

“Now be a good boy and let’s all have some fun. I’m sure you’ll enjoy what’s about to happen~”

I can’t help but get wet as I watch another woman click closed the cuffs on my husband’s wrists. In my mind, we’re about to make-out over his cock, giving him the double BJ he’s always wanted, but that thought becomes further away when the woman turns to me, cups my chin in her hand, and forces me into a deep kiss. The two of us are forcibly locked in a passionate embrace, as she not only strips down her dress, but mine as well. Soon our naked bodies are writhing against one another, slumped across the bed as my husband watches, until something brushes across my leg that sparks my attention back to me.


I peer down as best I can as she holds me, but get a good look at what she had been hiding, a thick, throbbing shaft that must have been straining under her dress. It idly rubbed against my thigh as we made out, and I squealed in surprise before trying to pull back to speak. The woman breaks the kiss for a moment, leaving me suddenly speechless as she speaks down to me.

“Oh, this? I thought you two knew!”

She stands upright, giving me a full view of the massive cock she had been hiding this entire time, twitching between her legs as she stared down at me.

“I’m a shemale, and you’re about to experience first-hand why we make people so nervous…”

With that, she turns to my husband, still cuffed on the floor, now realizing how precarious his situation was. After wiggling her hips to swing her cock in his face, she bends down to speak to him in a patronizing tone.

“We make people nervous, because we turn husbands like you into little beta cucks!”

She lets out a sultry laugh before peering down between his legs, I have a full view of the contrast between them. My husband’s dick twitched between his legs, dwarfed completely by hers, almost comically. The woman must’ve noticed the same thing, because she lets out a giggle before slapping him in the face, then turns toward me, still quivering on the bed, and then stares at my bare pussy. When her eyes glaze across my body, I’m forced to notice how wet this entire situation had made me, I was trembling in my own bed at the sight of a shemale having taken the both of us sexually hostage.

“Now, time for a little demonstration!”