Wife

Consider reading stories Janice and Janice’s Mom before this story to familiarize with all the characters.
I woke up early on Saturday morning following our introduction to the carnal delights of my mother-in-law. Contrary to all the activity of last night, I arose with an avid boner, not so much for needing to piss, but with anticipation for the day ahead and that ass of Maggie.
After relieving myself in the bathroom, I returned to gaze at Janice sprawled out on the bed, her nude form gorgeous to the eye, still very much sound asleep. I decided not to disturb her and after retrieving my sleeping shorts and putting them on, I headed out to make some coffee and to see how the rest of the family was this morning.
Coming to the guest room where Maggie was camped in, I gazed into the cracked door to find an interesting site; Maggie was sleeping on her chest with her rear arched in the air. I could see the hard remains of dried cum on her ass and the underlying sheet. Her rose colored posterior looked beautiful and inviting and I could have sworn that her rosebud winked at me as I wet my lips, thinking of that taste from last night.
Waking out of my funk, I softly said to my appealing mother in law,
“Morning, Maggie. I’ll be down making coffee if you want any”
I got an even softer “ah huh, that’s nice” in return.
I gently closed the door and continued down the hallway, passing Brian’s room first. His door was open; he lay on his bed sideways with his naked ass facing the door. His sheets were off the bed and he looked like he had a wild romp in his room last night.
Looking across the hall into Jeff’s room, it looked the same, like he had a rough night. Jeff however was lying on his back, his dick upright like a curved flagpole, out like a light.
As I was grinding the beans for coffee, I heard a tapping on our patio door and really wasn’t to surprised to see Ted standing there with a sheepish grin on his face. Ted is probably worse than many women; he’s very nosy and likes gossip more than most.
I knew he was dying to hear about last night and the outcome of our party.
After letting him in, it the cross examination began.
“Well neighbor, tell me everything, and don’t leave one thrust out and when can I play?”
“Gee Ted; you don’t want one answer at a time do you?” I remarked.
“Man, I saw Margaret arrive last night, I was checking out the front window. She was dressed hot and she looked super hot. How old is she anyway?” Ted inquired.
“She’s in her early 60’s I think. Man, wasn’t Ellen a bit peeved with you being a perv, spying and all? I’d tell you to get out more, but hell you’re an international pilot, the only place for you to go new would be outer space” I chuckled.
Ted poured himself some coffee and sat down to await my retelling of our action from last evening. I gave a glossy overview of how things went; he wanted more details as he started to play with his cock thru his shorts. I continued to give a little more detail when an odd phone was ringing. Looking around I discovered a cell phone as going off; it didn’t look familiar, so I assumed it was Maggie’s.
I decided to answer it.
“Hello, this is Margaret’s cell phone” I announced.
“Russ? This is Al. I haven’t been able to reach her at the house. Do you know where she is?” The call was from my father in law who was currently overseas on business.
“Yes Al, Maggie spent the night with us. We had dinner and I guess we opened one wine bottle to much, so I suggested she just crash here to be safe” I lied thru my teeth.
“I appreciate that Russ, Al answered. I just wanted her to know I had a slight delay and I’ll be a day later. Same flight and time but on Monday, not Sunday as scheduled”
I wasn’t sure but I thought I heard a feminine giggle in the background. The phone was still for a fraction of time, I don’t know if that was a delay being an overseas call or if someone had covered up the phone to minimize any sounds.
I assured Al I would inform Maggie of his call. Then Al changed the topic, something he normally doesn’t do.
“How are Janice and the boys?” Al inquired.
“Fine, fine I replied, everyone is doing well”
“Good, give my best to Maggie and everybody. You’ll be seeing Polly soon to?”
“Yes, I’ll do that Al”. This was not an average conversation with my father in law. He basically never brings up regards for people. Something was amiss. With that I faintly heard several unintelligible sounds, again higher pitch, definitely more like a woman than a man. I suspected Maggie’s suspicion of cheating by her husband in a new light.
After a few more unnerving pleasantries, Al hung up as did I.
Ted was quick to swoop in and yearned to know what was up. I told him of the conversation and what I thought I heard in the background; he concurred that it did sound true about Al’s infidelity.
Ted was inquisitive, “Are you going to tell Maggie everything?”
“Only about the phone call” I said.
“Tell me what?” said a voice just coming into the kitchen. It was Maggie, wearing one of my dress shirts, buttons open to mid chest, exposing the inside portions of her tits. The shirt went to less than mid thigh, really highlighting her tanned and beautiful legs. She crossed the room and as she lifted up to get a cup from the cupboard, the shirt hiked up to reveal the lower portion of her buttocks. They gave a slight jostle as she retrieved the cup and placed her feet back flat on the floor. I glanced back at Ted who had a flushed look on his face and hand still in his groin. Maggie poured a cup and joined us at the table.
“You remember Ted our neighbor, Maggie” I gave as a convoluted greeting.
“Yes, good morning Ted”
“Good morning to you, Margaret, I mean Maggie” Ted corrected himself.
“What were you going to tell me again?” Maggie wanted to know.
“Oh, yeah. You left your cell down here. It was Al; he is going to be a day later, some delay on the deal. All the information on the flight and time is the same, just coming in Monday now” I let her know. I was looking at my shirt she had on; she noticed that I was looking and said sorry, she didn’t have a robe, and she saw my shirt in the clothes hamper and just thru it on. I told her no problem; I would run up and get a robe from Janice so she could be more comfortable.
Bounding up the stairs I heard the distinct sound that only fucking makes. I t was coming from Jeff’s room, peeking in there was Janice, reverse cowgirl on top of Jeff, both hands playing with his balls as he drove up and out of sight in to her wet snatch. Jeff had a complete look of ecstasy on his face as his mother was working hard for a cumload.
I left them and popped into the hall bath to grab a robe, when I ran into Brian shaving. Brian asked me to stay a little he wanted to ask me something. I sat on the edge of the tub as he continued to shave.
“What’s up” I asked.
“Dad isn’t Grams great? Nothing bad about Mom, but I’ve never fucked or been fucked like that in my life” Brian was fawning.
“Brian, I’ve had a little more experience than you but I must agree with you. Your grandmother has magic in that ass. Your mother will not be slighted in the least, in fact I suspect the more Grams is around, your mother will pick up on those muscle control things that she does” I concluded.
Brian started grinning thru the shaving cream and said how great that would be, almost like a fuckoff contest. I liked the sound of that myself.
“Are Aunt Polly and Uncle Ray coming over later?” Brian questioned.
“Yes, I’m sure your mom will contact them. Ted is already here and I’m sure Ellen will be over later to” I filled him in.
“I knew that hound dog Ted wouldn’t be able to wait, Brian laughed. Dad I have another question. Would you consider some more people in our group? I’m thinking of a friend of mine and his sister, so it wouldn’t be our family, but still family per se. Would you have a problem with that?”
I was taken aback a little with the question since we just had some turmoil with Maggie being included. I was thinking thru a proper response as I formulated an answer.
I took a deep breath and started, “Son you know why we’re doing this right? I mean your mother’s condition is the primary reason we do this. Secondly we do not want any unnecessary attention drawn to us, so we are keeping this as tight and controlled as possible. If we didn’t we would be in a giant swing club with the world to know”
“I know that Dad, but you know my friend Leon?”
I had met Leon before; he has been to our house a number of times. He plays football with Brian at university; he is a starter, Brian a reserve. He is also about 6’4 270 pounds plus of muscle, black muscle. I know they were tight, but I couldn’t believe he had told him about us and the things we were doing.
Before I could utter my worries, Brian interjected, “Don’t worry Dad he doesn’t know about us. I would never discuss that with anyone unless we all had the green light, like you did with Grams”
I drew breath with a silent thank you blown out. I didn’t like how this was playing out but I inquired why he would even contemplate this.
“Leon has a problem similar to ours Dad. His little sister Kiesha is 19, just starting out in college this semester, also with urges like Mom. She was a terror in High School and when Leon went to college first he couldn’t watch out for her anymore. He’s just afraid for her being taken advantage or of her being used because of her affliction. I just thought that we could help since we’re in the same boat if you will and if nothing else, Mom might have some encouragement or advise to offer which might help Kiesha control herself better” Brian finished.
In a weird way I was proud of my boy thinking along the lines of helping someone, even when it is so odd an affliction as nymphomania, when the most common reaction would be, let’s party.
“Son, since this would affect everyone in this house, and others; we can’t make any decision concerning this. If you want we can discuss this with the group at the appropriate time and go from there. I am proud that you would want to help out” I concluded.
Brian had finished shaving and told me thanks for my input. I grabbed the robe and headed back downstairs, both Janice and Jeff were no longer in his room so I assumed they had gone downstairs to start breakfast. I needn’t have thought about that.
Both Janice and Maggie were chest down on the round kitchen table, fingers interlocked with each other, bent at the waist getting their asses plowed by Ted and Jeff. Ted was using his pipe to torque the rear of Maggie while Jeff was doing the same to Janice. Ted’s jumbo size pecker was going down to the root in Maggie’s dynamic ass as his face reflected pure ecstasy. Boy I knew full well what he was feeling and I envied him right now. Maggie was still wearing my dress shirt which was now open against the glass table top; the constant rubbing of her tits on glass had her nipples hard and pointy. Janice occasionally placed her hands on top of Jeff’s who held her by the hips; she made it like she did not want him to miss a stroke.
I refreshed my coffee and leaned back on the counter to enjoy the show; Brian had come down now as well and immediately grinned from ear to ear, and joined me. We watched in anticipation as both guys were gunning toward the point of no return. Ted lost control first and announced his impending sperm shower to everyone within three blocks of the house. He held Maggie’s ass flush with his groin as he emptied his tank in her rear, shaking violently as the final throes of passion abated. Ted once disengaged from Maggie ass, slumped weakly back into a kitchen chair.
Jeff meanwhile was trying to release his load to the constant urges of his mom. In the old naval days of Roman war ships, they would in order to sink their opponent, call for ramming speed, well this is what Jeff was up to as you would get dizzy watching him go. Finally with a giant exhale, his orgasm was underway and he to tried to place every drop of his nut sauce inside Janice. Brian and I could only applaud the guys for their superior efforts.
Brian was overcome and as Jeff and Janice separated and Janice stood up, Brian reached her, took her hand and led his mom to the kitchen counter. He lifted her up and spread her legs and sank his hardened cock into her pussy as sperm from her ass leaked out onto the floor. My boys were into keeping their mom happy that’s for sure.
I turned my attention to Maggie who was still sucking for air on the kitchen table after her anal pound from Ted. I helped her slide into a chair next to the deflated Ted, where I offered her my rigid member to suck on. She took a deep breath and inhaled my bone and gave it the spit and polish routine.
All the prior activity had been too much for Brian, after just a relative few number of strokes was cumming inside Janice. She eagerly was accepting the explosion in her hole and had grabbed his ass to keep him deep.
Maggie intense sucking on me was also to much, and I to emptied my self on her tongue and down her throat. Looking around the room, if we weren’t naked you would have pictured us all having run a marathon, we looked that winded and beat.
We uniformly decided once we got our senses back, to have breakfast and relax. With everyone pitching in we had and assembly line of food humming along and when done, scarfed it up like it was our last meal.
Ted decided to go next door and get his wife Ellen; I had to chuckle as he was wobbly and bowlegged as he left thru the patio door. Maggie’s ass still had him in the recovery mode for sure.
After a few orange juices, the boys had recovered enough to be energizer bunnies again and made a beeline for Grams. After kissing and fondling her, they got Maggie on her knees again and started spit roasting her; Jeff with a blow and Brian burying the bone in her ass. I was beginning to think that Janice’s sex issues might be more genetic than first thought. Besides Maggie’s sex drive, I also considered Polly, my sister in law, who also had her insatiable moments.
I took Janice aside in the living room and decided to ask her about what Brian and I had discussed earlier. She was quiet as I explained the issue with his friend Leon and his sister, but I could see the little fire in her eye as she though of that immense black man and what fire he may be able to put out. In the end she agreed we had to be careful and really think and work this through. In the end I felt better in her knowing and she could explore that with her mom and sister in the future.
Arriving back in the kitchen area, we noticed that the boys had switched on Maggie, whereas now Jeff with his unique curved boner was exploring her anal depths and Brian was getting a wonderful tea bag job as they had Maggie on her back, Brian hunching over her face with balls on the forehead, driving his cock in her mouth.
Janice had the urge again and started by playing with my balls thru my shorts while sucking on my earlobe. I laughed internally because I realized it had been almost half a day since we fucked. Here it was almost noon and we hadn’t hooked up yet. I swept Janice up in my arms and carried her to the den and spread her out on the sofa. We had a slow, sensual lovemaking session with plenty of kisses and love nibbles something we both enjoy.
After everybody had finished, the lust was abated, and the order of the day was being set. Everybody got cleaned up; the boys both left and Janice and Maggie decided to do a little shopping, and they to left. This left me alone in the house which quickly felt very empty and isolated but also peaceful. I started to pick up for the day; most noticeable were the sperm tracks left on the kitchen tile floor when the girls were being slammed on the table. It brought a new meaning to the term, runoff to me.
The phone rang and it was my brother in law, Ray. Quite naturally he wanted to know how our dinner and evening went having no idea of the orgy we enjoyed. I told him all was well, Maggie was very pleasant and she treated me well (how well he would find out later) and all in all it was a good night. We re-confirmed of Polly and him coming by later.
I finished tiding up around the house when I noticed Ted and Ellen at the back patio door. Ted had put on a fresh pair of shorts and a new tee; Ellen was covered in a loose fitting housedress. Her large tits stood out proud and obviously were braless and swayed ever so sweet when I opened the door and let them in. I gave Ellen a quick kiss and a short squeeze of her ass, while offering them something to drink.
Ellen wanted to know where everybody was at; I filled her in. She especially wanted to see Maggie because based on how Ted came home from his morning romp with Maggie; she wanted to see how she did it. She commented that she never saw Ted that beat before in her life and wanted to learn what tricks there were to doing that again. Ted looked on with a sheepish grin while I laughed at the joke.
I poured everyone some wine as we sat on the couch to relax and talk while waiting for the return of the others. I broached the subject of Leon and his sister; both Ted and Ellen had previously met Leon in passing; they listened intently. Ellen started to comment there must be something in the water to have so many women with these uncontrollable urges for sex. Of course Ted and I saw nothing wrong there; if by any remote chance it was in the water we would want to patent and distribute it. Ellen at that point slapped Ted on the knee and waved at me, saying you men are all alike.
Ted started to play with Ellen’s giant tits thru her dress, trying to flick at her nipples thru the fabric; she rubbed up and down his thigh. I politely asked if they wanted privacy; Ellen told me not to be crazy and get my ass over next to her and work on her other tit.
Its funny what men need to hear only once to grasp, I would have made the green lantern proud with the speed I used to cozy up to Ellen and her welcoming boobs.
It didn’t take long for Ted and me to pull those melons from the dress and latch our greedy mouths on to those big nipples. We lifted and squeezed those hefty orbs of love flesh with passion made obvious by the flagpoles being raised in our shorts. Ellen made our discomfort worse by rubbing our pricks on the outside of our shorts, making them get stiffer with no place to go. Ted released the tit he was working on and stood up to drop his pants and offered his prick to his wife’s open mouth; she did not hesitate and inhaled him in.
This left me both her beauties and I took full advantage by pulling my shorts down and placing my steel bar between her ripe breasts for a titfuck. Ellen’s size and softness of her tits was mesmerizing, I could stay this way all day. We were working double duty on Ellen’s upper torso and doing so with gusto. As our joint lust increased we went to an all out fuck session; Ted stopped getting a blowjob instead by grabbing Ellen’s head with his hands he was face fucking her; meanwhile I was rubbing a path between her tits with the constant rubbing of my dick in her tits. We almost burst our dams at the same time.
Ted came first, firing torrents of sperm into Ellen’s mouth where the overflow was running down her chin. I meanwhile was shooting cumloads onto her tits with the first two jets so strong they hit her chin to co mingle with Ted’s juice. When we both pulled away we commented how sweet our glazed donut woman looked. Ellen slapped at us while looking for a towel to clean up with.
As the afternoon progressed, the laziness of the day took hold and we began to nod off in our respective seats. I don’t know how long we were out, it must have been some time as the outside light darkened somewhat.
I was awakened when the phone rang and it was my son’s; they had run into some friends and they would be a little late in getting home. I said I hadn’t seen anyone else yet, so get home when you get home I uttered. Looking at our neighbors Ted and Ellen still snoozing on the couch, I decided to head upstairs and splash some water on my face and clean up a little.
Moving quickly I did not at first hear the voices coming from the master bedroom, but once in the hall bath, I distinctly heard people talking thru a closed door. I decided to investigate and found Janice and Maggie on our bed talking.
“When did you get back?” I asked.
“We’ve been home about 30-40 minutes, responded Janice. We saw everyone sprawled out on the couch and thought it best to let you all sleep”
“So what are you two doing up here?”
“Mom and I are talking about stuff. You know, Dad, last night, the future, just stuff” remarked Janice with a shrug.
“Well, about the future, Polly and Ray should be along soon. What plans for dinner?” I piped out.
“Polly is going by Olive Garden and bringing some entrees and salad. Is that going to be ok?”
“Sounds like a winner to me” I agreed.
“Russ, we also talked about Brian’s friend, Leon and his sister” Janice meekly spoke.
“Ok and how do you feel about it?”
This time Maggie spoke up, “I don’t know about everyone else, but it sounds like they could use some help from people that can relate to their dilemma. Of course that’s just my opinion and you are all free to make up your own minds”
Before I could respond I had an internal vision of Leon black cock boring thru Maggie’s ass cheeks. It certainly left an impression in my mind. An interesting one for sure.
“I appreciate your input Maggie. As soon as everyone else can review it, I guess we’ll make a decision” was all I could muster out.
I had sat on the bed by now and I noticed Janice begin rubbing her pussy thru her shorts. This was a clear sign that she was experiencing that itch again and it needed addressing.
I slid her shorts then her thong off; then I stood up and removed my shorts. On the other side of the bed, Maggie was undressing and as soon as her bra was off, began fondling her round titties. I began playing with Janice’s pussy by sliding one then two fingers in, then by rubbing her clit. She responded by splaying her legs open to allow as much access to her hole as needed.
Next to us Maggie was toying with her clit also and a slight moan was eliciting from her throat. The action of my fingers on Janice had her juices making her slit wet and slick allowing me to add a third finger up to the knuckle. Here breathing was started to labor and she was working toward and orgasm. By the time I inserted a better part of my whole hand; Janice was shuddering and thrashing on the bed. Janice’s ass started to rise off the bed and a slow wail began as her orgasm was hitting her in waves. With her eyes closed she was urging me on with my hand manipulations of her pussy as her orgasm hit its peak.
I took my other hand and replaced Maggie’s in her pussy and soon was stroking her clit till it became engorged. I now had my wife and mother in law both being partially fisted by me simultaneously and loving it. Again, a camera would have been priceless at this point.
Janice’s orgasm was slowly subsiding and I had to address my hardness at this point. Grabbing her by her thighs, I pulled Janice up to me and then placed her legs on my shoulders while lining my pulsing cock to her quivering pussy. Rubbing the helmet of my cock up and down her slit, getting all juiced up, forced Janice to huff out, shove it in.
I pushed in all the way to my balls, withdrew slowly and pushed again all in. I was now making sure that my entire length would enter on every thrust. Maggie had removed my hand from her hole and actually left the side of the bed to slide a little beneath and to the back of me. I held my breath as her mouth engulfed my sack and then delicately took each ball in and lathered it with her tongue. The sensation was divine and I had the feeling my cock was getting harder and longer if that was even possible. My mother in law’s sexual talents evidently knew few limits of which I was most thankful.
I don’t know about most men, but to be buried in your wife’s hot hole while her mother is licking your nuts is on a pedestal by itself. There was gonna be no way I wouldn’t blow my load and do it soon with this much action. Within a couple minutes I was shooting what felt like a decent load of sperm deep into Janice. I pulled out before really finishing so that hopefully I could deposit a few dollops on Maggie’s tongue, which I did succeed in doing.
A few moments later the doorbell rang, I got up and put my shorts back on and told the girls I suspected that was Polly and Ray with dinner. I’ll get things set up and pour some wine if they wanted to throw something on and come down.
I got to the door by their second time ringing and let a spunky Polly and Ray in who was saddled with multiple bags of food. Polly gave me a quick cheek kiss while I took some of the load off of Ray as we entered the kitchen. Ted and Ellen looked like they just had awakened and came into the kitchen at the same time rubbing their eyes. Hugs and greetings were done by all, Ted managing to grab an ass cheek of Polly’s while getting a kiss. Janice and Maggie had now made their appearance and a startled Ray looked befuddled as Maggie gave him a big hug and a quick peck on the lips. He was absolutely clueless on what tonight would bring.
We quickly set up a food line and everyone helped themselves to the trays of spaghetti and ravioli while picking up a glass of wine. Polly kept peeking over at Janice and Maggie as if some sage advice would be uttered from the mountain, but there was just general conversation.
I was over in a corner with Ted whispering if we should have fun with Ray or let Maggie just have him; he was all in for some fun at Ray’s expense.
After our dinner, we sat around with some casual conversation, when Ted stood up and walked over to Maggie and sat next to her. Moments later he placed his arm over her shoulder, all within view of Ray, whose eyes got big as well as darting around, looking for some explanation. Ted leaned into Maggie and licked and softly bit on her earlobe causing Ray to coil back.
I was sitting across the way trying desperately not to laugh out loud, the others were watching the scene with interest, though not the alarm mode that Ray was in. I could tell that both Ellen and Janice were stifling a chuckle also.
As Ted now began to fondle Maggie’s tit, you saw Ray mouth the words, “holy shit”, and when he commenced to give her a great big wet kiss, the expression on Ray’s face was priceless, and probably close to passing out. I reached out for Polly, who seeing my outstretched hand, came bounding over from her seat. Standing in front of me, I lowered her pretty blue shorts to reveal her oh so wet panty less pussy. I lowered my shorts to bounce out my throbbing cock and had Polly sit on my lap as well as my cock. This was all lost on Ray as his eyes remained glued to the sight of his mother in law and good neighbor Ted.
Rustling behind us were the boys, Brian and Jeff who had just come home. It was funny watching them try to pile food on their plates while watching the action, especially the reactions of Uncle Ray. Half the food they were piling on was missing the plates completely as their attention was more on the visual delights than their accuracy.
Maggie lay back in the sofa with her head deep in the top cushion when Ted stood up and removed his shorts. He then stepped up on the couch and with his back and ass to us all, planted his large dick to Maggie’s lips. A quick glance toward Ray showed a man who just may have received religion at that point. His face reflected a look of a man who may have just discovered the origin of life. Again I cursed not having my camera.
Maggie was making wet and sloppy sounds as she literally ate Ted’s cock. Ray had by now pulled out his beer can thick prick and was giving it a good and steady wank. Janice and Ellen slid over to lend a hand if you will, so that Ray could remove his hand and just rub the backs of his helpers.
My little spinner Polly was giving me a wonderful screwing, bounding up and down on my dick while I gazed from side to side to not miss any of the current action on the other side of the room. My sons, Brian and Jeff had finished their dinner and shed their clothes, coming into the den to announce comically; “We’re with the dick police. We’re here to help. Be advised we will be inspecting the females closely”
Ellen and Janice had left a throbbing Ray, literally leaving him at the explosion point to join my boy’s on the carpet. Both the women got into the doggy position and were effortlessly mounted by the horny lads.
So there we were; Polly and I, the boys and Ellen and Janice, and Ted ramming down the gullet of good old grams. This left poor Ray in an uncomfortable space between unabated lust and the hardest cock in the room. His poor face was contorted into what I do now expression. My compassion took over; I couldn’t let him languish any longer.
Lifting Polly up and carrying her on my dick with my hands holding her ass, I walked over to Ted and Maggie and sat down again. I let my fingers prod into Maggie’s pussy and let my thumb push in her ass. Maggie’s response was too slide further into my hand which almost made her lose contact with Ted’s dick.
I then told a bewildered Ray to come over to me, which he did trance like. His sights were transfixed on Maggie’s ass and my thumb all the way inside it. He wasn’t holding his thick cock anymore; it was waving like a bobble head in the air, looking to zone in on a target. Ted finally got off the sofa and this allowed Maggie to turn over and really expose her backside to all. Polly had dismounted me now and joined Ted, while I grabbed both of Maggie’s ass cheeks, pulling them apart and abruptly told Ray to “do it”
Ray placed his cannon head to Maggie’s gaped ass and inserted it slowly. Now having seen Maggie enjoy the other men’s ass fuck, this was something new; her expression was off the wall as Ray’s super thick weapon sank further in her bowls. I doubt she had experienced this width before in her rear channel. When Ray was in to the max, Maggie’s face outlined a look of pained joy. When Ray held her hips and began humping harder into her ass, she shrieked out encouragement as the pitch of her voice became octaves higher.
When Ray would pull out entirely to rearrange his body, the gape of her ass was so big; a silver dollar would have fallen through. I also had the funny urge to call out my father in law’s name to see if he would answer from that dark and deep hole.
The coupling on the sofa had everyone else in limbo as they observed the mother, son in law thrashing before them. The idea of a son in law literally fucking the shit out of his mother in law gave justification to all the cruelty that in-laws inflict on one another. Whatever the relationship and feelings between these two was being forever changed before our eyes; this was fornication at its purest form, an animal desire that had to be fulfilled. Ray was now beyond any control, if an army had tried to pull him from Maggie’s ass it would have failed. His body jolted and convulsed as he injected his molten cum into the confines of Maggie’s ass. Her ass in turn was in spasm mode as it milked all he had.
The two of them collapsed from exhaustion after their theatrics subsided. The rest of the folks, as if on cue, went back to their activity as if nothing had stopped them earlier. I had to have some relief, so I looked around who might assist me in that regard. Ellen and Janice were still being drilled by the boys; Ted was pile driving Polly deeper and deeper into the sofa cushions. My best recourse was the girls, Ellen and Janice, so I got between them and had them take turns sucking me off. Trust me; it didn’t take much before I erupted with long ropes of cum high in the air to finally rest on the foreheads of these two women.
A chain reaction began as the men; one after the other would explode and bring their partners to shattering climaxes as well.
The orgy continued well into the night and following morning. Everyone was encouraged to spend the night; however Ted and Ellen decided to go home right before dawn. Against my judgment they stumbled out the back door over our backyard to theirs. I fully expected to see them pasted out in the backyard maybe with fire ants crawling over them. I didn’t know if I would have enough energy myself to help them if they did. No worry they did make it.
The rest of us played on till sunrise. All the women got double penetrations, but in Maggie’s case, the pussy was off limits. Ray spent most of his time with Maggie as expected.
One of the funniest sites was when Ray and I took a break and got in the kitchen to refresh ourselves with drink. It was after about his third fuck with Maggie. He placed his arm around my shoulder and I did the same with mine, as he thanked me for letting him participate, referring to Maggie. What a picture, two brother in laws, arms around each other, hip to hip, naked with our dangling dicks swinging in the breeze, watching my sons fuck the hell out of his wife.
Some of us stumbled upstairs to bed with partners, others just passed out in the den. On the way upstairs, Brian turned to me and said,
“Oh Dad, by the way, Leon is stopping by latter, we’re going over some plays coach wants us to study. Perhaps we can talk about his situation with everyone since there all here”
It’s not easy being me.

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The Devil’s Pact Chapter 5: The Talk

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013
Chapter Five: The Talk
Mary and I exited Victoria’s Secret. We just had the most pleasurable time inside, when Mary had arranged for the beautiful salesgirls, Aurora and Heather, to pleasure me while Mary and our sex-slave, Allison, modeled lingerie.
Mary was wearing the red-and-white striped pencil skirt and a loose fitting, white blouse. Her auburn ponytail contrasted nicely against the white of her blouse as it fell down her back. Behind us, Allison, walked burdened with Mary’s purchases. She looked particularly slutty in a pink t-shirt, so tight it was quite clear she wore no bra and had pierced nipples. Across her breasts was written “Daddy’s Little Girl” only the “Girl” was crossed out and replaced with “Slut”. And that was what she was, a horny, seventeen year old slut.
“So where to next, Mare?” I asked. This was Mary’s shopping trip and I was just along for the ride.
“No offense, Mark” Mary said, “but you need some new clothes. This …” she grabbed the fraying hem of my t-shirt, “is a little worn.”
“Yeah, I guess,” I said. I guess it was fair, I had told her the same thing this morning about her Starbucks uniform.
And that’s how I found myself in Aeropostale being shoved into a changing room by Mary with a bundle of jeans and shirts, and detailed instructions on what to wear. I tried on a couple pairs of jeans until I found the size that fit. Then I pulled on a white t-shirt, tucked the shirt into my jeans, and then pulled on a red and black plaid, buttoned up shirt, which I left unbuttoned, per Mary’s instructions. I looked in the mirror and I guessed I looked alright. Usually, I just wore the beige slacks my job required because I was to cheap too buy another pair of pants. For shirts, I just bought plain, cheap t-shirts from Walmart or Target.
I stepped out of the changing room and found Mary and Allison waiting. Allison had my camcorder and she was filming me. I felt self-conscious as Mary and Allison scrutinized me, which was weird since I’d been filming myself having sex all day. I swallowed, waiting for Mary’s reaction. She eyed me critically, biting her lower lip. Why was she waiting so long to say anything. Did it not look good on me? Shit, I wished she would say something. Even it I looked like a moron, that was better then her appraising stare.
“You look good,” Mary said, finally.
“Definitely,” Allison answered. “Master is looking very handsome.” I flushed, both relieved and embarrassed as Mary and Allison whistled and catcalled as I turned around.
“Nice ass,” Mary said huskily and then she spanked my ass. “Saucy filly!” I gasped and jumped, whirling around to grab at Mary. She gracefully danced away giggling as I lunged for her.
Mary stuck her tongue at me and darted between a clothing rack and I chased after her. Mary had gotten around the racks and was double-backing towards the changing room. I cut off her escape, driving her back into the short hallway that lead to the store’s three changing rooms. Mary backed down the hallway as I slowly advanced on her, a sultry smile gracing her lips. She back up until she bumped into the door at the end of the hallway and I grinned in victory, my prey was cornered. I loomed over her, feasting on the sight of her small bosom heaving in excitement. Her eyes shined with desire as I leaned in and captured her red lips with mine.
“You’ve been bad,” I whispered after the kiss, groping her tit through her blouse. “Time for your punishment.”
Mary grinned wickedly, reaching behind her to open the changing room door. We almost fell inside, slamming the door shut. “Slut,” Mary called out. “Do what you have to stop any interruptions.”
“Yes, Mistress,” answered Allison.
I shoved Mary face first against the wall and pulled her skirt up over her ass. She was wearing panties made of wispy, grace lace that did nothing to hide her flesh beneath. I pulled them down, leaving them bunched around her knees, and smacked her right asscheek. “Harder,” panted Mary. “I’ve been such a bad filly!” The second smack was hard and loud and left a red hand-print on her white ass.
“What’s going on back here,” demanded the male voice of the store’s clerk.
“Nothing,” Allison said in a sultry voice. “Hi, I’m Allison.”
I smacked Mary’s ass a third time and she squealed. “Doesn’t sound like nothing,” the man said. “Come on out.”
Allison giggled, and cooed flirtatiously, “You have such broad shoulders. Do you work out? I love a guy with muscles.”
I unzipped my pants and smacked Mary’s ass with repeatedly with my cock. “Uhh, you feel so hard!” Mary moaned.
“Get out, right now!” the man ordered. “Wait, what are you doing?”
“You’re muscles are so hard,” Allison purred.
“Miss, please stop that,” the man pleaded as my hard cock found Mary’s wet cunt and slid up inside her and fucked her slowly.
“Do you like my shirt?” asked Allison. “It’s the most amazing fabric. Here fill how soft it is.”
“What? Shit!” the man gasped in panic. “I … fuck.”
“Nice and soft, right?” Allison purred.
I heard clothes rustle and the man gasped out loud. In a stricken voice, the man complained, “Miss, you got to put your shirt back on!”
“Do you like my piercings?” Allison asked. “It’s okay, you can touch them.”
“Oh, god,” the man moaned, guiltily. “Fuck, that’s nice.”
I pulled my cock out of Mary’s cunt. “Oh, don’t stop,” she begged.
“You still need to be punished!” I hissed.
I moved my cock up through her crack and found the tight, rosebud of her anus. “Ohhh,” Mary moaned. “Fuck my ass! That’ll teach me!”
My cock, lubed with her pussy’s juices, pushed past her tight sphincter and into the warm, velvety tightness of her ass. Mary groaned in pain and pleasure, shoving her ass back against me, forcing my cock deeper into her bowels. One hand slit up under her blouse to grasp a small breast and hard nipple, while the other slid down to find a wet cunt and throbbing clit. Holding Mary tight, I fucked her ass hard and she moaned loudly.
“Do you want to see my tattoo?” Allison asked out in the hallway.
“Wow!” breathed the guy.
“It’s an invitation,” Allison husked. She must have lifted her skirt to show the phrase “Cum on In” that was tattooed on her pelvis, right above her pussy. Beneath the words, a little arrow pointed down to clit.
“I can’t,” the guy protested.
“Sure you can,” Allison said huskily. “Pussies were made to have cocks cum in them.”
“Shit,” the guy cursed. A door opened and the pair moved into another changing room. Someone bumped into the wall.
There was a wet, sloppy sound and Allison cooed, “You’re so big!”
“Am I big?” I asked, Mary as I fucked her ass.
“Eh,” she said with a shrug. I smacked her ass and she giggled. “You’re my stallion!” she moaned. “And you feel quite large in my ass right now!”
I kissed Mary’s neck, enjoying her tight, hot ass as I fucked her. Through the thin walls of the changing room we could hear Allison’s pants and the gasps of the stranger fucking her. Mary wiggled her hips, fucking her ass back into me. Mary turned her head and I kissed her lips, pushing Mary’s body against the wall as I reveled in her ass’s sweet, tight grip on my cock.
“Oh, fuck!” the man moaned. “You’re so tight, I am about to cum.”
“On, no, don’t pull out,” protested Allison.
“I don’t want to cum in you!”
“Didn’t you read the tat?” Allison asked, naughtily. “Ohh, that’s nice! Fuck me harder! Fuck me stud!” Allison groaned loudly. It sound like she came. “Oh, your cum so hot and deep inside me! Fuck, you’re a stud.”
“Thanks,” the man, mumbled. The door opened and heavy footsteps walked away.
Allison giggled. “Did I do good?” she asked from the hallway.
“You did great, slut,” Mary moaned, then hissed to me, “Pinch my clit. Oh yeah, just like that, hun. Fuuucck!”
Her ass clenched hard on my dick as her body shuddered in my embrace. I fucked her a few more times then emptied my balls into her bowels. I held my sweet Mary, breathing heavily in her ear, for a minute, before I pulled my cock out of her ass. White cum leaked out her brown asshole, running down her crack and taint to her cunt. “Slut!” I called, “get in here.”
Allison threw open the door, entering the changing room topless. Her large breasts, perky with youth, swayed and bounced as she walked. Her large, pink nipples were each pierce with silver barbells. Running down her inner thighs was the stranger’s cum. Allison saw my dirty cock and the cum leaking out of Mary’s ass, and knew what to do. Kneeling down, she first gently licked my cock clean, her tongue stud hard on my cock, contrasting with her soft tongue. My cock clean she started to suck my cum out of Mary’s ass.
It was so hot, watching my slut eat my cum out my girlfriend’s ass, that my cock grew hard again. When she finished, I turned her head and fucked my cock deep into her mouth. She gagged and chocked as I face fucked her hard, shoving my cock down her throat. Mary smiled, straightening her skirt and blouse, and then grabbed the back of Allison’s head and helped me face fuck her. I came deep in her throat and Allison gagged and choked on my cum.
When I pulled out of her mouth, drool and cum ran down her chin. She smiled up at me and purred, “Thank you, Master, for feeding me your tasty cum.” She was a good slut and I patted her on the head, smiling down at her.
Knowing my sizes, now, Mary picked out more clothes while telling me to go choose some boxers. She heavily implied that my tighty whitey underwear was not at all too her liking. I found some new boxers and I joined her at the register where I had the clerk sell the clothes to me for free. Allison, my cum running down her inner thighs, had trouble carrying all our shopping bags so I grabbed a teenage boy lounging in the store and pressed him into service.
“Bath and Body Works should be the last stop,” Mary told me as we left Aeropostale. “Allison and I will need our beauty supplies.”
“Of course,” I said. “I think I’ll pop into Gamestop.”
Mary nodded. “Okay, hun, we’ll meet you back here in twenty minutes.” I nodded, and pulled some of the money I got from the prudish bitch back at Hot Topic and handed it to Mary. She gave me a quick kiss and led Allison and our teenage pack mule off into the mall.
But it wasn’t Gamestop I went. It was Kay Jewelers. Maybe it was crazy, but I loved Mary. Even if I hadn’t known her for a full day yet, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. The clerk was a middle-aged woman named Patricia. She had horned rim glasses perched on a narrow, pinched face and boney nose. She smiled happily when I told her I was shopping for an engagement ring and showed me the stores collection. There were so many, that I was quickly overwhelmed.
“What does your girlfriend like,” Patricia asked. “What type of jewelry does she wear?”
“I’m not sure,” I said, studying all the rings. It was a little overwhelming. “We haven’t been together long.”
“Ahh,” Patricia said. “When I was seventeen I was swept off my feet by this twenty-year old sailor. I thought he was the one.”
“What happened?” I asked.
“I got the clap,” Patricia said with a impish giggle. “Turned out, I wasn’t the only girl he was seeing. So, you sure you’re not rushing things.”
I shook my head. “No, she’s the one. I feel it.”
“Okay, sonny,” she said. “How about this one?”
One ring caught my eye. Patricia noticed and pulled out a large, black diamond set in white gold and flanked with many, smaller white diamonds. The band of the ring was set with small, black diamonds. It wasn’t the most expensive ring, but I found it the most beautiful.
“This the one, sonny?” Patrica asked.
“Definitely,” I said. So Patricia placed the ring in a black, ring box and I decided to look for some more jewelry for Mary. I found a heart-shaped, silver locket with a pink rose sculpted on the front; a gold bracelet made of Xs and Os with little hearts engraved on the Os; and a pair of amethyst gold stud earrings. Patricia was such a sweet old gal, I didn’t want her to get in trouble for letting me steal so much jewelery. I made her go into the back room and she looked so hurt when I tied her up. I would make sure someone would find her before too long.
Jewelery in hand, I wandered over to the Gamestop. Sadly, no hot, beautiful, cute, or even moderately attractive women wandered into the store, so I just browsed the games. I ended up getting a Nintendo 3DS to replace my old DS and picked up a couple of games. Finally, Mary and Allison showed up. In addition to the Bath and Body Works bags, they had Target bags, explaining the additional ten minutes it took. “Just some toiletries and such,” Mary explained with a smile. How could I be mad when she smiled so beautifully.
“So, anywhere else?” I asked.
Mary thought for a minute. “No, I think that’s enough for today.” Mary noticed the Kay Jewelry bag and her eyes widened. I grinned and handed the bag of jewelry over. I had already slipped the engagement ring box into my pants pocket.
Both Mary and Allison cooed in delight as they opened the jewelry boxes, and Mary immediately put on the locket, the bracelet, and replaced her silver studs for the gold, amethyst studs. Bedecked with her new jewelery, Mary hugged me fiercely and kissed me soundly on the lips. “Oh, they’re so beautiful,” she said, tears in her eyes, “thank you, thank you.” The thank yous were punctuated with sweet kisses. “I love you.”
“I’m glad you like them,” I told her when she calmed down.
Arm in arm, we walked through the mall. On the way out we I noticed a black, canvas duster in a store window. I had always wanted a duster, ever since I was a kid watching spaghetti westerns. Mary laughed out loud a minute later when I walked out wearing the duster. I didn’t care, just place my arm around her shoulder and walked my laughing girlfriend out of the mall.
After a few minutes of wandering around the parking lot, we found my silver Mustang. Allison and the teenage boy placed our purchases into the trunk, and I told the boy to go to Kay Jewelers and find Patricia. As he ran off, the three of us piled into the Mustang with Allison squeezing into the backseat.
“If you could have any car in the world, Mary, what would it be?” I asked as the Mustang’s engine roared to life.
She frowned. “I’m not sure. I Volkswagen, probably.”
“A Volkswagen?” I asked. That would not have been my answer.
“Yeah, they make the cutest cars.”
Laughing, I backed my car out of the space and headed off to find a Volkswagen dealership. I got on highway 512 and got my Mustang up to 100 mph going down the hill into the valley before I had to slow down to make the curves. I got us down to River Road, on the other side of Puyallup, which was crowded with a dealership for every car manufacture you could imagine and found the Larson Volkswagen dealership.
We got out of the car and Mary started wandering through the various Beetles and Jettas, Golfs and Tiguans, proclaiming how cute they were. I just wondered what the fuck a Tiguan was. Could it be a lizard? I checked my camcorder and saw the memory card was nearly full, so I popped open the trunk and swapped out memory cards for my camcorder, and looked around for any attractive women.
“Can I help you folks?” a handsome, young man in a blue-striped white shirt asked. He was clean cut and friendly and reached out to shake my hand.
“Yeah, my girlfriend, Mary, is looking for a new car,” I told Frank, reading his name off a blue nametag. “Help her find what she’s looking for.”
“Okay,” he said in a friendly manner, “What type of car are you looking for, Mary?”
“Something cute,” she answered, as Frank led her off. “and sporty.”
I was about to follow when I noticed this gorgeous, sandy-blonde haired woman, mid-twenties, in a red sundress. The dress was held up by two narrow straps that left most of her shoulders bare, between the plunging neckline and a push up bra, the woman had an amazing cleavage. The woman was with a man, her husband I guessed, who placed a hand on her hip as they talked over a silver Passat.
I grabbed Allison and stopped her from following after Mary. “Slut,” I said quietly. “I’m going to lead that man’s wife off to the bathroom to fuck her. I need you to keep her husband distracted.”
Allison grinned, eying the man up. He was a ruggedly handsome man, broad shoulder and chiseled features. “Like how I distracted the guy in Aeropostale?”
I smiled at her. “You do whatever you want,” I told her. Allison nodded her head, eagerly, licking her lips.
Allison and I walked discreetly over to the couple and waited for my chance. After a minute, they separated and I stepped up to the wife and whispered, “Tell you’re husband you need to go to the bathroom and then wait for me in there naked.”
The woman glanced askance at me and, with a surprised look on her face, said, “Eric, I’m going to use the restroom.”
“Hmm, okay, Beth,” her husband answered, reading the specs of the Passat hanging on a window, and Beth started walking towards the showroom and the restroom within. Her fine ass swayed beneath the loose fabric of her red dress as she strutted across the car-lot. I waited until Allison walked up and started flirting with the husband, and then I followed Beth to the restroom.
The showroom was deserted and I slipped into the woman’s restroom without being seen. Inside, Beth waited. She was naked and shyly held one hand over her pussy, blonde hair peeking out through her fingers,while the other arm vainly tried to cover her large, round breasts. A red flush was creeping across her face and stomach as I filmed her. The door had a deadbolt and she jumped when it clicked as I locked the door.
“Wh-what do you want w-with me,” she stammered in fear.
“Don’t be afraid,” I told her and she immediately calm down. “I’m going to fuck you and you’re going to enjoy it. So don’t be shy.”
Beth’s arms dropped away and she straightened, a sultry smile appeared on her face. Her nipples hardened, dark pink, with large aerolas. Her pussy was covered with a fine down of blonde hair. I sat the camcorder on the counter, aimed it where I hoped it was catching the action, walked over to her and pushed her back against the tiled wall, fishing my cock out of my pants. She was breathing heavily, licking her lips in anticipation. I rubbed my cock on her wet pussy lips and then shoved all the way into her.
“Oh, fuck,” she moaned, “that’s good!” Her arms wrapped around mine and one leg curled around my waist. I grabbed it, holding her leg up and allowing me to get deeper into her wet cunt. I started to fuck her fast. Allison wouldn’t be able to distract her husband for long and then he would be wondering what happened to his wife.
“God, you feel good,” I moaned, kissing her neck as her cunt gripped my cock with a silken embrace.
“Fuck, you’re big,” she gasped. “Oh fuck, your stretching me so good! Harder! Harder!” The bathroom echoed with our gasps and moans and the slap of flesh on flesh and that wet, squishing sound of cock sliding through dripping cunt. “Oh fuck, oh fuck!” she moaned over and over. Her cunt constricted on my dick as she came, bucking in my arms. I kept fucking her hard.
There was a knock at the door, we both froze. “Beth, you in there?”
Fuck it was her husband. I slowed my fucking down and Beth moaned, “Yeah, I’m not feeling well. I’ll be out soon!”
“Do you want me to come in?” he asked.
“N-no,” she gasped, her cunt tightening about my cock and she squirmed in my arm. I bent and sucked a hard nipple into my mouth. “You can’t come in, it’s the ladies room.”
“Okay, I’ll be right out here, Beth.”
“O-okay!”
God, it was exciting fucking a man’s wife right under his nose. I fucked her with slow, barely pulling out before shoving back in. Beth moaned softly, her cunt squeezing my cock. Apparently, she found it exciting as well. She clenched her lips, trying not to cry out. “You gonna cum on my cock again,” I whispered into her ear, “with your husband right outside?”
“Yes,” she whispered huskily. “Fuck me with that big cock.”
I sucked on her tit, leaving small bite marks. She was panting in pleasure and bucked in my arms as a second orgasm rolled through her. Her cunt was squeezing so hard on my dick and it felt so amazing, and she clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle her scream. My own cum was nearing, building in my balls. I kissed her mouth, tasting her tongue and fucked her hard; one, two, three more times and then erupted inside her.
I slumped against her for a moment, the pulled my dick out of her cunt and stumbled back. “Get dressed,” I told her, quietly. “Don’t clean out your pussy till tonight. Walk around all day feeling my cum inside you and remembering how great the fuck was. Don’t ever tell your husband or anyone else about this. And don’t feel guilty. Just think of me when your husband’s little dick’s inside you.”
She nodded, grabbing her beige panties and pulling them on. She walked over to me and kissed me. “Thanks,” she whispered. “I haven’t cum that hard in years.” She found her clothes and got dressed.
I slipped into a stall as Beth unlocked the door and slipped out of the bathroom and I heard her husband ask, “You okay, Beth? You were in there a while.”
“Oh, I, um, I wasn’t feeling well,” Beth answered.
“I can see that,” her husband said. “You look a little disheveled. Do you want to go. We can look for a new car another time.”
The voices were walking away now. “No, I’m feeling a lot better, now.”
I planned on waiting another minute before exiting when Allison burst in, smiling. “Did you fuck her good, Master?” she asked, excitedly.
“I did,” I said. “What happened to distracting him?”
“Sorry, master,” Allison said, downcast. “I flirted and giggled and stuck out my chest but he wasn’t interested.”
“Maybe he’s gay,” I mused. “His wife hadn’t been fucked well in a while.”
Allison nodded and then saw my sticky cock. She knew what to do and dropped to her knees, sucking my pussy covered dick into her mouth and sucking happily. I closed my eyes, enjoying my slut’s hot, little mouth and hard tongue stud sliding around my cock. The door opened and a woman gasped. “Shit, get in here!” I quickly ordered.
The woman, one of the sales staff, quickly entered the bathroom. She stared wide-eye as Allison didn’t even stop her blowjob. “Christ,” the woman, Iris her nametag read, cursed, mortified. “You can’t be doing that in here. Stop that!” She was an attractive woman, early thirties, fit and toned. Her black hair was long and tied loosely back with a red ribbon. She wore a soft blue, business skirt and blouse, and black-rimmed glasses perched on her small nose.
I smiled down at Allison. “You’ve been a good slut today,” I told her. “I think you need a reward. Take off your clothes, lie down and spread your legs.” Allison peeled out of her t-shirt and dropped her skirt in seconds and was on her back, legs spread to show her pussy streaked with drying cum from the man she fucked at the mall and her juices. Iris was speechless, gaping at Allison’s pussy. “Iris, lock the door then get down there and make that slut cum on your tongue.”
Hands trembling, Iris locked the door then knelt down on the floor and move slowly towards Allison’s pussy. Allison writhed in anticipation as Iris breathed heavily, inches from her pussy, before she closed her eyes and let her tongue gingerly lick up the girls messy cunt. Allison sighed, hips jerking as Iris’s tongue grazed her clit. I grabbed my camcorder and handed it to Allison. The woman was licking slowly up and down her slit, her nerves relaxing and she started to get more aggressive, slipping a finger into Allison’s cunt.
“I’m going to fuck you, Iris,” I said as I knelt behind her. I rolled up her tight skirt, exposing well toned legs and tan pantyhose over white panties. I ripped her pantyhose and then shoved her panties to the side exposing a shaved pussy with large, plump pussy lips and a hard clit protruding out an inch. Iris moaned into Allison’s cunt as I rubbed my cock against her clit then I shoved it into her pussy.
It did not get old, no matter how many pussy’s I fucked, they all felt warm and wet and wonderful on my cock. I fucked her hard and deep, gripping her hips and pushing her face into Allison’s cunt. Allison moaned, pointing the camcorder down the length of her body. Her pierced tits jiggled every time my fucking shoved Iris face into her cunt.
Allison was panting louder. “Oh, Master, thank you,” she moaned. “Her tongue feels so great!” Her tits heaved, perky with youth, and tipped with pink nipples pierced with silver barbells. “Uhhmm, I’m going to cum! Oh, fuck, keep sucking my clit, keep doing just that. Ohhh, craaap!” Allison writhed on the floor then collapsed and breathed deeply. “Fuck that was amazing!”
“When a slut cums, she thanks the person responsible,” I said sternly.
“Oh, thank you, Iris,” she said, breathless. “Your tongue and fingers felt so good on my slutty pussy. Thank you for making this slut cum!”
I pulled out of Iris, ready to cum myself, and jerked off over Allison, spraying cum all over her face and tits and stomach. Ropey, white cum covered Allison and she smiled happily. Without thinking, she started to gather up the cum with a finger. “No,” I ordered. “Wear my cum. Let everyone see what a slut you are. You can get dressed.”
“Oh, thank you, Master,” she gushed as she dressed. “I’m such a slut.” Her shirt smeared the cum across her face as she pulled her shirt over her head, and the cum on her chest was soaking through the shirt. She pulled up her skirt and, looking a complete mess, followed me out of the bathroom, leaving Iris panting on the floor as she masturbated. She must have been close to cumming when I pulled out of her cunt.
We found Mary returning to the lot from a test drive with Frank the salesman in a sporty looking red convertible. I thought it was a little boxy for a sports car, lacking the smooth lines and exciting curves I preferred in a sports car. She hugged me and then glanced at Allison, smeared in my cum, and raised on eyebrow.
“So, this car?” I asked.
“Oh, yes,” Mary answered. “Its an Eos. Its so cute, don’t you think.”
I didn’t see it, so I lied. “Yes it is.”
Frank looked askance at Allison, not sure what to say about the cum drenched teenage. “Slut,” Mary barked, “go wait in the Mustang!”
“Yes, Mistress,” Allison said, and walked away.
“Don’t worry about her,” Mary told the salesman. “She’s very promiscuous. If you turn your back on her you’ll find her fucking some guy.”
“Well, lets get the paperwork filled out,” I told the salesman.
“Y-yeah, of course,” Frank stammered. Frank led us into the sales floor to his desk. The car, with fees and taxes, came to around $38,000 dollars. I offered him a dollar as the down payment and the rest of the money within the week. Frank agreed, and we skipped all the need for a credit check. Not surprising, the finance officer, Boris, a skinny Russian with a scar running down the side of his face, had problems with that. But after talking with me, he signed off on the deal eagerly.
After Mary and I signed what seemed like a hundred documents, we were handed the keys to Mary’s new Eon. I made sure Allison could drive a manual, then told her to follow us in my Mustang. I had an idea where we could stay for a short time that wasn’t my shitty apartment, and gave Mary instructions that would take us through downtown Puyallup, east on Pioneer, then south on Shaw Road.
As Mary drove, I could feel the engagement ring in my pants pocket and I wondered how and where I would propose to her. I wanted it to be special and romantic. “Mary,” I asked her as she droves us through Puyallup. “Is there anything around the Puget Sound that you’ve always wanted to do?” I hoped I sounded subtle and not to obvious.
Mary bit her lip as she thought. It was one of the many cute things she did. “I would like to see the orcas.”
I frowned. “Orcas? Aren’t those out in the ocean?”
She laughed. “There are a couple pods that live in the Sound,” she said, incredulous that her boyfriend could so dumb.
“Okay,” I answered. “So, you go to a pier or something.”
“No, there are boats that take tours out in the Sound,” she said. “Daisy, my friend, went on one with her boyfriend. She said it was very romantic. And that the orcas were just beautiful.” Romantic, huh. I wasn’t sure what was so romantic about watching big fish in the ocean but Mary sure seemed excited.
“How about you?” she asked.
I thought for a minute. “The space needle,” I finally said. “I’ve lived my whole life living an hours drive from it and I’ve never been up there.”
“Uuhh,” she gushed, “its very beautiful and romantic up there. And there’s this restaurant built up there. And it slowly rotates so you can see all across Seattle, and the Sound. Its so gorgeous.”
“Then you’ll have to show me how beautiful it is.” Mary nodded her head. “I’d love to, Mark.”
My directions led us back up South Hill to where million dollar houses were built on the edge of the hill, overlooking the Puyallup River valley with a stunning view of Mount Rainier.
As we drove through the neighborhood I told Mary to choose the house she liked. Mary looked around and choose a blue-gray, three story house, with white trim. Large windows faced the street and the yard was well manicured, with shrubs and decorative rocks. Mount Rainier loomed behind the house, snow-capped peak as majestic as always. I always had to pause and admire the beauty of Mount Rainier.
Mary pulled the Eos into the driveway and Allison parked the Mustang on the street. We got out of the car and walked up to the beautiful, front doors, white painted wood set with beautiful windows. I rang the doorbell. A short, fat, balding man answered the door. He was in his fifties, what little hair remaining was gray, and he wore an expensive looking, dark blue suit, and a loose, red silk tie hung around his neck.
“Can I help you?” he asked, peering at us suspiciously.
“I’m Mark, and this is my girlfriend, Mary, and our slut, Allison.”
The man frowned at that. “Get off my property or I’ll call the police,” the man said, starting to slam the door.
I caught the door with one hand. “That’s rude. Invite us in.”
“Sorry,” the man muttered, “please, come in. I’m Brandon Fitzsimmons.”
We entered his house and it was richly furnished. He led us into a comfortable living room. There was a plush, cream colored couch and matching easy chair. A 56” flat-screen hung on the wall over an impressive entertainment center. Fancy looking art hung on the wall, a mix of modern art and classics. Mary looked appreciatively at the art and cooed over a painting that looked like someone just splashed various color paints on canvas. I didn’t get modern art.
“Is there anyone else living here?” I asked Brandon.
“Just my wife, Desiree,” he answered.
I was about to ask if she was home, when a lovely woman’s voice asked with a Spanish lilt to her voice, “Who’s at the door, mi querido?”
A gorgeous Latina woman, late twenties, in a white, wrap-around dress with a plunging neckline that showed off a large and generous cleavage. She wore no bra and her full tits bounced and jiggled in her dress as she walked down the stairs. She was voluptuous and curvy, her ass swaying beautiful beneath her dress. Her skin was a beautiful, nut brown, and her brunette hair was long and curly. She joined her ugly, toad of a husband, wrapping an arm about him. The man was so short, her tits were at his eye level. Clearly, she was a trophy wife and probably a gold digger.
“Hello,” she greeted us pleasantly. “I’m Desiree.”
“I’m Mark and this is Mary,” I told her. “And that’s Allison. She’s our slut.”
“I see,” Desiree said, delicately, and gave her husband a confused look.
“What do you think?” I asked Mary as I eyed Desiree.
“Do you cook?” Mary asked the woman, a considering look on her face. Mary knew exactly what I wanted from Desiree.
“I do,” she said. “I love to cock.”
I looked at Brandon. “Is she actually a good cook?”
“She’s the best. Its one of the reason’s I married her.” As he said that, his hand squeezed his wife’s ass and she giggled and slapped him away. “Stop that,” Desiree purred, wickedly. “What’ll our guest think.”
“That I’m the luckiest guy in the world,” Brandon answered, placing his hand back on his wife’s shapely rear. Brandon sensed I was a hungry predator eying his wife and was marking his claim.
“This’ll work just fine,” Mary said.
“What will?” Brandon frowned at us.
“Brandon, we’re going to borrow your house, and your wife, for a while,” I told him.
His frowned deepened. “What do you mean by borrow my wife?”
“Just stand there, quietly, and watch,” I said with a smile. “Desiree, get down on your knees and suck my cock.” Desiree dropped to her knees, her hands fished out my cock and then her warm mouth was around it. The feel of her lips and tongue sent electricity surging up my cock. “Mmmhh, you’re wife’s got a hot, little mouth.”
I watched Mary walk over to Allison and smack her ass. “Sluts go naked in the house,” she ordered.
“Sorry, Mistress,” Allison apologized and quickly pulled off her cum stained top and slipped out of her jean shirts. Her teenage body was covered in streaks of my dried cum.
“Undress me,” Mary ordered. Allison eagerly pulled off her white blouse, unhooked the lacy, gray bra then unzipped the tight skirt. Finally, Allison knelt down and pulled off her Mistress’s wispy, gray panties. Mary’s pussy was right in Allison’s face, and the little slut couldn’t resist swiping her tongue through Mary’s wet slit. “Umm, good slut,” Mary murmured, the she grabbed Allison’s arm and pulled her to her feet and led her over to the couch. Mary sat down and pulled Allison down next to her and started to kiss Allison pink lips and pulling on her nipple piercings.
“Desiree, I’m you Master, now,” I told her. “And Mary’s your Mistress. You will do whatever filthy or depraved acts Mary or I tell you.” She nodded around my cock. “Good. Allison’s our number one slut. She’s in charge when Mary and I aren’t around.” Mary’s legs were spread open, her pussy wet and flushed and begging for attention. “Desiree, go eat your Mistress’s cunt.”
Desiree stop sucking my cock and crawled across the floor, her shapely ass rolling as she crawled. Mary smiled down at Desiree and Allison sucked one of Mary’s nipples into her mouth. Mary groaned as Desiree pressed her mouth into her cunt. Mary grabbed her thick hair and rubbed the Latina slut’s face in pussy. I dropped behind Desiree, pulling her skirt up and exposing a black thong. I ripped it off her pussy, exposing a shaved cunt and large labia, pink and wet.
“You’re wife’s wet,” I told Brandon. He looked queasy as I slowly slid my cock inside her while Desiree moaned into Mary’s cunt. “She’s nice and tight, too.”
I started to fuck Desiree’s pussy hard, enjoying her cunt’s velvety grip and the sight of Desiree eating out Mary while Allison sucked on her freckled tits. Mary’s hand slipped between Allison’s thighs and started fingering her clit. Desiree’s plump ass jiggled as I fucked her. And then she started wiggling on my cock. I slipped a hand around her waist and fund her hard clit and started rubbing. Her cunt contracted about my cock and she howled wordless into Mary’s cunt.
“God, you’re wife’s a dirty whore!” I shouted at Brandon. “She just came on my dick. Tell your husband how much you loved it.”
“Ohh, I fucking loved it!” Desiree panted, mouth stained with cunt juices. “His cock feels soo good in my pussy and I came so hard!”
“You’re wife’s going to be well looked after,” I told her husband. “So, go upstairs, pack your suitcases. Whatever you’ll need for a few weeks and go check into a cheap motel. Not local, something closer to your work. You’ll live there until Desiree calls you and tells you to come home. Do not make any attempt to contact your wife. Do not call the police, or tell anyone about what’s going on. Now, go!” Brandon raced out of the room, pounding up the stairs.
Mary was cumming on Desiree’s tongue as I went back to fucking her. Mary bucked so hard Allison had to stop sucking on her titties. Desiree started to pull her head up but Mary grabbed her hair and shoved her back in. “I didn’t say to stop, slut.” I slapped Desiree’s ass hard, leaving a red handprint, and she moaned an apology around Mary’s pussy.
Allison shuddered next to Mary, cumming on her fingers. “Oh, thank you, Mistress,” she panted. “Thank you for making me cum.” Mary held up her fingers and Allison obediently licked her cream off slender fingers.
I gripped Desiree’s hips and really started to pound her cunt. I was getting close to cumming as Desiree’s writhed before me, eating feverishly at Mary’s pussy. Her cunt started to ripple about my cock as she came a second time. My ball tightened and with a groan, I shot deep inside her cunt. I fucked her a few more times, spurting more cum inside her. Wearily, I pulled out of her and sank on the couch next to Mary.
Allison wasted no time in getting behind Desiree and sucking my cum out of her pussy. Mary kissed me hard, her nimble tongue probing my mouth. She broke the kiss panting loud as her next orgasm neared and I bent down and sucked one of her hard little nipples into my mouth. “Oh, that’s nice,” Mary whispered. “Ohh, fuck, Desiree’s a good cunt lapper!” she moaned and came with a hard shudder. Breathing heavily, Mary shoved Desiree off her cunt. “You can stop, slut!”
I reclined back into the couch. Fuck, I was tired. I had been up over a day and my sleep deprivation came crashing down on me. I closed my eyes and felt Mary cuddle up next to me. There was crashing down the stairs as Brandon raced down them, dragging his, and heading through a door out into the garage. He didn’t say a word. The garage door opened and sleep …
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I woke up, confused where I was. Then I remembered, I was in the Fitzsimmons house. I rubbed sleep from my eyes and saw Mary sitting next to me. It was dark in the living room, the sun had set while I was sleeping and the living room danced with the shifting light from the Television.
“Have a nice nap,” Mary asked.
I nodded and sat up. Mary had showered and smelled of coconut, her red hair falling wet and loosely about her shoulders. She wore a pink, silk robe that hung open, exposing her nude body. Allison knelt before her, gently licking her slit. Moans came from the TV and I realized they were watching the footage I shot at Bestbuy. It was kinda weird, watching myself fucking some woman. I think her name was Erin. Her husband was just in frame, stroking his hard dick as his wife moaned on my cock.
“Having fun?” I asked.
“It’s pretty hot,” Mary said, sighing, and pushed Allison off her cunt. Then she snuggled up against me. “Dinner will be ready, soon, and then we’ll talk.”
Talk? Oh, fuck. I remembered that I promised I would tell her how I could make people do what I wanted. “You still want to know.” She nodded, and kissed my neck. “Okay, after dinner.” We cuddled and watched the orgy.
I started drifting off to sleep when Desiree announced, “Dinner’s ready.” She was standing at the living room entrance naked save for a white apron, her large tits spilling around the apron and dark, pink nipples peaked out as she breathed.
We stood up, Mary belting close her robe, which clung silkily to her body, molding to the curves of her hips and breasts. Desiree led us into a beautiful dining room with a table covered in a lace tablecloth. Two plates had been set at the corners and the only lights were from mauve candles set in silver candleholders. Desiree handed Allison a bottle of wine and she poured us both a glass while Desiree set plates of food on the table. Steaming on the plates was a savory roast, dripping in gravy with side of mashed potatoes. Bowls containing a mixed vegetable salad were set next to the plates, along with various bottles of dressing. Allison held a chair out for Mary and Desiree held my chair out. Once we were both seated, the sluts retired to the kitchen.
The food was excellent and Mary amused her self by feeding me bites of food from her fork, then licking the gravy off my chin. The roast was excellent, moist and delicious and the gravy rich, the mashed potatoes, obviously homemade, were thick and creamy. Desiree had selected a dark, red wine that complemented the roast. When we cleared our plates, Desiree and Allison returned, replacing our dinner plates with desert plates holding slices of chocolate cake and scoops of vanilla ice cream. The cake was heavenly, the texture spongy and moist. Desiree was as amazing a cook as her husband boasted. Maybe we would just keep her. She was wasted on her fat husband.
Finished, Desiree cleared the desert plates from the table, her heavy breasts swaying as she walked and my eyes lingered on her shapely ass as she disappeared back into the kitchen. Dinner was over, and it was finally time to tell Mary where my powers came from. I looked over to my left and saw her heart-shaped face starring expectantly at me. The pink, silk robe she wore had loosened during supper and I could see a dusky nipple perched on a small, freckled breast.
My hand was shaking and my stomach roiled. I breathed in deeply. I loved her and I could share my darkest secrets with her. “You still want to know how I can do the things I do?”
She nodded eagerly.
I sighed. “Well,” I started to say. This was harder than I thought. My stomach was twisted in painful knots. The longer I prolonged this, the worse it grew. Maybe, like ripping off a bandaid, I just needed to get this over quickly. “I made a deal with the Devil,” I blurted out.
Mary blinked. “What?” Confusion marred her face as she furrowed auburn eyebrows.
“Last night, at a crossroad, I made a deal with the Devil,” I replied. “In exchange for my soul, he gave me three wishes. A long, healthy life. Sexual stamina.” I paused. “And, people have to do what I tell them.” Her face contorted in surprise. “I love you. I don’t want to control you anymore. You no longer have to do what I tell you to do.”
There was silence, her face flushed in anger. “So, I wasn’t attracted to you. I didn’t even have a choice. You just told me to spread my legs and I had to do it! Fuck, Mark! Jesus Christ, what the fuck!”
“I’m sorry, Mare,” I whispered. “You were so beautiful and you were so happy to do what I told you to. I made sure you enjoyed it. How many times did you cum today?”
“That makes it better!” she demanded, tears starting to fall, running down her freckled cheeks. “Oh, God,” she moaned. “You made me do such depraved acts. And what you made me do to my boyfriend, Mike.” Her body wracked with sobs.
This was going so badly. And she was right, I had made her love me then I made her dump her boyfriend over the phone while I fuck her ass. God, what type of asshole does that.
“I love you, Mare,” I confessed to her. “I think the moment I saw you in the coffee shop I fell in love with you. I was just so lonely, and you seemed so happy doing what I told you, it didn’t seem bad. But, as the day went on, I realized it was wrong of me to tell you what to do, so I’ve tried to not give you direct orders anymore. You tell a slut what to do, not the women you love. I’m so sorry for hurting you. I want you to truly be with me. Not because I made you, but because you love me.”
“And that’s the worst part, bastard!” Mary screamed. “You made me love you! It makes this hurt so much more!”
Relief washed over me for a moment. She still loved me. “Then what does the past matter. All that matters is that we love each other.”
“It’s not real love,” Mary retorted. “Just the poison you fed me!”
“Does it matter how you fell in love with me?” I asked. “Doesn’t it just matter how your heart feels?” I reached out to grab her hand, but she pulled away. “We can be happy together. I can give you whatever you want. I can give you the world on a silver platter!”
She hesitated, doubt conflicting her face. The she steeled herself. “I think it does matter that my love isn’t real.”
“How do you know its not real?” I asked. “How can you tell?”
“I…” she opened her mouth and hesitated. “I don’t know.” Fresh tears overwhelmed her and she sobbed into her hands. “I don’t know what to do.”
“I’m going to go upstairs and wait,” I told her. “If your love for me out weighs your anger then come upstairs. If not, I love you and I won’t stop you from going. You can take the car, your clothes, anything you want. I promise, I want ever come looking for you. Just, please, think about it. Please?
Mary sat still for a moment and then gave me the merest nod of her head.
Relief washed over me. There was still a chance. “I love you Mary.”
Mary did not answer, just started crying into her hands again. So, I stood from the table and left the dining room, entering the kitchen where Allison and Desiree were cleaning the dishes. Allison looked at me, a supporting smile on her face. “It’ll be okay, Master,” she whispered, hugging me. “Mistress loves you.”
Allison hopeful words made me feel a little better. “Sluts, when you’re finished with the cleaning, retire to the guest bedroom and do not leave until the morning unless you need to use the bathroom.”
“Yes Master,” the both replied in near unison. Then, discontentedly, I headed upstairs to the master bedroom and sank to the floor, leaning back against the bed. And waited.
My heart was beating hard, and seemed stuck up in my throat. I clenched my hands tight. And waited. My ears strained for sounds from downstairs, but all I could here was clatter from the kitchen. Fear and doubt and terror and hope all swirled through my head. God, she was so hurt by the truth. I was such an idiot to release my control on her.
I sighed. No, letting her be free was the only way to truly have her. It would never be a real relationship is she was my slave. But, she still loves me. I just need to hope that her love will win out against her anger. I would pray to God, but I don’ think he would answer me. It was getting harder and harder to breath as the tension squeezed my heart. Minutes ticked by a long as hours. The longer I waited, the worst the conflict between hope and despair grew. Over and over, two phrases began to repeat on a loop in my head, drowning out all other thoughts
Mary was going to come upstairs. Mary was going to leave.
Again and again, like a needle skipping on a broken record, my mind echoed with those two thoughts. Mary was going to come upstairs. Mary was going to leave. Hope and despair, love and grief, warred for my soul. My heart pounded. I thought it was going to explode in my chest.
Mary was going to come upstairs. Mary was going to leave.
The front door opened. A car engine started. Despair slew hope, and love was drowned by grief.
Mary was going to leave.
I sobbed into my hands.
To be continued …

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Again, sorry about the paragraphs. I don’t care about the format, I just care about getting the story on here. I am gonna make a series of these two people so yes there will be a second episode. There are hints in this story as to what the second episode is about. Hope you enjoy!

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