When He closed the door behind her, Danni was about to tell Him that she loved Him. But she didn't get the chance, since His huge hand swung around to slap her pretty face. She shrieked partly for the sudden pain, and partly since she hadn't expected such a dramatic change in His attitude.

He put his mouth next to her ear, and growled "You're late slut!".

"I'm sorry Sir, I'm so sorry" she whimpered.

"Don't give me excuses slut, you know what to do when you're late!" He growled, much louder this time.

Danni whimpered, knowing her pussy was dripping sinply from the power He held over her, but her cheek was still stinging. She dropped to her knees and diligently pulled His jeans to His ankles. Since He was not wearing any underwear, His cock was standing fully erect only an inch from her eyes. She found His cock to be the best possible size - at 8 inches long and 2 inches thick, it was the most pleasurable she'd ever had. Sure, she'd had slightly bigger, but she didn't get anywhere near as much enjoyment from any guy as she had her Master. She looked up at Him from her kneeling position as her lips engulfed His throbbing member. She let the head of His cock as far as the back of her throat and, having not yet learned to deepthroat, she tried to make up for the extra inches of throbbing meat by sliding her tongue past her lips and using her hand.

He enjoyed her work, but grew tired of this game. After grabbing her hair and roughly pulling her to her feet, His cock was bouncing from having her mouth suddenly pulled away from it. Stepping out of His jeans, He looked again into her eyes, with that same loving look He had first met her with, and took her delicate hand to lead her to his room.

When His door opened, Danni hardly recognised His room. Not only had he moved the furniture around, He had plastered the walls with posters of things that just made her pussy throb to look at - girls fingering themselves, sex in various positions, lesbians playing, even one where the girl was playing with five cocks at once! There were two other noticable differences - firstly, His table was covered with various sex toys; secondly, there was a naked girl on His bed. Danni moaned loudly when she first caught sight of the petite girl sitting back on His bed helping herself to a buzzing vibrator. Her black hair fell over her shoulders to her perky breasts, which were home to a pair of appetizing pink nipples.

He saw Danni staring open-mouthed at the girl. "Oh, you may call her Slave. I need to have her here when you're too busy getting cock to fuck your Master."

"But..." she tried to protest, but then remembered that he'd caught her bouncing on top of her music teacher only days earlier. He must have been watching, because He had walked in just as she was about to start orgasming. She thought she'd better keep quiet about it, since He still owed her punishment.

Although Slave's moans of pleasure had grown quite loud, they were no match for His huge hands clapping twice. "Ooooo, she's here!!!" Slave squealed in delight. She threw the vibrator to the table (still dripping with her juices), and walked over to inspect Danni. "Not bad Sir! Will you be stripping her down now or later?"

"Now of course Slave" He said. Turning to Danni, He gave her a mixed look - she could still see His kindness, however there was that glint of wickedness which made her so wet that her juices were seeping through her Gstring and dripping down her leg. He made short work of her pink top, freeing her boobs which, although slightly smaller than Slave's, had just as attractive a shape, her nipples like bullets on the front.

The next thing made her squirm. He stood in front of her, and reached down and up the back of her skirt. She felt shivers run through her body as He ran his fingernails lightly over her ass, bringing them round to the front of her thighs. As he felt the moisture of her Gstring, He exclaimed "What is this, you're wet my little whore? You've only been here five minutes and you're begging for some cock?!" He suddenly ripped her Gstring off, his surprising strength tearing the fabric at the back, and he stuffed the moist pink fabric into her mouth. She moaned with the pain of having her Gstring pulled so hard, but within that short time the moan had turned to one of pleasure.

Slave was standing ready at the bed with a set of handcuffs. Danni knew what was coming next, and the anticipation made her pussy juice drip down her thigh all the way to her knee. He leaned in to kiss her, the kiss was filled with passion as His cock throbbed against her pussy through the thin fabric of her black skirt. At an incredibly passionate moment in the kiss, He threw her to the bed, so hard that she bounced twice before Slave straddled her stomach to cuff her hands to the bedhead.

Although Danni was craving His cock, she felt Slave's moist pussy grinding against her stomach, and hoped that if He would not give her the gift of orgasm, that He would allow her to fuck Slave. Her hands were cuffed, and Slave spread her legs as wide as they could go, and cuffed her ankles in place. All the while, He was leaning back against the wall, watching two naked girls (apart from Danni's skirt) do as He had instructed, twiddling with his throbbing shaft. Leaning over to the toy table, He picked up an object Danni couldn't see clearly.

He walked over to her, slapping whatever it was in his free hand. As he grew closer, she could see what it was - it was a Master's baton - a steel pole cased in leather. "You haven't even spat out your Gstring yet! What a little skank, enjoying the taste of her own cunt when there's a perfectly good one right here in Slave!" He lay the baton across her boobs, and started to stroke both her nipples at once from side to side. Danni was enjoying the gentle motion, and so was hugely shocked when He swiftly rose the baton and it slapped down onto her hard nipples. She screamed at this, and sucked hard on her Gstring, more taste of her own pussy hitting her tastebuds.

"Now as you know slut, you have a punishment owing to you" he said.

Danni spat out her Gstring. "Wasn't that my punishment already??"

He hit her pussy gently with the baton, but gently was all that was needed to have the desired effect. "Don't be so insolent whore. I did not approve you fucking that music teacher! Your punishment is coming up now."

He motioned to Slave, who happily bounded over to His side. They stood atop the bed together, with Slave standing in front of Him. Danni, who was of course by now desparate for some stimulation, started shaking her head in horror as she realised what was about to happen. Slave bent over, and Danni was given a clear view of her succulent pussy. Danni writhed with desire as His throbbing cock slowly penetrated Slave's pussy, making Slave moan a moan which echoed through the room. They were standing so that Danni was looking directly at Slave's pussy, so she could watch His cock being thrust in and out.

Danni whimpered with desire as she felt stray drops of pussy juice hit her cheeks, nose and forehead, begging for some juice to land close enough for her to lick up, but to no avail. She tried to close her eyes and not watch, but He started to moan almost as loudly as Slave, so she could not keep her eyes closed. Her pussy muscles were clenching with every thrust, in desparation to try and get some sort of satisfaction from this cruel punishment, which went on for seemingly forever.

He announced in His deep booming voice that He was going to cum. Slave squealed and excitedly lay next to Danni. Danni felt good to have Slave's body against hers, albeit only slightly. Her eyes also lit up when she saw that He was getting into position to cum her face - perhaps He would bestow benevolence and allow her to drink His cum??

No such luck. At the very moment the first thick spurt of cum exploded from His cock, He shifted His aim and it hit the back of Slave's throat. Danni wailed in sorrow as this happened, and each subsequent spurt caused her to sob. Tears were streaming down her cheeks by the time Slave was licking His cock clean. She begged for forgiveness, begging to alow her to play.

"You want to play do you bitch? Can't handle watching another slut take a cock? Have to have it for yourself?"

"Yes please Master. Oh I'm begging you, I need to be touched" she cried, in hysterics from both horniness and crying.

He motioned to Slave, who knelt over her face. Danni looked up to the magnificent sight of Slave's pussy, with her boobs just beyond that, and cool green eyes looking down at her playfully. Just as Danni was wondering where He had found such a hot girl to join them, she felt something at her pussy. It was Him blowing cool air up and down her moist lips, sending shivers through her body. This wasn't helped when Slave started rubbing her own clit, and this time stray drops of pussy juice DID fall to her lips.

Since the airflow around her pussy had stopped, she thought He had left them, but then she felt something on her nipples. She felt a cold steel clamp attach to each hard nipple, and then these clamps started to vibrate. She let out a moan of ecstacy at finally being granted some pleasure.

He stood at the head of the bed, His cock near her eyes, so that she could see both His cock and Slave's pussy at once. "What do you want my little slut? Do you want cock or cunt? Answer me you little slurry!" He yelled at her.

Danni groaned loudly. "Ohhhh I want it all please Sir give it all to me!!!"

He gave her an incredible look, and moved away from where she could see Him. She could not see Him nod to Slave, to know that something was about to happen. All at once Danni felt like she was in heaven. Slave let herself swiftly down onto Danni's face, with Slave's clit perfectly lining up with her tongue. At the same time, she felt both her holes being violated at once - at first she thought it was two dildos, with the anal dildo lubed up. She soon realised that He had put a double-ended dildo into her, which was curved so that it could penetrate both her holes.

While sucking hungrily at Slave's pussy, she thought what was inside her was the most incredible sex toy ever made. That was until she felt something encase her clit. It started vibrating, which felt nice, but then it started to have suction on her clit - He was pumping it so her pussy would be sucked and vibrated by this little machine. She screamed loudly into Slave's clit, feeling incredible.

"Remember the golden rule slut! Remind her of the golden rule, Slave" He shouted.

Slave moaned a high-pitched moan, as she recited "No slut or slave may have an orgasm unless so instructed by her Master."

"Good pet. Slave, you may cum whenever you feel like it. Slut Danni, you may not."

Danni let out a short disappointed moan at hearing this, while Slave started screaming and squealing with pleasure. Her squeals were enough to make even His spine shiver, so much so that He almost gave in and grabbed either of His two live fucktoys and pounded away, but He retained His composure.

Danni was growing increasingly jealous of Slave with each passing orgasm, but did not want to stop licking and sucking her clit. She felt like she was going insane being restricted from cumming, and then felt the clit pump pulled off.

"You may unchain her Slave" he commanded, and Slave stood up, with waves of orgasm still rushing through her body, and unlocked each of the handcuffs on Danni's wrists, before leaning in and kissing her deeply and passionately. She tried to play with the dildo inside Danni, but was met with a harsh whack on the ass by the baton.

"Slave, you were not permitted to play with the slut. You must leave now" He explained.

"But I don't have any clothes, I can't go outside..."

"LEAVE NOW!" He boomed, interrupting her protests. Slave looked lovingly into Danni's eyes, then He and Danni watched her open the front door and walk out onto the street completely naked.

Danni was so excited that she'd finally get to fuck her Master that she stood up to kiss Him. The dildos were still inside her, and the clamps still vibrating at her nipples, but she was desparate to feel His body against hers. This affectionate gesture was met with His giant hands slapping onto each asscheek hard, and gripping both cheeks hard with His strong fingers. She felt shivers of excitement running through her body hoping He would let her cum this time.

He slapped her face (the cheek that wasn't slapped before) and turned her away from him. He yanked out the double dildo, leaving here feeling open, and bent her over, pulling her skirt up over her round ass.

"What do you want slut? I don't often ask you what you want, what can I possibly do for you?" He asked, knowing the answer very well.

"FUCK ME! PLEASE SIR I NEED TO BE FUCKED HARD AND TO BE ABLE TO ORGASM!!!" she screamed.

He nodded approvingly, although she couldn't see this. She only knew of His approval when she felt His throbbing cock slowly slide into her pussy, which was akin to a waterslide by this stage. She let out an incredible moan of pleasure, as He started to thrust harder and faster into her pussy. Reaching over as He thrust, His right hand started playing with her clit - squeezing it, twisting it, giving it the rough treatment He knew she enjoyed. With the other hand, He raised the steeings on the nipple clamp vibrator to intensify her stimulation there. By this stage, Danni was screaming at Him to allow her to cum. The first two times, He slapped her nice ass with his free hand and told her that He would tell her when the time was right.

The third time however, He could not hold back His desire to feel her orgasms. He commanded her in no uncertain terms to "Cum like a tonne of bricks". Danni obliged, letting out a scream that could surely be heard throughout the neighbourhood. His moans soon followed, as He felt her pussy clamp tightly around His cock.

"Do me a favour Master," she panted between orgasms, "and cum in my ass today."

"Only since you've been such an obedient whore" He replied, and pulled His cock out. There was no need for lube since her juices were now coating His cock, and He knew His orgasm was close. He had one more surprise in mind for her - He grabbed the same vibrator that Slave had used earlier, and shoved it roughly into her pussy on the highest setting, and thrust hard into her ass as her squeals of delight sent Him to heaven. He announced He was going to cum, which only made Danni scream louder and push Him back against the wall, so pushing His cock as deep into her ass as possible.

The force of His orgasm shot through both of their bodies. As His cock exploded in her ass, they both felt the sudden rush of endorphins. The waves of pleasure rocked through both their bodies as they collapsed onto the bed, still soaked with Danni's juices.

Laying stroking her soft skin, He said to her "You know Danni, I think I know how to stop you fucking people I don't want you to. I might have to keep you on a chain in a cage..."

She sat down next to her mother and began to cry. Her mother held her lovingly "Don’t cry sweetheart, maybe I just got the days mixed up when I called everyone." She knew better. She sat there weeping into her mothers shoulder.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Her mother hurried to the door while her father dried the tears from her eyes. She held her breath as her mother opened the door. Standing in the just setting sun was a boy Violet barely recognized.

He was new at school, but she couldn’t remember his name. In his hand was a package wrapped in pink paper with a white bow on the corner. "Come in please" her mother smiled. The boy looked at the ground but came in. He was 6ft tall and thin with sandy blonde hair and glasses.

Her mother ushered him to the table and he sat down right beside Violet. For the first time he looked up from the ground and stuck out his hand for Violet to shake. "Hi, I am Steve Green." Violet blushed as she shook his hand. "I'm Violet Stone." Violets mother and father looked at each other and smiled.

Soon both found reasons to leave Violet alone with Steve. Soon Violet and Steve started to get to know one another. It turns out Steve had just moved here from Rollings a month ago and he too had trouble making friends.

Soon it was time to cut the cake. Violets mother and father sat across from Steve and Violet singing happily. Steve sang along with them and seemed to relax somewhat.

About halfway through the song Violet felt Steve reach under the table and hold her hand. She was so shocked and excited that she blushed and just sat there while her mother and father waited for her to blow out the candles.

Finally she realized that everyone was watching her and waiting. She closed her eyes and wished more than anything that Steve would like her. Then she blew out the candles.

She opened her eyes and Steve reached under the table to hold her hand. His hand felt warm and smooth. Suddenly she though of her wish and she pressed his hand on her thigh and slowly moved it up and down. Her mother passed her a plate with cake on it and she had to use both hands to take the plate.

She feared that Steve would recoil and take his hand away from her bare leg. As she removed her hand from his to take the plate his hand continued to roam over her leg. Starting at the knee and continuing all the way until it reached her skirt. She was relieved that he hadn’t stopped and glanced over at him. He was looking around and despite the cool of the air conditioning he was just starting to sweat.

When her father tried to pass a plate with cake to him he stopped moving his hand and pulled away. She suddenly took the plate out of her fathers hand and set it in front of Steve.

Steve had removed his hand from her leg and placed it in his lap. Gingerly she reached under the table and gently took his hand placing it back onto her bare leg. This time she pushed it just slightly under her skirt and felt a tingle run all the way up her body. Her panties were beginning to get wet and she also began to sweat.

She reached out under the table and touched Steve's leg. She ran her hand over his jeans and all the way up to his zipper. Steve took the hint and ran his hand further up her skirt until his hand brushed her wet panties.

She silently wished that this moment would never end. She also wished that her parents would leave for just a few minutes. Soon they were finished eating the cake and she opened her gifts. Steve kept his hand under the table caressing her leg while she unwrapped her gift.

Her mother had given her an electric toothbrush. Steve had given her a leather bound diary. Last her father handed her a small box and smiled. Her heart jumped. Had he gotten her a ring or earrings? Her hands trembled as she opened the package.

Not only from the small box, but because Steves hand had began to rub her pussy through the fabric of her panties. Finally she opened to box to see a set of car keys. She knew they weren’t her parents keys.

Her father smiled and said "It's in the garage waiting for you." Not wanting Steve to stop, but desperate to find out what kind of car her father had bought. She made a choice. Violet bolted from the table and through the door to the garage.

Sitting there with a giant pink bow was a brand new VW Beetle convertible with the top down. The red car looked almost too real under the dim light from the bulb. Her father and mother appeared next to her smiling. "We know your only 17, but we think that you can handle the responsibility."

Steve had appeared between them and looked at past the car at her and smiled. Her keys were still clutched in her hand as she ran her hand over the exterior of the car.

Her father spoke up "Why don’t you and Steve take her for a ride." Violets heart raced. She could finally be alone with Steve. Her wish was coming true. Her parents watched as the two teens pulled out of the driveway.

Steve placed his hand back under her skirt as Violet sped up. He began to rub her pussy. It felt so good. She took her free hand and pushed his had onto her pussy grinding his hand. She knew just where she wanted to go first.

She wanted to go to the lake and be alone with Steve. As she made the turns and twists that led to the lake Steve continued to massage her pussy. When she made a turn his hand pushed onto her pussy so hard she almost came.

Finally they were sitting at the lake alone. Almost instantly they were in each others arms kissing. His hands roamed over her virgin body. Violet never wanted this to end. At some point She had pulled Steves shirt off and she felt his chest. He was thin, but his muscles felt like tight ropes straining under his skin.

She felt one of his hands go under her shirt and towards her small tits. She felt embarrassed and pushed his hand away. He looked hurt as if he had done something wrong. She lifted her shirt off and showed her flat chest. She almost began to cry when Steve leaned over and kissed her.

His hands rubbed her small nipples and electricity shot through her body. Steve bent to her chest and began kissing and licking her nipples it felt so good that she let a low moan escape her lips. "oooohh." Steve sucked on her nipples and she leaned to seat back.

His hand pushed her panties aside and began to rub her bare pussy. She was so wet. She had never been this far with anyone before. She had never even properly masturbated. She lay back ad let his suck on her nipples. His hand bushed back and forth over her clit. She began to shake as her orgasm approached. She felt a heat rising inside of her and she screamed as she grabbed Steves hand and held it to her clit.

Steve stopped just long enough to remove his pants leaving him dressed in only his boxer shorts. She watched him undress and removed her skirt and panties. She saw that he had a large erection and decided that she wanted him to be her first. Without saying a word she moved over to his lap and straddled him.

It was a tight squeeze in the small car so she opened to passenger door and let one of her legs rest on the ground. She felt him hard and ready. Her pussy was rubbing his cock through his boxer shorts. He leaned his seat back as she dry humped his hard on.

She looked into his eyes "I have never been with anyone before." Steve reached out and pulled her down to him kissing her deeply. Her trembling hand reached inside his boxers and released his erection. She rubbed it back and forth against the outside of her pussy lips. She was so wet she almost had another orgasm.

Finally she was ready. She pushed his hard cock just inside of her pussy. It felt so good. Like fireworks going off inside her. As his cock inched into her she felt better and better. Finally with only half his cock inside her she felt it rub against the thin membrane of her virginity.

With a slight effort she pushed him deeper penetrating her for the first time. She felt pain and saw a small trickle of blood and pussy juice run down his cock. She stopped and kissed his deeply then pushed the remainder of his cock inside of her. She felt so much pain. She wanted to stop, but soon he began to thrust his cock in and out of her pussy and the pain gradually turned into pleasure.

She began to rise and fall letting his cock slip a few inches out of her dripping pussy and then all the way back in. He began to match her motion and thrusts with his own hips. She rode him as her orgasm approached. Finally in unison they came.

Both let low moans escape and sat there holding each other as his cock softened inside of her pussy. She crawled off of him and back into the driver seat. Both of them got dressed and she looked at her watch realizing that her parents would be asking her where she had been.

Steve put his jeans back on and pulled out a clean white handkerchief and wiped her pussy clean of most of the blood and cum. They kissed as she started the engine and began to drive slowly back to her house. Steve sat close to her holding her and rubbing her nipples through her shirt. As they approached the house he took his normal posture in the passenger seat. She parked in the driveway and both the teens got out.

Steve looked into her eyes not want to go, but it was getting late and tomorrow was a school day. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him as she whispered softly into his ear "will I see you again?" Steve let his hands roam down her back and massage her butt and whispered back "How about Friday night?" The End.

It was about 2 weeks later she called me and said her sister wanted her to invite me to her wedding dinner she was having.  She forgot to mention that her sister was getting married in about a month.  They came over and picked me up in her sisters car.  To my suprise the dinner was actually just a gathering in a bar that they rented for the evening.  The best part was that the drinks were already paid for.  So open bar meant I didn't have to worry about showing my ID.  Even though they are twins you can tell them apart just by the way they act Deb was more opened and loud and Sue was shy and didn't talked softly.  We Drank lots of shots and beer.  Was approaching midnight when they said we better go.  Sue was with her fiance but kept looking my way.  I didn't give it much thought figured she was trying to figure me out or something.  We got to the car after we left the car, I got in the backseat when I heard Sue tell Deb she better drive.  So it was Deb driving with me and her sister in the back.  When Sue leaned over and told me how she offered to give a blowjob to a co worker today but he thought she was kidding.  She then placed her hand on the bulge in my pants.  She was wearing pantyhoses so all I could do was rub her pusy through them.  We got to my apartment and Deb said they had to go back to get her purse then go home. The car door was broken so Deb had to get out and yank hard on the outside handle.  When she got out Sue hurried and kissed me on the lips.  I got out and kissed Deb and told them to drive safe and watched the taillights turn the corner.  I just figured that Sue just had way to much to drink and was wearing beer goggles and must of thought I was her fiance or something.  Never the less it gave me a hot fantasy that I used when I was laying in bed that night masturbating. I shot my cum all over my belly and chest.  I figured that this was the only way Id ever get Sue.  I Fell asleep soon after...

The very next day,   It was about 11 a.m. there was a knock at my door to my suprise it was Sue, I invited her in she said that she left work early in order to see me.  She wanted me to know that she was serious about last night and our conversation.  And wanted to know if I was interested.  I said I was and we agreed not to tell Deb or Gregg.  She said Gregg didn't exspect her to be home for 2 more hours.  She walked me back to my bedroom and I sat on the edge of the bed she pulled off my shirt and told me to do the same with my pants.  This was going to be it.  I was total naked in front of a beautiful woman while she was giving me a strip tease show.  She slowly took off all of her clothes and I knew if she touched my cock I would cum now.  I calmed myself down.  Sue walked over kissed me hard and pushed me back on the bed.  She got on top of me and positioned herself so my 7 inch dick was at the entrance to her pussy.  She lowered down on me and I pushed my dick up into her at the same time.  My cock slid in and out of her hot hole and all of a sudden she started to shake and arched her back and let out a squeal/moan that was more than I could handle I shot my hot cum into ther hot tunnel.  I Did it!!  I thought we were done when all of a sudden she got up and sucked my dick and postioned her pussy in my face in the 69 position.  I started licking her pussy and my cum out of her.  I stuck my fingers in her and pulled out.  My fingers were covered with gooey cum, I held them towards her mouth and she sucked and licked my fingers clean.  She continued to suck me until I shot another load down her throat.  We got cleaned up and then she left.  That wasn't the last time we fucked because it continued for 2 more weeks.  I assumed she was married because I haven't seen or herd from either of them for 2 years now.

the end  

In Grant’s mind, the marriage had improved somewhat over the past few weeks when May, apparently, discovered her kinky side. Last Saturday night had been great with Grant tying May to their bed with silken scarves before fucking her until he experienced a mighty orgasm.

This week, May had suggested that she tie him up and tease him. Grant, eager for sex, had agreed but had been vaguely surprised when May had produced the shackles.

And after restraining his hands, she rattled on about trust and other bollocks!

‘What do you mean, honey?’ Grant asked, wondering why women choose the most inopportune time to discuss things that are important to their flighty minds but, actually dull as dishwater to the superior male mind.

He wryly remembered when he had been fucking Joan, his secretary two weeks ago, she had asked him if he loved her. Loved her! Right in the middle of fucking! Talk about spoiling the bloody moment! Women don’t have a bloody clue!

‘Marriage,’ May said, bending to fasten shackles to Grant’s ankles, ‘is built on trust. It’s rather obvious  - well, it is to me.’

Grant watched her fasten the shackles, his eyes flitting back to her buoyant breasts that threatened to spill from the black lace bustier.

She brushed her long blonde hair back with her fingers, smiled at his ankles and said, ‘there. Try to move your legs.’

Grant tried and found they were fastened as tightly as his hands.

‘Good,’ May said, standing and Grant found his eyes were level with the lace panel of her panties, framed beautifully by the black lace straps of her suspenders that led to the dark nylon band of her stocking tops.

‘I have some more treats for you, darling,’ May said rummaging in the large department store shopping bag in which she had transported the shackle. It was incongruous to see her remove fiendish articles from a bag with a revered and well-known conservative brand name on its side.

‘Do you know what this is?’

Grant stared at the contraption of straps and meta rodsl and shook his head.

‘It’s a harness for your head,’ May said with a sly smile, ‘it will keep your head perfectly still.’

‘Now look, May,’ Grant said, deciding that enough was enough and May smiled when she saw his cock wilt a little.

‘That’s for later,’ she said, ignoring him and placing the neck harness on the bed. ‘Time for this!’

This was a ball gag and Grant instantly recognised it for what it was.

‘May, there’s no need…’

‘There’s every need, darling,’ May said softly, moving close, her nylon leg brushing his thigh and Grant’s eyes widened as the gag moved closer. ‘Open wide.’

‘No…honey…no…’

His protests assisted May’s goal and enabled her to push the ball gag firmly into Grant’s mouth, buckling it tightly behind his head.

Smiling with triumph, May sat back on her heels, her knees turning pale under the black nylon and looked at her husband.

‘Try to say something, darling,’ she urged, the smile now forming a grin, ‘it doesn’t have to be anything profound.’

Her fingers found his testicles and Grant felt her warm hand close around his precious yet vulnerable maleness.

‘Perhaps a squeeze on the family jewels will help you find something to say?’

Grant’s eyes bulged and he tried to say, No, don’t! However, he sounded like a drunken monkey asphyxiated with a pillow filled with damp straw!

May laughed delightedly, her fingers fell away from Grant’s balls and she clapped hands in a gesture reminiscent of a schoolgirl.

‘That’s priceless! Excellent!’

She watched her husband coming to terms with his predicament – naked, restrained and gagged – while she, his wife, was free and, for the first time, in control. His eyes filled with anger and he sent wave after wave of mental heat in her direction.

May didn’t appear to recognise her husband’s mental weapon and condescendingly patted his cheek.

‘Poor little boy,’ she said in mocking Mummy tones, ‘is it all going wrong? Is little Granty feeling a little scared?’

She laughed and swung off the bed.

‘As I said, my darling husband, marriage is built on trust. It’s what makes the relationship survive. Unfortunately, I’ve discovered over the years that you haven’t actually been that trustworthy.’

Grant blinked.

What was going on? What did she say?

‘Yes, darling, I’ve known for a while about your sexual escapades and, as a dutiful wife, I thought if I kept quiet you’d get over it in time and settle down.’

She ran a long fingernail down his thigh.

‘I was a silly muffin, wasn’t I?’ May giggled at her naïve stupidity for a second and then looked around the room in a businesslike manner. ‘I need you in that corner but let me put this on you first.’

Grant twisted and turned as May began to fasten a thick leather collar around his neck.

‘Stop being a wriggle bunny! It’s going on whether you want it or not!’

As his wife buckled the collar on, Grant felt the major first pangs of fear – no more little nervous flutters in his stomach – this was naked fear! May’s cold eyes looked down at him as she connected a long leather strap – more like a leash – to the collar.

‘Now,’ May said in a serious tone, ‘I need you on your knees in that corner.’

Grant spluttered protests but the gag made his words unintelligible.

‘We can do it the easy way – well,’ May giggled, her breasts jiggling in the bustier, ‘easier – or the hard way. You can either help me or I’ll just roll you off the bed and you could land with a thump on your face or on this!’

Her fingers encircled his hard cock and May languidly pulled it once or twice, eliciting a small muffled moan from her gagged husband.

‘I wonder if it would snap off if you landed on it?’ May said with a giggle and a horrified Grant gaped at her. ‘It just might bend into a right angle – you’d have a G-spot dickie!’

May laughed delightedly at that while Grant stared at her with naked terror.

‘I’ll swing your legs over the bed and we’ll see if you’ve decided to help me.’

What choice did he have?

He watched his wife walk past, her sexy bottom jiggling in the black panties and moved his legs off the bed.

Grant felt the floor under his bare feet.

‘Kneel down there and walk on your knees to the corner.’

He looked wildly at her and May, hands on hips, stared coldly back.

‘If you don’t, I’m going to get my curling wand, heat it up and play with your dickie!’

He looked up at her hard eyes and, intuitively, knew his wife wasn’t joking!

That was all it took and Grant shuffled over the floor, hard dick bobbing in the night air while his wife watched.

‘Turned around and kneel on this pillow,’ May said, dropping a pillow onto the floor. Muffled sounds of protest leaked from the gag but Grant did as he was told. 

May leant over him to do something behind him with the leash, her leg brushing his face and Grant inhaled her perfume. His cock twitched and May smiled down at it as she stood up, panty-covered groin close to his face.

‘The leash is locked on to the window latch so you can’t go anywhere.’

Grant tried to move but the leash kept him in position.

‘I’ll put the harness on and then we’ll have a little talk.’

She walked away and Grant watched sadly as her bottom wiggled within the panties. He had a feeling he wasn’t getting into those panties tonight!

What was going on in her mind?

She knows about my affairs?

What will she do? Spank me?

His cock twitched at the thought as May walked back with the harness in her hand and squatted down next to him.

His eyes fell to her breasts and she smiled.

‘You’ll get to see them later, darling, but not how you intended,’ May said as she began to fasten the strange leather harness with short slim metal poles around his head.

Grant moved his head this way and that to prevent her and May stopped.

‘It’s going on, darling,’ she said in a quiet voice. ‘If I have to kick you in your precious balls first and then put it on when you are incapable, I will! Believe me! Your choice.’

May stood up and Grant inadvertently glanced down at her black high heel shoes.

‘If you’re going to let me fix the harness on you, nod.’

Grant tried to cry out to his wife, to beg her not to but the steely look in her eyes told him that May meant everything she said.

Slowly, he nodded.

‘Good boy,’ May said, squatting again, presenting Grant with a view of her black panties stretched tightly over her pussy as she fitted the strange harness to his head.

‘There,’ she said after a few moments and standing up, ‘all done.’

May walked back to the bed and sat on the edge.

‘I suppose you’re wondering what that harness is, darling? It’s very simple; it’s rather like blinkers on a horse. It keeps your head in one position so you have to look over here at the bed.’

Grant tried to turn his head but couldn’t, no matter how much energy he used and found his head was firmly fixed in one position. Grant could only stare ahead.

May smiled.

‘Trust, darling. I trusted you and you shattered that trust after just seven months into our marriage but I thought, at least, I was keeping my dignity. That no one would know that you were having your little flings. I was just fooling myself I know, but I needed to.’

Grant stared at her, his stomach turning with fear as he wondered if his wife had become insane.

‘And then, darling, I discovered that you liked to brag about your conquests! That you gossipped about it!’

Grant blinked and frantically strained against the shackles but they were immovable.

‘Everyone knows! All my friends and their husbands – everyone! I even asked Steve – you remember Steve, the young man who cleans the swimming pool – if he had heard anything and he even knew!’

Muffled urgent sounds came from the gag but May ignored them.

‘Trust, darling. I trusted you just as you trusted me to remain faithful to you. And I did!’

May stood up and walked over, looking down on the naked and sweating Grant.

‘I was a fool but I did trust you, darling, just like you trusted me.’

May squatted down again and fondled her husband’s rigid cock.

‘You think with this and you shattered our trust with it.’

Her eyes burrowed into Grants and he tried to look away from that terrible look but the harness prevented his head from moving.

‘So,’ May continued, standing, ‘I’ve decided that I’m going to shatter your trust in me!’

Grant gaped up at his delectable wife’s thighs and even though he couldn’t move his head up, he could tell she was grinning.

‘Steve will be here in ten minutes and I’m going to let him fuck me on our bed while you watch!’

Her calm words were like a burning hot sword piercing his intestines and he gawked painfully at her thighs.

Grant spluttered furiously in the gag and May laughed softly before pushing her pelvis forward so her panty-covered pussy filled her husband’s vision.

‘This sweet pussy wasn’t enough for you but I’m sure it will be for Steve. He couldn’t take his eyes off me when I sunbaked in my tiny bikini. He really wants to fuck me and I can’t wait to feel him inside me! Judging by the way he stretches his jeans, he’s bloody huge!’

More urgent and terrified spluttering as Grant attempted to move but the harness kept his head fixed and the shackles and the leash combined to immobilise him completely.

He was trapped!

‘Poor darling,’ May said, squatting to pat Grant’s cheek, ‘you will watch another man fuck me. I know, you can close your eyes but you can’t close your ears and we both know I’m such a screamer!’

May stood and, still laughing softly walked from the room.

Grant’s stomach churned at the horror of what his wife had said.

She couldn’t do that!

She couldn’t!

Not sweet little May!

No!

Music drifted from downstairs and Grant struggled again with the shackles.

If I can get free, get out of here and I can stop this! I must stop this, I must!

He froze when he heard the doorbell.

No! She can’t! Please god, no!

Voices on the stairs and, suddenly, May walked in leading a slightly embarrassed young man dressed in a white T-shirt and faded blues jeans. He was sinewy, tanned and muscular and his eyes widened when he saw Grant huddled in the corner.

‘Fuck! What’s he doing here?’

May moved into his arms, pushing her self against him and kissed him on the lips.

‘He likes to watch,’ she whispered, her fingers stroking Steve’s cock through his jeans.

‘He likes to what?’ Steve demanded but May claimed another kiss as she unzipped his jeans.

‘He likes to watch, baby,’ May said hoarsely and, to his horror, Grant watched her hand slip into the other man’s jeans. ‘He’s hard, baby, look.’

Steve squinted over at Grant and horrified, Grant realised that his own cock was erect!

‘Yeah,’ Steve said slowly, ‘he’s got a woody.’

‘And so have you!’ May teased and Grant watched as Steve’s jeans and briefs fell to the floor and May leisurely pumped his large and obviously rigid cock.

She turned a little so Grant had no choice but to see her hand sliding up and down Steve’s thick uncircumcised cock. It was devastating and Grant felt waves of nausea sweep over him!

‘So,’ Steve asked, as he peeled his T-shirt off over his head, ‘do you do this often? Do this kinky shit?’

‘Nothing kinky here, baby,’ May said as she squatted down so she was level with Steve’s cock, ‘I’m just going to suck and fuck you. And he can watch all he likes.’ May winked at the distraught Grant before slowly licking Steve’s throbbing cock.

Grant’s heart pounded and his stomach turned over as he watched May suck another man’s cock.

Each suck, each bellow-like movement of her cheeks sent a dagger through his heart and Grant felt sick with jealously. He wanted this to end, to wake up from this awful nightmare and to find his sweet sexy and innocent wife curled up in bed beside him.

Powerless, he watched as the now naked Steve crawled onto the bed and began suckling on May’s breast. The bustier came loose and her magnificent breasts bounced free and into Steve’s willing hands.

‘Fuck, they’re huge!’

Steve suckled on them with a fevered passion and May arched back moaning.

No! Grant’s mind was dangerously close to exploding.

Stop! Please…please…please…

Moaning into the gag, he could only watch tearfully as Steve removed May’s panties and his wife willingly parted her thighs, her pink pussy glistening obscenely in the soft light. Steve’s hands roamed, tickling slightly before sensuously noisily finger fucking her, much to the obvious delight of May!

It went by in a blur and to his humiliation, Grant’s cock remained hard as he watched another man fuck his willing wife.

The pool man, for fucks sake!

May took him on all fours and Steve pounded in and out, howling with delight and then flicked May over onto her back to ram into her again with that large red cock, her legs almost behind her ears.

Grant whimpered into the gag as salty tears dripped from his nose.

No, please…please…no…no…

‘I’m coming, baby!’ Steve said hoarsely.

‘I’m close,’ May whimpered. ‘Keep going…please,’ she pleaded hoarsely.

May came with a heart wrenching scream and fevered movements that left red fingernail marks down Steve’s broad back. The cry of ecstasy from his wife was the worse moment for Grant who was now sobbing openly.

Steve also rocked with his orgasm, face contorted with pleasure.

Grant hoped it would end then – that it was over - but that was not to be.

He had to endure May and Steve, cuddling, talking in loud whispers about sex, about Grant’s perverted desires and many other things while Grant knelt in the corner, forced to watch the bed.

And then Steve and May went at it again - wild, passionate fucking - and this time, Grant just slumped in his bonds and clenched his eyes shut.

But he had to listen and more tears formed as May screamed in ecstasy once again while Steve grunted and exclaimed that May was ‘a fucking horny slut!’

Finally, Steve left after a scornful look at Grant and May crawled naked down the end of the bed to smile in triumph at her huddled husband.

‘That was nice, darling,’ she said softly, ‘I can see why you enjoy fucking other women. Variety is the spice of life, after all.’

Grant opened his eyes and May saw they were red and hollow, his expression one of a broken man.

‘Don’t worry, darling,’ May said with a smile to her stricken husband who knelt defeated in the corner, ‘I won’t tell anyone and I trust Steve not to tell anyone. Although, I can’t guarantee that Steve won’t brag – you know what men are like! They don’t seem to understand a matter of trust.’

(Carmenica Diaz

Rachel was just about to get dressed when the doorbell rang unexpectedly.  She grabbed her housecoat to cover her nude body, before going downstairs to answer it.   She opened the front door and was startled to find her mother standing there looking unnerved.  “We have to talk Rachel,” she said.  Rachel and her mother went to the kitchen and sat down on a couple of chairs.   “There’s something I have to tell you.”

Rachel braced herself for the news.  Her 62-year-old mother was always composed yet today she was anything but.  “Rachel, you knew that your father left us right after you were first born but I never said why.  It is time you knew.”   Rachel took a deep breath and waited for her mother to continue.

“Your dad and I were prepared to have you, Rachel, but when I got pregnant we found out I was carrying twins.   We panicked, so young and to have 2 babies to raise was too much for your dad and I.  He ran out on us soon after you and your identical twin sister were born.”  

“Rachel, I tried my best to take care of both of you but I couldn’t handle it.  I didn’t know what to do.  My parents refused to help me after I got pregnant without being married.  They considered me a disgrace and refused for years to have anything to do with us.  I had no choice, Rachel, I gave your twin up for adoption.”

Rachel was totally shocked to find out she had a twin she never knew existed, an identical twin at that.  She had seen a faraway look on her mother’s eyes at times but had never suspected she had a sibling somewhere.  She had always been an only child.  Not anymore.  Before she had a chance to absorb it all, her mother proceeded with her story.

“Sandra, your twin, contacted me by phone.  She found out through a private investigator that I was her mother and she wants to meet me and you, Rachel.  Will you come with me to see her tomorrow?  She and her husband Keith will be flying up from California.  We had a long talk and she seemed to really understand what I went through.  She said she just wants to get to know us, her family.”  

Rachel and her mother embraced, tears in their eyes.   “Of course I will go with you.  She’s my sister.”   It was all arranged, Tom would pick both Rachel and her mother up and the 3 of them would go to the airport to meet and greet their new kin.

Waiting at the terminal was tense for all of them.  When the plane arrived and the doors opened, the passengers flocked out.   Then peering out from the crowd, Rachel saw her likeness.  It was eerie at first, when her sister stood in front of her like a mirror image.   Sandra felt the same uneasiness. 

Sandra and her mother hugged first, both visibly moved by the mother-daughter reunion.  Rachel and her sister’s turn followed, not as snug an embrace, but they were clearly affected.  

The siblings became aware of the men that stood beside each sister.  Tom was introduced to Sandra.  Rachel noticed him glancing over at Sandra then back to her several times.  Tom was muscular, making sure to fit workouts into his schedule.  His boyish face and charm evident, even during the small talk made during that initial meeting. 

Keith was a 6’1 black hunk of a man.  Unlike Tom who had a full head of hair, Keith’s was shaved off.   Much as she tried to hide it, Rachel felt strangely aroused by his presence.  He was the first black man she had ever shook hands with in her life.  His strong hand held hers for a brief but tingling moment.  Their introductions completed, they all headed out of the airport, luggage in hand.

It had all been planned out.  To get to know each other better, Rachel and Tom would have Sandra and Keith as guests in their home for 3 months.  Both Sandra and Keith arranged time off work, leaving their company in the hands of their well-trusted and capable assistant.  She would call them on their cell phones if anything arose.  This would be a time to get to know the family that Sandra had finally found after years of searching.

Sandra and Keith stayed in the guest room, which had a queen sized bed and quaint furniture.   Each morning they took a shower and then went downstairs for breakfast.  Rachel was proud of her culinary talents and the meals she served them exemplified her skills. 

Despite the fact it had been a few weeks since her new sibling’s arrival, Sandra and Rachel hadn’t really warmed up to each other.   Rachel sensed Sandra’s resentment that Rachel had been the one their mother chose to raise.  Rachel wasn’t used to her mother calling and asking to speak to Sandra instead of her, or asking to go shopping or other venues with Sandra.  They both needed a period of adjustment to get used to their new situation.

Sandra, Rachel and their mother were having breakfast one morning, a week later.  Keith was running behind schedule Sandra said, he wouldn’t be joining them.  Sandra then suggested that the three of them should go out shopping.   She knew that Rachel would refuse; she had some cooking and baking to do for an upcoming charity event that she told Sandra about.  Sandra feigned forgetfulness but as predicted, Rachel the considerate one, said the two should go without her.  Rachel was seething as she told them to have fun.

After they left, Rachel went upstairs and began removing her housecoat and nightgown; she was about to get dressed.   She heard Keith calling Sandra to bring him a towel.  Always the gracious host and since Sandra wasn’t there, Rachel took a towel from the linen closet. 

She opened the door to the washroom, intending to place the towel near the shower, so he could grab it when he came out.  Instead she found Keith, stark naked and wet, his rippled muscles and big soft black cock, a sight to behold.  Rachel could only imagine what his prick looked like hard, and the thought stirred her.  Seeing her there, Rachel didn’t have long to wait.  His manhood sprang to life. 

As she stared at the obvious assets this young Denzel Washington look-alike possessed, she was embarrassed.  Keith didn’t notice; he was too busy gazing at her chest.  She was horrified when she realized, in her haste to get him the towel, her dressing gown had some buttons opened.  Her firm breasts and protruding nipples were fully exposed to this tall, dark, and handsome man. 

Rachel knew she should turn away but she was spellbound.   Keith advanced towards Rachel and upon reaching her, his thick lips brushed against hers. Inserting his eager tongue inside her yielding mouth, Rachel responded.  Their exploration of each other’s mouths left both wanting for more; the hunger for each other evident in their passionate kiss.

Keith swiftly removed her dressing gown, throwing it to the ground.  As Keith moved his hands to Rachel’s glorious tits, her arm instinctively edged towards his magnificent instrument.  She could feel its hardness in her hand.  Stroking all along the shaft, his throbbing member grew from the sensations her touch elicited. 

His fingers circled the boundary of her nipples, before his face lowered to suck on them.  Looking down on this gorgeous black specimen grabbing her perked left nipple with his teeth, stirred up feelings in Rachel that she had assumed Tom had all but killed with his lackluster lovemaking.  Her moans of awakened pleasure filled the room.

Keith’s luscious full lips felt wonderful on her nipples, and as he took each into his welcoming mouth, he used three fingers to enter her soaking cunt.  Her hips swayed in tempo with his fingers’ rhythmic probing into and out of her most sensitive area.  “Oh God, I’m Cumming,” Rachel cried out and her outpouring covered his now drenched fingers.

Removing his digits from her wet pussy, he licked the cum off one of them.  “MMMMMM.  You taste delicious Rachel” Keith said,  “Have some.”   He rubbed another of his moist fingers on her lips; she parted them for him to put his finger inside her mouth.  “Delectable?”  Keith asked.  Rachel nodded in agreement.

“We’ll have to share the last one,” Keith announced.  He put it back in her pussy for replenishment.  Sticking the upper part of his finger in his mouth, he sucked on it savoring her fluids; Rachel moved her tongue along the base, licking up her pussy juices.  Reaching for each other, their tongues entwined as her cum flowed in their mouths.

Keith took Rachel’s hand off his erect cock and led her to the bathtub.  He opened the water and as it flowed down, he took the nearby bar of soap and lathered her body.  He lingered on her tits, licking them, as the warm water rinsed the suds off.  She wanted to feel him in her mouth. 

She got down on her knees, her back facing the knobs; she lavished his dark prick with her warm tongue as her saliva dripped down all over it.   Every inch of his manhood was wet, the shaft and the massive swollen head.  She made sure to lick every inch of his hot rod and his balls got the same treatment. 

Rachel was thirsty for his cum; she was thirsty for his touch; she was thirsty for him.  When her mouth took hold of the cock she, god help her, had dreamed about, Rachel sucked it deep, looking up at his blazing black eyes staring down upon her.  Keith had a smile on his face and when his moans emitted from his mouth, she sucked him more fervently.  Sucking his heavy balls after, elicited an even stronger reaction.

“Rachel I want to take you now, doggy style,” Keith said.  The thought of this gorgeous creature fucking her made her pussy pulsate.  He gently lifted her off her knees and turned her towards the knobs.  Leaning on the shower wall, she positioned herself for him to be able to enter.  He enjoyed the view of her round ass facing him.

Putting in a finger to her pussy as a prelude to his prick, he moved it in and out.  The water flowed on her back and downwards as his throbbing dick made its entrance into her yearning pussy.  Keith thrust his cock back and forth repeatedly; Rachel never knew such sensations of lust.  “Fuck me harder and faster,” Rachel begged. Her moans intensified as he followed her plead.

Keith’s black prick shot a hot load of cum into her milky white pussy; Rachel’s effusive secretion covered his cock.  It was then they became aware of their audience; Sandra was staring at them from near the tub.  Keith shut the water as his abundant release dropped down Rachel’s legs.

“Sandra, I am so sorry.  Please forgive me.  I didn’t mean for this to happen.”  Rachel stammered as she looked at Keith for his support and reiteration.  It was then that Rachel realized that Sandra didn’t seem upset by what she saw; in fact, she was smiling.  For that matter, Keith wasn’t fazed at being caught.  Something was amiss.

Rachel and Keith stepped out of the bathtub and Rachel scooped up her housecoat and put it on.  Keith saw no reason to cover his considerable assets so the three of them went downstairs and sat on the couch.  Keith sat in the middle with the two siblings on either side. 

Keith and Sandra came clean.  They admitted they had discussed having Rachel join them in some sexual fun.  Theirs was an open marriage and the fact Rachel was an identical twin was too arousing to let an opportunity pass by.  Sandra considered approaching Rachel but she knew her sister wouldn’t agree unless the temptation was overwhelming.  So they felt this was the way to make it happen. 

Rachel was upset with their deception and at herself for falling so easily into their trap.  She couldn’t deny that she was attracted to Keith.  The dried up cum on her legs would have belied her saying she didn’t enjoy their sexual encounter. 

Keith began nibbling on Rachel’s neck as his fingers made its way back into her pussy. Sandra got off the sofa and bent down in front of Keith’s aroused cock.  She gave her husband a blowjob as she looked over at his fingers in her sister’s cunt.  Sandra could taste the remnants of her sister’s release all over his prick. 

Keith’s cock erupted in Sandra’s mouth, his cum dripping out of it.  Keith took his fingers out of Rachel’s pussy and pulled Rachel down with him onto the rug in front of the roaring fireplace.  Keith licked Sandra’s face as she drew near and then kissed her intensely as Rachel watched.  “Ride my cock Rachel.  You know you want to baby,” Keith said.   He was right. 

Rachel stroked Keith’s throbbing dick with her eager hand, while using her other hand to massage his balls.  Poised to mount him, her stimulated pussy easily slid down his long and thick and oh-so-hard black pole.

Sandra raised herself from the carpet and as her sister fucked her husband, Sandra straddled her cunt over his face.  Moans filled the air.  Licking one sister’s gushing pussy and then sucking her swollen clit, while her likeness moved up and down his charged cock, made Keith’s dick burst.  Both sisters screamed out as they came simultaneously, Sandra’s outpouring all over Keith’s face while Rachel’s fluids trickled down Keith’s prick.

This would only be the first of their many secret threesomes.   Tom would never approve, Rachel felt, so she didn’t tell him.  One day a few weeks later, Keith and the 2 sisters were upstairs in the master bedroom.  It was lunchtime and all were hungry, but not for food.  Their stomachs had already been filled. 

Sandra and Rachel were lying on the king sized bed, spread eagle.   Keith had just finished satiating his wife by licking her cunt until she came profusely; it was now Rachel’s turn.  Keith moved to where Rachel’s fingers were rubbing her clit.  His baldhead between her thighs, his nose smelling her pussy’s sweet aroma, he was twirling his tongue all along her slit. 

Rachel was squirming from his licks; his deep pilgrimages into her moist cunt, made her loudly moan.   So loud that she didn’t hear Tom come into the room until he yelled out “OMG, what is going on here?”  Rachel could tell this wasn’t another set-up.  Tom’s ashen face scared her. 

She noticed that along with his anger, his cock was stirred up.  It was fully erect.  His eyes were glancing all over Sandra’s body and fixated on her wet cunt.   “Why don’t you lick Sandra’s pussy?” Keith asked Tom. “Taste her.”  

“Go ahead Tom,” Rachel added.  “Eat her cunt. It’s ok.”  Tom couldn’t resist the inviting pussy that lay ahead of him, so close that he could almost feel her juices.  He didn’t want “almost”, he wanted to savor it.   Looking over at his wife first and then her twin, Tom went to the bed and edged to Sandra’s smoothly shaved honey pot; his wet tongue glided along Sandra’s wanting slit and then he drove it in as far as he could. 

Parallel to Tom and Sandra in the same bed, Keith went back to Rachel’s waiting pussy.  Slurping sounds from the men and moans from the women rang out.  Each husband was pleasuring his sister-in-law.

Keith’s talented tongue made Rachel squirt 4 times.  Keith’s face was awash from her flow.  Tom reveled in the intoxicating smell of Sandra’s cunt, his nose brushing up against it as Sandra pushed his head closer.  He fingered her pussy as he licked. 

Hearing some squeaking Tom peered up; he watched as Keith’s ebony oversized prick was thrusting in his wife.  He had a twinge of jealousy but Sandra’s high-pitched moans, in response to his fingers’ insertions, diverted his attention.  He lapped up Sandra’s pussy juices and wanted to fill up her hole with his cock. 

Tom gently pulled Sandra to the edge of the bed.  Standing up in front of it, he plunged his excited dick into her cunt.   “Fuck me.  OOOOOOOHHHHHH yes, that feels soooooo good,” Sandra uttered.  Over and over he fucked her as Sandra rubbed her clit.  Glancing over at his wife getting banged only heightened the force of his prick as he fucked his sister-in-law. 

Rachel glanced over at her husband’s cock probing in and out of her sibling’s cunt. Her state of arousal increased by the feelings it evoked.  After filling up Sandra’s pussy, Tom said to his wife “I want to fuck your ass Rachel.”  Was this the same husband that never wanted to try anal?   Rachel couldn’t believe it. 

Sandra got off the bed and sat on a nearby chair.  She wanted a good view of what was to come.  Keith drew out of Rachel and lay flat on the bed.  Rachel slid down his cock and leaned forward towards Keith. 

Tom asked Sandra to come over to him and when Sandra did as asked, he put his fingers in her wet cunt.  Sandra sat back down on the chair as Tom lubricated Rachel’s ass with her sibling’s juices.   As his cum-covered cock entered her virgin ass, gently then harder, her tits bounced in Keith’s face.  “MMMMMMM pound my pussy, pound my ass,” Rachel cried out.  Keith and Tom filled her two holes as Sandra rubbed her clit, enjoying the show. 

All satiated, Sandra went and lay down in Keith’s arms while Rachel and Tom cuddled beside them.   After Keith and Sandra returned to the guestroom, Rachel and Tom had a long talk.

Rachel admitted to Tom how unsatisfied she had been with their lovemaking.  They concluded that they needed to add some excitement to their routine, make some time for romance, and they both did enjoy the swapping.   It was agreed they would try it again with another couple after Sandra and Keith returned home, not to mention having it with Sandra and Keith as often as possible before they left.  

When Sandra and Keith’s visit came to an end, Rachel was genuinely sorry to see them leave.  Sandra felt equally sad to part.  It was strange how mate swapping brought the two sisters closer.

After their heart-to-heart, Tom began coming straight home from work and started a tradition of bringing Rachel a rose nightly.  Once a week was romance night.  Rachel and Tom would get dressed up to the nines and go to a nice restaurant.  Their evening of dinner and dancing was followed by sex at home, while the kids would stay at their friends’ houses overnight. Once in awhile, Tom would splurge, and he and Rachel would spend the night at a ritzy hotel.   

Sex was no longer a routine.  Tom bought Rachel a sexy black lace negligee and some sex toys for them to play with.  They communicated how they felt and when something wasn’t to their mutual satisfaction they worked on it until it pleasured them both. 

Keith and Sandra invited Rachel and Tom to California to have a long visit with them, whenever they could make it. 

Their 25^th anniversary fast approaching, Rachel and Tom reminisced about the visit that revitalized their marriage.  It was a family reunion that none of them would ever forget.