Hi… I am Anu and am I am married. To a wonderful man who’s loving, hot, and naughty and…oh did I mention really naughty. It’s not been long since we got married. I’ve always had erotic fantasies but I was scared to tell about them to my husband. But when I did, he loved the whole idea. He also encouraged me to write them down as stories. Even though I thought it was weird at first, seeing him aroused reading them has been a real inspiration to me. Recently I came across this site and found lots of stories posted by normal people. So I thought I’d post mine and see what’s the response. So here is a story that I wrote. Its fantasy and contains imaginary characters Its not realistic, is intense and contains mild domination and abusing. Hope you guys enjoys it. So this story is about a 26 year old hot single woman. Her name is Mrinalini. The story is written from her perspective. She has had a busy career life and loves her job so much that she hasn’t had time to think about a long term commitment with a guy. So here goes. The electronic alarm starts with the beautiful song for me to wake up. And I snapped out of my dream. Uh! Damn it. I cursed the alarm. It was a dream unlike I remember I’ve never had. Vague, but erotic. I was all entangled within two strong arms with smooth hairs and kept pinned down under him…I don’t know whom, that the alarm messed it all up. I sat on the bed and looked at myself in the mirror. I was smiling at myself. “Look at you, you horny thing. You are all wet! God has blessed you with everything a women would be proud to have. It’s time you stop teasing the men and yourself as well and start living with a man” She talked to me telepathically. And a wicked smile spread on both our lips. The purpose I came to Delhi, the meeting, was over. My return train was today at 10.A.M. So I packed my stuff and checked the hotel room and headed for the station. The train had already arrived. I checked for my reserved seat in the first class A.C sleeper coach. Mine was the one down on the left, the one among the two births attached parallel to the wall unlike the four ones attached perpendicular to the opposite side of the train. I love this side. It feels really private once the curtain is put. It reminds me of small tents and tree houses we used to create as little kids as we try to fit ourselves within the available space. “Oh I don’t have water to drink” I thought as I saw a person drinking water. There was still some time left for the train to leave. So I walked to the door to buy a bottle of water. At the door there was a guy standing facing outside. He was around 6 feet tall and well built, in stylish rugged blue jeans with most of its color looked washed off and a full sleeved black denim shirt with its sleeves folded till his elbows, long brown wavy hair and a hat. “Excuse me” I said intending him to give way for me. He turned and looked into my eyes. Damn he was hot! With rugged stubbles, cute sparkling eyes, beautiful dark brown long wavy hair and a really killer smile. Our eyes locked and I was speechless to be honest. “yes?” His response which was a second late put me back into my senses. But the subtle indications made it clear to him how I felt about him. I smiled of embarrassment and passed by him as he was staring at me with a naughty smile, making way for me. As I got down from the train and walked towards the shop for water, I took a quick look back at him and caught him staring at my behind. The naughty smile was still there on his face, as I looked at his eyes catching him staring at me, He looked into my eyes and looked away and kept smiling but looking at another girls behind who just passed by, shamelessly knowing that I am still watching him. I kept walking towards the shop imagining how naughty he could really be. His shirt sleeves were half folded till his elbows. His forearms…I don’t know why but I felt like I’ve seen them before. But how come I don’t remember a man but just his arms? Duh…may be my mind is playing tricks with me. They look strong though and his wrists broad…I smiled. Thoughts after thoughts went through my mind as I walked towards the shop and back to my coach. Strangely I didn’t find him when I returned and gave a quick look around for him. So I went back to my coach and sat down there. A couple of minutes later the train started moving but he was still not around. Suddenly I saw him coming running towards the door closest to my seat and get in. Moments later he came near me, and sat on one of the four seats opposite to mine. He looked at me for a brief while but I pretended to ignore him. And was looking out of the window. He climbed up the top most bed on the right and there were some luggage of his. He took out a book, a pencil and scribbling something on it. After a while he came down and started talking to me. His name was Aaditya. “I’m mrinalini” that same killer naughty smile spread on his face again as soon as he heard my name. What? I enquired for the reason of smile. Nothing…nice poetic name that’s why. But I was sure that wasn’t it. Our conversation continued and he was really cool and confident and knew how to talk to and keep women interested. But all this time the reason why he smiled when I said the name was bothering me at the back of my head. After a while he was just about to go back to his seat. Then I said…”wait”…He looked at me wondering why. “cmo’n why you smiled like that when I said my name” “Tell me your favorite color and I’ll tell you why” It’s yellow…now tell me why”? Our names…they have a relation. He went back to his seat saying that. “I started thinking…His name means sun. Mine means…lotus?!! Oh dear. Hmm…He’s…interesting. Time passed by. And all this time he was scribbling on his book. At one point I saw him look at me and I nodded my head at him non-vocally enquiring what he was doing in the book. He replied “nothing” with his actions and continued with it. That made me curious. Is he drawing? After a while he kept the book on his berth and headed for the toilet. I was as curious as a young girl about what’s in that book. I ignored everyone else sitting on the seat and went and took a quick look at what’s in his book. It was a dairy of his. It had pages with one side plain and other ruled and he was drawing my picture in it. I quickly turned the pages and saw pictures of other beautiful women and things written, probably about them on the page right next to their picture. But I felt bad that I am violating his privacy as all the people were staring at me too for what I am doing. So I couldn’t gather enough nerve to stand there for long enough to check what he had written about me. I went back to my seat and shortly after, he returned. As time passed, we became very comfortable with each other and started getting quite free with each other. Also the cabin started getting vacant as people started getting down. In our cabin there was only three people left including us. The other was an old lady who was not quite interested in what was going on around her and acts like she’s seen it all and was always reading a big fat book. He was exceptionally good at talking and using his charm to tease women that he kept me really interested. It was getting late and we had our dinner. We talked after that too. But the moonlight and twinkling stars had totally changed the mood. Our eyes started talking more than our words. He was sucking me dry with the way he was looking at me like an animal. And I was not feeling like stopping him. I was feeling helpless and vulnerable and enjoying it. Then he suddenly said…Oh my god its really late. “You are leaving?” the question came out of me unknowingly. What else do you want me to do? He asked with a wicked grin. I felt embarrassed. Everyone had already slept. He went near his berth and took off his shirt before climbing up. I couldn’t help making a quick look at his body. He was having a really good shape. Wide chests, strong arms and a really toned belly. Uh! Such a teaser…I said to myself. I pulled the curtain and so he left me with my imaginations and the dark sky with twinkling stars and the moonlight. It was quite late and the train was almost quiet other than the sound of its own. The A.C was high and I was feeling cold. Really dirty and lustful thoughts started creeping into my mind. I started imagining myself at his mercy and him having his way with me. My fantasies always were those in which I am being roughed up by strong men. And he was exactly someone like that. I was slowly losing my mind to his mesmerizing charm. I waded off the curtain and looked one last time at his berth. He was still awake and saw me looking for him. He had teased me and left myself to get horny enough not to resist him. Moments later I felt someone pulling away my curtain and it was him. He did not say a thing but kept staring deep into my eyes and staring at my breasts and hips like an animal. He was in his jeans and was wearing no shirt. He got into my berth and pulled the curtains close. There was barely enough place for both of us on that single berth. I was feeling scared and felt like something burning in my chest. I was breathing so hard that my breasts which were already hard and bigger were moving up and down, which immediately caught the attention of his. My heart was pounding so hard and fast I could hear it. But I kept looking into his eyes so lustfully as if I was begging him to devour me. In the next moment he leaped at me like a lion at a deer and locked me within his arms. Already scared, this sudden movement instinctively made me to resist him by trying to push him back with my hands and struggling within it. But he was so strong for me and moreover I was not trying hard enough. He grabbed by my hair strongly and turned my head to one side and buried his face on my neck. His hot breath and lips made my hair raise and made goose bumps all over me. My resistance melted and I took my hands from in between us, and he pressed me against him harder. My breasts pressed against his strong chests and squashed themselves like water on rock. My hands hug him and started pulling him towards me. He then started sucking my lips. “Such wonderful breasts”. He whispered in my ears, while his hands were grazing all around my body. But his palms were big. Big enough to grab my entire breast with his one hand. He continued. I was small compared to him. I felt so vulnerable and the feeling was driving me crazy. I gave out a slight moan. But he immediately shut my mouth with his hands. And said “Shhh” I obeyed him like an obedient one. He started unbuttoning my shirt and saw my see through bra underneath. “You knew I would fuck you today didn’t you” He told me in a low voice. “Is that why you put this one? To tease my cock?” I said yes for the sake of playing along. He turned me around and made me lie my face down. He then took off my pants and gave a lick on my butt, then covered my mouth with his hands. I was wondering why but then he gave a hard spank on my ass cheek. The unexpected sting made me scream but it was muffled. But it made me bitchier. He kissed my ass cheek he spanked and lay over me and whispered in my ears. “You like being roughed up don’t you” I moaned…mmm hmm. I could feel his rough jeans on the back of my thighs and my ass and a huge bulge at his crotch. Then he started kissing all over the back of my thighs, my ass cheeks, my back then came to my ears and then made me lie on my back.He started taking my bras off as I impatiently waited for the animalistic admiration in his eyes the moment they see those. And I got more than what I wanted. “My god they are hard as rock. By how hard they are seems like they lacked a regular massage” He said. He started squashing and playing with them. While I tried to slowly unhook its jeans. He went down on me as soon as I unhooked his jeans. So I didn’t get a chance to strip his jeans. He kissed all over my navel and my belly button, giving me goose bumps many times over. Then he went further down. But instead of slipping down the panty he tore it apart. And did not take the rest of it off. He started to lick me all over. Waves of pleasure started to overwhelm my brain. Unable to to make sound, I was gasping like I was drowning, ripping him apart with my nails and trying to tear off the sheet. And then he did it. He started fingering me along with licking me. It was too much for me. I started shivering and wiggling uncontrollably. I was dripping so much that I could hear him licking and sucking my honey which was flowing out. And then he stopped. I opened my eyes to find out what’s happening.” He looked into my eyes again. “what?” I asked. “Your eyes…those big, wide, and perfectly lined eyes. They do most of the talking for you don’t they” and they did, asking him to tell me more subtly. “they were begging me to fuck you from the moment you looked at me” I felt insulted. But it didn’t turn me off a bit…or may be aroused me more. He grabbed my hair again and told me to turn around and lie my face down. Then he started taking off his jeans. Was curious to take a look at his manhood. “Stay! Look at it and you are not getting my cock tonight” He ordered as if it was to his pet. I did not look though the suspense of what that big bulge in his jeans was and what im up against was killing me. But he was behind me and I was told not to look. He lied on top of me. His penis filled my butt crack and there was still more left. And his balls felt huge and hung low and were barely able to find enough place between my thighs. I looked into his eyes wishing to let me see his weapon “No your not seeing it yet” He said coldhearted with a devilish grin. He was teasing me about it. After kissing and licking all over my back he made me turn around and lie on my back. I did it within no time coz I could finally see his thing. But He was all over me and I couldn’t see it while hes blocking the view. He went down and started off licking my clits. And he was so good that he had to remind me not to moan loud quite often. Finally it was too much and I pushed him back, got up and I had my first glimpse of his manhood. It was marvelous. Big and thick, trimmed decently and with two huge balls hanging on either sides. I was mindlessly staring at it and playing with his balls with my eyes wide and my mouth open and drooling. “yeah like that” “look at it like that” “tells me exactly what you are” I was beginning to understand that I was enjoying being insulted. “And what am I?” I asked back with a dirty smile. I had given him the green light for sick talk. He made me turn around and face down and got behind me. One of his hands was on my neck slightly choking it and keeping me close to him, while that other was on my clit while he was rubbing his dick on my butt crack. “You are a cock hungry slut…you just doesn’t know it yet” “Uhh huh?” I moaned, barely gathering enough air in between my gasps. “oh yeah” He continued “But you’ll regret you didn’t know it back when you were 16 after I’m done with you” His words were driving me nuts. “Oh dear you just heard this much and your leaking like there is no tomorrow” The moment he finished this, he covered my mouth again and gave a hard thrust into my orifice with his manhood. I screamed. I don’t know whether because of pain or satisfaction of being filled after a long long time. But his hands were on my mouth. “Shhh…scream loud and I’ll stop” He threatened me. He slowly started thrusting me. One hand of his was wrapped around my hands on my neck, with which he would occasionally pull my hair, choke my neck or close my mouth the moment he is going to do something that would make me scream. The other hand was down on my navel rubbing my clitoris. His thrusts were slow and shallow. As if he was trying to make me beg to fill me up. Then unexpectedly he pulled the whole thing out and then trusted it all the way in as deep as it could go. The sensation was overwhelming…like I was being impaled. Only that it was pleasurable. My screams were always muffled by his hands. He would do that randomly. I began waiting for those unexpected deep thrusts. That made me focus entirely on my hole and the sensation increased manifold. Suddenly the train started slowing down. But he kept on thrusting mercilessly. The train was reaching a busy station. It was late night but the station was crowded. I could see men, women, couples and families, some waiting and others running for seats. Just a dark glass window on my left was what was hiding me from them. “Look at you…getting fucked by a stranger right in the middle of a crowded rail station…and they don’t even care…as if its obvious on your part” He whispered in my ears. “what does that make you?” He asked. I was hesitant to reply. “Answer me what does that make you? “A whore?!” “what was that?” He responded “louder…the whole thing” “That makes me a whore” “That makes you whose whore…look into my eyes and say that” He turned my head so that I don’t have to strain my neck to look at him. The train started moving again “That makes me your whore…aadi” I was completely getting into it. I didn’t even care anymore if come one came and removed the curtain. I had lost my senses and had become a mindless animal. I started moaning. I took his hands off my mouth when he tried to silence me. “what if others hear you” Hs asked. “I don’t care just keep doing it” I replied. He kept thrusting. Aiming my g spot and occasionally thrusting deep into me. I started feeling an intense discomfort between my legs. “OH GOD”!! I yelled. “you are gonna cum aren’t you”…mmm hmm I replied. He took his hand of my clit, grabbed my throat, and grabbed my hair by the other, pinned me down under him and started thrusting deeper and faster. It was unbearable. Suddenly I exploded and started wiggling like I was electrocuted. Waves after waves of unbearably intense pleasure started surging all through my body. Even after being so strong he found it hard to keep me pinned down. Though he slowed down, he wouldn’t stop thrusting, which he was perfectly timing during each orgasmic spasm of mine. My spasms seemed like they are not going to stop. That was the longest and the most intense I’ve ever had. Slowly it subsided and I lied there trying to catch my breath, while he pulled it out and shot his cum in my but crack. It was quite a lot. So I could feel it starting to flow down into between my butts and over my asshole. He spread it all over my ass cheeks before it dripped further down n messed up the sheet. “You shameless slut…you spied on me didn’t you?” He said as I lied on his chest. “What do you mean?” “you took a peek into my dairy?” “You know whose those pictures in my dairy are?” “No…who are they?” I asked. “They’re all strangers I met…and you are the last one. They were all like you. Were never aware of their true self till they met me” “But you started drawing my picture long before we had sex” I said. “your eyes…they were begging me to fuck you right from the first time we locked our eyes” We looked at each other and laughed. “See they are still asking for more” I smiled and hugged him and lied on his broad chest with his arms wrapped around me. I slowly drifted into sleep and when I woke up in the morning, I was naked but tugged in my blanket and the curtains closed. May be he did that. The train was stopped. He was not to be seen. I immediately pulled out a gown and put it and came out. His berth was vacant. But on it was kept a bunch of yellow lilies. A note saying…”Impatiently waiting for destiny to put us back together” I took the bunch of flowers and ran towards the exit. The train started moving. But I saw him walking away in the opposite direction. He looked back to see me. He waved his hand and took something from his pocket and showed it from afar that made me laugh. It was my panty that he tore off yesterday. He stood there looking at me and smelling it with a charming and naughty smile as he disappeared from my sight

The Christmas party was in full swing at the ad agency where I worked and everyone was feeling nice and loose. I was talking to Carol, who’d become a friend and a confidante, and we were both eyeing Mike, a good-looking guy who’d started to work as a copywriter at the agency six months ago.

“He’s cute, Mike is, ain’t he?” I said, nodding in his direction.

“Oh yeah, he’s cute okay,” Carol chuckled. “And that’s just the start of it.”

“Just the start of it? What do you mean?” I asked, curious.

“I might as well tell you, Peggy, I’ve been screwing Mike for the last couple of weeks,” Carol said, looking at me and lowering her voice. “Screwing him a whole, whole lot. He’s a great fuck. Plus he’s got this big, hard cock and he sure as hell knows how to use it.”

“You’re shittin’ me!” I said,

Carol and I talked pretty openly about sex.

“I kid you not,” Carol said with a nasty leer. “He really knows what he’s doing. Got great moves, plus he’s long lasting. And that dick of his is just perfect. Stiff, thick, nicely proportioned. I mean, he has himself a museum quality penis, trust me. And he’s so fuckin’ horny too. And he has this thing for my ass. You know how I’ve told you I love taking it up the ass? Well Mike, he just goes nuts fucking my butt. I mean, the stud is seriously bottom-crazy.”

Carol couldn’t have known the effect this revelation had on me. Just to hear that she was fucking him and that he was real good and had a big dick was pretty hot news. But that last bit — about his butt-fucking fetish — hearing that just about flipped me out. Because it was a fetish I shared, and in a kind of special way too.

After I heard all that from Carol I decided I had to talk to Mike one-on-one, especially since Carol had told me they were just fuck buddies, and didn’t really have anything like a relationship going. So a few days later I asked Mike whether he wanted to go down and have a sandwich with me at the corner coffee shop.

I made sure to get us a booth out of earshot of the other diners.

“Carol’s been telling me some pretty interesting things about you, Mike,” I said after the waitress walked away with our orders.

He looked straight at me.
“Oh yeah, like what’s she been saying?”

“Just that she thinks you’re a great fuck and that you have a big cock and you know what to do with it.”

He chuckled, acting pretty blase, maybe a bit cocky, hearing this from me. I liked that.

“Carol’s got a mouth on her,” he smirked.

“She also told me how you love to fuck her up the ass, how she can’t get you to leave her butthole alone. That afterwards she’s sore back there for a couple of hours.”

“What can I say? I guess I just have a thing for that old backdoor route,” he admitted frankly, looking right at me. “And so does Carol, by the way”

“And so do we,” I told him.

“We?”

That got him interested.

“You met my husband, right?”

I remembered introducing Donny to Mike at a party.

“Yeah.”

“Heard anything about him?” I asked, figuring Carol must’ve filled him in. She knew all about Donny and me, and she wasn’t one to keep her mouth shut.

“A couple of things, that’s he’s younger than you and that– that–

“That he’s bi?” I said, completing his thought. “That he was living with a dude when I met him, that I got him away from a pure queer thing?”

“Yeah, something like that,” Mike acknowledged.

Donny was younger, by five years. He was just twenty-three. And when I met him I thought he was gay through and through. But he was so cute and so sweet and so talented that I made a move for him anyway. It seemed he was vulnerable and ready to meet someone like me. Donny was bi, not gay, and had been thinking about giving up the boy-boy scene and getting into women. That’s just at the time when I hooked up with him, an opportune time, it turned out. Pretty soon we got married.

“That’s right, he was making it with men when I met him,” I explained. “You’d think that would’ve put me off, but actually it turned me on about Donny. You see, Mike, for some reason I’ve always had this fascination with men having sex with each other. I know it sounds twisted, but that’s just the way my head spins. I mean guys are always having fantasies about women making it, so why not a woman having the same kind of fantasy about guys? The other thing is, I’d long had this special fantasy of being a guy myself, a guy with a big, hard dick. And not so I could fuck chicks with it either, though that was a part of it too.”

“You done that? Strap on one of those things and fuck a chick with it?”
“See? I said, smiling knowingly. “I told you guys get off thinking about that. And yeah, I’ve done it, I’ve fucked a chick with a strap-on.”

I looking straight into his eye, thrilled that we would be talking so frankly, so openly.

“But what really pressed my button was the thought of fucking a guy with one of those, hard and nasty right up his tight male ass.”

“So that was a big attraction of Donny’s, right?” Mike said, figuring it out fast. “He knew what that shit was all about.”

“You got it,” I said with a big smile. “Now you see what I mean, Mike? Turns out we both got this fetish, we both love to fuck ass.”

He smiled, looking me straight in the eye, a real sexy look too! “Nice to know we have something in common.”

I laughed at his forthrightness.

“The thing is, I’ve had this other big fantasy that I haven’t been able to fulfill. At least not yet. Like I know my husband loved making it with men, and that he craved having a dick buried up his ass. So I’ve told him how much it would turn me on to watch a stud do him like that, you know, to see a guy with a real cock — a nice, big one — bust Donny’s asshole wide open. Sounds pretty kinky, huh?”

“Hey, whatever gets you off,” he said calmly.

“But he just won’t do that. Donny said that once he married me he decided to put all that boy-boy stuff behind him. I mean in his mind I know he still hungers for that kind of action. Donny loves sucking my rubber dick, having me work it all the way up his horny bottom. But he won’t mix it up with a guy anymore.”

I was watching Mike closely for his reaction. He was obviously fascinated.

“But finally, just last week, I convinced him to try something new. I asked him if he’d mind having a guy there with us, at least seeing me do him the way I do. You know, just watching and beating off. Maybe helping out a little, like together we could do stuff like ream out Donny’s ass with a couple of dildos, or something like that. And he said okay to this idea. I mean, what I really want is to watch him actually get fucked by a guy, but a scene with another guy just watching and helping out some would get me off in a big way too.”

I took a sip of my coffee.

“So Mike? You love fucking ass so much, have you fucked guys up the ass too?” I asked him, keen to hear the answer.

“Nah, I’m straight.’

“Never? Not even once?”

“Nope,” he said. “I guess I’ve been able to get into all the female bottoms I’ve wanted, so that did it for me.”
“Ever been curious about it though? About fucking a guy?”

“Yeah, sure,” he admitted. “If you love butt sex the way I do, you gotta at least think about that.”

Hearing this brought a big smile to my face.

“Let me ask you something,” I said, leaning close. “What would you think about being the dude? You know, the one that would come over and watch me do my husband? You’re the kind of guy I’ve been imagining joining us there, watching us, a a rugged, horny and straight stud… with a nice, big dick.”

Now he sipped some coffee, thinking about it.

“I don’t know–” he said, still noncommital.

I leaned even closer, looking straight at him.

“How about this?” I began. “Me and Donny, we made a video of our scene, of me putting his bottom through the paces. How’d you feel about coming over to our place some time — when Donny’s not there, just you and me — and I’ll show it to you? We can watch it together and you can see what I’m talking about?”

“Now that I think I can get into,” he said with a slightly lewd smile, obviously liking the idea of seeing me in this kind of twisted action, at least on video.

“Great, how about this Saturday, Donny’ll be away all day.”

I wrote down our address, we finished lunch and took off. But I was thrilled as hell that I was getting Mike to at least do this. It was a first step.

That Saturday morning I was so excited I could hardly sit down as I waited for Mike to show up. The tape was already in the VCR, ready to roll. I couldn’t wait to show it to Mike, to see his reaction.

A few minutes later there he was, and a few minutes after that we were sitting on the couch next to each other as I pressed the ‘play’ button.

“Hope you find this interesting,” I said. “Hope it doesn’t freak you out too much.”

“Nothing much freaks me out,” he said, leaning back, easy and languid, but with his eyes keenly glued to the TV screen.

Suddenly there we were, me and my husband. Donny was stark naked, down on his elbows and knees, sticking out his bottom for me. I stood behind him, dildo strapped to myself, wearing only a T-shirt. I was fisting the dildo like a horny stud eager to stick it somewhere. It was a very life-like rubber cock supposedly molded from a real one, with a rigid wire running through its core so that it stuck straight up and didn’t hang of its own weight, like a lot of dildos did.

“Look at you, you look pretty horny,” Mike joked.

“I always am horny when I have Donny’s hot ass in front of me, ready for the taking.”

“How old is he? He looks real young,” Mike asked.
Everyone thought Donny appeared a lot younger than he was. Especially undressed, he looked like a teenaged boy. Which only made him that much more appealing to me. He was a dreamboat, with a gorgeous face, and a smooth, sleek body. And this perfect, boyish ass with narrow and firm, but nicely rounded buttocks.

“He’s twenty-three, but he does look young, doesn’t he?”

“That he does,” Mike said, obviously intrigued by the sight of my slim, youthful, naked husband sticking it out for me. Not that Mike was an old man. He had just turned twenty-nine, I knew.

Now, on the TV screen, I knelt down behind Donny, spread open his cheeks and started licking his ass. I always start if off that way with him. I glanced over at Mike to see his reaction; he sure was paying attention to the TV screen.

“I’ll bet you like to have your asshole licked,” I said.

“How’d you guess?” he said, glancing over, his big, sexy brown eyes gazing right at me. That gaze gave me goosebumps. I imagined eating out Mike’s hot ass, but not with the attitude I ate out my husband’s. With Donny’s it’s a prelude to the main act. It’s just the start of the serious assault I like to launch on his helpless, sorry butt. But with Mike I’d imagine myself down on my knees, licking his asshole as an act of sexual devotion. Still wearing my strap-on, though. So I could pretend I was a guy, an eager ‘bottom’ — as submissive men like to call themselves — dying to please a ‘top,’ worshiping at his anal alter with my slavish tongue. I didn’t say any of this to Mike of course, but that’s what was running through my twisted, depraved mind! Next, Mike watched the screen as he saw me squeeze some lubricating jelly into Donny’s crack, after which I took my time fingering his lubed asshole before working on him back there with a vibrator, then a hand-held dildo.

“See what I mean? I’m a freak for a male ass,” I said as Mike watched me excitedly tend to my husband’s bottom. The camcorder was moving around shooting the scene from different angles, which made Mike curious.

“Who’s videotaping?”

“This chick we know, Denise,” I explained. “She’s a dyke and a couple of times I got her to come over, strap one on and do Donny along with me. That was cool, but not as cool as it would be to see a dude with a real cock do him.”

“Interesting,” he said, looking at me, realizing I’d already had a third over to join me and Donny for this scene.

“And how come you’re wearing a T-shirt?” he asked, very curious now.

“Oh, for the video I just wanted to look as much like a guy as I could,” I explained. “Covering up my tits helped.”

I’m a slender woman with narrow hips and rather smallish breasts, plus my hair was cut real short, like a guy’s. So all that worked real well towards my fantasy of ‘being a guy’ with a big cock eager to fuck another guy’s ass. The T-shirt covering my tits only added to the effect.

“Too bad, because you’ve got real nice breasts,” Mike said, staring down at my chest.
“You like them?” I said, flattered, of course.

“Oh yeah, I’m always noticing them at the office, especially with you wearing those tight little halter tops all the time,” Mike admitted.

I loved it of course, loved that Mike checked out my boobs on the sly.

Now I did some looking myself, dropping my gaze down to his crotch. Mike was wearing tight jeans and there was a big, unmistakable bulge down there. I don’t know if it was being with me, watching what was transpiring on the TV screen, or thinking about my breasts, but Mike definitely had himself a hardon.

“How about I show you my titties and you show me what you’re hiding down there?” I said, lifting my T-shirt over my breasts quickly as Mike just as quickly unzipped himself.

Suddenly it popped out, fully erect, all nine thick inches of it. Carol had described it to me, how it was thick and long, rigid as a length of steel tubing and beautifully proportioned. And she said he had measured it. Now as I stared down at it I could see she was right in every detail. Man, I couldn’t have dreamt up a more impressive cock to bring over and show off to my husband. That is, if Mike agreed. Seeing it like this, exposed right next to me, made me long that much more for my husband’s compliance, so far regrettably held back. To be able to watch this big, gorgeous cock bury itself all the way up my husband’s tight, young ass would definitely ring all my bells! And then some!

“Oh wow, Carol wasn’t kidding,” I said, staring at it unabashedly. “Let me see you stroke it.”

He began to lazily fist his big, erect penis, showing off.

“How about I take these off,” I said, reaching under my skirt and pulling down my panties. Then I lifted my skirt above my waist and spread my legs, exposing my snatch for Mike.

“Let’s watch some more TV while we play with ourselves, what do you say to that?” I suggested, as I began to finger my pussy. I love to masturbate. And a horny dude like Mike, I’m sure he beat off all the time, whenever he didn’t have a hot mouth, a hot pussy or, best of all, a hot, tight asshole handy.

So there we were, next to each other, me with my fingers busily whipping up a froth between my wide open legs, Mike stroking his rigid shaft. We stared at the TV where now, finally, I got up on the bed, knelt behind my husband, worked the tip of the dildo between his cheeks, and then just pushed forward as I began to fuck him up the ass. I glanced over at Mike to see his eyes riveted to the screen, fisting his own cock frantically as he watched me screw the shit out of my husband. I loved it! I loved that this was exciting him as much as it was.

“So what do you say?” I asked. “How’d you like to see me to do that in the flesh? Maybe join in and help?”

“Sure,” he growled, looking over at me with a sexy grin. “Could be fun.”

I was thrilled, thrilled to hear him agree to actually join me and Donny. Once I got Mike in a room with the two of us I had a feeling all sorts of things could happen. I imagined my husband actually having a beautiful dick like Mike’s in arm’s reach. What would he want then? Would he say ‘no’ to that? And how far would Mike be willing to go? Those thoughts surged through my feverish brain as Mike and me watched and masturbated.
“You’re a pretty nasty fucker,” he growled as he watched. By this point I was holding on to Donny’s hips, thrusting forward savagely as I slammed that rubber cock of mine deep into his bottom. And Donny, as always, was loving it, reaching underneath to fist his own swollen shaft, pushing his butt out against my thrusts, wanting it deep. Now I imagined Mike doing that to him, Donny pushing back greedily to get every one of Mike’s thick nine inches inside his horny butt. Donny had been saying no to that possibility. But with Mike actually there, might my husband relent? Only time would tell.

“Yeah, and I heard from Carol what a hot, nasty fucker you were,” I purred. “Man, would I love to see you fuck my husband’s ass with that big thing of yours. That would be just about the ultimate.”

And for me, it would. It was my #1 fetish, to get to see a stud really do my husband’s bottom.

He looked over at me, not saying anything, but his eyes told me what I needed to know. Told me that when it came to ass, Mike was game.

He was panting and I knew he was close. So was I. I switched hands now, fingering myself with my left hand now as I reached over with my right to take hold of Mike’s shaft.

“You don’t mind, do you?” I hissed at him sexily. “You don’t mind if I beat it off?”

All he did was smile. And so now, as I got myself off with a few flickers of a finger strumming my clit, I twisted Mike’s rigid, hot shaft in my hand. Suddenly there it was, spurting out of him, lots and lots of it! Spraying all over his T-shirt

“Man, what a load!” I said in amazement, the semen still shooting out of him.

Finally we just rested, looking at each other, smiling, then laughing in delight.

“Take that T-shirt off and leave it here,” I suggested. “I’ll launder it and return it to you when you come over. That is if you want to–”

“Oh, I want to,” he said, his mind made up.

Of course I wasn’t going to wash it right away. After those gobs of semen dried on his white T-shirt I figured I’d hold on to it in that state, stare at it and think about how Mike had blasted off big time while I beat off and reminisced. Then, just before he got here, I’d finally wash it for him.

Mike arrived again at our place a week later, this time me and my husband waiting for him and

his big cock. I still hadn’t gotten Donny to agree to have anything to do with that big cock, but at least he was willing for Mike to come by and watch me put Donny through the paces, and maybe help out some. At the same time I wasn’t sure how far Mike would go, other than just standing and watching it, like he did when he watched on TV, and fisting his thick shaft. All I knew was that I would do my best to make it all as scorching as possible.

I almost hit the ceiling when I heard the doorbell ring, so pumped up was I with anticipation.

“Why hello, Mike,” I said with a big, sexy smile as I opened the door for him. He was standing there looking keen and cool and handsome. I was wearing the strap-on under a pair of tight, worn jeans and I knew the bulge was very pronounced, just as Mike’s had been so pronounced when he got himself a big hardon the time I showed him that tape. Naturally, looking down, he noticed.

“Looks like you’re packing some serious equipment down there,” he said with a sly smile, reaching down to give that bulge a playful squeeze. I was thrilled when he did that. This was just the way I wanted it to be. In this fantasy I was a stud joining another hung, horny stud so together we could put my husband through some hot, rugged paces. I’d be ‘one of the guys’ in a sizzling all-guy threeway scene. My fetish for hot male-male sex was about to get seriously revved up.

“And I know you are too,” I whispered huskily, giving him a similar squeeze.

Then I walked him into our bedroom where I had Donny waiting. And he wasn’t just waiting, he was waiting in place. I figured rather than having the two guys meet and small talk, I’d get into the main act right off. So now, as Mike entered the bedroom, he got to look down at my husband stark naked, lying on his stomach. I didn’t have him up on elbows and knees yet. Instead I’d wedged a couple of pillows under his stomach to raise his butt up a bit.

Donny looked over his shoulder as he heard us come in.

“What’s happening, dude?” Mike said in his deep, masculine voice.

“Uh– hi–,” Donny said, his eyes wide as he took in the handsome stranger.

I could only imagine how excited and apprehensive my husband felt. And I liked that, liked it a lot!

“There he is, all of him,” I said, waving a hand Donny’s way.

“Yeah, here we all are,” Mike growled.

I unbuckled my belt and started to pull down my jeans.

“Get comfortable,” I said to Mike who now took off his own clothes. By the time he got his briefs off that cock of his was standing up stiff and hard. I couldn’t help smiling to myself as I saw my husband staring right at that shaft like it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“Wife tells me you used to like to check out a nice, stiff cock now and then, hope you still do,” Mike said showing it off, fisting it. For someone who hadn’t even been sure whether he wanted to get into a scene like this, Mike sure was starting off pretty brazen!

“Uh huh,” Donny whispered breathlessly.

I wasn’t about to waste any time as I got down on the bed behind my husband and spread open his cheeks. Then I lowered my face between those smooth, boyish buns of his and began to lick his ass.

“Come closer,” I said to Mike who was still standing a few feet away. So now Mike came down and sat on the edge of the bed, watching me give my husband’s asshole a thorough tongue bath.

“Why don’t you hold his cheeks open for me,” I said to Mike, who hesitated a moment. So far it had all been talking and watching, now I was actually asking this straight stud to lay his hands on another man, my husband. But with a sexy grin Mike took hold of Donny’s buttocks and spread them wide open so I could resume rimming his hole, looking straight into Mike’s sexy eyes as I lapped away.

“Look at it,” I said, directing Mike’s gaze to Donny’s sphincter, now slick with my saliva. “You and me, we’re gonna bust this tight hole wide open!”

After I warmed him up with my wet tongue I usually brought out the lube. But now, first, I wanted to try something, to test the waters.

“Honey?” I said to my husband. “Is it okay if Mike just puts the tip of his dick against your asshole? Just presses it in there a little, just to touch it with his cock?”

I looked up at Mike.

“You wouldn’t mind doing that, would you?” I cooed.

Mike looked like he’d be happy to put that big cock of his anywhere I wanted him to put it.

“Anything you say, Peggy,” Mike said, smiling at me, his face alive with a sexy, horny grin.

“Uh– I guess– I guess that’s okay,” Donny stammered. And so I took hold of Mike’s cock and wrapped my lips around it, looking up at him as I gave him some wet, sloppy head. I’d fisted his cock last time, but now I was actually going down on him. Donny, I knew, wouldn’t mind that. I had asked him earlier whether it was cool if I got down with Mike and his cock even if he didn’t, and my husband gave me the go-ahead. After all, he liked being my sex slave and having me call the shots.

Now I pulled my mouth away and grabbing hold of the shaft brought it between Donny’s cheeks, pressing the big, smooth cockhead against Donny’s asshole. I almost fainted at the sight, now thinking for the first time that I might succeed later on in actually in getting my husband to take it all the way inside.

“Oh wow, that is so fuckin’ beautiful!” I panted as I rubbed the knob up and down Donny’s saliva-slickened crack. This is what I’d been yearning for so much, to see another man’s stiff cock saying a hot hello to my husband’s asshole. I only hoped that later this hello would go much further and I’d get to see that cock of Mike’s disppearing as it worked its way all the way up my husband’s slut bottom! Finally I pulled it away as Mike, groaning with pure, raw heat now, started fisting himself furiously. He really was ass-crazy, as Carol had claimed. Female, male — suddenly it didn’t seem to matter to him. As he fisted away I squeezed a big dab of lubricating jelly into my husband’s crack, Mike watching every move closely as he kept whacking away at his dick.

I slid a finger up Donny’s lubed asshole as I took hold of Mike’s cock with my free hand, fisting the hot, rigid shaft as I fingered the tight, familiar hole.

“Feel like poking around in there a little?” I asked Mike, pulling out my finger, licking my lips lewdly.

Again, he hesitated. This was a lot to ask, I knew. Holding Donny wide open for me was one thing, asking this straight dude to ream out another man’s asshole with his finger was a big next step.

“Sure, I’ll check it out,” he said, bringing his hand between Donny’s cheeks as now I held him open. And then I watched in absolute amazement as Mike slowly slid a big finger up my husband’s ass. Donny groaned when he felt it. After two years of being with me, finally another man was fondling his hot bottom.

“Oh yeah, dig it in there!” I hissed excitedly. “Stick in two.”

So Mike added a second finger to the one already in there.

Donny groaned as he felt Mike ream him out, slowly pushing his bottom back against Mike’s probing fingers.

Normally I have this little routine with my husband. First my tongue, then some grease followed by a finger or two. After that, a vibrator and then a dildo I work in with my hand. And finally I jam the big strap-on up there and fuck the shit out his hot, young ass in earnest. But now I thought I’d skip the vibrator, Mike’s two big fingers, twisting around in his anal passage, digging into Donny’s rectum were enough.

“How about this now?” I said, lubing up the dildo as Mike pulled out his fingers. Then, as Mike watched keenly, I slowly slid the dildo up my husband’s ass, twisting and rotating it inside his rectum just the way he liked, the way he said made him feel really good.

“Look at him take it,” I said to Mike. “He loves it up the ass.”

“He sure as shit looks like he does,” Mike said, listening to Donny groan as he pushed back against the dildo I kept stuffing inside him.

“How about you take over?” I suggested, leaving the dildo in place but pulling away my hand.

“Sure,” Mike said, taking hold of the dildo. I watched with spellbound eyes, fisting my rubber cock just the way Mike had been fisting his while he had watched me. With my other hand I took hold of Mike’s tool again while he enthusiastically skewered Donny’s eager ass.

“Uh huh! Ream him out! Work it in there!” I hissed excitedly.

Mike seemed to enjoy what he was doing. A lot. Straight though he may have been, he was proving what a freak he was for ass!

“Okay, I’m ready to fuck the slut,” I said, now kneeling behind my husband as Mike pulled the rubber shaft out and I replaced it with the bigger one strapped to myself, ‘my’ very own cock!

“Here goes, baby, take it!” I hollered, holding onto my husband’s hips as I pumped it up his bottom. I looked over at Mike. I loved having him watch me, another ’stud’ fucking the shit out of Donny. I fucked my husband extra hard, wanting to impress Mike with my rugged, virile moves. Donny was groaning and moaning, pushing back hard on it like the slut in heat he always became whenever I screwed his bottom. Except this time there was an audience, a guy, and that only seemed to arouse Donny even more.

Mike was standing next to me, taking everything in with unblinking eyes, fisting that big shaft of his. Now I wanted Donny to have a good look at that shaft.

“Mike seems to like watching me fuck your slut ass, Donny, his dick is so fuckin’ big and hard it looks like it’s going to burst,” I said, then turned to Mike. “Go up and let Donny see it nice and close.”
Mike moved up on the bed and knelt in front of Donny, waving the shaft in front of my husband’s face, the proud stud showing off his big dick to a guy who he knew would appreciate it.

And at that moment I just knew what would happen next. “Want him to suck it, Mike? Want him to suck your big cock?”

“Sure,” Mike smirked. “I’ll let your husband suck my dick; I’ll feed it to him while you keep fucking his tight ass.”

As much as anything, it turned me on that Mike was so verbal. A lot of guys aren’t, even when they’re aroused as hell, especially when they’re aroused. But Mike liked to speak his horny mind and put his nasty thoughts into words.

“Suck it, Donny!” I hissed, pushing down on my husband’s neck as he took Mike’s cock between his lips. I could imagine how he felt, swearing off cock for the past two years even though I knew that, deep down, he hungered for it. Now, after a long drought, he was again tasting the kind of meat he once loved so much to savor. Luckily there was a mirror positioned on the wall and that let me watch my husband go down on Mike’s dick as I kept screwing him. My rubber cock up his ass, Mike’s real one stuffing his mouth, I knew Donny was having the time of his life.

“He suck it good?” I asked Mike as we looked each other straight in the eye, offering my husband plenty of stiff cock, front and rear.

“Oh, he sucks it real good,” Mike said, hands on his hips, looking down at Donny wolfing him down. “But from what you told me, Peggy, sucking dick is something that your husband knows a hell of a lot about.”

I loved it! I loved having Mike remind Donny that he was once a horny queer with an insatiable hunger for cock.

“How about we turn him over now?” I suggested, pulling out of Donny as Mike tore his cock away. Then I turned Donny around on his back, wedging a couple of pillows under his butt, and jackknifing his legs so that his asshole was in position and ready for me to come back inside, on top this time.

“Oooh whee!” I squealed as I slid it inside him, Mike watching and fisting himself again as I resumed sodomizing my husband.

“Say Mike? Now why don’t you sit on his face and feed him some of your hot, male ass?” I suggested. “I happen to know that Donny loves chewing on a man’s butthole almost as much as he enjoys swallowing a cock.”

“Oh yeah, sure,” Mike said eagerly, planting his bottom over my husband’s face. Two seconds later the sound of slurping told me right away that Donny was lapping away at Mike’s asshole with his eager tongue.

“That’s it, Donny, lick that ass! Lick that ass, you fuckin’ slut!” I shrieked at him as I pumped it in hard and deep. Meanwhile I was looking straight at Mike, my eyes drifting down from his handsome face to his chest and stomach and then to his big cock which I grabbed again. It was a little slick from just having been gobbled up by Donny.

Now there was only one thing on my mind, to see the cock I was holding in my hand buried all the way up my husband’s ass, to finally fulfill that ultimate fantasy of mine and see Donny take it the way he used to once.

“What would you think of shoving this up my husband’s ass now?” I asked in a whisper, low enough so my husband couldn’t hear, his face buried under Mike’s butt as it was.

“I think I could get into that,” Mike said with a lewd leer.

“Hear that, Donny?” I said, raising my voice. “Mike wants to fuck you now. How about it? You finally ready to take a real one back there again, to take it up your hot little ass?”

Mike smartly lifted his butt off Donny’s face so he could answer. “Uh yeah– he–he– can fuck me–” Donny mumbled, and under the shy mumble I could detect the ardor in his voice, a long suppressed desire about to be fulfilled again.

Those words were pure music to my ears. It was really going to happen! I was going to get to watch this horny, straight stud, with his beautiful rigid cock, actually fuck my husband!

So I pulled out and told Donny to turn over again, on elbows and knees and to stick it out for Mike.

“I think he’s ready for you,” I said spreading open Donny’s buttocks, Mike and me both peering into the crack, at the slick, reamed hole. Then I looked right at Mike. “Just let me grease it up a tad more, after all you’re bigger and thicker than I am, stud.”

Mike watched closely as I slapped some more lube between Donny’s buns, spreading it around and working it in with a couple of fingers. I was so excited I could hear my heart thumping away in my chest. It was about to happen; my husband was about to take a real one up his ass!

Now I pulled my fingers away as Mike knelt behind Donny, cock in hand, poised and ready as I held Donny wide open down for him. Then Mike worked his cockhead between Donny’s cheeks, rubbing it against his lubed hole, teasing me and Donny both.

“Want to see me do it?” Mike growled softly.

“Oh shit yeah, do I ever!” I panted, letting all my excitement show.

“What? What do you want to see me do? Tell me,” Mike urged mischievously, a sexy, teasing grin lighting up his handsome, horny face.

“I want to see you fuck him! I want to see you fuck his ass! I want to see you bury it inside him!” I howled, holding nothing back.

“Like this?” Mike said, pushing forward, working the tip of his cock inside Donny’s asshole. I almost fainted at the sight now as I watched Mike slowly slide his dick into Donny’s bottom, me still holding Donny wide open. He did it real slow, teasing us both, knowing how unquenchable our excitement was. My eyes were glued to the sight as I watched the big, smooth knob pop in, followed by inch after inch of the shaft, Donny’s dilated sphincter tightly gripping Mike’s penis, surrendering to his relentless rectal assault.

“Ohhhhhhhhh!” Donny sighed as he felt more and more of Mike’s big, rigid cock enter and fill his bottom.
“Damn, that tight ass feels good,” Mike growled, working it in and out now, with each thrust jamming it in just a little deeper.

“I bet it does,” I said, mesmerized as I watched Mike happily sodomize my husband, feeling a little envious of guys and their dicks. Sure I had a rubber one strapped to myself and sure I knew what it felt like to take it up the ass myself, but I could only imagine what an amazing sensation it must be for someone like Mike to feel a hot asshole grip his aching cock. Carol had told me what a freak Mike was for the rectal route. And he sure was proving it now as he kept hammering it up my husband’s horny young bottom.

Mike knew he was getting off on some tight male butt, but he also was well aware he was putting on a show for me, one I had desperately been wanting to see. And Mike did not disappoint as he made sure to make it a as vivid and nasty as possible, slowly working the full length of his cock inside, then pulling it out just as slowly, letting me see the open, exposed hole before he slid it back inside again.

I reached under to take hold of my husband’s cock which — no surprise — was big and stiff.

“He’s lovin’ it, Donny is. He’s got himself one almost as big as yours, Mike.” Now there was something else I wished to see, though I couldn’t be sure Mike would oblige. So I thought I’d ask.

“Wanna have a feel, Mike? Have a feel and see just how much Donny loves having you slam it up his ass.”

“Yeah, let me check it out,” Mike said with a sexy grin, reaching around and grabbing hold of my husband’s swollen penis. I twisted around on the bed so I could lean over and have a good look at Mike fondling and fisting my husband’s cock now as he fucked him. Up to now it had just been a rugged Mike making use of Donny’s mouth and asshole for his pleasure. So it was nice to see that he was willing to handle a cock too and give Donny a little hand job. From his groaning I knew Donny was appreciating it.

“Oh man! Oh shit!” I gasped, fisting my rubber one as I watched the scorchingly obscene show Mike was putting on. “That is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, you screwing Donny’s ass like that, fisting his dick.”

“Glad you like the show,” Mike said, winking at me.

“Like it? It’s driving me crazy seeing you fuck him!” I said, now unable to resist working my hand under the dildo harness and digging it into my pussy. The leather patch of the harness pressing against my pussy was soaked. And my pussy itself was drenched. I was so wet it was dripping down my legs, making my thighs all sticky. Sure, I was pretending to be a guy, with my strap-on and everything. And, sure, I’d been doing some solid fucking here. But though ‘having’ a cock and using it really turned me on, that arousal was felt, I could not deny, in my clit. And it was that swollen stiff little nub I was fingering like mad now.

“How do you like it Donny?” I sneered at my husband. “How do you like having a horny stud pumping his meat up your tight little queer ass?”

Donny knew how much I sometimes liked thinking of him as a ‘queer.’

“I– I– I– like it!” he gasped, pushing back against Mike’s vicious thrusts.

For more than a year I’d been trying to talk Donny into taking it up the ass from a guy, something he once used to love to do. For a year he had rebuffed my pleading but here he was finally relenting, taking it and loving it!

“How about you take over for a while?” Mike said, pulling out. I hadn’t expected this, but suddenly it seemed just right. Mike was suggesting that we trade off and take turns fucking Donny’s butt. So now I knelt behind Donny and slammed it up his ass again as Mike moved aside. It turned me on more than ever now, fucking my husband, knowing that ass of his had just been fucked by a guy.

“Yeah, do it stud, fuck that ass!” Mike hissed in my ear, urging me on.

That only pumped me up as I fucked the shit out of Donny.

“Uh huh, get your stud cock in there!” he urged, pushing on my butt.

“Oh God! It drives me nuts to hear you talk to me like that to me!” I gasped, slamming it in there a few more times before I let Mike take over again.

Now I pulled back behind Mike to have myself an overview, watching his buttocks pump forward as he kept driving it up my husband’s bottom.

Suddenly I wanted to get between those buttocks of Mike’s, with my tongue!

“Let me have some of this,” I said, kneeling behind him, spreading his buns open. Then I drove my tongue into his hot, humid crack and found his hole. Donny had already licked it, now I licked it. Husband and wife had both gone down on Mike’s rugged stud ass! Pressing my face between his cheeks, I ate out that hot ass of Mike’s like the slut maniac I had become, lapping away at the rubbery sphincter like a starved slut who had struck gourmet gold.

“Hey Donny?” Mike sneered. “Your bitch is down on her knees behind me eating out my asshole while I’m filling up yours, dude. Ain’t that a trip!”

Damn, this Mike was nasty! Even nastier than I had hoped for. Most men, they call me a bitch, I smack them for sure. But now, under these particular circumstances, I absolutely loved having Mike call me a bitch! That’s what I was, a bitch in heat pretending to be a stud.

Now it was my turn again as Mike pulled out and let me take over once more. This time Mike got behind me and I felt him reaching between my legs from behind, working his fingers under the harness, into my pussy.

“Damn, you are seriously wet,” he hissed in my ear.

“I’m wet because this here scene is making me so damned hot!” I hissed back at him, turning my neck to look into his smoldering eyes. His fingers felt so good in my pussy. Sure I had been imagining me and Mike as two studs ganging up on a third. But I was a hot, horny woman with a dripping cunt and Mike couldn’t ignore that. He worked a wet finger up from my pussy into my crack, finding my asshole this time. A shiver shot up my spine as I felt Mike’s finger pressing against my sphincter. 

“Oh yeah, stick it in!” I couldn’t help crying out as I now felt Mike slide a finger inside my bottom. Denise had done this to me, fingered my asshole while I fucked my husband’s. But it wasn’t the same. There was just something about getting your ass reamed by the guy who had just fucked your husband that really hit the spot. He worked that finger in all the way, digging in nice and hard.

How about I fuck your ass now, Peggy?” Mike whispered in my ear. “That way I get to sodomize both husband and wife today.”

“Oh man, you are nasty,” I said, turning back to look at him. “Sure, go ahead and do it. Grease it up and fuck it! Fuck it like you mean it!”

Since my whole trip with my husband is that I’m the top, I do his ass, I rarely get mine fucked. Once in a while I give Donny a treat and let him do me that way, but not often. But suddenly there was nothing on this planet that I wanted more than to feel what my husband had felt, to feel Mike’s big, stiff cock buried in the hot depths of my bottom.

So now Mike reached for the lube, and pulling the dildo strap aside, worked a big dab in with his fingers, prepping me, as I never let up fucking my husband.

“Ready for some cock!” he growled, pulling the dildo strap aside.

“Yeah, give it to me!” I insisted, then addressed my husband. “Mike’s gonna fuck my ass now, baby, he’s gonna shove his big cock all the way up my asshole while I keep on fucking yours.”

And then I felt it, that big knob of his cock pressing in between my cheeks, entering me, slowly filling my ass with its insistent stiffness.

“Yeah! Fuck my ass! Fuck it!” I howled as he now took hold of my hips and slid it inside me with that nice, smooth rhythm I had been watching him use on my husband, taking his time, getting it in deep! I turned my head, wanting to look right at Mike while I took it and gave it both.

“God, you feel so fuckin’ good in there!” I said, looking into his eyes, burning with lust. The full length was buried in the torrid depths of my rectum now, his balls slapping against my cheeks as he drove it as deep as he could. “Your ass is even tighter than your husband’s,” he said with a smirk.

“I don’t take it up there on a regular basis the way he does,” I purred.

I had another idea now, I wanted it a different way.

“Pull out a second, will you?” I asked him.

After he pulled his cock out of me, I withdrew mine from Donny’s butt. Then I unstrapped the dildo and flung it aside. Now I was going to be a woman, a wife, as I got up on the bed on elbows and knees right next to my husband, looking back over my shoulder at Mike.

“Do us both. Back and forth. Do both of our asses!” I pleaded as that foxy, shit-eating grin lit up his face again.

First he got behind Donny and slammed it up his ass again.

We were adjacent now, my husband and I, faces turned to each other, bottoms raised high for Mike’s big cock.

“Oh sweetheart!” I said to Donny. “It was just inside my ass, now it’s up yours again.”
He didn’t say anything, just looked right at me, grimacing as he happily endured yet more of Mike’s relentless rectal assault. I loved it, being right next to my husband, both of us sticking it out next to each other like two sluts in heat, Donny taking it now, me knowing any moment I was going to get my own dose.

And then that moment came as Mike pulled it out of Donny’s asshole and buried it back up mine.

“It’s great, isn’t it honey,” I said, looking straight at my husband. “taking a big hard cock up the ass. You love it, don’t you?”

“Uh huh, I do,” he whispered, admitting it freely.

“Tell me, let me hear you say what you love.”

“I love having a cock in my ass, a guy’s cock. Mike’s cock.”

“So do I! So do I!” I gasped, reaching over with my lips and giving my husband a tender kiss as Mike switched again, pulling it out of me and sticking it back up my husband’s bottom as we kept kissing.

I love my husband and he was really taking it like champ, just like I had wanted to see him take it. But now I wanted to give him something and to try another variation I’d fantasized about a lot.

“I got still another idea,” I said, nudging Mike to pull out of Donny’s ass.

Now I got down flat on my back and spread my legs wide, having Donny come between them.

“Oh yeah, baby, do it! Fuck me!” I gasped, looking into my husband’s eyes as he slid his prick inside me. Mike sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his well-exercised cock, watching. And I knew exactly what I wanted him to watch, reaching around and holding open my husband’s buttocks, revealing his asshole for Mike again, nice and vulnerable. I knew the lewdly exposed hole was all slick and dilated. Mike sure seemed to enjoy taking in an eyeful of the depraved sight as I ran my fingers into Donny’s crack to see how busted open his hole was, sliding three fingers easily inside as I stared straight at Mike.

“You really fucked the shit out of Donny’s asshole,” I said as Mike grinned sexily, loving it all. “That’s what you both wanted, ain’t it?” he said.

“Sure is,” I said, then looked at my husband. “Isn’t that right, Donny? Isn’t that what you wanted? To have a big dick buried up your hot queer ass?”

I somehow got a charge reminding my husband of his gay side.

“Uh huh,” Donny panted as he fucked me.

“Turn around and tell Mike.”

“That’s just what I wanted, dude,” Donny said, craning his neck to look back at Mike. “I wanted you to fuck me with your big hard dick.”

I loved it, loved hearing my husband say this to Mike.

“Now stick it in again!” I hissed, looking up at Mike over Donny’s shoulder. “Stick it back inside his asshole!”

Through all my fantasizing, this was an image that always recurred. My husband was on top, fucking me, while a stud knelt behind him and buried his cock up Donny’s ass as I reached around to hold Donny wide open, husband and wife getting fucked at the same time, one in the cunt, one in the ass.

Mike smiled that cute, horny smile of his again as he got in position behind Donny. And then as Donny sighed and a grimace animated his face I knew Mike was burying it inside him again. Working my hand around, into his crack, I ran my fingers around the rim where Mike’s thick and rigid girth was saying another hot hello to my husband’s stretched-open asshole. It all made me feel delirious with lust. I love having my husband fuck me, but to know that now as he was screwing me there was a thick, nine inch cock buried inside him drove me insanely crazy!

Donny’s face was buried against my neck as he took it while giving it to me. And now Mike and I found ourselves face to face as he leaned over.

“This is so fuckin’ hot,” I said. “Doing it this way.”

Donny wasn’t moving at all, his body pressed tightly against mine and his cock deep in my pussy as Mike pummeled the shit out of him. I could feel every nuance of Mike’s hard hammering into Donny’s bottom.

“Jam it in there! Hard! Deep! Fuck his fuckin’ slut ass!” I hissed at Mike as I kept reaching around and holding my husband’s buttocks wide open. Mike loved the prodding, pumping away furiously, so furiously that his thrusts felt like an electric surge that ran through my husband’s body into my own. It was like Mike was fucking me and Donny together at once. We gazed into one another’s eyes, Mike and I. Then he brought his lips close to mine. We kissed, lips parting, tongues meeting, hot breath fusing. I closed my eyes taking in every vivid sensation. The kiss, wet, warm, passionate, tender. My husband fucking me. And knowing that as he was fucking me, as I was kissing Mike, Mike had every inch of his cock buried up my husband’s ass. That recognition made every never fiber in my body feel alive, made me shiver with pure, raw lust.

“Your husband is a pretty lucky guy, I’d say, getting his butt fucked nice and hard while he plows it up that tight, wet pussy of yours,” Mike smirked, pulling away from my lips..

“Did you hear that, Donny?” I cackled. “Mike thinks you’re one lucky dude.”

“Now I got an idea,” Mike said, pulling out and helping me and Donny roll over so that I was on top of my husband now, riding his prick. Immediately I had a sense of just what that idea was, and it sent a shiver running through me again.

“Are you gonna do what I think you’re gonna do?” I said, looking back over my shoulder at Mike, breathless with excitement.

“Yup,” he growled, kneeling behind me, wedging his cock between my cheeks and working it back up my ass, this time with Donny’s cock already buried in my cunt. I knew all about this variation. Everyone’s heard about it, seen it in porn films, but I’d never done it, never been ’sandwiched’ like this. I almost fainted from the raw sensation. What could be more amazing for a woman than to have a big cock buried in her ass while another one plows her pussy? I knew that one day I’d get to try this, and now that day had come.
I looked back at Mike.

“Oh man, you can’t believe how good this feels!” I groaned. “Having all this hard dick in my fuckin’ body.”

Mike had himself a thick nine inches; Donny a solid seven at least. That meant I had sixteen inches of rigid, aching cock buried up my two fuck holes. Just the thought of that gave me the shivers.

And I tried to imagined what it felt like for the guys, their cocks grinding against each other, separated only by the thin sheath of muscle that divided my rectum from my vagina.

Obviously it felt a little too good for Donny, because before I could really get to enjoy a full dose of this dual assault of my hot, willing orifices, I saw beads of sweat break out on Donny’s forehead as he grunted, and that told me he was climaxing. Pretty soon I could feel his cock go soft inside me.

Mike could probably feel Donny go soft too, so he pulled his out of my ass.

“Bring your faces up together, cheek to cheek,” Mike told us.

“Good. Now open your mouths wide.”

Donny’s cheek was pressed against mine, my mouth and his mouth both open wide as Mike had instructed. I knew what was coming and I could hardly wait as Mike brought his stiff, aching cock up to our faces, fisting it slowly.

“Here, eat it up,” Mike sneered, jamming his cock into Donny’s mouth. “It’s just been all the way up your wife’s tight ass.”

I fingered my pussy to a volcanic climax as Mike went back and forth fucking Donny’s mouth, then mine. Finally he pulled it back a couple of inches and twisted it slowly in his hand. I remembered how heavily he had unloaded that time I showed him the video and jerked him off. Now here it came again, torrents of semen shooting out of him all over my face and Donny’s, into our open mouths.

“Look Donny, cum, you get to taste cum again!” I said as I watched Donny’s face being splattered with Mike’s semen as, at the same time, the hot spunk splashed against my own face. There we were down on our knees together, husband and wife, cheeks and lips covered with the pearly gobs of Mike’s awesome ejaculation, Mike slapping our faces with his still big and meaty, but no longer quite rigid cock.

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They fucked like two wild and overheated animals an hour ago and now were luxuriating in the sweetly sublime afterglow of their lovemaking, naked in bed, idly caressing each other, nuzzling and talking.

Yvette thought that maybe now was the right time to mention it.

“You know, Don,” she said, running a finger through his hair, gazing into his eyes, “I’ve had this new fantasy lately, and I just can’t get it out of my head. I mean, it’s something I’ve been thinking about that really, really turns me on. Though I wasn’t sure whether I could mention it to you, wondering how far you’d be willing to go. But now I just can’t hold back. I mean, I just need to tell you.”

“Well, then tell me, Yvette, what is it?” Don urged. By now he knew Yvette well enough and she knew him. And by now he was ready for just about anything from her.

“Once again it’s about you, me and another guy. Or actually two guys.”

“Sounds interesting, tell me more.”

When she was younger Yvette had some enjoyable times hooking up with two men at once. Mentioning this to Don, he told her he’d done the same, hooked up with another man to “do” a woman together, or joined a couple, or, as a couple, had a guy join them. He’d even revealed to her that in one of those liaisons, at the woman’s urging, he had become intimate with the other man. Don let the guy suck his cock and fucked the guy. Hearing that electrified Yvette who’d long entertained fantasies about watching two masculine men having sex with each other. One thing led to another and they found such a man, Yvette thrilled to be able to watch that man suck Don’s cock, to see Don fuck him up the ass.

And then it went even further. When they watched porn together Yvette noticed how Don perked up whenever an especially nice and large cock entered the mix. She herself had something of a fetish for very well-endowed men. Generally she kept this to herself since she had learned from experience that if there’s one thing which makes many men uptight it’s hearing a woman talk about how another man has a really big dick. But Don didn’t mind at all. In fact, he joined in the lewd banter about massive cocks. He had a nice one himself, bigger and thicker than the average man’s, and he had all the sexual self-confidence you’d want from a man. So Yvette felt immensely grateful to be able to share this with Don, share with him a fascination with other men’s big cocks.

Then she felt she was able to broach something new with Don. She loved how he was willing to test the boundaries, how utterly uninhibited he seemed to be. So she asked him what he’d think of having a guy over again, maybe the same guy they’d seen before, and this time having Don suck the other guy’s cock as well as getting his own sucked, getting fucked and not just fucking the other guy. He did have to think about it a little. After all, this was pushing the envelope for an essentially straight guy like him. But he was game, especially since he knew how much it would please Yvette. When he agreed Yvette could not have been more thrilled.

And so then she got to watch Don wrap his lips around a big, stiff one. She witnessed that cock forcing its way up Don’s tight ass, the first cock that had ever made its way up that portal.

Now Yvette was ready for something else, something even more extreme.

“Hey, Don,” she purred sexily, nuzzling up nice and close, “you know how I told you about those times when me and another chick hooked up with two guys? How we sucked their cocks and fucked them? And how we got off watching each other do it”

“Yeah,” Don said with a sly smile, always appreciating Yvette’s lively banter.

“Well, I want to do the same thing with you, baby,” she continued, “Hook up with two studs and suck their cocks together, get fucked by them right next to each other. We had one guy come and join us, now how about two? You and me, baby, we both really get into their cocks. And I get to watch not just two studs go at it, but three.”

“Wow, where do you come up with this stuff.”

“You know me,” she whispered sexily, reaching down to stroke his cock, seeing it was getting thick and meaty again. “I’m a freak for hot, dirty sex. And for big horny cocks!”

He kept silent, teasing her.

“So what do you think, baby?”

“So what do you think I think?” he said with a knowing smile, a smile that thrilled her.

“You’ll do it with me, I knew you would!” she said, hugging him, her eyes ablaze with arousal at the prospect of such a scene. “It’ll be wild, baby, I know it will. And the two guys we hook up with? I want them to be really hung, I want both of them to have very, very big cocks. The two of us, we can handle all the cock any two studs got for us, right?”

“If you say so, Yvette.”

“It’ll be like two kids in a candy store, you and me.”

“So where exactly do you plan to find two studs like that?

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head about that,” she said, nuzzling closer, stroking his cock, now erect and up to full mast. “I’m working on it, baby, and I pretty much have that figured out. You can count on it. Just think about how much fun it’ll be.”

She licked his earlobe as she sensually stroked his cock, whispering provocatively.

“Just picture it, you and me and two sleek young studs, their bodies nice and smooth and lean and hard. And their cocks? Huge, Don, huge and thick. We’ll suck those two cocks and they’ll fuck us. Yeah, I want to watch you, baby. I want to watch you suck one while I suck the other.”
She quickly wet a finger in her mouth and reached behind his balls, sliding the finger up his ass while she kept stroking his cock.

“I want to see you next to me, up on elbows and knees, baby, taking a thick one up the ass. Taking it deep, while right next to you I’m taking the other one up mine.”

He was breathing hard, his eyes slits, as he took in her words.

“Yeah, baby, you and me and two hung, hung studs,” she hissed, twisting his shaft in her hand, feeling it throb as he groaned, his body arching as his cum splattered all over his stomach and chest, and up his face. And hers.

“See,” she cackled mischievously, “you love your honey’s nasty ideas.”

And she had just about worked everything out. Yvette went to a gym and met a woman there. One time, when they went to have coffee after their workout, Lisa had confessed to Yvette that she once had Brian, one of the trainers, join her and her husband for a threesome. Lisa was a brazen sort, like Yvette, and through the grapevine she had heard that Brian was bisexual and something of a freak. He was always open for a threesome or a group scene. So for Nick’s birthday, Lisa had Brian come over to join her and her husband. Nick wanted to try it with a man and Brian was more than game. As it turned out, Nick got cold feet at the last minute and so Brian just made it with Lisa. Telling Yvette all this, Lisa leaned over and revealed to Yvette that apart from his lanky good looks, Brian possessed an amazingly big cock. In fact she had measured it. Erect it was nine inches long and thick, she confirmed.

And that wasn’t all. Lisa had made it with a Brian a few times on her own. And one time had asked Brian if he could bring a friend over so she could watch some boy-boy action as well as enjoy not one stud, but two. That’s what she had hoped for when Brian had come by to join her and Nick. But that hadn’t worked out. Now Tommy, the guy Brian got to join them, Lisa continued, was this nineteen year old who was even cuter than Brian. Then, smiling a little wickedly, Lisa filled in Yvette on a final detail. Tommy had a cock that was actually bigger than Brian’s, it was awesome, she said. She described how she watched the two young studs suck each other’s cocks and then they took turns fucking her.

Yvette had filled Lisa in about her thing with Don, how guys had joined them, how the first time Don had done all the doing, but the next time he took his share of cock, and then some. Now she told Lisa what she had in mind to do next, how she wanted two guys to join them so that she and Don, together, could take care of the studs. And that’s how Lisa told her to talk to Brian, saying she was sure he and Tommy would go for a scene like that.

And go for it they did. So that now the appointed hour had arrived, and she and Don were eagerly awaiting the arrival of the two young cocksmen.

“Hey guys, come in. Don, this is Brian, and this here’s Tommy.”

The three men nodded as they checked each other out. Yvette eyed Don keenly to gauge his reaction. She smiled to herself, certain he liked what he saw. The two men were his type, as well as hers. Young and lean and cute, and each had a very noticeable bulge in the crotch of his thread worn jeans. And they weren’t wearing those jeans by accident, either. They knew quite well how provocative they appeared, what those big bulges signaled.

Yvette offered beverages followed by small talk, she and Don sitting next to one another on a leather coach, the two studs in arm chairs opposite.
“Okay Brian, why don’t you come over here to me,” Yvette said, wagging a finger, and “Tommy? I think you have something you want Don to see.”

As the two young men approached, Yvette and Don glanced at one another, sharing a knowing smile, a smile that signaled a special rapport. Brian now stood over Yvette, Tommy over Don. As Yvette reached to unbuckle Brian’s belt and unzip his jeans, Don did the same to Tommy’s, revealing two pairs of white cotton briefs clinging to two now even more pronounced bulges. In fact the two bulges seem to be getting meatier by the second.

Now, with a quick tug from each, Yvette and Don pulled down the pairs of briefs, suddenly revealing the two cocks. Both already thick and meaty, in their semi-erect states the cocks were thicker and longer than most men’s even when they were fully erect. Yvette and Don glanced at one another again as each took a shaft in hand, twisting it, feeling it thicken and stiffen in their hands.

“Nice cocks, huh Don?” Yvette said, licking her lips.

“Yeah, real nice.”

“I think it’s time to have ourselves a taste,” Yvette purred huskily, bringing her tongue to Brian’s balls and lapping away at the rough skin of his scrotum, glancing over to see Don start to lap away at Tommy’s balls. Their eyes met and the sight each saw was the same, a hand wrapped around an immense, awesomely thick cock, stroking that cock skillfully, while

hungrily, almost lewdly a tongue lapped away at a set of balls.

And then the two tongues began to travel, slowly gliding upwards along the underside of the shaft, the tongues now greedily licking the taut skin of the two achingly erect penises.

Their two faces were so close to each other, no more than a foot or so apart, that they could not only see vividly how the other handled and licked a cock, but they could hear each other lapping away. Finally Yvette’s tongue had traveled the nine inches, and Don’s maybe the ten to the tips of the shafts. Now each, fisting a shaft, wrapped lips around a big smooth knob, taking it into their mouths, sucking the cocks.

It thrilled Yvette to see Don’s lips wrapped around another man’s cock, sucking it. She’d been sucking cock since she was a teen, and Don had his sucked for just as long. But

it was only once before, and this recently, that Don had sucked a man’s cock. And now here he was doing it again, doing it to one that was considerably longer and thicker than the first.

“Yeah, baby, suck it!” Yvette urged excitedly, pulling her lips away for a moment from Brian. It had long been a fantasy of hers, and now that it had been realized it was just an incredible sight, to watch a man sucking another man’s cock. Especially when the man doing the sucking was Don, her virile, masculine lover. There was something so exciting about seeing his profile, seeing his mouth wide open and his lips stretched to the limits as they engulfed the stunning girth of Tommy’s erect penis.

“Let’s get a little more comfortable,” Yvette suggested, pulling away from Brian’s cock, standing up and leading the three men to the bedroom. There, all four quickly undressed, Yvette taking in the spectacular sight of three naked, lanky men, each with a cock standing straight and stiff as a flagpole. She smiled to herself; these boys were aroused, and then some. She stood in the center, the three men surrounding her, reaching down to grab two cocks at once, Brian’s and Tommy’s, as Don excitedly fisted his own.

Then she gently pushed the two young studs down on the bed, on their backs, their two massive cocks rising almost obscenely, beckoning.

“Oh, baby!” Yvette growled, nearly panting, “let’s suck us some more cock!

Now it was Don who got down and took Brian’s cock in his mouth, while Yvette took Tommy’s. The lovers looked at one another as they sucked the two young men, taking their time, showing off as they sensually devoured the ample meal of hot, raw male meat. Though Yvette loved nothing more than handling and sucking a massively oversized cock — and Tommy’s thick, steely ten-inch tool would certainly qualify – what aroused her almost as much now was seeing Don do the same to Brian’s. To watch this man sucking another man’s cock, a man who had fucked her many times, a man whose cock she had sucked often, really somehow got to a deep, deep part of her erotic persona.

“Here, baby, take them both,” Yvette said, pulling away from Tommy and pulling his shaft over to Don’s face, having Don hold him with his other hand, holding on to both young studs now while sucking one.

Now Yvette watched in astonished awe as Don hungrily went back and forth, sucking one cock, then the other, twisting both in his two hands. Then he brought the two cockheads together, licking them both at once, embarked now on an oral frenzy. Brian and Tommy loved it, the looks on their faces betraying their pleasure. They were having the time of their lives having their massive tools serviced like this.

That’s it, baby, suck those cocks!” Yvette hissed, watching closely, pushing back on Don’s head as his mouth ravenously engulfed the two stunning penises.

Now Yvette reached over for a jar of lubricant. She dug in and scooped up a big dab with her fingers, slapping it between Don’s buttocks. He looked back at her for a moment as he felt her fingers slowly rubbing the slick lube over his asshole and working it into his ass. Then she scooped up another dab and worked it between her own cheeks. She planned to have that pussy of hers filled first, but she aimed to have her ass good and ready when it was time for a thick cock to make use of that tight, inviting entryway.

“I need to get fucked!” Yvette announced, the tone of her voice both seductive and insistent as she tugged at Brian, pulling him away from Don and urging him to lay flat. Then she straddled his body, her back to him as she reached down to take hold of his cock and position its tip against her pussy. Now she just bore down nice and easy, impaling herself.

“Oh man! Are you ever thick!” she gasped as she lowered herself, slowly taking inch after thick inch of his cock inside her tight and sublimely creamy pussy. Don was still sucking Tommy, but both men’s eyes were now directed at the duo fucking alongside them. Then Yvette looked over Tommy.

“Why don’t you let me have a taste of that now,” she said, greedy for cock, wanting to suck Tommy while his buddy plowed it into her pussy.

“And Don? How about you get down there and help out with your tongue,” she said, pointing between her legs. “That way you can have yourself a taste of cock and cunt both.”

Don relished the prospect, sliding lower now and starting with Brian’s balls, he began licking. Slowly he dragged his tongue up from the balls to the shaft, a shaft now slick and wet from Yvette’s highly aroused pussy. He licked Brian’s cock as he fucked Yvette, then brought his tongue right up to that margin where her pussy, strikingly dilated, clung to the massive intruder.

“Oh man! Does that feel good!” Yvette growled, luxuriating in the sublime, complex sensations. And knowing that Don’s tongue was not only pressing against her pussy, her clit, as it had countless times, but was also pressing against a cock, a man’s cock, immeasurably heightened her arousal. The sensations for her were intense, and they were building. But Yvette was not ready for the crescendo, not nearly ready. She wanted to stay on the edge, to savor the excitement, the intense pleasures.

“Okay, I think it’s time for something else now guys, something we all love,” she said teasingly, lifting herself off of Brian. “Don, won’t you join me?”

Now Yvette turned around and assumed the familiar position, up on elbows and knees, ass raised nice and high, Don assuming the same position alongside her. They were so close their bodies touched, hips, shoulders pressing, sharing now a tender and yet a deeply carnal, almost depraved intimacy. Yvette glanced back to see Brian kneeling behind her, Tommy kneeling behind Don.

“Oh, baby, we’re doing it, we really are,” Don whispered at her, raw passion in his voice, “doing it, taking it like this, taking it together.”

“We sure are, we sure as hell are,” she said with a smile, a smile that betrayed the rapport she felt with Don, the deep, the profound arousal.

“Okay, we’ve got something special for the two of you,” Brian growled.

“Uh huh, you bet we do,” Tommy affirmed.

And now Yvette could feel that fat, round, smooth and rigid knob of Brian’s massive cock pressing between her cheeks, against her hole, and knew that Don was feeling the same from Tommy.

“Yes! We’re both going to take it now, Don, take it up the ass! You and me, together. At the same time. So much cock, baby, so much!”

And as they both felt those cocks pressed more insistently against their assholes, Don wrapped an arm around Yvette and drew her close, gazing into her eyes, eyes blazing with excitement and arousal as, he was certain, were his own. He brought his lips to hers and they kissed, kissed passionately, hungrily, lips separating, hot, sweet breath fusing. And as they held this kiss, this tender and passionate kiss, they began to feel it, to really feel it.

Suddenly Yvette broke off the kiss, gasping, wincing.

“Oh shit, I can’t believe how it feels! He’s so fucking big! So fucking thick!”

Yvette was an experienced ass-fucker, and Don had become one, first taking Yvette’s big strap-ons and then, a few week earlier, a nice-sized version of the real thing. But these two young studs were something else, they were gargantuan!

“Don’t I know it!” Don hissed, “he’s really filling me up.”

“Oh, baby!” Yvette said, her face aglow, gazing into Don’s eyes, he feeling as rapturous as she, “it’s so thrilling, isn’t? So, so intimate. You and me together, sharing like this? Both taking it up the ass!”

The fabulously endowed young studs enjoyed having the two lovers eagerly offer up their bottoms for a solid reaming. With the equipment each carried they were well aware that taking either of their freakishly large penises up the ass was quite a challenge for any slut or stud. But Yvette and Don were enthusiastically meeting this challenge as Brian and Tommy, kneeling next to one another, steadily drove their thick, rigid tools into the humid and welcoming depths. Don and Yvette, cock and cunt. Though one thing they shared in common was the hot little hole concealed between their buttocks, a hole that now, for each, was obscenely dilated as it gave way to the steady, pounding force of a steely penis.

Kissing, hugging, luxuriating in Yvette’s essence like this while at the same time being fucked hard and deep in the ass made Don want more. His cock was achingly rigid with arousal. Now he wanted something else, he wanted Yvette, he needed to be inside her. Guys? Take a quick break, will you?” Don said, pulling away from Tommy’s thrusts as Yvette, following his cue, pulled away from Brian’s. The two studs knelt there, stroking their own cocks, hard and slick from having plowed two hungry bottoms, wondering what was up, what Don had in mind. Yvette wondered too.

“Come here, baby,” Don purred sexily, pushing Yvette down on the bed on her side. He spread her legs and got between them so they were side by side now.

“Yes, yes! You’re going to fuck me!” she groaned as she understood immediately, as she felt him reach down to press his cock against her pussy, a pussy by this time steaming with arousal and desire and need. With one smooth move he slid his rigid shaft into her beautiful, snug cunt. God, he loved that cunt of Yvette’s! It was always so alive, so welcoming, so caressing.

Don inside her now, she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist as he drew her close. Their bodies became one, her nipples stiff against his chest.

“Okay you two,” Don said turning his head to look at the two young men, standing there a little sheepishly, slowly stroking their cocks, cocks as stiff as ever. “Now you can both come back inside.”

Two wolfish grins lit up their faces as they immediately understood, Brian laying on his side behind Yvette, Tommy behind Don.

“Oh baby, this is going to be wild!” Yvette whispered, her eyes sparkling with lust. She reached behind Don’s balls, groping for Tommy’s cock, stunned again by its massiveness, its girth. Don reached around to take hold of Brian’s and now, as the two lovers were fused like this, cock and cunt, they helped work those two big cocks back into each other’s assholes.

“Oh my God!” Yvette gasped, flailing her head wildly, as she took in the spectacularly intense sensations of two cocks filling her at once.

Don groaned too as he felt Tommy slowly slide every one of his ten inches back inside him. And then, one young stud behind Don, the other behind Yvette, they began pounding it inside them again, ass-fucking the two of them with a nice, steady rhythm. They lay on their sides like this, Don and Yvette, fucking, gazing into each other’s eyes for a long, lingering moment before their lips met and they kissed, kissed with a passion so deep it seemed endless, their arms wrapped around each other, Yvette’s legs scissored around Don’s waist, close, close, close, so close. Yvette luxuriated in this rich, sensual closeness, luxuriated in it as she felt the lean, muscled body press against her back, the pelvis thrusting powerfully, the cock filling her ass. Two. Two cocks inside her! What more could an insatiable slut such as Yvette ask for.

And she imagined what it felt like for Don, his cock so deep inside her pussy, another cock, the one buried in her ass, pressing against his, a mere fraction of an inch separating the two shafts from each other. And with all this, the most massive, the thickest cock of all pounding, pummeling Don’s own raw, ravaged ass.

They broke off from kissing just to gaze at one another, their bodies melting together, the full length of his cock inside her, not moving. All the moving was done by the two studs, thrusting, pounding away savagely at the lovers as they made love, as they gazed at one another, as they savored the deliciously sweet depravity of this elaborate coupling.

“Oh baby, I feel so good, I love this!” Yvette exulted breathlessly.

“You love cock, Yvette,” he teased, smiling sweetly, but a tad wickedly.

“So do you, Don, so do you. You love it, you slut!” she cackled, as she reached around and ran a fingertip slowly around the distended rim of his obscenely dilated anus, holding in its grip so much cock it almost made her dizzy to contemplate. She held her fingers there, at the hot margin, feeling Tommy slide in every last inch of his cock until the balls were slapping against Don’s buttocks as he drove it in mercilessly, Brian doing exactly the same to Yvette, reaming her thoroughly with the full length of his shaft.

“Oh Don, I don’t know how much more of this I can take!” Yvette gasped, clinging to him. Her body filled with cock, two men tightly sandwiching her between them, she suddenly felt herself close to the edge, the edge of a volcanic, explosive, incomparable orgasm. And then it overwhelmed her, the sharp, sweet crescendo of pleasure ripping through every nerve ending of her body. She howled out her pleasure, shrieked in unabashed ecstasy as she found herself transported to an almost unimaginable plateau of raw, searing pleasure.

And then all she could do was to try to regain her breath. She could take no more, she knew, and gently pushed both Don and Brian away, their two cocks pulling out of her, Don even pulling away from Tommy now that his lover had climaxed. What next? He wondered..

Almost immediately Yvette regained her composure, eyeing the three virile, horny and unfulfilled men, smiling to herself. Now she would get to simply watch. As Brian and Tommy lazily fisted their penises, penises hot to the touch from so energetically pounding the two bottoms, Yvette now had Don lay on his back, wedging a couples of pillows under his head, and one under his bottom.

“Okay, Tommy, come over here and get that cock of yours back inside Don’s ass, keep fucking him,” she told the young stud, who got between Don’s legs as Don jackknifed them, holding them by the ankles, exposing his ass to Tommy again, exposing it at a perfect angle for re-entry. And re-enter is what Tommy now did, swiftly burying all of his raw male meat up Don’s ass.

Now Yvette took hold of Brian’s cock, a cock flamingly aroused and as rigid as a length of steel pipe.

“Go on and feed it to him.”
A horny Brian straddled Don’s face, his sinewy, muscular thighs on either side of Don, his immense cock inches from Don’s mouth. That cock had been inside Yvette’s cunt, then her ass. It was slick and glossy, scented and flavored with her essence. Now, looking over at Yvette, licking his lips, Don grabbed hold of the thick, meaty shaft and wrapped his lips around it, sucking it greedily, voraciously, hungry for the penis that had just plowed the dark, humid depths of his lover’s body.

“Oh my God!” Yvette gasped, taking in the spectacular panorama before her eyes, a panorama of cock, of deep male lust. In imagining this scene, she had envisioned such a conclusion. Satiated, blissfully cummed-out, she would lay back and watch an all-male finale.

She wanted to see her lover take not one, but two cocks. She wanted to see the three men blissfully lost in the throes of cock-passion. And that’s exactly what she was seeing. Three lithe, naked men, spectacularly coupled. And so much cock!

Straddling his face, Brian now took hold of Don’s ankles, holding his legs back so his pal, behind him, had nice, easy access to Don’s bottom. With unblinking, amazed eyes Yvette now watched Tommy steadily slam that cock of his into Don’s ass. And Don was loving it, arching his body upwards, meeting Tommy’s thrusts, greedy for it.

Now Yvette’s eyes drifted upwards to Brian’s cock, Don grabbing hold of the thick shaft, looking right at Yvette as he took it in his mouth.

“Oh yeah, suck it, do it!” she hissed, “it’s tasty isn’t it. It’s Yvette-flavored.”

She had climaxed only minutes ago but, again, arousal got the better of her as eager fingers drifted down to the warm valley between her legs.

“You look so good with two cocks inside you, take it baby!” she urged as Don’s mouth hungrily engulfed Brian’s penis. Don’s own rigid cock was sticking up straight, untouched, vividly rising out of his lean, flat stomach. She smiled to herself, appreciating how much Don was loving it, loving the cock fucking him, loving the other cock fed to him.

Three men, three masculine men. Three lust-driven studs drunk on male pleasure, drunk on cock and mouth and ass! The recognition made Yvette shiver with refreshed arousal.

She was witness to this astounding display of virility and passion, this display of big, beautiful hard cock! Yvette couldn’t help smiling to herself; she was one contented slut!

And then that first striking sign of imminent male release. Tommy began to breathe hard, to pant, his face became flushed and he shut his eyes. And then, with a grunt and a quiver, he buried his cock deep in Don’s ass and there, Yvette was certain, found his pleasure, unleashing the flood within.

And it was only a moment later that Brian, too, showed all the signs, his face flushing, his eyes closing, the groaning, the body stiffening, then the spasms, the twitching. Her eyes drifted quickly to his cock, nested in Don’s mouth, a cock she swore she could actually see throbbing. And the next thing she saw was cum spilling from Don’s mouth as he sucked in the cock, the cock now ejaculating copiously between his lips.

“Ohhhhhhhh, yessss!!!!!!!’ Yvette groaned, sharing in the explosive moment.

And then the third. A cock most remarkably not touched in any way, not by Don himself, not by the other two. A cock just sticking up like a rocket ready to launch. Her eyes glazed in awe as she watched that cock erupt now, launching spurt after spurt after spurt of rich semen, the jets splattering against all over Brian’s back.

Yvette rushed over and took Don’s cock in her mouth, managing to save the last few spurts for herself, tasting his familiar essence, greedy for it.

And then she came up to Don, gazed at him again, drops of Don’s cum on her lips, Don’s own lips dripping Brian’s, Tommy’s pooling in the depths of Don’s ass. Three men, three cocks, three sublime orgasms, three copious ejaculations.

“Oh baby, kiss me!” Yvette sighed, pressing her warm, cummy, sticky lips to Don’s.

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