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Chapter 3
Poor Charles took a brutal going over from his wife and the young couple. With the help of Andrew she put her husband on the trapeze, a spreader bar that was fastened by means of a pulley to the headboard of the platform to which Charles was stretched. Using this simple device, his body could be moved into a variety of positions that gave the ladies easy access to his bumhole as well as his cock. Soon everyone was naked and the fun began. The women worked as a team, one jacking Charles' prong, while the other gave him head. Every few minutes they traded places to allow a fresh arm to be available for flogging his hard length of stiff meat. When Emily was satisfied that her husband was as hard as he could get, she produced a cock ring and tightened it to the maximum while Marsha kept a steady suctioning action on the head of his rigid member.
" Since my dear husband seems to have so much trouble gaining an erection, this will guarantee that he will properly service us this evening." Emily announced, when she was satisfied that the cock ring could not be tightened further despite the best efforts of Andrew, who lent his male strength to the task. By then Charles was moaning from the pain radiating from his rapidly swelling sex organ. Emily made a big production of thanking Andrew for his assistance, greedily sucking his cock until he was within a few seconds of release. Then she popped it from her mouth and gave him a wink, leaving him hanging.
Now the women took a turn on Charles' stiff sausage, bouncing up and down on it while the other sucked his tongue and made him eat out her quim. Marsha was quite taken by the older man's technique which actually brought her off on at least one occasion during this session. Emily, always the trouble-making scamp, tried to interest Andrew in allowing her husband to rim his arsehole and lick his balls while the ladies were using his swollen purplish-colored willie. He refused, arguing that he was no faggot. Emily smiled and whispered to Marsha that her husband had a lot to learn before he was a mature lover such as her Charles, who was always up, in a metaphoric sense, for anything she might suggest. She proceeded to tell the story of how she talked Charles into once having sex with a dog in front of some friends, while he was restrained and blindfolded.
Then Emily rubbed a fiery ointment over her husband's testicles and grinned as he reacted to a sensation akin to his balls catching fire. To stifle his cries she ground her sloppy, wet snatch against his face. They used the trapeze to gain access to his bunghole. While Charles sucked on Marsha's cunt and arsehole, his wife tried to convince a reluctant Andrew to hold a bullet vibrator in place once she had properly located it to maximize the stimulation it could provide to her husband's prostate, which by now was the size of a potato to hear her tell it. Emily went so far as to let a red-faced Andrew wear a latex glove while he held the tip of one finger against the whining adult toy.
This obstacle overcome, she excused herself to go pee, and when she returned, Emily was wearing a pair of piss-soaked cotton underpants. " I pissed me knickers. I hope Charles can clean up the mess." Emily said with a wicked grin. The plump, mischievous woman rolled the sodden drawers down and placed them over her husband's face. " Be sure to get every drop out of them, or we'll have to do this again when Marsha pees in her knickers." Emily threatened.
Charles' penis slowly turned a deep purple color and the cock ring had almost disappeared into his swollen sex organ. He had been sucking the pee from his wife's soaked panties for almost a half hour while the two women had taken turns using the vibrator to stimulate his prostate. It was Emily who impishly suggested that Andrew sodomize her husband. Marsha eagerly seconded her request. Andrew nearly lost his temper, and it seemed as if tonight's fun and games were about to be truncated. Marsha's face paled as she knew her husband was very reluctant to even consider anything having to do with another member of his own sex.
Charles on the other hand was extremely sophisticated and perhaps a bit more masochistic than her husband would ever be. Emily was obviously the more aggressive of the pair, but their relationship had evidently held up extremely well despite some of the things that poor Charles had to endure in order to keep peace in the family. Charles' wife gave Andrew a withering look that slowly turned into a smile as she came up with another way to make her husband's life just a bit more miserable. She quickly swung into action. Emily asked Andrew, in a voice dripping with sarcasm, if he would mind if she sucked him off and then transferred his cum to her husband's mouth so he could play with it for her amusement before swallowing and smacking his lips for more. The rather contrite young groom sheepishly nodded his head and with that the tension in the room was broken.
The plumpish woman quiickly went to her knees and began shamelessly sucking the young stud's cock in front of her husband, who still was sucking on her knickers that by now were wet with his saliva and nothing more. Meanwhile Marsha tried to apologize in her own way by working the vibrator in and out of Charles' bum, making sure to notice his reactions to where it was. Emily, her face filled with Andrew's meat, had a sparkle in her eyes that seemed to say that all was forgiven. Things got even better when Andrew's bride tried capturing the bald man's testicles one at a time and giving them a thorough coating of saliva. Then she blew on them causing the skin and its contents to cool and shrink slightly.
Emily happily nodded her head in approval and just about then Andrew blasted a huge load of cum into her mouth. There was so much, and it had caught her by surprise, that a small portion actually exited from her nostrils while she struggled to contain the remaining part in her mouth without swallowing it. Moving more quickly than previously, she replaced the sodden knickers from her husband's mouth and substituted the huge load of warm cum, fresh from Andrew's churning testicles. She grinned at her mate, gauging just how much strength remained in his slim body, and told him to gargle with her gift and not to dare swallow as much as one drop without her permission. Charles knew the drill and he complied, much to the delight and wonderment of the young couple. Now Emily began biting his purple-black sex organ to give him a new challenge. He met it with flying colors, still gargling and then swishing the armada of wigglers filling his mouth from one cheek to the other. When at last Emily nodded her head, he slowly allowed the load of salty sperm to slide down his throat without any choking.
Now a condom was quickly produced after the vibrator had been removed from Charles' bumhole and inserted into his mouth for cleaning. Emily impishly forced it down his gullet until he gagged. She knew he was on his last legs, and she wanted to make the most of it. The condom was soon rolled down the length of the hard plastic toy, then smeared with an ointment that would irritate the sensitive lining of Charles' anus as it was reamed. Marsha held his bum cheeks apart and watched as the sheathed vibrator began to penetrate his surprisingly tight hole. Emily's saliva soaked panties were used once more to gag Charles so that his cries would not call attention to the activities taking place in their suite.
The pair of female fiends took turns tormenting Charles' genitals, while the sheathed vibrator buzzed away and the ointment from the condom covering it was transferred to his sensitive intestinal lining, making it feel as if it had caught fire. Emily would squeeze her husband's aching testicles until his eyes threatened to pop from their sockets. Marsha enjoyed running her sharp fingernails up and down the length of his twitching blue-black penis, leaving deep furrows in her wake. They picked up the pace, driving the hard plastic tube deeper and deeper into the poor victim's bunghole. The ointment was driving Charles out of his mind, his thin body thashing mindlessly against the bonds that held him down to the bed. Emily could not resist the temptation and so she put on a latex glove and smeared a goodly amount of the fiery ointment on her husband's swollen shaft and scrotum. When she impishly place a dollop of it on the entrance to his urethra he went insane. Emily would not allow her husband to get in the way of her fun. She carefully spread the ointment so that it completely covered the head of her husband's blue-black member.
His eyes rolled back into his head and the poor man passed out. Marsha was still occupied with seeing just how much stimulation Charles' prostate could tolerate, and so she failed to pick up the fact that he was unconscious and doing his best to swallow the wet knickers which filled his mouth. It was Emily to the rescue, propping his mouth open so she could extricate the wet undergarment from his mouth. As it turned out, he had already begun choking on the part of it that had begun blocking his air passageway. It was touch and go for a few anxious minutes before he began coughing and his eyes opened. With the help of Andrew, the cock ring was removed from Charles' twitching, almost black prong.
Once more the wet knickers were stuffed into his mouth just before he began to writhe and scream from the terrible pain caused by the blood recirculating throughout his cock. " God this is fun!" exclaimed Marsha, bringing a laugh from Emily.
" Easy for you to say, I wonder what you'll be thinking tomorrow night when it's your turn to be the victim of love, or should I say lust, " the woman replied.
A minute or so later, Charles underwent some kind of seizure and passed out. Fortunately for all concerned, Emily was quick to react to her husband's distress, pulling the wet drawers from his mouth just as he began to reflexively swallow them. Ice was applied to his twitching penis and after a few very nervous minutes, his eyes opened once more. Emily burst into tears at the sight of her husband's pain etched face staring at her.
" Oh dear, we've gone beyond the pale and it's all my fault for not intervening sooner. You two must leave now so I can nurse Charles back to health. Please give me a call before noon so that we can discuss whether or not we should meet again. Right now I am none too keen for the idea," the woman said in a shrill trembling voice. A sheepish Andrew and Marsha quickly dressed and let themselves out of the couple's suite.
( To be continued - jethro jodhpur )
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