From time to time she would turn and look him in the eye; it was almost as if she was trying to share her pleasure with him. Pete also looked up at him from time to time. He too was making his pleasure known but he was not sharing it with him; Pete was keeping that pleasure to himself. Larry too was getting pleasure from it all. His cock was hard again as he watched Pete’s cock moving in and out of Ginny’s pussy; its thick shaft glistened with their juices.
Larry had seen couples fucking on screen before with the most intimate of close up shots and all the sounds of pleasure echoing around the room but it was nothing compared to watching it from his viewpoint. He could hear the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh; he could hear the sounds of flesh penetrating flesh and he could hear the sounds, not just of their intake of breath, but also the expelling of air as they gasped and groaned in pleasure. Larry could also smell the scents of sex. Ginny’s musky scent of her juices as she orgasmed permeated the air.
Watching sex on screen was not the same. Here Larry was not just an observer, he was also a participant. He was sharing their pleasure. He looked at Pete as he fucked Ginny; he knew what it is like from a male point of view. He knew that with each deep thrust inside her he was getting closer and closer to his own climax. He knew that Pete would soon be screaming out his final cry; the final cry that would tell Ginny that his cum was on its way. He also knew that it would be all be followed by a long series of pleasurable groans as his cum began to fill her. It was no surprise when that scream came just as it was no surprise when the groans came but it did come as a surprise to see the expressions on Pete’s face. It was almost impossible to describe in words that expression of pleasure.
Larry held her hand not just all through her fucking but also afterwards as she lay there recuperating. Then afterwards, as she released her tight grip, he leant over and kissed her. She looked up at him as he kissed her and then offered her lips to him again. She may have just offered her cunt to Pete for his pleasure but she had not offered him her lips in appreciation of her pleasure afterwards; that had been reserved for her husband.
Pete did get to kiss her. As he pulled away from her they kissed before standing to his feet. Larry found it difficult to take his eyes off his cock. It was still erect and it glistened with Ginny’s juices and his own cum. Ginny noticed him looking and sat up to take Pete’s cock in her hand. She looked at Larry and smiled and then ran her tongue over its tip before turning to look at Larry again. For a moment he thought he was imagining things but when she pointed Pete’s cock towards him he knew that he wasn’t.
He was stunned. The thought had never entered his mind before but it obviously had entered Ginny’s mind. She reached for the back of his head and began to gently propel him towards it. Larry seemed helpless as she guided his head to Pete’s cock. She held his head just inches away and then ran her tongue back over the tip of Pete’s cock before turning and looking Larry in the eye. She was telling him to do it; Ginny was telling Larry to take the cock off the man that had just fucked her into his mouth. She gently pulled him again and as the tip of Pete’s cock touched his lips she reached down for his erection. “I know that you would like to clean it up for me before he fucks me again, wouldn’t you?” she said to him.
Larry’s lips engulfed Pete’s cock. He could taste her juices; he could taste Pete’s cum. He seemed to have no control over himself at all. Ginny’s fingers closed around his cock and her hand began to move back and forth.
“That’s it,” she told him, “make it all nice and clean and then you can clean my pussy up of all Pete’s thick creamy cum.”
Larry groaned and then began to enthusiastically move his mouth back and forth on Pete’s erection. He was surprised at the texture of his flesh; he was surprised at its softness and yet it was so firm. He was also surprised that he found himself enjoying it and when Ginny pulled him away he was surprised at his disappointment. With her hand still cupping the back of his head, Ginny settled back on the bench with her legs wide apart. Larry didn’t any prompting to know what was expected of him.
Pete’s cum was oozing from her and he quickly pushed out his tongue to stem the flood. This was something that he had fantasised about; this was something that he had always wanted to do. The humiliation of cleaning another man’s cum from Ginny’s pussy always had him in a high state of arousal. Now, he was doing it. He wasn’t just lying back in bed pleasuring himself with such thoughts he was actually doing it for real. He was using his tongue to lick and scoop up another man’s cum from his wife’s cunt.
Ginny moaned in pleasure and Pete stood at his side urging him on. Larry glanced at him; he was holding his cock as he urged Larry to quickly clean her. “I’ve got lots more to put there,” he told him.
It was about ten minutes later when he finally pulled away. His face glistened with their juices. Ginny kissed him and then held on to Pete’s outstretched hands. He had plans for her; plans to fuck her. Not just anywhere this time but in Larry’s bed. He had fucked her earlier in his bed but this would be different. Larry would be in the house as he fucked her; Larry would hear him fucking his wife.
“You stay downstairs,” Pete told him as he led Ginny away.
Larry watched them disappear from view. He heard them climb the stairs together; He heard the bedroom door click behind them. He heard the sounds of the bed as they settled inside it. There was silence for a few minutes and then he heard the sounds of the bed again. He heard Ginny’s moans; soft at first and then becoming louder. He heard the sounds of the bed again. There was a moment’s silence and then the sounds of the bed springs could be heard again. They were slow and rhythmic at first and then the sounds of the bed springs increased. The head board began to bang against the wall and then the sounds of loud moans and cries filled the whole house.
Ginny was getting fucked.
Final screams echoed around the house and then came the silence.
Ginny had been fucked.
It was about fifteen minutes later when they came back down the stairs. Pete was still naked from the waist down but Ginny had changed. No longer was she wearing the red top and skirt along with her red underwear; Ginny now wore one of Larry’s shirts without any underwear at all. Ginny kissed him as she threw her arms around his neck. It was a long and lingering kiss. She reached down and held his bulge for a few moments. “Why don’t you get your pants in the wash and come down and join us for a bedtime drink,” she told him. ”Don’t both putting pants back on.”
When he joined them a few minutes later they were sitting in the lounge with a glass of wine. Pete and Ginny were sat together on the settee. Larry went to sit on his usual armchair but Ginny patted the seat next to her. “Come and join us,” she told him.
As he sat down Ginny put her wine glass down and reached out with her hands and took their cocks in her hands. “Hmmm, this is nice,” she said. “What more could a girl wish for?”
Both men were starting to show the beginnings of another erection.
“I never told you what my fantasy was, did I?” she said turning to him.
Larry recalled that Saturday morning when she had caught him. ‘You tell me yours and I’ll tell you mine,’ she had said to him.
He shook his head, “No you didn’t,” he told her.
“A few months ago I was in the hairdressers and I read a true story in a magazine,” she said.” It was about a polygamous relationship between two men and woman. They all met up at Law School and by chance they ended up sharing a three bedroomed house. As time went by, students being students, she began having sex with them. She liked them both but she didn’t want any emotional involvement that would detract from her studies. The two guys took turns at night sharing her bed; sometimes they would all sleep together.
They all got on really well and continued the relationship throughout the whole of their studies. When time came to leave they all found themselves joining law firms in the same city and decided to rent a house together again. It made economic sense for one thing and for another, none of them were interested in settling down in a serious relationship so the sex continued. She enjoyed the arrangement. She had a high sex drive and she had two well endowed and horny guys needing sexual pleasure as well. It was perfect.
Over the next few years they all qualified and decided to set up their own firm of solicitors. Once again they set up home together and bought their own home, it was perfect arrangement. They became a good team. Ten years on into their relationship she began to notice that her body clock was moving on; it was time to start thinking about settling down and motherhood. The problem was that by now she had grown to love the two men and becoming all conventional and marrying one of them was going to cause hurt and pain. Anyway, one night over dinner the subject came round to the future and she told them about her predicament. One of the guys suggested that they didn’t have to live by conventional rules if they didn’t want to and the decision was taken to not only carry on but that each of the men would father his own child with her.
The guys drew lots and over the next three years she bore a boy and a girl to them. The children have just started school and she is pregnant with the first of another planned two more children. She says that life is good. Their business is doing well and the relationship is still as strong as ever. They rarely have fall outs and life is ideal.
When I read the story I thought ‘I wouldn’t mind a life like that.’ So there it is – my fantasy.”
Both men looked at each other.
“Are you saying that…? “ Pete asked.
“I’m not suggesting that we… us… ” she told him. “Fuck, we hardly know each other. No, I was just sharing my fantasy and sitting here like this makes it kind of real.”
“I suppose it does,” Larry replied as he looked at her sitting there, half naked and holding the cocks of two half naked males.
“I suppose I’m saying that one day I would like to take your cuckold fantasy one step further,” she told him.
She turned to Pete. “And what’s your fantasy then?” she told him.
“I… I don’t think I have one as such,” he told her as he slipped his hand between her thighs. “But I suppose in one way I am living it. I’ve always fancied you. I’ve always wanted to fuck you. Larry beat me to it at college in asking you out.”
Larry was a little shocked at his confession. Ginny leaned over and kissed him. “I wouldn’t have gone out with you anyway,” she told him. “I was a little scared of your reputation.”
“And now?” he asked.
Ginny kissed him again and then looked down at the huge erection that she was holding in her hand. “Well, I’m a changed girl now,” she told him. “I need a man with a bit of a reputation.”
They kissed again.
Ginny turned to Larry and kissed him as she gave his cock a gentle stroke. “I also need a man who understands that I have needs that require attending to by others,” she told him.
Larry reached between her parted thighs only to find Pete’s hand firmly entrenched there. Ginny sat back and opened her legs wider for them. Pete moved his hand slightly to allow Larry’s hand to touch her pussy as well. For a moment they sat in silence. Ginny with legs splayed wide and the men stroking her sex with their fingers.
“So Larry,” Pete said. “What’s the arrangement from now on as far as cuckolding you? With that other couple I knew we would make arrangements in advance.”
Larry felt Ginny’s fingers tighten their grip around his erection.
“I think making things formal like that would kind of kill the passion,” Ginny said. “What do you think?”
“I guess it would.”
“So when Pete wants to fuck me he can just call round then?”
Her fingers were gently stroking him now. He looked across at Pete. “I suppose you would be dropping by on a regular basis, Pete?”
Pete smiled and nodded. “I will want to fuck Ginny quite a lot, Larry.”
“Larry and I will need some quality time together as well, Pete,” Ginny cut in.
“Sure,” he told her. “I respect that. But in these types of relationships the Alpha male should always have priority.”
“And who decides on who the Alpha male is?” she asked him. “Assuming that it means whoever provided the better sex.”
“That has to be your choice, of course,” he replied.
Ginny was silent for a moment as she gripped both cocks tightly. She then turned to Larry, “You’re okay with me making that choice then?” she asked him.
Larry sighed. He knew what her answer was going to be anyway. He nodded silently.
Ginny leant over and gave him a kiss. “I do love you, you know that, don’t you?” she said to him.
He nodded.
“But… but sex is better with Pete, at the moment,” she told him. “And… and I think that he should be the Alpha male in our three-way relationship, if that’s okay.”
Larry nodded and then kissed her. Ginny pulled away from Pete so that she could hold and kiss Larry. Larry ran his hands over her breasts and the down her body. His fingers halted between her cunt lips. It was now that the realisation hit him that cuckolding was more than letting your wife have sex with men, it was also about giving up your sole rights to have sex with her. Ginny had been released from the convention of marital fidelity. She was now free to have sex with anyone she desired.
Ginny could sense that he was deep in thought and she reached for erection. “Don’t worry,” she told him, “you will be regularly taken care of and nothing will be held back from you.”
Larry kissed her.
Ginny glanced up at the clock on the wall. It was ten thirty. “I think it’s bed time now,” she said. “I don’t have to be in till lunchtime but I guess Pete needs to be away early as do you.”
Larry nodded.
“I’ll leave you to lock up,” she told him as she reached for Pete’s hand.
Larry watched them step past him, hand in hand. He watched them leave the room together; Ginny half naked and Pete sporting a huge erection. He knew that in a few moments he would hear the bedroom door close behind them. He would hear the bed creak under their weight as the slipped under the covers. He would hear Ginny moan as Pete began to make love to her. He would hear the bed creak again as he mounted her then the rhythmic creaking would start. Pete would pound her slowly but forcibly at first and then he would speed up as they neared their orgasms. Ginny’s cries would become very audible, filling the whole house. Pete’s equally loud groan would quickly follow as he filled her with his seed.
Then would come the silence; it would be as if nothing had taken place at all.
