In Fantasies 04 I and my wife Mary took on Angie. It's only fair to give her husband Brent a chance at my wife. Balance is good, right?
Categories:
Consensual - Subject a willing participant, goal is satisfaction of me or both I and subject(s).
Non-Consensual - Subject not a willing participant, but passive. There is little or no effort to resist. Includes subjects too scared to resist, unconscious subjects, and those too drunk/drugged to resist.
Rape - Subject not a willing participant, there is effort to resist. The goal is sexual violation, violence is a tool. Possibly some excess violence as a secondary goal.
Brutalize - Much more violence than is needed to overcome resistance. Inflicting pain is a goal, not just a method.
Snuff! - Death of the subject is the goal.
MMF: Mary gets double the cum.
Mary, Brent, and I. 2 tits, 3 mouths, 1 cunt, 2 cock.
Setup -
Mary and I meet Angie and Brent in LA for the E3 game expo. We are all staying at a nice hotel near the convention center, so that Mary and I do not have to drive the round trip home each day.
The third day Angie has a legal association awards banquet to attend. Angie will not be back until 1 or 2 AM, so Mary and I will have to entertain Brent that evening. Brent and I will be out at the show, and we will meet Mary at the hotel in the late afternoon.
During lunch Brent and I discuss our respective sex lives, and we develop our plan for the evening. When the expo closes we ride the shuttle back to our hotel and Brent goes to shower and change while I head to Mary's and my room where Brent will join us shortly.
Consensual-
By the time Brent knocks on the door of our mini-suite I have carefully set both him and Mary up with different, but compatible instructions. I have just discussed Brent with Mary, bringing up conversations we have had in the past where we speculated on the concept of 3-way sex. Our talks had just been foreplay, at the "someday we should consider doing this” stage.
I've suggested to Mary that Brent might be a candidate, and told her that tonight we could look him over to talk about his suitability for some possible fun time in the future. This is not what I've told Brent, and Mary is in for a surprise.
I'm drying off from my own shower when Brent knocks on the door. I wrap on my thin robe, tie the waist belt, and let Brent into the room. As Brent goes across the room to where Mary sits on the couch, I re-introduce them. "Brent, I believe you briefly met my lovely wife Mary before, and Mary, I know you remember meeting Brent."
Mary struggles to a standing position as Brent reaches her, lifting her arms for a welcoming hug and cheek kiss. "Didn't you say Mary, that you thought he had a good package?"
Mary blushed redly as Brent embraced her, his arms going high and low around her torso. He bent forward to kiss her as I went on, "Mary, in return Brent confessed today that he thought of you as a hot, sexy looking fat slut, ripe for a good, hard fuck!"
Mary's eyes went wide in surprise, even before Brent pulled her hard against himself, his mouth going to hers. He kissed her full on the mouth, his right hand coming up her back to hold the back of her head, even as his left hand pressed low into the small of her back, keeping her groin against his. I had noticed as Brent went by me that he already had a hard-on, and I knew that Mary was feeling it pressing against her belly. Mary was rigid in his grasp, completely caught by surprise. She tried to say something in a shocked, or perhaps outraged tone, but the sound was muffled by the pressure of Brent's lips against hers. Her visible eye focused on me, a frown creasing her forehead. I did not, as she perhaps expected, come to her rescue, just smiled at her.
Brent, of course, had been told that Mary was ready and willing for sex with him, and he also held still, wondering why Mary was not reacting as he expected.
As I had hoped Mary's body settled the issue. I saw her shudder a little as her ever-present sex drive took over, and she seemed to melt against Brent. Her visible eye closed, her arms tightened around him, and she returned the kiss, her lips relaxing and then working against his. I saw her jaw moving, and knew that she had opened her mouth, and that his tongue was in her mouth, working against hers. Brent's mouth came off Mary's, his grip on her head turning her face aside as his mouth went to her neck, licking and nibbling at the soft flesh of the curve between her back and shoulder.
Mary looked past me over Brent's shoulder, her eyes unfocused as she sighed and then moaned softly. Brent turned the two of them a little, and I could see his left hand with his fingers clenched deeply into her soft ass, his fingers sunk almost out of sight in her slacks. He kissed her mouth again, grinding his groin against her while kneading her ass during the long kiss.
I moved towards them, going behind Mary to press myself against her. Brent moved his hand from her ass to the small of her back, letting me grab her hips and push my groin against her ample buttocks. Mary's head was tilted to one side by the kiss, letting me lick and nibble at the nape of her neck, mixing my drool with Brent's
When he broke the kiss they both gasped for air and he let go of her, stepping back a little. I promptly reached up and around Mary, sliding my hands over her heaving breasts to claw for the middle of her blouse. I grabbed the seam and pulled hard, tearing the blouse open with a dramatic set of popping noises as her buttons went flying. Mary jumped in surprise, her startled gasp becoming a complaining "Gary! You tore my..Ohhh!"
Her complaint became a surprised sigh when Brent grabbed her bra-clad breasts, his fingers probing and pinching at both nipples. Mary swayed a little, but stood passive, not resisting as I pulled her blouse back and off down her arms. She was breathing heavily, just standing there while Brent teased her nipples to erect hardness through the thin red lace of her bra. I reached around Mary again, reaching up between Brent's hands to undo the front closure of her bra. Mary jumped a little when the second hook came free, her tits sagging as her naked cleavage was exposed. Brent let go of her nipples for a moment so that I could pull the bra off, leaving Mary naked from the waist up.
Brent accepted the invitation posed by Mary’s naked breasts, grabbing them not with his palms over the nipples as I would have but by circling the outer sides with both hands as handles to yank her to him. Brent rubbed her grip-bulged nipples against his chest while kissing Mary roughly and wetly, licking at her lips before covering her mouth with his. I could hear Brent growl into Mary’s mouth, drawing a muffled whimper from her. Mary wobbled, barely able to stay standing and clearly held up by the rough grip on her breasts. I moved from behind Mary to beside them just in time to see the long strand of drool between their mouths when Brent roughly shoved Mary back by her breasts, pushing her towards the couch and letting go.
Brent's hands went to his waist opening his belt, then his pants, and yanking down his zipper. Mary had barely come to a jiggling stop on the couch when Brent pushed his pants and boxer shorts down.
The first thing Brent said to Mary was "Hello." as he crossed the room to reach her. The second was "Suck it!" as his erect cock sprang up in front of her face.
I moved closer, watching Brent hold the top of Mary's head with one hand and the shaft of his cock with the other. He rubbed his swollen glans across her lips, smearing her lipstick on her cheek and leaving a glistening smear of gooey pre-cum. On the return stroke Mary's lips parted, and he slowly pushed the head of his cock into her opening mouth. Brent gave Mary only a moment to prepare, moving his right hand to join his left in holding the top of her head and pulling her towards his groin.
Mary had to lean forward, the angle tilting her head back a bit as half of, most of, all of Brent's erection sank into her face. Mary took it without hesitation, the full single thrust going all the way in. I could hear Mary gulp and gurgle as she willingly swallowed, helping the invading cock push into her throat. Brent's grip kept Mary's forehead against his lower belly for a good 15 seconds, saying "Yeah baby, lick them, lick them good!"
I knelt down next to Brent and Mary, amazed to see Mary's mouth gaping so open that her tongue was protruding under the base of his cock, the tip licking at the front of Brent's scrotum.
Mary's face was darkening as she ran low on air, and when Brent suddenly pulled back to yank his cock out of her throat she gasped for air around his glans he did not take out of her mouth. Brent gave Mary time for a couple of breaths and then pushed forward again. This time he pulled back as soon as his whole cock was in Mary, starting up a steady rhythm that let her either inhale or exhale on each stroke. My cock ached, rock hard and tenting my robe before I yanked open the belt and stripped. I quickly started stroking myself while watching.
My masturbating hand moved in time with Brent's thrusts, his pace getting steadily faster. I had been unsure about watching someone else fucking my Wife, but was really turned on. This was not the lovemaking, the sharing of intimacy that defined sex between Mary and I. This was fucking, Brent's purely selfish use of Mary for his own satisfaction. He was not at all concerned about making sure her needs were met, he just wanted to get his rocks off. The pure, direct motivation excited me, as if I was the one fucking her face. Face fucking was the right de***********ion, Mary was not giving him a blowjob, he was fucking her.
In spite of, or likely because of, the way Brent was using Mary she was getting off on it. Her arms came up, her hands grabbing at his buttocks to pull him towards her on the inward strokes. I could see red lines streaking Brent's pale ass her Mary's fingers clawed his ass to pull him forward harder and faster. When she clawed too hard Brent winced and muttered "Carefull, Bitch" and shoved his cock in especially hard and fast, his groin smacking her face. Mary moaned her next breath out and clawed again to pull him in. Brent's fucking of Mecy's throat got rougher, showing me I had been mistaken, that he had been trying to considerate of Mary. Now Brent started using Mary roughly, ramming his swollen cock through her mouth and down her throat as hard as he wanted to.
I was amazed, and really aroused by Mary's obvious excitement at the rough treatment. Her nipples were very erect, jutting and swollen as her shaking, pendulous breasts slapped his legs. She pulled one hand off his ass to grab and tweak her left nipple, pinching and twisting it. Mary was coughing and choking, raggedly pulling in air when she was not gagging up spit and mucus. It did not take a lot of the face fucking to get Brent to orgasm.
Brent gasped down at Mary "Yes, yes, yes! Take it slut, take it all. Take my cum in your belly, take it!.”
Brent suddenly groaned loudly, rammed his throbbing cock forcefully down Mary's throat, and held her in gurgling in place as his balls visibly throbbed. Brent twitched a dozen times, and I could see Mary's throat working as she frantically swallowed the pulsing cum that spurted down her throat. When Brent finished draining his balls into Mary's belly he let go of her head and staggered back, yanking his drooling cock out of her mouth. Brent sat heavily in one of the chairs facing the couch.
Mary was coughing and choking, runny drool, gooey white cum and sticky strands of mucus coating her chin and leaking into her cleavage, some of it dripping off her heaving chest to the floor. The sight of Mary having trouble coping with Brent's jizm set me off. With my left hand frantically jacking my own throbbing cock, I quickly moved to right in front of Mary. Through her coughing she yelped as my right hand grabbed her hair to yank her head up, tilting her face up at me as I came. Mary closed her eyes at the close view of my spurting cock-head, just in time as my hot sperm splashed across her face. I came very hard, jet after jet of thick jizz hitting her forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks. By the time my orgasm tapered off the rest of her face was as despoiled as her mouth, chin, and tits.
I felt my knees weakening and twisted aside, dropping onto the couch next to Mary as the room tilted and spun.