Part Eighteen

Ted pressed his legs against his wife's thighs, then smiled as she snuggled back against him. He'd finally allowed her back in his bed and, frankly, was much relieved to see her return. Kim had been a very ardent lover, but had far too much youthful energy and enthusiasm. She had just plain worn him out with her incessant need for attention and sex.

His wife had worked hard to get back on his good side, treating him like a king, and attending to his every need and desire. She'd clearly learned her lesson, and had finally and fully come around to his way of thinking. It felt good to have her next to him again, at the ready to fulfill his need for a hug, a touch, or anything more.

Though he knew they'd overcome a major obstacle, he had another worry. The General still hadn't come to call, which left the whole family in a state of limbo. Now that he'd had a chance to check into the General's schedule, he'd come to understand that other pressing matters had called the man from their home. If the General didn't show up soon, they could be looking at shorter rations, because they needed that warehouse chit to stock up their larder. Ted felt sure that once the General sampled his wife, he'd be back for more visits. It was just a matter of getting the man to appear.

A muffled noise broke his train of thought. It had come from downstairs. Maybe one of the girls had gotten up for a snack? He heard footsteps coming up the stairs, too heavy to be one of the girls. Intruders! He reached for the pistol in the drawer next to the bed and received the shock of his life. A strong hand, a man's hand, took hold of his wrist in an iron grip, while another hand clamped over his mouth, stifling his scream for help. How had someone snuck into his bedroom? And who was coming up the stairs? In the gloom he made out two piercing eyes looking down at him from within a stocking-capped head. "Calm yourself, Mr. Donovan. The General wishes to visit your wife now."

Ted immediately willed himself to relax, though his heart was pumping a mile a minute. This soldier, no, commando, had somehow snuck into his bedroom without him even noticing it! Suddenly he felt very glad that men like this were on his side. He started to get out of bed in order to leave The General and his wife alone, but the hand stopped him. "The General prefers that you stay, Mr. Donovan. He'll be here in a moment, and I'll be right outside the door. Just in case." The man's dry, unemotional tone left Ted feeling completely vulnerable, as though his life were hanging in the balance.

He sat up in the bed as the General entered the room, allowing the commando to slip out. "Mr. Donovan. Sorry I had to leave so quickly earlier this week. Duty called. But I have been looking forward to getting a closer look at your wife's big tits. And since she appears to be still asleep, maybe you could help me have some fun with her."

"What do you want me to do?" Ted whispered, so as not to wake his wife.

At the General's direction, Ted pulled the covers down a bit, revealing Terri's lingerie-clad body. He was suddenly very happy that his wife had dressed sexily that night. Even in the gloom, he could see the white teddy clinging seductively to her smooth curves, accentuating her breasts even more. She'd even worn his favorite combination to bed: garters, white stockings and no panties, knowing how much he liked to have easy access in an attractive package. Ted kept the sheet where it just covered his wife's bare pussy, hoping to create a more mysterious tableau.

"Let's give her a little surprise, hmmm?" the General said, moving to the side of the bed. Ted watched as the man unsnapped his fatigues and pushed them down, then pulled his half-erect cock from inside his boxer shorts. Leaning over the bed, he dangled his cock into Terri's face, dragging the head back and forth against her cheek and lips. "Why don't you give her a little encouragement?" the General ordered, summoning Ted.

Ted leaned over his wife and put his mouth near her ear. "Suck my cock, bitch. Now!" he whispered loudly, his finger prodding at her mouth. Instinctively, Terri opened her mouth and the General slipped his cock inside. Ted watched closely as her tongue went to work on the General's dick, while she still hadn't opened her eyes. Was she still asleep? "Suck it harder, you cunt!" he whispered demandingly, this time prodding her breast with a finger. In response, she sped up her ministrations, the slurping growing much more pronounced. Surely she was awake now!

"Is that the best you can do cunt?" he demanded, even as the General's cock grew harder and harder. Finally she opened her eyes, nearly gagging as she realized that the voice in her ear didn't belong to the same man as the cock in her mouth. "Honey," he said sweetly, enjoying her surprise immensely, "the General's here to fuck your slutty body. So be a good wife and do whatever he says."

He was pleased to see that she reacted correctly, nodding her head as she sucked even harder on the thick cock in her mouth. He had, in fact, been just a tiny bit worried that she would refuse to do her duty in the end, leaving all of them in a very dangerous position.

As though magnetically attracted, the General's hands were drawn to Terri's lush breasts. At first he simply caressed the half globes showing above her teddy, but then his groping grew bolder and more insistent. Ted once more lent a hand, this time unfastening the hidden buttons down the length of the lingerie, at last laying open his wife's quivering body to the General's probing gaze. From the way he manhandled Terri's nipples, it was clear to Ted that the General was a big boob lover, and so he wasn't surprised when the next request was to "get my meat between those big ol' titties."

Ted pulled the now-useless lingerie from under his wife while the General positioned himself on top of Terri, his fat, moistened cock swaying in front of her eyes. To Ted it didn't appear to be much larger than his own cock, but Terri fairly cooed in surprise and delight as she took it in her hands. "Can we use some cinnamon oil on it?" she asked. "It helps it stay slippery and tastes good, too."

When the General shot a questioning look at him, Ted concurred, "You get a much better tit fuck with the oil. And unlike baby oil, she can suck you later on without having to clean it off."

He gave the bottle to his wife, who tenderly applied it to the cock dangling before her. After a slight repositioning, the General slid his rigid member between her proud tits, which she pushed together for maximum friction. In no time he was sliding back and forth, his shaft disappearing into her soft boob flesh right up to the hilt, while on the other end Terri sucked on the protruding cock head. Ted could attest to how good it felt to be fucking her that way; he'd done it himself many times. Terri liked it too. She moaned with every stroke, and pressed her nipples inward so that the strong, pumping shaft rubbed against each one.

Finally he pulled out and pushed his way down her body, to where her legs lay splayed open and ready. Ted knew this progression well. Lips-to-nips-to-lips he called it. The favorite path of any man who liked a good set of tits beneath him. The General wasted no time in lining himself up and plunging his raging hard-on into the steamy pussy beneath him. Ted watched as pure pleasure flooded his wife's face, and he felt a pang of jealousy when she moaned and gasped in obvious pleasure. Why should he be jealous, he asked himself. They'd spent three months to get to this point. Three months of teaching and training and sucking and fucking. Besides, he reminded himself, with Terri's membership in the Enclave community came some definite benefits for himself. Like more food. Better clothing. Extra toiletries. Plus the chance to swap wives in the Big Breast Club, and the opportunity to fuck all kinds of teen pussy when a certain group of fathers let him join their club. So he was really trading one cunt for many. Still, he couldn't help but react to Terri's pleasurable reaction. Unless, of course, she was simply acting as a way to get his goat and punish him for punishing her. That, he realized, was a distinct possibility, given her past sneakiness. He'd have to keep an eye out for it.

Terri now had her legs spread wide and canted high in the air, allowing the General to have full access to her shuddering cunt. As he slammed into her, Ted could see her juices glistening on his sculpted shaft, with drops of her moisture decorating his balls and pubic hairs. After another minute of hardcore fucking, the General turned her onto her hands and knees and slammed his cock back into her red, hot pussy. Now Ted could watch her boobs bounce and jiggle with each stroke, despite the way she braced her arms and legs for impact. As the General increased the pace of his pounding, Ted could tell that his climax was only moments away. After a final hard slam, the General slapped Terri on the ass. Just as Ted had trained her, she wheeled around and took the General's well-lubricated cock into her mouth. With unrelenting urgency, the General crammed his cock in and out of her mouth, skull-fucking her powerfully.

With one hand clinging greedily to his balls, the General pulled out of her mouth and pressed her free hand to his wet shaft. Two jerks later a huge stream of hot cum erupted from the tip and splashed all over her upturned face. She opened her mouth wide and swayed back and forth, trying to catch as much of the sticky white stream as possible. After glazing her face as much as possible, the General turned his attention to her tits, squeezing out the last few drops onto her fleshy globes, where they began to drip down onto her stomach and quivering pussy.

Terri pulled the General's cock back into her mouth and cleaned it lovingly with her tongue. Then, just as Ted had taught her, she scooped glob after glob of viscous cum into her mouth, letting both of them see how much she enjoyed eating warm, freshly shot cum.

"Nice fuck," the General complimented, grabbing a handful of Terri's tit and squeezing it. "I'll be looking forward to coming back here. And I mean sooner rather than later. Are your daughters as talented as your wife?"

"They share their mother's beauty, but not her experience," Ted said tactfully. "Of course, there's no measuring youthful enthusiasm."

"I don't know, I wouldn't mind trying to measure it!" the General declared.

Ted shared a meaningful look with his wife as she went back to stroking and cleaning the General's quickly deflating cock. Not much later, the General was heading out the door, pausing at the front door to hand Ted a warehouse chit. By the look in his eyes, and the way he nodded to his men, Ted could tell that he would be a frequent guest in their house for some time.

He looked at the chit. Not only had the General marked them down for access to the basics, but he'd also added a few extra shares of meat, fruit and clothing. And, of course, the chit also opened up a whole other buffet for him one filled with big-titted wives and tight teen pussy. Given the stress he was under at work, it'd be just the thing to salve his jangled nerves. The thought of it was enough to harden his cock.

Back in the bedroom, Ted looked with love and lust at his freshly-fucked wife. Their move to The Enclave had been worth all the trouble and more. Even if she was just play-acting in her submissive devotion to him, at least he was getting what he wanted. And in time, she'd come to see just how much better it was to have him fully in control. Just like Kim and Kath already did. The thought of presiding like a god over these three beautiful women caused him to swell even more.

"Spread your legs, woman!" he ordered his wife, lining up his rock-hard shaft with her swollen pussy. As he plunged into her humid box, he looked down at his wife, his slave, his fuck toy, and could only smile at how great his future looked from this vantage point. To get safety, security, shelter and food, he only had to give up his sovereignty over his wife and children. That wasn't much, was it?

The End.