Sodom Tales - Saturday Night Sodomy

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Tom knew Emma was excited, highly aroused, and a little nervous. She ought to have been totally distracted by having Ryan’s cock thrust up her bottom but he could feel she was trembling slightly and knew she was wondering if she’d be able to manage what was about to happen…

* * *

The previous Saturday night, she and Tom had successfully seduced a 19-year-old Australian named Ryan who was working at a local school as a trainee teacher. Handsome, blond with a perfect Bondi beach tanned body, Ryan had appeared at Tom’s rugby club, looking for an opportunity to join in training. Tom had been more than willing to take Ryan under his wing, especially when he saw the Australian naked in the changing room after the game and felt a strong sexual attraction to the young man.

Invited to dinner, Ryan had quickly succumbed to Emma’s beauty, the intensity of his desire obvious from the clearly visible erection he developed when he realized her very large breasts were naked under the low-cut sweater she was wearing. Under the pretext of going out to buy a bottle of wine, Tom had left Emma with Ryan as soon as dinner was finished, knowing that the young man would need a superhuman resolve not to succumb to her charms when she was in full—blooded seduction mood.

And so it had proved: he’d returned to find a naked Ryan with his face buried between Emma’s wide—stretched thighs, hungrily lapping at her very wet pussy, an equally naked Emma waiting eagerly for Tom to return and fill whichever of her mouth, pussy or arse he cared to fuck. In the event Tom had spurted his first load into her mouth, his second in her bowels while Ryan occupied her pussy, and his third, and the most pleasurable because it was unexpected and meant the fulfillment of his lust for Ryan, deep into the young Australian’s rectum.

But fucking the young man was like a drug: Tom knew he and Emma had to do it again, especially as Emma, having swallowed a huge load of the young man’s sperm and been well fucked by his thick prick, had made him promise to encourage Ryan to sodomise her, deep, hard and for as long as the young man was able to hold back from climaxing. When he drove Ryan back to the school on the Sunday morning, Tom casually asked if he was free for dinner the following Saturday and was delighted when Ryan accepted eagerly.

Tom picked Ryan up outside the gates of the school on the Saturday afternoon. As he got in the car, the young man shook his hand warmly. Tom put the car in gear and drove down the driveway of the school and out onto the minor road surrounded by fields that bordered the school grounds.

“Is Emma expecting us straightaway, Tom?” Ryan asked.

Tom was puzzled by the question. “Not really, no,” he said. “Why?”

“Well, there’s a tractor track about 500 yards along here on the left. I wondered if you wanted to pull into it?”

Tom glanced at Ryan and saw he was grinning. The young Australian had unzipped his jeans. He wasn’t wearing briefs and his thick prick, fully erect, jutted from his groin. Tom swallowed and said, with a little difficulty, “Sounds like a good idea to me.”

Minutes later Ryan’s eyes were closed, his hands resting lightly on Tom’s head. The passenger seat was in the reclining position and Tom was lying with his head in Ryan’s lap, his mouth filled to capacity with the young man’s cock, his fingers alternately probing the tightly muscled entrance to Ryan’s arsehole and rolling the full globes of Ryan’s balls, covered with a thick down of blond hair. Tom had quickly discovered, to his surprise and delight, that Ryan’s anal sphincter was slippery with lubricant and any pretence of a dinner invitation was gone: Ryan had obviously planned to have sex with Tom as soon after they left the school grounds as possible.

Tom raised his head, allowing Ryan’s prick, wet with saliva, to slide from between his lips until only the glans was still in his mouth. He hollowed his cheeks and sucked hard, drawing Ryan’s semen from his balls so that a gush of pre—come poured onto his tongue. He swallowed the salty liquid and sucked hard for more.

Saliva and semen dripped down the shaft of Ryan’s prick, making Tom’s fingers delightfully slippery. He bunched three together and pushed them firmly into Ryan’s arsehole, fucking and preparing him to be fucked at the same time. The entry made Ryan moan out loud and buck his hips up off the car seat. For a moment Tom wondered if he’d been too rough but a strong gush of semen into his mouth and the squirming movements Ryan made to allow Tom’s fingers to enter him right up to the knuckle proved otherwise. Tom realized that, if he’d wanted to, he could have turned his thumb into his palm and pushed his whole hand into Ryan’s back passage. Something in the ease with which the Australian’s anus opened in response to the invasion told Tom that Ryan had been fisted before.

But now wasn’t the time. Possibly later, when Emma was watching, fascinated, masturbating as more of Tom’s hand disappeared into Ryan’s backside. Tom knew it was time to bring Ryan to completion and then achieve his own climax.

He bobbed his head in Ryan’s lap, drawing the full length of the young man’s cock into the back of his throat and clamping his lips round the sensitive base of Ryan’s cock, milking him. The young man groaned with delight, breathing hard, and cried out, “Oh yes, Tom, I’m coming—oh yessss!”

So much sperm flooded into his mouth that Tom wondered if Ryan had spent the whole week looking forward to this moment. A mass of hot, salty, slippery cream burst from the head of Ryan’s cock and Tom swallowed quickly, savoring the taste as it slid down his throat to pool in his belly. Time and again he swallowed but even then some escaped the corners of his mouth to drip from his chin into the damp curls at the base of Ryan’s prick.

At last the flow ebbed and Tom released Ryan’s cock from the clasp of his lips. He swallowed for the last time, his eyes meeting Ryan’s who smiled at him and said, “Thanks, that was wonderful.” Then he added, “Your turn now,” hooked his fingers in his jeans, pushing them down his legs and lifted himself off the seat so that he could lie facedown, his arms round the headrest, his arse bared and ready, his cock dripping semen onto the leather.

Tom glanced round to check the no—one was watching, unzipped himself and then climbed over Ryan so his knees were either side of Ryan’s thighs. He reached down and took hold of his cock, probed for the oily entrance to Ryan’s arse and then sank the whole of his massively—erect prick into the Australian’s back passage. It slid in with ease, stopping only when the black hairs covering Tom’s balls ended and the blond hairs covering Ryan’s began.

Almost fainting with lust, Tom could scarcely believe that only a short time earlier he had been shaking hands with the young man in whose arsehole his cock was now buried. He had spent the week looking forward to buggering Ryan, had sodomised Emma frequently to ease the pressure in his balls, loving it when she told him to imagine it was Ryan’s arsehole his cock was fucking. She knew him so well and he loved her deeply for understanding that his desire for Ryan was intense but his love for her unchanging.

Not able to fuck Ryan hard because of the cramped conditions, Tom nonetheless made sure the Australian enjoyed being mounted. He flexed his cock in Ryan’s bowels making the young man moan with pleasure, ground his cock head deep in the oily depths of Ryan’s rectum and pumped out pre—come to ensure every last inch of his prick slid smoothly back and forth through the tight grip of Ryan’s anus. It was boy fucking, pure and simple, and Tom was in heaven as he felt his come boiling in his balls, ready to spurt out with the force of a firehose.

And then, with a soft cry of ecstasy, he was coming, liquid heat filling the shaft of his prick in great pulses of intense pleasure. His hips jerked as his muscles spasmed, his whole body concentrated on pumping his sperm deep into the young man’s bowels. Again and again his balls contracted until finally they were empty and he lifted himself gingerly off Ryan’s back and sat in his chair, his chest heaving, his cock covered in lube and come.

“And that was even nicer,” Ryan said, turning round to sit in his chair and put the seat back upright.

“God, yes,” said Tom, still shaking from the intensity of his orgasm. “I just hope you aren’t expecting me to drive any time soon…”

“Well, soon enough will do,” Ryan said with a grin. “Though I reckon Emma’s not going to be want to be kept waiting?”

“Christ, yes,” Tom said with a laugh. “There better be something left in those big Aussie balls of yours. My woman loves it up the arse and you’re tonight’s star attraction.”

“No worries, Tom,” Ryan said with a big grin and Tom smiled back, knowing full well the Australian was telling the truth.

* * *

Dinner had been delicious in more ways than one. As always, Emma’s cooking was superb, but there was something very arousing about the way they all knew dinner was just a pleasurable prelude to a hot, heavy sex session.

Not one to keep secrets, Tom had told Emma about what had happened earlier and been rewarded with a hefty punch on the arm.

“Hey, what was that for?”

“There better be spunk left in that young man’s balls, Tom Smith,” said Emma with a look of annoyance, “or I’ll cut yours off and serve them with custard for dessert. I’ve been looking forward to being buggered by his cock every bit as much as you wanted your cock in his arse and just because you’ve had your fun doesn’t mean I have to miss out…”

Tom wondered if he’d made a mistake by giving in to temptation. Emma really did seem angry and he could understand her disappointment. “I’m sorry, darling,” he said, keeping his distance because she hated if he went sloppily romantic on her when she was annoyed or he was apologizing. “I’ll make it up to you.” Then he quickly added, “We’ll both make it up to you…”

Rack of lamb, a vintage St Emilion and crème brulèe went a long way towards making Emma less angry until she reached the point when Tom could see that her horniness was greater than her resentment and he put his coffee cup down and said to Ryan, “Come on, it’s time to make Emma feel special,” and led the way upstairs.

Fortunately Ryan understood immediately what Tom wanted which was to make Emma the center of attention. Tom stripped his clothes off and then stood in front of her and put his arms round her, kissing her softly while Ryan undressed and then stood close behind her, running his hand along her thighs and, as soon as Tom moved back slightly, reaching round to cup her breasts in his hands.

His eyes meeting hers, Tom slowly unbuttoned her woolen top and pulled it open, giving Ryan the chance to fill his hands with her bared breasts while Tom bent his head to suckle her nipples. Emma closed her eyes: it wasn’t every day that two hunky men made love to her boobs and Tom knew she loved having them caressed, sucked and bitten at the same time.

Tom moved slowly from one breast to the other, tracing his tongue round the nipple and nipping at each stiff tip while Ryan buried his face in the soft skin at the base of Emma’s neck. Ryan slid a hand to the zip of her skirt and pulled it down, the material falling to the floor leaving Emma almost naked. Still nuzzling her neck, he moved his hands to between her legs, sliding the first and second fingers of each hand along the already—wet surface of her pussylips, gently prizing them open. Tom got to his knees so his face was level with the glistening, pink surfaces and opened his mouth, licking his tongue slowly from the dark hole to the bud of her clit, his mouth filling with the honey of her arousal as he did so. Emma bucked and moaned, Tom knew she wanted to fuck his face with her cunt but Ryan held her back, forcing her to be passive.

Time and again Tom pressed his tongue into Emma’s cunthole, licking and lapping and swallowing, while Ryan ground his cock between the cheeks of her arse, bringing her closer to orgasm. Then Ryan slid one hand from the lips of her pussy to between the cheeks of her arse, a finger probing for the entrance to her arsehole. He dipped the finger into the wetness dripping from her cunt and then pushed it into her rectum. One finger, then a second then a third pushed past the anal muscle, opening her, spreading the oil gushing from her cunt round the first few inches of her back passage.

Tom wondered if Ryan was going to bugger Emma using just her natural oils and knew that she’d like nothing better than to have Ryan enter her arse right now, especially if Tom were to straighten up and push his cock into the adjoining passage. She’d been lifted off the ground before, two hunky men supporting her weight as they double—penetrated her, but that wasn’t his game plan this time round.

Almost calculatingly, Tom licked and sucked Emma’s cunt and clit until her legs began to tremble, she moaned out loud and gripped his head, holding his face as she bucked in orgasm, her juices flowing into his mouth. Tom wanted the edge taken off Emma’s desire so that she would be relaxed and when her breathing slowed and she loosed her grip on his head he stood up, wiped his fingers across his mouth to lick her sexjuice from his lips and cheeks and then went across to the bedside table.

Still standing behind Emma, Ryan grinned when Tom threw the tube of lubricant across to him. Releasing Emma and withdrawing his fingers from her arsehole, he began to apply the slippery lube, ensuring that every inch of his very hard cock was slick and ready for entry.

“Lie back,” Tom instructed and Ryan did as he was told, his prick standing up hard and proud from between his legs.

Tom’s eyes met Emma’s and she licked her lips, gazing at the young Australian in naked lust. Tom knew how much she had been looking forward to having Ryan’s thick cock in her bottom and she was seconds away from making the dream a reality.

“Climb on top, darling, facing me,” he said and watched as Emma moved over to the bed, straddled Ryan with her legs, and reached for the aquaglide. The audible squishing noise as Emma lubed her own arsehole was very erotic, especially as she held Tom’s gaze while she was doing it, heightening his arousal by making him envious of the young Australian and what he was about to do.

When she was satisfied her arsehole could take Ryan with ease, Emma took hold of the young man’s cock and positioned it on the greasy pucker of her anus. Slowly and deliberately, she lowered herself, forcing the head of the Australian’s prick into her rectum. Taking a deep breath, Emma waited while her anus relaxed round the thick intruder and then she moved her buttocks a little lower, then lower still, her rectum swallowing Ryan’s cock until her bottom was resting on Ryan’s belly, her arsehole stretched to capacity round the base of his prick.

“Oh god, that feels good,” Emma groaned.

“Does it ever,” Ryan said, his voice hoarse with lust.

Straightening her legs slightly, Emma raised herself up so that Ryan’s cock reappeared, then she sank back down, effectively buggering herself with the Australian’s thick prick.

“I bet you wish you were doing this, Tom,” she said with a wicked grin and then her grin faded when Tom reached for the aquaglide and began to lube his cock.

“I did promise we’d make it up to you,” he said and smiled.

“Oh no—“ Emma started to say and then Ryan reached up and slid his arms round her body to cup her breasts in his hands, effectively ensuring she couldn’t move. Tom climbed onto the bed and took her legs in his hands, straightening them, then he hooked her knees over his arms, taking care not to dislodge Ryan’s penis from where it was buried in her rectum.

Taking his cock in his hand, Tom watched while Ryan arched his hips up, the movement making about half of his prick, slick with lube, slide from Emma’s arsehole. Then Tom took curled his fingers round the top half of his prick and moved his hips forward, pressing the glans against the muscle of Emma’s sphincter.

“Ohh Tom,” she said in a nervous voice, “I don’t think—not two of you—“

Tom pressed harder, squeezing his cock against Ryan’s, pushing inwards at the same moment Ryan did, using the sucking pressure of the Australian’s prick re - entering Emma’s arsehole to carry his prick in as well. It felt as if his cock was being squeezed in a vise but the head forced Emma’s sphincter to stretch even further and suddenly the glans popped in.

“Ohh — OHHH!“ Emma groaned, breathing hard, and Tom knew she was trying desperately to relax, wanting the incredible sensation of being fucked anally by two cocks but unable to take them easily, however practiced she was at being buggered.

Carefully Tom pressed inwards, his cock still only half swallowed when Ryan’s was fully buried. When Ryan withdrew, Tom pushed hard to keep his shaft in place, making Emma squeal in pain and pleasure. A firm push by Tom, a determined thrust of Ryan’s hips upwards, and Emma had not one but two penises buried in her back passage, her anus stretched open at least four or five inches, further than it had ever been stretched before.

Unable to do more than fuck Emma slowly, every thrust in and out difficult to achieve because of the incredible tightness, Tom still felt overwhelmed by pleasure, the heat of Emma’s rectum and the hardness of Ryan’s prick against his own incredibly erotic. His lips met Emma’s and they kissed, her breathing shallow and rapid, her breasts rising and falling against his chest. Tom glanced at Ryan who had his eyes closed and he guessed the Australian was close to orgasm: he wasn’t far away himself.

“Now! Together!” Tom hissed at Ryan and both of them pushed their cocks deep into Emma’s bowels. She howled with release, her body shuddering as she climaxed, the movement increasing the exquisite friction on both men’s pricks. Ryan cried out and Tom felt the penis pressed against his throb and swell and then gush semen while his own balls suddenly contracted and a great surge of hot liquid rushed along his own shaft to jet into Emma’s bowels, leaving him panting in ecstasy.

The moment his and Ryan’s pricks softened the muscles in Emma’s rectum forced them out and Tom lowered Emma’s legs to the bed, collapsing in a heap next to Ryan. Groaning softly, Emma climbed off Ryan’s body and lay down between them.

“That — was — amazing,” she said quietly. “I have never been so well fucked back there. It’ll take my bum a week to close properly.”

“Poor darling,” said Tom in mock concern. “But you did say how much you were looking forward to being buggered by Ryan…”

“We aim to please,” Ryan said, lifting himself onto one elbow.

“Oh no — you two are up to something,” Emma said, covering her breasts with one arm and cupping her pussy with the other.

“Just a little après anal pleasure for us all,” Tom said with a grin.

And not long after, with Emma in the 69 position sucking Ryan’s cock while the young Australian buried his head between her buttocks, his tongue lapping out the two huge loads of sperm deposited in her bowels, Tom pulled his spurting cock from the tight grip of Ryan’s arsehole and poured his come into Emma’s mouth, making her shudder in climax once more.

Tom had more than kept his promise.