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The Man, His Wife, and Her Friend
"Mandy's been evicted from her apartment," Sheila announced some weeks later.
"What a shame. What's she going to do?"
"Look for something else, I suppose. We could help her if we want to, though."
"How's that?"
"She could come live with us," Sheila replied.
"We don't have an extra room," Kevin protested. "Where would we put her?"
"It would give us an excuse to buy the king-sized bed we've always wanted. Then
she could sleep with us," Sheila smiled conspiratorially.
"I think you're playing a game with me," Kevin countered.
"Not at all. Wouldn't you like to sleep every night with a naked woman on each
side of you?"
"Well . . . ."
"Of course you would! The only problem you'd have would be deciding which one
us to fuck!"
"I could live with that problem," Kevin grinned.
So Mandy moved in with Kevin and Sheila. After, on her own initiative, she began
dressing as a slave girl every evening upon coming home from work, Kevin
confiscated the G-string so her blond-haired groin wouldn't be hidden from his
view. A few days later he repossessed the tit tassels, and the quarter-cup
brassiere soon vanished also, leaving her with only the tassel skirt and high
heeled shoes to decorate her voluptuous body.
Kevin decided he thoroughly enjoyed having a virtually naked woman around the
house. He found no dearth of opportunity to fondle her and when, on rare
occasions, he passed one by, she would pout and shake her bare breasts in his
face until he took them in his hands and/or sucked their nipples (which always
seemed to be erect).
Sheila's prediction that he would have to decide daily whether to lay Mandy or
his wife proved correct. At first he tried to make both of them before all three
succumbed to sleep but that soon became not only physically but emotionally
impossible. In fact, keeping two horny women sexually satisfied was a full-time
job. If, for instance, he screwed Mandy on Monday and Sheila on Tuesday, by
Wednesday Mandy would be clambering for his penis, and vice versa.
In the beginning Sheila applauded Mandy's decision to stay naked even when they
weren't in bed. She was excited by the sexual electricity it produced at even
the most mundane times almost as much as Kevin did. But she soon discovered that
she was in competition with Mandy for his attention, for her friend aggressively
flaunted her nudity, demonstrating not only her availability but her urgent
desire to be laid at any and every moment. And Kevin made no attempt to resist
the temptation.
So Sheila began wearing only the transparent bra though which her pointed
nipples protruded, along with the G-string, which appeared black because of her
lush public hair visible through it. She considered her legs to be one of her
best features and she emphasized them by wearing the high-heeled mules Kevin had
bought for her. Thus, whenever Mandy waved her much larger breasts at her
friend's husband, Sheila would stretch forth a leg and trail her fingers over
her thigh. The competition between them became intense.
Ultimately Kevin decided enough was enough. He was simultaneously
massaging Sheila's vulva through its filmy covering and nuzzling one of Mandy's
breasts when he abruptly said, "This has got to stop, ladies. Both of you are
sex bombs I know it and you know it. Neither of you has to prove that she is
sexier than the other. So I think it's time for you to start wearing clothes,
regular clothes. When I want you naked, I'll let you know."
"But I like being naked," Mandy pouted.
Kevin patted one of her swelling breasts and said, "I know you do, but you'll be
my obedient slave girl and wear clothes, nevertheless. Run along now, both of
you, and put something on. When you come back, we'll talk about all this."
The women returned. Mandy wore a brightly colored silk muumuu that, though
loose, nevertheless clung to her full bosom. Sheila, more demure, had donned a
simple light blue cotton house dress whose short skirt did not reach her knees.
Both of them were barefooted.
"These last few weeks have been extraordinary," Kevin began. "Sheila, you always
were sexy as hell, but now you've turned into a virtual nymphomaniac! And,
Mandy, maybe you've always been sex-crazed, I don't know. But what I do know is
that I can't keep up with the two of you. Don't get me wrong. I want to keep up
with you, but I simply can't.
"So I have a solution to propose, actually two solutions. The first is the
obvious one, that you begin pleasuring each other Ñ when I'm here to watch and
when I'm not. For all I know, you've been doing that all along, but if so, it
clearly hasn't been sufficient."
"It's not the same thing," Sheila said, "and, besides, I'm not really bi-sexual
and certainly not a lesbian."
"Neither am I," Mandy chimed in, "though I'm more bi-sexual than she is, I
think. Your wife is one sexy woman!"
"That's about the way I read it, too," Kevin said thoughtfully, "and that's why
I have a second suggestion, which doesn't necessarily replace the first one, but
supplements it.
"Most men would give their eye teeth to be in my shoes. And I know several who
would be more than happy fill them on occasion. You see what I'm proposing: what
if I get some of my friends to come around and service one or both of you from
time to time?"
Slightly shocked, Sheila and Mandy looked at each other for a moment and then
broke out in broad grins. Kevin had his answer. Nothing more was said, but that
night they had the wildest sex they had enjoyed for many days. Kevin even
ejaculated into both of their slippery vaginas before he drifted off to sleep
with a different woman's leg wrapped around each of his and four warm breasts
pressed against his body.
The next evening Kevin came home to find both his wife and his slave
girl dressed.
"Tomorrow morning," he told them, "you will have a visitor. His name is Travis.
He knows there are two of you, but I told him he could only have one this time.
So you may decide which of you Travis will fuck. Whoever is designated will have
no need to seduce him, of course, but she might pretend, if she wants to, in
order to add a little spice. I look forward to the observer's report!"
When Kevin left the next morning his two women were still asleep, naked in the
big bed. When he returned in the evening he found them, dressed, preparing
dinner in the kitchen.
Without preamble, he asked, "Ok, which of you had the honor?"
"I did," Mandy said with unusual shyness.
"In that case, Sheila, tell me what happened. I want all the lurid details."
"With pleasure!" Sheila replied.
"First," Kevin intervened, "How did you settle on Mandy?"
"We couldn't decide at first because both of us wanted the 'honor,' as you
put it, so we simply tossed a coin and she won. And then we planned how we
would act. I won't tell you about the plan. Instead I'll report what
actually happened.
"When the door bell rang, I answered it. Travis was a nice looking man, a
little younger than I expected and somewhat timid Ñ he wouldn't look me in the
eye, for instance.
"I said, 'Oh, you must be Travis! Come in. There's a beautiful woman here who
desperately needs to be screwed!'
"I boldly took his hand and led him into the living room, where Mandy lay on the
couch totally naked, except for her stiletto heels. 'Mandy, Travis is here to
fuck you,' I said.
"She stretched her body and stood, holding her huge breasts out toward him.
"Oooooh, Travis,' she said seductively, 'I'm soooo glad you're here! My bobbies
ache for your lips. Please suck them . . . please.'
'He didn't need any more urging, but eagerly held her breasts in his hands and
bounced them up and down, telling her he liked big tits like these, before he
sucked each of them, rather thoroughly, I must say.
'I simply sat down and watched from then on. After accepting Mandy's initial
offering, he took complete charge, forcing her to her knees where he told her to
stay while he got out of his clothes. His penis was erect Ñ of course! -- rather
short but thick and I could imagine how it would stretch Mandy's cunt when it
entered her.
"He entered her, alright, but not her cunt. He pushed his tool into her face,
ordered her to open her mouth, and held her head tightly while she gobbled it."
"It was quite a mouthful, too," Mandy interjected.
"Did you swallow his come?" Kevin asked.
"He didn't come in my mouth," Mandy answered.
"No," Sheila resumed, "I could tell he was about to from the way his face
looked, but he pulled out, made her get on all fours, and fucked her from
behind. (You know, there's something inherently ludicrous about a man humping a
woman that way!) His fingers were dug into her bottom and his head was thrown
back while he pumped away in her cunt. Then he leaned over, reached around and
grabbed her enormous breasts, which, naturally, were dangling down toward the
floor, without missing a stroke. He didn't let her tits loose even when he came.
In fact, it looked to me as though he might yank them right off her chest, he
pulled on them so hard."
"Did it hurt?" Kevin asked.
"A little," Mandy replied, "but I was so busy coming I couldn't have
cared less."
"So what happened then?"
"He slipped out and Mandy crumpled onto the floor. He held his still stiff
shiny penis in his hand and looked at me quizzically, obviously wanting to
stick it into me, too. But I just smiled and shook my head. So he put his
clothes back on.
"I accompanied him to the door, where he blatantly looked me over from head to
toe, pausing to stare at my chest and between my legs. I should prepare for him
to fuck me the next time, he said. I told him I'd really like that I was hot as
a pistol, let me tell you! Ñ but whether or not there would be a next time was
up to Kevin."
"Do you want there to be a 'next time,'" Kevin asked. Sheila paused before
answering, "Yes, but with someone else. I'm certain it would be wonderful to be
fucked by Travis, but it would be a mistake for any one man to become a
'regular' with Mandy and/or me."
"She's right," Mandy agreed. "You're our 'regular' and Sheila and I agree we
want to keep it that way. The others I'm assuming now there will be others are
gravy. I had a fabulous orgasm with Travis, but I really don't want him again.
Variety is the spice of life, you know."
"That's a wise decision," Kevin said, "but you have to recognize that I might
have some trouble finding a new man for you every day. Inevitably there will
have to be some repeats."
"Oh, Kevin!" Sheila exclaimed. "How insatiable do you think we are? As long as
you keep laying us, we'd be happy with a 'new' man just once a week."
"That's probably too often, even," Mandy put in. "Once a month would be
quite enough."
"How about if we agreed on once every two weeks?" Kevin asked. "I know enough
horny men for that kind of schedule."
"Fine," said Mandy.
"Agreed," said Sheila.
"I must say that I'm delighted that neither my wife nor my slave girl were
seduced away by handsome Travis."
Mandy and Sheila both laughed and Mandy said, "Heavens! So he's nice
looking. Big deal! All he is, really, is a stiff dick. And we get that from
you every day."
Kevin touched the front of his trousers. "If truth be known," he smiled, "you've
got it right now. Let's all strip and put it to good use." And so they did.
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