CHAPTER 6

“My name is Jock and no doubt, from my accent, you've guessed that I'm from Scotland. Before I start my story I must thank our host and all of you for having made this a memorable evening for me which was well worth the trip from north of the border.
My story is different from the previous laddies' but don't get me wrong I get the same vicarious thrill as all of you seem to enjoy at seeing my wife in the arms of another.
I work for a mail order firm and, due to an ongoing postal strike, we ran out of work and my boss sent some of us home although it was only eleven in the morning. I'm a keen fisherman so I drove home eagerly anticipating getting my fishing gear out and driving to a spot where I knew that, at that time of year, the salmon would be running. Being mid week there was a good chance that nobody else would be there so that I'd have the best spots to myself.
I parked the car and entered the house, through the kitchen. My wife must be in, I thought, because when she's home she always has the radio on but she was nowhere to be seen downstairs. I assumed that she must be making the bed or cleaning the bathroom. I mounted the stairs but paused when I was startled by the sound of a woman moaning, as if in pain. Worried that my wife had hurt herself somehow I took the last few steps at full speed. I was on the point of rushing into the bedroom when I heard a feminine giggle so stopped then, puzzled, I crept up to the partly-opened door and peered through the crack. 
As all of you have had a similar experience I don't need to go into how stunned and shocked I was or why I decided to stay where I was instead of rushing into the room. 
My wife and her best friend, Maeve, were on the bed and both were stark naked. Fanny, my wife, was definitively more rounded but with the thrusts and curves in the right place while her friend was slimmer with long legs and smaller but as shapely breasts and it would have been difficult for a man to choose one above the other. I told myself that the reason I wasn't barging in was that I needed time to sort out my emotions about how I felt having discovered that my wife was interested in other women.
With bated breath I watched Maeve’s fingers, with their long sharp scarlet nails, stroking my wife's heavy breasts. Fanny was breathing hard and I could see an expression of lust on her pretty face as her friend's fingers closed around a jutting nipple. Maeve's pert breasts, with their large dark nipples, bounced around like frolicking puppies as she moved closer to Fanny.
It's no wonder that I could feel my cock becoming erect. What man hasn't entertained the idea of seeing two women making love?
The contrast between the two women's bodies was very sensual. My wife's milky white, pear-shaped breasts were swaying from side to side, due to her heavy breathing, while Maeve's more compact breasts had a firmer look to them and the large, red nipples pointed slightly upwards. I contemplated the difference between the two sets of breasts as I stroked my erection, though my trousers, while never taking my eyes off the two naked women. Fanny was shivering all over, which made her heavy breasts jiggle wildly, as she fought for breath. Maeve cupped them and the nipples puckered and became darker red and more prominent as she stroked them with her thumbs. Maeve had clipped her pubic hair close so that the very prominent lips of her pussy were clearly exposed and a trace of milky wetness was gleaming on their surfaces. The two women gazed into each other's eyes completely absorbed in their loveplay. They cupped each other's breasts with their thumbs rubbing the nipples until they were hard and swollen. Fanny leant forward and plastered her lips over her friend's mouth. The kiss was tender, at first, but became more and more passionate as her tongue speared into her friend's mouth. My wife's eyes were tightly closed but her friend's were open as if she wanted to see and enjoy each expression and mood sweeping across Fanny's face. They continued kissing while massaging and kneading each other's breasts. Maeve's fingers sank deep into the flesh of Fanny's breasts causing it to ooze between her fingers. My wife's big nipples were fully engorged and very red looking while her milk-white flesh clearly showed the red finger marks of clutching fingertips. Maeve pulled away and gripping Fanny by the shoulders forced her flat down on the bed. My wife's legs involuntarily spread wide apart. Her friend grabbed her thighs, just above the knees, and forced them even wider apart and back so that the knees was nearly pressed into the large jiggling breasts. Then the woman slipped between them and mashed her mouth into my wife pussy. Fanny's bottom lifted off the bed. She was moaning loudly which was the same sound which had alerted me earlier. 
Fanny's hands cradled the back of Maeve's head as the woman's hands reached up to slide over her rippling belly to caress the jiggling breasts and pinch the dark red nipples. Kneeling on the bed the woman licked, sucked and tongued my wife's sex like a kitten lapping up cream from a saucer. Fanny's clenching bottom rippled while her hips wriggled as the woman's tongue forced the inner and outer lips wide open leaving the deep hole defencelessly open. Fanny's eyes were tightly shut as she twisted frantically from side to side, sobbing in her throat, while gasping for breath and showing every signs that she was about to climax hugely. Suddenly Maeve moved away, despite the frantic clutching of Fanny's hands, and swiftly swivelled around until she was facing the other way. She lifted a leg over my wife's torso then lowered it so that she ended straddling Fanny's face before resuming her lewd oral explorations of my wife's pussy. She lowered her hips until her sex was pressed hard against my wife's face. Fanny hesitated, as if repulsed by the humid vaginal flesh being pressed against her face, then her mouth opened and greedily she sucked at the pink flesh. Because the lips of Maeve's pussy were already open I could see deep into the hole where milky white juices were bubbling out to dribble onto my wife's tongue and lips but some of it dribbled onto her chin and nose till her face was glistening wet. Maeve's thighs were clamped on each side of Fanny's face holding her firmly in place as the two women rocked on the bed. Smothered moans and harsh groans punctuated the hoarse, choked gasps for breath. Maeve continued sucking and drinking my wife's sex juices as she reached back and grasped Fanny's breasts to squeeze them very hard. I heard my wife moan as if in pain but she responded by sucking Maeve's sex even more eagerly and frantically. 
My hand was stroking my erect cock. I would have dearly loved bringing my pulsing cock out before striding into the bedroom to slam it into Maeve's cunt but somehow I didn't have the courage.
The two women rolled over, changing position. Fanny was on top with her head deeply buried between her friend's lithe thighs. The fleshy lips of her pussy stayed splayed apart as Maeve lapped the protruding clitoris. My wife's hands were pulling her friend's buttocks apart displaying the small, crinkled, twitching anus and the swollen pussy flesh below which had begun to spread out over her face like a living mask. Maeve was the first one to orgasm. Her hips jerked up off the bed, nearly causing my wife to roll off, as her tummy contracted before her entire body was shaken by convulsions. Her naked bottom thumped the bed repeatedly. Her legs were still scissored around my wife's head and her mouth was open wide shrieking and moaning loudly.
My wife's pussy hovered over Maeve's head and thick sex juices were dripping down on her face. 
When Maeve came down from her peak she re-fastened her mouth over my wife's pussy. She speared her tongue in and out of the hole while at the same time nibbling on the engorged clitoris with her upper lip. Fanny's head twisted and she screamed shrilly as her body quaked and rippled. Her sex gripped, relaxed then gripped Maeve's tongue again and again as her orgasm raged through her body. 
Eventually, still shaking from head to toe, Fanny rolled off her friend's body and lay shivering on her back with her legs spread wide apart. Both of her hands were clamped over her swollen pussy, as if trying to control the shudders which were still blasting through it. I could detect gleaming sweat in the cleavage between my wife's wobbling breasts as she sat up. She started to pinch her nipples while Maeve leant forward and sucked the folds of her sex between her lips and brought my wife off again and again. I soon lost count of the number of orgasm Fanny enjoyed but eventually she begged her friend to be allowed her to rest because her pussy had become so sensitive that it was almost painful.
Maeve said something about Fanny having to pay for her pleasures and pulled my wife across her lap. Picking up a hair brush she held my wife down with her left hand as she brought it down on her left buttocks with the full force of her right arm. The back of the brush indented deep into the flesh before it rose leaving a bright red imprint glowing on Fanny's buttock. The air was shattered by a scream. Fanny's body writhed and twisted with pain as the brush landed on her left buttocks leaving a twin impression on the pale flesh. Four more times the brush rose and fell. By the time Maeve stopped using the hairbrush my wife was writhing wildly but this time not in agony but in the ecstasy of a huge climax.
I was stunned that anyone, especially my wife, could be brought to a climax by pain.
Leaving my tired wife sprawled on the bed, with her pussy looking swollen and gaping open and her bottom bright red, Maeve quickly stood up. I could see droplets of my wife's love juices gleaming on her flushed face as she strode to the door and flung it open before I had time to scuttle away. The predatory expression on her face left me in no doubt that she'd known that I was watching and now fully intended wreaking her revenge. She pulled me into the room and swiftly unbuckled my leather belt then skilfully unzipped my trousers so that they fell down around my ankle, shackling me. Her fingers moved down my shirt leaving a trail of opened button behind. She leant forward so that the tips of her firm breasts brushed against my naked chest. The nipples were very hard and hot and the proximity of her sexy nakedness, plus the powerful musky woman aroma of sex and the memories of what she and my wife had done, subdued my fears and my erect cock jerked and twitched wildly as she seized the thick shaft and dragged me down to the carpet. 
Everything happened so fast after that that I was helpless. 
I looked wildly toward Fanny as my hard cock was vacuumed into the wettest and narrowest pussy it had ever penetrated. My cock slid in easily as if her cunt was sucking it greedily to the furthest depths and I could feel the inner sex muscles clasping my shaft as our pubic hair meshed. Her arms clamped my body to the firmness of her breasts and tummy and the hard nipples punched into my chest as I started screwing her. I could hear the loud squelching sounds, accompanying each thrust, reminding me why her pussy was so wet. Our bodies were soon slippery with sweat as our bellies slapped and squelched together. Sweat ran from my face as her hard breasts slithered over my chest. We were locked together like wrestlers with my cock firmly held in the grip of her muscular cunt. I began to batter into her even more ferociously, with every thrust, as her hips arched to meet me. Her arms were wrapped tightly around my torso and her sharp fingernails were gouging trails in my flexing buttocks while her legs were wrapped around my waist. Every nerve in my straining body was shuddering with sexual excitement as the furious pace of our fucking increased. The pain in my bottom seemed to heighten my arousal and we climaxed together. It was like a rocket taking off as my spunk blasted deep into her spasming cunt. The fabulous feeling seemed to last a long time but eventually it faded. Maeve fell back and relaxed her vaginal grip on my cock allowing it to slip out of her sex. I was on my knees between her legs staring at her open pussy, full of my spunk, trying to come to terms with what had happened when I heard my wife's voice.
“Jock, I thought you wouldn't be home till much later”'
I raised my eyes as I scrambled to my feet and faced my wife. 
“I can see that! How long as this been going on?” I was trying to sound angry and fierce but am afraid my voice came out like a squeak.
Maeve knelt up and sat on the edge of the bed and her body language made it clear that she felt as if I was the intruder and she had the right to be there. 
“It's been going on for a long time, Jock,”  she said contemptuously.” A long time but now shut your mouth and watch and you might learn something. Fanny get down there and show him!”
I watched as Fanny meekly sank to her knees next to the bed. Parting Maeve's thighs even wider apart, with her hands, she plastered her mouth over the gaping cunt so that her extended tongue could plunge deep into the woman's saturated hole. Seconds later wet slurping sounds left me in no doubt that she was vacuuming my spunk out of Maeve's cunt. Then she used her tongue to gather the remaining drops, from the inner thighs, and even parted the woman's buttocks so that she could scoop the beads of spunk collected around the crinkled anus. The small hole clenched then opened and before it could close again the tip of Fanny's tongue slipped inside the dank passage.
I stared hardly daring to breathe as I watched my wife acting more obscenely than she'd ever done before as she speared her stiff tongue in and out of Maeve's anus. The woman moaned loudly as her hands clutched the back of Fanny's head to keep her face wedged between her splayed buttocks. Fanny's right hand located the exposed clit and started to pinch and elongate it as her lancing tongue continued rooting inside the woman's clutching backhole. Seconds later the air was shattered by a shrill scream as Maeve climaxed. Her taut bottom left the bed. I could see that her anal ring was gripping Fanny's tongue so hard that my wife would have not been able to withdraw it even if she'd wanted to. Her orgasm lasted a long time. Then she relaxed. Her lithe body was gleaming with sweat as my wife withdrew her tongue and sat up. Her breasts were bobbing up and down as she tried to get more air into her lungs.
Fanny turned to me and told me that if I objected to her having an affair with Maeve she'd have to seriously consider moving out. Faced with that kind of ultimatum what else could I say but that I didn't mind if now and then I was included in their lewd games. 
I didn't get much sleep that night as the two women combined to give me an experience I will never forget. Their moans and ecstatic cries rang out again and again as the three of us explored all the combinations of two women and one man.
Maeve was the initiator and most dominant participant. Whenever she felt we were slacking she'd punish us. At one point she had me on all fours with my wife beneath me sucking my cock while she used my leather belt on my bottom and the strange thing was that I actually liked it!
It was the only time that Maeve allowed me to enjoy her body.
Now my wife indulges the bi and masochist side of her sexuality openly with Maeve. True to their promise I'm often included but only to execute the dominatrix's orders. Maeve's favourite is to slip one of the stem of her double-dildo deep inside her sex then take me while I'm screwing Fanny so that she can dictate the pace and action. I can't think of anything more exciting than to see her and Fanny making love together or watching our Mistress punishing my wife. It has not harmed our relationship. I would even go as far as to say that strangely it seems to have strengthened the loving bond between Fanny and I and has definitively made sex more erotic and passionate. On the down side I feel left out and worried when Maeve takes Fanny to lesbian clubs because they usually don't come back till the next morning and my wife's body shows every sign that it has been wildly abused and punished but when I ask questions I'm told that it has nothing to do with me. Once I lost my temper and demanded to know and was send to Coventry for almost three weeks after having received a thrashing I will never forget. Eventually I was allowed to beg for forgiveness and I haven't pried into their private world since.
I suffer from the same obsession as all of you and feel better for having admitted it!'
Having finished the Scotsman went back to his chair and sat down.