“I hope it was alright to cum in her,” he said, meeting Ashton’s eyes with a grin. “You don’t mind other men servicing your wife do you, lad?”
Ashton shook his head. “You’re actually the first since we got married. It’s something I need to get used to yet, but not using a condom is definitely okay.”
Roger winked at Catherine. “Good – I prefer bareback.”
Catherine smiled. “Me too…. It was so nice when you came just now.”
Roger soon regained his erection, and Catherine squeezed Ashton’s hand, her eyes closing as the other man’s sunk his length back into her. He opened her legs wide again, but Liz came in with the two men from earlier, and as Roger turned to see who it was, his cock slipped out and levered at his waist.
Catherine whimpered softly as the men approached and looked over Roger's shoulder. She had pulled her t-shirt down, but Roger kept her legs spread wide, and the younger of the two men quickly developed a hard-on, while Mike started massaging his cockhead.
Roger was edging back. “Can these guys have some as well?” he asked both Ashton and Catherine.
“Can we have a few minutes alone first?” Ashton replied.
Roger left them, pulling an expandable partition across to give them privacy.
Ashton looked to his wife. “Do you want to, sweetheart?”
“I don’t know,” she whispered back. “You don’t even like that older one.”
“I know…. He’s going to take great pleasure in screwing you in front of me too. And now that I think about it, I actually did mention to his son Bradley that I was going to bring you here this week. He probably came here to get a look at you.”
“So that’s even more reason not to go this far with him, isn’t it?”
Ashton stroked Catherine’s face and kissed her softly. “I think I still want it to happen, sweetheart. It will be embarrassing for me, but I still want it.”
Catherine blushed. “Hmm – that’s hot…. Being taken by my husband’s enemy….”
“Well let’s do it then?” Ashton went on anxiously. “Before I chicken out and change my mind.”
“Okay but no messy creampies? I’d rather they cum all the way inside – as deep in my belly as they can.”
Ashton nodded. He got up and pulled the partition back. The men were all waiting at the other end of the mobile home. They approached. Ashton stepped aside. “Okay but just one at a time,” he said to them, meeting Mike’s eyes and smirk.
The younger guy got into position between Catherine’s legs. “So no need for a rubber?”
“No,” Ashton replied. “As long as you keep your dick in nice and deep when you’re unloading.”
“Especially if there’s going to be three of you,” Catherine added, peering around at everyone.
The guy’s cock was short and thick, the head huge. He only crouched down. He didn't lie over her – probably because Ashton was sitting there at her shoulder. Catherine clung to Ashton’s hand and to the bottom of her t-shirt, keeping it pulled down to her belly.
The guy groaned as he sunk his cock into her. He was balls deep, and he started slowly rolling his hips, surging as far up her as he could reach. "Fuck she's hot!" he cried as he withdrew, and his cock popped out and sprung upright. Then he crouched again and tried to spear it back into her, but it slipped up over her clit. He pulled back again and poked at her a few times, and when he got the head in, he immediately ground himself hard against her.
"Man, she’s so fucking wet," he gasped, and he started pounding her. He was jolting her body and grimacing with each thrust. He had his hands beneath Catherine's knees, and he lifted her and spread her legs wider.
"Fuck – here it is!" he yelled, and he jammed himself hard against her again, and Catherine crushed her husband’s hand as the other man’s head shot back.
"Fuck yeah!" he cried out. He gripped Catherine's thighs and pulled her firmly against his body, holding her there and pumping his load into her.
Catherine's fingers loosened their grip within Ashton’s, and he softly stroked her hand with his thumb. That guy pulled out of her and backed away, and Mike moved into position between her legs.
Ashton smoothed her forehead and kissed her lips. "Are you sure this is okay?"
"Uh huh," she uttered. “I like it with one man after another having me.”
She was clinging to Ashton and trying to bury her head into his neck. Her body started rocking back and forth, though, and he stayed there with her, kissing and stroking her face. But she was soon being jolted again, and he lifted from her and moved back a little.
Mike then lay down on top of her, and her legs fell away as he started humping.
"That's better." He grinned, looking up at Ashton. “Sit back and watch me fuck your pretty wife, weasel.”
“Okay,” Ashton said, meeting Catherine’s blush. “You can cum inside her too.”
“I intend to,” the guy replied, meeting Ashton’s eyes again and holding them as he pressed his lips to Catherine’s. She met his kiss, and Ashton saw the guy insert his tongue into her mouth. He was on his elbows holding her head in place while he continued tongue-kissing her. He was thrusting slowly with his hips, rolling them and fucking her deeply.
Ashton met his young wife’s eyes and held her gaze as she opened her mouth wide for the man on top of her. He had lifted from kissing her, and he traced his tongue around her lips. Her mouth was wet from his saliva. He covered it again and mashed hard, making Catherine moan.
The guy lifted his upper body and looked at Ashton. “She’s got a sexy mouth too…. Bet she gives good head.”
Ashton nodded. “Maybe you can find out sometime.”
The guy chuckled and felt Catherine’s tits. “These feel good to, eh?”
"Pull her shirt up," Roger said. He was working his full erection.
Mike stretched Catherine's t-shirt above her breasts, and he held himself up and watched them bounce while he fucked her with his hips. He was getting close, though. His eyes were bulging and they were suddenly glazed. He started grunting, and his thrusts were then slow and deep. His body tensed, and he let out a loud groan and buried his cock into her as far as he could.
Ashton then held his wife's blank, submissive gaze as her body was being injected with more semen. Her hand was still lightly touching his, and her other hand was above her head with her fingers twirling absently in her hair.
Mike seemed to be ejaculating for a long time, and when he finally finished he spent a moment enjoying the feel of her. He was slowly rolling his hips, and he started groping her tits and sucking on them.
His friend was playing with Liz. He had her against the wall with his hand under the front of her skirt. They left together.
Mike lifted from Catherine but remained coupled with her. “Your wife’s a good fuck, weasel.” He ground into her and pumped a few times. “Damn she’s tight….” He smiled at Catherine’s blush. “You feel good, baby.”
“Uh huh…. You can cum in me again if you want.”
He grinned. “Yeah – I want.” He resumed fucking her, thrusting hard and making her tits bounce. He lifted one leg and held it to his chest, twisting her sideways and pounding against her. Ashton and Roger were watching his dick spear in and out.
“Fuck yeah,” he cried, and he jammed himself hard against her and held firm once more. “Take it, baby. Take that load,” he taunted. “Yeah that’s it – that’s a fucking belly full right there, man.” He grinned at Ashton. “That’s your wife’s little sexy belly all full of cum.”
Ashton stroked Catherine’s face. The guy’s dick oozed out of her. He pulled up his pants. “So – tomorrow then, eh? I want to fuck her again okay, man?”
Ashton nodded, his face red. “Okay….”
Mike winked at Catherine then rushed off. “Catch you later, Roger.”
Catherine closed her legs but only loosely. She was peering up at Roger. He knelt on the bed and guided her onto her side as he got behind her. He r
ubbed the swollen head of his cock into her gooey little gash, then her fingers dug into her husband’s arm, and she whimpered softly as the other man’s cock penetrated her.
Ashton smoothed Catherine's hair from her face, and her soft little fingers closed around his cock. "Do you want me to suck you while he has me again?" she asked sweetly.
Roger guided her to her knees, and Ashton knelt in front of her. Her mouth then closed over his cock as Roger bumped against her. He held her hips and started thrusting. Ashton remained still and let the older man rock his wife’s body back and forth. Then Roger reached beneath and groped her tits. He started humping her deep and hard, and Ashton could feel his thrusts jolting through her body. And when Roger shot his load into Catherine’s belly, Ashton flooded her mouth. She looked up with her eyes wide, and he smoothed her hair from her forehead again.
She released his cock and laid her head against his hip. He stroked her hair while Roger massaged the back of her neck and slowly ground against her bottom.
"Come over for breakfast?" he asked.
"I guess," Ashton answered.
Roger withdrew and felt into her. Catherine moaned softly and ground back against him. He cupped her crotch and started rubbing her. Ashton didn't know if he had fingers in her or if he was just working her clit, but she soon convulsed in orgasm.
"Not too early. Maybe around ten?" Roger said. He then lifted Catherine, his big hands up her t-shirt. "Are you going to indulge tomorrow?" he asked, kissing her neck.
She shook her head. "Never!"
Roger laughed, and he left to 'go and rescue Liz'.
Ashton lay next to his wife, and she tugged her t-shirt down and cuddled up to his chest. He was stroking her hair and enjoying the feel of her warm pussy pressed open against his thigh.
She nuzzled up to his ear. “My belly is so full of their cum,” she uttered, moaning softly. “I felt all three of them actually spurting in me.”
“Did you?” Ashton placed his hand upon her belly. “It’s freaky but exciting to think that three other men have deposited – well their genetic material I guess it amounts to.” He stroked her hair with his other hand. “Three other men have now been between my wife’s legs and taken their pleasure.”
“Uh huh – they did take their pleasure,” Catherine whispered. “It’s going to be exciting seeing them around tomorrow – when they look at me and remember being inside me.”
“Like Uncle does?” Ashton asked, meeting Catherine’s lips softly.
“Yes like that – just like your uncle remembers every time we see him.”
“Yeah well maybe we should let him refresh his memory sometime. Would you like that, sweetheart?”
“Okay,” Catherine moaned into another kiss. “If you want to invite him over one night, I’ll let him have me again…. You could pretend to be called away, and leave me at home alone with him. He could make another one of those huge deposits inside my belly – just like these men did.” She held Ashton’s hand to her belly and whispered teasingly, “Since my husband doesn’t mind other men servicing me….”
“Yeah that’s true,” Ashton said, his face heating a little at the admission. “We’ll just need to be careful that one of them doesn’t actually service you thoroughly – if you know what I mean.”
“Hmm – that’s true,” Catherine agreed. “We wouldn’t want some other man’s genetic material getting with mine while I’m fertile,” she added with a giggle. “That wouldn’t be good.”
“So there’s no danger of that right now, is there, sweetheart?”
“No. My doctor wants me to go off the pill for a while, but I’m still on it at the moment.”
“Oh okay. That’s good…. We should let Uncle before you go off it then. We could invite him over one night next week?”
“Alright. Next week would be perfect. That’s the end of my month, so after that I can go off the pill and we’ll just have to be really careful with timing with any other men – unless they use condoms.”
“Oh okay – of course…. So we would still be able to let another guy cum in you, but not when you’re um – ”
“Not when I’m ovulating,” Catherine finished for her husband, blushing at the thought. “There will still be some safe times each month if you want to let another guy be with me unprotected.”
Ashton took his wife’s hand, intertwining fingers. He rolled onto his side, facing her. “I think I’d prefer it be unprotected – that they get to cum inside you like these guys did…. As long as we’re careful about who we decide on – maybe find a couple of regular boyfriends for you. I don’t know if it would be a good idea to let Uncle fuck you too often – maybe once every now and then.”
“He obviously hasn’t told anyone. At least he’s discrete,” Catherine ventured. “Discrete is good.”
“True! Older single men are probably the best candidates. They’ll be so thrilled to get a chance with you – they won’t want to spoil it by blabbing or bragging.”
“Uh huh – and older men are experienced too.” Catherine blushed. “I like that.”
Ashton chuckled. “Good point, sweetheart. Hopefully I’ll get to watch and learn sometimes.”
“I’ll like it more if you’re watching,” Catherine said into a kiss.
****
Well Ashton did get to watch and do a fair bit of learning for the rest of the week. The younger guy left the next day, and they decided to limit things to just the two older men. Roger and Mike ended up servicing Catherine each night and getting several blowjobs off her as well.
Ashton’s uncle came for a visit when they got home, and soon after that they decided to allow a guy from downstairs to have sex with Catherine a few times, which was going well until one afternoon Ashton came home from work to find things getting a bit freaky….
“But I don’t know if I’m going to be able to take it all,” Catherine uttered, nervously looking back over her shoulder. She was leaning forward on her kitchen counter with the guy behind her. His name was Norman. He was 40 years old and quite thin, as was his penis, but he had his fist around the base of it as he positioned the narrow head against Catherine’s anus, and there was a good five inches extending beyond.
He had lathered that five inches of dick with KY, and as he pressed the head against her tight little hole, it squeezed on through and opened her.
“Ouch!” Catherine cried at the sudden burst of pain, but he waited and didn’t try to insert it any further yet.
“You don’t have to do this,” her husband said. He was watching from the end of the counter. “I don’t think this is going to work out, Norman.”
“No – it’s okay,” Catherine said. “It’s not hurting anymore and I want him to do it…. But really carefully, please?” She smiled back at the man behind her, and she tensed up as he pressed forward, inserting a few inches into her. She knew she was supposed to try and relax, but that was easier said than done with such a strange feeling going on back there. She felt quite sharp pain at being stretched open, and there was also pressure where his penis was sort of probing up into her. Plus there was the fear of having no real control being bent over like she was and with the guy on her back.
She felt his fist pressing against her bottom, and he rested there with more than half of his length in her.
“Are you all right?” he asked. “I’ll pull back now then see if I can go a bit deeper.”
“Okay,” Catherine uttered. “It feels kind of nice – and interesting!”
She felt it sliding out and relieving the upward pressure, and she took a breath and tried to relax. Then it was sliding in again, and she couldn’t help tensing up at the strangeness of being penetrated like that, but she kept her bottom lifted for him, and he surged deeper that time and didn’t stop until she pressed back against his hip.
“Oh fuck that’s tight,” the guy groaned, and he thrust a little more and had his entire eight inches inside of her.
“Gosh that’s deep,” Catherine said
with some concern. “Don’t hurt me with it.”
“No it’s okay,” the guy said. “I’m all the way in, so just try and relax a bit.”
Catherine looked to her husband. She managed a smile. “Oh my God! He’s got his whole thingy in me!”
He started moving gently against her – just bumping with his pelvis and sort of lifting her with his dick. She peered back over her shoulder, smiling through her blush. So far it had been all very interesting and excitingly new. The guy was just concentrating on what he was doing right then. He was all the way up her and humping away, and the raw, basic idea occurred to her that she was being fucked in the arse.
The idea suddenly embarrassed Catherine, and she blushed deeply as she looked back to her husband.
“You okay?” he asked, obviously picking up on her concern.
She just bit down on her lip and nodded, and she felt herself lifting and pressing back against the guy’s thrusts. She could still feel pressure at the depth of his penetration, but there was no longer any pain.
“I’m getting anal, Ashton. He’s fucking me in the arse…. He’s so deep in me there.”
“Oh fuck!” the guy groaned and started driving towards his climax. He was then humping her forcefully and sawing the length of his dick in and out of her body. He was holding Catherine’s shoulders and pulling her back as he pounded into her, jolting her and making her squirm against him.
“Oh fuck me!” he suddenly cried out, and he jammed his length all the way up her arse and bucked. Then Catherine felt his penis throb and discharge a powerful jet of cum into her body. It then throbbed again and again as another four or five strong bursts of semen gushed from it.
Catherine’s embarrassment had faded, and she smiled at her husband, meeting his eyes playfully. “I think he just came in me,” she said. “I think I’ve just had my first official anal.”
“Yeah? And did you like it?” Ashton returned just as playfully.
“Uh huh! And did you like it, Norman?” she asked sweetly, peering back over her shoulder at the man still pressed up behind her and catching his breath.
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