Shared Wife Annabelle: Nature's Game (Full Service Book 1)

by Matt Coolomon

  “No, I’m fine,” Annabelle cuts in. “I want to do it…. I don’t want to chicken out now that we’re here.”

  Luke strokes her face again. “I love you, you know?”

  Annabelle smiles through the blush that is rising again. “I know, Luke. I love you too.”

  A door creaks open then closes on the other side of the wall. There’s a shuffling of clothing then a semi-firm penis pokes through the hole. It’s dark in colour, thick and with a large purple tinged head.

  Annabelle measures a couple of breaths, just staring down at it. She then glances to her husband, but he’s looking at it too. She uses the folded towel to pad the tiled floor and kneels on it, taking hold of the penis and feeling it flex in her grip. It’s hot and the eyelet is glistening a drop of moisture. Annabelle takes a final breath and closes her eyes as she sucks the head into her mouth.

  “Ooohhh….” comes a deep groan from behind the wall. “Ooh yeah – good girl….”

  Annabelle strokes and sucks, bobbing her head on the end few inches and lashing the crown and eyelet with her tongue. The shaft has hardened, though not extended much. She holds the wall with her free hand and keeps stroking with her other. She has her eyes open now and rolls them up to look at her husband gawking open-mouthed at what she’s doing.

  Annabelle keeps stroking but pulls her head back to catch her breath for a minute. The man begins thrusting his cock through her fist so she massages over the head. The man is groaning and calling her ‘good girl’ all the while. She continues stroking him off and lowers beneath to his balls. They’re huge and tight in their sac. She moans as she kisses one then the other, sucking softly and massaging with her tongue.

  “Yes. Yes. Good girl,” the man groans again.

  “Mmm – they’re so huge,” Annabelle utters without thinking, and she sucks harder on one of them while probing it with her tongue. She looks up at Luke watching intently, and she holds his eyes and moves to the man’s other ball and opens her mouth over it. She’s still massaging the head of the cock in her hand. She feels the ball in her mouth contract into the base of the shaft as it flexes and hardens. Annabelle then lifts and takes the head of the thing in her mouth again, still holding her husband’s eyes as the first spurt of semen gushes. “Mmm….” she moans softly as another and another spurt pulse to flood her throat and make her constrict so it doesn’t go straight down.

  Annabelle can’t help frowning as the penis in her mouth pulses several more times then continues to leak as it gradually softens. She pulls back and squeezes the now flaccid shaft, still with the man’s full ejaculate in her mouth. She lifts her head, tilting back and parting her lips to show her husband. He looks in her mouth and she opens a bit wider, pushing the gooey load forward with her tongue.

  “Hhmm….” Annabelle moans as she swallows, grimacing at the powerful taste and feeling her eyes water. She then looks back up at Luke and opens her mouth to show him. He nods – his eyes soft and his forehead creased in a frown as well.

  Annabelle lifts the penis still in her hand and resumes kissing the man’s balls. He covers her hand with his then takes over holding his shaft up and out of the way. His balls have dropped in their sack and she’s able to feel the heavy roundness of them now.

  “You like them, yeah?” the man asks her, tilting down to see through the hole.

  “Uh huh – they’re so huge and heavy,” Annabelle utters, just holding them and feeling them with a thumb.

  The man shifts back until she releases him, then he reaches through the hole and touches her breasts. He feels one then the other. She arches her chest forward and watches his hand. He’s tweaking her nipples and groping her little tits quite firmly as he now masturbates himself. Annabelle remains on her knees with her upper body thrust forward for the man. He gathers her top, pulling it up. She helps him and lifts it to her neck just as he aims his cock through the hole again and several more thick spurts of semen gush onto her tits.

  Annabelle is left looking down at herself while the man shuffles clothing and the door beyond the wall opens and closes. The semen is running down her belly but she wipes it before it reaches the waist band of her shorts. She uses both hands and rubs it into her skin, up her belly and over her breasts.

  “Aw fuck….” Luke groans, edging in close and cumming all over Annabelle’s tits as well.

  She turns to accept his load, wiping up from her belly and rubbing it all into her skin while the door beyond the glory hole opens and closes again.

  There’s shuffling close to the wall then the younger guy’s face shadows the hole. “Just the lady, right?”

  Annabelle and Luke look to each other. Annabelle speaks into the hole. “Yes – just me.”

  “Fuck yeah – have it then,” the guy says and puts his dick through, his fat belly pressed over the top of the hole and his shaved balls hanging loose.

  Annabelle glances to her husband again then lifts the short, thick penis and softly kisses the guy’s ball sac. She licks and sucks on it while thumbing the broad head of the guy’s cock and squeezing against the flex of the shaft. She moves to his other ball, moaning as she takes the underside of it into her mouth. She peers up at Luke. “I love it when they’re big and heavy like this.”

  “Yeah, that’s it – fill them up, lady. I’ll give you a nice big load to eat too.”

  “Mmm yes please,” Annabelle utters, kissing her way up beneath the shaft and teasing the moist eyelet with the tip of her tongue. The cock is now rigid and levering vertically, Annabelle having to lift a little to cover the head with her lips. She then sucks most of the stubby member into her mouth and starts bobbing her head.

  “Yeah, suck it,” the guy commands and begins thrusting in time with the movement of her head.

  Luke slumps down the wall with his back to it until he’s on his haunches and right there next to the glory hole. He tilts his head to closely watch the dick surging in and out of Annabelle’s mouth. She keeps her gaze fixed upon his face. She can feel the shaft of the penis getting harder now and the guy is thrusting more forcefully – holding every other stroke when he’s all the way in.

  “Oh yeah – keep going, lady – here it is,” he groans and jams himself against the wall.

  “Mmm…mm…” Annabelle moans as the first pulse of semen hits the back of her throat.

  “Aw fuck yeah,” the guy groans again and thrust once more and holds firm as his cock throbs and gushes in Annabelle’s mouth.

  Annabelle closes her eyes and accepts a far bigger load than the older man had produced. This one absolutely floods her throat and is oozing up over her tongue as she caresses the still open and leaking eyelet. She’s thinking of the basin beside her and maybe spitting it out. She’s almost decided to when Luke strokes her hair from her face. She removes the cock from her mouth and grimaces as the huge wad of semen slides down her throat.

  “Was that good?” Luke asks expectantly.

  Annabelle swallows at the horrible taste again and takes a breath, fibbing to her husband with a tiny nod.

  The penis is gone and the guy’s head shadows the hole again. “Can my buddy have a turn as well? He pops really fast.” A hand comes through and covers one of Annabelle’s breasts through her top. She sucks in a surprised breath and braces against the firm groping. The guy isolates the nipple and rolls it between his thumb and middle finger. Annabelle arches forward as he moves to her other breast and has a feel of it too. “So, can he? He’ll be seriously primed already.”

  “Um….” Annabelle looks to Luke. He shrugs in question. The guy cups a tit and bounces it. They both watch him do that and move to the other tit to jiggle it as well. Annabelle leans with both hands against the wall. The guy lifts her top and has a look at her. He leaves her top raised above her breasts and reaches down to grope her crotch through her little shorts. “Uhh.hhh…” Annabelle moans immediately. His hand is strong, his fingers pushing her clothing into her. He frigs her like that while she parts her knees and lets him. H
e then quickly pops the stud and slides his hand down her shorts and panties.

  “Aw fuck you’re wet,” he groans. “Do you want us to fuck you?”

  Annabelle swallows hard. “No…. Uhh.hhh….” she moans and squirms down against the guy’s fingers. He has some of them inside her and is rubbing her swollen clit, the heel of his hand squashing it in the restricted space. A tiny orgasm clenches her belly but just as it does, the hand is gone and a stubby black cock pokes through the glory hole.

  Annabelle slips her hand down her pants and finishes herself off while closing her eyes and sucking on this new dick. She grips and jerks it. Sucking hard until it suddenly throbs and gushes in her mouth. She moans over it while gently massaging her sopping pussy, and she doesn’t hesitate to swallow this time – the smallish load feeling particularly thick and gluggy as it has coated her teeth and tongue.

  This young guy is a bit hairy but his balls are smooth and virtually bald. It’s the first time Annabelle has had a chance to fondle a black man. She lifts his spent penis and cups his testicles, holding them from behind while she begins kissing and sucking on them. A glob of semen has seeped from the eyelet and is stringing from there. She gathers it with her tongue and collects the dripping length of it, taking the swollen head of the penis back into her mouth while continuing to hold and gently fondle the young black balls in her hand. They quickly lift and contract as the guy’s cock firms again. Annabelle resumes bobbing her head and jerking with her hand. The young guy begins to thrust through her hand and into her mouth. She squeezes her eyes shut and lashes with her tongue, sucking hard until the guy groans loud and jams himself against the hole in the wall. A powerful burst of semen then hits the back of Annabelle’s throat, making her gag and cough. She just squeezes her eyes shut tighter and waits while four or five thick pulses of gooey cum flood her mouth again.

  That penis is withdrawn from the glory hole and Annabelle stands immediately and stretches her cramped legs. She still has the wad of cum in her mouth, thrilled that it is from a black guy. She moves it around with her tongue.

  Luke is behind her, squeezing her shoulders. “That was amazing, baby. That was so fucking hot to watch.”

  Annabelle softly swallows. “I hope they enjoyed it too. It certainly felt like they did – like I did it nicely for them.”

  Luke kisses her hair. “Was it a lot of cum from each of them?”

  “Uh huh – and really thick from the black guy…. Although I wish his balls hadn’t been so hairy. I wanted to put them in my mouth…. They weren’t as huge as the first two guys. If they weren’t so hairy I would have sucked them properly for him.”

  “But you never suck my balls,” Luke breathes into Annabelle’s ear.

  “I know…. It’s different having to swallow the cum though. It feels so sexy and their balls are where it comes from….” Annabelle snuggles back. “Plus it’s so exciting that you’re watching me do it for them, Luke.”

  The door behind the wall opens and closes again. There’s the shuffling of clothing but Luke quickly closes the cover over the glory hole. He takes Annabelle into his arms and cuddles her, kissing her forehead. She tries to snuggle his face but his kisses move to her temple then her cheek. He tries for her lips but she turns her head away. “Luke!”

  “But why, baby?” he kisses her cheek again and nuzzles for her mouth.

  “But what about…?” Luke’s lips press to Annabelle’s. She continues to resist but he mashes firmly and probes with his tongue. The taste of the other men is still filling her senses and the black guy’s cum is coating her teeth. She relents and opens for her husband but after inserting his tongue into her mouth he quickly eases back and just kisses her lips. “See – I told you,” she says, turning her face again.

  Luke kisses back up to her temple and forehead. He gulps. “Sorry, baby, but that’s pretty gross.”

  Annabelle giggles. “Tell me about it.”

  They laugh together. “Is your stomach okay?” Luke asks.

  “Yes, it’s fine. It felt a bit queasy there for a minute with that second guy. I nearly had to spit his out, there was so much of it.” Annabelle plucks at the top virtually glued to her chest. “Come on, I need a shower…. And don’t forget you have to buy condoms for Paul.”

  Chapter 19

  Luke leads his wife from the small room with her clinging tight to his hand and half hiding behind his shoulder. Back in the shop she’s peering around at the three men. The two young guys are over the far side stocking shelves of DVD’s. Mario places a pink bag on the counter. “Something for the lovely lady,” he says, smiling at Annabelle.

  She looks in the bag and lifts a black see-through bra and panty set, blushing and smiling her thanks. Luke grabs a packet of extra-large condoms from a stand on the counter and reaches for his wallet.

  Mario raises a hand and nods. “Come visit again soon?” He’s looking at Annabelle as he asks.

  She takes a breath. “Okay…. As long as it’s only you guys again.” She checks with Luke. “Not tomorrow – but we could come back on Tuesday or Wednesday night…?”

  Luke draws a breath. “Maybe Wednesday?” he asks Mario.

  “We’ll close up early so it’s just me and the boys… Eight o’clock?”

  “Eight’s good,” Luke agrees – his cock firming again at the thought. He virtually drags his dazed wife to the car and puts her in it then gets in and buckles up. “This is just until our vacation next month, right, baby? Just a sexy game until then?”

  Annabelle is biting down on a half grin. She does a little nod. “Okay….”

  Luke backs out of the parking spot and drives. His mind is whirling with the image of his wife sucking cocks. This time it had been up close and with better lighting than in the car the other night. He can still see the thick shafts pulsing as the over-sized balls emptied into Annabelle’s mouth. He can see her lips sealed around them but not quite firmly enough to stop semen from oozing out a little.

  Luke drives in silence and notices Annabelle still dazed and just peering out her window. She goes straight to the bathroom when they arrive home, and half an hour later Luke sees her in the kitchen. He’s mowing the lawn and has enough yard work planned to keep him busy until dinner time.

  The graphic mental pictures of Annabelle being taken by these other men eventually fade and Luke is distracted by a job repairing a fence, his neighbour joining him to help with it.

  Annabelle doesn’t call Luke for dinner. It’s in the oven when he eventually comes in, his place set at the table waiting for him. Annabelle comes from her sewing room to serve him but doesn’t stay. Luke eats, tidies up and goes back out to his garage where he has a pool table. He watches the lights change in the house. First the sewing room light is turned off and the master bedroom light is on. Then that is turned off and there’s a flickering blue glow from the bedroom TV. Luke is opening his fifth beer when he checks again and sees the house in darkness.

  He suddenly feels guilty. It’s been a mixture of jealousy, humiliation, arousal and guilt churning in his heart and gut these past hours. Now it’s just the guilt. He leaves his open beer and hurries to get into bed before his lovely wife falls asleep.

  She’s facing away from his side. He slips in and lies close behind her – her slender body shifting to mould to his shape. She claims his hand and pulls it to her chest, cuddling his arm there. Luke kisses her hair. She draws a deep breath and slowly expels.

  Luke presses his cheek to hers. “Sorry, I kind of freaked out.”

  “I know…. It’s okay.”

  “It just sort of hit me. It’s a bit of a roller-coaster. One minute it’s hot and the next it’s…. I don’t know – freaky!”

  Annabelle sniffs. “I’d be more than freaked out if I was you, Luke. I mean if you were getting with other women…. I can understand how you must just stop and think sometimes and it would suddenly hit you.”

  “Exactly! So, you get that, do you, baby? And is it like that for you too?”r />
  Annabelle shakes her head without verbalising a response.

  “It’s not like that for you?”

  “No. It’s completely different for me…. There isn’t really a downside at all, as long as after your roller-coaster ride we’re still okay.” Annabelle kisses Luke’s fingers. “It’s actually so much more exciting than I ever even fantasized about.”

  Luke takes that in and processes it. “Okay – no downside for you. Just great sex.”

  “And affection, and attention, and feeling desired…. And being able to excite and satisfy these big men. Being taken by them….”

  Luke’s heart thumps at his chest. His cock flexes a little. His wife is wearing short summer pyjamas. He tries to pull his arm from her cuddle but when he touches her belly, traveling down, she catches his hand and guides it back to her chest – between her breasts. He rubs her face with his.

  She turns her head and kisses the corner of his lips. “Sorry but not down there…. I’ll suck you if you want.”

  Luke huffs and drops his head back onto his pillow. “I think you’ve done enough of that for one day, don’t you?” His tone has dredged up the jealousy.

  Annabelle just releases her hold on his arm, his hand slipping to rest upon her hip. She doesn’t remind him that it was his idea. She doesn’t need to. The jealousy flips and becomes guilt again. Then Luke notices the box of extra-large condoms on Annabelle’s bedside cabinet and his gut twists with pending humiliation.

  He huffs again and covers his face with an arm, rolling away from his wife and no longer touching her at all.

  After a long period of silence Annabelle speaks softly and plainly. “Would you prefer I didn’t go with Paul Jamison tomorrow?”

  Luke swallows at the dryness of his throat and mouth. “I don’t know…. One minute to the next – roller-coaster.”

  Annabelle doesn’t respond to that.

  Luke thinks of what his wife said before. “Except, like you said, the glory hole was for me and this other guy is for you. Right?”