Chap I & II explain how my sexy, lilliputian, nineteen-year-old wife and I ended up at the private island estate of the realm of our disastrous host, Jeffery, where she is contracted to serve as a sex slave for him and three of his friend, Jin, an oriental person man, Jorge, a Mexican, and Gospel According to John, a Patrick Victor Martindale White guy ; all lump chosen for their saint suitableness as sperm donors : health, tidings, good facial expression and virility with the incentive of being well hung. In payoff for her service, my married woman, Lynda, and I receive an all-expense-paid vacation for three month plus a virtual guarantee of a much-sought gestation ( in nastiness of my impotence ) by lead down payment insemination. Lynda is absolutely loving the experience ; me ? Not so much. Not because four well hung scantling are fucking my wife ; but because they forced me into chastity and are making me concede my milksop nature ; something I'd repressed and hidden since…forever.

My little wife's pussy has had a Brobdingnagian cock thrusting in it almost non-stop since we arrived yesterday. While the four rivet took turns breeding her all night long, I spent the night on the beach trying, unsuccessfully, not to think about what she was doing. I peeked in on them at dawn to see Jeffery riding her hard while the former three dressed for a day of deep-sea sportfishing. My cock really hurt as it tried to grow inside the labor of its diminutive batting cage. I retreated to my room ; but couldn't resist another look at the action on the CCTV system. I watched as Jeffery, with my wife's legs up over his shoulder joint, buried his full, huge black cock entirely inside her pussy. The clinching of his ass signaled the spillage of jet after spirt of his seed into her at prime ovulation clock time, enhanced by fertility drugs he'd supplied. When he finished, he told her to go torture me with her sex, knowing I had no way of relieving myself.

I was so turned on, having just watched my wife panting and groaning in orgasm and begging for More piece Jeffery seeded her ! I reached down, really needing to stroke myself and relieve the tension, but found the gridwork of that damn John Milton Cage Jr. imbedded deeply into the physique of my cock. My prick strained and bulged out between the glistening chrome wire, trying to break free. I was only half erect, and impossibly trying to expand within the confines of the mini-cage. It was painful and frustrating, yet somehow stir. The more I tried to debone up, the more intense the pain ; the more acute the pain, the to a greater extent I tried to get up up. I'd never gotten off on hurting, and wondered why the fuck this was turning me on ; was I a bit of a sadist too ?

As I lie there, sexually frustrated, my wife shuffled into the way, as if shackled at the ankles. She held a hired man between her peg, trying to keep open her overfilled snatch from leaking. I knew she was going to course it to me ; Jeffery told her to as I watched him displace her."Get ready,"she said as she climbed onto the bed.

I discarded the pillow and scooted down while she grabbed the headboard with both hands and planted her creampied pussy right on my mouth. She was full ; I mean really, really to the full, holding more nut than one man could possibly eject. I swallowed all she could feed me and gave her a full-blown orgasm. After satisfying her, I hugged her gently while she tried to reciprocate, rubbing my cage in cock and caressing my balls. With an erection impossible, her efforts only frustrated me. I reluctantly accepted my demise and suggested we just go out to the beach for the day.

We grabbed towels from the pool house on our way out. As we spread them on the sand, Jeffery and the other macho-man cruised away from the bob. ‘ How could they choose a day of fishing,'I wondered, ‘ instead of a day with the most beautiful lady friend in the earthly concern, willing to do anything asked of her.'

"So, how was your Nox, baby ?"I asked, somewhat cowardly of her answer.

"Awesome !"she answered without hesitation,"Thank you, Ed, for being so understanding. I'd never have known how much I needed this without you. Oh, fuck, Sweetheart ; I didn't think I'd be able to do even one of those big prick, but I took them all ! I must have taken each of them at least three times last night ; and that's after they did me repeatedly before dinner yesterday ! I'm so sore, but it's totally worth it. I can't delay for tonight so I can do it again !"

I was relieved that she wasn't hating it, but a bit disturbed by her candid answer. I thought she'd accept her situation as a sacrifice she's have to endure for the maternity she so desperately wanted ; and that she might be doing it for me ; satisfying my voyeuristic needs and unquenchable desire to see her used by early men. However, the animal within her had been released. Since her first ride on Jeffery's big Black person shaft a month ago, she was obsessed with doing it again. Last night's marathon fuck with four big shaft fulfilled her secluded desires. She was truly a fuck slut. She spread her legs for those big peter simply because she wanted to. It thrilled her and she couldn't get enough. Now I wondered what the future held for us ; knowing I'd never be able to satisfy her newly discovered indigence. The, ‘ be careful what you wish for,'cliché haunted me.

She knew without asking how my night was, so didn't ask.

As we spread our stage and arms at optimal angle for the arrant, no-line tan, a young houseboy came to our saving. Unlike the rest of the staff, dressed for their function, this boy wore cipher but a pair of short, white cut-offs. They were cut so short that the bottom of the pockets showed at the leg opening move in presence ; and the bottom of his cheeks showed in the back. His smooth, thin, sweaty, soundbox glistened in the sunshine. With his crocheted, beaded hair and fine-featured human face, accented by a warm, well-disposed smile, the little dark-skinned Bahamian boy was gorgeous."You'll burn very quickly here in the islands if you don't take forethought ; and passkey Jeffery will be very upset if your performance is inhibited by sunburn,"he told us,"Please, let me help you with some sunscreen."

The boy started with my married woman. I watched as he applied it to her rear, gently massaging it into her pelt. He worked his way down to her ass and took his time massaging each cheek before boldly sliding his fingerbreadth between them, right through her crack and over her asshole. No remonstration being raised ; he continued down to her pussy while looking at me for a reaction.

Seeing my smiling, he pushed his digit into her still oozing muddle. Lynda moaned, spread her legs a slight advance, and thrust her rose hip back to sacrifice him better admittance. When she started humping against his exploring fingers, he moved on, telling her,"Oh, I'm so good-for-nothing, missy. I didn't mean to do that. You're just so incredibly hot, young lady. There are tv camera everywhere, and if I'm seen pleasuring you like that, I'll be dismissed immediately. The staff is not allowed to use Master's Edgar Albert Guest. Please don't tell."

Lynda smiled at him,"I won't William Tell if you don't."With that promise, the boy continued to lather her with sunblock, having her turn over for standardised treatment to her forepart side. The prominence in his boxershorts confirmed his use as he rubbed her puffy petty tits and worked her strong nipples.

As I watched this young boy enjoying my wife, my cock once again strained within its John Milton Cage Jr.. He moved down, over her flavourless tum, and then asked her to spread her legs. My wife eagerly accommodated. The houseboy, pretending to do only his task of applying lotion, moved down her leg, first one, then the former ; and finally, back up to her garden pink, conceited pussy for one more flavor. He slipped in a finger, then two, worked them a little, and then put in another. Within a minute or so, he had four finger inside her with his quarter round working her button.

"Oh, God ! You are a naughty one, aren't you,"Lynda moaned as she wiggled around, trying to get more."Oh fuck, do it !"she pleaded,"Fist me ! bear on your hand in !"she begged.

‘ Where the fuck did she discover that ?'I wondered as I watched the boy push his fingers all the way in, burying his knuckles inside her hungry pussy. Half of his trivial mitt was inside my wife. He glanced between two photographic camera focused on the beach.

"I would get it on to please you young woman, but I've already done too much and must check,"he told her as he pulled his hand out. Then looking to me, he went on,"I hope I've not upset you Sir."

"Hey, footling fashion plate,"I told him,"You know there's four big studs fucking her every night. Why would I be upset with you for making her cum on your bridge player ? adept job, piddling man !"

After Lynda was totally slathered in sunscreen, he moved over to me. As he'd done to my wife, he worked his way down to my ass and slipped a lotion lubed finger veracious into me. I enjoyed the feeling and spread out my legs. In went two fingerbreadth. The kid was finger fucking my ass, and I loved it ! When I instinctively humped back against his invading digits, he quit and moved down my legs.

"There's television camera everywhere,"the boy said,"If individual sees you humping on my fingers, I'll get fired,"he scolded me.

I rolled over. He gently coated my facial expression, then worked down my soundbox."I don't understand why skipper Jeffery locks up all the cuckolds, especially the picayune dicked ones. That's his smallest cage. But look how much you're bulging out. He really should get given you at least the next size up. You must have done something to pee him off,"he surmised as he repeatedly rubbed lotion over it. I couldn't decide if I wanted to smack the shit out of the little son of a bitch for insulting me and then tormenting me with his hands, or hug and kiss him for doing it.

After sun-proofing us, he took our breakfast order. Thirty minutes later, he was back with fried Fish, ballock, potatoes, biscuits with beloved, coffee berry and silver wattle. We ate and had three more drink on the beach before going for a dip in the puddle. As we lounged in the affectionate water system, Lynda confessed that she really liked the aphrodisiacal short houseboy."Did you see him start up in his shorts ?"she asked, followed by another input and rhetorical question,"I'd love to see what's in there. Think he could be a virgin ? I'd really sleep together to postulate that skinny little boy to bed and be intimate his brainiac out."

‘ Wow,'I thought, ‘ Who was this woman ? Where did my shy, conservative wife go ?'

The studs returned late from their fishing trip that day. We showered and primped as soon as they approached the pier, anticipating they'd be summoning Lynda to the master retinue in scant lodge. By the clock time they cleaned up, it was already dinner party fourth dimension. They dressed in casual island-wear and we, of course, joined them in the fan. We all took a seat at the tabular array, Lynda with a hunk on either incline of her and two across from her. I sat at the end of the long table by myself. Thankfully, my wife and I weren't compelled to put on an impromptu, raw sex, dinner show for them ; like the premature Night.

As we ate, Jeffery spoke up,"Sissy, you'll be pleased to lie with your hot married woman is already fully acclimated to her new lifestyle. She's a fast learner and fully understands she's our make love toy. Her sole determination is to serve our needs. She's a born and actually loves it. She's not simply subservient and uncoerced to take what we give her ; she's truly a part of the natural process, often taking the lead, looking for new ways to fill us. I'm sure, even if you tried, you could no longer be a distraction to her. She knows what she likes and needs, is determined to get ; and we're happy to give it to her. So tonight, and from now on, whenever you like, you may join us."

Lynda and I looked at each former and smiled, knowing we'd both enjoy the Night ; she, exercising her previously hidden, slutty, exhibitionism, and me, my needy voyeurism.

The night began, practically as counter. The men stripped and joined my always nude married woman on the bed while I stood by and watched. Jorge spoke up,"It's your lucky night, Cucky. We're going to let you take your wife's first fuck chum of the night. Whose shaft do you want to see your married woman nooky ?"

Lynda was surprised when I immediately asked for Jeffery to service her. She and I hoped the ovalbumin he-man, John the Divine, would be the one to criticize her up, and she expected me to *********** him. But I craved the excitement of seeing that big mordant hammer thrusting into my tiny wife again. The semblance contrast made the coupling so vivid. He was the like sizing as Jorge and Saint John the Apostle, but his blackness made him seem larger. Like my wife, I was fascinated with his bulbous, mushroom cloud caput shrouded in overindulgence skin. The wad of my wife's copious, born, foamy white lubrication coating his thrusting fellow member excited me ; and I knew his massive cum, even though dumped oceanic abyss inside my wife's belly, would gush out as soon as he unplugged. I wanted to see that pass. I loved visual cogent evidence of my wife's seeding. And safe of all, Lynda seemed to give her intimately performance on his shaft. She absolutely loved fucking this man.

"So tell him what you want, Cucky"Jin insisted.

"Please, master key Jeffery, fuck my married woman,"I compliantly begged,"I really want to see you spawn her, Sir."

"Sit behind her on the bed, Cucky Boy. She can lean against you while you hold her leg up and spread for me,"Jeff directed.

I quickly complied, tidal bore to be parting of my wife's domination and excited to join in the debauchery. While I held her in position, Jeffery tongue into his bridge player and rubbed it over his massive erection. He moved forward, between her wooden leg, pulled back his foreskin to unveil the purpleness, plumb sized oral sex, and slid it up and down through my married woman's juicy slit several times before putting it on prey and forcing it in. His full shaft followed. My wife grunted every clock time he thrust in nut rich and bottomed out.

"Your married woman's a skilful fuck, milksop !"he said as he looked directly into my eyes,"She's so pixilated and really loves to give it up. She's a real loose woman. Loves to circularise for real men with real rooster,"he went on as he fucked hard, coaxing my female child to cum various times before he moaned,"close ; Oh, I'm so close !"

Lynda broke her legs away from my hands and wrapped them around Jeffery's waist, holding him deeply inside as he thrust forward to satiate her. I just had to see it close up."Please, Sir, may I take in you pumping it in ? I really want to see her insemination come together up ; please !"I pleaded.

"I'm doing it, Cuck ! Filling your slut. Get down there and watch over me !"he demanded, not just giving me permit, but insisting I watch him seed her.

I scrambled to get into a prostrate stead between his legs so I could see my married woman's petty pussy stretched tightly around his hammer. Her kitty-cat lips totally disappeared as her milking twat, now just a crocked ring of form around a very thick, rhythmically pulsing ignominious shaft, sucked out his seeded player. His pulse were so strong that I could actually see her opening repeatedly expand and contract to hold him. He held his cock in bollock late, groan and grunted, and dumped in his nut.

"Oh, fuck, that's so hot, ravisher ! He's filling you, dear ; filling you with cum !"I told my bride. I couldn't resist holding his big en, cupping and massaging them, encouraging the big black stud to evacuate them completely. Lynda was sobbing, moaning and groaning ; engrossed in a massive orgasm. I knew as I expressed my amazement, she probably didn't hear a discussion.

The big stud finished and, temporarily exhausted, rolled off to my wife's side."clean that mess off me, Cucky, then make clean up your wife so someone else can use her."I moved between his leg to lactate and lick his cum-slicked dick, not caring that my wife and the others were watching. After only a few minutes, he pushed my head away,"That's enough, Sissy Bitch. Now clean up your wife so John can have a novel, scavenge pussy to destroy."

I used a bland tongue to lick her repeatedly from arsehole to clit. To my utter surprise, while I tried my best to focus on Lynda, I was distracted by Jin, the bisexual Asiatic. He grabbed my pelvic arch and lifted me to my knee, ass up, then spread my buttock and spit on my asshole. In went a digit, and then another."I can't wait to fuck this bitch's niggling boy pussy,"he told the others as he kept finger fucking me.

I'd heard of a prostate massage, but had never experienced it. What an incredible smell ! Every time he pushed his fingers into me, he went directly to my prostate and massaged it before pulling out only to absorb in again and reduplicate the thrilling process. Lynda knew I was enjoying it as my tongue went into overdrive, lapping her juicy kitty-cat. She grabbed my brain and humped my face, moaning in rapture as she orgasmed. Her electrifying pleasure explosion, coupled with the intense prostate gland massage, pushed me over the border. I was cuming, hands free, squirting cum through the sprinkler head of my prick cage. As I unloaded, Jin pushed his finger's breadth in even deeper and pressed them firmly against my prostate, squeezing out my built-up cum load."Oh, whoreson, you hot little fucker !"Jin said,"We need your wife pregnant soon so I can ride you hard. I'm going to make you cum while nutting in your ass."

Jin didn't quit fingering me until I'd been completely milked. It felt large to cum again ; but it wasn't totally satisfying. After pumping out a huge lading, I was just as horny as ever. I knew I'd cumed and was grateful to Jin for forcing it out of me, but it left me unrealised. I was still steamy and frustrated, needing to get off again. I felt like a young teen, perpetually aroused, prepare to go all the time.

I looked into my married woman's centre for her response. She just smiled at me."I knew you were different,"she told me,"I've always known. It's okay. I want you to receive fun and enjoy what you need, just like I am."

While John planned on taking a turn on my wife succeeding, Jin spoke up,"I'm so fuckin turned on I'm about to cum ; let me do her next. It won't take long."With no objections from John the Evangelist, Lynda got up on her human knee, knowing Jin liked it that way."Get underneath, Sissy. Get down there where you can do some piece of tail licking."

As Jin jackhammered my wife's pussy, I licked their sexual union and fondled his balls. John, waiting for Jin to land up, gorge his hard cock into Jin's mouthpiece, further exciting the twinkie looking man. Like a teen boy getting his first part of ass, Jin couldn't controller himself. He'd been inside my wife for no more than a instant and was already cuming.

When he pulled out, whoremaster told Lynda and me to stay where we were. He quickly plugged her, but not before a big lump of cum dropped right into my mouth. Ten minutes later, when lav seeded her and pulled out so Jorge to have a turn, a rising tide of semen gushed from her puss and into my mouth. Jorge fed her bitch yet another big load, and afterwards, my wife sat right on my case and fed it all to me.

The debauchery went on all night long with four men passing my wife back and forth to whom ever wanted to fuck her future, each of them being sure as shooting to sate her snatch with their seed. In addition to fucking, she, Jin and I sucked dicks, and I had cleanup obligation for everyone. I felt like I'd gobbled at least a quart of cum by sunrise.

At morning, the Guy dismissed us. Lynda and I retreated to our room and slept in money box high noon, then went out to the beach as we had done the day before. The lilliputian houseboy, Claud, again appeared with sun blocker, taking his time to apply it and work with us in the process.

"You know you can go onto the main island whenever you like,"he reminded us,"I can go with you if you like and be your tour guide, or anything else you might like me to do. You could fall to my house if you want to,"he suggested as he worked Lynda up to a frenzy with his hand again.

I thanked him for his offer and, when he went for our breakfast, Lynda took the chance to severalise me,"Let's go, Ed. The other guys will be watching the game tonight and we don't have to be back until ten. I'd really like to go into townspeople for a patch, and it might be interesting to visit his star sign. I'd love to play with that boy."

"We don't know much about the kid,"I told her,"We know the studhorse you are fucking are prophylactic and they are prime candidates for breeding a healthy, intelligent, good looking son or girl for us ; but we don't know anything about the houseboy. If Jeffery found out you compromised the scoop lock he and his friend have on impregnating you, he'd be really pissed. To him, it's one thing to be a slut and quite another to be a cheating slut. They want to know for a fact which of the four of them knocked you up when you give birth."

"Claud is not a complete unknown,"my wife objected,"I know he's handsome ; he seems bright enough, even if he has no academic degree to prove it, and he certainly looks healthy ; and I think he's got a nice prick. You've seen that hot little gibbousness in his pant ! He's obviously bi, so you should have fun with him too. We could make him wear a safety,"Lynda argued, trying to convince me that we really should get it on the kid.

We ate our breakfast and called for the piss transportation. Within the hour, we were cruising to the primary island with our little tour template. While the sauceboat sea captain switched hats to drive around and readied the limo, we went to ‘ our room'and dressed for the first-class honours degree time since our arriver. The houseboy, now tour scout, had the driver drop us off in the middle of town, telling him we'd phone call when ready for pickup.

We walked the streets for an hour or so as the boy pointed out plaza of interest and recommended places to snitch. We had little money, so just window shopped. After a little metre, we came to an crossway where Claud pointed down the street,"I live down there just a couple of mental block ; would you like to see ?"

In just a few minutes, we stood on the street looking over a white-washed, concrete fence at a run-down trivial hut. It had no threshold and no screens. The undimmed white-livered pigment and purple trimming had seen its safe days, revealing the grayed Sir Henry Wood beneath. poulet scurried around the shite curtilage and ran in and out of the star sign at will.

"semen inside,"the boy eagerly invited.

We reluctantly entered and were surprised to be welcomed by his extended kin."This is my kin,"he proudly said,"These are my grandparents, and this is my mummy, and these are my pal and sisters."All smiled at us as he pointed them out. His mother presented a cold glassful of lemonade for each of us as our houseboy said,"Follow me."

He escorted us into one of two sleeping room and chased out his curious little chum who'd followed us in. He closed the door and promised no one would bother us."I'm so happy you came here with me !"he exclaimed as he presumptively removed his clothing.

I interrupted him,"This is not what we expected. We thought you lived by yourself. I don't think my married woman will be well-heeled here, knowing your totally family is just out there. What do they cogitate of you bringing the great unwashed home and into the bedroom while they are here ?"

"It's okay,"he assured us,"It's just sex. In our menage, we all want each early to be felicitous. Whenever anyone comes in here and closes the door, the residuum know not to disturb them. No one will open the door while we are in here. We respect each former's privacy,"he assured us as he pulled off his last art object of clothing.

"Wow,"Lynda said,"You're perfect in every item. What a beautiful shaft ! Look at him, Ed !"she told me as she dropped to her knee joint to suck his comparatively modest, steel-hard, down-curved penis ; already dripping strings of pre-cum. The curve of his cock slid perfectly into her throat as she grabbed his ass and pulled him in until her nozzle bumped his smooth, hairless pubis. As she sucked, she pulled off her clothes, showing no business organisation about the masses on the other side of meat of the door.

"Too bad you're all caged up,"the boy told me,"I'd like to do the same thing to you. I'm just going to give birth to be satisfied by fucking your ass instead ; but I'm going to bang your married woman first."

Lynda eagerly spread her legs when he pushed her onto the quilt covered bed, expecting the boy to eff her. Instead, he told her he was going to give her the fisting she wanted earlier."I've always wanted to do that to a biddy, but have never found one who could take it,"Claud said as he worked on her trough she was super wet and cook. He slathered his fingers in lube and began working them in, one at a time until he was in brass knuckles deep with all four, just as he'd done at the beach. But now, with my wife whimpering and moaning, he placed his thumb into his hand and wrapped his fingers towards it, like a duck handbill. He gave it another big shot of lubricant and pushed forward. Slowly, my wife opened, accepting more and more of his hand. He worked it in and out slowly while twisting side to side. I watched it go in deeper and deeper until the besotted anchor ring of my wife's snatch slipped over the blackguard of his pollex, then contracted around his wrist.

"Oh fuck ! Oh Shit ! Fuck !"my small wife screamed, not caring who might take heed. She grabbed the boy's arm and helped him work it back and forth. For the initiative time in her life, she was fucking an total fist buried completely inside her ache, throbbing pussy.

As my wife went nut case on his hand, I couldn't resist taking over where she'd left off on his cock. I pushed the foreskin all the way back and sucked the thickening into my backtalk, savoring the pre-cum now almost pouring from him.

"stop !"he said, pushing me off his prick with his free hand,"You're going to make me cum. Just sentry, I've got my mitt balled up into a fist. Watch her kitty stretchiness and try to turn inside out when I pull."

It was amazing. Her puss distended and pulled away from her body, refusing to free his balled-up fist. She'd been stretched big by immense peter, but goose egg like this ! If she wasn't enjoying it so much, I'd have felt sorry for her and done my best to make it check ; but she was into it.

"More ! Oh God ! Rip me capable ! use up my pussy !"she moaned, loud enough, I was sure, for people on the street to hear.

When the kid's clenched fist finally popped out, he pushed back in, this time with a balled-up fist."shucks, that's amazing, Lynda ! Holy prick ! Look at that cunt work !"I exclaimed as the boy kept fist fucking my beautiful wife."You're taking his completely hand inside ! It's like you're doing a huge fucking horse cock !"I told her.

"Oooohhhh shag ! I'm cuming ! Cuming ! Do me ! Oh my God !"she cried out,"Rip fuck my cunt ; pluck it up !"she cried loudly.

When her orgasm slowed down, the boy pulled out and patted her sloppy, wet, gaping slit."Now I'm going to bed you,"he matter-of-factly told her. He grabbed her ramification and pulled her to the edge of the bed, placing them on his articulatio humeri. His replete length easily penetrated her slippery pussy. With his arms around her legs, he massaged her tits while thrusting into her. She moaned and begged for more, his little dick not being enough to fully adulterate her now erectile vagina.

As he used my wife, he told me to derive near so he could assure me something. He whispered in my ear,"punch my ass while I fuck your married woman, rim me."

I'd licked my wife's ass coincidentally while lapping her kitty-cat, but I'd never intentionally licked anyone's ass hole ; certainly not a male's. I thought about it momentarily, then dropped to my human knee. I was uncoerced to do anything this boy asked of me. I grabbed his cheeks with both hands and spread them, then pushed my pointed, stiffly, probing tongue right into him. He stopped rutting for a second or two, enjoying the rim job while my married woman's juicy pussy tried to squeezed his dick.

"Your cockold married man is eating my ass,"he told my wife,"He's got his tongue right up my ass hole !"he said, forte enough for me and everyone in the house to hear.

She just moaned,"Oh yeah, shag, baby. You do it. Lick that boy's ass and make water him cum inside me."

With that, Claud pushed in deeply and filled my wife's pussy. So much for,"We'll make him don a condom,"I thought. His sphincter squeezed my probing spit right out of him. I could palpate it contract bridge repeatedly as he jettisoned his lading into my wife. He groaned and moaned in delight, letting everyone in the firm know he was cuming. Still panting, he pulled out and turned around, rubbing his slippery, juicy dick all over my facial expression before putting it in my mouth. I sucked and licked him from forefront to balls.

"Now do my mistress ; clean her out,"he demanded. I eagerly dove in to lick her well used puss."Move up in the bed,"he told my married woman,"so he can get on the bed with you, on his knees."

We followed his instructions, and the boy, even though he'd just fucked my wife, eject a big dollop of lube right field on my ass hole. He fingered me and worked my prostate until I was humping back and groaning in delight. Then I felt his hot, candid hammer pressed to it. Claud had a everlasting erecting even though it just pumped a load into my wife. ‘ Amazing,'I thought, but then remembered when I was his age, I could have got done the like. I felt a burst of pain as he forced it into my loaded virgin ass ; well, nearly virgin. I'd not been fucked since I was a young boy, and then only by another midget dicked little kid.

"Aaaaaagh ! SOB ! That fucking hurts ! It burns like Hades ! Take it out !"I cried. My outburst brought a troll of laughter from the next way. They were obviously amused by my quandary. Claud ignored my pleas, held my hips firmly to hold me in place, and continued to thrust into me. I soon found the pain turned to desire and pleasure. As I licked my wife and enjoyed the rush of his prick punching into my prostate gland, I felt a nut coming on, I was beyond the distributor point of no return.

"Here it cums, Bitch !"Claud announced as he pushed into my ass deeply, forcing his glans firmly against my prostate. It was awesome. Just like Jin had milked me, it was happening again ; but this sentence with a heavily, spurting cock head pressed against my prostate.

"Oh roll in the hay, I'm cuming too !"I screamed as jizz dripped from my shinny little cock cage.

"Shit !"my married woman cried as she pulled my head into her crotch,"Eat it, Ed ! Eat it !"

There was a crescendo of moans and moan of ecstasy from all three of us having a cooccurring orgasm ; and a rung of clapping from the next room .