0 comments/ 19147 views/ 1 favorites Dr. Ruark's Problem Ch. 01 By: Paris Waterman Doctor Robert Ruark peeled off his surgical gloves. The operation had been a difficult one, but after seven hours of grueling work he had succeeded in repairing the damaged heart valve. His brow was deeply furrowed as the tall, lean black man allowed thoughts of Alice to enter his mind for the first time since entering the operating room. 'What the hell is wrong with me?' He wondered. There was no denying he was profoundly in love with Alice. Of that he was sure. 'But why can't I perform any more?' His brow remained furrowed with concern. When they'd first met they had gone at each other like starved animals, fucking in every room of their apartment, using almost every piece of furniture, and every orifice. But now he . . . he couldn't get it up, and he hadn't a clue at to what was causing his impotency - and the wedding was fast approaching. Worse, Alice was horny and wanted him with her every available moment, but he'd been avoiding her, pleading a heavy caseload that he wanted to alleviate before their honeymoon. Desperate, Robert had made an appointment with Doctor Zaga, a close friend and world class psychiatrist to discuss the matter. After listening to Robert's story, Doctor Zaga leaned back in his chair and lit his pipe. When he had it going to his satisfaction he smiled kindly, and said, "Robert, my friend, you probably know most of what I'm about to say. But, please bear with me for there might just be a kernel of information in what I have to say that may help resolve your problem. Now, male hormones start to decline in the mid-twenties and effects can usually be felt by age 35. It's called Andropause. It's more gradual than the menopause that women face, but it's just as devastating because it can affect the sex drive, and that is what I think is at the heart of the matter." "Yes Doctor, I realize that. But you must realize that my wedding is next Saturday, and while I've been stalling Alice on having sex . . . well, that night my charade will end. I'm desperate. I need help and I need it fast." "Have you tried anti-aging treatments with hormone replacement therapy?" Robert shrugged his shoulders irritably. "Actually, yes I have. I was still unable to perform." "And this was with Alice?" His embarrassment surfaced. "No, I used a prostitute." "Perhaps if you'd tried it with Alice . . ." "I did. I mean, I tried that too, but . . . well, we were necking and I felt nothing. I panicked and made an excuse and left." There was a long pause before the doctor continued. "All right, let's go down the checklist; perhaps we'll discover something you've missed." "Fine, let's have at it." "Do you tire more easily? " "No, I work out daily." "Is it more difficult to get and stay in shape? " "No. Lately I've increased the length of my workouts." "Have you lost some of the zest for life? You know the old attack the day attitude?" "I'm a surgeon. I begin everyday with a brisk attitude, and I look forward to my work even more now that . . ." Robert stopped abruptly and slammed his fist against his thigh. "Are you eating the same or less and putting on weight?" "No. I've weighed the same for the last ten years." "Have you lost some of your mental quickness? Or has your reaction time slowed?" "No way!" "When was your last erection? "This morning when I got up to take a leak." "I see," he paused, and then followed with, "When was the last time a woman aroused you to full, or partial erection?" "It was with Alice. We were . . . never mind, that. What happened was I lost it." "Do you recall why?" "I . . . no, I don't." He replied, his humiliation evident on his pained face. "Okay, let me continue with the essential causes of impotence. Contrary to popular belief, impotence is almost never an "all or nothing" phenomenon. Most men with erectile dysfunction have normal desire and can obtain an erection, only the erection is not hard enough. Hence, the term 'erectile dysfunction' or 'partial loss' is preferred to 'impotence', which suggests a total loss." The doctor went on, "Not many are aware that in most cases, organic rather than psychological causes are responsible. However, the trend is slowly but definitely changing. This is largely due to tremendous advances in andrological research over the past few years, which have conclusively established that in as many as 80-90 percent of cases of chronic impotence, the cause is not in the mind but in the body. These causes can be identified using modern andrological investigative modalities, quantified and often successfully treated using totally non-psychological methods." Robert interrupted. "Yes, yes, I know all that." "I suspect that your disorder is in that 10 –20 percent, and is mental." "So we're looking at a Freudian solution?" "Exactly," Doctor Zaga said softly. And so it went, until their fifth meeting when the breakthrough occurred. The room was silent for a minute, and then Doctor Zaga laid his pipe down in an ashtray, and clasped his fingers together. "Let's revisit your last intimacy with Alice. If you can, tell me about it. Please spare no detail. Everything may be of importance." "Are you sure?" "Positive. Please . . . go on." "All right then. About two months ago we came back to my apartment after a party. We were both stoned. I vaguely recall turning on the stereo and almost knocking a lamp over with my dick. Oh, I don't mean to brag Doctor, it's just that . . ." "Don't worry, go on. Please continue with the story." "Alice was staring at my crotch. Really! She couldn't, or wouldn't take her eyes off it. So I took a step toward her and she quickly closed the gap, put her hands on my shoulders and it seemed like an electrical current shot through me. We danced, or I thought we were dancing. The way she was rubbing against me was more like dry humping. Remember Doctor, we were two very horny people." "Anyway, I was trying not to grind my dick into her. I wanted to prolong the moment, if you know what I mean. But when she buried her face in my neck and I felt her tongue licking my throbbing veins, I kind of lost it. I grabbed her by the ass and forced my cock into her groin. If ever there was a fuck me signal, that was it." "So," the Doctor said, "you were not experiencing any difficulty at this point?" "Hell, no!" Robert said, raising his voice. "From that point I ran my hands under her skirt, actually lifting it to her waist, and kneaded the cheeks of her ass. She was moaning now and I bit the side of her neck. She wore the hickey proudly for at least a week afterward. And when Alice grabbed me by my cock and squeezed . . . well, I picked her up by her ass and walked both of us into the bedroom." "I dropped her on the bed and kissed her. Somewhere in there we tore our clothes off and resumed the kissing. She started moaning how much she needed me. Her breasts were covered with goose bumps, her areola and nipples swollen with desire, poking out from her breasts like bottle caps." "This is good," the doctor said earnestly, even as he managed to inconspicuously rearrange his penis in his trousers. He had become enormously aroused at Robert's story, and he thought ever so briefly, 'If only Emma is in the mood this evening.' Robert continued. "I drew her right teat into my mouth and sucked like a crazy man while she moaned with pleasure." The doctor's hand slowly moved to his leg and sought out his own rigid penis. "Then my mouth was on her belly, my tongue wriggling around in her belly button. And Alice's hands were guiding me lower. I knew she wanted me to go down on her. I'd done it before. I enjoy going down; it helps her with her climax. Anyway I could feel the wiry hair surrounding her pussy against my skin, and used my tongue on her. "Oh, she was crying out . . . shit like, 'Yes, baby! Yes! Eat me! Eat me!' And God help me, I love the taste of her down there. I could eat her all day and all night . . ." "Anyway, she was sloppy wet and coming hard. I had never met a woman who came so much before . . . then she was screaming, "Fuck me! Fuck me Robert! Give me that black cock! Give me all of that black cock!" "I . . . I started to mount her, but she pushed away and turned so that she was facing me and she was kneeling between my legs." "Lemme suck that thing! I gotta taste it!' she screamed." "Then she rolled . . . and the next thing I knew her pussy was coming down to meet my face and she had my cock in her mouth. "This continued for a while and then as I was getting close, she spat me out and demanded that I fuck her. I mounted her, and was holding her hip with one hand and aiming my cock at her cunt with the other when she said it." "What was it she said?" asked Doctor Zaga. "I . . . I'm embarrassed." "Nothing is unimportant and if it embarrasses you it may have relevance. What was it she said?" "Can . . . can we get some friends of yours over to . . . to fill the rest of my holes?" "Were those her words?" "Yes, her exact words. I'll never forget them. I went limp immediately. Or, I should say, my cock went flaccid and stayed that way." "What did you do?" "I was stunned, but to cover my inadequacy, I went down on her again and brought her to several more orgasms. Then I dressed and left her dozing." "I see," said Doctor Zaga. "Well I think we may have a strong clue, perhaps even the solution, or at least a partial solution to the problem." "Please Doctor, what is it?" "The mention of having another man's penis anywhere near your beloved Alice has had a dramatic effect on you, rendering you impotent. It may be fear that another man might outperform you in sexual matters. Or it may not." "That's . . . crazy," Robert said, but his heart was pounding as he thought about that very possibility. "I . . . I recall having doubts about . . . about my abilities, but when I'm with Alice I . . . I feel like superman, invincible, able to perform for long periods without flagging." "I believe," the Doctor said slowly, "that you have no alternative, but to watch Alice engage in sex with another . . . no, with at least two other men. Watching this happen will in all probability cause an erection on your part and you will join in and have your orgy, or whatever it is called these days." "What?" "Oh, yes. If you have the erection you will fuck her along with the others. Once you reach your first climax, all will be well. You'll be past caring that you've shared Alice with other men." "But what will Alice think?" "She is the one who proposed the idea in the first place. By all means, confirm with her that this is indeed her desire. If not, well, we must try some other approach. But if she is agreeable, well then, you must proceed." "Very well, Doctor. I'll talk with Alice this afternoon. Now if she agrees my problem becomes one of finding the appropriate partners." "Normally, I might suggest a close friend, but you may not want that, given that you and Alice are going to be married." "Yes, I'm already concerned with that aspect, but first I have to talk with Alice." "She may have something to contribute, Robert. After all it's her body we're discussing as a means of resolving your problem." "Of course, you're absolutely right. Thank you Doctor, I feel cured already. I'll let you know how it turns out." "I wish the both of you well my friend, go with God." The two men hugged and Robert walked out the partially opened door. As soon as Robert had left, the Doctor picked up his phone and dialed a number found in a tattered brown notebook. "Hello, Vivian?" "Yes, who is this?" "It's Doctor Zaga." "You sound different on the phone, Doctor. How are you?" "Fine, I'm fine. Vivian, can you do me a great favor?" "I'd be delighted to help you doctor. What can I do for you?" "I'd like it if you could send one of your girls over to my office within the hour." "That's easy. Consider it done. Oh, and Doctor?" "Yes?" "May I take the charges off my bill for your services?" "Yes. Yes of course . . . oh, Vivian? There is one more thing." "And that is?" "The girl . . . she should be a young black girl with strong anal tendencies." "That's easy enough. Uh . . . Sybille will be at your office in, oh, let's say, thirty minutes?" "Wonderful. Thank you Vivian." "Thank you Doctor." *** Later that afternoon Alice began pawing Robert from the moment he set foot in her apartment. It had been his intention to take Alice to lunch and bring the matter up at the right moment, but it seemed Alice had other plans. She had torn his shirt open and was greedily licking his chest when her fingers located the zipper of his fly and opened it. Deftly reaching in, Alice gasped in surprise as she found a limp noodle instead of the familiar dark club. "What?" She said giving him an incredulous look. "We have to talk." "Sure baby, talk. I'm listening." Still he hesitated. "Come on, Robert, tell me!" she said, feigning annoyance to cover her apprehension. He had to laugh at her expression. "Perhaps I should just wait and surprise you." "I don't like surprises and you know it." "I think you'll enjoy this one - in fact, I know you will." "You're mean." She pouted, but her eyes were twinkling. He grinned. "Yes, you said that. I can fully appreciate your feeling that way." Suddenly, her eyes darkened and her smile vanished. "Just what is the problem? Is it another woman?" She said quietly. Robert shook his head. "No, actually it's quite the opposite. I don't particularly respect what I am proposing to do . . . to you, to us." "Then don't." Alice began to worry a fingernail. "Alice, please. Understand, I love you and want so much to please you." "I'm not sure about that. You haven't given me any loving for a while now." "I know. Now please love, be quiet and listen to me. I'm serious as can be." A flicker of alarm crossed her face, but her training helped disguise it from him. "All right, I'm listening," she said and gnawed at her nail again. When he finished telling his story, Alice had a look of disbelief upon her face. "You're kidding," she gasped, totally shocked by his disclosure. With a hangdog expression on his face, he replied, "No, I'm afraid not." "But . . . what can we do?" Robert seized the moment. "That's it! He exclaimed. "What?" "You, darling . . . you!" "But, what?" Alice asked, clearly befuddled. "You used the word 'we,' when you mentioned the problem. I think you said, 'what can we do?' - that means you want to approach this as a team, the same as I do. Believe me, it's the only way to resolve the problem." "I see," and she did. Her heart went out to him and they embraced. "Oh, baby, you must be in such pain, with the wedding and all. My God, I've caused you so much anguish with my wanting sex all the time . . ." They hugged and kissed and for a while Alice tried once again to get him aroused, but quickly ended her efforts on realizing he wasn't responding. "You see?" He said, forlornly. "Yes, I do. But what was it the doctor recommended as a possible cure?" "I need to watch you with two other lovers. That should be enough to break down the mental barrier I've erected and get me to perform capably with you once again." "I love you, Robert. I really do. If . . .if I agree to this . . . will you think less of me?" "I love you too baby, and no, I won't. After all, I'm the one responsible for arranging this whole thing." "All right," she said. "I'll do it." "Wonderful," he said and felt as if a heavy burden had lifted off his shoulders. "So," Alice said with a brighter than usual smile, "When and where, and with whom?" "Ah, I don't know. I haven't thought any further than this." "But darling," Alice said, licking her lower lip, "we have just five, no, six days until the wedding and you know I won't be available . . ." she paused, licked her lip again, "most of the time with the wedding arrangements and all." Robert got to his feet. "Then I'd better get busy. He kissed her hungrily and left, promising to call her later. *** It was late afternoon, but still hot. Dutch Perry had poured two glasses of lemonade from a tall pitcher he kept in the refrigerator. Perry watched the breeze ruffle the fringe on the umbrella sprouting from the center of the table on the wooden deck of the balcony. The sun sparkled silver off the ocean swells that curled in on them to form whitecaps as they neared the shore. He closed his eyes and listened to the slap of the waves and the rush and roar of the surf. He looked at his friend sitting across from him, his glass of lemonade untouched before him and resting in a circle of dampness on the white-enameled table. Perry thought his friend's handsome features had an intense cast to them this afternoon. Robert was dressed impeccably, as usual, in a well-tailored cream colored suit, pale blue shirt and mauve tie. His gold Rolex gleamed on one wrist, a bulky gold bracelet on the other. Perry himself wore no jewelry other than an old Timex. 'Robert looks prosperous,' Dutch thought, and laughed to himself. 'Hell, he is prosperous, and dresses the part to perfection.' "How's the separation going?" Robert asked. "Marilyn served the papers on me Tuesday," Perry said laconically. "I was expecting them. She's not that bad, Robert. It's just that we don't, I don't know. We don't mesh anymore. She drinks too much and has been fucking around a lot. If she's not careful she'll come down with AIDS or some other STD." "I hear you," Robert responded, and reached for his lemonade. After taking a sip, he placed the glass back on the table, exactly in the center of the circle of dampness. Perry waited patiently for Robert to get around to whatever he had to say. The breeze picked up and snapped the umbrella against its metal frame. The table moved an inch, scrapping over the wooden deck. Robert met his friend's eyes. "Dutch, I'm having a terrible problem and need your help. It's Alice." Perry voice reflected his concern, "Alice? But the wedding's this weekend . . ." "It's not her so much . . ." "I'll do anything I can to help you buddy, so tell me, how can I help?" "This is going to sound stupid - maybe asinine, but, I can't get it up." "What?" "That's right. I'm ashamed to admit it, but it's true." He looked his friend in the eye trying to determine if Perry was taking him seriously. "Now listen carefully. I trust you and believe me; if I weren't desperate I'd never even think of telling you this. Alice and I were fooling around one night and just before I put it to her she said something about . . . about it being nice if more than one guy fucked her at the same time." "A fantasy, that's all it was," Dutch said, but his brow was furrowed with concern. "Everyone has them, my friend." "Yeah, I know. But fantasy or not, from that moment on I've been impotent." "So, how can I help?" Perry asked, but he already had an inkling of what was coming. "I need you and someone else to fuck Alice while I watch. My shrink says this may release me from my mental block and restore my erections." "You're serious about this?" "As God is my witness, yes." "Okay, I'll do it. But I need two things. One, I need your assurance that you won't hold it against me if . . . ah, you know, nothing happens to you. And second, Alice has got to be okay on this. I won't be part of some surprise just before her wedding night. I respect her far too much for anything like that." "You've got it. On both points; she's known about this for a day or so and has agreed to go along with it. In fact, she wants to know who I have in mind. And I appreciate you understanding my predicament." Dr. Ruark's Problem Ch. 01 "All right, who else is involved?" "I don't know anyone else who I'd trust with this." "Well . . . I have a friend who knows how to keep his mouth shut, and isn't too bad in the looks department." "Who is it?" "A guy by the name of Marty Steppanelli." "I don't think I know him," Robert said. "We've hung out together for a couple years now. More now that I got separated from Marilyn. Anyway, the ladies like him and like I said, he can keep things to himself. I trust him." "Then he'll do." "You'll take him, just like that?" "I don't really have a choice, Dutch. And I trust you." "Thank you. Let me make a call," and Perry got up and went inside. Robert took another sip from his glass and looked far out to sea. Something dark, probably a bit of flotsam was drifting. It mirrored his mood, looking lost and lonely. Perry returned bearing a sardonic grin. "I managed to reach him, that's the good news." "And what's the bad news?" "He's going to be out of town until Saturday." "But that's my . . . our wedding day!" "So . . . we set you free on your wedding night. It will make for a memorable night for sure," he smiled at his friend. "Jesus!" Robert groaned. A sleek crimson speedboat skipped past a couple hundred yards from shore, buzzing like a hornet furious at being pinned to water. Within seconds the angry snarl became a receding drone, as the boat headed out to sea. Robert rose from his seat and shrugged his shoulders. "Well, let me tell Alice." The two men shook hands and then Dutch gave Robert a hug and assured him that things would work out. Robert looked out at the ocean again. Whatever had been drifting had disappeared when he wasn't looking. To be continued... Dr. Ruark's Problem Ch. 02 A Most Memorable Wedding Night For the rest of the week, Robert kept Alice in suspense, telling her only that she would have the most memorable wedding night ever. "You've found someone, haven't you? Choosing to remain mute on the subject and let her curiosity soar he only smiled at her. She returned the smile. "Okay, I'm willing to play that game. No! No I'm not! Come on; tell me who you've got for me." He threw back his head and laughed while she giggled. "Robert . . . come on now." "Be patient darling, please." "But I want to know! I mean, it isn't fair . . . I can't have your sweet, sweet cock, so at least tell me so I can . . . dream a little. "Come on, you horny bitch," he whispered, leaning forward and touching her fingers with his. "You know I can't, if I do, you'll blab it the bridesmaids just to make them drool with envy," part of this he felt was true, part of it was to heighten Alice's desire for the moment they entered the wedding suite and began to undress. This bantering continued for the rest of the week. Finally the wedding took place, and as the large reception began to wane, Robert leaned over to his new wife and said, "Let's go back to our suite. I'm feeling randy. I want to see you get fucked." Alice who had been thinking about having two, no make that three cocks at her disposal, was Tempted to tell her closest friends what was waiting for her. Still she had to fight off exposing her wet pussy to everyone so heightened was she with sexual tension. Calling on all of her will power she stood and eyes shining with anticipated desire, she bid everyone adieu. The room burst into applause as the newlyweds left the reception. Robert even thought he felt a twinge of desire run down his spine and hoped fervently this tactic worked. *** Back in their suite, Alice removed her wedding dress and changed into white gauzy, see-through negligee and six-inch spiked white heels. She wore nothing beneath the negligee. Robert thought she was simply the most beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on. For her part, Alice was satisfied, thinking she had a beguiling look that her guests would find very enticing. She pirouetted for him, smiling. "Like it?" "It's . . . terrific." "Just . . . terrific?" "Look, Alice darling, you don't have to go through with this . . ." "You think they'll find it sexy?" She asked ignoring his comment. "They'd be crazy not to." He realized they were committed and resigned himself to what was to come. "You mean it?" "Absolutely," he said picking up his tone. She swayed up to him and put her arms around his neck. He did not attempt to push her away and she quickened with hope. "And you, Robert? Don't you find me sexy?" "Yes," he mumbled, "God, yes, I find you irresistible." "Then fuck me, Robert. Please. I want your cock." Time stood still. He drowned in her eyes. Her breath was warm and sweet on his face. Her lips fluttered open and gently met his. Robert's heart pounded. His pulse raced. Of their own accord, his lips parted. Alice exulted and quickly slid her tongue into his mouth and, sliding her hand to his crotch, squeezed him through his trousers. He was limp. Alice stepped back. He was sweating nervously, his eyes wild with a fear she could not understand. He moaned and buried his face in his hands. Alice cupped his face gently and kissed his forehead. "All right, Robert. Leave it for now. Soon we'll be fine." There was a sharp rap on the door. For a second, Alice and Robert looked at each other. The knock and call were repeated. Alice took a deep breath and stepped back. "Will you answer it, please?" she murmured. "I want to meet them inside." She stepped past him and went into the bedroom. Robert watched her willowy form saunter away then answered the door. A few minutes later, he entered the bedroom with two men behind him. Solemnly he performed the introductions. "Dutch, Marty, my wife, Alice." "Dutch, of course, we've met before. How are you?" Dutch noticed she towered over both he and Marty by several inches before realizing it was her heels. "I'm fine and I hope to be even better as the evening wears on." Alice laughed at this, and said, "I hope we're all feeling good and the sooner the better." Then she cast a quick look at Robert who stood just inside the room fully dressed. Alice looked at the two men and felt a quick rush of pleasure. Robert had done his homework; they were handsome and exciting, rugged with good, hard bodies. Marty had a nicely trimmed beard, Dutch was clean shaven. She smiled warmly at them. "Marty," she stepped forward and shook his hand They both grinned nervously at her, their hunger evident in their eyes roving over her body. Flicking a glance to Robert, she nodded imperceptibly in approval. He stifled a grin. "Okay guys, are you all set?" Robert asked, lightly clapping his hands. "Sure." Dutch smiled broadly and Marty chuckled. They moved up to her by the bed. Alice stood between the two, Dutch in front and Marty behind her. The bodies closed together. Robert flicked a glance at them and witnessed Dutch slide his hands down her face and neck, stopping to open the neck of her negligee, freeing her breasts. She murmured in pleasure as he cupped her breasts and fondled them gently. Her nipples were swelled, seeming to be almost small breasts on top of her breasts. "You've got great tits baby," he growled in her ear. Then he kissed her. It was her tongue that first moved, gently passing his lips to seek the tip of his tongue. She began to unbutton his shirt. Behind her, Marty slid his hands under her negligee, drawing it up around her waist, then Marty's fingers traced a light pathway over the cleft in each ass-cheek, moving from the lowest curve up to her back. He did press just lightly moved his fingers up until he could feel no more indentation beneath his fingers. Alice shivered with excitement and realized it would not be the last time that night she would do so. Marty moved his fingers back down. Alice responded by rising up on her toes, and this time Marty's fingers pressed between the cheeks of her ass. She shivered again and felt the early signs of orgasm pending. 'What is this?' She wondered, 'no one's ever paid so much attention to my ass before?' Then it hit her. Actually she'd known all along, but now it became clear to Alice, 'both of them would use her ass that night. Perhaps even Robert might . . .' And with that thought Alice had a mini-orgasm and her knees buckled. Dutch supported her even as he teased her elongated nipples to further length. Marty dropped his trousers and Alice watched his cock flounce out and smack solidly against his washboard stomach. Her pupils widened as she noted he was already hard, thick and long. Marty saw her staring at it and taking it in his hand, rubbed it against her soft, rounded hip, while Dutch squeezed her breasts and kissed the nape of her neck. Alice responded by reaching for both their cocks. She reached Marty's first. Dutch gave her some minor difficulty, but she found him behind her and gave him a squeeze equal to the one he had just given her left breast. A brief moment later, she was fondling their cocks lovingly. "Mmmm, you've got a nice juicy ass," Marty chuckled softly. "I'm gonna get me some of it soon. I like rear ending, do you baby?' She turned her face to Marty and he kissed her over her shoulder, his hands on her breasts, while Dutch unbuckled his trousers and dropped them. "Yes," she murmured to Marty. "I like it in the ass." "Actually, she just likes fucking, period," Robert chuckled nervously from across the room. Dutch turned to Marty and laughed. "And this is their fucking honeymoon?" Marty chucked as he slid the straps of the negligee from her shoulders and let it rustle around her feet. Now she stood naked between the two men, her body writhing between theirs. Dutch removed his shoes and socks. Marty's fingers moved across her asshole, Alice almost did a dip trying to press her legs together to heighten the erotic tension between her legs. She shuddered and had another mini-orgasm on feeling two of his fingers spread her ass and a third rub with more and more pressure against her ass. A pleasurable whimper escaped her lips. She glanced at Dutch. He was throwing his shirt to the floor, but caught her looking. He posed for her benefit, legs apart, his fat prick of about eight inches bobbed up and down in anticipation as he moved to the bed and flopped backward onto it, drawing one knee back and then cupped his testicles briefly before lowering his knee and spreading his thighs apart. Alice watched, her tongue flickered out and licked her lip. She was entranced. Dutch wriggled forward until his hips reached the edge and allowed his legs to hang over the side of the bed and began to slowly masturbate, his head raised up, watching her. Standing before him, Alice spread her legs and bent steeply forward from the waist. Her breasts swung pendulously. From Marty's perspective behind her, the crease between Alice's buttocks widened, exposing the puckered brown eye of her anus. Her fingers moved downward and parted her cunt-lips, revealing the moist pink flesh within. Lifting her eyes to Dutch's face, she reached forward and grasped his fat prick in her left hand, opened her mouth and dragged her tongue lasciviously up his shaft and ended the lick by swirling her tongue over his helmet shaped cock-head. Dutch gasped and began to buck his hips at her face. She whimpered and slowly slipped her lips around his cock-head. He groaned and his head flopped back. She took the rest of his knob and part of his shaft in her mouth. "Oh fuck YES!" He shouted, hands flying to her head, his hips bucking under her face. "Oh yeah, suck it, baby! Suck my prick!" Behind her, Marty grinned enjoying her expertise as she applied her mouth to Dutch, and thought he would relish her mouth on him a little latter. Then he remembered he had a job to do as well and sinking to his knees, he buried his face into her ass. Alice gasped at this, her head rising and momentarily dislodging Dutch's cock, which promptly smacked her in the nose. The surprise over, Alice recaptured his cock and as much to show her appreciation as anything else, wriggled her buttocks as Marty swept his tongue over her puckered ass hole. 'A rim job first off,' Alice thought, 'wonderful, I hope this does the job for Robert, and if it doesn't he's still the most thoughtful, wonderful husband a girl could have for providing me with so much pleasure on our wedding night.' The musky odor of her asshole filled Marty's nostrils and aroused him even more. He playfully dragged his pliant tongue to her cunt, distending her labia, and lapped at her juices, which were flowing freely by this time. Alice moaned deep in her cock-filled throat and began to suck the Dutch's cock at a slower pace, all the while plying his bulging tip with her tongue. Robert watched, tormented by the fact his cock was not responding as his sepia toned wife bent her head to engulf his friends prick and saw her face distended by the force of Dutch's cock filling her mouth as her head bobbed up and down. Meanwhile, Marty's tongue forged through Alice's unfurled labia, probing, probing, probing. Alice, her eyes glassy and bright with lust, her nostrils flared, hurriedly reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks apart for Marty's invasive, darting tongue. Dutch was provided with a spectacular view of her tits, jiggling and swaying just below his rampant cock. Alice moaned in perverse delight as his tongue entered her ass and two fingers explored her gushy cunt. Then through a foggy-lust-laden brain, Alice heard someone – it was Marty telling her to get on the thick rug. She followed his instructions and soon found Dutch's face between her legs, eagerly sucking and tonguing away at her snatch. Marty knelt over her face and pushed his cock into her mouth. Alice groaned and sucked his cock with renewed enthusiasm, rocking her head up and down under him even as her hips bucked and writhed under Dutch's face. Suck my prick, slut!" Marty gasped, dropping to all fours, pumping his hips furiously into her oval shaped mouth. 'This one is longer,' Alice thought. 'The other one is thicker though, but both are special and I love sucking each of them.' "Ohhh!" Alice moaned thickly as Dutch flittered around her stiffened clit. He had two fingers from his right hand inside her stirring her juices while teasing her clit with his serpentine tongue. Her hips jerked upward from the intense pleasure and Alice knew a great climax was coming on her. "Let's switch," Dutch said, apparently sensing how excited she was and Marty nodded his acknowledgement. Seconds later, Alice felt Marty rubbing his cock against her and spread her thighs apart to ease his entry. Dutch gripped her face in both hands and directed her lips to his quivering prick. Alice joyfully plunged down on his shaft, sputtering a little because she took too much too soon. Marty's long cock wormed its way into her and she realized she was fucking two men at the same time, a virtual fantasy come through. Alice pushed back at Marty, who merely grunted and hammered more of his prodigious meat into her. Alice, loving it, wanted more. Marty contentedly rocked back and forth, grinding away at her sodden cunt. Dutch, now on his knees, was pumping further into her throat and had reached back and begun fondling her breasts. Robert thought he felt a slight twinge in his cock and began to think this might just work after all. "Robert," Marty gasped as he continued his steady fucking, "this lady is one sweet fuck!" Dutch decided to add a comment of his own. "Yeah, man, a real hot piece of ass that loves sucking dick!" Alice heard them and amplified her comment to all three men by making loud slurping sounds as she sucked away. "Dutch!" Marty grunted, "wanna switch?" Dutch merely nodded and the two exchanged positions. Alice whimpered at the momentary loss of her two cocks. But soon enough was enjoying the taste of her own cunt juice as Marty's prick burrowed into her throat. Dutch was impressed with her wantonness and willingness to take them both on. He had never fucked a woman with another guy before. He had on several occasions fucked two women and found it exhilarating, especially when they were awed at his ability to continue fucking for hours. Alice had now abandoned herself to the two lovers, almost forgetting Robert who was watching from the other side of the room. Dutch was increasing his tempo, slamming his cock powerfully in and out of her cunt. His thighs made a sucking sound as they pressed and released against her buttocks. Robert observed how his wife's breasts jiggled and wobbled as she lurched under Dutch's powerful thrusts. Alice realized Marty was close to ejaculating and to stall him from coming she spit him from her mouth and gasped out, "Hey! Let's change partners again." She rolled over onto her back and pulled her legs up toward her shoulders. The sweat dripped off Marty's face and chest onto her face and breasts as he centered his prick on her cunt. Dutch decided not to join in for the moment. Marty clasped her buttocks with both hands and pulled her to him. His prick sinking deeply into her on the first full thrust. "AHHH! YES, YOU FUCKER! THAT'S IT!" SHE SHOUTED, "DRILL ME!" Marty flexed his buttocks and drove into her again, this time he touched what must have been her cervix. She groaned, then whimpered, all the while squirming her lithe ass upward to meet each of his thrusts. She felt it coming on her, a massive climax, and his fat cock felt sensational in her tight clutching tunnel. Alice hissed at him. "Coming . . . please . . . come with me?" She pleaded. He groaned into her face, even more droplets of sweat rained down on her, "I'll try for it baby, I'll try." And he began to jackhammer his thick rod into her. Alice was jarred at each thrust. "That's it!" He pummeled her. "Ohhh fuck yeah!" She groaned as her climax roared through her system. "Coming!" Marty was gasping and groaning, pillaging her cunt. Alice continued jerking and lurching under him, her breasts swinging from side-to-side as her orgasm vented itself. He reached the point of no return and rocketed his sperm into her cavernous cunt, coating her walls with his seed. Her cunt convulsed on his prick and he gasped and ground his prick back into her. Marty finished coming and signaled Dutch to take his place. Immediately, Dutch was there, bending over her and running his cock into her cunt in one smooth, long, rushing thrust. Alice gasped in surprise, but swiftly recovered and arched her back under him, spreading her legs wide apart as he filled her. She could hear the squishing noise his cock made as it moved in and out of her covered with Marty's load and her juices. "Squeeze those tits of yours," Dutch said at her side, and she did, marveling at the wondrous sensation resulting from doing so. She had never gotten this type feeling before from playing with her breasts and she found it very curious and decided to explore it later. Dutch grunted and tossed his head back, and buried his cock in her slit. "C'MON YOU WHORE, TAKE IT! " "I'LL' TAKE ALL YOU CAN GIVE ME AND MORE MOTHER FUCKER!" She grunted in response, totally entangled in her own emotions. Alice humped right back at him and Dutch laughed, pleased with her performance. 'This wasn't just a quick fuck,' he realized, 'he was in for a marathon session.' The fact that he hadn't been laid for two weeks ensured him that his performance would be first rate. Marty knelt beside Alice and gave her a hickey on the neck. Dutch called upon his extensive experience and began fucking her fast and hard, rocking his hips swiftly up and down with a wicked snapping roll that sent his cock plunging into her cunt from all angles. Alice cried out sharply, writhing and tossing under him, her chest heaving, her breasts bouncing and jiggling. Faster and faster he went, his hips rocking up and down, his ass cheeks flouncing and bouncing furiously over her thighs. She cried out, her hips bucking and heaving under his and hit another orgasm. He gasped as her cunt spasmed frenetically on his rock hard cock and responded by ramming his shaft into her repeatedly right through her orgasm. Then he pulled his prick from her sodden cunt and held it to her lips. "FINISH ME OFF!" Dazed, Alice took him in one hand and in her eagerness to suck him, missed her mouth the first time. Then she had it, alive and throbbing, loving the silken feel of him on her tongue. She was enthralled as Dutch's huge cock jerked against the back of her throat and let out a muffled groan of exquisite pleasure at the sensation it caused. Then as Marty placed his throbbing prick against her cheek, she began to suck wildly, reaching frantically for her left breast, finding it and encircling it with one hand. Marty knelt on the floor next to them lightly stroking his newly risen hardon. Dutch felt her playing with his testicles, gently squeezing them and circling his prick with the fingers of one hand, although she couldn't fully surround it because of its thickness. Alice began her deep throating then, and he couldn't hold off and exploded. She stayed with him all the way swallowing every cell in every ounce of sperm released by his load. He kissed her gently afterward and Alice took a moment to steal a glance at her husband. He was not disrobing, nor did he exhibit a bulge where he normally would have. Alice, full of sorrow, ended the kiss and was startled to find Marty patiently masturbating, while she caught her breath. "Best blowjob I ever had," Dutch said complementing her. She didn't hear him, for she was worried that Robert might not respond at all. Turning her attention to Marty, she found him lathering his fat cock with a lubricant and realized her ass was next on the agenda. Dr. Ruark's Problem Ch. 02 'So be it.' She thought and presented her ass to him. Dutch and Robert both watched as Marty centered himself on her puckered hole and pressed his hips forward to bring his helmet-like head within an inch of her anus. Alice couldn't contain a muffled moan of delight as Marty shifted his hips forward and his knob slithered some two inches into her hot, clutching flesh. Alice wanted it; was ready for it; but Marty's cock was long and thick, and she couldn't keep back a surprised cry of pain as his shaft disappeared into the firm black cheeks of her ass. He held Alice firmly as he strove for more ground to hold his big cock. After three benevolent strokes, Alice's whimpering softened and Marty pressed the issue, slamming his weapon into her. Instantly there was new sound coming from her lips, long, husky groans of pleasure filled the room as Marty drove his massive cock deeper into the sticky depths of her anus. The sound sent wild stabs of sensuous wonder through the two men watching. It took Marty a few more strokes to get his throbbing prick up to the balls between Alice's firm cheeks; then he stopped moving, leaving his cock completely imbedded in her hot anus. Neither of them moved for a few seconds, both completely enraptured with the full, throbbing victory of what they had done; then he placed his hands firmly on her hips and began to rotate them slowly. As he moved, Marty let out a husky moan of delight, and Alice whimpered with pleasure. As though it had a mind of its own, Marty's hand slipped around to the front of Alice's body. He located her clit and teased it, bring Alice to an even high state of arousal. She whimpered wildly and began to twist and churn against his massive prick. Marty began pumping faster, slamming his full length into her shit channel. He was achieving sensations he hadn't felt in a long time, and lost himself in the feel of it, his powerful hips twisting, circling, thrusting, pistoning. Both of them were lost in the sensuousness of it all. In a matter of minutes a deep groan of animal satisfaction filled the room as he began to pump the hot, life-giving elixir from his aching balls, flooding the tight, sucking chasm of Alice's ass with gobs of thick, creamy fluid. Marty rolled away and Dutch had Alice get on all fours and mounted her like and animal would, sliding easily into her gaping asshole. Robert stood there moaning and squeezing his suddenly rampant cock. When he realized his ploy had worked its magic on him, he began to strip. When he was down to his skivvies he joined the fray, tapping his cock against Alice's face until she opened her eyes and saw the eye of his cock drooling with pre-cum waiting for her. With a startled shriek of happiness she slithered across the floor and climbed into a white easy chair and eagerly accepted him in her mouth, sucking frantically, completely forgetting Dutch and the hot cock he'd had up her ass a moment before. Robert found himself so stimulated from his pent-up emotions that he was spewing his fluid into her throat, causing poor Alice to gag, then choke, before he could withdraw. Once his cock left her throat, she had room to accept all the sperm and happily swallowed it all. She and Robert hugged joyfully for a minute and then her arm went out and brought Marty into an embrace. Robert grabbed Dutch and pulled him close so that all four bodies were entangled together. Five minutes later they started to shift their positions and gradually untangled themselves. Alice groaned as she lay spread-eagled on the bed, her body glistening with sweat, absently fondling her breasts with her left hand and her cunt with her right. She smiled at them; her eyes bright and glassy as she noted that all three were almost fully erect again. "Know what I'd like?" "What would you like darling?" Robert asked. "For the three of you to fuck me at the same time." The three men grinned. Alice kissed Dutch, then pulled him down on the bed and, gasping and moaning thickly mounted him by straddling his hips. Bending over, she kissed him hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth as she sank her cunt on his cock, engulfing his prick in her tight, wet warmth. He grunted and thrust up into her. She gasped, arching her head. He craned his neck and, squeezing her breasts together sucked on them simultaneously. She moaned loudly. "C'mon honey! Take my ass! Shove your black cock into my butt!" Robert whooped and dropped to his knees behind her. Spreading her buttocks open with both hands, he touched his cock-head to her anus. She tensed, biting her lower lip as she felt the huge cock-head at her asshole. But her ass was already well plowed and she accepted him easily as he eased his hips forward. His prick popped into her ass. "OH, FUCK! " she moaned, "MY FANTASY COME TRUE!" The two men worked well together, establishing an easy rhythm that kept both inside her. The mere idea of having two cocks inside her caused the breath to rush from her throat. Her head snapped up and her face contorted, her lips snapped back, her mouth hung open, her eyes screwed shut. Robert dug his fingers into the cheeks of her ass and slowly wormed his cock deeper and deeper into her anus. He gasped loudly from the exquisite sensation as her asshole convulsed on his invading prick. His belly sucked in with the strain. Beneath her, Dutch grunted as her cunt, too, contracted savagely on his fat cock, separated from Robert's by the merest membrane of her flesh. Deeper and deeper Robert probed, and Alice's body thrashed between them, wracked by huge, sobbing gasps. She felt dizzy with lust and when Marty tapped her nose causing her to open her eyes, he presented a third cock to her and she gobbled him up and began to cry with joy. 'I've died and gone to heaven,' she told herself, savoring the taste of Marty's cock on her tongue and the fantastic sensations the other cocks brought on as they filled her cunt and ass. Alice squirmed between the men, moaning and gasping, but unrelenting in her powerful sucks on the prick ravaging her mouth and throat. Reveling in the joy of having all three holes filled at the same time. Alice thrashed and writhed between them, gasping and moaning, her breathing heavy and hot. Robert and Dutch fucked her heavily and deeply, their cocks sawing in and out of her cunt and ass. Every thrust from Robert forced her cunt down hard and deep onto Dutch's massive erection; and when Dutch bucked his hips under her, her anus was jammed back on her husband's huge member. She wanted to scream with joy, but couldn't, Marty's cock prevented that, so she sucked even harder. Further stimulation was provided, not that she needed it, by Marty, who began cursing her. "C'MON! TAKE IT! OH, FUCK ME! TAKE IT, YOU CUNT!" Marty groaned, hands just above Dutch's sweat-soaked chest as he grabbed Alice's tits, squeezing and crushing them hard. Dutch grunted under her, heaving his hips up and down under her cunt, gripping her buttocks and holding them open for his buddy. On and on they went, the three men pummeling her body between theirs, invading her innermost recesses, gasping and moaning. Several minutes later, they broke apart. Marty had come in her mouth and his sperm was trickling from the corner of her mouth. Alice's body was streaming with sweat from the combined tension and exertion. She moaned softly and slowly turned on her back above Dutch. This forced Robert's cock from her ass with a soft plopping sound. She was orchestrating a new scenario. Kneeling over Dutch's lap, she took his cock in hand and placed it at the entrance to her ass and eased her asshole down on his still rock-hard cock. Dutch gasped as his cock burst into her rear channel. Alice cried out with renewed passion, her head arched back, her body bent backward in a steep bow, her elbows on the bed on either side of his chest. Gingerly, she spread her knees. Marty continued squeezing her breasts hard. Robert grunted and moved over her, kneeling between her spread thighs. He bent and kissed her cunt opening and when he'd finished slowly pushed his cock into her recently vacated cunt. Alice's face twisted wildly and she moaned -- twisting and writhing her hips but taking care not to dislodge their members from her orifices. They began to fuck her in sync once again, moving slowly and rhythmically, pumping their hips back and forth in unison, both pricks invading her as one. Alice was coming repeatedly, and soon it was too much for either man to bear. One by one, they hammered into her and exploded, making Alice gasp and moan as the sharp, hot, delightful spurts of their seed flowed into and out of her. When they were rested, the men took turns dressing. Alice lay satiated on a sheet, legs apart arms askew, wearing only her black shoes. Finally she reopened her eyes, "I want to thank each of you," she said, but her eyes were on Robert. "Marty, Dutch . . . you were both wonderful. I hope we can get together again, and the sooner the better. Unfortunately, Robert and I leave on our honeymoon tomorrow, or," she laughed, "should I say this morning." "And Dutch . . . what a true friend you are, helping my husband out as you did. I will never, ever forget you for what you did. Thank you from the bottom of my heart." "Robert, my beloved . . . you made my wedding night a fantasy come true. The fact that you managed to overcome this . . .impediment of impotency at precisely the right moment is a miracle as far as I'm concerned and I thank the good Lord for helping us. I love you." "I love you all, my three husbands this night, my three glorious lovers. And let's do this again in two weeks when we return from the islands." "Thank you, Alice," Dutch said with wholehearted sincerity. It was a pleasure . . . I don't mean a sensual pleasure, although you and I know that to be true enough, I mean that I could be of help to the most charming couple I know, and to be able to help my best friend when he needed me" "Enough! Enough!" Robert shouted, keep this up and I'll be crying. You guys did a great job! Now get the hell out, if the bar's open downstairs have a couple of drinks on me, charge it to my room, but go. I want to be alone with the bride." Marty and Dutch left with broad grins on the faces. "What a night," Marty said. "You got that right," Dutch agreed. "Wanna stop in for a nightcap?" Dutch asked his friend. "Thanks, but no thanks. I'm pooped. Gonna head home and sleep for twenty hours or so." They both laughed and gave one another a high five. Outside, Marty caught a late-night cab at the hotel's entrance. Dutch waited a few minutes for the next one and went home, tired but satisfied in many ways. Alice and Robert got no sleep that night, for his cock surged up time after time and they fucked like animals until eight in the morning. They showered, for the third time, and had a huge breakfast and just managed to catch the plane for their honeymoon hide-away in Jamacia.