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Strange and Kinky Things

By: voluptuary_manque



Mel was thumbing idly through the channels in search of something worth watching when his wife April turned her Kindle over and switched it off.

"Honey," she began, "I've been thinking."

Melvin smiled benignly and hit the power button 'off'. 

"Now April," he drawled, "you know how dangerous that can be. Be careful, hon."

April stuck out her tongue naughtily. "Ha, ha, funny man. But really I have been. I've been thinking we need a girlfriend."

The control dropped from Mel's stunned fingers and rattled to the floor. Slowly he reached up and stuck a finger in his ear and twisted it around. "We're getting' some funny acoustics in the room, April, it sounded like you said we needed a girlfriend." 

"I did. I think we need a domme kind of girlfriend who can make us use strange things and do kinky stuff."

Mel's chin dropped and he looked at his wife from under bushy eyebrows. He took several breaths as though trying out the next sentence before he quietly responded, "I didn't know you liked kinky stuff."

April pinked just a little in the cheeks. "I don't know whether I do or not, Mel. We've never tried anything kinky. How am I supposed to know if I like it if we don't try? And the reason I think we need a girlfriend is that I'm afraid we're both too plain vanilla. We'd chicken out before we figured out what we were doing so that's why we need a—a sex coach."

Mel was very quiet for a long time but April could see the wheels turning in his head. His facial expression changed as he thought and at times she was tempted to giggle but she went back to her Kindle to let him think until at last he took a deep breath.

"Just what kind of 'kinky' did you have in mind, Baby? I mean, there're all kinds of things out there and I'm for damn' sure I don't want anything to do with a lot of them. I've been on the Internet, you know, and some of the things I've seen make my skin crawl."

April gave him a tiny pursed-lip grin that somehow managed to combine prim with wanton. "So have I, Melvin. But I'm sure that if we make it clear that there are limits we won't go past that we can find someone who will introduce us to fun and games beyond anything we've ever done. In fact, I know I can."

Mel reached down to the carpet to retrieve the control. "Oh? May I ask how?"

"You may. And I'll even answer. My hairdresser Maria is a professional dominatrix on the side. She's been teasing me about our 'American Missionary' love life when I get my hair done and dared me to take her up on an evening's entertainment. She even offered me a free session so we can see if we like it. So I told her we'd have an early light dinner Saturday and then she could come over and give us the treatment. Won't that be fun?"

"But—but I haven't said 'yes' yet!"

"Oh, don't be so prissy, Melvin. I can tell you're just as tired of the humdrum as I am so admit that you think it's a good idea. Think of all the fun we'll have."

Mel kept trying to come up with a decent objection but none of them seemed to work. The problem was that it was April who had come up with the idea and while there were some things on the Internet he wanted nothing to do with, some of the others . . . 

"Oh, all right. What can it hurt? If we don't like it we don't have to do it again. Sure, tell her to come over."

*****

Maria turned out to be delightfully curvy, plump and bubbly and Mel had a very hard time imagining her in thigh boots, black leather mask and harness with a riding crop and he said so.

She laughed long and loudly before answering. "I took a lot of drama classes before deciding that I could make more money doing hair than I could teaching high school so I just have to put on a good act when I'm with a 'client'. But that's not on the agenda tonight. April just wants to dip her toe in the pool of kink so that's all we'll do. I don't really see you two as happy submissives anyway. It's just about playing Mel, nothing else, and if you're not enjoying the game why play?"

"Why, indeed?" He drained the Manhattan Maria had suggested to 'uninhibit' the couple. "So what is on the agenda?"

Maria reached down next to the sofa and picked up a tote bag. She stood up, grinned and nodding in the direction of the master bedroom said, "Shall we find out?"

Once the king-sized four poster bed was turned down the trio undressed. "Tonight," Maria announced, "we're going to start gently—just a threesome."

"Ooo," April grinned, "with Mel in the middle."

"No," Maria firmly replied, "you're in the middle. Hold out your hands."

April's jaw dropped and she looked at the other two with wide eyes. "Me?"

"Yes, you," Maria insisted, "and I said 'hold out your hands'."

As April reluctantly complied the dominatrix reached into the tote and pulled out a length of soft rope. She quickly bound the woman's wrists together and then pushed her onto the bed. "Get in the middle!" Maria commanded, "And raise your arms."

Once April's arms were over her head Maria hooked the rope to the headboard. "There now," she said in satisfaction, "doesn't she make just the most inviting little bundle?"

A glance at Mel's crotch showed that his wife was now quite an inviting little bundle, indeed. Maria leered slyly and rubbed full breasts against the man's arm and gave his stiffening cock a stroke or two. Then she reached into the bag again and pulled out a black silk scarf. Rolling it up, she blindfolded April and then, to the bound woman's astonishment, gave her a long, hot, full-mouthed, probing kiss. "Yes, April dear," Maria whispered in her ear, "you're in the middle."

April felt the bed bounce as the other two climbed in on either side of her. Once again Maria's perfume filled her nose as Maria's tongue filled her mouth. April felt a small hand grasp a bunch of her hair, holding her head and keeping her from turning away. A small hand grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed and kneaded while on the other side Mel's familiar lips tongue made beautiful music on the other nipple—and his hand played a familiar tune on her pussy. As he so often had, Mel slid a finger inside and stroked her G-spot while his thumb vibrated lightly on her clitoris. I'm helpless, April thought, tied down and I can't get away. They're doing whatever they please to me and I can't even cry out and complain. Oh gawd, that woman's kisses! Oh, I'm going to lose control, I'm gonna—cuuuuuuum . . . !

Faster than she ever had in her life April began to spasm, cry out, kick and convulse. Maria let go of her mouth and sucked on a breast forcing the woman into an orgasm that went on and on. 

April cried out, "Please, no more, please . . ." but the other two were remorseless and kept her rolling with ecstasy until the tremors decreased and she collapsed, exhausted.

"Roll her over." Maria's voice was quiet but commanding and Mel obeyed. The dominatrix bent down to April's ear. There was suggestive laughter deep behind the words she whispered. "Now, April honey, I'm going to give your hubby a blow job and a half and when he's good and ready I'm going to lube up his cock and he's going to slide it, slow and easy, up your pretty ass. While he pushes in you push out. It'll hurt at first but when the burn goes away you give a little wiggle and then he'll go the rest of the way and buttfuck you to the moon. You are gonna be so used girl!"

April wanted to shake her head 'no'. Mel had asked for anal sex several times before and she'd always refused but somehow saying 'no' now was just—just wrong! She was the one in the middle, the one the other two had fun with. Besides, they'd just given her the orgasm of her life and she was too limp to do anything but lay there and take it.

Maria was as good as her word. April gave pretty good head, Mel thought, but Maria was the expert's expert. She took him all the way in, vibrated her tongue, stroked up and down and played with ass while she sucked. Finally she sat up and pulled out a tube of gooey lubricant. She squeezed out a big dollop on the end and then, spreading April's buttcheeks, growled "Let her have it!"

April felt the helmet of Mel's cock on her anus. She swallowed and as he pushed against her pushed back. She felt herself opening like a rosebud and then—he was inside!

"Ah?" April squeaked.

"Easy . . ." Maria warned and put her hand on Mel's belly.

The stretching and burning feeling faded after a bit so April took a deep breath and wiggled her butt. Mel smiled as Maria gave his ass a pat and slowly eased into his wife until his pelvis rested on her buttocks.

"Now fuck her!"

Mel pushed.

"Oh! Oh! Oooooh!"

At first Mel took slow, easy strokes, making his wife moan softly with each one but soon he began to speed up. "Damn, April, your ass is tight!"

Between gasps and moans April thought to herself, I'm tight? Mel, you feel like a baseball bat back there—but in a good way. Once again she felt the familiar tension rise. Another orgasm? From being sodomized? Really? "Aaaaaaaah!"

Mel plunged in and out of her a few more times and with a grunt shot a load up April's ass. Then he groaned and dropped to one side and lay there panting.

*****

The next morning Maria drove home humming contentedly. Naturally when they'd invited her she'd spent the night in bed with Mel and April. It not only seemed the polite thing to do but when she curled up next to April who was spooning with Mel she felt vast satisfaction. Though she'd said otherwise Maria was quite sure that the couple was indeed a pair of submissives, ones that she could have a lot of fun with in the days to come. That April! Blond, pink and conventional as she looked, the girl was doubtless now as happy a catamite as her husband could wish to bugger. And as for Mel himself? Maria mentally went over her extensive collection of strap-on and strapless dildos. Yes, she would be introducing him to the gentle art of pegging as soon as possible. She had paying clients to deal with Friday and Saturday night but Saturday morning? She would have to raise the subject with April at her Tuesday hair appointment.

*****

A couple of nights later, April was finishing up the dishes when Mel came up behind her and gave her a hug. Nibbling her ear he whispered, "Put your hands behind your back."

"What? Mel, I'm . . ."

Her husband reached around grasped both her wrists and pulled them behind her. Quickly he tied them together with the same rope Maria had used and over her protests brought out the black scarf and once again blindfolded her. Then to April's amazement Mel lifted her up in the air and threw her face down over his shoulder and carried her off, kicking.

When he tossed her down she felt their bed beneath her for a moment before he rolled her over face down and lifting her hips stuffed a round bolster beneath her hips. Reaching beneath her he unfastened her jeans and pulled them off exposing her silk panties.

"Well, what have we here?" Mel chuckled as he read the printing on the back, 'It ain't gonna spank itself'. April swallowed and tensed. She'd bought the pair as on a whim, mostly as a joke but right now she had a strong suspicion that the joke was on her. She was right. Mel's fingers slipped inside the waistband and slowly peeled them off.

"Mel? It was a joke, Mel."

A sharp smack sounded through the bedroom as his hand cracked across April's buttocks. She squeaked and then, unaccountably, giggled. "Not too hard, Mel," April pleaded. Another smack followed and another, one on the left another on the right is quick succession. April kicked and protested to no avail until at last the barrage stopped. Surprising warmth spread from her abused ass down her thighs and up her back. Then Mel's hand was on her again but this time rubbing, bringing the heat up higher.

"Ooo, don't stop, honey. Mmm, that feels good!"

Mel reached between his wife's thighs and found that her pussy was also warm, puffy and wet.

"Liked that, did you?" he chuckled, "You know your butt is as red as a chimp in heat's. It kind of gets to me."

April wiggled. "Then maybe you ought to get to me. Climb on, honey. I'm already. Shoot me a charge, Mel, fill me up."

April spread her legs as she heard Mel's jeans drop to the floor. She arched her back to give him a better view. Spanking as foreplay was a new and interesting idea, one of those strange and kinky things she'd read about. She hummed happily as he climbed on her and then he was inside her, making her moan in delight.

"Fuck me, Mel," April whispered, "fuck me blue!"

*****

"It's not that I didn't like getting spanked," April said thoughtfully as Maria washed her hair, "I actually did. But he should have at least asked me."

"Yes, he should," Maria agreed, "And I think that's something we need to clarify right away. This sort of play has to be agreed on. It's fine if you want it to be spontaneous but the spontaneity has to come after discussion and agreement as to terms and such."

"That's what I kind of thought. That's why I told him that when you come over Saturday morning, we're all going to discuss what is okay, what isn't and what is going to happen when it's his turn to be on the receiving end."

Maria paused and then nodded. "So, you have established that at some time Mel gets to be the bottom?"

"Yes!" April was emphatic, "I don't want to be the submissive all the time. I want to be able to do things to him, things that he ends up liking."

Maria smiled like an alligator on a sandbank. "Do you, now? Well, I'll bring over a selection. Maybe we'll just spend some time introducing him to his feminine side."

*****

When both women sat on his lap, one on each knee, Mel had a feeling that the momentum was about to shift against him. The only problem with the thought was that he wasn't sure it was such a bad thing. Since April had brought Maria into their relationship, Mel's interest in sex, never low at any time, had increased and April's response had been enthusiastic. So he put on a cheerful face and waited for the opening comment.

"You, Melvin Carmichael, are an adorably sexy man," Maria began, "but up to now you've been a little pushy."

"Right," April chimed in, "the next time you want to introduce something different into our sex life you have to clear it with me."

"And," Maria continued, "the reverse is equally true. And if I introduce something it has to be okay with both of you. Sound fair?"

Mel thought a bit and then nodded.

"Good. So, dear, has April ever given you a prostate massage?"

Mel looked startled. "How do you massage a guy's prostate? It's inside."

"Why with her fingers, of course. It's good for you and it feels amazing—or so every man I've ever done it to thinks. So since she hasn't, I'm going to teach her how. That's step one. April, besides last week, have you ever made it with another woman?"

"Uh, no," April blushed, "but last week was fun . . ."

"Good," Maria shifted on Mel's lap, "then that opens up step two which will take us to step three, which is Mel watching us get it on and then me taking him the way he takes you."

"Wait up." Mel protested, "You're talking about strap-on dildos, aren't you. That's one of those kinky things I'm not playing. I am not and will not be anyone's sissyboy. Understand?"

Maria reached out and took each on Mel's ears in her hands. She brought her face down to his, nose tip to nose tip. "And no one wants you to be one, honey. I'm just talking about letting yourself get loved as hard as you love a woman. I'm talking about your finding out how much fun it is to be the receiving partner for a change. Believe me, we love getting taken. In fact, I'm looking forward to having you do me good and proper, whenever April gives the okay, but until then I think you need to find out how good it feels. So let's start with step one. Go shower."

Back in their bedroom, April and Mel lay on the bed while Maria explained. "Now kids, a man's prostate gland is just about a finger's length inside his rectum and that makes it really easy to reach. April just puts on one of these latex gloves and squeezes some lube on her fingertips. Go on, do it. Now Mel, you raise your legs up high so she can rub the gel around your anus. Now April, this is important. You don't just jab your fingers in. Start with the pad and press. He'll open up automatically and then you slide your fingers in nice and easy, just like when he buttfucked you. Now curl your fingers. You ought to feel a knob about the size of a walnut."

Mel gasped.

"Ah," Maria chuckled, "I think you found it. Now stroke it soft and slow. See how good that feels, Mel?"

Mel went from gasp to moans, repeated moans of pleasure. April grinned up at Maria. "So that's how he's going to feel when you peg him?"

"Mm-hmm. And the way he's going to feel when you peg him, too. We're going to turn you into a happy switch, Mel, just as glad to get fucked as to do the fucking. It's going to be so much fun."

Orgasmic tremors rippled up Mel's body from deep inside. April never sped up or increased pressure and never let him come—and he didn't care. He just lay there in happy enjoyment that seemed to go on endlessly.

Finally, Maria announced he'd had enough for the present, adding, "Now Mel, honey, you just slide over a little and give your wifey and me room," and she descended on April like a starving thing. It was, April decided when she had time to think about it, what 'ravished' meant—almost rape but without the violence. Mel watched in amazement and increasing arousal as Maria kissed ferociously, pinched, squeezed, slapped and nipped making his wife alternate between protest and ecstasy. At the end she swapped ends and covered April's mouth with her sex while attacking April's with tongue and lips. Only a few minutes passed before first Maria and then April bucked and spasmed in climax before falling away from each other.

"Phew!" Maria grinned happily. April was speechless.

Rolling off the bed, Maria stood up and looked down at Mel's semi-erect cock. "Good show, huh? Well now, lover, April gets the show." She leaned down and took Mel in her mouth sucking hard and bobbing her head slowly to bring him solid and stiff. She turned to April. "Keep sucking him, hon, while I get ready. Mel, you're about to get in touch with your feminine nature—the one you didn't even know you had."

Again she reached into the tote bag and pulled out an impressively large, purple double dildo. One end was anatomically correct but the other was oddly bulbous. Maria slipped the bulb into her pussy and then buckled a black and chrome harness over the outside. 

"Normally," she said in an off-hand manner, "I don't bother with the harness but I'm so wet and slippery now it wouldn't stay in if I don't tie it down."

She climbed onto the bed between Mel's feet. "Lift his legs, April. Oh my, flexible, isn't he? Well that's wonderful."

She scooted forward and gave his cock a friendly stroke or two before squeezing out a big dollop of gel onto the head of the dildo. Then she put it at the opening of his anus and with a mischievous grin gave a little push and in it popped.

"Oh!" Mel managed to groan and gasp at the same time.

Maria leaned forward and hooked her elbows inside his knees. She looked down at him lovingly. "Now, sweetheart, this isn't at all about domination or humiliation. This is just about loving surrender, just like April does for you only this time you surrender to me. And here it comes."

She pushed strongly but slowly with her well-practiced hips, driving the entire length of the dildo into Mel. He let out a long, soft moan.

Gee, thought April, he makes the same noises I do only an octave deeper. And just look at his face! He's in heaven. Oh, I'm going to have to get one of those!

Trapped, pinned down and penetrated, Mel looked up at Maria's face. I'm in love. This wasn't supposed to happen. Maria was just supposed to help us broaden our sex lives not make me fall in love with her. And she looks like she loves me, too. What are we going to do? How do I tell April?


Strange and Kinky Things Ch. 02



Maria and April stood in the master bedroom doorway and looked on with interest as Mel modified the room into a discreet looking 'playroom'. He'd hung a mirror on the wall, rather an ornate one with coat hooks across the top. It was at a good height for checking one's appearance but beyond that, it was attached to the very studs in the walls by long, heavy duty wood screws. In one corner of the room he'd removed the lounge chair he occasionally read in and replaced it with a hanging rattan chair suspended from the ceiling. Next to it was a low nightstand but inside the nightstand was a concealed a black nylon sex swing with wrist and ankle tethers that could be hung up in place of the chair in less than five minutes. Now he was working on the inside of the new, solid wood closet door with reinforced hinges.

"Mel, whatever are you doing now?" April was intrigued and gave Maria a puzzled look when the couple's live-in 'sex coach' sniggered.

Maria leaned next to April's ear and whispered breathily, "He's installing a series of straps. They can hold one of us helpless to the door to watch the other two get it on. And in the box next to him? It's an electric fucking machine. Two of us strap the third to the back of the door and then unwrap the device. The plug goes into the wall and the dildo goes into the 'victim' screwing away tirelessly until the others have had enough and let him or her down. Fiendish, no?"

April's eyes grew wide. "Fiendish, yes! Uh, do the attachments only do one hole at a time or can it double penetrate?"

"Oh, yes!" Maria's eyes twinkled with mischief. "In fact, if this is the model I remember it can fuck Mel's butt and stroke his cock at the same time. I'm not sure which would be more fun, us fucking and knowing what's happening to him or just lying there on the bed playing with each other watching it get him off. I know it would be fun riding him reverse cowgirl while I watch you."

"Mel," April called to the busy handyman, "can you actually hang someone up on that mirror?"

Mel put down the power screwdriver and turned to the women. He glanced over at the mirror so stoutly attached to the wall. "You mean full suspension? I'm not sure. That isn't the idea anyway. Come here, I'll show you."

He reached under the bed and pulled out a carpet covered platform that rolled easily across the floor. Picking it up and turning it over he explained, "I built this like a kick stool. See? The wheels are on springs so that when you step up on it the edges settle down on to the floor. And look here." He pointed to metal serrations fixed to the edges all around. "These dig into the carpet so it can't possibly be pushed sideways. Here, give it a try."

April, curiosity fully piqued, rolled the platform in front of the mirror and stepped up onto it. She dug bare feet into the carpet, leaned forward and placed her forearms against the mirror and then pushed back—hard. Nothing happened. The platform seemed solidly anchored. Then, stepping down, she gave it a gentle kick toward the bed and it rolled underneath.

"Now that's cool!" Maria was suitably impressed. "So—you and I grab April, strip her down, tie her hands together and cuff her feet to a spreader bar. We hang her hands up on one of those hooks and put her feet on the platform and spend some quality time with hands and tongues all over her body. Then when she's all wet and panting, you stick that big cock up inside her while I buckle into a harness and give you a serious pegging. What fun!"

April turned and folded her arms across her chest. She raised her chin and lifted a skeptical eyebrow at Maria. "Or vice versa, naturally? And tell me, Melvin Carmichael, just where have you concealed the flogger or paddle or riding crop? I know there has to be some sort of abusive tool around here someplace. Surely you don't intend to use nothing more sophisticated than the palm of your hand!"

Mel looked innocent, in the manner of a six-year-old boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar, and placed fingertips on his chest. "Moi? Conceal flagellation tools? Well, if you must know . . ." He reached behind the nightstand and took out a nylon cat-on-nine, a leather paddle and a lightweight riding crop. He handed them to April who turned them over in her hands with her brows knit.

"Give them a swing," Maria suggested, "They're quite light and flexible. All they'll do is sting a bit, raise the heat and make your butt red. It would be very hard to do any serious harm or cause bruising with any of those. I use them all the time on my clients. A few of them have wanted something more severe but I'm reluctant to do that. Some domme's will—but not this one. It has to be a game."

April looked dubious but picking up the cat, smacked herself on the arm. That wasn't bad so she swung a little harder. "Honey, that's just silly. Your arm isn't the right target. Take your pants down and give me that thing."

April looked thoughtful and shook her head. "Not right now, baby. You go finish all the installations while I go grocery shopping. Maybe after dinner I'll be more in the mood."

*****

Mel spent the entire afternoon finishing the modifications and then carefully vacuumed up all the sawdust, plaster dust and other remnants of home modification. Then he went into the shower to wash off whatever bits stuck to his sweaty body. He took his time getting clean, the tepid water just the ticket to cool him down from the heat and humidity. When he emerged, wondering what he'd put on for the rest of the day, an amazing scene met his eyes.

April hung spread-eagled and naked on the closet door, held up by wide straps across her arms, legs and torso. Maria was standing next to the sex swing. The rattan chair was tossed to one side and the woman was in full dominatrix regalia of thigh boots, leather harness, black mask and leather hat. She gestured peremptorily at Mel. "Get in the swing," she growled.

Mel stopped in his tracks, his mind racing, and blinked a couple of times.

"Go on, honey," April encouraged him, "the sooner you're trussed up the sooner Maria can start on me—and the sooner she can start on you!"

A slow grin spread across Mel's face as he discarded the towel. Maria nodded in satisfaction. The sight of April hanging helpless and ready for 'torture' was having the desired effect and Mel's cock was swelling. She gave it a friendly stroke or two before shackling the man into the swing and then she pulled on the ropes lifting him farther off the floor before leaning down and taking him in her mouth. She sucked vigorously, running her tongue up and down the underside until he was hard and reach.

"Now, Mel honey, I'm going to put this cock ring on you. We don't want you to lose this nice hard-on while I go play with wifey-on-the-door. And once I've got her screaming nicely I'll come back and grease your ass up and peg you to the moon. And eventually I'll let you both down so she can watch while you fuck me. It's going to be so much fun!"

Maria tilted the swing so that Mel was looking at his wife as she hung from the door and April was looking at Mel's swollen, purple-headed cock and the equally purple silicone ring around it. Maria prowled over to her and reached up to take a breast in each hand. She squeezed and began to flick the nipples left and right with her thumb. April gasped softly.

"Honey," Maria purred, "I think I'm going to see just how much you can take." And she big gently on each nipple in turn then leaned up and pulled April's face down to hers for a passionate, wet, probing kiss. "I'm going to eat your pussy, April. It looks so delicious now that you've waxed it all smooth and—what's this? You're getting all wet already? My goodness you've turned into a little firecracker, haven't you April? We'll just have to try out the fucking machine on you. How many times in a row can you cum, sweetie? Can you just fade into one long climax? We're going to find out tonight and when I'm done with Mel he's going to plunder me. I hope you're looking forward to it."

Maria dropped to her knees and gently, slowly spread April's labia. Breathing softly on the exposed pussy she stuck out her tongue and with tortuous slowness ran the tip from as far back as she could reach to the clit. Then she wiggled it. April gasped. Bit by bit the slow licks got faster and April began to whimper and moan. Plunging her head in, Maria pulled April's clit in between her lips and sucked—hard. April let out a chirp and began to shake and buck against her bonds. Maria was relentless forcing her victim to stay in climax to the point where April screamed for mercy.

As April tried to get her breath back, Maria wiped her mouth and reached into the closet. Bringing out a wooden box, she lifted the lid and from to small pockets withdrew a pair of vibrators hanging from alligator clips. With a diabolical grin she held them up for April to see.

"Naturally you know where these go. I won't tighten them harder than needed to keep them in place but sometime in the future we'll have to see how much pressure you can stand. For now I'll just put one here—and the other here. And now, sweetie, I'll turn them on."

Next from the box Maria took out the notorious sex machine. It was a small electric motor with an eccentric wheel on one side attached to an adjustable piston rod. And on the end of the rod was a large, anatomically correct dildo in passionate purple. April's eyes widened. It was certainly larger than any she'd played with before and considerably larger than any man she'd been with. Apprehension warred with anticipation and she licked her lips nervously. Maria adjusted the rod and put the end of the dildo just inside the entrance to April's love canal and turned the wheel. Then she lengthened the rod a bit more to guarantee that it would stay within and looking up at April with a devilish grin, plugged the infernal machine in. April moaned and began to whimper.

"There you are, darling," Maria chuckled, "kept busy while I let Mel entertain me."

She swayed over to where Mel hung immobilized. She knelt down and sucked his balls for a few minutes making his erection even harder. Then, with a lazy smile, she picked a black leather harness out of the nightstand drawer and buckled it on. Rummaging around in the drawer she finally selected a fat, knobby red dildo and snapped it in to place. Covering the end of it with thick, slippery gel Maria leaned forward between Mel's thighs and whispered, "I warned you two that if I moved in with you I'd take you over. And I have. You're mine, Melvin, and so is April, my own little harem of two. And right now I'm going to have you. I'm going to make this big ol' thing disappear up your ass and tickle you right where you like it. And when I'm done, you're going to fill me full of magic baby juice, Mel. Me first and then April. But before that you're going to share her with some other man, lover, just to prove to you that you and she will do anything I say."

She lined up the great, round knob of the dildo end, took his ears in her hands, pulled his face to hers and drove her tongue into her mouth as she drove her girl cock into his ass.

I'm spit-roasted, double penetrated, Mel thought as he moaned in response, she's in me from both ends and all around me. And she's right. She has both of us in the palm of her hand and we love it. Fuck me, Maria, make me your bitch. Own me and I'll be your stud.

Her fingers clutched in his hair, her mouth devouring his, her hips pumping like pistons, Maria pounded the helpless man until she lifted her head and wailed in ecstasy. Panting from the effort, she withdrew and removed her harness. She unbuckled Mel's tethers and with a smoldering look over her shoulder got down on all fours, spread her thighs as wide as they would go and arched her back to display a swollen, dark, dripping sex. April watched through the golden haze of a continuous orgasm as her husband knelt down, took Maria's hips in his hands and drove home. This was no prolonged, loving coupling but a ferocious need and in moments he roared and exploded inside her again and again until he dropped back on his heels, exhausted.

Maria rolled to one side and squeezed her thighs together. Looking back at Mel she purred, "Now you better let April down, honey. I think we're all done for a while."

*****

A couple of Saturdays later, Mel was washing the car when his neighbor Charlie meandered over with two cold beers. The sight brightened Mel's day and he gladly took one. They chatted a while about nothing much until Charlie screwed up his courage and asked, "If you don't mind my asking, who is your houseguest? A relative?"

Mel leered. "No, Maria's the sex coach April decided we needed."

The following silence was long as Charlie tried desperately to come up with a reasonable response and failing simply asked, "Sex coach?"

Mel laughed. "Yeah. April decided we were too 'plain vanilla' and needed to get kinkier. Turned out her hair dresser was really up on that sort of thing so she called her in as a consultant. It all worked out so well we invited her to move in."

Charlie was incredulous. "It all worked out well? Kink? Wha—what are you guys into now, whips and spurs?"

Mel shook his head. "No," he said, "April likes the occasional spanking but mostly we're into bondage and threesomes."

Charlie leaned on the SUV with a very dubious look on his face. "Bondage? And threesomes? Really?"

"Mm-hm. In fact, April wanted me to invite you over for one."

Charlie backed away. "Me? No. No way! I've got too good a thing going to risk it by playing around. Tell April no offense but no!"

Mel grinned lopsidedly. "April already cleared it with Helen. She's fine with the idea so long as she gets to watch."

"You shittin' me! Helen would never say that. If April told you that, man, she's looking for the one the bells on it."

"The only way you'll know is ask her. And thanks for the beer."

*****

Charlie had no intention of asking Helen about it. They were great friends and good lovers and there was no way he was going to do anything to spoil that relationship. She even liked watching porn with him though they did have a tendency to laugh at the plots and make snide comments about how unrealistic the sex was. Besides, her side of the family had all the money. So he put the entire conversation out of his mind until after dinner that night when she handed him a Singapore Sling for dessert, settled back into her arm chair and asked, "Well, did Mel ask you about the threesome with April?"

Charlie coughed a mouthful of his drink all over his lap so after Helen had helped clean up and poured him a new drink they tried again.

"You actually talked to April about my going over next door and having sex with her and Mel? Really? I—I don't know what to say," Charlie was basically gobsmacked.

Helen sat on his lap and patted his face. "Honey, it will be your birthday present. And it won't be cheating because I'm okay with it—so long as I get to watch. You know how we mock the porn films on the 'Net? Well, this is a perfect chance for me to watch real people having real sex, not the faked orgasm/silicone boob kind. But I bet from the way you just wasted a perfectly good cocktail, you told Mel 'no way', didn't you?"

Charlie tried to defend himself. "Well, of course. I couldn't believe you actually thought it was a good idea. Hell, I'll never do anything to mess up what we've got. I know when I'm in clover and I don't want anything that would spoil it. Naturally I said no."

"Well then, Charlie, you need to go over there and tell him that you've reconsidered now that you know I approve. If it helps, I'll go with you."

"Right. To give me immoral support, I suppose."

Helen reached out and tweaked Charlie's nose. "No, to keep my loving guy from chickening out. I really want to see April go down on you, baby, while Mel does her from behind. She's cute and you and Mel are both hot. Do it, dude."

*****

A few evenings later Maria and Helen, both in satin robes, lounged on the Carmichael's sofa watching April flirt with both men. She fluttered her eyes and stuck out the tip of her tongue as she unbuttoned first Charlie's shirt and then Mel's. Working her way back and forth from one to the other until the men were naked. Kneeling down she stroked and kissed, licked and sucked each hardening cock until they were both rampant and ready. Then she stood up and raised her arms. Mel stood behind her, reached around and began unfastening her skirt while Charlie unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her front closure bra. When the full, round breasts fell gently into his hands he began to massage them, flick the nipples with his thumbs and run his palms over her toned, tanned body. April felt her skirt fall to the floor and her panties immediately after. She spread her thighs slightly and, as expected, Mel's fingers reached up from behind and played music on her pussy. She wondered if he intended to bugger tonight or whether she'd just get well fucked while she gave Charlie her very best blow job.

Moisture oozed from her sex around her husband's fingers and he winked over her shoulder at his neighbor. "She's ready, Charlie, pull her down."

Charlie's fingers curled around two handfuls of April's hair and he pulled her mouth down to his waiting manhood. She opened lips and throat wide and as he thrust his hips forward took him all the way in. She paused there rubbing the underside of his cock with her tongue and titillating its head with her throat muscles and then, with a grunt and a shove, Mel was inside her from behind.

"Gawd, that's hot," Helen murmured to Maria, "Now she's spit-roasted. How long do you think they'll fuck her?"

"Oh, Mel can last about ten minutes the first time around and April isn't going to rush Charlie so I figure ten minutes for him, too. Getting all steamed up, are you?"

"I am! I may just have to take Charlie home and give another birthday present."

Maria turned to Helen with smoldering eyes and reached languidly into the top of the woman's robe, giving her pink globe a squeeze. "No, you're not," the brunette said with a breathy chuckle, "when they're done we'll eat and then when the guys are recovered it'll be our turn. Charlie's second birthday present is on me and Mel is going to have you. I know what you're like, Helen Brown. From the day you sat in my salon chair I've known. You want to be owned. You want to be told what to do, when to do it and who to do it with. Charlie can't do that but I can and I will. You two are going to be mine, just like Mel and April are. I'll fuck you, love you, breed you and make you love it. Now kiss me, Helen, kiss me like you mean it!"

Helen gasped uncertainly as Maria's hand left her breast and ran caressing down her belly. Unbidden, she spread her thighs and Maria's fingers dove inside. With a twitch and a shudder Helen opened her mouth and pulled the other woman's face to it. She lay back and closed her eyes feeling Maria's tongue drive between her lips and her expert fingers twitch, tickle and rub all the very best places. Her hips curled forward instinctively, reaching up to force those impertinent fingers deeper within and she began to whimper softly until the whimpers turned to moans and the moans to chirping orgasm. Her surrender was complete.

*****

Half an hour and a light snack later everyone was gathered in the Carmichael's master bedroom where Maria began orchestrating the next stage of their little private orgy. "April, darling, you're back up on the door—with the fucking machine, of course. Mel, take Helen over to the mirror and secure her there. Charlie, my love, you go lie on the bed and raise your arms so I can tether you to the headboard. Then you can watch the rest of the preparations."




Strange and Kinky Things Ch. 02



Helen felt Mel's big hand on her butt as he firmly aimed her at the ornate mirror. She looked back at her husband who was obeying his directive though from the expression on his face he wasn't too sure about this. Mel took both Helen's hands in one of his and reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a length of soft rope. A couple of quick wraps and a frap or two and her wrists were firmly bound. Her captor reached under the bed and slid out the platform, placing it in front of the mirror. Then, to her squealing surprise he lifted her up in the air, hooked her wrists over a stout protrusion from the frame and settled her feet on the platform and quickly shackled them wide apart.

"Mel?"

"Just look in the mirror, Helen, you'll be able to watch what everyone's doing—and what's being done to them." Mel voice had a devilish note. "Put your elbows on the glass and arch your back. Yessss, just like that with your ass sticking out for me. Beautiful, Helen, beautiful and irresistible."

Charlie's wrists were also shackled far apart and Maria lay full length on top of him. She took his head in her hands and gave him a long, torrid kiss. "Now, sweetie," she whispered, "I'm going to go set April up. And then I'll come back for you and we'll have lots of fun together. I'm going to send you to the moon, Charlie, make you feel so good you'll come back for more whenever I call you. Helen and I will share you and April and I will share you. You'll be our happy toyboy, Charlie; you'll be just like Mel." And she slid off the bed.

Charlie looked to the side and saw Mel drop to his knees and spread Helen's buttocks wide, stick out his tongue and run a slow, shiveringly sensuous lap from her sex back over her perineum and up and around her anus. She whimpered slightly and closed her eyes as he did it again. Mel looked back at Charlie out of the corner of his eye and winked. Charlie turned to April who was submissively stepping up into the tethers on the back of the closet door. When she was secured, Maria gave her the same open-mouthed, probing hot kiss she'd given him and then knelt down to adjust the fucking machine.

"Have you got a really big one in there, Maria?" April asked shyly. "I've never been really stretched before. It might be fun."

"Oh, you just bet I do!" Maria replied with a leer and reaching into a package pulled out a clear glass dong that was as big as her wrist. April's eyes widened as Maria attached it to the machine and gave it a light coat of lubricant. "I'll make it easier for you this time, honey," she said, "but some other time you might want to try it dry. It's like getting spanked. It hurts but it's such a good hurt." The monster disappeared within April's pussy making her gasp and then begin to moan.

Maria turned back to Charlie just as Mel stood up behind Helen and began rubbing his swelling cock on her butt. Chuckling, Maria said, "I do love seeing neighborliness. Ready, hon? Okay, Mel, take her." 

Helen moaned as Mel's member drove within her. Through bleary eyes she saw April writhing in pleasure and the great glass dildo pistoned in and out of her. She saw Maria curl herself around Charlie's crotch and begin to suck, lick, stroke and tease him. It was the kind of blow job Charlie had dreamed of but had never gotten Helen to do just right. 

Without missing a beat, one of Maria's hands reached into the satchel next to her and pulled first a latex glove and then a tube of lubricant. She sat up, popped the glove on and spread gel all over two fingertips.

"What?"

"I'm gonna send you to the moon, Charlie, just like I promised. I'll start with fingers . . ."

She returned to her work but this time reached underneath him and started to stroke his perineum and then to rim him. Gently at first she increased the pressure until the fingers slipped up his ass.

"Ah?"

"Hush, you. You've got to learn how this is done so you can do the same thing to Helen, doesn't he, Mel?"

Mel's only response was a grunt and he trip-hammered Helen with a stead beat that drove her over the edge again and again. It was a good thing she was mostly hanging from the hook on the mirror because by now her knees were trembling and threatening to give way. She might have dropped right then if Mel hadn't held her around the belly slamming his hips against her buttocks. The flesh of her ass bounced like a water balloon and her breasts bobbed up and down. Mel reached up with one hand and seized a handful of her hair and pulled down forcing her face upward. Her mouth dropped open and she began to howl like a cat in heat.

Maria's fingers spread and turned, reaching up to stroke Charlie's prostate. When she decided he was ready she slipped off the bed and reached once more into her bag. Out came a fat, long purple Feeldoe. She held it up where Charlie could see it.

"This, lover," she announced, "is the magic wand. This end goes in me and the other? Well, you just guess." In a second the arc of thick silicone curved up from her pelvis. She turned left and right giving her subject a good, long look at it. She smiled possessively and bent down to give him a tender kiss. "Lift your legs, Charlie," she whispered, "today you get fucked for the very first time—but far from the last. Once you discover why we women are so happy to put out for you, you'll be putting out for us, too, and enjoying it just as much."

Positioning herself between his upraised thighs, Maria put the tip of the dong against his brown star and thrust forward. Once more Charlie gasped. 

"You know, baby," Maria said with a smile, "I really love watching this thing disappear up a guy's ass. One minute it's long and sticking out and the next it's gone and making you moan." She leaned down on his chest and took his head in her hands. "And now, Charles Brown—You. Are. Mine!"

*****

That night Charlie climbed into bed next to Helen. She rolled over next to him and wrapped herself around him, trembling. Wordlessly he held her tight and gently stroked her hair and then gave her a soft kiss on the forehead. All at once Helen sighed and completely relaxed. 

With a shy smile she reached up and pushed the tip of his nose. "Happy birthday?"

"Like none anyone else has ever had!"

"So, what was it like, I mean being tied down and taken like that?"

Charlie ruminated for a while. It was a hard question to answer. "Well, physically it was amazing—being penetrated from both ends and completely enfolded. I wouldn't even be able to imagine the sensations before it happened. Emotionally—I—I guess I understand what surrender means now."

A sly note crept into Helen's voice. "So I take it you liked enough for a repeat performance? Like, maybe—with me?"

Charlie looked down at her and raised one eyebrow. "Well, I could probably wait until tomorrow."

Helen giggled. "Oh, that's fine. Or even a day or two after that. I still need to get a dildo and a harness—and some latex gloves and some lube."

"And," her husband growled, "some disposable enemas and some condoms. Fair is fair."

"Sure. If the gander gets goosed what's keeping him from goosing. I think we made a good choice. Being part of Maria's harem will be fun."



Strange and Kinky Things Ch. 03



Smiling contentedly in her exhausted afterglow, Helen snuggled up next to her neighbor, Mel's, chest. She hummed happily as he slid his hand under her arm and reached around to fondle her breast. It had been an astonishing twenty-four hours.

"What do you think Maria and April're doing to Charlie?" she asked with a sigh.

Mel chuckled. "There really are only a limited number of things three people can do with each other but it's a big number so I'd be afraid to guess. Whatever it is, I'm sure he's having a wonderful time. I know I did."

"Mmmm, me too!"

It had started the previous afternoon when the couples' sex-coach, Maria, walked around the living room in full Domme array: full body, well-oiled black leather harness, thigh boots with three-inch heels, leather kepi and, for the first time, a riding crop. April, Mel, Helen and Charlie stood stock still in the middle of the room, naked and at attention. Maria approached each of them in turn, rubbing her nipples against male chests, squeezing breasts, fondling cocks and fingering pussies.

"You four are coming along very nicely," she allowed with a predatory smile, "you're all learning to do what you are told, no matter what I tell you. And the best part is that you have started to look forward to my directing your sex lives and to anticipate each new and kinky thing I demand of you with eagerness. It's so gratifying to have such a compliant harem. So today I've decided we're going to raise the bar even more. 

This afternoon, Charles Brown, your wife is going to have sex with Mel while we all sit around and watch. He's been practicing some techniques I've taught him so the show should go on for rather a while. When he's done she'll take him home for the night. They'll have sex again at bedtime and again tomorrow morning. Believe me; Helen will be well reamed by the time you go back to her. You, of course, will spend the night here. After Helen and Mel leave you're going to have sex with me and, after you've rested, with April. In the morning we'll do some sort of threesome so you'll go home very relaxed and smiling. I really would like you and Helen to do something out of the ordinary when you go to bed tomorrow night but of course I won't be there to tell you what to do. I'll be too busy here." Maria leered slowly at Mel and April. "I've got some very interesting ideas." 

"Techniques?" Helen looked puzzled.

"I've taught Mel to be multi-orgasmic," Maria explained, "He can maintain his erection for a good thirty to forty-five minutes and have several orgasms without ejaculating. Just imagine how many times you'll cum. By the time he's finished tomorrow morning you won't be able to stop smiling for a week. I'll teach Charlie, too, but it takes a while before he'll be reducing you to a helpless puddle of satisfaction so Mel will start. Now stand up and get undressed while dear Mel goes and gets the pad off the chaise by the pool. Come on, don't be shy. He's had you before, after all."

"But—but my husband wasn't watching!"

Maria leered again. "Oh, don't worry about your Charlie being jealous, Helen, it will just be foreplay for the very special sex I'm going to have with him later, aren't I, Charlie?" She reached over and began fondling the man's crotch through his trousers."

"How special?" Charlie looked a bit worried.

"Gloriously special, darling," Maria replied with an air kiss, "Now here comes Mel with the pad so let's see that pretty skin, Helen. Come on."

Flustered and blushing, Helen stood up and unbuttoned her blouse. The she swallowed, squared her shoulders, lifted her chin and stared the rest of the group in the eye and began to slowly, sensuously pull the blouse from her waistband. With equal languor she unfastened the skirt and let it slide down her legs and puddle on the floor. She turned her back to let them see her unfasten her blouse, let the straps fall from her shoulders as she turned to face them again and bending forward let it fall. She shimmied her shoulders to make her breasts sway seductively. Again turning her back, Helen slipped her panties slowly over her buttocks and then bent forward and pushed them all the way off. Now completely naked she lowered herself to the mattress pad and curled up kittenishly. Looking Mel in the eye she raised a coquettish eyebrow.

Mel smiled possessively as he stripped off his shirt and dropped his trousers to reveal that he was already semi-erect. "Show off to me," he said quietly licking his lips.

Maria scooted up close to Charlie and reached between his legs. Slowly drawing her hand up between his thighs she began to massage the front of his trousers. "Look at her," she whispered in his ear, "See how fast she surrendered? You're going to do the same for me and April. You and Helen are the bottoms for now but once I get you trained you'll be doing the same thing to all three of us that Mel can. It will be such fun when we're all switching up and down with each other. But this afternoon, dear man, you are going to be mine just like your dear wife is going to be Mel's."

She slipped her other hand under his shirt and ran her nails down his back. It was too much. Her warm breath on his ear and her hands stimulating front and back fired Charlie's hormones up and he licked his lips hungrily as his wife arched her back and lifted her breasts. She bounced them with her hands and twisted the nipples and ran her tongue around her lips. Slowly her fingers crept down her body until they rested on her thighs. She spread them wide and opened her labia for Mel's inspection.

"Roll over," he commanded, "and spread those cheeks wide. I want a good look at all the ways I'm going to have you. I'm gonna have all of you this time, Helen, and again tonight and tomorrow morning, too. I'm going to leave you sore but happy, girl; motivate you to help my buddy Charlie learn the tricks so he can do the same."

Oh gosh, Helen thought, it's a good thing Charlie and I have already done anal a few times. At least now I know what to expect. As directed she rolled over on her belly, arched her back and reached around to spread her butt cheeks.

"Mmm, that looks inviting," Mel sniggered, "pink and puckered. By tomorrow it will be pink and stretched out good, girl, just like April gets, regular like. Yeah, this is gonna be fine."

Mel dropped to his knees and slowly, tantalizingly ran his tongue from Helen's upturned pussy to her anus. Back and forth he stroked her with the tip, wriggling it back and forth making her first sigh and then moan. 

"Don't stop," she murmured.

Maria smiled to herself. Both couples had become so compliant and malleable. It was, she thought, almost as though all this clandestine lust and desire had been building up like water behind a dam. All they had needed was a little encouragement to start eagerly jumping into each others' beds. She felt Charlie's manhood stiffen into iron rod readiness under her skilled fingers. His wife's obvious pleasure was turning him on. Soon he would be ready for her.

Mel was relentless, making Helen whimper, gasp, shudder, spasm and cry out. She came again and again and while Charlie watched his breathing grew faster. Maria had undone his fly and her hand worked naughty magic on his now-throbbing cock while April's tongue and warm breath caressed his ear and her teeth nipped fiercely at his earlobe. Never could he have imagined watching Helen being turned into a slut wife would be so exciting.

At last Mel stood up, lust blazing from his eyes. "Suck it!" he commanded.

Sweaty and panting, Helen struggled to her knees. Placing her hands on Mel's hips for support she took his flaccid member between her lips and began to suckle hungrily. As it grew in her mouth she began to bob her head and fondle his balls with one hand. She felt his hands grip her hair tightly and force her to nod faster. Soon she had to swallow with each thrust to keep from gagging on the hot man meat driving down her throat, while Mel muttered crude demands and obscenities. The effect was hypnotic and she could feel herself growing more obedient and submissive with each thrust. He wanted all her orifices and he would get them now and again this evening and once again in the morning. How long would it take before Charlie could make her feel like this? It was new and exciting sensation and she wanted more of it.

"See how eagerly she responds, Charlie?" Maria whispered in the man's ear. "You've been too gentle and sweet with her, Charlie. To properly satisfy her kind of woman you need get rough and demanding. And you need to do the same thing to April tonight. Have you ever spanked Helen?"

Charlie, unable to take his eyes off the lewd scene in front of him, shook his head.

"Oh, now, that will never do!" Maria scolded, "Tomorrow night you simply must demand that she bend over your lap and then smack her ass good and red. Then fuck her, fuck her hard! No gentle kisses, no sweet foreplay, not tomorrow. She's becoming a slut, Charlie, and she's going to expect you to treat her like one, at least some of the time. And just so you know, dear man, so are you. Helen and April are going to be your sluts but you, Mr. Brown, will be mine."

Mel at last pulled out of Helen's mouth leaving her gasping for breath. Maria turned from Charlie and in a sweetly menacing tone told Helen, "Down on your knees and elbows, dear, with your knees spread wide enough to show Mel you pucker. Look back at him and flirt with him. Make him want to pound your pussy until you scream some more before he shoots a load up your butt. You are a toy, Helen, a sex toy tonight and tomorrow—and maybe for a long time to come, just like Charlie will be."

Charlie swallowed nervously but by now the blood was pounding in his head and his cock was so stiff he wondered if it would ever go down again. He watched his wife get down and ready for mounting. Helen looked around at Mel, stuck out her tongue saucily and wiggled her ass in invitation. Her pussy glistened wetly and Mel dropped to his knees and slammed into with such force that her breasts, hanging below, swung back and forth. Grabbing her hips Mel thrust trip-hammer blows into her making her grunt and the flesh on her buttocks ripple like jelly. Again and again he drove into her, his pelvis slapping her ass in a steady, relentless rhythm. Helen wailed beneath him, once more giving into the orgasms that washed over her repeatedly.

Finally, after what seemed like half an hour he pulled out and coating his cock with a generous glop of lube placed the tip of his helmet against her defenseless anus and plundered it.

Charlie shuddered at his wife's squeal. "Just wait," Maria purred in his ear, "tomorrow night she'll squeal for you but tonight you're mine and that fine ass of yours is going to get a workout it won't soon forget. And then, come bedtime, April may have a surprise or two waiting for you, as well. Dear little man-slut, you're going to be so used and you'll love every minute of it."

Helen's sodomy was hard but short and with a groan Mel finally emptied himself into her and withdrew. "Damn, girl," he muttered, "but you are one fine piece of ass!"

April sniggered to Charlie. "Gee, sweetie, we'll have to see who gets to be the fine piece between us, won't we? I may have to make you fight me. Helen got ravished. Are you up to forcing me? I've never been forced, even in fun. I might like it. Or maybe I'll force you . . ."

"Mel," Maria said, "wrap her up in a blanket and carry her home. Clean her up and the two of you take a good nap before dinner. And then tonight, do her again, just like that. And again in the morning, too. We want her unresisting, compliant and obedient when Charlie gets home. He's going to help us turn her into the best little slut wife in town."

"And now, Mr. Brown, stand up. I'm going to strip you and take my own sweet time with you. I'm going to keep you naked the whole rest of the day and tonight and tomorrow morning so I can have you whenever and however I want. I'm going to watch you and April fuck each other senseless and tomorrow morning—well, I haven't decided about tomorrow morning but it will be something you've never done before so up you get."

Charlie obeyed and watched the harnessed domme stroll slowly around him, taking him in with her eyes and licking her lips. Languorously she raised her arms and started unbuttoning his shirt, her head cocked to one side, regarding him from under lowered eyelids. She pushed the shirt over his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Then she leaned forward and rubbed erect nipples across his chest and running long-nailed fingers slowly down his body. Maria undid his belt and slowly unfastened the buttons and lowered the zipper. She stepped back slightly and let them drop. "Step out," she commanded.

Charlie heard the door close behind him as Mel took Helen out the back and across the yard to her house. It was around four now and in another four or five hours he would repeat the pillaging he'd already given her, sending her further down the road to debauchery. Charlie was aware but unconcerned. More important now was this hypnotizing, leather-clad figure before him. The straps crossed her body lifting her breasts, making her curved belly pooch just slightly. His eyes followed the straps down to the triangle between her thighs where a big steel ring encircled her lips boldly advertising the size of the dildo that would soon protrude from it—protrude and enter him. She'd done it before. The first time he'd been alarmed but his time he simply trembled in anticipation. What would she do before taking him?

Maria began by licking, sucking and gently biting his nipples. It made his cock jump. He moaned and moaned again as she began slowly stroking his manhood.

"You want to stick this in me, don't you darling?" She purred.

"Y—yes!"

"And I want you to. So you will—but first I want to be inside you so I'm going to snap this little cock ring over your package, Charlie, to make you stay nice and stiff for as long as I play with you. And then you can take it off and jam it in me. Pound me into the mattress, Charlie, and fill me full of cum. I'm going to have a baby, Charlie. I don't know whether it will be yours or Mel's so the two of you just take turns." 

Maria slinked around behind him and ran her hands sensuously across his back and shoulders and down his arms. Thrusting her hips against his buttocks she reached around and stroked his cock some more. "Look at this, April," she said, "doesn't just the sight of it make you all wet?"

April giggled. "I've been wet for the last hour. I keep imagining Charlie making me take what Mel did to Helen. Charlie, want to tie me up and take me hard?"

Charlie looked over at April and grinned. "Babe, if that's what you want, that's what you'll get!"

"Darling," Maria murmured, "I think that would be a grand idea. A short lesson in Japanese bondage would be a very sexy thing for you to do to Helen tomorrow evening. I had a boyfriend once who was always wrapping me up and hanging me from things and then fucking me everywhere he wanted. It's astonishing how wonderfully the feelings of helplessness and weightlessness go together. It won't be long before your wife will be our toy, a placidly compliant vessel for desire. As will you, April, though I've the feeling that if it came to a contest, you would probably 'top' her. Mrs. Brown grows more receptive by the day."

Maria spent some time rubbing herself against Charlie's back while holding his wrists at his sides. The brush of her nipples across his shoulder blades sent electric sparks down to his quivering crotch and the feel of the harness reminded him that soon a large, blunt silicone member would impale his ass and send him into moaning ecstasy. At last she let go of his wrists and came around in front of him. Taking a firm hold on his throbbing manhood she looked up at him with mischief. "Well, Mr. Brown, shall we go upstairs to the bedroom? I know we both would rather be there than standing here getting horny."

She pulled him towards the stairs and smiled warmly when he reached down and clutched her ass. "Oh, yes, darling man, that's the proper attitude to take. I'm going to have you and then you'll have me. We're going to have such fun together. And then tonight I'll show you how to properly hogtie April so you can take her the way Mel took Helen. Fair is, after all, fair."

Maria took obvious enjoyment in being able to lead her lover upstairs by his erection and after she had tugged him into the master bedroom, she closed the door behind them. "Lay down, lovely man," she ordered, "face down and butt high. Helen isn't the only one I want to see placidly compliant, Charlie. As far as I'm concerned, both you and Mel are my stud toys and I'll do what I want with you. Fortunately, you already love it."

She straddled his thighs and began to stroke his smooth backside. Reaching over to the nightstand she took out a bottle of skin cream and massaged it into his back. "You really ought to see yourself like this, Charlie. With your face in the pillows you look positively androgynous." She leaned down and stroked his back with her nipples and whispered in his ear, "I'm going to fuck you again, Charlie, fuck you long and hard. When I'm done I expect you to jump my bones, Charlie, and with any luck plant me. I want babies, Charlie, yours and Mel's both. But first . . ."

Maria pulled open the drawer of April's nightstand. "Ooo!" she exclaimed happily pulling out a sealed plastic package and turning it one way and the other, "Charlie, your neighbor's honey has been shopping at the Glistening Cucumber. Did you know about that?"

There was a muffled negative from the pillow Charlie's face was buried in and then he tried to raise his head and look back.

"Oh, no you don't!" Maria grabbed the man by his hair and pushed his face back down again. "No peeking, Mr. Brown, you'll just have to be satisfied with description and sensation. My, oh my, this thing is something special. April must have had some serious ideas about backdoor games with Mel. It's big and firm and has all these fascinating ridges sculpted into the sides. Oh I am just going to have to give this a try. I may even have to introduce her to it. I'll bet that tight little ass of hers will just squeal when this goes in. Such fun!"

Charlie heard Maria make a noise somewhere between a grunt and a moan and then there was a snap as the harness was fitted over the big dong. He heard another snap and a glooping noise as she squeezed out a generous blog of lubricant and spread it around his anus. She squeezed out some more and pushed it inside him. She wiped her fingers with a tissue and leaned forward putting the bulbous head in just the right spot. Then his head shot up and he gasped as his sphincters stretched to accommodate it.

"Big, isn't it?" Maria giggled as she spoke, "and that just the tip. Get ready because here—it—comes!"

"Oaah! Maria . . . "

"Now don't be a big baby, Charlie, the end in me is bigger than the one in you—makes me feel so full. Here, I'll take it slow and easy at first and let you get used to being buggered by a bigger. Then when you're moaning nicely I'll give you a righteous pounding." Slowly she withdrew and smiled as he murmured each time a ridge slipped out. She leaned down and brushed her nipples across his back and began to nip his shoulders as she slowly thrust again. Once more he murmured as she penetrated him. "Admit it, honey, you love being violated. Having your ass despoiled is a treat for you—and just think. If you hadn't met me you'd never have found out about it. Now, for a little more rock and roll."

The rhythm sped up. Soon her hips were slapping against his butt and he was moaning and whimpering constantly. Maria began to pant, driving herself to orgasm and in only a few minutes she chirped and shuddered and lay still.




Strange and Kinky Things Ch. 03



"Bet you that made you want to cum, didn't it Charlie?" There was mischief in her voice.

"Ye—yess!"

"And you couldn't because I had you all ringed. But that's okay," Maria crooned with a smirk, "because once I get out of this harness, it's your turn. Pound me, baby, fill me up. Plant me and make my belly swell."

Charlie lifted his head and rolled onto one side, still stiffly erect, as he unsnapped the leather cock ring. Maria tossed the harness and dildo aside and snuggled up next to him. She kissed the tip of his nose. "Fuck me, Charlie. Fuck me hard," she whispered rolling onto her back and spreading her thighs.

Growling with frustrated desire, Charlie dove between her knees, driving into her sopping pussy in a single thrust. Maria gasped and then gasped again as the man reached under her shoulder blades and grabbed two handfuls of hair. He pulled her head back exposing her throat, put his mouth against it and sucked furiously. 

"Charlie, you animal!" Maria drove her hips up to meet the man's thrusts, grunting with effort. "Fuck me harder, cum in me, Charlie, plant me!"

With a groan Charlie shot a pent-up load into her and then collapsed to the side, panting. Grinning weakly he mumbled, "Well, if you're not knocked up now it's not because I didn't try."

Maria giggled and stroked his face. "You sure did. That was a good one and you're going to do that a lot over the next couple of weeks. I'm betting the chances that you are the daddy are better than Mel's because I've got to teach you how to be multi-orgasmic. We'll be having lots of sex and then you'll go home and practice with Helen."

"No problem there, she likes sex."

Maria squeezed her thighs together and rolled up on one side. She reached out and pressed her forefinger on Charlie's nose. "Yeah, right now she likes sex. But I can see the signs. It won't be long before she demands sex, lover. Some women get like that and your sweet little Helen is one of them. You're going to need to be able to keep it up for an hour at a time and that may not be enough. Don't be surprised if you wake up in the middle of the night with her giving you head and then climbing on top. Helen's on her way to being a wanton, Charlie. You'll be amazed."

*****

That night in the master bedroom, April's eyes were wide. She wanted to look behind her but the gag was tied to the ropes that held her trussed up like a very inviting package and she couldn't move her head. Charlie had been a lot more dominant that she expected and he's thrown her over his shoulder, carried her upstairs, pinned her down and begun wrapping her up. Now her arms were pinioned behind her back, her breasts were tightly wrapped and swollen, her ankles were bound to her thighs and she couldn't move. 

The worst came when Charlie slowly, almost cruelly, rolled up a black scarf and wrapped it over her eyes. Now she couldn't see, move or speak but she could hear and feel and she heard the man pull a chair up behind her. She felt him spread her buttocks wide and then his tongue began to torment her clit, her lips and her ass. Long, languorous laps trailed up from her sex button across the opening to her sex and then up her perineum. The tongue tip circled her anus and probed the sphincters. The sensations were overwhelming. Unable to do anything else, she shuddered and moaned. After a while the tongue and lips concentrated on her clitoris and fingers penetrated both her vagina and her anus finally driving her into a convulsive climax that went on and on until tears leaked down her cheeks.

At last Charlie stopped and stood up. Now she felt the soft helmet of his cock rubbing up and down the cleft between her pussy and ass. Up and down it went and she felt it harden. Then Charlie started thrusting his hips sliding it up and down making himself still harder. She felt him stop and heard a gel cap pop open. The goo was cold on her anus but it was followed by the heat of Charlie's manhood. He pressed on her opening, forcing her muscles wider until with a pop he was inside. April gasped behind the gag. He'd forced her, just like she'd dared him too. No gentle foreplay, no careful preparation, just sodomy all at once. 

Abused, insulted sphincters burned in protest and April wailed into the cloth. She felt large male hands grab each hip and then the entire length of his manhood drove into her, withdrew and drove in again. But soon the burning ceased and the sliding friction began to excite her. Charlie's pelvis slapped against her ass and he spanked her now and again for the surprise of it all. Finally, with a moan and a shudder he jetted into her setting off an orgasm of her own in response. Force, she decided, was fun.

*****

In the morning, while next door Helen serenely submitted to Mel every way he demanded, April stood in the den dressed in a tank-top and tight jeans with a suspicious bulge at the crotch. Her hair had been dyed purple and pulled into a ponytail by a tribal metal clasp. Washable tattoos in fierce patterns adorned her shoulders, one cheek and her bare feet. A heavy silver link belt encircled her hips and licking her lips, she shot Charlie a wicked look.

Maria smiled approvingly. Smearing a big glob of gel on her fingers, she ran her hand up between Charlie's butt cheeks and squished it inside. She gave each buttock a firm squeeze and a shake while with the other hand she bounced his balls and grasped them just short of painfully.

"Have you ever noticed how much time Helen spends reading Romance novels, baby?" she asked Charlie, "It seems to be a woman thing and a lot of it involves fantasy rape. Not real rape, of course, but being forced to do what you won't admit you want by someone attractive. That's fantasy rape. Men don't seem to appreciate the deliciousness of the idea but you will."

Maria suddenly grabbed Charlie from behind by both shoulders and put her foot against the back of his knee knocking him to the floor.

"Hey!" the man shouted in protest. But before he could say anything else, Maria had his arm barred in a wrestling hold and April was on top of him. Her kisses were ravenous, full of tongue and teeth. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and her arms wrapped his head. Charlie was surprised at how wiry and strong she really was and by the time Maria let go of him, April had him pretty securely pinned. With one hand she grabbed a handful of his hair while the other pulled the tank top up over her head revealing bare breasts with excited, erect nipples. 

Scooting up a little April pulled his face up and stuck a hard, stiff nipple between his lips. "Suck it!" she hissed, "Suck it hard." When he obeyed she made a satisfied hum and squashed the pink mound over his face and nose until he gasped for breath. "Now the other one!" came the command and again Charlie obeyed until she sat up and wrapping one hand around his throat unfastened the steel belt and tossed it noisily aside. "Pull them off!" April ordered as she undid the snap and pulled down the zipper.

When the jeans slid over her hips, the bulge turned out to be the big, ridged, up-curving dildo Maria had ravished him with before and when she kicked out and landed between his legs April demanded, "Legs up, dude," and popped it into his well-greased backside.

"Ahh!" Charlie yelped.

"Don't give me that," April growled between clenched teeth, "you love this just like I loved yesterday, don't you sweet man?"

The tip of the dildo grazed Charlie's prostate sending electric shocks of pleasure up his spine and making him moan. "Yes?" he murmured in response.

April covered his mouth in a hot, deep, probing kiss sending her tongue into her mouth in time with the dildo she drove up his ass. When she finally came up for air she grinned mischievously down at her lover. "We're both suckers for rough sex, aren't we? You ravish me and I return the favor. It's hot. We can be sweet and loving with our spouses, Charlie, but between you and me it's BDSM all the way."

"Oh gawd! Fuck me, April, send me home."

There was laughter over their heads and they both looked up to see Maria pulling off her clothes and stepping into a harness. "Oh, she will, Mr. Brown, and so will I. Then we'll do it again. You're getting gang-banged this morning, lover, just like your dear wifey is getting totally used. If I didn't want to keep her myself I could set up a brothel with her as the star attraction. Helen's a slut by now, Charlie, just like you are. Fuck him, April, harder!"

April renewed her attack, driving into him faster and harder, her mouth working his ears, lips, and neck sucking and biting. All Charlie could do was hold onto her ass and pull her into him as he grunted and moaned in ecstasy. Finally April let out a howl and began to spasm and convulse as the orgasm washed over her like the surf. When it was done she pulled out and looked down at Charlie through heavy lidded eyes. Half her mouth curled up in a sardonic grin. "That was just the first one, slut. I'll be back."

Charlie looked up at Maria and at the glistening silicone phallus protruding from her crotch. "Roll over, slut," she growled. "Show me how much you want this."

The man rolled over and arched his back, lifting his hips like a cat in heat. He felt Maria's boots on each side of his thighs and then the warmth of her thighs and ass as she knelt down on him. He felt her spread his buttocks and blow warmly on his pucker. For some reason the alarm he'd felt earlier about being pegged had now melted into placid compliance. Female on male anal play felt good and being ordered around and used by April and Maria was—well, fun. Would he be happy to spread-eagle April over a bench and bugger her furiously? He sure would. But becoming an object of desire, even aggressive desire, was now a thing to be savored. He wondered if Helen would eventually start ravishing Mel.

Maria smiled at his submission. The new heterosexuality embodied by female-on-male anal sex marked a wondrous upturn in equality. Now a woman could not only be as sexually aggressive as a man should be but the perpetrator as often as she was penetrated. Of course, babies would still be made the old-fashioned way but once she was pregnant (whether by Charlie or Mel was irrelevant) having them submit to her lust would be grand sport.

"Have I told you how much I like watching this thing disappear inside you, honey?" she asked.

"Mm-hmm," he answered and arched his back further. 

"Then I'll just cut the talk and stick it in. That's what you want, isn't it?"

"Mm-hmm."

Maria thrust with her hips, eliciting a soft sigh from the man, and then leaned down. Slowly and steadily thrusting and withdrawing she kissed him softly on the ears and neck. Gently nibbling his shoulders she whispered, "Being the girl is fun, isn't it? And so is being the boy. This way we can be both. Now I'm going to fuck you until I come and then April will fuck you again and then I'll fuck you again. But you don't get to cum, baby. We want you good and horny when you climb in bed with Helen. She'll expect it."

*****

Helen was rolled up on one side facing him when Charlie slid under the covers with her. A knowing smile curved her lips as she reached out and tousled his hair. "Welcome home, stud."

Her husband curled himself around her and pulled her in for a long, wet kiss. "Thanks. After the way Mel worked you over I was a little afraid I might come up short by comparison."

"Not a chance, CB" Helen used her favorite nickname for him, "there's more to love than hot sex. Though I must admit I was impressed. Still, Maria swears that in a couple of weeks you'll be able to do the same thing. I'm looking forward to that."

Charlie rolled onto his back and pulled his wife onto his chest. "Maria also says that I need to treat you rougher, that I need to give you a good spanking regularly."

Helen leaned down and kissed him on the tip of the nose. "Regularly? Uh-uh. Every now and again might be fun but what I've decided I really want is for you to be more demanding."

"Demanding?"

"Yeah. I've decided I like being ordered around and being made to do things. Grab my hair and fuck my face, make me deep throat you. Or tell me to hold my ass cheeks apart so you can bugger me. Being treated like a slut is hot. Since I'm being turned into one you should use me like one, at least sometimes."

Charlie looked troubled. "I'm not sure I like the idea of my wife being turned into a slut."

Helen slid up and pulled her husband's face against her soft, pillowy chest. "But you wife likes it." She kissed him on the forehead. "I'm not sure why, but being ordered and used and handed off from you to Mel and Maria and back again is really satisfying. I read that someone once said that the desire of the man is for the woman but the desire of the woman is for the desire of the man. I think there's some truth in that. It makes me feel super sexy to be really craved." She began to slowly grind her pelvis against his side. "And I bet you're starting to really crave me now, aren't you?" she whispered into his ear and reached for his cock. "How does my horny, lecherous man want his slut, tonight? What are you going to make me do, Charlie?"

As Maria predicted, Charlie was definitely still horny from the morning and Helen's nipple brushing his lips (along with her sex rubbing his hip and her hand stroking his cock) did nothing to reduce his drive. Coming up with an answer under the circumstances was difficult. There were so many things he wanted. The tip of Helen's tongue started running soft and wet around the edge of his ear and her whisper changed to a purr as she asked, "Shall I please my sultan, tonight? Just let him lie back while I pleasure him with my body? Dance on his manhood? Just put your hands up over your head, baby, and let me do all the work. Let me show you what I know about making men feel good, Charlie. It will all be about you tonight, honey, not about me. My pleasure will be in the giving."

Helen flicked the covers back exposing her husband's naked, eager body. She slithered down to his now-solid erection and began to slowly lick it from base to tip. After a while she stuck the helmet in her mouth and rotated her head around it, running her tongue against the frenum as she did. A hand came up and began to stroke up and down in time with her head. Charlie sighed loudly.

Helen kept stroking but raised her face to smile at him. "I could grease you up and tease your prostate but you've probably been buttfucked as much as you want for a while. So I'll just climb on top, baby, and ride up and down on this fine stiffy you've got. Did April like what you did to her?"

"She—said she—wanted to be—forced. So I—tied her up—and buggered her hard. She said—being forced—was fun."

Helen giggled. "I bet it would be. I like being ordered around, being forced might be good, too." Then she lifted her head, opened wide and swallowed Charlie's cock to the base. Flexing her throat made her husband moan happily. She came up for air. "So you like my deep throat? I've been practicing on a dildo so I could surprise you. But now . . ."

She reached over to the clock/radio/CD player and struck 'on'. A clarinet wailed and arpeggio up and down the scale and as a drum began to beat out a Middle Eastern rhythm, Helen straddled the man and lowered herself, impaling her pussy on his hard-on. The drumbeat was slow and hypnotic and she kept time to it, swiveling her hips and sliding back and forth. Now deeper, now shallower, her breasts swaying back and forth she brought Charlie to the edge of climax and then slowed down just enough to keep him there.

Looking up at her smiling face, Charlie couldn't help but feel that though Helen insisted that all she was doing was submitting to his desire with no real need to pleasure herself, she knew full well that she was completely in charge and liked it. A phrase he'd seen somewhere on the 'Net had gone, 'Topping from the bottom' seemed perfectly apt. As he moaned and whimpered contentedly, Charlie decided that if that was the state of affairs it was okay by him.

Finally, Helen sped up and reached down to give Charlie's nipples a twist. With a grunt he spasmed and jetted into her before going limp. She smiled and rolled off, kissed him and laid her head on his chest. "I think we could make up a game. Maybe one with a couple of spinners that randomly said who did what to whom."

"Does that game include the others? I mean if the spinner says Charlie goes down on April does it mean I have to go next door and tell Mel to stand aside while I eat his wife?"

"Sure, why not? We could set up a board in each house and take turns spinning to see how we pair or trio up. I know you'd love to open the back door and see Maria standing there naked with a big dildo sticking out of her crotch."

*****

Two weeks later everyone was out in Mel and April's backyard enjoying after dinner drinks by the fire pit. Maria put down her glass and announced, "I have good news, ladies. One of these fine, stalwart gentlemen has gotten me pregnant. I have no idea which one and don't really care because the important fact is that I'm knocked up. So now I think it's time we played a little game. Since it's well established that conception is more frequent when the woman has an orgasm and since both Mel and Charlie are now multi-orgasmic and can make us cum over and over before they shoot a load into us it's time to start a big family."

"You want us all to be pregnant?" April looked skeptical.

"Yes, I do, and I want you pregnant in the most sporting manner possible. We're going to play baby roulette, just like I did."

A slow, broad smile spread across Helen's face. She cocked her head and raised an eyebrow first at Charlie and then at Mel. "Do you propose to test the first one for paternity and then have me go to the other guy for the second? Or are we going to just replay the sperm wars with each baby?"

Maria wrinkled her nose mischievously. "My original idea was to alternate between Charlie and Mel but the more I think about it the better I like the idea of roulette. So—pants off, guys. One of you sits here on the bench with the lady on your lap and the other stands in front for a good long blowjob. I'll flip a coin and you call it, Mel."

Unfastening his belt and shrugging, Mel said, "Tails."

Everyone laughed but when Maria uncovered the coin it was heads.

"Okay, then," Maria began, "tonight you get the head and night after tomorrow you get the pussy and try for the win. Now, even though they already got me I'm playing because getting banged is fun. There are three balls in the bowl under the towel. Girls, stick your hands in and grab one holding it in your fist. When we all have a ball we open our hands and the one with the gold ball gets banged every two days for the next two weeks. Next month the last lady gets bred. No stalling, choose."

"But," April protested, "you're trying to get me to have Charlie's baby and Mel is my husband."

"And that means that legally the baby is Mel's no matter what," Maria insisted, "besides about ten percent of the babies born worldwide are not the woman's husband's so it isn't like this is something freaky."

Helen said in a wry drawl, "And in our case we're all one big family now, anyway, so it really can't make any difference. We're all going to take turns cuddling the little ones, aren't we?"

"Hold on there," Charlie interjected, "if all three girls are drawing lots, one of you is already pregnant. You even said so."

"Yup," Maria answered with an impish grin, "if I win I get a month's free spit-roasting and then you two can start on them. Now, are you going to play or not, April?"

April looked around, her eyes wide in anxiety. Helen had unfastened the top two buttons on her blouse, Mel had his trousers around his ankles and Charlie was looking at her licking his lips. She was outnumbered and outvoted so she sniffed in annoyance and stuck her hand into the bowl and pulled out a closed fist. Helen followed and then Maria. When the hands were turned over and opened the gold ball was in Helen's palm. She looked at Charlie out of the corner of her eyes and waggled her brows.




Strange and Kinky Things Ch. 03



"Have a seat, Mr. Brown, and may the luckiest man win." She purred. The wrap skirt fell in billows around her ankles followed shortly by the blouse. Looking over her shoulder at Mel, Helen reached back and unsnapped her bra then shrugged her shoulders to let it slide down her arms. She sauntered over to where her husband was seated, already stroking himself into readiness. She turned her back on him and then with flirtatious wiggles slid her panties down and stepped out of them.

With a growl, Charlie grabbed Helen by the hips and pulled her down onto his lap. He ran his now stiff member teasingly back and forth across her labia and smiled as he felt the moisture quickly form. Yes, Helen did like being ordered around and it showed as she lowered herself, impaled on his manhood.

"Well?" Helen held out her hands to Mel and as soon as he was in reach began to fondle, lick and suck on his cock and balls. In just seconds he was as stiff as Charlie and he grasped the woman by her hair. 

"Hold her hands, buddy," Mel said and Charlie pulled Helen's arms tightly behind her. Opening her throat to receive him, Helen felt Mel's length drive down her throat and Charlie's drive up into her from behind. A strange bliss joined the arousal she felt, penetrated fore and aft, bringing shudders of surrender. Yes, she thought, this is what I was made for. Enjoyed by men and bred to them. Oh Charlie, oh Mel—use me! Plant me. Make me your fertile field, your seedbed ripe for sowing.

April watched in bemusement. A couple of months ago she was getting double penetrated while Helen watched. When they were done it was Helen who had been reluctant to join in the fun. Now Helen was the one happily playing baby roulette with two men and she, April, was the one with reservations. But at least she had a month to come to terms with the idea.

Soft hands played down her shoulders and warm kisses and nibbles on her neck and ears sent sudden warmth flowing through her body. "Baby," Maria whispered in April's ear, "just because Helen is spending the next few weeks occupying the men doesn't mean we have to be left out of the play. There's still that big dildo you bought to use on Mel upstairs. Charlie liked it a lot so I'm thinking I might find it just as much fun as he did. I'm still in the mood to get banged. Want to do me?"

As Maria's hands slid under her tee shirt and fondled her breasts, April decided that banging Maria was just what she wanted to do. "Any particular hole?" she asked.



Strange and Kinky Things



"Why," April commented with a grin, "he looks like he's in love with you. Isn't that cute? I guess I should do the same thing to him so he doesn't forget who he's married to."

Maria turned her head and gave April a smoldering look. "Of course you should. And the next time he wants your ass, do it like this. That way you can look into each other's eyes just the way we're doing."

"Maria, would—would you like to move in with us? It would be fun for me and Mel would just adore it, I'm sure."

Mel's next moan ended in a question sound. He wanted to protest, to say it was wrong but the sensations she was sending through him reduced him to a melting puddle of pleasure and he couldn't say a word.

Maria looked down at him with a smile. "Don't try to talk, Mel. Just enjoy. I know what you're feeling and I love you, too—at least for now. But no, I won't move in with you. I'd take you two over if I did and you don't deserve that. But you can love more than one person at a time so the next time I come over, I'll surrender to you and also to April. Then we'll all be even. Now try and come. Tighten the right muscles, Mel and let me make you shoot all over. Then I'll lick it off you!"

*****

A couple of weeks later April was sitting in the chair in Maria's salon. "I don't think I want it any shorter, Maria," she said. "Mel started talking about how much he liked my hair long back when we were dating and I think I'll let it grow out for him."

"Good idea," Maria answered, "Men have a tendency to get all fired up over long hair. I have no idea why but I see it happen a lot. I'll just wash it and clean up any split ends. We'll see what to do with it over the next few months."

"Yeah—changing the subject, are you sure you won't move in with us? I know Mel is trying to keep it to himself but right now he's in a complete fog over you. He still loves me and tells me so two or three times a day but I know he's got it bad."

"Have you laid him down and pegged him, yet?"

"Oh yeah. He loves it and gets just this dreamy expression on his face when I do. He loves us both, Maria, I know he does."

"Does he love us both enough to share you?"

"Share me? Like with another guy?" April felt just the teensiest bit alarmed.

"Not yet, hon. I think he and I should share you, at least at first. I'll fuck you while you give him a class A blow job with swallowing. Then the next time we can trade places."

"With swallowing? Well, I guess. But eventually you are talking about him sharing me with another guy, right?"

"Only if both of you are good with it, April. Those are the rules, remember? Everything has to be agreed on before anything happens. This is how it has to be, April. If I move in with you guys, you have to expect that now and again I'll bring home other friends. And they'll expect to be entertained—maybe even by Mel."

"By Mel? I—I'll talk to him about it but I'm sure he won't say yes to entertaining another guy. He just isn't bi, yanno?"

"April, right now he doesn't think he's bi. But almost everyone is to some degree or another. Maybe he isn't bi-enough to be entertaining for some of my other friends. That's something we'll have to deal with. But if he's willing to jerk another guy off or take him up the ass (wearing a condom, of course) then we can easily come together in a nice little triad. If not—well, it might be harder to do. It may depend on how much he thinks he loves me."

"Well, I don't know about him entertaining other guys but I imagine it wouldn't be hard to get him to share me. Let's start with just you and him. I'm working on deep-throating and I should be good to take him in all the way in a day or two. Friday night?"

"I like Friday night."

*****

Friday night found April blushing in the tiniest sheer babydoll nightgown she'd ever seen. She'd been out shopping and happened to see it in the window of their local Glistening Cucumber and the thought of wearing it while Maria and Mel enjoyed her fore and aft brought warm flashes.

Additionally, she'd picked up a garter belt, sheer hose and some stiletto heels to match. And now she had them on while the other two looked her over and gave her compliments.

"You look just absolutely delicious, honey," Maria began, "and I suspect that you might just have set yourself up for more than you planned."

"Mm-hmm," Mel agreed, "I foresee seconds in an hour or so. What do you think, Maria, should she swap ends for the next round?"

"You mean have her go down on me while you have her? I'd like that, you'd like that. Tell us April, would you like that?"

April pinked deeper as she thought of running her tongue and lips over, in and around Maria's shaved pussy while her husband gave her a righteous pounding. It had been so smooth and slick last time and had, to her surprise, tasted pretty good. "I—I think I would. And how about next session we share Mel? Getting pegged while trying to do a good job of pussy-eating would be a real challenge." She reached out and gave Mel's bulging trousers a pat.

"We'll let next time take care of next time," Maria answered while unbuttoning her well-filled blouse. "Right now I think it's time to start warming you up. String her up, Mel."

Mel tossed a rope over the light fixture hook he'd driven into a ceiling joist and then, after binding April's wrists together, pulled it up tight and tied it off. Then he began to slowly run his hands up and down her body, squeezing and stroking.

Maria joined in, pausing between fondles to remove more of her own clothing and when she was naked slipped around behind Mel and started stripping him down.

"I don't know," she murmured in his ear, "maybe next time she and I should share you. I really want you inside me, Mel, just as much as you want to be inside me. We'll put you between us and she can fuck you while you do me. You might not last long but it should be pretty intense. Now slap her on the butt."

In a few moments, now hot and aroused, April watched Maria slither into her favorite harness and grease up the aggressively protruding dildo. Mel released her hands and she looked form one to the other with a grin. "You two are going to spit-roast me, aren't you? Mel will face fuck me while you pound my ass." She looked down at her husband's rampant hard-on and licked her lips. "I hear that swallowing cum makes your boobs bigger."

"I've heard the same," Maria replied, "though it may be just an urban legend. Now bend over, hon, and I'll ease in. Then you just open up and stick out your tongue."

April put her hands on her knees and arched her back. She felt Maria spread her buttocks and place the helmet of the purple dildo on her anus and push. Sphincter muscles stretched, protested and then relaxed and when the stinging died down April leaned back taking the entire thing in in a single lunge.

Maria laughed, "Well, good job girl. Becoming a happy little catamite are you? Now let's see how your head is."

April took Mel's cock in both hands and closing her eyes guided it between her lips. She sucked hard and worked up plenty of saliva to make it easier and then began to bob her head in time to Maria's thrusts. Mel grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her further onto his eager manhood, thrusting his hips forward as he did. April's imagination began to float sneaky images into her mind. She visualized another man's cock in her mouth and Mel's cock up her butt. Maybe she could suck off a series of guys while Mel kept pounding her. She shivered at the thought and reached down to give Mel's balls a pull with one hand while the other reached further back and one finger began exploring her husband's anus.

In and out, fore and aft the two rocked her, their rhythm hypnotic. A sort of golden haze dropped down over her vision and crept back into her brain. She felt the tension rise up from her crotch, the heat filling her belly and spreading down her thighs. Vaguely she became aware that both Mel and Maria were speeding up. The orgasm built aided by the knowledge that in short order she would have a mouthful of warm, salty semen. And this time she would swallow, she'd promised, and would lick off every bit. And afterwards? Afterwards could take care of itself but she hoped it would include Mel pounding Maria into the mattress and making her moan and cry. She had, to her surprise, plenty of love for both of them.

*****

They all came down curled up on the bed together, snuggling and giggling. "We really ought to get something to eat," April commented perched on her elbows on Mel's chest.

"There're a couple of pizzas in the fridge and plenty of red wine in the cabinet," Mel responded. "Sound good?"

"Mmm, sounds good to me," Maria answered, "so long as there are no anchovies involved. As far as I'm concerned, anchovies are bait!"

An hour, two pizzas and a bottle of zinfandel later, the three were on the sofa in the living room. April turned to Maria with a raised eyebrow. "Now?" she asked.

Maria nodded and slowly, languidly stood up while April turned to her husband. "Now, honey," she began, "Maria is going to go lay on the rug. She wants you inside her, Mel, wants to surrender to you completely. We talked about it earlier. You're going to take her bareback, Mel, maybe even knock her up. I'm going to watch, Mel, and I'm going to love every minute of it. Now spread you knees so I can get you good and ready . . ."

She dropped to her knees and pushed Mel's robe apart. She smiled to herself. He was already stiffening up at the thought though she suspected that watching Maria unfasten her own robe and let it slowly, clingingly slip off her shoulders and down to the floor probably helped. April reached under her husband and gently pulled his balls toward her and took the head of his cock in her mouth. She rolled her tongue around under it, feeling it swell, and sucked. The other hand stroked his perineum, pushing up onto his prostate from the outside. He moaned.

Maria watched them, a warm, liquid feeling spreading through her. Soon he would be ready and then he would take her—hard, she hoped. And maybe she would have his baby, if not this time then some time in the future. She and April had agreed on this, that she would move in with them and they would form a triad. In time she would bring in men she knew and trusted and they would enjoy April while she and Mel watched. And then she and Mel would enjoy each other in turn. They would do strange things together and it would definitely be kinky.