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Cuckold for Katarina Ch. 01

By: handyGman



We knew each other. We also knew each others' bodies. There was a chemistry and passion that persisted over time. Quite mesmerizing. 

She was dating someone else these days, but every time we saw each other, there was that pang of desire. We'd hug and press up against each other, and my thirst for her would spike, right then and there. I told her how I wanted to have her again, to feel my velvet pussy wrapped around my cock, deep up inside of her, but we left it at that. . . until late one night later that week.

She called up, booty style, asked what I was up to and could she come over and get a good screwing? Seems her new beau wasn't satisfying her deeper cravings. 

I answered the door in my tight boxers with a cock ring on underneath. She had on her "fuck me" boots which meant we were gonna get real nasty that night. I immediately slipped my arm around her beautiful waist and pulled her against me, pressing my already throbbing cock up against her pubic mound. She felt my stiffness and said, "Oh yeah, that's what I've been craving."

We kissed passionately as we ground against each other, my lips making my way down to her neck where I bit her neck, driving us both wild. We started shedding her clothes like they were on fire, down to a sexy pair of underwear and no bra, stranding there in her boots. She squatted down onto her heals, right down in front of my throbbing cock, interlaced her hands behind her back, and looked up and asked if I'd like her to do anything while she was down there.

I reached a hand down to the back of her head, and without saying a word, simply held her head there and moved my hips forward, impaling her beautiful mouth with my raging hard-on. She was looking up at me the entire time, with that look in her eyes of knowing how much she was turning me on. No matter what I was doing to her, ultimately she held the trump card because she controlled the level of my desire and the ability to act that out with her.

Katarina sucked my cock like it was candy. I loved that she loved it. Her mouth was sheer heaven as she'd take as much of me into her mouth as she possibly could, hitting the back of her throat when I'd thrust too hard for her, making her gag. I loved to pull her head down onto my cock as far as she could take it and just sit there, feeling her lips wrapped around my cock shaft and her tongue gliding along the underside of my throbbing member.

When she was nearly out of breath, I suddenly pulled her head back by her hair and off of my cock, and pulled her quickly to standing. She looked deeply into my eyes with the fire of passion burning more wildly than ever now. "Take me further down the rabbit hole," she said. With that, I told her to left a leg and give it to me. I grabbed under her knee, told her to grab onto my neck and hold on for dear life, and reached down for the underside of her other knee. I pulled her up into my arms, legs draped over my elbows, pussy spread wide in the air, dripping and ready for my grand entrance. Looking straight into each other's eyes, I slowly brought her hips down to my cock head. There I paused, with my cock head slightly parting her pussy lips, ready and waiting for the inevitable. I loved the anticipation. We both did.

Just as she and I breathed out simultaneously, I eased her slowly down onto my cock, inch by pleasurable inch, both of us feeling each other's bodily connection in minute detail. I was aware of the velvet feeling of her pussy as she gripped my cock from the head to the base, with every ripple of my veined shaft and the ridge of my cock head picking up extra sensation. It made me want to cum, right then and there, but we had a whole evening to go.

With her impaled on my cock and her legs over my arms, we started up the stairs and to my bedroom. She told me that her only request was to not cum inside her pussy because her boyfriend might notice, as she was seeing him later that same night.

That gave me an idea. A naughty, nasty one; a thought that I wouldn't have dreamed would have come up for me, but there it was. It became my focal point. She and I were already engaging in cuckoldry over her boyfriend, why not be blatant about it and have it heighten our being turned on in the moment . . . and beyond the bedroom?

I told her that cumming in her pussy was exactly the point of getting together this evening. In fact, my intention now was to fuck her long and slow, and then fast and furious so that her pussy would be obviously freshly, thoroughly fucked out by its previous occupant. The idea of her getting to bed with her boyfriend that night, removing Katarina's clothes, and discovering her swollen red, loosened pussy lips thrilled me. Heightening it even more would be to have my copious cum still dripping out of her, making a mess of her pussy even further, and removing any doubt what so ever, what her pussy had been up to preciously.

I told her all of this and at first she shook her head wide eyed and resisted vehemently. But I kept describing how I was going to fuck her good as I was fucking her really good. I let my cock sliding in and out and pounding in and out of her be the messenger. The more turned on in the moment she was, the less she resisted my idea. By the time we were both ready to cum, we had collectively hatched a plan for her to immediately go home, immediately get in bed with her boyfriend, and have him go down on her cum dripping pussy, cleaning up the mess I had made. The idea of him eating my cum in her pussy, nay, MY pussy, turned us both on to no end.

I unloaded a gusher into her that night. She told me over the phone late that same night how the rest of the story unfolded with her boyfriend:

"I called him on my way home and told him I wanted to meet him right away, as I had a 'present' for him, something I really wanted him to have, a part of me that I wanted to share and incorporate into our relationship."

"I got to my place first, left the front door unlocked, lit some candles in my bedroom, and got undressed. I changed underwear, which were a sopping mess, and got under the covers. He came in, immediately bound up the stairs, saw me in bed and stripped down quickly and slid in. He noticed that I had panties on and asked if he should have kept his underwear on. I told him, 'No. In fact, the present for you is underneath these panties.' "

Katarina went on: "I explained that the present might be a bit shocking to him but that I needed his full cooperation and to try and grasp what he was about to get out of this unrevealed gift. He was dying to get my panties off and get his hands on my 'gift.' He quickly found my sopping wet pussy, thinking I was wet only from the anticipation of what was to come. With a glint in my eye, I told him to suck the juice off his finger. He did, and smiled, stating that I tasted sweeter than usual."

"I smiled and told him to eat me, that I was dying to feel his tongue on my clit, to taste and lap up my pussy juices. Down he went. I felt so deviously naughty. It turned me on to know that my boyfriend was licking up the love juices that spurted out of your cock and were spread near and far inside of my pussy."

"After several orgasms, we stopped and I reached over and turned on a light, pulled down the cover and told him to get a good look at my pussy. I wanted him to see how swollen and fucked out my pussy was while I told him what he had just consumed. I told him that I was red and swollen because of your big cock slamming into me. I told him the reason I tasted different tonight was because of all your cum, that I had just come from your house and how my pussy was really yours, not his. I told him that was my deal from then on – that before he could have me, you had to have me and that he had to clean me up thoroughly before it was his turn."

And this is just the beginning . . .

Cuckold for Katarina Ch. 02



It happened several more times that Katarina and I got together before her boyfriend was allowed the pleasures of Katarina's womanhood. Each time she and I got together, she began to dictate more of what I was to do to leave my obvious mark for her boyfriend to see. Evidence that it was not he that owned her body.

But it started to become obvious to me that I wasn't the owner of her pussy that I had previously boasted. No, no. I was waking up to the obviousness of whom was really in control of the unfolding story. One night she asked for spanking -- spanking that would leave welts on her ass and thighs. Another was nipple play that left her beautiful nipples purple from all the attention with my fingers and teeth. And still another night she took my cum all over her face and hair. Her boyfriend had to clean her up with his tongue, and, he got no pussy that night because I had not been inside her. Katarina was stepping into her new role with her boyfriend, which pleased me to see.

What surprised me next was how Katarina was starting to call the shots with me too. The night she called me up after her boyfriend had done his duty was the night she boldly stated the continuing terms of our interludes:

She wanted me to fuck her in front of her boyfriend. Essentially, she wanted to show him why she kept coming back to me, why our fucking was so compelling.

It was arranged, our show. I was to come over on a set night and he would already be there, waiting, sitting in a chair beside the bed. I was to walk in, upstairs into the bedroom, and do my thing.

That's pretty much the way it happened. What turned me on the most that night was the way she talked to both of us as it all happened. Katarina had already had already set the mental stage with her boyfriend, so when I walked in, she immediately took control by talking to me - very directly, very nasty-like. . . Very sexy.

She told me to get my big cock out for her boyfriend to see. 

"Look, honey. Look how big and beautiful his cock is. I just loving holding it in my hands. And his balls. Look at how big and swollen full of cum they are. That's the cum you've been lapping up for weeks now. This is the source, and tonight you're going to get your fill of very fresh cream. In fact, you're going to watch as his cock and balls pulsate and spray the inside of my pussy with all of that juicy cum."

"Now stick your cock in my mouth, you big stud you," she said to me. She looked over at her beau as her lips made a big "O" and then took my cock into her mouth. She made a show of it, grabbing my ass with one hand and had her other hand wrapped around my balls, pulling my cock deeper into her mouth.

She took my mouth out of her mouth, now glistening with her saliva, and said to her boyfriend, "This is the cock that's been fucking me before you get to me. This is the cock that's been loosening me up so that I'm not so tight for you. This is the cock that gives me an orgasm before your tongue laps up his juicy load from my well used pussy."

Katarina then looked up at me and took me back into her mouth, going to town on my fuck-stick now, doing her best to get me very worked up and wanting her even more than I already did. She pulled off for a moment and told me to describe to her boyfriend how it felt.

"Her mouth feels incredible," I told him. "I love going as deep as I can get into her mouth, and I love the idea of her trying to take more of me into her mouth than she can, always eager to please and try for a little more." With that, I grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down onto my cock and held her there. She fought back the impulse to gag as my cock head slid past her tonsils and hit the back of her throat. She had been trying for months to deep throat me and each time she was getting closer and closer. It drove me wild.

By now my cock was oozing cum, which Katarina tasted. She slid off my cock, looked at her boyfriend, wiped her finger on my cock head, and then pushed her cum tipped finger into his mouth.

"He's going to put a lot more of that up my pussy, honey." "Take me now, Mr. Cuckold," she said to me. She lay back, spread her sexy legs, and put her fingers on her swollen pussy lips, spreading herself apart for me. "Stick that big hard cock inside of me."

I obliged her. Down on my knees I went between her legs and slowly slid my throbbing cock up into her velvet gloved pussy. She always felt like heaven, and tonight she felt decadent. We started our ministrations slowly, feeling each other, and then picked up the pace. Soon, I had her legs over my arms and was fucking her deeply, with long strokes that nearly pulled my cock out of her. I was giving her man a show of it, letting him see the length of my cock pulling out of her, glistening with her juices, juices that were abundantly there because of how turned on she was because I was fucking the daylights out of her.

Katarina started getting verbal, telling me, telling her boyfriend, telling her neighbors through the walls, how good a fucking I was giving her. "Harder," she tell me. "Deeper," she'd add. And on it went, me on my tip toes and hands, jack hammering her upturned and spread pussy, fucking her and fucking her. Katarina looked at her boyfriend square in the eye as I pounded in and out of her, telling him how good it felt to have me fucking her in front of him, how great my cock felt, what a superb fucking she was getting.

"Give me your cum, baby," she coaxed me. "Fill me up with your big load. Make my pussy over flow with your cum so that my boyfriend has to work extra long at cleaning all of your man juice out of my pussy tonight."

Faster I pumped. Deeper. Soon we were both moaning and groaning, louder and louder until we both erupted in orgasm, my cock buried deep inside of her, shooting stream after stream of cum deep into her womb. Her pussy convulsed around my cock shaft, milking even more sperm out of me and making me jump even more than I already was from my huge orgasm.

At last, when our bodies stopped convulsing, I slowly pulled out of your now soaked pussy to allow her boyfriend to see my still hard cock coated with her pussy juices and my copious cum all up and down the shaft.

She immediately ordered her boyfriend over and told him to get down there and clean up my cum. She grabbed him by his hair and pulled his head down to her crotch and told him to inhale deeply, to smell our sex, and then to stick out his tongue and start lapping until the job was done. 

I sat down in the chair he had been in and watched the show. Katarina looked over at me and described how great it felt for me to fuck her so good and asked if I like watching her man lick up my cum from her freshly fucked pussy. . . And I did. I did indeed. 



Cuckold for Katarina Ch. 03a



"I want 2 of you now," Katarina said to me. "I want you and another man ravishing my body while my guy looks on. I want the two of you to have your way with me at the same time, to be inside of me in different places. I want you to direct what the other guy does to me while you're doing your thing with me too, all in front of my boyfriend."

It seems Katarina's boyfriend wasn't protesting our antics at all. Quite the contrary, according to her. Apparently, he looked forward to each and every encounter that he was now being regularly subjected to.

"Hmmm," I replied. "I do like the sound of this one playing out. Do you have another guy in mind, or should I do the shopping? If I do the choosing, it'll be quantity over quality, just so you know."

With that, I was sent to the task of acquiring a third for our big show. To make matters more enticing than they already were, it was agreed that I would play "director," dictating what Katarina was do in the moment, as well as our third party cocksman. My imagination was already working up some scenes that she and I had talked about in the past.

I started advertising for a "porn star" in the local listings, requiring a picture and references of his abilities. It was unbelievable the amount of response the ad got, and I forwarded the likely contender photos to Katarina to select her favorite cock. Once done, I did the background check, as I wanted it to be safe (no condoms were to be used) and fulfilling (would he last more than 5 minutes?). Eventually all of the work landed us a thick 9 incher for our planned 2 on 1 cuckold extravaganza.

The chosen night arrived and I arrived at the designated time, giving Katarina time to set the mood with her boyfriend, which amounted to teasing him to no end, with lots of heavy petting and flashing herself to him. By the time I got there he was obviously pretty worked up but sitting in his usual bedside chair, as instructed.

I unzipped the bag I had brought with me and got busy. Duct tape came out first, and immediately I set to work on her man, by taping his hands and feet to the chair he was sitting in. Then I had Katarina unzip his pants and get them down around his ankles so that she could see just how much our antics were turning him on through out the evening.

Next came the pair of handcuffs Katrina had always told me she liked, but I had never used on her. I took off her blouse and bra and locked her hands together behind her back. Then I tied the cuffs to one of her bedposts so she stood there with her beautiful breasts jutting out and her smooth skin exposed to our lustful eyes.

I hadn't told Katarina about this next part, but I planned to digitally record the whole experience that was about to take place -- not for myself, but for her to have a memento to do with as she wanted. I hoped she'd use it to masturbate to, or, to remind her boyfriend of who was in charge, should he ever think differently. I set up the tripod, faced it toward the bed to catch all the action, and pressed record.

I moved over to where Katarina was hand cuffed, with yet another object in hand. I looked at her and leaned in for a sexy kiss, brushing her already hard nipples against my chest. I asked if she was ready for another trip down the rabbit hole, this time giving up all control. 

Her eyes widened, but her head nodded in the affirmative, so without further ado, I slid the chrome, leather-lined collar around her neck, buckling it in back, and attached a leash to the collars' D ring. I undid her skirt (she had gotten well versed in wearing easily removable clothes for our encounters), leaving her in her sexy white lace g-string and those ever so sex inducing boots of hers. I then tugged gently and persistently on her leash until she leaned forward a bit. I leaned in for another deep, tongue swirling kiss. 

Afterwards, I looked over at her boyfriend whom was hard and sticking up already. I told him that if he liked the collar and leash treatment he just might be lucky enough to receive the same, if it pleased Katarina to do so. Cupping one of her tits, I pointed it towards his face to show him it's hardness; a sign of how she was getting turned on as well. He leaned forward to suck on it and I kept her just out of reach of his mouth.

The door bell rang and I towed Katarina downstairs with me to answer it, knowing it was our selected stud. After checking through the peephole, I told Katarina to open the door and greet her lengthy lover. His immediate words were "Hellooooo there sexy. I am so going to enjoy you." He then looked at me and asked if he could take over on the leash, to which I let him know that she wasn't his to do with as he pleased. I was her care taker of pleasure and her interpreter, if you will, where by I would act on my knowledge of what turned her on, and guide what happened so that she had a very enjoyable evening. I might be the one directing things upstairs, but this was meant to be for Katarina's fulfillment. 

Upstairs we went, where I introduced our stand in cock, Peter, to Katarina's boyfriend. "Well, well," Peter said. "Looks like you're a tad restrained tonight. This will truly be my pleasure to fuck your beautiful girlfriend in front of you. After I get through with her, I don't think she'll be too satisfied with you anymore, judging by the size of your pecker there."

With that, Peter unzipped and let his peter fall out, and his pictures hadn't lied. He was semi-hard and he still looked sizable and thick. He and I both took off the rest of our clothes and kept our eyes on Katarina, licking our lips lustfully. I passed the leash to Peter and told him to "get acquainted with his play toy for the night." 

He took the rein from me and reeled it in like he pulling his prize fish into his boat. He got Katarina up close to him, and looked her over approvingly, from head to toe. "I like how big and hard your nipples are, slut." Apparently, he had stepped into his role for the evening, and, had found a name for Katarina to fulfill as well. He squeezed her nipples and cupped her tits, admiring them and getting excited in the process. His cock had reached it's full 9 inches and seemed as thick around as Katarina's own forearms. This was going to be really exciting to watch her take his cock and see her reactions. I was hard as a rock just thinking about it.

His hands worked there way down her body and found her pussy. "Oh?" he said, "Freshly shaven and ready to be fucked, I see. It's Time for you to get to know me better. Get on your knees and say 'ah.' "

She looked over at me with a questioning look. She knew that what transpired tonight wasn't up to Peter -- I was the one in charge. I smiled and gave her the "go ahead" nod. She sank to her knees, eying his cock sticking straight out at her the whole time, and then once to the floor, looked up at Peter and said "Ah?"

It dawned on me that part of Katarina's game plan was to fuck Peter not only in front of her boyfriend, but me too, in her very likely successful attempt to make us both want her uncontrollably. I may be in charge of the leash, but it would be difficult to maintain control of the amount of desire I had for this woman, how she made my body feel, but bigger than that was how much passion she could elicit from me. 

There she was, taking a very fat cock into her mouth. Her lips were stretched around it and she was making quite an effort to take more than a few inches into her mouth. As she moved her mouth back and forth, Peter began to pump forward and back ward, in and out of her mouth. As he rocked his hips, he grabbed Katarina by her hair and started making big, exaggerated strokes, fully pulling his cock out of her mouth by a few inches, waiting, and then pushing back into her and holding it deeply in her mouth, making her gag slightly as his huge mushroom head was pushing up against the back of her throat.

She upped the ante by looking over at me while his cock was buried in her mouth, hands helplessly handcuffed behind her back. It made me want her badly. She was winning control of me without trying too hard at all. I moved around behind her, grabbed the leash back, and slipping an arm around her waist lifted her up and on to the bed so she was doggy style on the edge of the bed. 

Peter stepped forward and continued shoving his cock in and out her mouth, holding her body up with her hair, and I rubbed my cock head up and down her very wet pussy lips, lubricating my path to heaven. More and more of her pussy juices flowed out of her as I did this, and soon my cockhead was dripping. I put my cockhead at the tip of her pussy entrance and pushed just the head of my cock into her, just up to the ridge of my cock head.

I stayed that way for awhile, paused at her entrance, watching Peter getting off fucking her mouth. He was lost under her charms and didn't even know he was lost. I was trying to regain some of the control by getting her to want my cock inside of her. Eventually, having me tease her with just my cockhead was paying off. She began pushing back onto me in an effort to get my cock to go in further. I reached a hand high up into the air and let it come down HARD on her ass cheek. She jumped forward in shock and got an even bigger one as Peter's peter pushed instantly past her throat entrance lodged all the way down with her nose in his pubic hair and his balls pressed against her chin. She had wanted to yelp, but now found herself not being able to breathe because of the monster lodged in her esophagus. 

Peter pressed her head harder against his groin, keeping his cock there for a short while. I took that as my cue to shove my cock all the way into her velvety pussy, all at once. Her body jumped and her cuffed hands balled into fists. I knew this scene was pushing the limits of her comfortability, but she hadn't given the sign for the safe word we agreed upon, so I knew she was still in the game.

She was very trusting of my care taking. Here was a complete stranger with his cock buried down her throat so she couldn't breathe, handcuffed in front of her tied down boyfriend, being recorded. How far did she want to go? Had she forgotten the safe sign? Surely she needs air by now? Shit?! Maybe I should . . . Abruptly Peter pulled out of her throat and mouth, and she let in a huge gasp of air, again and again, as she caught her breath.



Cuckold for Katarina Ch. 03b



Katarina's pussy was wetter than I've ever experienced with her before. I kept my cock buried deep up inside of her pussy and squeezed the muscle that made my cock swell up even bigger, pulsating it so she'd feel me getting harder. 

It seems Peter was already close to blowing his load. He kept his cock away from Katarina's highly talented mouth for a few moments and kept saying "Holy shit! Holy shit!" His condition didn't slow me down, though. I put her face down in the pillows, hands still locked behind her back, making her ass stick way up in the air. I stepped back a moment to let her boyfriend have full visual access to her beautiful hips up in the air, pussy lips slightly spread, glistening with her juices. I reached my finger out and rubbed it on her engorged clit lightly, tracing a small circle, gently increasing the pressure.

A little moan escaped her mouth and I couldn't wait to be inside of her again. I lined my cock up with her beautifully swollen pussy lips, rubbed up and down a few times, and the moment I felt her push back against my cock head, I lunged forward, impaling her with the full length of my cock again. Slowly, I pulled almost all the way out, and then back in just as slowly. After several long, exaggerated strokes, I gradually increased the pace, with my hands on her hips, pulling her down onto my cock. 

It was time for Peter to get back in on the action and I told him to come take my place. I pulled out of Katarina's sopping pussy and walked around to her face, gently pulling her flat on her stomach with her legs hanging over the side of the bed and her knees on the floor, and laying diagonally near a bed corner, so her chin was hanging over the adjacent side. 

I squatted down and looked her in her eyes and asked if she was enjoying herself. "Yes," she replied. "Definitely. Now give me that cock so I can suck on it. I want to taste your precum," looking over at her boyfriend as she said this. Only too happy to oblige, I stood up and fed her my throbbing cock. She started by licking my purple cock head like it was an ice cream cone, looking up at me while she did so. Then I stuck just the head of my cock in her mouth, just pass the ridge so her lips could wrap around me fully, and she could flick her tongue across my gland. She was driving me crazy. I stuck another inch into her mouth and she kept up the same treatment.

Meanwhile, our Seventies cocksman, Peter, was lubing up his cockhead against Katarina's pussy lips. He had a hold of his cock shaft and was tickling her clit with it, sending her oozing pussy juices down the folds of her pussy and onto his cock head. He placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy and then pivoted one leg back to give the camera, and Katarina's boyfriend, an unimpeded view of what was about to take place. He gently pushed, and the head of his cock slipped inside of her as her pussy lips spread wide to accommodate his size.

Katarina moaned around my cock. Peter kept rocking forward and back, pushing a little bit more of himself inside of her with each stroke. He got to the point where he was about halfway inside her with each stroke and stayed at that depth with each push inward he took. Katarina started moaning with each stroke he made, humming around my cock. She was too distracted now to keep sucking and tonging my cock the way she had been, but she kept her lips wrapped around me and each time she moaned, I felt the vibration all the way down into my balls.

After awhile of doing this, I helped Katarina up to her knees so she was kneeling upright on the bed edge, with Peter's length still up inside of her. I reached into my bag of tricks and out came a set of nipple clamps. I gently attached one to each of her very erect nipples, and then I tightened each just a little to make them snug. Meanwhile, Peter grabbed her hips and started stroking his cock up into her pussy from behind still, but now he was sliding his whole length into her.

Katarina looked her boyfriend square in the eyes and asked' "Are you getting off watching me?" Then, looking straight at me, she said, "Do you like watching me getting fucked by his big cock?" Her boyfriend answered "Yes," but it was me she was in to turning on right now. It was me she was hoping to drive wild with uncontrollable desire. I reached down to her nipples and rubbed the squeezed tips. Then I tightened them up more, eliciting a gasp from Katarina's mouth. 

I leaned in and began passionately kissing her, tugging rhythmically on her nipple chain. Peter kept pumping her from behind, driving the whole length in and out of her. In between kisses, Katarina turned me on even more as she kept telling me how good it felt to have Peter up inside of her, how good his big cock felt, stretching her tight pussy open to take all of him inside of her. We kissed deeply again, and she'd go right back to the dirty talk. "His cock is so fat. I can feel the ridge of his cock as is slides in and out of me. He's so deep that he's hitting bottom with every stroke. Oh my god, he is SO fucking my pussy good."

My cock was oozing precum all over the place now. I was so hard, my cock was throbbing with the pulsating of my heart beat. I cupped her breasts with both hands and squeezed them both firmly, lifting slightly. I tugged again on the nipple chain, a bit more firmly this time, holding it away from her body with a fair amount of tension on it. She inhaled sharply and I kissed her passionately again. With that, she started cumming, and she let us all know it. "Oh my god! Oh GOD!!!!!!!! OH FUCK!!!!!!!!"

After resting for a few minutes, Katarina looked up at me and said, "Wow. That was fantastic. I want more!" Katarina had always wanted to try anal sex and I had decided that tonight was the night. Back down her face went into the pillows and out of the black bag I took a medium sized butt plug, lubed it up, and gently started pushing it against her anus every time Peter pulled his peter backwards. Soon, I was able to push about half of its 4 inches inside of her, loosening up her backdoor. As I pumped more of the butt plug into, her asshole had to stretch even wider to accommodate its bulbous base. Eventually, she opened up enough that on Peter's next out stroke, I pushed the plug all the way in and her ass close snuggly around it's base.

I told Peter it was my turn. He pulled out and I pushed in. Her pussy certainly was getting stretched a bit from Peter's fat cock, but between how tight and velvety her pussy normally felt, coupled with the butt plug pushing through her pussy wall, I was in heaven. I grabbed the leash and held her against me, in her kneeling upright position again, fucking her wet pussy.

I told Peter to stand in front of her and to slap his cock against her mouth, cheeks and tongue. He loved it and started asking her if she liked taking two cocks in front of her boyfriend, making him jealous. "Do you like being our little slut? Are you hungry for my cock? Would you like to suck your pussy juices off the length of my cock? Open up again. . ." In his cock went, again with Katarina's mouth straining to wrap all the way around his girth, as she tasted herself on his shaft and head.

While she was distracted by her oral ministrations, I had taken out the butt plug and was lubing up my cock for it's final destination. I was looking forward to taking her anal cherry tonight, and equally excited to leave a very large deposit of my cum deep up inside of her ass. I lubed up my cock and took a deep breath.

I pressed the head of my cock gently against her ass, but with a steady pressure. Her ass, already used to the butt plug, gave way fairly quickly, allowing me to get all of my cock head past her anal ring. I left if there for her to get used to before going any further. Peter kept his cock stuffed in her mouth and said she was one hot slut, as he watched me taking her ass.

I started pushing more of me up inside of her, inch by inch, sliding into her ass for the first time. It was everything I could do to keep from coming right then and there. Her ass squeezed the entire length of my cock as I pushed into her, just like her pussy. It felt incredible, and adding to it were here moans of pleasure and approval that she managed to get out as she continued to suck on Peter.

I lifted her hands away from her body and ducked my head underneath them. Then I shimmied her locked wrists around my shoulders, down my back, until they reached my waist. I then wrapped my arms around her waist, picked her up with her impaled with my cock up her ass, and turned around on the edge of the bed. In this position, we were facing her boyfriend, whose cock was glistening from all the cum that had oozed out. Katarina's legs were on either side of mine, straddling me, with her back pressed up against my chest and stomach. She started pumping up and down slowly on my cock, getting the feel for fucking me with her ass, loving the groans that were coming from me.

I told Peter to come around in front of her, pick up her legs, and fuck her pussy while I was in her ass. Not only was Katarina getting her first taste of anal sex, she was about to get double penetrated. Peter looked down at her swollen pussy lips, draped a leg over each arm, spreading her pussy open in the process. I could feel the pressure of his cock through her vaginal wall as his thick cock slid deeply up into her pussy. 

I just sat there not moving, letting Peter do all the work, listening to Katarina moan loudly from the feel of two cocks buried deep inside of her. It was a trip feeling Peter's cock moving back and forth, in and out of her. With every thrust of his massive cock, he was getting Katarina and me off at the same time. She started cumming, over and over. I could feel her asshole squeezing my shaft. I started moving in and out of her, opposite of Peter's movements, so that she was staying filled up from the back or the front at all times.

Her pussy must have been convulsing too because Peter started grunting and fucking her hard and deep, really slamming his cock into her. I started doing the same, burying my cock all the way up her ass with each stroke. I couldn't hold out much longer. Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, Peter shouted he was cumming and buried his fat cock up inside her. That put me over the edge and I shoved my cock all the way in too, as my balls released their pressure filled seed and began shooting my cum inside her pussy. Both of our cocks were pushed in to the hilt, convulsing away as we emptied spurt after spurt of cum deep up inside of Katarina.

We stayed locked together like that as all three of us spasmed for what seemed forever. Eventually my cock stopped pulsating. Peter and I slowly pulled out of Katarina. She went from full of cock to full of cum. As Peter moved away, her boyfriend got a clear view of her gaping pussy and asshole, dripping cum from both of her holes onto the bed and floor.