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Paul & Liz  Ch. 01

By: Metropolman



My name is Paul, and Liz and I have been married for about ten years. We are very happy and I thought until recently I knew every side to her personality. Liz doesn't quite know me so well... As she works nightshifts for most of the week, I frequently surf porn on the internet and I suspect she would be shocked to see some of the sites I visit. Let me explain as best I can, because I don't really know myself why I'm drawn to sites where women wear strap-ons or worse where they use them on men.

I don't really understand where this fetish started... I used to surf the internet for regular porn, you know, as men will. One day though I found a picture of a woman dressed in a dominatrix outfit with a huge strap-on protruding from her pelvis... I was hooked. Something about that image exited me, a good looking feminine woman with a male phallus. You have to understand, I have no gay or bisexual desires but the more images I found of strap-on wearing girls, and it's amazing how many you can find when you're actively searching for them, the more I was turned on by them. I particularly preferred the more feminine 'girly' girls to the butch ones I found. In fact, I found that the butch Dom' types were far more common and so I began saving photos' of those girl's I liked in a pictures folder on my computer, carefully 'buried' in a work file so that Liz would never find it. I was also very careful to clear my internet history every time I used the computer.

So that's me, nothing too wild, just an odd quirk really. I didn't think Liz would see it quite like that, so it stayed my sordid secret.

(Oh, Sure.)

Just this weekend, Liz and I were having a quiet Saturday night at home. We had had several glasses of wine each, well into a second bottle, when Liz said she was going upstairs for a bath. She said she'd leave it for me as I was still watching T.V. Half an hour or so later I went upstairs for my bath and Liz was already in bed watching something on the bedroom T.V. Naturally, ( to me...) I got out of the bath feeling horny, and I thought I'd see if Liz was on the same wavelength.

'Hey Hon', I'm horny'. (Nothing like being subtle...)

'Yeah, I thought you might be' she said with a smile. 'I'm not really in the mood, but I'll look after you'.

Now, I knew I should have objected but Liz gives the most awesome hand jobs ever, and the thought of 'getting off' with little or no effort appealed so I walked to the bed and laid down. Liz positioned herself sitting between my legs with her own legs over and beside me. I just closed my eyes as she took hold of my penis and slowly, tenderly began to stroke up and down. 

'Is that nice?' she asked as her right hand ever so softly toyed with my dick, her thumb rubbing across the tip. Her left hand was gently stroking my nuts and occasionally grazing that sensitive area just below them.

'Hmmm, I'm in heaven sweetheart, are you sure you don't want me to look after you too? (Oh god, I hope not.)

'No, I'm fine. I'm thinking about your pleasure and what turns you on' she said. Now, something in that sentence should have rung alarm bells, but I was too far gone to question it, so it was a complete surprise to me when Liz's left hand, her right still stroking my dick, slid down to my bottom. I felt her index finger at the entrance to arse, it was already lubed, and it quickly slipped inside me. 

'What the fuck?' We had only once experimented with anal sex when Liz bravely let me try to fuck her that way several years before. Our experiment lasted less than five minutes, and Liz left me in no doubt that we would not be experimenting again...

'Relax, babe, I just want to try this.... See if you like it.' Truth was it felt really good. Liz's right hand was still slowly wanking my cock and her finger was sliding in and out to the same rhythm. I really felt that I should protest more but was worried that if I complained too much she might stop....

'Listen Hon', I'm all for trying new things, but you could have warned me first'

'I'm glad to hear you're up for new things' she said, and then, her right hand still teasing me, she took her finger out. I was disappointed as it had felt so good but then was blown away as Liz's finger was replaced by her small vibrator. I heard it start just as it penetrated me and although it's very small (It was a freebie from a sex-toy website), it is really powerful. Now this was incredibly new territory, but before I could complain (not that I really wanted to, I was so turned on), Liz spoke.

'You know, the other day I was looking for our photos' from the holiday last year'. She was infuriatingly calm as she spoke, still holding my dick, and with that damn vibrator making me squirm.

'I couldn't remember where on the computer they were so I thought the easiest way to find them would be to search for all photos. Did you know you can do that? (Yes, I did... Oh I could see where this was going... Not good).

'I found the holiday photos...' (A pregnant pause, if ever)... 'I also found a couple of dozen pictures of girls with strap-on dicks; one was even fucking a guy in the arse.'

'I ...err... (Err what?? What the fuck was I going to say?)

'I'm guessing this is something that turns you on, yeah? Liz was still teasing the head of my dick but now she pulled the vibrator out, and I thought maybe this ordeal was over. (I shock myself sometimes, just how naïve and stupid I can be...). Liz had obviously prepared for this night because I suddenly felt something much larger poking at my starfish. I was flustered and still struggling to frame a coherent reply but Liz was very calm and peaceful. Liz has a vibrator that is about twelve inches long and probably slightly thicker than my own dick, and I realised it was this that she was patiently trying to insert into my back passage. Shamefully, I realised that I wanted this and had unconsciously begun to relax and allow the vibrator to slip in.

'Sweetheart, I think you've misunderstood... Erm... Those pictures were... Erm... (Yes genius, what were they?)

'Paul, I don't think I've misunderstood anything, and by the way, I've got about four inches inside you now.' Actually, I did already know that. Liz hadn't turned the thing on yet but I felt full to bursting, and my dick was rock hard. I cannot ever remember being so turned on, every one of my senses seemed attuned to the vibrator and how it felt and then she turned it on. I thought I was having an 'out-of body' experience. I saw myself levitate off the bed as Liz started to move the vibrator back and forth. Stupidly, I decided to object now.

'Liz, you can't do this. I never wanted anything up my arse, honest.' (Ok. That was a blatant lie!!). As shocked as I was when this began, I was doubly shocked when Liz slowly pulled the vibrator out of my arse (With a nice comical pop!) and said,

'Sorry Paul, I thought that was what you would like.' She came around the bed to lie beside me and I frantically tried to think what I would say next.

'Did you not like that? I thought you did... What was I doing wrong?'

'I just think those pictures gave you the wrong idea, I'm not gay or anything' I said.

'Well, I know that. So what's the deal with the photos'? (Ah, not going to let that one go is she?)

'I don't know babe, they just turn me on. I don't know why.

'Have you never thought of me wearing a strap-on, or me fucking you like that?' she asked. (Ok, time for a little honesty I guess.)

'Well, yes, of course I have, but... well, I don't know, I never thought you'd go for it'.

'I'll be honest' she said, 'when I first found those pictures I was really shocked, but once I'd digested it, the idea of fucking you, like you get to fuck me, I wanted to try it. That's why I set this up.'

'Oh my god, I can't believe you...' I laughed, 'I can't tell you how turned on I was.'

'You don't have to; I thought your dick was going to explode... In fact, it still looks like it needs attention'. Throughout the conversation my hard-on had not really subsided and bizarrely I missed the sensation of the vibrator inside me.

'Shall we start again', as she said this Liz walked around to my side of the bed.

'If you really want to' I said, (carefully... not too eager).

'Oh, I think you can do better than that' Liz picked up the larger vibrator and held it at her pelvis, sticking out like a dick would be. She was leaning back against the bedroom wall, her breasts swinging sexily as she swayed slightly side to side.

'How do I look with a strap-on?' she asked.

'Fucking hot actually.' (Well, she did).

'And what would you like me to do with it?' smiling now.

'Well, you could go back to doing what you were doing earlier' I said hopefully. Liz, though, knew she was holding all the cards, and was determined to exploit the situation.

'No, I think you can do better than that Paul... Roll over on to all fours, and then tell me exactly what you would like me to do.'

I was extremely uncomfortable at being so vulnerable and exposed, and was rapidly realising that the status quo in our relationship had changed. I just stayed lying on my back, hoping Liz would back down. (No chance...).

'Roll over Paul, it's my way or the highway' she said with a smirk on her face, now stroking her own 'dick' like she was masturbating. Without arguing, I did turn over; my back to her but couldn't bring myself to say what I knew she wanted to hear.

'Oooh, nice arse. What would you like me to do with it? She asked.

'Anything you want' I said, knowing now I was going to give in.

'Paul, I'm your wife, I'm standing here with a strap-on, just like I know you've been fantasising about... What do you want me to do?'

'I want you to fuck me.' I admitted shamefully, 'I want you to fuck me with a strap-on'. Liz had already moved to the bed, and now I felt the dildo at my arsehole again. She was still holding it protruding like a strap-on and now she started to gently push it inside me. For my part, I was trying to steady my breathing and relax my muscles to allow it entry. It slowly entered and I felt my breath catch as Liz now reached down and took my penis in her hand. She flicked the vibrator on and began simultaneously fucking my arse and wanking my dick. My legs began to shake, as I forcefully came, shooting cum all over the bed sheet.

'Oh, my darling... we are going to have so much fun with this.' I heard Liz say, as I collapsed forward onto the bed, the vibrator still embedded inside me. Liz carefully pulled the toy out and then laid full length on my back, her mouth against my ear.

'You know, this makes you my bitch' she said. I honestly still couldn't talk, my whole body tingling, totally 'wired', but I knew then I had opened Pandora's Box.

Paul & Liz Ch. 02



'I need to go shopping today; will you come to the Mall with me?' Liz asked. Today was Tuesday and Liz had the day off, as I work from home and set my own hours, we were both free. At first we drifted aimlessly around the Mall, mostly window shopping although Liz did buy a new pair of jeans for herself. We took an hour off for a pizza lunch and I suggested we return home but Liz insisted we stayed a little longer.

On the top floor of the shopping centre was an adult store (you know... vids, mags and adult 'toys'.)

'Let's have a look around' Liz said, heading in. Liz had recently discovered my fascination with girls wearing strap-ons and although she had played with a vibrator up my arse several times now, she still didn't own a strap-on herself. Now that my secret was out, I had nervously suggested she look online to get one but she hadn't been interested. 

The shop was empty of customers, and there was only one assistant behind the counter, a blond girl in her early thirties I'd guess. Without hesitating, Liz walked up to the assistant with me reluctantly in tow.

'Have you got any strap-on dildos' suitable for me to use on my husband'. (WHAT?? Oh Kill me...kill me now...)

'Liz, what the fuck are you doing?' I asked desperately wishing the ground would open up and swallow me whole.

'Oh, don't worry sir, I'm quite un-shockable' the girl said smiling.

'It just seems sensible to get advice' Liz said, looking innocent. Since the first night Liz had fucked me (her words...), she had become much more assertive and I now realised I had created a monster. She knew I was embarrassed by this stranger knowing what we did in the bedroom and worse, she seemed determined to carry on.

'So... any advice?' She said turning back to the girl.

'Well, we have several different models, come over here and let me show you. I take it you're both new to this? The girl had come around the counter and escorted Liz to a corner of the shop where there was an enormous selection of dildos and vibrators. I followed meekly in their wake, listening horrified to their conversation. They gave every indication that they were discussing the price of tomatoes in the market.

'I've had my vibrator in him, that's quite big' Liz volunteered.

'If you're new to pegging, I'd suggest you start with a slimmer model and work up slowly.' (Pegging?)

'I use a monster dick on my girlfriend' the girl admitted 'and she loves it. I think it's different with guys'. (Girlfriend?) I was now standing with my mouth hanging open, totally confused and embarrassed by this conversation.

Paul, I'm going to have a chat and a look 'round with ...?'

'Oh, I'm Claire' the girl said.

'Hi Claire. I'm Liz and this is Paul.' (Don't tell her my fucking name...). 

'Paul, I'll meet you downstairs at Starbucks, don't worry, I won't be long.' Bemused, at how fast the mood of the afternoon had changed I slunk away dismissed, leaving the two woman chatting like long-lost friends.

Fifty long minutes later, Liz met me, looking very smug and pleased with herself, she also had two shopping bags from the shop so she certainly hadn't just bought a strap-on. Liz refused to tell or even hint at what she had bought, saying I would find out in good time. For my part, I was nervous and scared that Liz was taking so much control of our sex life, although it was a mixed emotion, as honestly it was exiting too.

All through dinner, Liz refused to be drawn on what had happened or what she had bought, but just after ten o'clock she asked if I'd like a look at her new purchases. (Yeah, yeah... silly question.) Of course, I admitted I was desperate to know, so she left me in the lounge while she went upstairs for a while. My mind was racing, trying to figure out what Liz was hiding, and although I turned the T.V. on, it was really just for the noise as I couldn't concentrate at all.

'Is this what you had in your head? Liz had just walked back into the room and I nearly swallowed my tongue, she looked amazing. She was wearing black stockings, a stunning black Basque and high heels, Oh and sticking out from her pelvis was a realistic black strap-on dildo.

'Oh my god, Liz... Yes that's just what I had in mind.'

'So, are you still my bitch then?'

'Yeah, I guess I am.' (Well, what would you have said?)

Oh good boy... I'm telling you now; I expect to get off first tonight 'though.' (Well that seemed fair).

'Of course Babe, whatever you want.'

'Really? In that case, I'd like a blowjob' She was grinning evilly now.

'Oh come on, you don't expect me to suck that thing, do you?'

'Oh yes Paul. That's exactly what I expect.' Liz had walked slowly over to where I was sitting on the couch.

'I'd like you undressed first though.' She said, stroking the strap-on as if it were her dick. Reluctantly, I stripped off my T-Shirt and jeans, leaving only my boxers.

'Keep going.'

(Oh well, in for a penny...) I pulled my boxers off and following Liz's direction, I knelt in front of her. I grasped the base of the false penis in my right hand and put my mouth around the tip, tasting rubber. I realised, of course, that this was purely symbolic for Liz, having me fellate her dildo. She couldn't receive any pleasure from this act apart from seeing my discomfort as I pretended to 'blow' her. I decided to up the ante a little and slipped my hand down to her pussy as I was sucking the dildo.  

'That feels good' Liz said, as I began slowly inserting two fingers into her, by now, very wet hole. Still sucking on the phallus, and fucking Liz at the same time, I slid my left hand up her thigh so that I could rub her clit with my thumb. Liz dropped back onto the couch and I spread her legs farther apart so that I could replace my thumb with my tongue. I was amazed at just how quickly Liz came; obviously the sexual tension of the day had got to her too.

'Oh baby, that was great' Liz said breathlessly.

'Now it's your turn. Lay down here' Liz stood up and indicated I should lie where she had just come. 

'On your back Paul, I want to see your face this time.' Liz was kneeling between my legs, and now she pulled me forward so that my arse was hanging off the edge of the couch. She pulled out a bottle of lube that she had obviously brought down with her and began liberally coating her penis.

'Claire tells me that when it comes to guys, too much lube is just enough' (Thank you Claire...). Liz now took my swollen dick into her mouth and I gasped with pleasure, slowly she pulled my hips down until I felt the dildo touch my butt cheeks. I squirmed slightly to guide the tip of her 'dick' to the entrance of my arse. I was now almost sitting in Liz's lap as she knelt calmly in front of me.

'Do you want this or not?' Liz asked, leaning forward and gently biting my nipples. I couldn't have stopped for anything at this point, I was so aroused. I concentrated on relaxing my muscles so that I slid down further into Liz's lap, impaled on her strap-on.

'Oh... I guess you do.' Liz moved now, pushing up deeper into me, taking my breath away.

'Move back, Babe' she said, and as I did she rose further, her arms lifting my legs so that her elbows were hooked behind my knees. The strap-on was now fully inside me and I could feel Liz's thighs against my cheeks; slowly she pulled back and then pushed forward again, fucking me as I had fucked her before in the past. She continued with this, oh so slow rhythm, all the time watching my face. I was overwhelmed by the feeling of fullness and the intimacy of this act.

I needed to come now and pushed Liz's hand down to my dick hoping she would take the hint. Still grinding slowly back and forth, Liz now began to squeeze my penis up and down its length. I was breathing fast as my orgasm was building to a point of no return.

'Are you still concerned with what I want Paul?' Liz asked.

'Huh, of course babe... anything.' (I really was beyond caring now).

'Paul, I want you to come now'.

'Oh Liz, I am coming.' Liz's hand was now pumping firmly, as I felt myself start to orgasm. She pushed deeply into me and then stayed pressed hard inside me as I came, a massive wad of cum shooting up and hitting my chest. Liz continued to milk my penis and then she moved her cum covered hand up towards my face.

'Open up big boy, I want you to eat this.' Before I could object, her fingers were in my mouth, the slick, salty taste of cum on my tongue.

'As I see it, you usually fuck me, and like me to swallow: So if I fuck you, I think you should have to.' I still had the strap-on pushed hard inside me and I meekly cleaned Liz's fingers even after she scooped up the first shot from my chest and fed that to me. Liz leant forward, with me still impaled and kissed me, her tongue darting into my mouth. 

'Oh... I so own you now'. She said, smiling.

'Wait until you see the other stuff I bought'. (Hmm... I could be in trouble here.)



Paul & Liz Ch. 03



When Liz's Email came through, I was cautiously optimistic.

'When I come home tonight, wear what I have left prepared for you in the bedroom. You'll enjoy it.' It stated. Obviously, I dashed upstairs to see what was waiting for me. It wasn't much... but it was interesting. There were leather restraints at the top and bottom of the bed and there was also a ball gag and an inflatable butt plug lying in the middle. I examined the butt plug and saw that not only was it inflatable but it had a vibrating function too. 

Our sex life recently had been quite schizophrenic; we usually had 'normal' sex in the usual positions, just like every couple I know, but every now and again, Liz's darker side would surface and things would be different. She would use a dildo or her strap-on to fuck me. Her attitude was much more dominant and wild however it seemed that tonight Liz was 'upping the ante' and was introducing bondage into our games, (O.K. I could live with that.)

It was very difficult trying to get any work done as my thoughts kept straying to what might happen later. I had decided not to put the restraints on until the last moment because once they were on, I would be trapped. I figured if I waited until I heard Liz's car on the drive, it would be safe to take the plunge.

Around about five o'clock, an hour before Liz got home; I gave up all pretence of work and took a shower. Naturally I realised that there would be some anal play and so used a small anal douche I had bought for nights like this. Once I was clean, I sat on the bed naked and examined the restraints Liz had installed. Not knowing what she had planned, I decided to be spread-eagled on my back, (probably the last active decision I would be making tonight...)

When Liz's car pulled up just after six, I had already inserted the butt plug and had experimented with both the vibrating and inflating options. I was wearing the ball gag and had my ankles held at each corner at the bottom of the bed. I quickly turned the plug onto its lowest setting and gave one pump on the inflator, just enough to keep it in place. I laid back and secured my wrists, the last solo one proved difficult but not impossible. I heard the front door open downstairs and was surprised to realise how exited I was, despite the gag I was smiling and my hard on was proof of my arousal.

I could hear Liz moving around in the kitchen until she turned the stereo on quite loudly, then I was forced to wait for her to appear. Would she have a new outfit? Would she be wearing a strap-on? What did she have planned?

I was breathless with anticipation when the bedroom door slowly opened, but was dumbfounded to see Liz was not alone... Liz had come in with Faye, and both women were wearing big grins.

I wasn't a big fan of Faye, who had always seemed to lead Liz astray, but they had been friends forever it seemed, and Liz worshipped her. Faye's family had always had money, and what's more, she had landed herself a very wealthy husband. To me she had always seemed spoiled and amoral, and I know she knew how I felt. Now, she was obviously enjoying my discomfort, as I wriggled pointlessly on the bed, mumbling profanities through the gag.

'Now Puppy, don't blame Liz for this, it was my idea' Faye said.

'It's ok Paul, don't be upset.' Liz added.

Both women had come to the bottom of the bed, but now Faye came around and sat next to me.

'You know Puppy, when Liz told me how adventurous you two were getting I didn't believe her.' As Faye said this, she reached out to play with my diminished erection. I glared at her and tried to shuffle over and away but the damned restraints wouldn't allow me to go far.

Her hand travelled from my penis up my body to my neck and then finally to tug on the gag in my mouth.

'This was my idea too' she said smiling 'I thought you might not let me join in your games willingly... Thought you might need persuading...' 

The thought of Faye participating in our sex life was the final straw and I shot a look of malice at both her and that 'traitor' Liz.

'Paul, I...' Liz began, but Faye interrupted.

'Liz, let me. Paul, I thought you might need encouragement, let me show you something.' And she pulled out an iPod from her handbag. She played with the controls for a second or two and then turned the screen towards me. 

Playing on the little screen was a video clip of a man being fucked with a strap-on. The man was quite clearly me.

The image changed, another occasion, a different position but again, even on the mini sized screen, still obviously me. The images had been filmed in this bedroom and following the angle, I looked up to some shelves we have, the camera must have been there.

'Oh wait Paul, it gets better'

I turned back to the IPod just in time to see the most damning images. Two weeks before. Liz had been quite inspired and had turned me over on my back until my dick was hanging over my mouth. She had then wanked me straight into my open mouth, it seemed so decadent and dirty at the time, now watching it on Faye's IPod I was horror struck.

'Oh you dirty puppy,' Faye laughed 'that's my favourite bit. I had the devil of a time formatting it for this though,' she said indicating the IPod,' it was on my computer as the screensaver for a while.'

Even without the gag, I would have been speechless. I just couldn't believe Liz had betrayed me like this.

'Now, you can let me play... Or I can send this clip to everyone we know, maybe even get it on the internet. What do you think?'

I fully believed Faye was capable of this; she only ever thinks about herself and can be very manipulative in order to get her own way.

'Tell you what, we'll go and get a drink, you mull it over', Faye said as she stood up. Once standing though, she hesitated, and turned to Liz.

'Sorry honey, I can't resist, he looks so helpless.'

She slid her hands up inside her skirt and then wriggled a little as she removed her panties. They were very flimsy and silky, and Faye suddenly leant over me and hooked the waistband over and around my ears. The gusset of the panties was over my mouth and nose and no matter how hard I shook my head I couldn't escape. 

'Faye, you're terrible.' Liz said, but she was smiling and already heading towards the bedroom door.

'Well Puppy, I'm betting it's obvious now how horny this is all making me.' Faye giggled, and almost as an afterthought she slid the vibrating control onto a higher setting and gave the inflator pump two squeezes, filling me uncomfortably. Both women left me alone and just as Faye had planned, I couldn't help but inhale the musky scent of her arousal. Reluctantly, I felt my erection returning, as the vibrations from the butt plug left me craving release. Turning my head I could see she had left the video clip playing over and over again. It was in reality only a short clip, but it would be the end of me if it became public. I began to weigh up my options.

How bad would it be to let Faye join us? Most men dream of two women in bed with them. Was I being too negative? Despite the circumstances, it could be great. Ok, I wasn't thrilled about Faye knowing about my strap-on fetish, but clearly that boat had sailed.

By the time Liz and Faye came back in, I was prepared to give in and play along. Liz removed the panties and the gag and kissed me deeply, I think just to be sure I had forgiven her. Shockingly, Faye lent over and kissed me as well, pushing her tongue inside my mouth. I was still held down by the restraints and when I felt someone begin to stroke my dick, I didn't at first know who it was. I soon realised both women were stroking and playing with me, pulling my nipples and teasing my erect penis. Faye blew into my ear and said,

'This is how it's going to work Puppy... First of all, I'm gonna fuck Liz, and then I'm going to fuck you.'

It was so horny hearing Faye say this I totally forgot that I had been blackmailed into this. Her hand was stroking my dick all the time she was talking, and I was almost whimpering, the teasing was so intense.

'Do you know, all this time I've known Liz, I've never thought to use a strap-on on her. The night before you two married, when she stayed at my place, I spent so long between her legs; I was amazed she made it down the aisle.'

Now, Liz's hand replaced Faye's on my dick, and instead Faye reached over and began stroking Liz's tits, gently pulling and rubbing on her nipples.

'How will you feel watching me fuck Liz? How will you feel knowing you're next? Hmmm?'

Slowly and deliberately, with Liz still holding my dick, Faye moved down my body and took me into her mouth. I felt myself losing control; my wife was giving me a hand job into the mouth of another woman. Faye suddenly turned the butt plug onto its highest setting and at the same time released the valve, letting all of the air out in one and I came furiously, screaming, tugging and pulling on the restraints holding me down. As Faye sucked for all she was worth, Liz kept pumping and it seemed I would never stop coming. Finally though, once Faye had cleaned every last drop of cum from my dick, they both turned lazily back to me. 

'I thought you deserved that for being such a good sport' said Faye, as Liz undid my wrists.

'But now, you have to do what you're told.'

Faye stood up and went over to the dresser, there she found Liz's strap-on and she began fastening it in place. I could tell from Liz's face, she was extremely turned on but I found that I was strangely unaffected by the relationship these two shared. I should have been jealous but instead realised I actually wanted to see Faye fucking Liz. (What about her fucking you Paul?)

Faye, never shy at any time, seemed to swagger with the strap-on in place. She held it firmly in front of herself, hand gliding up and down its length.

'Oh wow, I feel so horny' she said, as Liz and I sat waiting on the bed. I had removed the butt plug and still felt drained from Faye's blowjob, but as Faye walked towards us I felt my cock stiffen. Faye walked straight up to Liz and said,

'Suck on this, honey.'

Liz leant forward and wrapped her lips around the end of the phallus, her bum now stuck up in the air, wriggling deliciously.

'Oh Liz, you're really too good at that, Paul is so lucky.' Faye giggled.

I had been sitting back watching Liz fellate the strap-on but now Faye turned to me and said,

'Be a good puppy, Paul. Let me know if Liz is really enjoying this, tell me how wet she is?'

I moved around behind Liz on the bed, and gently slid my hand up Liz's thigh and into her dripping pussy. She was so turned on, my hand was instantly soaked and as I began massaging and rubbing her clit she started moaning and pushing back, trying to control the contact.

'I bet it tastes even better,' prompted Faye.

I rolled over so that I was directly beneath Liz's pussy, with her still facing away from the bed sucking on the strap-on for Faye. Stretching up I started licking and teasing Liz's clit again with my tongue, but it seemed Faye had a different idea. She turned Liz around, so that she and I were in a sixty-nine position, and then she moved up to penetrate Liz with the strap-on, only inches above my face. I saw the head of the penis circle around a few times and then slip in to my wife's sopping pussy. Liz had began to take my cock into her mouth but as Faye entered her, she gasped and sank her head into my lap, intent on her own feelings. Again, I lifted my head to suck and lick Liz's clit but as Faye increased her tempo it became more and more difficult. I relaxed a little and lay back mesmerised by the sight of another penis (albeit fake...) fucking my wife. Liz has always enjoyed being fucked hard from behind, and I could tell she would not last much longer. She was pushing back in time to Faye's thrusts, moaning and shivering as her orgasm built. Sensing the time was right; I reached up and began stimulating her clitoris, just as Faye increased her tempo. Liz convulsed hard, screaming and writhing as she came. Faye and I did not falter in our onslaught though, and I immediately felt Liz begin to come again, her second orgasm obviously just as intense as the first. Lying beneath her, I was drenched in both her sweat and her cum, as she collapsed exhausted on top of me.

'I bet you never make her come like that, stud'. Liz mocked

'Don't worry though; I'll do the same for you.' I looked up between Liz's thighs to see Faye, looking down at me with an evil glint in her eye. She angled the sticky, come-covered dildo towards my mouth and said.'

'Clean this up for me.'

Before I could protest, (not that I had been doing much of that lately), the fake dick was on my lips and I greedily began licking it clean like some monstrous ice-lolly.

'Paul, I think you may even be better at cock-sucking than Liz,' said Faye and laughed as I turned a bright red, embarrassed. She smacked Liz hard on her rump, as she lay almost comatose along my body.

'Move over baby, I want to play with 'hubby' now.'

I had almost forgotten Faye's agenda, so involved had I been with the seeing-to Liz had just gotten, but now I tensed up, panicking as Faye came around the bed. Liz had already rolled off of my body and now she left the bed totally as Faye stood at my feet looking me over.

'Liz, 'sweet', could I borrow some lube' please?' She asked, all the time looking down at me.

Liz, the traitor came over with a tube of lube' and a small video camera in her hands. I really felt I should protest now and said,

'I realise I have to go along with this, and I guess I don't mind too much, but is the camera necessary?

'Oh yes, puppy.' Faye answered.

'It's for my pleasure, just something to entertain me when I'm bored.' She had already coated the length of the strap-on with lube' and now she moved forward, sliding my legs apart. Liz stood back filming as Faye lifted my knees up, exposing my arse.

'How do you want this Paul? Do you want me to be rough?' Faye looked very intense and serious as she began stimulating the entrance to my anus with the tip of the dildo.

'Just be careful Faye', I said, and she laughed.

'Oh puppy, I'll have you begging soon enough...'

Faye started to push the dildo firmly and I had just felt the head 'pop' inside me, furiously trying to relax and accept the probing, when she stopped and withdrew. Again, she slowly increased pressure until the head slipped inside me, and then stopped, pulling back and rocking, teasing me, just not quite fully inside. I found myself shuffling forward trying to take the strap-on deeper inside myself.

'Oh my god! How much do you want this Paul? Faye laughed and I realised I had betrayed myself.

Faye's hands slid up to my ankles now, raising my legs high as she pushed inside me, the full length of the strap-on. Immediately though, she withdrew, almost to the tip and then crashed back into me much harder than Liz ever had done. I roared with a mixture of surprised pain and pleasure.

'This is how you do it, Liz'. Faye boasted as she continued to hammer me, just as she had to Liz earlier. Just as I felt I might pass out from all the mixed emotions and sensations, Faye stopped.

'Sorry Paul.' She gasped. 'I need to come now... I'm going to need your dick now.'

With the dildo still buried in my arse, I felt Faye undo the fastenings on the strap-on and slip it off. She sat astride me and with my cock buried inside her, she began to ride me. She was grinding hard on my dick, intent on her own pleasure but still pulling on the straps on the dildo so that it stayed firmly inside me. When I reached up to fondle her tits she slapped my hands away roughly saying,

'No Paul, you just have to lie there. This is my time now.'

Faye had her eyes closed and was obviously in her own world, but she was also bringing me closer and closer to coming myself. I reached up to her breasts again, but realised I had made a mistake when she said savagely

'Liz, tie his fucking hands down again, he's ruining it for me'.

Liz put the camera down, (she had been filming the whole time), came to the bed and slipped my hands into the restraints again. I didn't resist though as Faye continued riding my dick. I was desperately trying to hold off coming until Faye had, but was losing the battle rapidly. Faye seemed to realise I was close to the edge and threatened,

'Don't you do it, you fucker, don't leave me hanging.'

Suddenly it happened, I tipped over the edge and started coming, thrusting up into Faye's pussy, seemingly shooting huge wads of cum despite having come earlier.

'Oh you cunt.' Faye said with malice, 'You just couldn't wait could you?'

She was still sitting astride me and said

'Well, you are going to make me cum, you bastard,'

She lifted herself up and moved quickly up, dropping her knees either side of my head, her pussy positioned over my mouth. She roughly grabbed my hair and pulled my face deep into her lap. I knew what she wanted, but I was extremely conscious of the copious amounts of cum I had just shot into her. With my hands restrained though, I was helpless and could already feel cum running freely into my mouth. Biting the proverbial bullet I began sucking hard on Faye's clit and she responded by grinding down hard, mashing my lips on my teeth.

'Oh fuck, that's it... Harder'

Struggling to breathe now I punished her clit, lashing it with my tongue. I could taste blood in my mouth now and there still seemed to be an impossible amount of cum leaking from Faye. Faye was rocking on my face, hands still in my hair; pushing harder and harder and then I felt her orgasm start. She let out a guttural moan of pleasure and I continued sucking and licking her pussy until she released the pressure on my battered face.

As Faye lay down beside me I felt Liz come up and lay on the other side.

'Did you get all that? Faye asked Liz.

'Oh yeah, it looked fantastic.'

'Thanks Paul.' Faye said.

'Yeah, no problem. Could someone untie me now and take this fucking dildo out of my arse?' I was feeling a little abused but when both women burst out laughing, I surprised myself by laughing too. As Liz undid the restraints holding my hands, Faye, still giggling, gently pulled the strap-on away.

'Don't worry Paul, it was an empty threat earlier, Liz would never have let me show the video to anyone else. We just needed some leverage to begin with. She knew you'd enjoy it once we'd started. You did enjoy it didn't you?

'Well...' I started.

'Well what? Paul. It certainly looked like you did, would you like to see the video? Liz asked smiling.

(What could I say?)

'Yes Faye, I did enjoy it... And yes Liz, I would like to see the video.'

Both women cuddled into me now as Faye said,

'Well now. As we're all friends, next time you'll have to come over to my place.'