23 comments/ 46531 views/ 21 favorites Loving Three By: loves_to_share Our first child was eighteen months when this happened although we had been together for some time before she had conceived. It had been a difficult time when it finally happened but we'd got things back on track and we were very much in love. Elena had always known my fantasies about sharing her with another man and we had tried one or two things before but what I will be recounting now really blew my mind. As our relationship really solidified Elena took my fantasies to a new level. She seemed to 'get it'. She seemed to begin to understand that my fantasies were a loving thing, that they could be an expression of love. She was initially scared of the intensity of some of my fantasies but over time she saw that I never dreamed of anything that did not immensely turn her on. I don't mean what I dreamt of 'turned her on' but in all my dreams she was always turned on by what was occurring. For instance if she was being asked to submit to me and a couple of other gentleman I imagined her finding the circumstance very erotic. Any thought of displeasure on her part was something I rejected completely. So she started to feel completely safe. We had a couple of experiences too, short small ones which I guess showed her that I was unlikely to blow up when these things happened, i.e., I wasn't all mouth and no trousers. I really did like it. I guess she started to experiment to please me but soon found that pleasing herself was the key to pleasing me. The more she liked something the more I liked it. I had enjoyed dominating her with other men, she enjoyed it too, especially with one or two particular guys! It was always better when she really liked the guy herself. Let's face it, she permitted me to dominate her with other men. She 'consented' to me doing that with her and she knew I would pick the guys most likely to get her wet. We both very much knew who controlled our sex lives. It was made abundantly clear one evening. I remember her dressed in sexy underwear, a slinky gorgeous dress on the bed ready to be worn that night on a date she had accepted from a man in a shop. That evening she had come home from work and kissed me passionately and pulled me into our bedroom very excitedly. She had whispered how it had happened; slowly describing how he had asked and how she had felt. She had rubbed my cock as she did so and quite directly told me that if she had her way, I shouldn't expect her home that night. "That's alright with you baby isn't it?" she asked coquettishly. "Don't you remember our wedding vows?" I did of course remember our wedding vows, both sets. She was now referring to those made privately on our wedding night. Essentially, she had vowed to 'actively' explore 'our' sexualities and I had vowed to 'accept the outcome of that exploration' come what may. She continued, "I want you to help make me pretty for Ivan then look after baby." "You want me to..." my question is cut off curtly. "Yes I want you to Allen, I think it is very important that you assist and watch me prepare to be wined and dined by a nice young .... fit ... Russian young man." "Why?" "Because I like it." "It turns you on?" "The Russian turns me on, his Porshe turns me on ... but yes I think I like making sure you know how things are." I helped her of course and she teased me incessantly, she made me rock hard. She pretended not to be excited by how horny she made me but she teased and teased, she would rub my cock with her foot through my trousers. Eventually, twenty minutes before his expected arrival to collect her she had me kneel, her smooth waxed legs and bikini line nicely trimmed smelling of coconut before me. "Play with yourself," she breathed huskily. "Who's your Mistress?" "You are!" I reply. "Wank yourself! Now! For me!" she urged, "and lick my feet". I did as I was asked, immensely turned on by my wife, my Goddess being so forceful and demonstrating my complete devotion. "Look at me," she crooned. "Now wank yourself, I want you to cum at my feet before I go out to fuck this man.... faster ... wank faster... he'll be here soon to collect me ... show me you are happy for me to go and 'explore' him ... Faster!" "Yes! Yes!" I came intensely, squirting milk across her leg, and I licked it up immediately upon command. Her phone rings and she makes to go. I feel terrible, raped almost. I look at her desperately," was that just for me? Or...or did you like it too?" "Touch my pussy," she whispers. I do, it is dripping wet. "Does that answer your question," she smiles and gives me a loving kiss. "Be a good hubby now and clean up the rest of your mess while I go out and have some fun." That hadn't stopped Elena being very submissive on occasions with gentleman I arranged, but you can see what I mean about her always really being the one in control. Marlow arrived. Marlow was an American who ended up staying at our house because a friend could not put him up and we had a spare room. He was a visiting academic in the linguistic department at the Uni. Marlow was a proper Caucasian white American, just turned thirty three, clever strong and athletic. Blonde haired and blue eyed and muscular he was the all American apple pie man from Tennesee with Harvard schooling. Elena was smitten from the first day he arrived. He was here on a six month exchange although he was only staying with us until he found a flat for himself. He was a very funny and intelligent man, I would talk to him plenty and we laughed a lot. He was very down to earth, we hit it off straight away. Not like Elena did of course! She recognized all these attributes for sure but his devastating handsome face and solid worked out body may also have played a part in her admiration for him. At night she did not hold back in telling me quite how much she liked the idea of his ripped body working her tight little frame. She's no intellectual dunce though, smarter than me for sure is Elena! Not as well educated but smarter for sure. She would chat about all sorts with Marlow, keeping him well entertained with her smart banter. If you listened to her you would think she was always interested in what he had to say... I knew different. I knew what she wanted, she teased me with her desires each night describing in exquisite detail how she imagined Marlow. I had seen him whilst swimming and she was most disappointed I couldn't tell her a little more about him. I knew that she fancied him but he was a work colleague so out of bounds. She would pout and look displeased when I pointed this out, "But he is so gorgeous!" and "You like him though!" and "He doesn't work in your Department!" the excuses came thick and fast. Remoulded and refashioned the same excuses would return the next evening before I even managed to utter the rule. Elena was not allowed to compromise my work relationships. Let's face it nobody wants their sex lives subject to close examination. Well maybe exhibitionists do but I didn't, I am a University lecturer. I adored the fact that Elena was a very wild woman and contrasted so heavily with those around me. However, if our lives became common knowledge I would have a very hard time from my students and it would indirectly lead to my being asked to leave the Department. "Bringing the University into disrepute," is the cover all phrase that they use in these cases. We dallied on the edge of this sometimes, one of my student's graduated thinking he had had a night with his lecturer's pretty wife once and had better keep his mouth shut or he would get into serious trouble. I should say Elena dallied on the edge of this, it added some excitement for her to play in that garden I guess. We were drawn to the danger; like kids who cannot help but cross the fence into the garden that most proclaims, "NO ENTRY". I don't blame her, because I always followed on the adventure, my heart pounding. She was always the one that stood on the edge of the threshold and took the decision to go. Even if we had both walked over to the fence together holding hands and chatting. Even if I had told her I really wanted to go into one particular garden, at the edge she always went first and I followed checking behind to make sure nobody had seen. I wasn't a coward, I just didn't want to go in without her and she always fell to the impulse before me. I would have entered any garden she entered, I would follow her anywhere. Sometimes I went into a garden with her just to make sure she didn't get into any trouble even when I was terrified. She wasn't just fearless, she was impulsive. I admired her immensely but I knew she could maybe sometimes push the envelope too far and I felt I needed to be there when that happened. I was always ready to draw the attention of the gamekeeper or groundsman so as to give her a chance to escape if she was in any trouble. I felt she knew that. She knew I was brave and loyal, she knew she could depend on me. It took time to build up such trust, the world throws things at you sometimes. Once it seemed the whole garden was going crazy and I did't know what to do. I fled and hid that time and she thought I had left her on her own. I didn't though. I crawled through some really thorny bushes and skirted the garden keeping cover from all the trouble and found my way to her. I thought she would be happy to see me again but she wasn't. She was still angry because she thought I had run away or something. She kicked and screamed at me silently until I calmed her enough to tell her I knew a way out of the garden and we could be safe. Finally she calmed and I guided her out of the garden back to safety. She was angry with me for a long time but over time she realized that I never really left her, I just took cover, figured out the best thing I could do to get her and then did that. I'm not as brave as she is, I am not as smart, I don't do things the way she does, but I am loyal and relentless and effective. I never really liked to play in my work garden, the cost to me of getting caught playing there was so high. Elena normally didn't see any fruit she wanted to pick there anyway, the student lad had been one of my very own students. He was like a particularly red apple hanging near the fence. I think, she most enjoyed testing me to see if I would follow her over the wall into the work garden and pick it. It was an easy wall to jump but she liked watching me sweat as we made our way over to the apple tree and I gave her a lift up into the tree. She sat there and munched it looking out over the University grounds, I implored her to get out the garden and get away but she munched on it taking her time, relishing my agitation, testing my limit. My relief at graduation day was palpable. She had never really looked back at that tree even when a couple of new apples turned up... she had just tested me. Marlow however was different. It was as if a mango tree resplendent in fruit had just appeared over night in the very centre of the University gardens. She licked her lips as she looked over the very low wall over which she had to jump. The tree was so close to the chancellor's office though. To just stroll up and over to the tree as she did to get the apple would be a disaster. Over the next few days all she could talk about was the mango tree, she salivated for it. She was completely focused. I knew it would be impossible for her not to attempt it. Even I could see the mangos looked very rich and juicy! She reminded me of my vow to accept the consequences of her exploring and adventuring and I reminded her that I loved working in that garden and did not want to get chucked out. She promised me that she would be very careful, very sneaky, very cunning. I loved watching her get so excited! Her eyes glowed with the adventure as much as with the prize. Of course, I loved her and eventually I offered my help. After all I was allowed in the University grounds anyway and it was assumed that I would be doing nothing wrong. I was to gently amble over to the tree and make it my favourite place to sit and read. From there I could keep lookout, and make sure she could get to the tree unobserved. I would be responsible for making sure that if anyone came along I would draw their attention away whilst she picked and ate the fruit. I was nervous but couldn't help love the audacity of it, the audacity of her, of us. I was going to help her get her mangos. I was taken aback the evening after I had agreed that I would help. We shared dinner with Marlow as our guest he cooked in return every few days. Whilst eating dinner Elena asked Marlow how he was finding the 'flat search'. He said he had seen a couple and had about five more lined up. "Well you know Marlow, we weren't renting your room, but you know ... Well we like you and it wouldn't be bad to have you around at all, and we could do with a little extra cash," she left the words hanging and looked at me to ascertain my reaction. I hadn't seen this coming at all. She was inviting him to live here! I covered my surprise by taking another mouthful of the quite delicious dinner. Since Marlow arrived the dinners had been outstanding! "huh, errm., that really is very kind from the both of you.. I mean of course I really like it here," Marlow responded and continued "but the room is a little small if you know what I mean, it's lovely and all but I kinda..." "Oh of course it is! I know we already thought of that hadn't we Allen," I looked up and nodded assertively wondering what the hell she had in mind, the room was tiny! No space for him to work at all. She continued, "of course you would have to work, there is plenty of space in Allen's study for another desk, Allen is quite happy to share the study aren't you baby and there is plenty of space outside your room for a new wardrobe.. I mean don't feel pressured at all Marlow it was just a thought obviously, you're welcome back as often as you like for dinner anyway!" My, I had to hand it to my girl, she had it down pat.... ending on drawing attention to the food at the end of that. "Wow, dinners like this!" Marlow smiled a very handsome smile and "this is really, really, delicious, I know I said it already, Allen is a very lucky guy!" I nod affirmatively. "You're an idiot sweetheart you don't know how to haggle," I tell her chidingly. She looks shocked, "You should have just pointed out that Marlow would not be getting any of this food if he decided to sling his hook and that by staying he would get plenty!" Marlow laughed..... "He's right you know!" and I could tell he was 'so' going to take up the offer, although Elena for all her bravado had still not seen that. She was cutely blushing and lowered her head over her dish to eat. I decided to remove the pressure on her so she could compose herself. I assured him that it was no problem if he fancied another place but I was more than happy to shift some of my stuff over and that we could pick up a wardrobe and perhaps a bike for him at the carboot next Sunday. He offered me a fair rent and I accepted and we toasted the deal... simple as that. "Are dinner's included?" he asked Elena who was now quite radiant, beaming from ear to ear. "All inclusive!" she gushed "It will be really lovely! You two working away together it'll be no problem looking after two of you instead of one! I'm so happy you're staying Marlow," she said getting up to clear the table and squeezing his shoulder as she did so. She cleared the table and I made an excuse to follow her to the kitchen. She was on fire with excitement, at her coup, her nipples were standing erect and she swaggered around, she was so beautiful. She sidled up to me as I got the wine I had come in for and she grabbed my cock. "I love you," she whispered and kissed me deeply. "Look at you," I whispered back gently tweaking her nipple. She was so hot she moaned and went to kiss me more. "No no no!" I told her, "We have to go back out! Remember, cunning, gently, carefully... you want all the fruit don't you?" "hmmmm yes," she whispered licking her lips and began to calm herself. I left her to it, copping a feel of her arse as I left and took out the wine. Of course we shagged like crazy that night, Elena did not hold back at all, "make the headboard bang baby" she whispered. "Let him know I'm in here getting fucked real good .... send him the message baby ... tell him I'm in here .... make him think about me with my legs spread ... taking it hard ... tell him baby make it bang..." She started to rotate her hips as I began to reach climax. "I left the door ajar baby," she whispered. "I want him to know I'm good," she looked at me dirtily. "Make some noise," and she twisted my nipple sharply making me scream out in pain, but it could easily have been pleasure she then rubbed them better urging me into her. She was so dirty, fucking me so that she would give him the best auditory show she could... "I want to make him cum tonight thinking of me," she tweaked my nipples and rotated her hips I let the sounds out that she wanted, it wasn't hard. "Good boy, that's it baby cum hard, sing it out baby". I erupted inside her. As I started to quieten she pushed me onto my back and went down on my sensitive cock taking it in her mouth eliciting completely uncontrollable gasps from myself. Now my silence had been broken it was hard to reel it back in. The fact that she was playing me like an instrument was incredibly horny, she knew what made me gasp and she was doing it and getting horny on that. The fact she was doing it to turn on Marlow across the hall was just such a turn on. My wife is amazing. So intense! So bad! So good! So dirty! So smart! No sooner than I had hardened and started to get control over my breath, which I wanted to have. She started to explore my ass with her finger which she practically never did. Now she was doing it whilst still sucking me! I yelped and swore proper out loud, they probably heard it down the road. She came up grinning devilishly mounting me, "did I make you scream baby?" She positioned herself to ride me guiding my rock hard cock into her, "keep still, I don't want you moving, I just want to fuck you OK!" I nod and lie back knowing she means I just can't cum. She knows if I move too much I will cum too quick. Sometime ago, I managed to get her to stop saying the words, 'don't cum' as they inevitably led to me cumming, or if I had lost control completely, ruined my orgasm as well as failing hers. I remain stock still, taut and excited and let her ride my cock, she goes quiet.... lost in revelry.... I breathe keeping the rhythm, watching her face. I glance at the door, she is right, it is ajar. "Don't look at the door," she tells me. "I left the light in the hall off and the light on in here." She continues to increase the intensity of her work builds the sweat, the bed starts to squeak. "He could be watching!" I get the response I anticipate, increased movement on my cock. I think about what I say now as she closes her eyes. I dispose of my fantasy of him entering and joining us. I know what she wants and it isn't that. "He's there watching you, thinking about how he would love to have you himself, alone. He wants to be laying here having you ride his cock... can you imagine doing that for him baby... after dinner some time?" She starts to moan grabbing my body hard and digging in her finger nails. I wince but say nothing, keen to bring her to climax just as she did to me. "Fuck my cock like you are fucking him baby, let him watch what he is going to get," I whisper. She fucks me furiously and starts to moan, I begin to stroke her ass, "Shall I send him the signals baby?" She hardly hears me. I repeat the question more as a warning than a question, "Shall I send him the signals baby? And I gently but loudly slap her ass, she moans more, with the other hand I start to pinch a nipple she cries out loud in pleasure. I slap her ass more, "He's watching. He's listening to how you like to have your nipples pinched and ass slapped baby. Marlow's learning how you like that... He's gonna cum hard tonight thinking of how he wants to get his fingers and hands on you.... His cock in you baby.... He has a big hard on now thinking just that." I keep playing with her and she cums hard, harder than I seen her cum with me for weeks. Loving Three Intensifies This is the second part of a story, "Loving Three". If you do not appreciate stories of wife sharing do not bother reading this story just skip straight to the comments section to attack what you don't understand. These are fantasies, nothing else! * I slumped down, perspiring for the second time in the small B&B room in the Welsh hills. The weather had been terrible and we had been making quick forays between the quaint pub and the B&B for two days. Not that it was unpleasant, both the B&B and the pub were lovely. Just being away together was fantastic. We made love intensely and for once I wasn't fantasizing about a third person being in our bed. With Marlow having been sharing our home and plenty more for the last 3 months then it was indeed a great pleasure to be able to be together. Not that we didn't make love alone still, but it was nice to have more space. Two more nights we had before returning home and tomorrow the weather was predicted to turn into glorious sunshine, yeah right! We both lay sweating, sated and serene. "I love you," she breathed happily "Allen?" her voice had that tone of a women who wanted to raise an issue but whom had found that when the time came she was almost too knackered to do it. "Yeah..." I replied still concentrating mostly on the cool breeze drying my chest. "You like Marlow a lot yeah?" she asked rhetorically. Since Marlow joined the house he and I had hit it off and since he had joined me in the bedroom pleasing Elena we had actually got along even better. We were even planning a new project together at work so he would have an excuse to come back in the following year for a few weeks. "Course baby, you know that." My brain was still in happyland. "Don't you get jealous?" she questioned. "You know I don't get jealous," I say, a small alarm starts going off in the back of my head, this conversation is heading somewhere. "Well I got jealous earlier and I got jealous about that guy who you lied about that time before we got married!" I don't want her getting all uppity thinking that a guy who doesn't get jealous doesn't care. I do get very fucking jealous if I think there is there is some underhand romance going on. I let the tension ratchet up a little in my voice and she is immediately upon me soothing me, kissing me. "I didn't mean it like that," she whispered and lay silent upon my chest for sometime letting the matter calm for a minute or two. "Marlow always says you are lucky man, I think I'm a very lucky woman," she tells me twiddling the hairs on my chest as she does. "I like our 'arrangement'." She smiles up at me naughtily, "Thank you". "You're welcome," I respond jokily. "No I mean it!" she says, "I wouldn't have known how much I like it if you didn't give me all that freedom" she paused, "that power" she said her voice an octave lower. "Power?" I was curious, on the whole Elena had been a submissive girl for both Marlow and I. I wasn't thinking properly, I had fallen into the trap of believing I (or even Marlow) was in control of my submissive wife. I'd already forgotten how Elena had invited Marlow into the house. Of course it had always been my fantasy to share her and I had always provoked her to take men she chose. She had found it to her tastes for sure but it had always been my fantasy much more than hers. I had been providing the urge even if she were driving. "What power?" I asked and she smiled cannily. "Oooh I don't know, the power to have any man I want, the power to do whatever I like, that's pretty nice, not many girls get that you know!" "Hmmm, yes I suppose, but you do what your told too." I smile wolfishly thinking of the last couple of special evenings. "Mmmmm yes, I do what I am told for the man, men I wish. Men who I know are only going to make me do things I really enjoy doing, and I have a husband who lets me do ANYTHING, now that is power!" She paused for a while, "I find it quite a turn on it itself" her eyes glint dangerously. I just hold her look as she continues, "you remember when I made you cum on my feet before I went to see Ivan?" "Yes" "That was the first time I really felt the power," I smiled, that had been really horny but it had been stomach churning too, humiliating but sexy. "Ivan was not such a great lay but I fucked like crazy that night because of the way I had left you". She had never said that before, I had guessed at it a little but she had never told me that she had got off so much on treating me like that. I didn't say anything. I did not want to interrupt her musings. "Knowing my puppy was safe at home for when I came back always ready to adore his mistress," she teased. I actually became a little shy because in part it was true. I was a dominant strong man but I was a nothing when this women put her mind to it. She could quite literally become a Goddess in my eyes to whom it was almost impossible to deny anything. "You liked it," she said and waited patiently for me to respond. I was not keen to engage in this conversation I wasn't sure even if I needed to, she was running with something and I would just have to see where it ended. My face gave me away though I guess. "You liked me being over you like that!" She sat still, as relaxed as ever looking at me. He eyes penetrating me to my very core until I could no longer look her in the eye. She pulled herself up onto me firmly holding my face firmly making me look into her eyes for a good few seconds before gently coming to whisper in my ear "I've come to a decision." She paused a little more, breathing in my ear deeply, "Oh my God," she breathed heatedly, "just thinking about telling you this is making me so horny!" She was too, her body emitted arousal like a drug and it was catching, I found my cock starting to harden fast. "Are you mine?" she looks at me intensely holding my head tightly, I nod in her grip. She licks my face, "you're my hubby bitch yeah?" She spits her words out this time and before I can answer she is elaborating "you promise to be a good boy for you're wife dontcha? No fucking complaining, just nice and loyal for your slutty wife.... you always wanted a slutty wife didn't yer?" She lifts herself to examine my cock, "look at you all hard because your wife is treating you like you like to be treated, you don't even know what is gonna happen yet, you don't know what I decided yet honey and look at you all sexed up." It was true, I was horny as hell -- pheromones were pouring off of her what could I do. "You're not exactly cold as ice right now yerself sweetheart," I answer cockily. "I mean you're getting more out of this little scenario, whatever the fuck it is, than I am." She smiles back cooly, "Hmmm indeed I am... and I'm gonna get a lot more." She looks at me, "you wanna know what I want and what you are going to do?" I nod my head affirmatively, and she looks at me whilst getting herself against the head of my cock. Once she's got a good inch into her, she looks at me good and proper in the eyes whilst sliding down my cock and slowly enunciating the words "I'm gonna make you... num...ber two, ahh". "What!" I struggle but she holds me there. "Yup, till the end of Marlow's stay you're going to be 'number two' hubby." I go to speak but she slaps my face and I recoil in complete shock but she starts riding my cock real, real, slow, "And you're gonna take it alright!" I look at her speechless but she doesn't stop, "don't even think of arguing with me" she looks down at me, "play with my titties while I'm riding you!" I start to find my tongue at last, "you mean like some role play?" I ask desperately, "Uh uh, has this last three months been role play sweetheart, am I a role play girl? Nah not at all! I like it reeeal! Yes when you invite that James round for fun and games we role play. We play that I'm your submissive little wife but we both 'know' what is real don't we? I know and you know and maybe even James' knows that you are happily providing your hungry wife with lovely delicious cock like a lucky girl. What do I have with Marlow? Is that role play baby? NO! That is my live-in fucking lover sweetheart! I don't want Marlow as my number one in 'role play'" she enunciated the words with real disgust. My cock started to falter and she slowed, "uh uh, don't let that big cock of yours go droopy" she wagged a finger at me then pinched my nipples hard, so I bucked underneath her. "I want much more than role play sweety." Her voice became all soft and gentle, "and I need my real number one,... you sweety to give it to me." The relief overwhelmed me and she shushed me gently, her words started pouring like honey into my ears, "oh baby, were you worried? Shushh no baby, you're number one but now you know what's going to happen, don't you!" I really didn't know but my girls horniness was building and she was doing what turned me on more than anything. She was riding my cock letting her mind and mouth meander through intense fantasy and all I wanted to do was hear her talk. "Not exactly, no, I don't understand, tell me what you want", I whispered. "Marital bliss baby sweetheart, a good strong adoring husband and even stronger hunk of a lover!" She laughs and sits up a little, letting her finger nails graze me as she rides me , casting her eyes over me. "All under the same roof!" "You already have that, what is all this about number two?" Her face becomes so lustful it is almost scary. "It's not all about number two baby, it's going to be ALL ABOUT number one! Thick cocked, solid bodied, handsome number one!" She gazes at me. "Don't get me wrong, the really naughty part of me is going to get off on my adoring husband having to suffer and put up with his naughty wife deciding to ride the better model for a while, but the other part is just gonna plain enjoy the ride!" My cock started to go down, this was too much. She just shakes her head in mock admonishment "Uh Uh, that won't bother me, I've decided already. Do you want to know how I'm going to do it?" she clambers off of me and looks at me checking out my shock, awe, fear. "No sweetheart, there is no going back, your cock can be hard or not, you can like it, or not, I'm going let Marlow be the number one man of the house -- and I can" and she looked most smug, " because I have the power." She watched to see if I would dare contend. As the fact that she was actually completely correct and there was little I could do but accept something strange happened. As uncontrollably as my cock had drooped it rose again and she smiled and gently caressed it. She smiled, "Well now baby, that's better, now that everything is all clear, I do very much like it when you are good boy my love. Do you want to feel how much I like how I'm behaving right now?" She kneels next to my body and guides my hand to her pussy which is sodden and very, very, hot. "You're going to be a very good boy for me aren't you sweetheart, you're gonna do just what your naughty, slutty wife asks." She looks down at my cock which is pulsating with excitement, she takes it gently in her mouth making me moan with pleasure for a moment or two and then keeps talking between gentle oral caresses. "You might find it a little...." a gently lick, agony, " A little humiliating sometimes." more sucking, "You know when I start insisting that Marlow always takes me first...... and complementing him all the time .... encouraging him .... letting him know .... he's the alpha male." My cock is on the point of explosion at this point and she comes to mount me, all smiles. "This is more like it," She slides down my cock which is rigid with excitement. "You're so hard baby! How hard do you think Marlow will be once he realizes he's got top dog rights over me?" "Very hard!" I remember how sexy it was to fuck Elena in her previous husband's house before I whisked her away from him. There's something primal about it. "It turns me on a lot!" "I hope he wants me good and proper all for himself!" "But!" I begin to protest but she comes straight of my cock. "But nothing! Or nothing!" she warns before settling back on my cock. "You might just have to settle for the occasional sneaky one when he's not looking if you've been very good, otherwise you can wank on my feet each day, I like that" my cock flinches. "Yes baby I know you like it too." and I squirm horrified that my body gives me away so. Elena begins to ride me more enthusiastically moment by moment, "Ahh yes, big Marlow, fucking me as his very own. Ahhh yes you can watch baby. You can watch as he fucks me nice and hard just as he likes, no having to share, just having me as his own, doing whatever he wants, I like that, I know I'll cum so hard and I'll be extra good to please him sweety, I will, I'll be the very best trained wife. I'll make you proud all right oh yes, but he'll be prouder" she starts to lose it now riding me with ever greater energy. "Putting his seed in my belly, do you think he will baby, want to do that? Do you think he'll want to fill me up with his seed! I want that baby I want his seed in my tummy ahhh ahhha I want him to put his babies inside my hot little womb.... oooh phhh oohhh yess fuck fuck fuck me fuck me you bastard are fuck me ahhh." Her orgasm was intense and I held her until she finished and then turned her onto her back to take her missionary style, I wanted to fuck her hard I wanted my seed in her. "You mean that?" I ask as I begin to fuck her out of my mind with lust. "Oh yeah!" she gasps. "Big cock, I love big cock, gimme it baby fuck me good!" I'm secretly happy that my cock is still classed as big. "You mean what you said about babies?" I ask again not breaking my rhythm. "I want him to put his seed inside me" she says getting hornier again. "I want him to grab me and take me when I'm fertile and fuck me over and over " "You want me to let him do that?" "I want him to do it, I want him to make it happen, I don't want him to let you stop him, oohh God, drive his big healthy cock into meee ahh!" I'm fucking her like crazy now not knowing what is in my mind but her arousal is completely intoxicating, the primal fuck! "You want me to let him do that?" I question her again. She didn't miss a beat, grabbed my hair and grasped at my torso. "You'd fucking well better let him!" She tore the words through gritted teeth, "Ahhh! Don't stop! Don't stop!" and she came to another orgasm.... "I want you to cum on my feet!" she demanded breathlessly. "Like you will be doing soon!" I pulled out and did as I was bid, wanking towards an intense orgasm as she gently proffered he beautiful bejewelled toes. "Mmm you look so gorgeous when you cum baby, will you make me pregnant again after Marlow?" I could only stammer my affirmation, "Good boy" she crooned "Are you going to keep in shape by wanking over my toes and titties whilst Marlow is putting his seed inside me?" I utter 'Yes' and 'Yes' again. "You'll look after me with little Marlow won't you baby, cum cum sweet heart let it out." I orgasm with an intensity which makes me quite fearful. "Good boy! You really do love to share don't you baby." She comes down to the bottom of the bed and gently takes my cock in her mouth for a few moments bringing me quite unrivalled sensations of pleasure before deeply kissing me and dragging me into the bed, holding me against her breast, "I'm so pleased that is all sorted and certain baby," she whispers and I realize that this was certainly no role play. Even before we returned home Elena had binned her pills. Within a couple of days she had begun. She was subtle to begin with, compliments on Marlow's clothes, she asked Marlow to cut the roast and do small things for her that she would normally ask me to do. She touched him more frequently and more caringly if you know what I mean. I don't know what she said to him when they made love alone but when we made love in the same bed she brought Marlow closer even when I made love to her, consistently asking to be in his arms. She would reassure me and look me in the eyes with hers glittering sometimes when she had done something particularly distinct. These acts were tiny but meant so much, just casual caresses which had meaning beyond what even Marlow could comprehend. She spent one evening telling us how scientists had proven that women had mixed mating strategies, preferring different types of males at different times of the month. Apparently, for long term mates females select men who have lower levels of testosterone and are less dominant. Once in a relationship, during times of high fertility they fancy males with faces and voices which denote higher testosterone. She made no secret of her delight at this scientific 'fact' nor that she saw Marlow as the alpha, high testosterone male. Marlow was very deprecating but you could see he positively glowed. A couple of days later she told me she had told Marlow that she had come off the pill. He never spoke about it to me although I had had lunch with him here back at the house that very day. I asked if she had told him that I knew she was off the pill, I mean, surely he would have mentioned it. She was reticent, coy. "It wasn't like that," she said. "Like what?" I answered concerned. "How I planned." "Well I don't even know how you 'planned' it!" "It just came out!" "So! And?" "Well then we kind of got very excited and we you know!" "Ah." "I guess he didn't know how to broach it with you." "I bet!" "Keep your promise baby, please!" "So what did you say? You two, about me?" "He asked if you knew and I ermm said 'not yet'". I was silent, I didn't know what to say, we were in the laundry room and I leant against the door not really knowing what to think. She had lied to him a little and was telling the truth to me. This was good. I liked to be getting the truth, that was the one unbreakable rule. But why did she just not tell him? "Why didn't you tell him?" I said after some deliberation as to whether I wanted an answer or not. She was wearing a thin long T-shirt as it was Sunday morning and we had only been up an hour or two. She blushed deeply and started to sort some clothes. "It feels funny talking about this not in bed." she kept folding cloths. "I want to talk about it now." I told her firmly, enjoying seeing her uncomfortable and hot under the collar for once. Elena is a very honest woman and catching her out in deception seemed to have an effect on her even when it was not against me. "Why didn't you tell him?" "I don't know it didn't seem right, I mean, when we were talking, I mean. It all became so kind of .." she searched for the right word, "Do you say 'furtive' in English?" I nodded, "secretive and exciting" she stopped folding clothes for a minute, day dreaming then blushed again once realizing. I could see her nipples had hardened against the cloth of the T-shirt. "And?" I prompted. "And.... he was very excited, and I didn't want to break that spell." She swallowed hard. "He took me so strongly and with so much desire..." She had stopped folding clothes now but was looking down at her feet, fiddling them nervously. "It was marvellous, he, it just made me feel just incredible, being receptive to seed again." "You're going to move out with him! You love him?" I ask my head spinning, when she looks up her eyes are moist and she is shaking her head but she doesn't come close. "No! No! I will never move out baby! Please don't make me go! I love you with all my heart! Please let me stay! I do love him though, very much, please Allen, listen! Listen! Please!" I must have looked pained for her to say these things but I don't really know what I thought. "Listen, you knew I loved him a little from the beginning. You can't get upset that after all this my feelings get stronger for him. I do want my second child to be his... but I want my third to be yours. I'm crying because I know he will go, not because our relationship will come to an end! Please don't destroy it now! I started all this for you, because you wanted it!" She started to cry properly now and I gently made my way over to her and took her in my arms gently sitting down to hold her amongst lots of old sheets. Her cries slowly subside and after blowing her nose on the sheets now and then she settles in my arms listening to my reassurances of love. She's my little girl again, clinging onto me for support. I get to be strong for her. "You're crazy!" she tells me petulantly, the things you make a girl go through "Don't ever leave me please... I love you so much!" and she kissed me very deeply with a kiss that drifted through the rest of the morning. We began to touch each other so gently, imperceptibly, a warmth came over me like as delicious blanket and we snuggled down into the sheets slowly, quietly removing our clothes with only the washing machine making noise. We kissed passionately and my fingers found her lovely warm love hole, slippy and wet. She winced a little when I touched it initially, "Marlow woke a couple of times last night" she offered as explanation "Don't stop please." I smell my fingers and they have the strong sweet smell of milky pussy. She looks at me worried. I calm her with kisses, gently nibbling on her nipples, gently reassuring her I love her. Gently I move down over her beautiful navel and find her engorged reddened pussy lips all slippery and wet from her excitement now, and activity of the night. Loving Three After a minute or two she calms down and my thick rigid cock pulsates eagerly for release inside her. "Oh baby.... thankyou!" she speaks in hushed tone. "I love you baby please don't be angry." "Why would I be angry?" "For what I was thinking..." "What were you thinking?" "Oh baby I love you so much" "You were thinking outrageous thoughts?" she rolls off and pulls me over her.... "They were the kind of things I can only tell you if you have your cock inside me baby. Making me yours." "Uh huh," and I begin to shaft her slowly. "So tell me what my lil' girl is so embarrassed about." I whisper. She opens herself fully to me, "I really wanted him baby." "Aha... come on, he's hardly the first guy you 'really' wanted." "No baby, he's not but.... like I really liked the idea of him living here, sharing the house, working with you even, having dinner and,... " she broke off and nuzzled my ear. "I love you baby," and her words hushed even more. "Can I have, may I have," her voice became shy, distant. "Two husbands for a while," she froze as she said it holding me as tight as she could. I tensed not with her words, which could have meant anything but with the way she asked me, the way she bought me as deep into her as she could and held me there close. It wasn't a playful question, it was a deep one. "Please don't push me away," she held me very tight. I did not want to withdraw but I could not push any further into her so I let myself throb strongly inside her and held her tight wondering what she meant. She could have said the same thing playfully but what exactly was her meaning? "Tell me what you mean baby, tell me what you want." I urge. She held me tighter still, "Please don't take your cock out of me." "No, no, baby ... tell me." "Will you let me have him? Properly?" she whispered. "What do you mean properly?" "Will you let me make him mine? Will you let him have me properly?" "What do you mean 'properly'?" I repeated. "Like a husband, living in the house, free, eating, playing, going out, working, both of you, both of you working in the study, my two doctors, my two lovely doctors, can I know that he is no other woman's man, just like you are no other woman's man, can I keep you both, can I feed you both, keep you both .... " "Love us both?" I asked and she held me tightly again and hid her face, "Do you?" I asked gently. "I don't know baby, I don't know him.... but" "But?" "In my fantasy yes... Oh baby, please don't hurt." I held her, my heart thumping. "I love you I love you please don't be hurt. I love you more than anything. I won't do anything I promise, I won't do anything!" I didn't hurt and I was surprised to find myself unsurprised. She held me so close and was so concerned about me, and I held her head. She was so lovely, my sweet girl was in love, twice over. I gently stroked her hair and thought, gently rocking her and kissing her head as she held me. My cock didn't soften. I thought of Marlow lying in the other room, I doubt he had actually watched but he must have heard. He was a good bloke, he was great company, funny. I had no problem with him. What if Elena loved him more than she loved me? I threw the thought out. That could happen anytime with anyone. Why more with him in my house than with some guy she meets elsewhere. I thought about how much she wanted him, how hot she had been these few days. Involuntarily my cock pulsed firmly at how wanton she was. I suddenly realized what she had just asked me, she had the audacity and trust to ask me. She trusted me enough to ask me that! I love her so much. She's everything to me. The thought of denying her anything is horrendous. My cock throbs and she widens herself for me and pulls me into her. What a woman! "Are you thinking about him now?" I ask lowering my voice to a growl. "No; I'm hoping you don't go away." "Of course not my love, you're my wife." She kisses me passionately and in relief. "I'm sorry my love, I'm sorry," I cut her off, shushing her and raising myself, pulling away a little which alarms her but I hold her still as I reposition myself above her. "Shush shush baby, don't apologize, you've just been honest, there is no need to apologize." I begin to push into her and her pussy although compliant is not as wet as it was, she is not focused. "Baby you're not feeling sexy anymore?" "I'm worried baby," she almost cries. "Why?" "I've fucked it all up! You won't love me!" I can't help but laugh. "That is never going to happen, I was just thinking that honesty deserves a reward," she gazed at me, still worried. "Can you do something for me baby," she looks up increasingly worried, or perhaps confused. She nods. "Tell me sweetheart, tell me how you are going to make love to your two husbands," her eyes widened. "Yes baby, be straight, tell me how you are going to enjoy all that, 'love making.'" I emphasised the word 'love' so she got it. "How are you going to make love to us both?" I continued, slowly pushing myself in and out of her... "Don't be shy, sweetheart, tell me how you want it to be.... " she is quiet. "Really?" "Yes my baby, really, tell me, feel how I am still hard for you, tell me how it will be, tell me about the love making." She looks nervous but then I see her mind start to accept my words. "Without protection," the words erupt from her and she pauses to see if I reject the words. "So he can take me like you do, properly," her pussy was very wet again now, delicious. "Take you properly, 'like I do'," I let my mind sit with the thought. "Yes", she starts to gasp "and I him, when I want, when you're there.... or not," she starts to move beneath me like a snake, and I have little control over myself. "You trust me that much baby? You trust me to have him properly... to make love to him ... want him", I started to understand what she meant by 'properly', it meant alone, unprotected in every way heart, mind and body. "You mean with seed baby, properly with seed?" "Yes, yes, with seed, lots of seed," she started to climax again. "Seed and kisses and heart," and I found it difficult to control myself equally excited by her psychological release. "Say you will baby... say you'll let him fill me up each day just like you do." "As you like, as you like, my love! Milk him! Milk him! Will you kiss him? Will you kiss him?" I moan. "Kiss me how you will kiss him!" She takes my mouth and kisses me passionately, intensely hotly. "I'll kiss him like I kiss you my love." "As if he's your husband?" "Yes... put your seed in me baby, put it deep inside!" I start to cum but try to hold back, "Do you think he'll like it when I ask him to put his seed inside me?" she whispers dirtily as she milks me. "Nice and deeeeep," she urges as I shoot my load, flooding her pussy for the second time. "Fuck me!" she orders. I do so with my still turgid cock and she cums squeezing my cock tight and empty with her muscles. Neither of us bothered to close the door before we slept, in fact it was never to be fully shut again. ------------------------ The next morning I came across Marlow in the kitchen getting breakfast and we chatted easily. The events of the night before seemed lost in the early hour dreams and we chatted about Uni stuff and the contents of the morning paper. Sat down at the table we shared coffee and toast. Elena came in wearing a pretty dress and well showered. She was off out for the day too, dealing with some business. It was only a slight look and turn away that Marlow gave from the paper but it spoke volumes. He heard plenty last night for sure and he was inclined to observe my wife when the opportunity was available with what he heard in mind. I asked him for the sports pages and pretended to read attentively and turned away so he would feel unwatched by me. I watched his reflection in the conservatory window. Elena busied herself and they engaged in conversation, Marlow never ceased to watch her moving about. She didn't flirt at all and quickly packed her things up and left, his eyes following her out the door. Nothing major happened for a couple of weeks. We did collect some furniture and a bike and we set up the study. Work happened and we continued having good conversation, the occasional drink and enjoying dinners. That's not to say this was not all important, the house settled into a happy and close group. Marlow and I became closer friends by the day, sharing the trip to Uni and lunch on occasion too, we chatted a lot about work and we both went swimming regularly. Marlow and Elena also were getting more intimate but at a very gentle pace. They would speak together animatedly together often, sometimes we would be all together but I often made an effort to give Elena more space as I spoke to Marlow plenty during the day. Their friendship blossomed a great deal and Elena only occasionally would flirt, making Marlow blush and then laughing at him. Elena and I made love intensely, very similarly to that first night. As I said, the door was never shut. Once or twice I caught Marlow ogling my girl but I have to hand it to him, he was the consummate gentleman. Then there was a shock. Casually after swimming, Marlow mentioned that he was thinking of getting his own apartment. He just said he needed his own space and stuff like that. I didn't really know what to say. I took him out for a drink that evening on the way home and we picked up some more cans on the way home. I texted Elena with the news and her response was not so positive. I told him how upset she was and that I didn't envy him. He kind of shifted around a bit and said how much he liked being here. With the lubrication of the beer when were back at the house he mentioned how he was needing some female attention. I laughed and made out like this explained everything and he got more into the subject. I texted Elena quietly, 'make sure u look sexy when u get home, ur man is crackin'. He didn't broach the subject of the house sex life but I did so myself telling him that I was a very happy man on that score. He nodded, shook his head and smiled self consciously. "Don't be such an asshole Marlow," I jeered. "Sitting there all tongue tied. There are not many guys who don't eyeball my girl when they get the chance I don't think you're any different." He laughed and I raised a can to him and he raised his back. "OK fair cop," he laughed, "but you know Elena's great, you know sexy and smart ... you're lucky!" "Yup, I know." "Man the whole fucking street knows you two are happy!!!" "Eh?" I act a bit slow then get it, "Ha ha what can I say?" "Nada man, nada." At that point Elena came home and slipped cunningly upstairs before coming to see us. She must have gotten my text. When she came downstairs she was wearing day clothes but perfect. A loose pair of white cotton trousers that showed the shape of her ass beautifully as they sat just lovely upon her hips and a white blouse that left her midriff open to the eye and was low cut. The white bra was thin and defined the shape of her nipples as she walked comfortably in bare feet. She walked over to me and slapped me hard, I ducked just in time and she passed me jumping onto the couch snuggling up to the surprised Marlow holding him tight and protectively. "What was that for?" I yelled quite surprised, "You must have done something! Why does Marlow want to leave?" I found it very arousing to see Elena practically sat on his lap like that, holding Marlow, her tiny petite foot upon his leg apparently restless but gentle caressing him as she held his head close to her. "What did he do Marlow?" she asked him "I'll get rid of him, you can stay!" "I didn't do anything!" "Yeah right" she turns back to Marlow, "what's the matter baby?" That's the first time she has called him 'baby', she's moving in now. "Nothing, nothing," Marlow finally says finding it both very surprising and pleasant to find my petite wife climbing all over his frame. "Nothing!" she screams, "I get a text saying my favourite man is leaving and you say there's nothing wrong!" she is playful but serious at the same time. She twists around to face me before I can cut in, "As long as Marlow is moving out then YOU are NOT my favourite man!" she twists around now fully on Marlow's lap as if by magic and puts her arms around his neck. "If you go you have to take me with you!" she says petulantly. "What the fuck!" I cry, " Hey hey hey," Marlow says trying to extricate himself suddenly thinking he may be in some kind of trouble... if only he knew. "Don't you move doctor, nobody is going anywhere unless I get a decent explanation!" she admonishes him then glares at me her eyes sparkling. Her hand is caressing his thigh where she just playfully slapped it. I was later to discover that he started to get hard at the point he had tried to move. For this very reason she had made him stay put and as Elena had caressed him he had became harder and he knew she knew. I took a seat and relaxed. "Marlow needs a place baby," I explained. "Why?" "You can't keep him here baby it's not your call," she sat in silence still stroking him gently. "Well I'd like it to be," she said much more softly. "I'd miss him too much," she turned and looked at him and hugged him. "Daddy can we keep him" she said girlishly and giggled. Marlow was too overpowered to really take part in this. "Marlow is not a dog sweet, that was urrm" "Marley," volunteered Marlow. "No, but he is almost as cute," pipped up Elena. I'm shaking my head at a loss. "Baby, Marlow would like to have a place so he can pick up girls and stuff you know." "Oh!" Elena was tangibly disappointed. She looked at him seriously as if he were breaking up with her, "You want other girls Marlow?" Marlow was confused. "I thought you were in love with me." Both Marlow and I look at each other, Marlow starts getting seriously tongue tied. I look at Elena who is still looking directly at Marlow, I shrug my shoulders in a, 'what-can-I-do way' at Marlow and break my look leaving him to answer Elena whilst I opened another beer. "Erm, I erm," Marlow floundered. "Well?" She held his gaze. "I mean I know you never said but you know with all those chats and stuff I thought you were just a little bit in love." "Well of course I loved, erm erm," I feel sorry for him. "Baby don't torture the poor man, you can't ask him that with me sat here, he doesn't know he's the subject of your school girl crush." "What!" she jumps up and over at me in an instant. "You bastard, it's not," I skip out of the chair and get chased around the room. Her chest is heaving and she has a red face, "liar!" she says at me angrily over Marlow's head as I stand behind him. She looks down at him and blushes, she looks gorgeous. She finds herself again, "What self respecting girl wouldn't have a crush on him anyway, I bet half his students have!" She sticks her tongue out at me and crosses her eyes and flounces off to get a beer. The room calms down. Marlow finally breaks his silence, "Gee, you guys are pretty crazy," he murmurs looking from Elena to I. "I'm not crazy Marlow," I respond and smile. "Another beer?" "Yeah sure, erm I'm glad you are OK, I mean you know!" I pass him the beer. "Marlow, I keep telling her she should come swimming with us because she's always asking me what you look like, this is not news to me," I laugh. Elena glares at me. Marlow's eyes almost pop out. I laugh more. "You! Ha! You only don't describe him because he is sexier than you!" she flings the insult across the room. "Most certainly he is baby," I counter. "Damn right he is!" she stands, "Marlow can you stand up please next to my husband, come come," she pulls him up. He stands, a good couple of inches taller than me. Night is falling and we can see our reflections quite clearly in the dark glass before us. Both of us in T-Shirts but Marlow fills his. "Do you mind if we do a little comparison my love," she snaps at me, "knock yourself out baby," I answer lazily, relaxed. "You do as you're told!" she tells Marlow firmly but softly, "Yes Mam" he says. "Now let's see, which one of you is more handsome", she holds each face and looks at us appraisingly. "I love you baby but you are an ugly fucker you know." I nod knowingly, she does the same with Marlow, she touches his face gently, allowing her thumb to trace his lips, "nice big lips" she murmurs, "now those lips are made for kissing" she announces but she moves down to shoulders. Marlow's are broad and muscular, she touches them and makes a point of measuring the difference between us both. "I'm afraid you lose there baby" and she lifts my arms and looks at my hands. She puts our two hands together, "big thick and long fingers Marlow" she raises an eyebrow and says no more. "Are you done?" I ask impatiently. "Not really, I was just starting to enjoy myself, I mean as you have spilt the beans that I always wanted to see Marlow in his swimming trunks I don't see why I shouldn't get the chance ... especially if he's leaving anyway." "But." "Shuddup," she interrupts me. You're in enough trouble already if Marlow is leaving and Marlow wouldn't be so ungentlemanly as to not grant a lady a last request. Come on both of you, get them T-shirts and shorts off." I was pretty shocked by this but then remember I didn't know that Elena had felt Marlow's cock harden under her just a minute ago. Marlow was not as shy as you may think, he took his shirt off first. I guess he was confidant knowing that his body was a damned site better than mine. Not perturbed though, I did as I was bid. Standing in my boxers my cock was hardening too and I turned slightly, so that it would not be quite so obvious but Elena clocked it straight away. Marlow dropped his shorts and was wearing briefs and he was practically bursting out of it. "Oh my!" Elena exhaled, looking him up and down. "I'm sorry baby but there is no competition," Elena said swooning although she still let one hand stroke my chest as she paid all other attention to Marlow. She glanced down at my cock now poking its head out of my boxer shorts. "Allen loves me a lot Marlow, don't you love me some too?" she let her finger nails trace down his body. He nods his head. "I really love chatting to you Marlow, I think you are a really lovely man, intelligent and sexy," she leaned forwards and kissed him lightly on the chest, "very sexy". She turns to me, "Allen do you love me?" you let your hand drop towards my cock. "Yes baby, course I love you." "Do you mind if Marlow loves me too?" "No." "You hear that Marlow?, Allen doesn't mind." She lets her fingers trace around the edge of his briefs. "Do you want to move out and get a place so you can pick up girls Marlow?" "I only wanted to move out because I wanted you," he blurts out, looking over at me, Elena pulls him down by the neck and kisses him deeply on the lips, he responds but remains rooted to the spot. "You wanted me?" she backs off from him and comes to me and begins stroking me gently again. "Yes", she never breaks her gaze from him nor he from her as she slowly lowers herself in front of me and hooks my boxers over my cock and down my legs. "How much did you want me?" she softly asks him, slowly standing again and gently pulling back the foreskin on my erect ready cock. "I thought, I thought," he looks at me nervously. "Allen is OK Marlow baby, say what's on your mind." "I thought I was falling in love with you and I wouldn't stand it anymore," Elena smiled her eyes sparkling. "I'd be very happy Marlow if you stayed, do you think you could do that?" "Yes." "Allen, do you mind if Marlow stays?" "No, not at all." Elena smiles again even more wolfishly. "Shall we finish the comparisons Marlow?" and she raises her eyebrows and casts a downwards glance. Marlow takes off his underwear, it's about the same length as mine but it is a thick monster. She moves towards him and takes it in her hand making him good and hard before taking a step back. Delighted, you drink in both of us, "Are you my two boys then?" we nod eagerly. "Hubby one and hubby two," you point anointing us with our new names. You slowly take off your blouse then remove your trousers leaving you in your sexy underwear. "Allen, sit down," you indicate a seat. "You want me Marlow?" you ask coquettishly. Loving Three "Yes, of course." "Come on then." You turn to show yourself to him, "take me." After a moment for him to realize the nature of the invite he rushes to her and within moments they are kissing passionately on the couch and he is removing her bra and panties, immediately finding her pussy. After such a build up they are both urgently seeking to come together. Elena is moaning with each of his touches. Whatever he does seems to send electric through her taut petite body, he looks enormous next to her. I can hardly contain myself. Elena throwing all further foreplay to the wind begs him, "Put it inside me! Fuck me! Pleeease!" Marlow was quick to comply, ramming his thick cock into her with not a moment to waste. "Yes!!! Yes!!!" Elena moaned cumming almost instantly. "Ahhhhh,, nice big thick cock ahhh Marlow, Marlow," she kissed him and kissed him. He was at the limit also already, "Put your seed in me please, please! Don't pull out baby!" and his body went taut as he exploded into her and she milked him holding him deep into her, showering him with kisses. "Good man, good man," she crooned. "Will you give me lots of Marlow milk?" "Yes, yes," he gasped withdrawing his cock still very hard. I stood wishing to take my turn but Elena was not interested. "Sit down baby, wait a bit, you've had plenty these last two weeks, Marlow is priority right now," and she turned to take his cock in her mouth as he lay on his back on the floor. He hardened quickly and she mounted him as soon as she could. "Ohhh my gorgeous man," she moaned as she got herself comfortable on his thick cock. "You know I've been dreaming of this since you came here." "I have!" he gasped "You have too?" she half exclaims half questions. "Yes," she starts to ride him and they say little more but cum intensely again quickly. They lay spent his slippy big cock sliding out of her. The relief of both of them quite apparent, the sexual tension built over the last three weeks glooping out of her well opened pussy and marking the carpet. The silence in the room is light, and rapidly becomes filled by the sound of a blackbird singing to the sun as it leaves us for another day. Funnily my cock has softened, almost as if I have absorbed the sexual tension and also the relief. My balls ache though reminding me that I myself have not been physically relieved. It doesn't provoke a hard on though. We are sat looking at each other. "Well I guess you didn't see that coming this morning Marlow," I say to break the silence. "Nah, wow!" he smiles broadly. Elena and Marlow are looking at each other and I suddenly feel like the third wheel. "I'll go get you two a glass of water," I say and they nod as I go. I take my time, wondering what my life will be like now. When I come back Elena is nestled in Marlow's arms and they are kissing gently with Marlow sat up against the couch. I pass them one glass which they share and place the other on side table. I'm looking down at Elena is Marlow's arms, my brain cannot compute and I am staring. "Hey baby, you OK?" she asks seriously. I suddenly find myself very shy, ashamed and naked. Hell! I am naked! "Hey baby come here," she presses me and I crouch down and she reaches out a hand to caress my face, "There there baby. Are you OK? Is it all a bit strange?" I nod silently, she pulls away from Marlow's arms and pulls me forward and kisses me gently and slowly, lingering, delicate, good. I sense her reach back to Marlow and bring his arms back to her waist. She likes to be held by him. "I love you baby," she kisses me more and my cock hardens considerably. She breaks off and looks down at me, takes my hand and guides it to her breast, "Do you want me baby?" I nod, completely captivated by my Goddess. She doesn't take her hand from the back of my neck keeping me within inches of her face, teasing, kissing. She slowly twists herself around and reclines between Marlow's legs, leaning back on his torso with me above her, poised in classic missionary position with a twist. The twist being that my Goddess is framed by the muscular Marlow. She brings Marlow's hand up to her breast as I position myself, still never taking her hand from my neck, keeping me close. After placing Marlow's hand her arm continues its journey up, up to caress Marlow's hair. She shifts a little so she can grasp both of us by the neck bringing us both closer and riding up Marlow's body a little. As she twists I see Marlow's cock bob about perkily on the edge of my vision but I only have eyes for my woman. I'm completely entranced. "My two boys... " she kisses me again but quickly turns and kisses Marlow again... "I don't want any silly fighting between you two, is that understood?" Marlow and I pass a glance at one another which passes instantaneously as we are both intoxicated by Elena. She looks naughtily towards each of us in turn. A hand reaching to each of our respective cocks, gently wanking us. "I'll take good care of both of you so I don't want any petty jealousy OK?" We both nod in an agony of pleasure. The spell she is casting over us is so intense. "What was that?" I just groan in response. "What was that?" she repeats. I look at her confused and she tut-tuts playfully. "You boys seem to have lost your tongues," she smiles to herself, "I'll be making sure you find them again. That's for sure!" She turns to Marlow still slowly masturbating him to the gentle rhythm and lilt of her speech. I'm frozen, but desperate to enter her I move towards her but she breaks her touch and glances back at me with such rebuke that I freeze again, locked under her enchantment. Her hand returns to the same hypnotic movement. "Marlow sweetheart, now you look into Allen's eyes and tell him that you are not going to get all jealous over the fact that you will never be able to take me away with you." Marlow repeated the words as requested. "Allen baby, now you tell Marlow that you are not going to get all upset that whilst he is here I'm his as much as yours". I begin but she rebukes me, "into Marlow's eyes sweetheart not into mine". I did as I was bid. I was surprised by his reply, "I'm sorry I love her", the knife plunged into my heart but his face was so pained I couldn't feel anger. I understood he did love her. The sentence she had made him say actually meant a lot to him, more than I had thought. "Oh no, don't be sorry!" hushed Elena, darting her eyes from him to me and back again desperately. "You can both love me... I can love you both," she turned to me more and I nodded gently to calm her. "No Marlow, don't be sorry, how could you not love her?" I told him gently. "See baby, you can share me, I mean just like it has been for the last few weeks... but with kisses too," and she kissed him. He smiled, "Good man," she praised him. "Now Marlow can you hold me in your nice strong arms?" She nestled down again, bringing my cock towards her pussy. "Come baby," she urges me but I need no urging. I enter her slick open pussy. It is slack, still that strangely excites me. I urgently begin to thrust into her. Marlow's big hands cupping her breasts, his fingers gently pinching her nipples and arms holding her firm. I'm surprised I don't cum immediately, I have been shagging so much this week that actually I can hold for some time. This fills me with a little pride and the spell I was under begins to be broken as I watch Elena start to lose control and moan, grasping, gasping, looking up at Marlow and I. The look in her eyes as she sees us both is priceless, all the control she wielded so well has suddenly slipped from her grasp. With the realization comes arousal and she begins to cum, this makes me proud, a wave of pleasure and confidence rolls over me. I glance up at Marlow, who smiles back approvingly. She sees the camaraderie between us and looks out of control, I plunge inside her harder and he tweaks her nipples harder. She moans in pleasure and for the second time I have ever seen she starts to squirt female ejaculate from her pussy, I feel it warm around my cock, dribbling down my balls. I wonder if it was pee even but I don't care, I'm happy if we made her lose control of her bladder. Marlow and I cheer and he urges me on. "Go on, finish the job man! Fuck the sweet little temptress good!" I can hold back no longer and I cum incredibly, my balls burning and aching at the release. Marlow is moving out from underneath Elena even before I'm focussing. Kneeling at Elena's face he is pushing his cock into her mouth and she is taking it. His erection is rigid and insistent and the angle difficult. My cock had subsided for a moment but watching him bear down on her compliant mouth so eagerly hardens me again even before I've slid out of her and I find myself confidently shafting her as I watch Marlow feed her cock and balls. Marlow looks at me happily, and slaps me on the shoulder and looks down again at our girl. "You sure you can keep us both happy?" he twiddles with her nipples and I lean down and gently pinch her clit, she moans with her mouth full. "Allen I don't think we're gonna have a problem with jealousy do you?" "Nah" I say. "Come on let's flip her over and get a different view," I withdraw and we flip Elena over and place her over the head of the couch, her arse raised nice and high. She starts to say something but I shush her, "baby your husbands are having a bonding experience. Shuddup!" and I slap her ass, and she squeels. "Wanna give that a go?" Marlow smiles and gives her a slap himself, she squeels again. "Nooo!" "She doesn't like it much," I tell Marlow. "Oh sorry baby," he croons and gentle rubs the red mark coming up where he just slapped her. "You know how and where we're gonna bond baby?" I ask her and then I spit on her ass hole and gently start rubbing it with my finger. "Noooo," she wails but she doesn't really make any attempt to move. "Aww baby," I tease, then turning to Marlow. "Here Marlow spit on this will you." Elena loves having a man spit on her to lube her up and her legs began to shake. "You feel that baby? Can you feel me rubbing Marlow's and my saliva into your pretty little ass?" she makes little mews of discontent but stays put. I looked at Marlow, "I've only had her once or twice in the ass, it's not really my thing you know and you don't like it much do you baby?" I slap her arse gently to get her attention. "Nooo." "But you know, I never really feel a woman is mine until, y'know..." I drift off as I push a second finger into her widening hole. "Until you've cum in each hole," Marlow murmurs as he strokes Elena's inner thigh and then lets his hand toy with her opened pussy, she moans. "Quite!" I concur spitting on her ass again, "Bit more Marlow." He spits too, Elena starts to moan, "You hear that baby? Us boys don't think a woman belongs to a man unless he's had her pretty little behind. You 'do' want to belong to your two men ..... don't you? .... hmmm?" "Yessss!" I spit on her ass and grab her by the hair and gently we lift her up so we can see her face. Marlow coming round in front of her cupping her pussy, he kisses her, and whispers how he is going to be gentle with her, her legs are really shaking and she is actually on the point of cumming. Something I have never seen happen before purely from fondling. He is playing with her pussy and I her arse but he has her riveted attention. "We want to make you ours Elena, don't we Allen?" he tells her gently rubbing her. "Oh yes," I breathe kissing her shoulders, she trembles. "Do you want that Elena?" he asks her with a finger on some spot in her that is working wonders. "Mmmnnnhhh, Yes!!" she gasps. "Lots of spunk is dribbling out of your pussy all over my hand," he holds her by the throat as he says it and she starts twitch as she cums without control but he is relentless and I watch him as if watching an artist puppeteer. "Shall I lubricate your ass with all the cum dribbling out of your pussy?" He kisses and nibbles her ear and she shakes again nodding violently. He gently places her head back on the couch and brings his hand round, truly covered in juices and begins to lube her ass. It's open already and I bring my hard cock close as she is now good and proper ready. He moves close to her to hold her still as I press my cock against her anus and hold her hips steady with my hand and gently push. I revel in the giving of her body, she screams and moans but I just come back a half inch and push in one whole inch in return. Marlow soothing her, I spit on my cock to get more lube and finally get all the way in and start to shaft my pretty little girl in the ass. Marlow has manoeuvred his cock back into Elena's mouth and is shaking his head in disbelief. I start to pound my girl uncontrollably. Each time I push into her she seems to take an extra bit of Marlow's cock into her mouth. I feel the steam break and suddenly I'm flowing uncontrollably. I pull out and Marlow is taking my place immediately. I flop deliriously on a chair and watch as he pushes his thick cock into her arse, Elena grasping the cushions below her for dear life. He thrusts only ten or eleven times before he is shooting his load into her and collapsing behind afterwards. As I come round, I see Elena is clutching herself and I go to her and hold her. She's not so happy. "It hurts," she says. "Oh baby, all the way through?" "No, just now ... you're too big ... you're both too big!" she casts a look at Marlow who comes over to caress her. "I'm only small," she tells him accusatorily and then she suddenly started crying. We are both in shock at that and we hold her and she allows us to hold her and tells us it is alright. Marlow brings her tissues and water. "Don't worry, it was just so intense." She sniffles and takes a moment to hug both of us, "it was just so overpowering" she suddenly blushed completely beetroot and buried her face under my arm. "Hey hey," we both call bringing her out as she tries to hide her face. "Oh no beautiful Elena please no, come here," calls Marlow. "Hey baby don't hide you face," I say moving away so she cannot burrow behind me. Marlow pulls her out bringing her over to him I help him get a grip as she is trying to hide from him. "I love you. That was amazing sweetheart". "Yeah you're incredible!" added Marlow. "I meant what I said earlier you know." She stops struggling a little, "I meant it!" He glances back at me and I smile at him and stroke her legs. "I was leaving because I knew I was falling in love with you," now she buried into his chest. "Now?" came a tiny voice from somewhere under his armpit. "Now, ... more than anything," he said softly. "I'm sorry if we hurt you." "You don't think ... y'know," she sounded calmer. "I think it will be very difficult for me to leave," he looks at me and I shrug. "You're not going to take me like that every night are you?" She lets her eye be seen again. "Hey baby," I cut in, "You wanted two horny men now your gonna have to handle two horny men." "But not my bum like that!" Her eyes widened. I was about to placate her as I thought probably not but Marlow got in quicker than me. "Well y'know I really do like to take my woman like that." He left the words hang in the air, and Elena's eyes widened a little more, I smiled at her and raised my eyebrows at her predicament. "You'll get used to it," he tells her assuredly. "I can't see it being practical to only take your pussy baby, especially if your husband likes both." Before she can respond I cut back in with, "Shall we take showers?" They agree and we go to the shower room, clean up, clean each other and fall into bed. My girl, my woman, my wife, my goddess, my temptress lying between me and a new man. Her toe touches me but she is cuddled up to him, kissing and talking into the night like lovers do after their first night. I first pretend, then actually do sleep, happily.