15 comments/ 35505 views/ 11 favorites And Jill Came Tumbling After By: mindventure Author's note: Although this story features Laura and Kevin Taylor, the main characters in Revenge and The Observatory, it is not a sequel. No need to read those stories unless you get curious about their earlier adventures. ***** It was midnight. Flames from the family room fireplace provided the only heat and light on a cool October night. My wife Laura and I were lying on a roomy leather sofa not far from the fire. I had already discarded my clothing. Laura was wearing a very short dress that she often wore when we had sex. The dress buttoned up the front from hem to neckline. I had long since undone all the buttons. Laura wore nothing else so her entire body, or at least those parts of greatest interest to me under the circumstances, was exposed. I was currently sucking lightly on one of her nipples and my hand was between her thighs slowly finger-fucking her into her second orgasm of the night. My intention was to lift her to the very edge of climax and then enter her at just the right moment. If my timing was good, penetration alone would push her into orgasm and then, with careful control of my thrusts, I could hold her in a high state of arousal for several minutes. If all went well, and it often did, I could drive her into one final shattering climax that coincided with my own. Laura was reacting nicely to my efforts. She was crying out softly with every movement of my hand as I gently probed her pussy. I increased the tempo. Laura began rhythmically thrusting her pelvis against my palm as her arousal started to peak. I knew she would cum soon so I began to shift my weight in preparation for rolling between her legs and pushing my cock deep inside to drive her over the edge. Just as I decided the timing was perfect and started to open Laura's thighs further, I heard the unmistakable oily click of a weapon's safety being released and felt the icy touch of steel on the back of my neck. "Don't move," commanded a male voice behind me. I froze. Laura had been lost in her arousal and it took a few moments for her to react. She looked up and saw the assailant I could not see, let out a sharp cry, and started to struggle against me. "Cool it. Both of you stay put. Jill, move to one side so you can cover them both while I back away." Jill? What the hell was going on? I was still lying on my side facing Laura and had not yet seen the others in the room. Laura was looking over my shoulder at them with a horrified expression on her face. I could feel her heart hammering against my chest. My own pulse was racing as well. I felt the barrel of the weapon being removed from my neck and heard movement behind me. "Okay, Kevin. Get up slowly and move over to the chair. Laura, don't move." They knew our names. I did as the man directed and slowly rolled off the sofa onto my feet. My nudity made me feel extraordinarily vulnerable as I turned to face our intruders. There were just the two of them as far as I could tell. They were dressed in camouflage clothing, black sneakers, and had Lone Ranger-type masks over their faces. They would have looked absurd if they had not been so well armed. The woman, Jill presumably, was pointing an automatic weapon at a point halfway between Laura and me in order to cover us both. I recognized it as a Heckler & Koch MP5. The man stood several feet away loosely holding an M-16. I was intimately familiar with both weapons. Highly regulated, it was unlikely that they had been obtained legally. Both intruders looked like they knew what they were doing. Completely at ease, it was apparent to me that they had done this before. Perhaps many times. Although most of their faces were concealed, neither looked like psychotic monsters. I was almost as much puzzled as afraid. "Kevin, don't make me repeat myself. Move slowly over to the chair and sit down." The chair in question was a large, heavily padded mate to the leather sofa. I did as directed and walked slowly over to lower myself into the chair. Laura had moved to a sitting position and had gathered her dress together in the front to cover her nakedness. She looked so frightened that I started to get up and was immediately confronted with the muzzle of Jack's rifle. "Kevin, Sit back down. Laura, don't move. If either of you gets up again there will be consequences. You won't like them. Do exactly as you're told and no one will get hurt." I slowly sat back down in the chair. "What do you want? How do you know our names? How did you get in the house, I asked?" "First things first. Allow me to make the introductions. You can call me Jack. The lovely lady over there is my wife Jill. Of course, those are not our real names, but they will do nicely for tonight." "We've been observing you for quite some time," Jack continued. "County records provided your names from the property deed. We've researched you carefully. We know your business activities. We have a key to your home. You'd be surprised at how many people in this country keep a key in a magnetic case on the underside of their gas grill. It was a simple matter to make a copy while you were off the property. We got your security code by watching through a telescope as you entered it into the keypad. You are pretty indiscriminate about closing your blinds, particularly at night. We have watched you fucking on several occasions. Quite the turn-on. We have been in your house more than once while you were absent. Tonight we decided to pay you a personal visit. As usual, your drapes were open and we could see that you weren't expecting company, so we decided to let ourselves in." Some explanation is in order. Laura and I live on several isolated, heavily wooded acres outside of Milwaukee. We had never felt that our privacy was at risk until tonight. The man was right; we had grown careless over the years. We rarely closed the curtains. "You still haven't said what you want from us," said Laura. She had regained some of her composure and was now glaring at our visitors. "Here's the deal," said Jack. "We are all going to spend the night in this room together. Just one big happy family. In the morning, when your bank opens, Kevin and I are going there and he is going to withdraw $50,000 in cash. Jill will stay here with Laura until we return. When we get back, you will both be immobilized and Jill and I will be on our way. You will probably work yourself loose before you die of thirst." I looked at Laura. I could see her face relax a little and I could finally feel my heart rate begin to slow. It was all about money. And we had plenty. The loss of $50,000 would be irritating, but hardly catastrophic. Once they were gone, we'd change the locks, upgrade our security system, and be more careful in the future. I was confident that we could free ourselves after they left. The police might recover at least some of the money. "Oh, there's one more thing, Kevin," Jack said. "While we're waiting, I'm going to fuck your wife." Laura reacted immediately with a soft moan. I was stunned. I looked at Jack hoping to find some hint that he was joking. He held my gaze without expression. I looked at Jill. She simply shrugged. 'There is nothing either of you can do to stop it from happening. This is how it'll be. I won't make you watch. I'll take her back to the bedroom and fuck her brains out. You and Jill will be able to hear everything clearly since the room is only short distance away. I will give Laura some instructions from time to time. If she refuses to obey immediately, I will have to repeat myself. The first time Jill hears me do that, she will shoot you in the kneecap. If Laura forces me to repeat myself again, Jill will shoot your other kneecap. And then your elbows. And so on. I hope both of you get the picture." Laura was now visibly shaken, still holding her dress closed with both hands. I was heartsick. I also knew that Jack was right -- there wasn't a damned thing we could do to prevent what was about to happen. Several years before, Laura and I had begun to play an intriguing game where we would selectively bring others into our sex lives. We have an apartment over a detached garage on the property that is especially equipped for trysts with those we invited in. We alternated picking up partners in upscale bars and bringing them back to the apartment for sex. The apartment has an observatory where we can watch each other's activities, often recording them digitally to enjoy together later. Our guests never knew they were being observed. As a result of this game, we'd each had several partners over the years, all closely scrutinized by the occupant of the observatory. The sex had always been consensual and we always took steps to protect Laura. I was in little danger from a female partner, but there was always some risk that Laura would inadvertently make a dangerous pickup. I keep a weapon in the observatory and Laura was confident that I could protect her if things got out of hand since I was always concealed just a few feet away. As a result of our activities in the apartment, Laura had been fucked by a short list of very fortunate men but she had never been forced into sex. It was now clear to both of us that her rape was inevitable. Jack placed his rifle against the wall behind Jill, crossed the room and said to Laura, "Take my hand." Laura hesitated and I heard Jill click the safety off her weapon. "Take my hand. And that is the last freebie Kevin gets. Disobey me again and Jill will shoot him." Laura looked at me and, realizing there was nothing she could do, reached up and took his hand. He pulled her to her feet and led her into the short hallway that connected our bedroom to the family room. She looked small and helpless as she followed him into the hallway. She took short, hesitant steps but he forced her to keep up. Laura was still trying to keep her dress closed with one hand as he pulled her along by the other. They were soon out of sight. I thought I would die, forced to sit naked in that chair while my wife was led off to be raped. He wasted little time. Within seconds of watching Laura disappear down the hall I heard him direct her to lie down on the bed. Our bed frame has an annoying creak that telegraphs any movement when the humidity is low. It had been squeaking for a week or two. I could plainly hear Laura position herself on the bed. "Now, pull your dress aside," I heard Jack say. "Open your legs." Then, after a pause, "Wider." I could hear rustling fabric which informed me that Jack was removing his clothing. A moment later the bed creaked in response to his added weight. Although I couldn't see what was happening, the sounds from the bed were very revealing. I could tell when he positioned himself between Laura's thighs and her sharp intake of breath announced the precise moment when he entered her. Almost immediately the bed frame told me that he had begun to fuck her with slow rhythmic strokes. I lowered my chin to my chest as a tear or two of helpless frustration escaped my eyes. For several minutes the only sound from the room was the repetitive creaking. Laura did not make a sound. All we could hope for now was that he finished soon and she would be released from her ordeal. Unfortunately, he was in no hurry. I glanced over at Jill. She met my gaze and grinned. I turned my head away. Just as I became convinced that it would be over soon, I heard Laura make a soft, throaty sound. I knew it well. Laura was beginning to react to the relentless thrusting of Jack's cock. I knew it was involuntary, but it was real nonetheless. "Well, it's about time," Jill murmured. "She held out a lot longer than I thought she would, considering that you already had her primed when we arrived." That's when I realized that our assailants had only been in the house about ten or fifteen minutes. It seemed like and eternity but, even with her fear, Laura's body had remained prepared for sex. Laura's attacker clearly recognized that she was responding because he immediately picked up the pace. His change of tempo was instantly reflected in the creaking of the bed frame. Laura began to let out soft cries of pleasure timed to each movement of Jack's cock in and out of her pussy. Each change in Laura's response prompted an increase in force and speed from her assailant. The bed frame loudly announced every alteration of their rhythm. I glanced back over at Jill. She grinned and pointed her weapon at my crotch. I looked down and was horrified to see a throbbing erection. I had been completely unaware of my body's response to the sounds coming from the bedroom. I felt my face flush in embarrassment as I recognized the absurdity of sitting naked and erect in front of this strange woman as her husband fucked my wife in the next room. "Assuming the two of you are really married, doesn't this bother you?" I croaked, wondering why Jill seemed completely unfazed by her husband's activities and trying to divert her attention from my obvious arousal. "This is how we make our living. Jack fucking our female clients increases the intimidation factor along with the nudity we always impose. You two made it easy for us because you were already naked and Laura nearly so. If you hadn't been, we would have forced you to disrobe." "Clients?" I asked with a heavy note of sarcasm in my voice. "We prefer to think of you as clients," Jill responded. "Look at it this way. For twelve hours or so we take care of everything. We'll eat your food, drink your booze if we wish, fuck your wife, and then relieve you of all that stress-inducing money. You don't have to do a thing except follow orders." Another sound from the bedroom got my attention. Laura was now crying out continually as her attacker rammed himself into her and the headboard began to impact the wall with each thrust. "Oh, God, oh God," chanted Laura over and over as he brought her closer and closer to what was certain to be a shattering orgasm. Mercifully, Laura was finally pushed over the top. She let out a high keening wail followed immediately by guttural sounds from Jack as he filled her with his cum. I could clearly visualize the scene in my mind since I had seen her like that thousands of times, mostly with me but occasionally with other men. Her face would be flushed, her eyes would be tightly shut, and her mind would be off in another dimension. Her back would be arched and her legs would be drawn back against his hips to allow the deepest possible penetration as her muscles contracted repeatedly around his cock. The sounds from the bedroom slowly receded. Laura's cries faded into silence. The bed frame was quiet. There was no sound from the room for several moments. Eventually the bed announced that they were stirring. I could hear when Jack got to his feet and began to dress and then again when Laura arose. Laura appeared first with Jack close behind. She was a mess. Her hair was wildly displaced, and she no longer made any attempt to hold her dress closed. Her breasts were exposed and her inner thighs were slick with her lubricant and his cum. She avoided my gaze and returned to the sofa. Finally she became aware that her dress was open and again held it closed with both hands, making no effort to fasten the buttons. If she noticed my erection, which was now fading quickly, she gave no acknowledgement. I don't think Laura knew what to make of the whole business. All of our trysts with others had been carefully planned and executed by both of us working together as a team. We always had control. This time we had none. It was unsettling to us both. I suspected she was attempting to process all that had happened and trying to deal with her unwanted response to the attack. When I tried to get up and comfort her, I was directed back to the chair. They were going to keep us separated for the rest of the night. *** Jill finally tossed me a blanket that had been draped over the back of the sofa and we all settled into silence to await the morning. Laura remained motionless on the sofa and I did the same in the chair. Our assailants took up positions in the room that allowed them to keep a continuous eye on us. Several hours passed. An hour or so before dawn, Jack arose, stretched, and made an announcement. "We'll be getting ready to go soon, Kevin, so I think I'll have another round with your woman. She's pretty hot." I was stunned. Laura looked up in shocked disbelief but her face showed none of the fear she'd displayed earlier. She had survived the earlier attack without injury and now seemed to be resigned to the fact that he was going to fuck her again. Jill just shook her head. This time he only had to motion with his hand and Laura rose immediately, letting her dress fall open as she followed him from the room. There was very little hesitation on her part and I thought I detected a slight spring in her step that was probably due to anticipation. Laura could do nothing to prevent the encounter but it looked like she was going to make the most of it. I had to admire her pragmatism. Jack gave no instructions. Laura knew exactly what to do. She quickly arranged herself on the bed and he just as quickly removed his clothes and joined her. As before, the bed frame clearly described the activity it was supporting. Laura's attacker thrust his cock into her immediately and she just as quickly cried out in response. She came the first time in short order. That orgasm was followed in quick succession by several more as he fucked her with a different intensity than he had employed before. The headboard was impacting the wall continuously and Laura's cries and moans of intense pleasure drifted down the hallway. I glanced over at Jill and saw that her breathing had become rapid and shallow. Her breasts were heaving in hyperventilation. Jill was highly aroused. She saw me looking at her and flushed a little at her reaction to the sounds coming from the bedroom. "I'm going to take a quick look," she announced in a voice that quivered slightly with excitement. Slinging her weapon over her shoulder, Jill moved silently down the hallway. I had been waiting for some sort of opening and Jill's carelessness had just provided it. Jack had left his weapon leaning against the wall and Jill had slung hers over her shoulder into a position that would make it difficult to deploy. In an instant I had Jack's rifle and moved up behind Jill to disarm her before she could react. Grabbing the sling of her weapon where it crossed her shoulder, I gave a violent yank downwards. Jill slammed into the floor and released her hold on the weapon. The fall knocked the breath from her body and she lay there stunned, gasping for air. Her weapon was easier to handle one-handed so I flicked the safety off and stepped into the bedroom with Jack's rifle in my left hand and Jill's MP5 at the ready in my right. Laura and her assailant were just becoming aware that something was happening around them. Both looked over at me without comprehension for a second or two. Jack was the first to understand that something had gone very wrong. I saw him register the fact that I had both weapons. A look of resignation crossed his face as he withdrew his cock from Laura's pussy and rose to his feet beside the bed, his erection subsiding rapidly. A moment later, Laura realized that she was free and quickly left the bed to stand by my side. She began to button her dress. "Laura, get the handcuffs," I ordered. We keep a couple of sets of cuffs in a nightstand beside the bed for pleasurable pursuits. Laura retrieved them and looked to me for further instructions. We also keep a handgun in the same drawer. "Jack, if you move a muscle, I'll kill you and then Jill. Laura, cuff his hands behind his back and then do the same with Jill." Jill was just beginning to draw air into her starved lungs. She seemed barely aware as Laura yanked her over onto her stomach and latched the cuffs. And Jill Came Tumbling After "OK, Laura. Now get the pistol out of the nightstand and go back into the other room. Stay over near the fireplace and cover them as I bring them in." Laura retrieved the handgun and left the bedroom. "Both of you on your feet," I ordered. "Move back into the other room. Jack, you go straight to the chair and sit down. Jill, you take the sofa. I will be right behind you and Laura will be waiting for you. Don't waste time trying anything. We are both excellent shots. Having no choice, the two of them did as instructed. A moment later we were back where this had all started except that the roles had been completely reversed. Laura and I were now in complete command of the situation. I paused to put on the shorts I had discarded so many hours before when Laura and I had began to make love on the sofa. "Okay," I said, "we are going to spend as little time together as possible. In a moment I'll call 911 and the police will be here within a few minutes. You will both be arrested. You'll spend years in prison and you deserve it." I turned to Laura and said, "I'll go make the call. Shoot them if they so much as twitch." Laura had been carefully studying our two guests while I talked. As I started to leave the room, she surprised everyone by looking at me for a moment and then saying, "You might want to reconsider." "What?" I said. This was a show stopper. "You must be kidding. After what they put you through?" I was dumbfounded. "Think about it. What satisfaction do we get from having them rot in jail someplace? That's not getting even; it's just letting the system handle our problem - if it works out that way. Some smart defense attorney just might get them off. The rape charge boils down to my word against his and yours against Jill's. I wasn't physically injured and a rape kit is only going to prove that I had sex with Jack. There won't be any bruising since I was already highly aroused when they got here. Rape will be difficult to prove." Laura was probably right and I knew her well enough to know that she had already formulated a plan. "So what do you have in mind?" "Let's get a little revenge and then deal with them ourselves." This sounded ominous, but I knew that Laura was not suggesting something sinister like murder. I didn't know what her intentions were, but violence would not be an option. Jack and Jill, bless their hearts, did not know that. Although the masks hid much of their faces, their fear was clearly discernable. "Okay, but I still don't know what you're thinking." "Try this. Jack fucked your wife. Why don't you fuck his?" Laura was deadly serious. She was seated on the hearth with the handgun pointed squarely at Jack. Her composure had been completely restored. She looked like she had ice water running through her veins. Our captives began to squirm in their seats and Jill let out a soft moan. I stared at Laura for several long moments. Her idea was intriguing. I suspected that Jill wasn't interested, but I certainly was and I knew that Laura was anxious to put us on more equal footing. After all, her most recent behavior in the bedroom was not quite that of a totally reluctant rape victim. I also knew that her voyeuristic nature was coming to the surface. Without responding directly to Laura, I picked up where she left off. I turned to face Jack. 'This is how it'll be," I said with a smile, mimicking Jack's earlier words. I will make you watch. I'm going to fuck her brains out right here in this room. There is nothing either of you can do about it. I will give Jill some instructions from time to time. If she refuses to obey, I will repeat myself. When Laura hears me do that, she will shoot you in the kneecap. If Jill forces me to repeat myself again, Laura will shoot your other kneecap. And then elbows. And so on. I hope both of you get the picture." Laura looked at me with approval. It was fun to throw Jack's words back in his face and it was particularly gratifying to see them react in much the same way Laura and I had responded to the rules for her rape. Jill was now breathing irregularly and Jack looked despondent, his shoulders were slumped and his chest was heaving. Now they understood what we had felt when we realized there was nothing we could do to prevent Laura's rape. "Let's start now. Jill, please stand up and turn with your back facing me." After a moment's hesitation, she did as I asked. I stepped forward and unlocked her handcuffs. "Jill, sit back down. Laura, please point your weapon directly at Jack's forehead. I'm going to cuff his legs. If either of them attempts anything, shoot Jack first and then Jill." Everyone complied and I soon had Jack immobilized. He wasn't going anywhere with his hands cuffed behind his back and his ankles shackled. Jill sat meekly on the sofa rubbing her wrists to restore circulation. I glanced at the clock over the mantle and was startled to realize that only fifteen minutes had passed since Jill had committed her extraordinary blunder and Laura had been well on her way to another orgasm. Laura must have decided it was time to get a better look at our intruders. For obvious reasons, she was curious about Jack. She got up from the hearth and walked over to him. Staring down at him, she reached out and yanked the mask from his head. After studying his face for another long moment, she returned to her seat on the hearth and looked up at me. I understood. "Jill, remove your mask," I directed. Jill did so. Later on, Laura and I both confessed that we were surprised at how normal they appeared. Jack was very good looking and Jill was really quite beautiful. Both had dark hair, high cheekbones, light olive skin and a full mouth. If I had to guess, I'd say their ancestors were from somewhere in southern Europe. Laura studied Jill for a long moment and then turned to me, smiling. "Looks like you're in for a treat. Please proceed." Jill was reacting much as Laura had the first time Jack announced his intentions. Her hands were clenched in her lap. Her concern was palpable. She already knew I was going to fuck her and she probably felt that her survival was in question. I decided to let her off the hook a little. "Jill, what happens to you when this night is done depends entirely on how cooperative you are from now on. Please stand up and remove your clothing. Remember that Laura has her weapon trained on Jack's right knee." Jack groaned and turned his head away. Jill removed her shoes and then got slowly to her feet. "Face me," I commanded. Laura was seated on the hearth just to my left. When Jill turned she was standing in front of us about five feet away. With a sigh of resignation, she unbuttoned and removed her camouflage shirt and then hesitated. "Continue," I said. A moment later she stood before us in her underwear, trembling slightly. I simply nodded and she reached back to unclasp her bra. She had small but perfectly shaped breasts with erect, rose-colored nipples. I noticed that Laura was pretty much ignoring Jack who had slid over onto his side against the arm of the chair, his face contorted with anger and despair. He wasn't going anywhere and I knew that Laura had no intention of missing any of the show that was unfolding before her. "Now your panties, please." I had to give her credit. Like most women, she had learned the art of removing her panties in that seductive, come-fuck-me way that causes all men to take notice. I felt my cock begin to stiffen in response. The act was so automatic she was probably unaware she was giving a performance for the stranger who would soon fuck her against her will. Jill was now completely naked before me. Her head was bowed in surrender. Jack let out a groan. I could hear Laura's breathing quicken a little. Her capacity for repeated arousal still amazes me after all our years together. My guess was that she had not quite achieved her last orgasm when I charged into the bedroom and, as a result, would remain in a state of mild arousal for quite some time. If I was correct, watching me fuck Jill would keep her on edge. "Jill, a few minutes ago you were quite obviously aroused by what was going on in the bedroom. Are you still wet?" "What?" "You heard me, are you still wet?" "I...I don't know," she whispered. "Well, find out." I ordered. Jill understood exactly what I wanted her to do but she hesitated and Laura immediately cocked the hammer of her pistol. With no further delay, Jill reached down and cupped her pussy with one hand. Laura and I watched in fascination as she slowly inserted her middle finger and began to probe. My cock leaped to full attention. I suddenly found my shorts very confining. I unzipped them and stepped free. Jill looked directly at my cock, sighed audibly and announced, "I'm still wet. Very wet." Laura later told me she believed that was the turning point for Jill. She had become aroused, knew she was about to be fucked, and may have actually been looking forward to what was in store for her. "Give me your hand." Jill complied. I rose to my feet and led her back to the sofa. "Lie down and open your legs." I commanded, throwing a few more of Jack's words back in his face. "Wider." When Jill had done as I directed, I knelt between her legs and immediately thrust my cock deep into her pussy, just as Jack had done to Laura. Jill let out a soft moan and I heard Laura make a small sound of arousal. Jack remained silent. I began a slow, deep cadence. I suspected that Jill's intentions were the same as Laura's had initially been -- endure the ordeal and hope it would soon be over. However, I planned to overcome her resistance, just as Jack had done to Laura, and propel her into an orgasm. More than one if possible. It all depended on how sexually oriented Jill was and whether or not she was multiply orgasmic. I had no idea of the type of relationship she had with Jack. She seemed strangely tolerant of him fucking Laura but I didn't know how she would react to being fucked by a stranger in front of her husband. Clearly Jack didn't like it but I didn't yet know about Jill. It didn't take very long to find out. Within a few short minutes, Jill began to cry out and rock her pelvis in time with each of my strokes. I wanted to drive her to climax as soon as possible so I could take my time bringing her to any additional orgasms she might have. The moment she started counterthrusting against my cock, I increased my tempo and drove into her with greater force. Several minutes later she began a thin, high-pitched wail and I could feel her pussy contract rhythmically around my cock as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure engulfed her. I nearly came myself in response. Jill went limp on the sofa, her breath coming in gasps. I continued to thrust into her at a slower pace to hold her at a plateau of arousal until I decided how to fuck her next. While maintaining this cadence, I glanced up at Laura. She was clearly aroused. Had Jack not been there I'm certain she would have brought herself to another climax with her fingers. Instead she settled for a soft squirming motion with her legs crossed that she claims will maintain the pleasure of arousal without actually achieving orgasm. Jack had begun to take an interest in the proceedings. He was now staring intently at Jill's inert body. I suspected he was witnessing something he'd never seen before and was trying to take stock of everything that was happening. It was time for round two. I decided to take a chance on Jill's willingness to cooperate. I slowly withdrew my cock from her pussy which drew an encouraging murmur of protest from her. "Jill, I'm going to sit and I want you straddle me so Laura and Jack can see everything from a different perspective." A moment later she was poised above me with her knees on either side of my hips and her back to the room and its spectators. Before I could instruct her, she reached down and guided my cock up inside her, moaning softly as she did so. Placing her hands on my shoulders, she began to ride me very slowly. I knew that both Laura and Jack could see my glistening shaft moving in and out of Jill's pussy. I clasped her ass with both hands to help her ride. Within a few seconds I knew that this was a favored position for Jill. She was clearly an expert and she was definitely in charge. She changed pace often and varied the force of her descent from time to time. She began to cry out each time she plunged down on my cock. Her first orgasm nearly pushed me over the edge. Her second brought me even closer. A minute or two later she achieved her third with a primal scream that caused me to convulse violently as I spewed cum into her throbbing pussy. She collapsed against me and we held each other as our breath came in ragged gasps. Our breathing wasn't the only sound in the room. Laura was moaning softly and Jack's uneven breathing could be heard as well. After a few seconds I glanced over Jill's shoulder at Laura. She was still squirming slightly, her face was flushed, and she was smiling contentedly at me. When I looked at Jack, he was leaning forward in the chair with his head bowed. God only knew what he was thinking. Finally, Jill began to stir. She sat upright, still impaled on my cock, and looked down into my face. With a soft smile she disengaged and arose from the sofa to stand unsteadily in front of me, cum leaking out of her pussy. Like Laura had been, she was completely and beautifully disheveled. "I hope you've had enough," she said, "because I can't handle any more. If you tell me to do anything else, Laura will just have to start shooting. I have to sit down." And with that she turned and took a seat on the sofa next to me. We all sat in silence for a few minutes. Jack was the first to speak and he spoke directly to me. "I'll kill you for this if it's the last thing I ever do!" "You'll do nothing of the sort." said Jill disdainfully. "This has gone far enough. We all need to end this now." I opened my mouth to speak but Laura cut me off as she addressed Jill. "So, what do you propose?" "Well," replied Jill, "you can go ahead and call the cops if you want but the whole thing will be a mess. I think your earlier assessment was correct, particularly now that you'll have to explain how two rapes occurred with different participants. And then there's the matter of the illegal weapons. They are not traceable to us. The cops are just as likely to believe they belong to you. Unregistered possession of either one is a felony." Again I opened my mouth and was once more cut off by Laura. It appeared that the women were going to resolve the situation. This was bizarre. One completely naked woman and one scantily clad one, both beautiful, and both thoroughly rumpled from sex, were calmly discussing how to pretend that a variety of serious crimes had never taken place. And here I was sitting there stark naked listening to it all. I couldn't wait to hear Laura's reply. "I agree with you," said Laura. "We're past the point of police involvement. The best thing for all of us is for you and your husband to leave now and stay out of our lives forever. We will not pursue you if we have some assurance that Jack will not try to carry through on his threat to Kevin." "He won't do anything. That was just injured pride talking. He'll get over it. We will leave, with your permission, and you will never be bothered by us again." "That'll work, but we'll hang on to the weapons just for a little security." said Laura. "Kevin, put some clothes on and give the handcuff key to Jill." Five minutes later, everyone had their clothing back on, Jack was unshackled, and they were ready to depart. "Jill, give me both keys. The handcuff key and the house key," demanded Laura. Jill handed over the key to the cuffs and turned to her husband with her hand out, palm up. When Jack didn't respond, she waggled her fingers impatiently. With an exaggerated sigh, Jack reached into a pocket and slapped the key sharply into her hand. Without a word, Jill passed the key over to Laura. "Is this the only one you have?" Laura asked. "We only needed one," Jill replied *** It was dawn as we watched them cross our back yard and disappear into the woods. Laura turned to me. "We've been up all night and I need some sleep but I have one small problem." "What's that?" I inquired. "Watching you fuck Jill, or whatever her name is, got my motor revving again." "Well, we started out last night on the sofa. We could pick up where we left off." "And where exactly was that?" Laura asked with a smile as she began to unbutton her dress. "I believe I was finger fucking you." "That's the way I remember it too. Shut the blinds this time." ***** (As a means of improving my writing, I encourage readers to vote and comment. Constructive thoughts, suggestions, and criticisms are always appreciated. All honest comments will be retained and taken into consideration when I write stories in the future.)