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Screwed Every Which Way

 

Don glanced at the clock on the wall for at least the twentieth time in as many minutes, wishing time would go faster. He had left work early to beat his wife home, as well as run a couple `errands,' and now he had a very special surprise in store for her. So excited—and aroused—was he that he could barely sit still.

 

At least his ass was no longer sore. It had been a couple weeks since he had chosen to physically take an invasion of his ass rather than deal with the figurative version of having his witch of a mother-in-law over for a week. He was certain he had been correct in assuming that the former was much less painful than the latter. Still, it had not been painless either. He hadn't realized just how tight his ass was until Sheila tried to force that massive phallus into it. In retrospect, going from nothing to that hadn't been the best idea. Fortunately, his wife had been true to her word, going slowly and minimizing his discomfort.

 

And then, the unthinkable had happened. As the huge phallus moved within him, barely entering at first but gradually going deeper and deeper, he found himself getting hard. It was the strangest kind of arousal; his brain and his body didn't seem to be on the same page. Because he wouldn't say that what was going on back there felt good, and yet… Perhaps his wife had sensed his dilemma, because she didn't seem surprised at his rigidity when she reached around and grasped him firmly in one hand. She stroked him, her hand sometimes moving in time with her hips, sometimes setting its own separate rhythm. It was not long before he felt his release approaching, closing on him like a speeding train, driven by the delicious friction of her hand and the mystifying friction in his rear. When it hit, his orgasm was so powerful that he arched onto his knees and came hard enough to splatter his seed on the wall above the headboard. And that, at least, had felt good…very good.

 

Oh, but he had paid for his pleasure over the next few days with a very sore ass. Neither of them had brought up the idea of another go since. He sensed it was something he might ask for occasionally. Back to the present, today's surprise wasn't really about payback, but Sheila's little stunt had given him an idea. He heard the front door open and grinned evilly. Oh yes, this would be a very enjoyable evening.

 

“Honey? You here?” she called, having obviously seen his car parked in the garage.

 

“I'm upstairs, dear!” he shouted back, standing to meet her as he heard her footsteps on the stairs.

 

“You're home early,” she stated just before coming into view. Her eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight of him, clad only in the black leather pants she had gotten him two years ago, wearing a sultry smirk. She grinned as response; his attire, combined with the fact that he was home early, meant he had some fun planned.

 

“Yep,” he replied, “and I have a surprise for you. Ladies?” he said, speaking over his shoulder.

 

Sheila gasped as two nearly-naked women strutted out of the bathroom door, and again as she realized who they were. Her mouth went dry when she discovered that each of them wore, in addition to a black string bikini, a large strap-on dildo around her loins. Sheila gulped, having a pretty good idea where this encounter was headed.

 

“K-Kate? Jessica? Wh-what're you doing here?” she stuttered. Kate and Jessica were a lesbian couple who lived up the street, and also their close friends. She and Don had even attended a few rallies in support of gay marriage, both for moral support and because they agreed with their position. Sheila had never done anything sexual with either of the two women, but it appeared that was about to change. It was actually Don who answered her question, however.

 

(**see Disclaimer below**)

 

“You remember last year when you told me you've always wanted to have three men at once, and I was too jealous to let it happen? Well, I think I found a good solution.”

 

Sheila exhaled slowly, analyzing her quandary. She had said that…and it was still a fantasy of hers. But she couldn't quite wrap her head around Don's logic. Letting her sleep with two other men was not okay, but bringing in two women with dildos was fine? The male psyche was a strange animal. Even so, this was as close as she was probably going to get to a foursome while married to Don. She respected his boundaries, though. She knew she would be pretty upset if he asked to sleep with three women at the same time, and she felt no small amount of jealousy at the current situation. He had probably anticipated her reaction, which explained why Kate and Jessica were at least partly clothed. But still…

 

“I don't know…”

 

“Just relax, baby,” her husband said, moving around behind her and massaging her tense shoulders. “They're not interested in me, nor I in them. We're all here for you,” he purred in her ear, shifting so he could whisper sensually in the other, “only you.”

 

Sheila felt an involuntary shiver run through her. What would it feel like, to have three cocks inside her at one time? Her gaze shifted to the two black phalluses before her, and her tongue darted out to lick her lips. Unseen by her, Don nodded to the Kate and Jessica, and the two grinning vixens approached.

 

Sheila moaned at the feel of so many hands stroking, squeezing, and rubbing her flesh. Six hands, too many to keep track of, gently freed her from her clothing and led her to the bed. Gazing up at her three lovers, she felt like a mouse cornered by a trio of starving cats. Kate and Jessica lay down on either side of her, tenderly kissing her neck and running their fingers along her arms. Sheila's breathing became heavier, her heartbeat racing; they seemed to know exactly how to play her body like the finest instrument, her sensitivity heightened by their skill and expertise. Hands and then lips found her breasts, wringing more moans and squeals of delight from her. She cried out when one of them bit down on her nipple and pulled, the pain only adding to the fire burning down below. That was when she felt the familiar warmth of her husband's tongue on her clit.

 

For a few heavenly minutes, Don had simply stood back and watched the erotic display. Just because he had no interest in fucking either Kate or Jessica didn't mean the sight of them pleasuring his wife wasn't incredibly arousing. Finally, he could stand to be idle no longer. He leaned in close, amazed at how wet Sheila was. Already a small pool of her juices was soaking into the bedspread. The foreplay already being taken care of, Don decided to skip right to something he knew would drive her wild.

 

She nearly bucked completely off the mattress when he pressed his tongue against her engorged clit. He held it there, maintaining contact as she shuddered and shook, her cries of ecstasy reaching a new volume now. Pulling away for a few seconds, he gave her a moment to catch her breath before diving right in again.

 

Sheila was lost, overwhelmed by sensation. She felt like a stranger in her own body, the pleasure crushing her yet simultaneously raising her spirit to new heights. Eager mouths at her breasts and core, sensual hands on her stomach, smooth legs rubbing against her own…it was too much. She came violently, riding out her pleasure until her sweaty, exhausted body collapsed quivering into the mattress. It was some time before she could muster the muscle coordination necessary to open her eyes. When she did, she spied her husband smiling down at her.

 

“You ready, baby?” he asked, his tone genuine. If she said she wanted to stop now, they would, no questions asked. But chickening out now was the farthest thing from her mind; her body was recovering, reinvigorating, readying itself for more. She reached up and cupped the back of his neck, pulling him down to meet her lips. His kiss did something to her which nothing else could. In it she found safety, confidence, love, and a hundred other things which transcended the physical. But the physical aspect was nice too. Snaking her hand between them, she grasped his erection and squeezed it firmly.

 

Don took the hint, quickly aligning himself with her entrance and pushing inside her wet, inviting heat. Both of them moaned, but instead of thrusting as he normally would, he reached for her legs, pulling them up and bending them at the knee. Then he took a firm grip on her torso and rolled them over so that she straddled him, her alluring backside in the air. Don palmed both her toned cheeks, spreading them. Sheila felt the cool air against her anus, and wrapped her arms tightly around her husband's neck, a little nervous at what was coming. She hissed at the flash of cold as an unseen finger applied lubricant to her tender rosebud, a sound which quickly shifted to hitching breaths and sighs as the digit wormed its way inside. Another soon joined in, stretching her in preparation for the monster eagerly awaiting its turn.

 

When the fingers pulled away, Sheila did her best to relax. Despite the newness of this particular act, she was no stranger to anal sex. How different could it be? She found out the instant the rounded head of the dildo pressed against her puckered rear entrance. Already filled by her husband's cock, she imagined the dildo as some sort of strange invader. But the insistent pressure against her anus was anything but unpleasant, the passage made far easier by the lube. She cried out, arching her back as the phallus moved past her entrance and pushed deep inside her, halting when Kate's hips nestled against her cheeks.

 

Sheila was struck by an overpowering sensation of fullness. Stuffed with hardness, she felt them rub against each other through her thin inner flesh as they began thrusting together. Sheila's eyes snapped shut, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the bed sheets as tightly as she could. Something nudged repeatedly against her cheek, and she looked up to see Jessica leering down at her, the dildo demanding entrance to her only remaining hole. Fucked into submission by the two cocks inside her, she obediently opened her mouth. The artificial taste of the dildo didn't bother her, even as it touched the back of her throat, temporarily cutting off her air supply. She descended fully into carnality, her pleasured cries and moans muffled by the phallus in her mouth, the delighted sounds erotic music to the ears of her three lovers. She felt her body winding tight, the heat, the friction, the fullness too much to bear. With a shuddering cry, she exploded in cumming which would last for hours…

 

 

“Thanks for coming over, ladies,” Don told Kate and Jessica. The three of them, now dressed, stood in the bedroom admiring their handiwork. Sheila was curled up in a ball on top of the bedspread, covered only by a blanket taken from the closet, sleeping like a baby. And no wonder; they had fucked her every which way. Repeatedly.

 

“No problem,” Kate replied.

 

“It was our pleasure,” Jessica added with a playful wink.

 

“So…” Don hedged, “are you available for Sheila's birthday?”

 

 

Disclaimer: I write this in anticipation of criticism I think I may receive. Please do not assume that I believe Kate and Jessica are representative of all gay and lesbian couples. It is not my belief that gay and lesbian couples cannot remain monogamous. Kate and Jessica are probably atypical in that regard. I only wrote them that way because it was necessary for the story. I assure you once and for all I bear no prejudice or ill will toward persons of sexual orientation different from my own.