The story so far: Olwen has agreed to mentor Wendy, a staid English actress, who has become disillusioned with being typecast. She has asked her agent to get her a role in an adult film, and Wendy is staying at the remote home of Olwen and her cuckold Richard in order to learn about the lifestyle of a Hot Wife and a cuckold. At the conclusion of Chapter 2, Wendy was being allowed to give Richard his regular Saturday afternoon milking.
There was a hiss of agony from Richard and then Wendy announced, "I'm in!"
She steadied herself by gripping Richard's waist and then, gently at first, she began to move back and forth. For a novice, she was doing one hell of a job of pegging my cuckold.
I switched my rabbit on and a low buzz filled the room. It was accompanied by the regular slap of Wendy's thighs against Richard as she built up a rhythm. The only other sounds in the room were Wendy and my heavy breathing, and the occasional whimper from Richard.
"Don't forget, cucky," I said breathlessly as my juices started to flow, " you need to inform Ms Wendy and myself when you start to cum."
"Yes dear," replied my very submissive cuckold.
END OF CHAPTER TWO. NOW READ ON...
Things were developing nicely as Wendy continued to peg Richard and my rabbit induced a lovely warm, wet feeling in my cunt. Then the bloody phone started to ring.
"Fuck's sake!" I muttered, and I scrambled off the bed and hurried downstairs to answer it.
I could see from the caller identification display that it was Cindy, my best friend and fellow Hot Wife, so I picked up the phone.
"You know just when to ring," I mock scolded her. "I'm just watching Wendy pegging Richard. This had better be important!"
"Darling, I've fucked up," Cindy began, and I could tell from the tremour in her voice that she was really upset.
"What's wrong, Cin?" I asked. "Can I help in any way?"
"I hope so," Cindy replied. "Jonathan's on his way here with a friend that he is hoping to recruit to his Wife Fuckers Club."
Jonathan was Cindy's younger brother, a handsome rogue who got away with most things due to the fact that he had a huge cock which was capable of fucking a woman, cumming like a waterfall and being ready to go again a few minutes later. I knew all this because a few years ago, he'd fucked me, and Richard had commented that he'd never had such a massive cream pie to clean up.
I also knew that Jonathan came home occasionally to fuck his big sister. He had a high powered job somewhere in the City of London, and had formed an exclusive club together with some of his fellow workers to de-stress at weekends. This club went by the name of The Wife Fuckers, and the clue was in the name. Both Cindy and I were honorary members, and had enjoyed a couple of sessions with Jonathan and his friends.
"So?" I asked, in answer to Cindy's statement that her brother was on his way. "Don't tell me you can't manage the both of them? I know for a fact that you do double penetration better than most of us. What's the problem?"
"The problem is this," Cindy replied patiently. "I've been nagging Neil to get us an invitation to this society I'd heard about ages ago. It's a Swinger's Club, but one with a difference. All the women are Hot Wives, and they have parties with their boyfriends and their bulls. But they bring their cuckolds along for clean up."
"That sounds like fun," I replied. "I wouldn't mind going to a party like that."
"You have to be recommended by a member," Cindy explained. "Once you've been to one party, you're in, so to speak, and can recommend someone else. Neil's been trying to get a recommendation for months. And of course, Sod's Law says that the very weekend my brother and his potential recruit come to visit, Neil and I finally got an invite to attend one of these exclusive parties."
Cindy sounded both excited and yet frustrated.
"If we don't go, we'll never be invited again," she continued. "Look, darling, I know you've got your hands full with you-know-who staying with you. Sidney is thrilled with her progress, by the way. He's coming to the party with me tonight, of course."
I knew what was coming next, and my clit, already awake thanks to my rabbit, and begging for more stimulation, twitched.
"Do you think you could look after Jonathan and his friend tonight?" Cindy implored. "Under the circumstances, I wouldn't impose on you, but I'm desperate. Can you leave Wendy to look after Richard for the evening, and come round here and fuck Jonathan and his mate?"
"I don't know, Cindy," I teased. "Wendy's still learning the ropes. I don't think she's ready to play unsupervised yet."
"Oh bollocks!" wailed Cindy. "Isn't it fucking typical? An opportunity like this comes along, and now I'm going to have to tell Neil that he's not going to be able to fulfill his wish, and join the most exclusive Hot Wife and cuckold Swinger's Club in the country after all! What a bummer!"
I giggled.
"Cindy, my darling, you are so easy to wind up," I said down the phone. "Of course I'll entertain your lovely brother and his friend tonight. And I'll do even better than that. I intended taking Wendy down to the club tonight. She needs to get fucked. I was going to take her seeking, but now I don't have to! Two eligible men have appeared just in the nick of time! What time do you want us there?"
"We'll have to leave in about an hour," replied Cindy. "Neil's driving, of course because Sidney and I will be sitting in the back, getting ourselves ready for a night of sucking and fucking! And Jonathan and his mate, he's called Sebastian by the way, are due here by seven o'clock. So I'll leave him a note on the kitchen table. Do you want to come here, or shall I send them up to you? Or, as you were intending to go to the club this evening, do you want to meet them there?"
I considered all three options, and eventually reached a decision.
"I'll bring Wendy down to yours," I replied. "It will be fun to leave Richard home alone. He'll have been milked by then, so he can watch some porn and be ready to clean us both up when we get back. I think Jonathan will be happier operating on familiar territory."
"Darling Olwen, you're a life saver!" gushed Cindy. "I owe you big time!"
"Yes, you do," I chuckled, "and I'll be calling in my debt at some point."
"Anything for my best friend and fellow Hot Wife," Cindy promised. "Must go, darling. My cunt hair is stubbly and needs a trim!"
"Enjoy yourself, you dirty bitch!" I quipped. I knew exactly the favour I was going to extract from Cindy as a reward for saving her bacon. She'd said 'Anything.' I wondered if 'Anything' included letting me strap on and fuck my sexy, but strictly heterosexual best friend?
I hurried back upstairs. I could hear Richard whimpering and Wendy's heavy breathing before I got into my bedroom. What a sight greeted me when I entered the room!
Wendy was really giving Richard what for! She thrust in and out of his arse vigorously, and his legs were beginning to go. He looked up as I got back onto the bed and smiled weakly at me.
"I'm right on the edge," he gasped. "I can feel that I'm about to cum."
I looked at Wendy, whose face was flushed and her mouth was slack as she worked hard at pegging my cuckold.
"You're doing a great job," I encouraged her. "He'll start oozing in a minute. Don't stop now. We want him drained, remember."
"This is bloody hard work!" Wendy gasped. "My thighs are screaming! Can't I stop once he starts to cum?"
I thought for a minute and considered the possibilities.
