It was sometime in late 1997, when Charlot had her first sandwich. It was a warm night, ideally suited for sex. We had not planned to do anything, it just happened, one of those time, place and circumstances things.
We were hanging around the house, polishing off a bottle of wine and doing nothing in particular. I was amusing myself by perving up her short cotton sun dress at every opportunity. Charlot gave me plenty of opportunities.
My voyeurism was interrupted by the telephone, which Charlot answered. She was leaning forward, resting her elbows on the breakfast bar. As she spoke I lay down on the floor with my head between her legs, getting a glorious view of her pink cotton panties. Charlot reached between her silken and pulled aside her undies, revealing her lightly forested love tunnel, and began slowly stroking herself.
As I lay there watching, I tuned in to the telephone conversation. It was my mate, Jim. He was in town for some reason and was coming up to visit, if that was OK with us. It was. Charlot had not been fucked by Jim in some years, but I had a feeling that she would be tonight.
Jim duly arrived and we spent some time drinking and talking until our daughter went to sleep. I put on a porno movie and Jim and I sat down on our convertible couch. We watched for a short time before Charlot came and sat between us. I suggested that we get my home-made production of Charlot and put it on. When Charlot agreed I knew she was aroused.
When I returned with the video, I saw that Charlot had unfolded the couch and was nestled into Jim, his arm about her. I started the video and we were soon watching a scene of my wife masturbating herself, enthralled by Charlot's ability to fit a multitude of objects in her capacious cunt. I slipped my hand under her dress and kneaded her pussy through her panties. Jim took this as his signal and began pashing my wife and fondling her breasts.
Charlot removed Jim's tongue from her throat and sat up. She unzipped her dress and removed it. Clad only in her pink Antz Pantz she reached for Jim and resumed her ardent tongue probing of his mouth. Jim groped her naked breasts, arousing her intensely. I knew by her reaction to having her breasts stimulated that Charlot was ready to party. I put one tit in my mouth and sucked vigorously on the nipple as Jim squeezed the other with his hand. I reached down under her knickers and caressed her clit. Jim's hand joined mine, his fingers disappearing into her slit.
Charlot's stifled moans escaped from their embrace as she gripped Jim tightly, her pelvis thrusting against the two handed stimulation she was receiving. We increased the tempo of our fingering. She screamed as her body shuddered ecstatically as wave upon wave of delirious orgasm exploded from the depths of her cunt.
Jim lay my quaking wife down, still kissing and fingering her, as I removed her undies. Her orgasm had not fully abated when a second one stirred in her loins, causing her to spasm against his hand once more.
Charlot broke the embrace and cried out "Fuck me". Jim quickly mounted her in a classic missionary position. Charlot wrapped her arms tightly about him and hungrily returned her mouth to his. She pounded her hips wildly at Jim's thrusting cock as her third orgasm wracked her helpless body. She kept coming and coming as Jim hammered her pelvis, fast approaching his own peak. She was still coming when Jim, with a loud grunt, ejected his hot sperm in her.
"Don't stop. Please. Oh, I'm coming again," she cried, humping him as a fourth orgasm overlapped the third. Jim kept pumping his softening cock into Charlot's drenched pussy until her paroxysms gradually subsided.
Jim withdrew his limp, sated, cock from my wife and put it in her mouth. Charlot drained the residue of their lust from his cock and looked at me, panting, as she put her hand between her thighs and smeared his come and her juices into her pussy.
Charlot was by no means fulfilled but it was obvious that Jim could only be a spectator for a while. Now, it was my turn.
"I want you to fuck my arse," she beckoned.
I love fucking my wife in the arse. I love it more when people are watching. It is even better when my friends sodomise her as I watch. I adore the way she ardently abases herself for me. I know she enjoys adulterating herself when I watch and I think that she, also, is secretly proud of her depravity.
Jim moved out of the way as Charlot lewdly spread her legs for me and lifted her freckle, fervently awaiting its impending violation.
My cock was rock hard. We needed no lubrication as Jim's come had ran out of her pussy and into her arse. I put the tip of my cock to her, coating it with Jim's come, and slowly inserted it into her tight little shit hole. Charlot cried out in pain and I stopped.
"Am I hurting you?" I asked. "Uh huh." she whimpered. "But don't stop. I want you in me."
I resumed the forward pressure on her as she grunted through clenched teeth. Charlot is no anal virgin but, my god, she was tight this night. I soon felt her arse give as my cockhead passed the sphincter, allowing it to pervade the nether regions of her anal passage.
I rested there for a while, allowing her to become accustomed to me, then slowly began a piston like motion. Gradually her resistance ebbed and I was soon vigorously plunging in and out of her with some force. Charlot began rubbing her clit with her fingers, moaning delightedly. Her arse was mine but her eyes were for Jim.
"Do you like that?" she asked, grinding her arse back on my cock as I shoved it in her hole. "Can you see how I can take it? Can you see my arse being fucked?"
Jim just nodded as he stared at my thrusting cock ramming her engorged rectum. I knew what Charlot was up to, she was dirty talking herself into an orgasm
"Do you want to fuck my bum, Jim, do you?" she asked obscenely, now moving her hips in time with mine.