His cock still inside her, Rick smiled at me and said, "Damn your wife is tight! I liked fucking her even more than when we fucked her sister!"
I snapped back to reality, rushing toward the bed and pushing Rick to the floor. "What the fuck?!" I yelled.
He looked up at me, smiling, but I couldn't help but stare at my wife's defiled pussy. "You and Zack were fucking your sister-in-law, so when I came in here looking for my phone and saw Claire's ass I figured I might as well give it a try!"
"You just raped my wife!" I stammered, as he continued to smile.
"What? No! You spiked the girls' drinks, and we're having a sex party, right? It's all just fun," he said, as I blankly stared at him. I really couldn't tell if he thought what he had done was ok with me. "I want a go in her butt next! Ass fucking sisters... hoowee! What a good night!"
"Get the fuck out of my house," I said, throwing his clothes at him.
"Hey, what about us fucking her pussy together then? I heard Rachel saying Claire never let you double up on her like that before. Let's live the dream, man!" he said, genuinely excited.
I dragged Rick up from the floor by the arm and pushed him toward the door.
"Can I wait for an Uber downstairs and maybe have a couple more pours of that Pappy while I wait?" he said, as I half-pushed him down the stairs. Seconds later, he was on the front porch in his underwear and shirt.
"If you ever tell anyone about tonight, don't worry about Tim killing you. If I find you first, death will be the least of your concerns," I spat at him, and he continued to smile at me with a happy and guilt-free expression that may have turned to slight confusion as I slammed the door in his face.
I rushed back up the stairs in a daze. Claire was sleeping soundly in our bed, her bikini top pushed up over her amazing, full breasts and her legs still spread apart. I removed the bikini and carried her fully naked body to the guest bedroom, where Zack was now on top of Rachel, pounding deeply into her pussy, her moans battling against the volume of the music.
"God fucking damn it," I said, dropping Claire in the bed, beside her sister. "Your fucking asshole friend Rick fucked Claire." The obvious despair in my voice broke through the sexual revelry in the room.
"What?!" reacted Zack, pulling out of Rachel and standing beside me. I couldn't help but stare at the two sisters, lying naked, side-by-side, both their legs apart and their pussies on full display. Claire was shaved clean, as usual, and Rachel had the thin landing strip I had enjoyed discovering for the first time earlier in the evening. Their pussy lips both puffed out and curled in, separating the space between their large clits at the top and inviting, pink holes below. Rachel had a darker tint around the edges of her lips, while Claire's were pink throughout. Otherwise, the sisters seemed to have identical pussies.
Rachel propped herself up, staring at me, then at Claire. "He did what?" she asked.
I exhaled, shaking my head. "I walked in on Rick fucking Claire. He nutted in her and then had the balls to ask me if he could fuck her in the ass or double-fuck her with me."
"But you were her first and only," Rachel said with a smile. "I mean, until that happened." This was a flash of the bitch in her returning, and I wasn't in the mood to deal with it. I dropped between Claire's legs, sinking my cock into her wet pussy and eliciting a moan. Then I climbed between her sister's legs and did the same.
I looked Rachel squarely in the eyes. "Her pussy is tighter than yours," I said, standing back up.
Her eyes squinted as she responded. "Well sure, after I took both of your dicks at the same time." She gestured to Claire's pussy. "You should double penetrate your wife too, Jake. I saw Zack staring at her tits at your wedding, just like he's staring at her pussy now too. Look how hard he is."
"Shut up!" I spat back at her.
"Tonight was about putting me in my place, right? You did that. Congratulations. You showed me and your friends that I'm your little cum slut. You all did whatever you wanted to me," Rachel said calmly, as she ran her hand up her Claire's body, stopping to cup her sister's breast. "But your fantasy wasn't stuffing two dicks into my cunt, was it?" Rachel moved her hand down to Claire's pussy, spreading her lips apart. "You still want to stretch her wide, don't you? Here's your chance, and she'll never even know it happened."
I stared at the floor. My wife wasn't part of my plan for the evening. I had slipped her a heavy dose of her own sedative so I could spend the night fucking her sister. I never imagined that someone else would do the same thing to Claire.
We only had one, maybe two, more hours before the effects of the pills started to wear off the ladies. I knew there wasn't time to have long internal debates. I needed to act now on my carnal predilections, or not at all. I took a deep breath then nodded, accepting the blame for what had happened and leaning in to my desire to live out my true fantasy. "You're right, Rachel. I do want that," I said, then turned to Zack. "I want to kill Rick for raping Claire, but now that I'm not the only person who's fucked her..."
"You sure?" Zack cut me off.