This story is based on a fantasy of a friend. It was written for him using his basic ideas. It contains non consent, MMMF, and a wife being used with the husbands consent. If this offends you, read no further. Furthermore if you read this thinking it is all true, please be aware that it set on the planet 'Clean' which is free of STD's and unwanted pregnancies. There are no such thing as cheating slut wives, wimp husbands, and broken marriages etc. etc.
If you choose to read on I really hope that you enjoy it and will take a second to vote, but you have been warned. Do not bother writing to me to tell me the error of my ways, I know all that! Constructive feedback is very welcome, and I will reply to e-mails. Moralistic nonsense will be deleted! You are in the wrong place for that.
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As she slowly clicked through the images of herself being fucked and spunked over by Wayne, Jim and her husband, she became frozen with shock. Her husband that she loved and trusted had actually let their friends fuck her while she slept! She had a sneaking suspicion that Terry had done this himself on the odd occasion, but this was entering an entirely different league!
Once more she scanned through the pictures, this time taking more note of the detail.
There was Wayne with his cock in her mouth, grinning at the camera and holding a thumb up, another with Terry holding a cock in each hand, feeding one into her mouth and one into her pussy, whatever was he thinking of? So it went on, finishing with her slumped on the bean bag with what looked like to lots of cum running down her face and on to her tits. My God! What a cheap slut I he's made me look!
The question now was what to do about it. Kick Terry out, have then arrested for rape? Obviously Terry had given his consent, but she certainly hadn't. She needed time to think before tackling Terry. Her mind worked overtime as she flicked back through the sordid images.
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First things first! She called Claire back to tell her that Terry had the camera with him, so she would be unable to borrow it today.
She then quickly copied the images on to a CD and wiped them from the computer. The next thing was to put the camera back where she had found it so as not to let Terry suspect that she had seen anything.
With all this done she had time to think, and could try to act normally until she had made her decision.
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Later that evening, they had just finished dinner when Wayne called round, she felt butterflies in her stomach as he entered the lounge, but had to try to act as though the situation was normal.
"Hi Wayne, I wasn't expecting to see you again so soon, can I fix you a drink?" She asked, with a smile, but thinking, you big bastard, how many hours did you spend working your cock into me?
"Hey great, I'll have a beer if that's OK, you joining us?"
She thought there was a trace of a leer on his face as he asked, but she chose to ignore it.
"Not tonight," She answered with a smile. "I think I had more than I could cope with last night!" She quietly thought, maybe I should be on the phone to your wife letting her know what you get up to while you're out!
"Ah, pity," Sighed Wayne, "You probably slept through the best part of the evening, we had some fun after we got back here didn't we Terry? You know, a few shots, good music and stuff. Great night!"
She noticed Terry visibly cringe as he hastily ushered Wayne in to the kitchen. She smiled inwardly, maybe she could have some fun with this!
As the weeks went by, Yuki managed to keep herself under control, Terry had no idea that she knew about the photos. The problem now was that she couldn't resist going back to the photos when she had the house to herself. The thought of being fucked by the three of them was starting to have an effect on her. As she flicked through the pictures she could feel a tingle of longing in her pussy, she would let her hand fall between her thighs, stimulating herself as she imagined how it would have felt had she been awake. How would she have managed to cope with three hard cocks all vying for her attention?
These thoughts continued to play on her mind, and now, when she made love to Terry she was driven into overdrive as she thought about sucking another cock while he fucked her. She also began to like the idea of having another cock or two ready to satisfy her after he had finished. Could she really cope with all that? But then she thought to herself, I have haven't I. Must be easy really, I can do it in my sleep!
She also noticed that Terry had become more enthusiastic lately. He would often pull out of her pussy so that she could suck him a bit more, before plunging back in and riding her really hard. Perhaps they were both having the same secret thoughts.
Slowly Yuki began to want this to happen and began to form a loose plan.
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It was September when Terry announced over breakfast one morning that he had received an e-mail from Jim saying that he would be back in Washington in mid December, and asking if they could put him up for a few days.
Yuki definitely liked the idea of seeing Jim again, and from the photos it would seem that Terry was very happy to put Jim up! Now her mind began to work overtime as she began to formulate a definite plot!
***
I was surprised to receive an e-mail from Yuki. I read through the general chat until I came to the last paragraph. She remembered that I had mentioned buying my wife a pair of made to measure leather thigh boots from France, if she gave me the details, she asked if I would order her a pair to take out with me. It was to be a surprise for Terry so I was under the threat of death if I mentioned it him. Of course, I told her that I would be delighted, so long as I got to see her in them. I liked the idea of seeing her those, I wondered if she would wear them to a party!
A few days later she sent the required measurements and they were duly ordered. The boots turned up in early December, in plenty time for my trip back to the States!
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It was just over a week before Christmas when Terry collected me once more from the airport. With my business finished I was looking forward to a few days stay with him and Yuki, though I wasn't expecting a repeat of the kind of fun that the last trip had offered.
On the way home I asked if he'd had any repercussions from my last visit, but he dismissed the question with a wave of his hand,
"I told you before, when she's had a drink she'll sleep through anything, but don't get any ideas, that was a one off!"
We ate out that evening and Yuki retired as soon as we arrived home. It was about one in the morning when Terry and I gave in and went off to our respective rooms.
Next morning, Yuki collected the boots from me while Terry was showering, and scurried off to hide them. I was a bit disappointed as I had been looking forward to seeing her try them on. Later that day however, she surprised me by giving me a big kiss as a thank you and told me that they were a perfect fit! Damn, no viewing!
We decide to eat in that night as Yuki wanted to cook us a Japanese meal, Wayne had been invited over as his wife was away at her mothers with the kids, getting the Christmas visit out of the way.
Over the meal, Yuki told us that she was doing a Christmas visit to an old peoples home the next day, something that she did every year for a local charity, only this year Santa had become ill so she was going to replace him. As Terry would be working, I agreed to drive her over there, and bring her back afterwards.
I cringed when Wayne asked how she was going to get away with being so clean shaven, I thought that was a bit close, but I guess it was just my guilty conscience! Yuki just laughed and said they had been told it would be a Mrs Santa this year.
The drinks continued to flow after the meal and I noticed Yuki getting a herself a few large Bacardi and cokes.
The conversation came back round to her Santa outfit, and Terry suggested that she put it on to see what we all thought. Laughing, she promised to show us before the end of the evening.
