It was my dream come true. Sonya, on my living room floor, naked and fucking herself with a dildo. Carol, my wife, also naked, and nonchalantly shoving a huge, phallic vegetable up her own pussy, not the least bit concerned that her sister was right there seeing her do it. But it was also a fucking nightmare!
Knowing that I was currently working with barely three inches in the cock department meant that there was nothing I could do with this unbelievable opportunity. If things were normal, I'd be able to drop my pants and have my way with the both of them - I just knew it. But, if I tried it now, they'd both just laugh and I'd probably go off and shoot a pathetic little squirt of jizz onto the floor and humiliate myself further. Damn this game!
But, then again, this never would have happened at all without the perverse interference from the twisted gods who put me in this situation in the first place. At least I could store this away in my mental spank bank and jerk off to it all later.
"What's going on?" I say, trying not to sound like I'm accusing anyone of anything.
"What does it look like?" Carol said, sounding like a brazen tease...which she decidedly wasn't. "Sonya and I were talking about the bachelorette party we went to the other night, and we got a little...turned on. One thing led to another, and before you know it we decided to masturbate together." She pulled the cucumber from her pussy, gave it a sensual lick, and slipped it back in.
Sonya, meanwhile, pushed her dildo as far in as it could go with a loud moan. "You don't mind, do you?"
"No, no, of course not," I answered quickly, and could feel my stupid dicklette cumming in my pants again. Damn it. "It's just that...this is all...so...unexpected."
"Oh, and why is that?" Carol went to squat in front of Sonya, spreading her legs and fucking herself with part of tonight's salad.
"I never thought...because you don't...um...you're sisters..." was all I could think of to say.
"Who do you think taught me how to masturbate?" Sonya asked, watching the lewd show my wife was putting on for her. "Didn't she ever tell you? We used to play with ourselves together all the time when we were growing up." Sonya looked over her shoulder and gave me a saucy wink. "And more."
Carol took this as her cue to pull out the cucumber, and offer herself up. Sonya lunged forward tongue first and began licking her sister's clit. My mind was blown - and I was on the verge of breaking down and crying. I suspected that the gods had something to do with this. Such cruel bastards.
"Oh, fuck," Carol cried out. "I haven't had my pussy licked this good in years," she panted and pressed her crotch into Sonya's face. The wet sound of my wife getting her pussy eaten by her sister was the most erotic thing I'd ever heard.
"Marc, fuck me," Sonya said between sucks. "Grab my dildo, and fuck me from behind. Hurry!"
I looked at Carol for permission. She looked back at me like I was some kind of idiot and nodded toward her sister's exposed cunt, like "what are you waiting for?" I quickly went to her and dropped to my knees.
Only the very butt end of the dildo was visible. I pinched it with a thumb and forefinger, and delicately drew it out of her very wet vagina, then eased it back in.
"Oh, fuck, yeah," she wailed. "Don't hold back, fuck me like you mean it."
My little cock tensed, and more cum filled my pants. This was well beyond premature ejaculation. I pumped the large, rubber dong in and out of my sister-in-law's well-lubricated pussy. The smell was intoxicating. And to think, I'd had that pussy - I've had my dick in there. It was just a day ago, but it seemed like a lifetime away. Now I had nothing to offer. Even at full strength, I would barely tickle her opening...if I could even get that far. What the fuck was I going to do?
I had to figure out ways to make Carol orgasm without the help of my useless dick. I had never been accused of being a creative lover. I didn't know any tricks or special techniques. I used to eat her pussy, back when she would let me, but apparently, I wasn't all that good at it based on how much she was enjoying her sister's mouth just then. I had to figure something out.
But, I couldn't tear my eyes away from Sonya's asshole. It was a thing of beauty, even though I'm not all that into buttholes. Yes, I'd fucked her, but that was with the lights out, and the influence of the coin giving me a boost. The sight of her pussy and ass was beyond any of my fantasies. How could these two women be sisters, and yet be so different?
Or maybe they weren't really. Maybe it was me. Was it just because Sonya was like a new toy, and my wife was old news? Were our problems in the bedroom just a matter of perspective? My perspective? Sonya humped back into the dildo as I worked it in and out of her snatch. Not the time to be thinking about my lousy sex life, I needed to concentrate on the forbidden fruit that had fallen into my lap.
"Fuck me, Marc, yes! Fuck that pussy for me. Make me cum! Oh, yes, I'm going to cum! Fuuuuck meeeee! Aaaaiiieee!" I watched her holes convulse as her orgasm hit. It was a lovely thing to witness, but I couldn't help being a little upset that I had wasted this on Sonya. I should have been trying to make Carol cum. If I wanted to reverse this damned curse, I had to focus on her and figure out how I was going to not only get her to orgasm but to do it eight days in a fucking row!
Sonya collapsed onto the carpet, her body spent. This gave me a clear view of my wife, fucking herself with that fat cucumber like a crazy woman. Where did this wildcat come from? Was this the woman that groaned and swatted my dick away every time I tried to sex her up? I watched her fill her cunt with the impossibly thick vegetable and it dawned on me.
She was all worked up from thinking about the strippers from the other night. In her mind, it was one of those well-hung, oiled-up stud dicks from the strip show that was fucking her. I couldn't compete with that kind of girth, even when I was fully myself. Now that I was little more than a string bean, I had no hope of matching up.
"Oh, shit," Carol moaned, driving the cucumber in and out of her dripping pussy. "This really hits the spot, so good...so fucking good...that stretch...filling me up...so good." Under any other circumstances, this would have been amazingly sexy, but in my current state, it was a brutal insult. She needed something I couldn't give her. Something I wasn't able to give her, and never really could. I hadn't ever suspected she was a size queen, but maybe that's been her dirty little secret all along. No wonder she never wanted to bother with my relatively average cock. It wasn't that she was frigid like I had thought, it was that I wasn't able to satisfy her with my sub-par penis.
My feelings of inadequacy competed with my excitement at seeing my wife not only fuck herself but also performing illicit lesbian acts with her sister. I probably came at least two more times in my pants, but things were so wet down there already that I couldn't tell for sure. Then Carol suddenly pulled the huge, makeshift dildo out of her pussy hole and thrust herself toward her sister's face. "Suck me! Make me cum! Suck my cunt!"
Sonya stirred and did as she was commanded. I'd never seen my wife so aggressively sexual. Our entire marriage she was never like she was just then. Sonya's face was back between Carol's legs. I had a longing to fuck my wife like I never had before.
Carol grabbed the back of Sonya's head and shoved it into her pussy mercilessly. "Eat it, you fucking slut! C'mon, tongue fuck me! Make me cum all over your whore face, bitch. Eat my cunt hole, you dirty fucker!"
Her words degenerated into meaningless grunts and soon became a crescendo of yelps of ecstasy, unlike anything I'd ever heard from her before. I was never able to make her cum like that. Now that I heard what a true orgasm sounded like from her, I became aware of just how many of them were probably fake with me...all of them? I never really noticed, or maybe I never cared enough to notice. I was a shit husband all around.
As her orgasm sounded like it was winding down, things ramped back up suddenly. Sonya didn't let up and sucked her sister's clit for all she was worth. My wife was climaxing all over again. The mythical multiple orgasm. As familiar as I was with her body after all these years, that was something I'd never even come close to. Shit, I needed to figure this all out.
Carol finally finished her marathon orgasm and fell back, sweaty and depleted. Her sister crawled up next to her, and they wrapped each other in a naked embrace that caused another squirt in my pants. I was going to have to start wearing a diaper or something. The humiliations just kept piling up higher and higher.
I left them there on the living room floor, making out like a couple of horny teens. If I didn't know better, I would have guessed they were twins. Even hotter. I sullenly shuffled off to the bathroom, even though this should have been the best night of my life. How could I be so depressed and turned on at the same time? While I was toweling away my mess, I could hear them both going off again. These women were insatiable. I had to insert myself into the mix, for real - not just as a dildo wrangler. But did they even want me involved, or would I just spoil it?
I had to give Carol an orgasm, somehow. And maybe this was a good time - she was already primed, and it wouldn't take much for me to coax just one more climax out of her. I went and grabbed a fresh pair of boxers to cover my shame and hurried back to the living room.
Carol was sucking on her sister's tits as Sonya rubbed her pussy. These two were ravenous for each other. The Carol I knew would have been mortified for me to see her in such a compromising position before all this. The evil gods definitely had a hand in this.
I maneuvered behind Carol and got down on all fours. I grabbed her ass and went straight for her sopping wet pussy. My tongue went for her unusually hard clit, and my nose ended up in her fuck hole. It was better than I remembered. My wife's cunt...hot and horny. This was the woman I married. I could have this pussy whenever I wanted...technically. That's when I felt her pushing at my head.
"Marc, stop it! Are you crazy? Get out of there..." she pushed again, but I resisted and kept my mouth where it was. I had no choice, I had to get this right.
