Susan and John Ch. 02

Susan blushed at the insult but he was right : on the rare occasions she had put on stockings such as for her marriage, she had put her knickers on first! Why in hell had she changed that routine for that special day! Mr Gupta bunched her skirt around her waist and stripped her of her blouse before unhooking her bra.

-Now I am needing your help, Joan : you are going to crouch in front of your wife and she will lie on your back while she receives her punishment! Try not to move at all or you may receive a stray stroke!

Mr Gupta touched her shoulders and she obediently lay with her naked belly on the back of her husband. He sent Mary to bring back the thick rattan cane he had left in his car. Mary's blouse was drenched by the continuous drizzle. It had become almost transparent and obscenely clinging to her shapely curves but she went outdoors without bothering to put on a coat. She was so engrossed by the excitation Mr Gupta had produced that she didn't care about her own public exposure!

Mr Gupta made the can swish twice above her offered buttocks, just to terrify her. She relaxed at the third swish and she froze when it landed perfectly on both her buttocks! She howled in pain but Mary and Mrs Macy had grabbed her shoulders to steady her. Mr Gupta was working like a metronome. His strokes landed every twelve seconds precisely and were exactly spaced by one inch. After the sixth stroke, he changed his position to make another series of parallel weals!

Susan was mad with pain but the support of her husband never failed her and she had to endure her punishment to the end but her ordeal wasn't finished. Mr Gupta announced :

-Such a good thrashing must find its unavoidable culmination! Mr Macy, would you like to step in front of our punished girl!

Joan had his eyes to the floor. Susan's husband had read how a good caning should be ended but he couldn't gather the courage to revolt. Mr Gupta grabbed a handful of Susan's hair and he forced her to lift her head. She opened her tearful eyes to discover in front of her Mr Macy's cock. He had just freed it from his pants and anticipation made his eyes glow. Susan abandoned herself to the moment and she opened dutifully her mouth. Uncle Bill pushed forward and entered her mouth in a steady movement. Susan was totally tamed now and her throat accustomed to service the landlord's cock. He soon impaled her mouth to the hilt. Only muffled moans could escape her perfectly gagged mouth! Joan felt relieved : Mr Macy was just using Susan's mouth, just as he had done already so many times. He focused his eyes on Uncle Bill's shoes. As long as he could see them, his wife was safe!

Susan thought that her punishment was about to be finished but Mr Gupta thought otherwise. She felt something huge and very hard poking her buttocks. Mr Macy's cock prevented her from turning her head. But she soon found out! It was Mr Gupta's cock and it was aimed at her pussy. He wanted to take her doggie style and there was nothing she could do about it : she couldn't scream her opposition to it, nor call for help. Her plies would be silenced by Mr Macy's big cock. Mrs Macy and her daughter prevented her to pull back and even if she tried to escape them by pulling back, it would be to impale herself faster on Mr Gupta's rigid cock. Susan stopped fighting and resolved to accept her fate!

The invading cock poked lightly against her hole, it wasn't a true penetration, more like a caress. It was even more pervert that she had expected. She was about to be fucked, perched on the back of her unsuspecting husband in front of Mr Macy, his wife and their daughter! Mr Gupta was trying to make her cum as she was fucked so that she would be totally unfaithful to her husband! Her tormentor was alternating slow sweeps along her more and more dripping slit, a rubbing of the tip of his cock on her clit before returning to a parting of her nether lips still with his big cock. It was getting slicker and slicker every minute. Susan was starting to pant helplessly, her pussy was now as wet as a swamp and it was beginning to gap open.

Susan was now mad with lust : she wanted that big cock to tear open her pussy at last. The orders of Mr and Mrs Macy had condemned her to a complete celibacy with her husband sharing her bed but never even kissing or caressing her. Mr Gupta made her sizzling hot and her marital vows were pushed into the deepest recesses of her mind for the time being! She tried to hump back to make him enter her for real but he kept his hands on her hips to steady her. Finally Mr Gupta tired of the game. He froze as the knob of his cock was embedded in her molten pussy. Susan arched her back, feeling that the instant was of utmost importance. Gupta finally pushed slowly forward and his shaft gradually entered her tender sheath at last. He paused only when his pubic hair entered in contact with her buttocks!

Joan was still unaware of what was arriving to his wife still perched on his back. Mary took a photo of this weird coupling. Afterwards, Mr Gupta started to really fuck Susan, trying to follow Mr Macy's rhythm not to alert the poor unwitting cuckold. Their pace was getting faster and faster. Mr Gupta managed to hide his roar of triumph as he cummed deep in Susan's belly with a fit of coughs. Susan came too when she felt his hot sperm splashing against the walls of her pussy. Now she was even with her hubbie!