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"Go do her," said the voice at my neck. I half-saw Angelina turn and knee-walk over to Sandra's wantonly lolling, complaisant thighs. Left to herself, Sandra had made no move to close her legs or touch herself. She lay as one inert, eyes closed, oblivious to modestly. And yes, her clit, her clit was still a protruding button, and above, the thickened shaft. I thought I could see the soft pulse there beneath the flesh.
Now she's get the vibrator, again? No, Angelina's austerely lovely profile was between the lolling thighs, and she stopped only when her lips were at its apex, deep in the fur and flesh. Sandra's whole body jerked. Then, for some moments, she was silent, but her full, powerful hips began their involuntary thrusting.
"Okay, Tommy," said the warm, insistent whisper on my neck. The thrusting had slowed, barely perceptible. And the voice said, "I'm going to jerk you off, okay? Okay if I play with your little dicky? I want to make it come..."
I nodded. Then, her fingers on me, her arm reaching around me, the huge hand enveloping me, so strong—terrifying—but so sweet, now. Just gliding. I felt myself filling her hand, I felt the surge of my heat. Just the tip of her finger found the underside of my dick's head and tickled there, tickled...
"Is it coming, Tommy?" she murmured.
Yes, it was. Somewhere starting at my knees, and the center of my back, and deep in my belly, the pressure was converging, then facing in a torrent toward the very tip of my prick, streams coming together, impossibly filling me, till I felt I would burst. I had to expel it or explode! But that hand moved so slowly—not fast enough!
"He's coming," announced Butch. And I heard Angelina's musical voice, "The bitch is, too."
And my eyes jacked wide, staring. The violent gobs of my cum shot in a high arc and I saw the first boiling spots hit Sandra's thighs, even as far as her belly, her chest, before I heard her own piercing screams and watched her belly and thighs go into a frenzy. My God! She was a squirter! The hot spray from between her thighs doused my legs, and still she was crying out. I saw her hands fly down to Angelina's soft black hair, desperately trying to push away her torturing, teasing tongue.
As my ejaculation trailed off with a final ecstatic spasm, I felt myself go slack, dangling like beef from the beam. And my last sensation was the monster dildo sliding out of my asshole like the sweetest crap I ever took.
- COMMENTS
maddictover 6 years agoTommy you can do your own stunts, ok. Butch you've killed three of Tommys erections in what a 1/2 hour ? Nice come back.
I'm looking ahead to the after the games, games Sandras clit needs further examination.
Things certainly can't ever be the way it was before *~*,
EllenMelvillealmost 7 years agoAuthorAll good comments and all appreciated. This is a kinky story, for sure, and no everyone enjoys that. Some readers enjoy vicariously situations and actions they never would dream of permitting in real life. For those reasons who don't like Tommy's position in the story, there is relief in the chapter just posted. Not sure I'm going to get through posting the entire novel, but it is available on Amazon under my name. The book's history is explained at length in a comment I make above this one.
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoI know its a story thats written. Its pathetic to sodomize a man like that by a bunch of lesbians with something that large and to be punching and torturing his balls like that. its one thing to have consent--I know I be divorcing that wife for setting him up like that. Its truly pathetic
EllenMelvilleabout 7 years agoAuthorNo, I haven't tired of the characters at all. And it doesn't matter if I do because the book has been written. You can read it all at your leisure for about $2.50 on Amazon, "Games Some People Play," by Ellen Pierce Melville (me). I am going to post more, although, with incredible exceptions like you (you have a VERY active mind!), the interest seems tepid. Some of my stories have been turned down, here, but can be read in "The Slave Girl in Spartacus..." also on Amazon. Too much fantasy rape, bondage, and violence for Literotica. Thanks for thinking so hard about this story! Great pleasure to hear from you.
Anonymousabout 7 years agoYou state this is a repost so I assume you end with the husband tied and sore assed. There are many avenues for the story to progress. Did you tire of the characters?
I find them an interesting ensemble. Several story arcs that are rattling around my mind as unanswered questions.
What was the wife's motive and what does she want to happen next?
Is the wife part of Butch's lesbian harem?
What was the wife doing during this drama? Did she watch? Was she shopping for shoes because she wants to be ready for her date with fill in the blank (man or men or woman or women) since she has video to blackmail hubby to be her cuckold.
You wrote from husband's perspective. What will he think, want and do when free?
I think this has to change the marriage relationship drastically.
Was hubby a closet fag or euphoric from orgasm to be so nonchalant about large dildo raping his ass? What happens when he is untied?
We're the 3 chapters just to get the guy fucked in the ass?
If you cannot write a male character that is not a lesbian harem's helpless toy then write the wife's perspective of her husband. Is he imasculated and to be dominated or appreciated as a good sport and loving husband? What generated this strategy?
Whether or not his marriage survives or is changed for good or bad the mother-in-law relationship is so ripe for more chapters. MIL future relationship with both daughters, SIL and Butch is at least a chapter.
So many opportunities for this ensemble. Thanks for the story.
