The Assisted Wellness Initiative Ch. 02

Yvonne pulled off Billy's cock long enough to give her friend a look of exasperation and sigh, "Uh huh... Sure..." before sucking her husband's cock down to the root once more.

Allison was annoyed with her friend's response but knew her own reasoning was flawed at best. She chose not to reply and continue to hoover Keith's shlong.

Both men laid back comfortably on an overstuffed couch, watching a football game. They were dressed in comfortable T-shirts, with their pants currently discarded behind the couch. Their wives were dressed only in lacey, thigh length stockings and high heels: Allison in black and Yvonne in white. They had their hair pulled back into ponytails to keep it out of the way, and to give the boys a solid handle gran if they needed to provide firmer direction. The pair knelt on the ground before their husband's spread legs to best service their husbands' meaty tools. Between their shapely buttocks, each woman wore a thick butt plug.

After a few more minutes of deepthroating later, Yvonne pulled Billy's dick out of her throat with an audible pope. "You're not going to quit, are you, mon ami?" she asked seriously. She pulled her right hand back to extract the finger that had been up Billy's ass, sucked it clean, wet another finger, and slowly sank both of them back into her husband's asshole to massage his prostate. Billy just moaned in pleasure as he and Keith continued to watch the game. "At the very least, give it a try! I'd miss you at work!" She was about to say more, but her husband grabbed her ponytail and guided her head back down onto the base of his thick cock and kept it there.

Allison bobbed her head up and down on Keith's sizable dick for a few more moments before surfacing and replying, "No. At least not immediately. I guess I'll at least give it a try." She mirrored her friend's maneuver and extracted the two fingers she'd had up Keith's asshole, cleaned them off, and then pushed his balls up and out of the way so that she could tongue wash his anus while she jacked his cock with her free hand. Helpfully, Keith scooted forward slightly to give his loving with easier access.

Billy finally allowed his wife to surface momentarily. "Merci beaucoup!" the ebony goddess replied before returning her attention to her husband's ivory cock. After several more minutes of uninterrupted deepthroat, Yvonne resurfaced and added, "And who knows, it might be fun!"

"Doubtful," Allison replied, pulling away from Keith's glistening asshole. She sank two fingers back into her younger husband before engulfing his thick cock with her throat once more.

Several more minutes passed in relative silence. Save for the sounds of sloppy deepthroat action, the moaning men, and the ongoing football game.

Out of the blue, both Keith and Billy shouted out, "Halftime!" and helped their wives reposition so that they were next to each other with their heads and shoulder on the couch with their hands reaching back to spread their buttocks wide. Both women groan audibly as their husbands took their positions behind them and slowly extracted the plugs that had been filling their backsides for the first half. Both plugs were about 2" wide at the tapered part above the base, but almost 2.4" at their widest parts. The sexy redhead and black woman groaned in discomfort as their husbands slowly pulled the plugs out of their bottoms, stretching their favorite holes. While the tapered parts of the plugs that had been stretching their rectums for the last hour were slightly smaller than their husbands' cocks, the 2.4" widths of the plugs were roughly the size of an average woman's fist. Sure, the women's fists found their way up each other's backsides from time to time, it wasn't a daily activity and they weren't quite used to the extra stretching.

"I'm glad you're not leaving me yet," Yvonne said as the plug popped free from her veteran asshole.

"I'm not going anywhere. Yet at least," Allison replied as her own ass became momentarily empty.

"Open wide," Keith commanded as he and Billy brought the soiled plugs around to their wives' mouths. Allison was quickly sucking on the hunk of latex that had been in Yvonne's ass, and vice versa. And then the men sunk their cocks deep into their wives' nether holes.

Yvonne groaned as she sucked on her friend's ass plug while Billy's thick cock ravaged her well-worn asshole. Allison just sighed as Keith's cock ravaged her own nether hole while she enjoyed the taste of her best friend's colon. Both women had grown accosted to the other's flavor over the past thirty years of friendship and thought nothing of the slightly sour tastes.

Both men had already recently orgasmsed after the first quarter, filling their wives' throats with their cum. But they'd spent the last half hour on the edge of another orgasm from the continuous deepthroating. Since neither had relubricated their wives' bottoms after the plugs had been extracted, the only lube was the residual spit from the blowjobs. The extra friction of a near dry ass fuck, the closeness of their next orgasms, and the furious pace of their thrusting meant that both men only lasted a few minutes before depositing loads up Allison and Yvonne's backsides. Fist, Billy loudly grunted his approval as he filled Yvonne's ass with several ropes of jism, followed by Keith seconds later.

Each man slid his softening cock in and out of its tight sheath for a minute or so and admired the shapes of their wives' backsides. Allison and Yvonne were still reaching back and spreading their ass cheeks wide. Eventually, they slowly pulled out and helped the women to their knees. "No leaking on the carpet now," cautioned Keith as each woman moved a hand to cover their slightly agape assholes. Both women still sucked on the ass plugs in their mouths and looked up at their husbands expectedly. Reaching down, the men removed the plugs and sat the now clean and glistening hunks of latex down on a nearby table. Changing places, Keith presented his half-erect cock to Yvonne and Billy his deflated member to Allison. Without being told, both women sucked the offered phalluses into the mouths and began to clean the cum and ass juice of the soiled cocks. While this might technically count as a violation of monogamy, the fact that everyone concerned was present made it okay.

Soon enough, the cocks were clean once again.

Grabbing the women by their ponytails, Keith and Billy moved the pair on their hands and keens over to a large blanket the was spread out on the ground between the couch and the TV. "You're probably horny," Billy said as he helped Allison lay down on her side.

"But don't forget to clean your assholes first," Billy reminded, positioning Yvonne on her side so that each was face to face with the other's pussy. The women needed no further instructions and began devouring each other's assholes with gusto. The men smiled and returned to the couch. While the on-screen halftime show was interesting enough with a busty signing duo giving it their all, the real halftime show was in the living room. Keith turned down the TV's volume so that they could enjoy the wet suction sounds of their wives sucking sum out of each other's asses.

After a few minutes, Allison and Yonne had managed to vacuum all the jism out of the other's asshole. They repositioned slightly and began attaching each other's cunts with even more gusto. "You two have got about ten more minutes before the second half starts," Billy said matter of factly as he stroked his cock back to life. "They why don't you two switch places for the rest of the game."

"That's a great idea!" Billy agreed, rubbing his own dick. "Yvonne has a talented mouth for sure, but Allison's throat is like a warm velvet vice!"

"It's one of the reasons I married her!" Keith replied with a smile.

* * *

The white late-model minivan rolled to a stop in the driveway of the O-Connor residence. The large house was located in a pristine gated upper-class neighborhood full of manicured lawns and well-kept foliage.

After a few seconds, the side door opened, and 21-year-old Courtney O-Connor stepped out into the late afternoon sun. She adjusted her short pleated blue skirt and midriff baring long sleeved white tube top. The skirt was a lowrider style and was barely kept in place by her wide hips and plump rear end. It was low enough that the clefts between the tops of her legs and her pubic mound were just barely visible, and short enough to barely cover her nether regions. In fact, her white garter belt sat higher up on her waist than the skirt covered. Its white straps disappeared underneath the skirt only to reemerge below it to hold up her white stocking. A good two inches of skin was visible between the bottom of her skirt and the tops of her stockings. The fact the no pantie lines could be seen was a dead giveaway to the fact that she wasn't wearing any. Below, a pair of white medium high heels covered her feet. Her tube top wasn't even long enough to fully cover her breasts, leaving a mouthwatering amount of under boob exposed. The top was thin enough to leave very little of her perky 34D breasts to the imagination. Her deep pink areolas and perpetually hard nipples were easily visible through the fabric; as were each small golden ring piercing the young buds. She wore her long red hair up in pigtails. Generations ago, an outfit like this would be branded as slutty, or she'd be called a prostitute. But in today's day and age, such clothing was commonplace for young single women. Married women were expected to dress more modestly, but only just barely.

Courtney was the spitting image of her mother, Allison. Even looking in a mirror, it was hard to find traces of her father's features. In fact, if you showed a random person a picture of her and a picture of her mother at 21, they would be hard pressed to believe that they were looking at two different people! Really, the biggest discrepancy between the two women was their breasts. Her mother still had her by a full cup size. But Dr. Kerri, their family physician, assured Courtney they would probably grow to a healthy 34DDD or 34E in the next year or so.

Turning around, three of her friends - Dina, Miley, and Stacey - were still inside the back of minivan. The back seats had been laid down and a blanket spread out. The three young women were sprawled out in a half-naked triangle. Each eager mouth was attached to a drenched cunt while a fist pumped in and out of an asshole. Up until a few minutes ago, the girl pile was a four-way, but Courtney was the first to be dropped off and had reluctantly exited the sex heap.

While technically illegal to not be buckled up inside a moving vehicle, self-driving cars had been around for so long that human driven cars were no longer allowed on public roads. Because of that, traffic accidents were almost unheard of.

"Got all your stuff?" Miley's dad asked from the driver's seat. He had his right arm on the passenger's seat and was half turned around to make sure Courtney had gotten out of the vehicle okay. Even though the minivan was self-driving, a human was still required to be in the driver's seat in the unlikely event that the car's AI failed. Courtney found the older 50-something man handsome enough. But she was still relieved when her other friend Britt volunteered to ride up front in the passenger's seat with him. Miley's dad smiled warmly at her while his left hand was wrapped up in Britt's blonde hair as he guided her mouth and throat up and down on his hard cock. The sucking girl's top was bunched up over her large 36F tits, and the passenger seat's seatbelt was wrapped around her wrists, pulling them backwards and upwards in what had to have been an uncomfortable position.

"Yup!" Courtney confirmed. "Purse, phone, clothes... I'm good to go."

"Oh, and you've got something on your left cheek."

Reaching up, the redhead wiped away a small patch of slick gooeyness from Miley's cunt with her fingers. She must have missed it while she had cleaned herself up a minute ago. "Thanks!" she said, sucking the girl cream off her fingers. "And thanks for giving us a ride to the theater and back, Mr. Stamos!"

"My pleasure!" the older man replied, before pausing to shove Britt's head down to the base of his dick. He groaned in contentment as he filled her throat with yet another load of cum. After several seconds, he allowed the young woman to come up for some much-needed air before forcing her to resume her sloppy fellatio. "Glad you girls enjoyed the movie," he continued at last.

"It was okay, I guess. But it was probably the worst of the series so far," the young redhead admitted. "And the sex scenes were cut too short in my opinion."

"Well, they just don't make good movies like they used to," Miley's dad agreed as he adjusted the rearview mirror to get a better view of the ongoing action in the back of the vehicle. "You girls are going to see that new romcom next Sunday, aren't you? The one with that big tittied brunette actress?"

"Yes..." she replied reluctantly. She half-knew what the next question was going to be. "It's 'Naked Escape' starting Jessica Burton..."

"I thought that's what Miley said," the older man stated. "Want to ride up front with me next weekend?"

Damn it! Courtney cursed silently to herself. The nearest theater wasn't even showing the movie. They had bought tickets to another theater on the other side of town. It was a half-hour drive in each direction. Faking enthusiasm, she replied aloud, "Sure, Mr. Stamos! That sounds great!" she lied. She had nothing against sucking off random guys. That was expected of modern women these days. But she preferred younger men.

"Perfect! Have a great rest of the weekend!" he said, turning back towards the front of the vehicle.

"You too!" replied the redhead. She hit the close door button and watched the minivan's door soundlessly slide shut, hiding the three-way girl pile from view at last. The vehicle then started moving again and took off down the street. "Well, fuck..." she said as she bent down at the waist to adjust her stockings. Some of the thin fabric had bunched up uncomfortably in her right heel.

Standing up and turning towards her home, she noticed Mr. Popovitch standing in his front yard next door watering one of his flower beds. Unknowingly, she had just given the 80-year-old old man an unfettered view of her naked holes. Her aroused and puffy cunt was still glistening with Dina's spit and her asshole hung open slightly from her friend's small fist. The old man had probably gotten a clear view of her friends inside the van as well. He stood there with a slight grin on his weathered face. "Good evening, Mr. Popovitch," Courtney said with a pleasant wave, and started towards the house.

"Evening, Courtney. You going to be sunbathing later?" the retiree asked nonchalantly.

"Probably not this evening," she replied with her own warm smile. "The sun is already starting to go down. But probably tomorrow afternoon. It's supposed to be a sunny day."

"Good to know. Have a good evening," the old man replied and returned to his gardening.

"You too, Mr. Popovitch," the young woman said politely.

Reaching the side entrance to the house, she keyed in the code and entered the kitchen. The cool air inside caused her already semi-hard nipples to turn into small diamonds on her chest. Courtney was about to announce that she was home, but she could hear a game on the TV from the next room, as well as multiple moans and grunting. Smiling to herself, she quietly crossed the kitchen and poked her head around the corner. As expected, the game was over, and the broadcast was on post-game coverage. Her mother and her stepdad Keith were in the living room, along with Aunt Yvonne and Uncle Billy. They weren't really her aunt and uncle, but they had been family friends since before she had been born. None of the four were facing the kitchen door to notice her presence.

Her mother Allison was lying on her front on a blanket on the floor. A pillow was under her hips to elevate her butt. Billy was positioned over her piledriving his 2.1" thick cock into her raw looking asshole. His right hand was holding her pinned arms behind her back while his left fist had a handful of her red hair, pushing her face to the floor. He was licking and kissing the side of her face and grunting loudly. Billy was obviously getting close to an orgasm because he was almost throwing his bodyweight upwards and then thrusting his hips forward in a gravity-assisted power-drive into the older redhead's asshole. Despite the obvious abuse Courtney's mother's sphincter was enduring, the resilient ring of muscle was doing all it could to resist the ongoing anal assault. Her anus would be pulled upwards each time Billy ripped his cock outwards and would disappear between the redhead's meaty ass cheeks on each power drive. Her large 36DD tits were squished into the blanket and bulged out on either side of her torso. Despite the rough sex, her mother's arousal was clear to see, as her spread legs gave Courtney a perfect view of her mother's puffy and dripping cunt, and a small puddle of pussy juice darkened the blanket beneath her gash. Allison's animal grunts of pleasure and pain were a dead giveaway to her enjoyment of the rough fucking she was receiving.

That, and Courtney knew this was how her mother preferred to be dicked down anyway. She'd walked past her mother's bedroom often enough to see her and Keith engaged in similar activities.

Yvonne was next to her mother on the blanket. Except, she was on her back with her ankles on Keith's shoulders. Courtney's stepdad's right hand pinned the ebony woman's wrists above her head. This also kept him mostly upright. His left hand alternated between roughly pinching and pulling at her dark fleshy nipples and slapping her large 36E breasts. His 2.2" thick dick wasn't fucking Yvonne's asshole with the reckless abandon as Billy's was his wife's, but his long, powerful strokes were pushing the black woman closer and closer to an orgasm. He was pulling out far enough that the head of his cock just started to pull against Yvonne's raw looking sphincter from the inside, before all 12" of thick man meat buried itself into the woman's rectum in powerful strokes. "Oui... Oui..." Yvonne moaned after every thrust.

On one stroke, Keith pulled back a little too far and his dick popped free of Yvonne's asshole. The flesh stick bounced upwards and almost buried itself into the woman's cunt before Keith noticed. This left her widely gaping asshole empty and pulsing uselessly. "Merde!" she half shouted; half groaned. The ebony woman yanked her right hand free of Keith's grip, almost causing him to lose his balance and fall on top of her. "Where the fuck do you think you're going!?" she demanded in annoyed English. Reaching underneath her buttocks, she gave the escaped cock a none too gentle slap before firmly grabbing ahold of it. She wiped off the pussy juices it had acquired with its brief trip to her cunt on her ass cheek, before returning the head of Keith's dick back to her still gaping nether hole. "Get back in there, you bastard! I'm not done with you yet!" Obligingly, Keith buried his entire girth back into her guts with a satisfied grunt. But reaching up, Yvonne gave Keith a hard slap across his face. "Fais attention, salaud!" she said angrily, before giving him another hard slap. Courtney knew enough French to know this translated to, "Pay attention, you bastard!" Yvonne was about to hit Courtney's stepdad again, but he caught her hand mid-swing and returned it to his right fist, pinning it to the floor along with her other wrist once again. The black woman struggled against her partner for a few more seconds before several extra hard thrusts and half dozen slaps across her defenseless tits caused her to groan in pleasure and submit once again. Soon enough, her quiet moans of, "Oui... Oui..." returned.