Two Thighs Ch. 16
Mrs. S disappeared from his view. Ryan returned to his armchair that was serving as his observation post. Nora stayed in place for whoever would be her next lover. She didn't wait for very long. Some nondescript white guy had her on her back. He was already taking her missionary style.
Mr. T rejoined Ryan and asked. "Is it okay to tie her up?" he asked.
Ryan answered with questions. "What? What are you talking about?"
The man's question seemed to hint both at something different and something more although it no doubt had something to do with the sex doll who was normally his wife in the mundane world. Ryan was curious to know what he planned to do with Nora. At this point, it didn't really matter how many men were plowing and seeding her. He expected a few of them would take another turn with her just as Mr. F had done. After all, his sweet slut wife had agreed to let them satisfy their lustful needs with her body.
"Within the rules, mild bondage is allowed," Mr. T explained. "In other words, she has to be able to get out of them on her own."
"As far as I'm concerned, my wife is Mr. F's sex doll," he answered. "She agreed to it and so did I. So, whatever arrangement you have with Mr. F is between you and him. Mr. F. can keep her for himself if he wants to or he can share her with you or anyone or everyone else. If he has decided to share his sex doll you and his other friends, and you want to tie her up, then go for it. Make her your slut too. Do whatever you want with her."
"Thanks, Yarn. Like I said before, I will stay within the rules."
Ryan saw the third woman of the CFR team, a much older woman with grey hair who appeared to be well into the her late 60s, lie down on the floor on her stomach between Nora's legs and started to lick her pussy clean, just like the brunette before her had done earlier.
Once she had licked up the bulk of the juices dripping from the sex doll's gaping vaginal hole, Mr. T stopped her. "That's good enough. I want my turn at this gorgeous example of delicious womanhood," he told her. "Clean Yarn's dick instead. He could use you help to revive his cock."
Ryan heard what he said. The first part of his statement made it plain that he was staking his claim to be next in line to pummel his horny hot willing wife. As for the second part of his statement, he had no objection to being 'cleaned up' and then 'fluffed'. He was certain that some good fluffing would revive his twice-used phallus so that he could demonstrate his virility on one more wife.
Ryan resumed his place in the armchair. The grey-haired woman assigned to him sat down on her haunches. Following Mr. T's instructions, she started by licking him clean and then fluffed him. Meanwhile, he kept an eye on Mr. T who, instead of taking his place between Nora's legs, seemed to hesitate and then sauntered off, muttering that he had forgotten something.
"I'll be back very soon," Mr. T informed Nora. "You just stay right there."
But he didn't come back. In fact, several minutes flew by.
Two things happened during Mr. T's absence. Firstly, thanks to the his fluffer's skilful efforts, Ryan's cock was showing signs of reviving. Secondly, one of Mr. F's other friends, a much older white man whose grey hair had obviously been black in his younger days, decided that Ryan's pretty wife was now fair game. He urged her to lie down on her back. As her pussy was slick with cum from her earlier lovers, he was able to slip his cock easily in the sex doll's love hole and begin what men do when their dicks are inside an intensely sexy woman.
Ryan wondered if this man was the wife of the woman who had been cleaning him but was now sucking on his cock. "Is that your husband," he asked.
She took his cock of her mouth and then turned around to look, "Yeah, that's him alright," she confirmed.
"Well, if he's going to enjoy my wife, I suppose it's only right I should enjoy his. Don't you agree?" he inquired.
She nodded. "Absolutely, young man," she agreed as she put his cock back into mouth and sucked on it again. Now she worked really hard to make it stiffen into a useable hardness. If she succeeded, she would be able to look forward to have his young tasty phallus withdraw from between her oral lips and then fill the yearning void past her nether lips.
While the old lady was sucking her Ryan's cock, Nora had spread her legs wide to allow her aging lover unobstructed access to her juicy pussy. She put her arms around his shoulders and was already thrusting her pelvis toward him. Cock was cock. As long as it worked, it didn't matter how old it was as long as it sent her back to sexual ecstasy.
Ryan had once thought that he had a very shy almost prudish wife, but she was definitely not shy now. A senior citizen had mounted her and was 'giving her the business.' In fact, Ryan had observed, she was willingly accepting, actively participating and enthusiastically riding every single male who lodged themselves between her legs, not to mention the one who had deep-throated her.
In Nora's mind, her husband had given her permission to be a slut. If she quit, she would lose her friendly competition with Aiko as well as the money raised by the auction. 'So,' she thought, 'if I'm going to be used like a slut and act like a slut, I might as well let myself go and be the slut and enjoy.'
It seemed to take the old man a long time to reach his climax. That worked in Nora's favour. It gave her time to reach own peak just as the old coot managed to shoot his ancient semen into her young fresh body.
When the old man dismounted from her, she had expected that one of the women would perform clean-up duties. Mrs. S was approaching Nora. Apparently, she was next in line to perform this particular task. But another black man waved her away.
"I like slopping seconds," the man informed her.
Mrs. S stepped aside. Nora's newest lover settled in between her wide spread legs and drove his eager cock into slick, receptive vulva. After a few more minutes of pumping into her, he announced he was about to cum. He gave her no opportunity to join him in his rush for satisfaction. When he withdrew, he left behind yet another viscous deposit in Nora's hot slick vault.
Nora looked around for Mr. T expecting him to have returned by now, but he was nowhere to be seen. Instead, an Asian guy, who was holding his stiff tool in his hand took the old man's place.
"Turnover and get on your hands and knees," he told Nora in impeccable English.
Once she was in the requested position, he aligned Asian arrow to her little pink target. When he hit his target, he filled the void between her legs that the senior had just vacated.
The sight of watching his wife enjoy herself with other men and the old lady sucking on his cock were stimulating the revival of Ryan's staff. "Hmm," he moaned. "you're really good."
Pleased by his compliment, she gulped his manhood further down her throat.
After a few more minutes, he warned her, "I'm getting really close." he warned her. "Where do you want me to put my load?" he asked."
She lifted her mouth off his cock. "You're the guest," she said. "You can put it anywhere you want."
"I want to put it where you'll get the most pleasure from," he countered.
She thought about it for a moment. "I would really like to have your young virile cock between my hungry old legs."
"Sure," he agreed. "Any preference for the position?" he asked.
"No, you choose."
"In that case, get on your hands and knees facing my wife."
Once she was ready, Ryan put his hand between her legs and pushed a finger between her labia to determine how wet she was. She was very wet. Apparently, the idea of having a vigorous young cock pumping into her really got her motor running.
Ryan slipped his cock into her as she sighed and shivered with obvious pleasure. He started pumping into her. Then he glanced at his wife. She was swaying back and forth with the force of the thrusts coming from her latest lover.
This tableau of a husband and wife watching each with new lovers who were themselves a couple continued for some time. All four were sighing and grunting ever more loudly.
"I'm just about there," she informed him.
He leaned over back and said, "You feel wonderful around my cock," he said. "Cum for me."
She pushed her ass back hard against Ryan's cock. It was now hard enough to do the job. She came, not once but twice, but despite her efforts, which included reached between her legs to fondle his balls, he could not reach the point where he could blast his semen into her.
Seeing that he had satisfied the old lady, he withdrew from her. She turned around and looked up at him. His cock was still hard. She felt between her legs and confirmed there was no man juice dripping from her vaginal hole. She looked disappointed.
"It's certainly not you," Ryan assured her. "I wanted to, but I couldn't. "I've already had two orgasms tonight. As I'm sure you know, it's not easy for a man to have multiple orgasms. It's easier for women than men. I need more time to recharge."
She smiled. "Well, at least this way I don't have to clean you up again," she added brightly.
Ryan sat down. 'Oh man, 'he sighed silently, 'what a night!'
When he looked at his wife, he saw that the Asian man had just finished riding his wife and was pulling out of her.
* * *
Suddenly Mr. T re-appeared. Ryan saw him put a strap on the side table to the left of another one armchair, one whose right side faced Ryan's armchair.
"Okay, I'm back," Mr. T proclaimed out of the blue. "I had a hard time finding that damn thing," he explained, showing it to Ryan. "Someone must have displaced it. That's why it took so long for me to come back," Mr. T added.
Nora turned her head to see what 'this damn thing' was but it was already out of her line sight. She didn't see what it was and where he put it.
Mr. T helped Nora back to her feet and led her to the back side of the armchair. He asked Nora to bend over and position herself so that the weight of her upper body would be supported by the backrest. She glanced toward her husband who was to the right of her current position. She didn't think to look at what Mr. T had put on the side table to her left.
"Don't move," Mr. T ordered.
She felt his naked body press against her back side. He leaned over body. Reaching for her breast, he massaged them while nibbling on her neck. His erection flopped against her inner thighs. "Hmm," he murmured, "I love those tits." Then he patted her buttocks and finally slid his hand down Nora's wet crease. "I can hardly wait to get my dick inside you."
"But my pussy is a little sore," she explained, "I'm not used to having so much cock and so many orgasms in one night. Can't you give me a little break?"
"You don't worry," her responded. "As sweet as I'm sure your pussy is," he informed her, "I wasn't going to take you that way anyway."
"You weren't?" Nora questioned.
"No, I wasn't. There's an alternative."
"There is?" she said.
Then she thought he was going to put his cock into her mouth. One man had already taken her that way. She wasn't very keen to take another one in her mouth again already, but at least it would give her pussy a much-needed break.
'But why did he just ask me to lean over this armchair?' she wondered. 'If he wanted me to suck his cock, wouldn't it have been easier for him to sit in this armchair or stand while I got on my knees and went down on him?'
Without answering her, and still leaning over her back, he reached for one of the objects on the side table. It was a Velcro strap, the one that took him such a long time to find. He quickly wrapped it around her wrists tying them together. Then he checked its adhesiveness. Nora made no objection because light bondage was allowed.
In her own mind, Nora thought that this man's fetish for light bondage was not something worthy of using her safe word. So, Nora stayed in place and allowed herself to be bound. She sighed, resigning herself to the penetration of yet another horny man who would surely fill her with cum again.
Then Mr. T reached over to the side table again. When his hand reappeared, it was holding a ball-gag. Nora hadn't paid attention because she thought he was just repositioning himself to facilitate penetration. So, when he stuffed the ball-gag into her mouth, strung the two straps around her head and buckled them together, Nora was too surprised to react right away. She thought it was just another harmless prop that would enhance his domination fantasy and mentally concluded she would go along with it, except that a ball-gag in her mouth was inconsistent with her expectation that she would be performing fellatio on Mr. T.
Mr. T stood back for a moment. He stroked her smooth flawless back and then her luscious rump. 'Nothing new,' she thought as she had become used to the idea that these horny men were powerfully attracted to her gorgeous nude body. Besides, the exhibitionist streak in her, enjoyed their admiring glances and their sensual strokes. She took pleasure in the knowledge that these strangers thought of her as a sex goddess. It made her feel good to be the centre of so much attention.
Mr. T reached toward the side table again. This time he held a jar in his hand. As he was behind Nora, she could not see what he was holding but she could tell it had to be some kind of jar because of the noise it was making as he unscrewed its lid. 'What's going on?' she wondered.
Mr. T dipped his fingers into the viscous goo.
By this time, Ryan had a good idea what his wife's latest lover was actually planning to do. He also knew that his wife probably had no idea, but she would find out soon enough. This was going to be interesting.
Mr. T then urged Nora to spread her legs a little wider. She thought he must have changed his mind and that he was about to stick his cock into her sore despite pussy despite the reference to an unnamed 'alternative'. Then unexpectedly, she felt him spread the insides of her ass cheeks, exposing her asshole to anyone who had the right line of sight. She was shocked when she felt his fingers applying some greasy material on her anal opening. It had to be the stuff from the jar, she thought. His fingers moved up and down her anus and also around in a circular motion like he was tracing her anal ring.
She liked what he was doing but she wondered why he was doing this odd thing at all. Then it dawned her that this stranger was thinking about plundering her rear hole, a place that she had never allowed her husband to probe.
Nora tried to mumble a protest through her ball-gag but neither of the men understood her muffles. She started to wiggle her ass around in an effort to evade the probing digit, forgetting that the swaying of her ass was actually turning on Mr. T even more.
However, although he loved the way she moved her enticing ass, it was making it difficult for him to take the next step, initiating the insertion of a finger into her butt hole. "Don't move!" Mr. T finally ordered with just a hint of impatience.
Ryan was of two minds. One part of his mind considered the real possibility that his wife didn't realize that she could extricate herself from her current situation. Nora had never been particularly good at mechanical things. She might really believe that she could not break her bonds. 'Maybe she doesn't realize that all she has to do is to pull her wrists apart and the straps will unsnap. But she hasn't even tried,' he thought. 'If that is the case, he rationalized, maybe, just maybe, she deserves a little payback for that little ovulation speech that his sweet little slut wife had made earlier in the evening was also in order.
The other part of his mind thought that she might be play-acting. She had warned him off with a glare when he had heard her say that she was ovulating and was not on the pill. She rode her mounts with inordinate enthusiasm too. She was proving to be far more adventurous than he had originally thought. Ryan didn't want to risk crossing his wife again by interfering.
'If she's willing to risk getting pregnant by strangers, then she must have anticipated anal sex too,' he rationalized. 'She can't be a slut and that naïve too, can she? Maybe my seemingly prim and proper wife is putting on an act so that she can indulge a secret fantasy and cover her ass by claiming she couldn't stop him.' He chuckled to himself. 'Mr. T will cover her ass alright, and then some.'
In any case, payback He decided to let things develop without his interference or intervention.
"Don't worry, hon," he told her out loud as nonchalantly as he could, "I won't interfere this time."
Nora emitted more muffled noises, but Ryan ignored her.
Mr. T concluded that he could continue. He pushed the tip of his finger against her tightly closed anal hole. When she wiggled her ass again in an attempt to evade the intruding digit, he said, "Okay enough of that. Step moving you lovely ass. You're just making it more difficult for yourself.'
She muffled something through her ball-gag.
Mr. T. misunderstood her protest. "You said your pussy was sore," he consoled, "So, I'll do what you asked me to do, give you pussy a break. Fortunately, you've got another hole I can use. You've had anal sex before, haven't you?" he asked Nora.
She shook her head violently.
"You've never taken her up the ass?" Mr. T said addressing Ryan this time.
"No."
"Really? How could you not take such a fine ass?" he asked, astounded.
Ryan shrugged. "I've tried to talk her into it but she won't even let me touch her little butt hole with my finger," he answered.
"Hmm, maybe I shouldn't do it then," Mr. T said. "After all, a husband should be the first to take his wife's anal virginity."
Nora nodded a yes to the first statement and shook her head with a vigorous no to the second statement.
"But that would such a waste of good ass," he added.
Nora trembled when she heard that exchange between husband the man who would pop her anal cherry. She tried to catch her husband's attention and mumbled something through the ball-gag but he ignored her even though he thought he saw pleading in her eyes.
"But this is against the rules!" she tried to tell them through the ball-gag, but it only came out of her mouth as more muffled sounds. "I want this stopped and stopped now!"
'Why isn't Ryan coming to my rescue?' she wondered. 'He's just standing by letting it happen. Damn it! How could he? Boy, am I ever going to give my prick of a husband a piece of my mind when this is all over.'
Nora was in dire straits. There was apparently no way out. The men were ignoring her muffled protests. Soon, an unseemly stranger would cruelly assault her virginal anal hole with her husband's connivance. And she could do nothing about it.
Convinced that she was securely tied up, gagged to muzzle her objections, and having previously agreed to be their sex doll and slut, she felt cornered and helpless to stop the inevitable and imminent breach of her anal virginity.
Nora was so pre-occupied with her thoughts that she did not even think to test the actual strength of the bonds around her wrists, or, since her legs were untied, just simply to walk away. Her mind didn't work that way.
Believing that there was no escape now, and that the assault on her rear chute was a forgone conclusion, she stopped wriggling her ass and resigned herself to her fate. She closed her eyes and steeled herself for the inevitable. "Damn it. Just get on with it,' she said although it came out as another incomprehensible muffle.
Mr. T raised his lubricant-covered fingers as if to check that he had the right amount. "Maybe she really wants to try anal sex but has been afraid to say because of the way you might react," Mr. T speculated, oblivious to what was really going on Nora's mind. "Maybe she secretly wants a stranger to take her anal virginity. She had to know that anal sex was a real possibility when she agreed to be our slut tonight. She even said so. Right?"
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