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Holding John's penis in her hand, Jan's tongue lapped round and round his balls, with an expertise learnt with Colin and honed on mine and other guys balls. John, the current beneficiary of her skills, gasped and groaned when my wife sucked his balls into her mouth, a first for him, as it turned out.
Suddenly, he could take no more. Pushing Jan onto her back, he swiftly removed his t-shirt, boots, trousers, and underpants. Divining his intention, Jan undid her shorts so that the near-naked John could quickly pull them down and off. I didn't miss the eager way my wife spread her legs when John mounted her. His buttocks sank down, accompanied by a loud cry of pleasure, perhaps even of relief, I thought, from Jan.
I was watching my wife being fucked yet again, and although I'd watched her with Caleb many times over the four months or so they were lovers, it's something I never tire of doing.
With my eyes glued to his buttocks, rising and falling steadily between her thighs, I listened excitedly to my wife's ecstatic cries ringing out with every thrust of his penis into her.
I found myself masturbating while watching the couple copulating on the grass, without even being aware of unzipping and releasing my penis! By a lucky coincidence, I came simultaneously with John, coming in my hand while watching the convulsions of his buttocks. John's semen though, was spurting into the depths of my squealing wife while she writhed beneath him.
I quickly cleaned myself as best I could and zipped up, rather hoping John hadn't noticed my action. He had though, and teased me about it as we walked back to the footpath.
We arranged to meet John later for an evening meal, after which it was taken for granted he'd return to our cottage for another sex session with Jan.
At the cottage, Jan took John by the hand to lead him upstairs to the bedroom, with me following on behind. In the bedroom, they undressed with one accord. John was naked first, even removing his socks this time, and plainly enjoyed watching my wife complete her own undressing. Then, complimenting Jan about her "marvellous bush," he ran his fingers through my wife's pubic hair. When his fingers slipped between her thighs, I sank down onto a chair, trying to control my growing excitement while thinking that John was the twenty-second guy to have sex with my wife since we'd embarked on this lifestyle.
When John performed cunnilingus on her, I knew at once that my wife was in the hands of an expert. With his tongue at work between Jan's thighs, very obviously finding her most sensitive spots, I freed my erection to stimulate myself while watching my wife's wild convulsions on the bed. With his hands on her breasts, fingers tweaking Jan's nipples, John brought my wife to a very noisy orgasm.
His face remaining between her thighs, however, John continued the cunnilingus, this time slipping his hands beneath her bottom. I was loving every minute of it as I watched Jan experience a number of wild orgasms under the expert work of his tongue on her cunt. What I didn't realise at the time, hearing about it only after John had left, was that he was also stimulating my wife's anus with his fingers, something I'd never dreamt of doing myself, despite knowing several guys had done similar. When, much later that night, Jan revealed what he'd done, I was excited to think that John already knew my wife's body more intimately than I, despite having met him only a few hours early. (A fact I enjoyed conveying to him when we met up the following evening.)
Returning to the action. When they had intercourse, Jan went on top, which proved ideal from my perspective. Pulling a chair up to the foot of the bed, I enjoyed the spectacle of John's penis driving in and out of my wife's body while she rode it with abandon. I even dropped to my knees on the floor for a closer view of the erotic sight of my wife's cunt lips clinging to his erection each time it reappeared, stoking my excitement.
I think all three of us took it for granted that John would visit our holiday cottage again, which he did every evening of our week-long holiday. I even managed to take a couple of nude photos of him to join the rest of my collection.
As he prepared to leave on the Friday evening, following a particularly long session of lovemaking with Jan, I remarked that it was a great shame our holiday had come to an end and we'd need to vacate the cottage by 11a.m. tomorrow. Stopping in his tracks, John told us that our association needn't end just yet. Unless we had to be home on Saturday for some reason, we could spend an extra night at his place, adding, "It's a pity your holiday is at an end when mine is just starting."
John explained that his two-week annual holiday began that weekend, but he wasn't going away until the second week.
"That's a brilliant idea!" Jan exclaimed, kissing John ardently.
Naturally, I was as delighted as she, the prospect of watching further lovemaking a thrilling one.
So that's what we did. Leaving our holiday rental on Saturday morning, I simply drove the two streets to John's house and pulled onto his driveway. We left most of our luggage in the car boot, just taking toiletries and in Jan's case, a change of underwear, into his house.
It was only then that we discovered John only had one usable bedroom. There was a second bedroom, but it lacked a bed and was used as a junk room.
"I thought you could sleep on the sofa while your wife shares my bed for the night. From what I've seen and learnt about your sexual fantasies and predilections, I think it's a situation that will turn you on." John told me.
He was right; it's just the sort of humiliating scenario that thrills me, and I impulsively took it further by offering to clean John's lounge and undertake any other chores he wanted doing while they went upstairs to enjoy themselves!
Although Jan seemed surprised by my words, John merely laughed and said, "Good idea. You can play a subservient role while I take your wife to bed and enjoy her luscious body again."
I developed an erection during our exchange of words, and John knew it.
While dusting and hoovering John's lounge, I paused from time to time and listened to the sounds of lovemaking coming from the room above, namely my wife's ecstatic cries as John did whatever he was doing to her.
By the time they reappeared, I had not only cleaned the lounge, kitchen, and hallway but also had a thrilling idea.
John complimented me on my work, saying, "You might not be able to satisfy your wife sexually; she's been telling me about the other guys she's been with, but it's good to see you have your uses. We're going outside to relax on the lawn, fix a couple of coffees and bring them out to us, before cleaning the bedroom."
"Very good, sir." I replied, slipping easily into the subservient role he wanted.
The ease with which I slipped into this very submissive role came as a complete shock to both me and Jan. However, she was happy to play along with John in his domination of me.
When I carried the coffees out to the rear garden on a tray, my wife was wearing nothing but her panties and a smile on her face as John's fingers toyed with her nipples. The man himself was naked, and seeing me approaching, my wife took his penis in her hand, proclaiming loudly that he ‘had a fantastic cock, much bigger and nicer than my husband's useless little thing.'
John laughed uproariously at my wife's derogatory comment before asking if I thought it was an honest assessment.
"Of course, sir. I could never satisfy Jan as brilliantly as you have this past week."
When John's renewed laughter died away, I told them I had an idea they would hopefully approve of.
Jan, not realising I had only booked a single week, had arranged to take two weeks holiday as usual, which I now explained to John.
"What if, instead of returning home with me, my wife stays with you for the week?" It was a suggestion that met with approval all round, so that's what we did.
I then went upstairs to clean and tidy the bedroom as instructed, the disordered sheets testifying to much sexual activity, as did the stains thereon.
Next, I unloaded Jan's things from the car and took it upon myself to unpack her clothes, the act of placing my wife's underwear in the chest of drawers along side John's, thrilling me.
Later that evening, I settled down on the none-too-comfortable sofa, but with the sounds of yet more lovemaking coming from the room above, I was unable to get off to sleep anyway. The highly exciting thoughts swirling around in my head of course didn't help. Thoughts about the humiliating position I found myself in of sleeping on his sofa while my wife slept with John and the even more humiliating position of leaving Jan behind to spend the week with her lover; the most humiliating aspect being that my wife was over the moon about the plan.
On Sunday afternoon, I was able to watch a final session of lovemaking before heading for home. When he invited me upstairs to watch, I was delighted and thanked the grinning John profusely. I couldn't help but masturbate while watching them enjoy a long and leisurely bout of oral sex, my wife's ecstatic cries ringing out as he brought her to orgasm with his tongue, time and time again. I also greatly enjoyed watching Jan licking and sucking John's balls from time to time while fellating his penis.
The final act though was something else. Jan went on top, and I knelt at the foot of the bed, watching intently as she rode his thrusting penis. With John's hands on her buttocks, I was thrilled to see him stimulating my wife's anal opening with a fingertip while they fucked lustily.
I actually masturbated twice that day, not having had sex with Jan since meeting John the previous Sunday and aware that it would be at least another week before I had sex with her again. That pleasure would be John's during the following week.
I drove home on Sunday, leaving my wife in bed with John. During the journey, I tried not to think about the situation, wanting to concentrate on the road. Once home though, I thought excitedly of my wife remaining at John's for the week, sleeping with him each night and being fucked frequently by him, if the previous week was anything to go by.
Returning for Jan a week later, I found a wife who seemed to be glowing, fully satiated by a week of unrestrained sex with John. That wasn't the half of it, though.
Carrying Jan's luggage out to the car, it seemed as if there wasn't as much clothing as she'd brought with her. On remarking to her about it, I learnt that there was a quantity of her clothing, mostly underwear, in John's washing machine.
"It's not a problem; John will see to it for me. I'll be returning in a month's time and will collect it then."
My wife went on to explain that her regular business trip to Shrewsbury was coming up next month and learning that it was only about 13 miles or so away from John's house; less than 30 minutes drive, she'd decided to stay at his place instead of her usual hotel. "Tell the company I'm staying with friends, thus saving on expenses."
I was flabbergasted, no wonder the guy seemed cheerful!
My sense of shock deepened, and I began to wonder if my wife was becoming infatuated with John when Jan informed me that she intended leaving our house and driving to Much Wenlock directly after she finished work on the Friday ahead of her business trip.
"I've got a couple of days of holiday owing, so I'll take them on the following Thursday and Friday to make a week of it and drive home sometime on Sunday." Jan added.
So, my wife will be spending another nine nights in John's bed; no wonder the guy was cheerful!
All Jan would say as we drove home was that her week at John's had been phenomenal.
Once I'd unloaded her luggage and carried it into the house, I pushed Jan for details about her week with John. She began by telling me to prepare myself for a couple of shocks.
Shock number one concerned John's brother Lee turning up, supposedly unexpectedly, but Jan thought it was arranged. Anyway, when John suggested a threesome, Jan admitted to raising few objections. Following initial misgivings, my wife told me she found it a phenomenal experience.
"Two good-looking guys pleasuring me together, hands and tongues everywhere, and I mean literally everywhere, it felt as if my entire body was alive with sensations. When, following an incredibly long period of sex play, we eventually had intercourse, the guys were so fired up that they each took me twice! They changed places so quickly it felt more like one long fuck than being fucked four times!"
Feeling both stunned and excited, I asked about the significance of her emphasis on their tongues being literally everywhere. Blushing, Jan revealed that at various times during their lovemaking both guys had licked her anus, or as Lee called it, analingus. For once, I was really shocked and asked what her feelings about it had been. "At first I was stunned by what they were doing, but realising the sensations caused by a tongue on my anus were out of this world, particularly when combined with cunnilingus, I simply gave myself up to enjoy it."
It seemed that both threesomes and analingus happened several times during the week, following Lee's initial appearance on Tuesday evening.
If her first revelation had shocked me, then the enormity of what Jan revealed next rendered me speechless. I went hot and cold, hardly believing what I was hearing.
One particularly steamy threesome culminated with Jan riding John's penis while sucking Lee's as he stood over his brothers prostrate body. When John came and his penis slipped from Jan's body, Lee moved to her rear, telling her to maintain her position. Assuming he was going to take her doggy fashion, she adopted the required pose eagerly. Feeling Lee's hands on her buttocks, parting them, and his fingers stroking her anus, Jan squealed while instinctively thinking it was different from the usual stimulation. Lee's fingers felt wet and slippery as two of them pushed in and out of her anus. A pause then before my wife felt the tip of Lee's penis prodding her anus.
"Oh, what are you doing!" she exclaimed, feeling surprised rather than alarmed.
"Relax; it's an experiment to see if you enjoy anal intercourse. I'll stop immediately if you say the word."
As Lee's penis slid deeper into Jan's anus, John's fingers worked on her clitoris. Still feeling confused and shocked, Jan remained silent while more and more of his penis drove into her anus.
"There, it's all in the way in!" Lee called excitedly, and gripping my wife's hips tightly, he began bum-fucking her.
John continued stimulating Jan's clitoris with his fingers, being informed by Lee, ‘Her tight bum hole feels fantastic, bro; you must give it a try.'
Although Jan still felt shocked by this unexpected turn of events, there was no thought in her mind about telling him to stop. As she relaxed, Jan told me, she found herself actually enjoying the feel of Lee's penis driving in and out of her anus!
Suddenly, his thrusts speeded up, and he called out, ‘I'm coming, deep inside her bum hole, John!'
Jan told me the rest of her shocking tale in a rush, and I learnt that John had anal intercourse with her the following evening and then, during Saturday afternoon, both brothers bum fucked my wife in succession!
It was inevitable I suppose, that following on from the initial shock, my mind would dwell on the fact that both brothers knew my wife's body far and away more intimately than I, a thought that caused the usual frisson of excitement to run through me.
It was only sometime later that I remembered my wife's plan of staying at John's house during her forthcoming business trip to Shrewsbury. (It turned out that Lee lives in Shrewsbury with his wife and children, and it was actually his idea for Jan to stay at John's.)
"I suppose you'll be having anal intercourse with them both during your business trip then?" I remarked.
"Considering how fired up they were about it, I assume they'll want a repeat. I won't say no," Jan replied, leaving me in no doubt as to her attitude towards anal sex.
Despite her initial misgivings, Jan enjoyed it, as she did the threesomes. My wife could hardly stop talking about what a fantastic experience she found it, being pleasured by two attentive guys simultaneously.
"It was out of this world," she said dreamily.
A month later she set off on her business trip and spent nine nights at John's place as planned. My wife enjoyed several threesomes with the brothers and also, as expected, had anal intercourse with them both a number of times.
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