Brief encounters: 20> What happened next!
written by:
Chris-t6290

Story outline: Having returned from his morning golf, accompanied by Alan, Eric was shocked to find, not just his 18-year-old daughter, Julie, having sex with Ralph, and against his rule, but that, Samantha, his wife and Julie's stepmom, was there with them...!

Please read the previous part: ‘Stepmom knows best', first.

As my stepdaughter and Ralph left her bedroom, Eric remarked: "Your hair's rather messy," directing me to his daughter's dresser and mirror with a gestured flick of his head.

Not sure what he meant, having no doubt got it slightly bedraggled, what with the caring womanly advice I had imparted to the mature teenagers regarding pleasurable sex, and for his daughter's sake, I climbed off the bed and strolled to Julie's dresser, doing my best to remain covered, what with Alan being present.

It was while I was waiting for Eric to sort out his situation with his wife, visa vee being divorced before he would have sex with me, that I turned to Alan and a couple of Eric's middle management members for my womanly needs.

‘Shit!' a realising voice inside me exclaimed. Too enjoying receiving Ralph's cum as I urged him to get hard enough to have sex with Julie, I hadn't noticed what both Eric, and, indeed, Alan must have. Almost dried on my florid face were a couple of white stains while the whiteness of a few blobs, still moist, hung in my raven hair.

"You! Slut! Come with us," Eric demanded, gesturing with his crooked right index finger, which he curled back and forth a few times. As I looked over to him and stood up, his eyes were narrow and I realised the worst. I also realised, with his ‘us', that my punishment would be twofold.

"I suppose a sorry is out of the question," I appealed, almost holding my ground.

"Sorry's good, but you can do all your apologising in the bedroom," Eric said, and then held the door open and ushered me with his hand to make my way there.

"What's that!" he exclaimed.

I immediately followed his eyes to the bed. There, on my stepdaughter's coverall, lay the dildo I had brought with me and made use of. Of course, Eric recognised it as one we use for my ass; he, unlike Alan, not being adventurous enough to use his cock. I said nothing. Instead, I picked up the toy, collected the tube of gel and made my way out of Julie's room, past Eric and Alan and then to our bedroom where I sat on the bed and awaited ‘them', whatever Eric had in mind for me.

Either time was suddenly dragging by, or...! I looked at the alarm clock. It read 13:12. When I looked again, it was 13:17. I figured that Eric had seen Alan out and was sat downstairs, maybe having a drink while he considered what to do, only to remind myself of his words: ‘Come with us'. My mind panicked. Having seen me as I was and caught, had Alan confessed to our trysts. I heard a noise, followed by the door being pushed open; I was about to get my answer, one way or another.

The first thing I saw was a naked arm, then a naked flank followed by a hard cock, and, then, finally, Eric's naked body came into full view. If that wasn't enough, so-called punishment, he was immediately followed by a naked Alan who also sported a hard-on.

It takes a bit of coaxing to get my husband hard, an indication that he'd stroked his dick in full view of Alan. The reason was far from my mind as I drew my robe open down the middle and awaited what they had a mind to do to me.

"That's good, just like that," Eric jeered, as he came over and picked up the toy, which he held up tauntingly.

"Tell Alan, here, what you use this for, slut," my not so polite husband enjoined.

"For my ass, w- I use it for my ass," I said, stopping myself from saying ‘we', just in case.

"Apparently, my slut of a wife likes it up the ass; a cock that is. I take it you know that, Alan."

"I sure do, Eric, don't I, Samantha," Alan teased, mordantly.

"To begin with, slut wife of mine, I want you to spread your legs and play with yourself, use your fingers inside you while you tell me what the fuck you were doing, or, more to the point, had a mind to do with my daughter and her friend," Eric hissed at me.

"I told you, Julie told you, also, I was -"

"You're not playing with yourself. Do it, then continue."

They were stripped and hard, ready to fuck me, have me suck their cocks and swallow their cum. Surely one or maybe both of them would slam their hard-on to my ass. Not yet, though, not until, hopefully, Eric had ridiculed me in front of his subordinate, which was how I was being punished.

‘Fuck it,' I thought, they obviously had every intention of fucking me anyway. So, if that's what Eric wanted, then, alright. I'll put on a show for them, a right, full-on, dirty and obscene one.

"Alright, yes, I sucked his cock and swallowed his cum," I began, my robe pushed behind me, exposing my shapely breasts and hard nipples, and my knees and thighs spread wide. I then drew up my right hand, before I continued, and dipped my full fingers and thumb in my mouth.

Wet from my saliva, I slowly lowered my hand; my fingers pointing straight down. When I touched them against the lips of my pussy, I said: "I'd already sucked his cock, as had Julie, they just needed some guidance and I gave it to her. Yes, I wanted Ralph's cock in my pussy, emn, this pussy, all shiny and wet," I cooed, and then held up my cum sticky fingers for them to see, before returning and continuing: "And, for certain, if you hadn't, emn, arrived, I would probably be knelt up on all fours, oh yes, the toy in my ass and Ralph fucking his long dick into my wet cunt..." Just then, in the whirlpool of my need to be fucked, and wanting to be utterly obscene, I pushed Eric's button. "And you know, when he'd taken his cock from me, the shaft, emn, and big, oh yes, bulbous head all wet and shiny, I dare say Julie would have licked and sucked it for him."

"Leave my angel of a daughter out of your filthy -"

"Get real, she's a woman, Eric, like me, her needs more so than mine. Ralph, Ralph is someone she fucks when she comes over to visit you. How many -"

There was a look in his eyes, ‘had I gone too far with my mention of his daughter. I didn't get to utter another coherent word, not for a while, not until they, Eric and Alan, had finished fucking my mouth.

Eric filled it first, gesturing me to continue spearing my wet cunt with my fingers and even to get as many inside me as I could. On the one hand, my fingers delivered pleasure and on the other, I received a rough face fuck; first from Eric then Alan. I was only allowed to breathe, between them changing over and that of being positioned as I showed Julie and Ralph, my head part hung over the side of the bed while my lips and chin were covered in the drool that had built up from the rough face fuck I had been on the receiving end of, only this time it would be my throat that got it; their cum also, I didn't doubt.

Although Alan went first, he was turned, facing away from me. He then, and from a reverse position, tapped the head of his cock, which was slick from my drool, on my lips a few times and then urged me to once more open up to him. From that angle, my eyes weren't covered by his sweaty balls. He then, though, reached both his hands under my head and drew me up and down his length as he flexed his knees and gave me even more.

At some point of my being instructed to assume that position, I had taken up the toy, which Alan had dropped on the duvet. Since there were no further directions for me to use my fingers, I, instead, worked the dildo in and out of my hot wet cunt while stroking and generally thrumming my clit and labia.

To my surprise, I soon felt a second, Eric's, cock brush my upper lip. It then became adventurous. Alan, at least I figured it had to be him from the angle of his thumb on my lip, drew it back just before I received a light pat of a hand on my right cheek.

Mere moments later, I found myself salivating on two cocks in my mouth. They weren't, thankfully, fucking me at the same time. Not fucking at all. By that, I mean going at my mouth as before. No, it was slow and rhythmical. It had to be, because of there being two cocks and my throat being small; not intended to have two dicks plunder and be plunged into it. They also alternated their movements; Eric sliding his into my mouth, to begin with while Alan withdrew his.

Eventually, one of them remained still, his dick nestling inside the well of my mouth. The other one did then fuck me, going both deep and popping the turgid glans in and out of my throat. That brought forth a throaty, ‘gluh' sound, part muffled by the dormant prick, which soon had its go.

I was more than surprised when I received a mouth, and subsequent throat, full of their warm cum; the first emission, anyway. They each, subsequently, quickly withdrew themselves from me and showered my face, upper body and tits with their next offerings of equally warm spunk.

"The slut certainly likes cum," Eric exclaimed, at some point, though far from in a ridiculing sense.

After that, and with their sticky essence drooling down my face, I was urged to suck on their semi-hard cocks, one at a time, ready to replace the toy and, no doubt, for Alan to take my tight ass and in front of my husband.

Whether I was expected to dwell on why I was being treated like a slut, it had to be said, I had little time to. I was horny, I had fucked myself off with my fingers and the toy. They were treating me to rough sex and, I must admit, it was quite enjoyable; enough to have cum several times, already, myself, to their one.

"Shall we?" Eric said.

"Yeah, let's."

I was then pulled back onto the bed and laid along it. Eric then drew up my legs and pushed them back; enough that Alan, knelt beside my right shoulder, took a hold of my ankles, which he held someway apart.

"Clean that off your tits, Samantha," Alan told me, moments before I felt my husband remove the toy, followed by that of, not Eric's cock, but his warm breath as he approached my part splayed thighs.

His warm moist tongue, although unexpected, considering, was most welcome. I actually flinched with the first touch, which came at the base of my wet slit.

Having scooped up most of their cum from my tits, I then somewhat surprised Alan when I encouraged him to relax his grip on my ankles and then I drew my legs back even more. With my thighs almost angled out and my knees bent, I had my upper arms across the backs of my legs, just below my knees, and my lower arms wrapped around my legs with my hands grasping my shins.

"Wow! You can do that?" exclaimed Alan, his cock bobbing a few inches from my lips and head. With what Eric was doing to my pussy and asshole, albeit with the wet toy, as usual, I turned my gaze to his hard cock, extended my tongue and somehow managed to guide him to my lips, which I immediately closed around his knobend.

"Hurmn, emn," I moaned and murmured like a whore, as I sucked and tongued Alan's specimen of manhood, which was adequately long and of average girth while my husband worked the toy in and around my anus in a half spiral motion before drawing it back, and all while he stroked the stalk of my distended clit with his left hand and continued to flick his tongue up my wet gash and occasionally stop to tease and suck on my meaty, lobe-like, fuck flesh.

That, what I was enjoying, was very much the calm after the storm, or the calm between two storms; they had yet to fuck my pussy, which can take a good hard hammering, and my ass. I would, of course, discover which in due course. For the time being, though, I somewhat wallowed in the pleasurable climaxes that continued to build up inside my very core, each one exploding with a tingle that ran up my spine and filled my head with...afterglow. Yes, that would be a way of describing it - afterglow, and my body was certainly aglow when Alan directed his hands to my breasts.

There was still a minute residue of their dried and drying spots of cum on them, and so any hope or thought of him, either of them, actually using a mouth or tongue to stimulate, suck and lick my breasts and nipples was out of the question. Funny, that, we women are more than happy to taste ourselves, pussy and ass juice, on men's cocks, but...!

All the same, Alan's well managed and pleasurable fingers and thumb's, the general, as the later are known, were otherwise adequate. Equally so, were my husband's ministrations. With my clit exposed, emn, I never did get to that with Ralph and Julie, her father was, nevertheless, doing a fine job of teasing mine. He was also fucking my ass with the toy; in and out, back and forth, without any turns, half or otherwise, just straight up my ass and back down again.

"Hurm," I found myself uttering, as they built up a somewhat head of steam; there was certainly impetus with their motions, mine, also, as another climax soon gripped my body and washed over and through me.

I was still sucking Alan's warm erection and getting my asshole fucked by the toy, when, having repositioned himself, Eric slapped the head of his cock on my fuck lips and then eased the head of his cock into my pussy. He left it there for a few teasing moments. He then, and with one almighty burst, thrust himself deep inside me and then drew himself back and hammered his cock at me again.

"You like that," he said, and then slammed himself at me again. Too fucking right, I did, only for Eric to stop and subsequently withdraw himself.

Between them, they had me turned over, up on all fours, the toy part sticking out of my ass. They then changed ends on me. And as I licked and sucked my husband's cock, which he soon began fucking me with, I felt Alan's tongue explore my pussy while he directed the toy back and forth, in and out of my asshole.

Eventually, Eric's hand moved to my head and urged me all the way down his warm firm length. He even held me there, my lips, once more, pressed against his groin when Alan changed position and knelt close to me. I felt Alan's legs touch against those of mine followed by that of his warm cockhead, which slid, effortlessly, with aplomb, into my wet pussy. Having accomplished that, I felt his left hand urge me down, to dip my spine. Then, and as he worked the toy in and out of my ass with pleasurable rhythm, his cock began a slow in and out plunder of my warm wet depths; and I was certainly quite wet.

‘Oh fuck, yes,' my mind responded as, with my husband releasing his grip, I was ‘spit fucked' by their lengthy cocks. Although Eric remained still, even combing his fingers through my hair, teasingly, Alan, his work colleague and subordinate, thrust himself forward and urged me onto my husband's erection.

"Hurmngh," I vociferated with each forward lunge and thrust of Alan's lovely firm cock. As I said, I had enjoyed both his and a few other of my husband's work colleague's cocks. One at a time, and most certainly up my tight little asshole. A toy, even the one being occasionally urged in and out of my anus by Alan, is no match for a warm hard cock, let me tell you. Toys are firm and cold, while the real thing, although some are quite thick, is pliable, something that makes anal sex, along with some lube for the thicker ones, both bearable and immensely pleasurable, especially sandwiched between two men as hopefully would be the case for me. Before that, though...

Alan took me by surprise, when, having grasped my bunched up hair with his right hand, he not only fucked me harder, but worked my head forward and back on Eric's cock. That caused my moist lips to flash up and down my husband's warm erection all the more while my ass cheeks were continually slapped by Alan's groin. Although there was no one, Alan, directing the toy in my butt, his forceful hip swings urged it forward, all the same.

I'd never been fucked by three men in my entire life - not at the same time, that is - nor, for that matter, roughly by one or two, which was tantamount to what I was on the receiving end of. All the same, the motion of the three objects that were going at me - two cocks and a dildo - had, by then, stirred up a tremendous feeling inside me. Not just a sensation, but something notably different to those I get when I'm being fucked.

With my mouth full of my husband's prime cock meat, my pleasurable moans and murmurs when my orgasm took a hold of me were reduced to muffled ‘Hurms and hurgs.' I even, as it crashed through my body, moved my own hips, uncontrollably, back and forth, wanting to gain friction from Alan's sublime cock as it was speared back and forth, while the glans even rubbed against my g spot, which seemed to prolong my climax.

"You've been a very naughty slut," Alan, and not my husband, exclaimed.

Not sure if he meant with him or what they found me doing with my stepdaughter's fuck-buddy, I continued to accept what I was being made to pleasurably take from them, all the same.

"Alan asked you a question, oh slut wife of mine," Eric said, and withdrew himself from me so that I could rejoin. If Alan had told Eric about me and him, my husband seemed almost calm, aside from the furious fucking he, they had meted out.

"Before your divorce, hurm," I began to explain, my reply punctuated, nevertheless, by Alan continuing to fuck me just as hard while, with my hair grasped, he drew my head up to face Eric.

"Yes," Eric casually urged me to continue.

"I was needy, herm, for cock. You, yes, more, neglected me," I continued, Alan having taken up the toy, which, even then, he was motioning around and in and out of my receptive ass.

"You like that, don't you," Eric smiled, not mockingly but confidently, somewhat.

"Hurg," I emitted a low moan, as I, not only sensed what eventually was coming but felt both the toy and Alan's cock being simultaneously withdrawn.

"You know I do, but..." I intoned, leaving the obvious hanging.

Eric then took my part supporting arms and drew them up. I needed no further direction and, like the slut he realised I was, I placed my hands on my buttocks and drew my ass cheeks open for Alan. Before I could say another word, or make a sound of any kind, Eric plunged his saliva-slick cock back into my mouth and held me against him, enough that his cockhead was lodged in my throat.

Although I didn't feel any of the lube, which was still out, on my exposed rosebud, Alan's glans were slightly slippery; nonetheless, his cock was quite thick.

"Hurmn," I vociferated, the vibrations of my exclamation resonating against my husband's cock, as, when the crown of his colleague's erection had pierced my anal ring, Alan grasped my hips and with one forceful fluid motion, rammed his long thick cock straight up my tight asshole.

"Hurmn," I again uttered a muffled cry, as he lanced himself deep into my anus. Strange as it may seem, and that's how it felt at the time, his forcefulness, the way my ass was taking a railing from his masterful cock, the fire in my core was ablaze. A definite heat was creeping up my body as I was being vigorously nailed by that wonder cock in my ass, while Eric's presence in my throat along with his colleague's fitful propulsions was causing a climatic storm to gather inside me.

‘Get under me, Eric,' my mind yearned. Even though my clit wasn't being stroked, it nonetheless felt the slap from Alan's cum heavy balls with each successful swing of his hips. It was okay, but I both needed and demanded more.

"Let's both do the slut!" Eric exclaimed, and within moments, I got what I wanted. Alan still ass fucking me, all the same, while Eric withdrew himself from me. As he did, the drool that had built up in my mouth, dribbled out.

"Clean that lot up first, though," my husband told me; whereupon, releasing my right buttock, I scooped up that which was hanging from my lip and chin and then sucked the remnants from Eric's shaft. Finally, and as Eric moved beneath me, ready to fuck fill my needy cunt, I licked my palm clean.

He waited, though, no doubt wanting his slut of a wife, as he'd remarked of me, to feed his cock into her pussy. I obliged, of course, and moments later, I was riding back and forth on both my husband's and Alan's cock as they fucked themselves into my horny slut holes.

Throughout that, the fire that had been somewhat smouldering in my core, once again ignited, this time, though, it was very much a furnace. Sweat dripped from my brow while the odd spot from Alan crashed onto my sensitive back as a fury inside me gathered up.

"Oh fuck, yes, fuck me, like that, fuck my ass, fuck my cunt, fuck me," I cried out.

Some moments later, still urging them to ‘do me', as Eric had invited, my clit reacted and my body was consumed by a torrential orgasm, one that went on for some while and began in my toes. From them, it scorched a path all the way up my body. I arched my spine as it shot up it, I called out, almost baying, as it filled my head, the blast causing me to loll and go limp for a moment or two.

I then, what with my reactionary body spasms, felt two warm sensations as Eric and Alan flooded my ass and pussy with their hot creamy offerings. I then undulated my body, milking them of the next and remaining ropes of sticky spunk that shot forth from their powerful erections.

After that, I sucked and licked each one clean. As I did, Eric, to my surprise, exclaimed, "We should do this again; what do you think, Sam?" ‘Emn, now or...!' I thought to myself, agreeably.

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