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SO, Anne and her hubby Bart, both needed a holiday, but Bart being a man thoughtlessly had already agreed to go with Charlie and Doug to Doug`s lake-house to fish, not having expected his wife to want a break too, thus Bart was in a sticky old spot!
He was a little wary of going home so he popped into the local bar, within ten minutes of finishing his first Beer, in came his two mates, both laughing at something they had heard outside. One look at Bart`s face told them there was a problem. He explained his predicament over several large ones, a trouble shared and all that crap, and knowing Anne and her temper his friends thought his situation funny, as by now all three were getting a lot more …well…let say free with their comments, perhaps the drink helping…more than a little!
It was the tall thin Charlie who mentioned he had “always fancied Anne,” it was more a thought that slipped out than a proper comment, and one he immediately realised he should not have let out, but he found Bart to his surprise, was not getting up tight about his comment, (secretly they Bart and Anne had always liked the cuckold type of fantasy though being a bit chicken he hadn`t ever mentioned trying it in reality) his beloved wife who he knew was turned on by the idea, loved it as a fantasy, but he doubted it would ever get further than just that a fantasy though her being a strong willed woman, if it was going to happen it would be of her choosing that he did know. He avoided spilling the beans by saying, “Look boys, in her case it`s what she wants, not what you wish if you can get the knickers off her…well you’re a better man than me mate!!” Doug now chipped in, “look I fancy your misses too since mine went I`ve not had a lot, and this poor bugger { he jerked his thumb at Bart) is in need of a solution to his misses needing a holiday, and he can`t afford to send her away somewhere, so come with us! You can see he wouldn’t mind seeing her on the job sexually so if she came with us it might be an answer for him and us and if she did “come over, there being no TV reception up in those mountains the evenings at this time of year being long it would be a lot better than the radio, and it would save us lads cooking during fishing hours…!” Charlie saying, “I bet it could be done, get in her knickers I mean, perhaps it would kill two birds with one shot, and it would be an interesting challenge …in fact I will wager it can be done, and where better than the lake house!” They laughed, then realising Bart was not upset, and the idea was serious, both men each put a couple of 10 dollar note`s on the table, it was obviously a hot bet, Bart himself holding the cash, saying he wouldn’t stand in the way but he doubted they would either of them win!
The whole idea seemed to be the perfect answer, at least in their drink fuddled brains so they got a cab none of them being fit enough to drive! Bart, being dropped off at home and being left to `tactfully’ explain the plan to Anne.
It was the next morning before she actually spoke to him, oh she had communicated… but it was more to remonstrate about the state of him, his dried up tea, and his not having phoned…well we have all been there I am sure, and realising it was not the moment for explaining the plan, retreat being the better part of valour, he had withdrawn to the spare room… as we all would…well I would anyway, our Anne is a force to be reckoned with!
I had best describe Anne, 5ft 8inches tall, what in the UK is called a stiff woman, not fat by any means but well upholstered, solid reliable and pretty and at the time about 29 or30 ish (no one wanted to ask!) she was as I said a force to be reckoned with but a good and loving wife, who a man would be happy to have at his side.
At breakfast things were a little more…well…amenable is perhaps the word I need. Bart broached the subject with a smile, “erm look sweety, how would you fancy a week in a lake-house up at lake Wish-wash?”
She visibly brightened, especially when he said that Doug had suggested it, it was his place, all he had left from his marriage since his wife left with the postman… and it would cost them nothing…
He carefully explained that the place was isolated, and beautiful “like you my love!” (Snivelling bugger) placated she said it sounded idyllic, and she would enjoy them being away together, perhaps they could relive their honeymoon… Bart decided on the slower approach, dribbling info on the location and the scenery, wildlife etc to her slowly, in dribs and drabs over the next hour or two.
By mid-morning she was sold on the idea, and humming to herself, always a good sign, and dinner, after he had collected his car from the bar where he had left it overnight, well, dinner was fabulous. It was when he mentioned Doug and Charlie coming with them that her face went from smiles to a brief scowl, dreams of a romantic holiday just him and her by the remote lakeside evaporating like steam on a hot day. He explained that the place had a number of very private bedrooms, and that both the boys were keen fishermen, so they would be away all day, leaving her to sunbathe or whatever she wished… winking as he did! (You will note he carefully avoided to mention himself in his hints!) That seemed to placate the lady, her thinking… well its cheap and better than nothing, and it may be still be fun, she, a little reluctantly agreed to the idea, and together they planned what to pack
Friday had their motor packed up, food and fishing rods, drink, clothes and a bag of sex toys hidden in one of a couple of big cases. Sharp at ten Doug`s ute appeared, towing a small boat, Charlie with a wide grin leaping out and kissing Anne`s hand asking to her surprise, “if she was ready for a great week away.” Off they set, four hours of fast roads, then a stop for coffee where Doug suggested as Bart or Anne had not been up to the lake, perhaps Charlie who had, should ride with Bart then if they got separated…” That seemed sensible so this agreed, off they set once more. Another hour saw them on a hilly side road leading to the lake, the scenery spectacular, sun beating down, warm and soporific. Anne dozed, as she had most of the journey, a bump in the road bringing her too, she found they were alone, no sign of the other motor, and slowly grinding up a steep gradient, her companions hand resting on her knee. She lifted his hand and guided it back to the gear shift, Doug grunting his apology, with a grin that said it was a very insincere apology. They were both wearing shorts, his with the tip of his stiff penis just in sight at the left leg-hole which had ridden up presumably as he used the clutch. Her eyes now became fixed on the end of the thing, his foreskin which was peeping-out, proving it was easily the longest tool she had ever seen. Nothing was said, though he knew she had seen it, well he had meant her too, to him it was the opening round of the competition, and he knew from her face she was interested, but as a married woman…
The forest road topped out, in the distance hubby and Charlie, were just vanishing over the top of the next down gradient, Doug said nothing, so she asked, “how much further?” he grinned, “just a mile or so” the moment was over.
They pulled up at a cedar-wood `A’ shaped chalet right on the edge of the lake, it was palatial, a generator supplying the power, fresh water was supplied by a filter system, and a wood burner supplying the heat. Doug started the generator, while they explored, inside they found four smallish side bedrooms under the side eves, led from the central dining room two on the east side two on the west, a kitchen and a good sized bathroom on the front face and a tall full height glass frontage what appeared to be the rear, facing the lake , there was a small dock beside the west side to which Doug ,having pointed out his own room, soon left the others to choose bedrooms and unpack, Bart and Anne sharing on the west side, Doug and Charlie singles to the east. Next, he started the Genny, while Charlie lit the stove, using dry logs that Doug fetched in from a full load under the sheet on his ute, which explained its lack of speed on the hills that afternoon. He had floated then secured the boat to the wide wooden stage under the big window. Then unloaded the rest of the logs into the cellar with both Charlie and Bart`s help while Anne brewed coffee.
Chores over, by the time the sun began to set the four were settled warm and fed, all sat round the big window overlooking the long empty lake, in armchairs, the radio churning out soft music in the background, god in his heaven and our four-friend`s enjoying the evening, chatting about this and that and just chilling drinks in hand. At some point the subject eased round to thoughts and attitudes, about sex and marriage, Doug`s ex having hated sex, big time (at least with him) if he was to be believed, and Charlies lack of a partner, it was just a passing comment or two nothing heavy. The evening finally closing, when Bart, and Anne hand in hand, wandered off to bed saying they were tired out from the journey of the day. After they had gone, the other two having just one more snort, Doug saying to his mate, “softly, softly, catchee monkey!” it was not long till they were both in bed and snoring gently.
Our couple though enjoyed a bout of gentle sex that night, the memory of Doug`s long tool spurring her on when in the throws, muttering what she had seen… he said little, knowing the race had begun, and smiling to himself.
Breakfast was a lavish affair, Anne and her man still dressed in night clothes and dressing gowns, cooking bacon the smell of which had the others up early. They sat on the warfe at the wicker table and ate quietly, in the idyllic morning sun in what could only be termed perfect scenery, fish jumping on the water, birds calling, nature undisturbed. No-one seemed to want to speak or break the tranquil spell. Charlie eyeing her night clothing wherever the gown gaped, and never missing a glimpse, his prick turning his shorts in to a tight tent which he did little to conceal. she knew but said little, for Anne realising she was the centre of attraction, it was a revelation… realising these two single men where both sexually in desperate need and that their erections a compliment while their pursuits would be a long and enjoyably relaxing way to begin a holiday!
Doug and Charlie seeing a particularly big fish taking a fly, exchanged glances then stood both turning from her to begin loading the boat, as if driven by some silent order, Bart saying he was staying here with his wife today, and then assisting Anne to make sandwiches and coffee, no doubt to ensure the boys would stay away all day out on the lake.
They watched the little boat purr away down the lake, then like young lovers hand in hand they returned to their bedroom. They stood kissing in the doorway, the gown slipping from her shoulders as he kissed her passionately, she whispered, “Did you see Charlie eyeing my chest at the table…and he had a stiffee?” he muttered that, “he had seen, but what did she expect she was a hansom woman and the long streak was a very frustrated male, what else would he do?” she kissed him again, as he helped her from her nightdress, her full figure stood before him like an alabaster statue, beautiful and enticing. He threw his own clothing from his body, his rampant errection showing her his eagerness to mate, they were soon on the bed and deeply embedded, lips welded together. she rolling on top to take control, after just a moment, he eager and chewing on those lovely rubbery nipples he loved so much. “Easy tiger they don’t need biting off, did Charlies eyeing me up turn you on or something?” he fell back looking deep into her eyes, “yes…yes Anne, it surely did, it was a compliment that said I was right, I have a wife that all men find adorable, so yes, it did add fuel to my fire today!” she kissed him once-more hot and passionate, asking if the pass that Doug had made yesterday was a turn on too? He nodded but returned to her left nipple rather than speak or push the subject. The tempo increased, in a flurry of passion they rose to boiling point, with a cry of extasy that frightened the birds in this tranquil location they exchanged seed, it was much more intense than sex of late and it confirmed to Bart that the bet money would not be remaining in his wallet for long.
Naked now they sat at the table outside, recovered from the first round, coffee restored their energy, the warm sun on their bodies erotically warming parts unused to the sun`s rays, fingers finding parts of their bodies that until then had only been available in bed, or indoors due to the location of their urban dwelling.
They both began speaking at once, hesitated then he as the gentleman allowed her to start again, “would you be upset if I teased Charlie or Doug a bit or if things went further,?” he smiled, then said, “look my girl if you teased those two anymore, it may well go a lot further, you have them hot as hell now, no, what your saying is would I mind if you had sex with one or the other or even both of them… isn’t it…?” She blushed, hesitated then said, “would that be so very bad, I`m on the pill, and they are hot to trot, it`s not like I want to go off and live with them, and they are so… so frustrated, any fool can see that, and we are on holiday…!” she grinned, then assured him he was the only one for her long term, and if they came on to her again would he really mind so very much? His answer was a hot kiss and the whispered comment that “as long as he didn’t lose out, he was happy enough and anyway could he really stop her?” She assured him again by kissing him, he insisting she made them do all the running, which she agreed too, then they made love once more, deciding the wicker table was not strong enough they went down onto the rough wooden deck out here in the warm sun to the accompaniment of bird song and the splash of the fish.
Part 2
The two friends had spent a long day out on the lake, the fishing good, the sun warm and the conversation for a lot of the day centred around Anne and their chances. Thus, it was, the coffee having run out at dinner, that late in the afternoon they pottered homeward hungry and dry. As they pulled up to the warfe, and Charlie leapt ashore, head-rope in hand he was surprised to see the lady in question, dressed in a rather skimpy strapless swimsuit and laid on a lounger, sunbathing, and displaying a rather neat cameltoe. Bart having seen the boat approaching and having gone to brew fresh coffee, appeared with a tray just as Doug stepped ashore with a bunch of fine fish. Bart`s comment that, “the bloody fish must be surrendering easily” making them all smile.
Over coffee the two fishermen sat, eyes appraising the lady`s rather nice figure, and talking inanely about the fishing. Doug after a while going indoors to gut the caught fish and Bart lighting the bar-b-que, Charlie in his best possible Charlie way, spent the time ogling and chattering at Anne, trying to keep his errection from too obvious sight. All of which had her struggling not to laugh at his antics, hidden behind her book, and sunglasses. Doug soon appearing with a tray of drinks which broke the moment, Charlie excusing himself for a shower, (and probably a stiff wank). Doug however taking his place handing her a tall cold glass and running his eyes over her body in a way that screamed his interest. Bart at the bar-b-que chuckling to himself at the antics of his would-be rivals.
The meal, such as it was, was very tasty, fine fish, salad spuds, beans, washed down with a bottle of good wine, started the evening well. Anne and indeed Bart both knew the outcome would be sex, but with who depended on which of the two men would be first past the post. it would prove to be an interesting evening.
Over the next bottle Doug produced a pack of cards and suggested a game to pass away the evening. Predictably after a hand or two and yet another bottle, the suggestion of strip poker was put forward by Charlie, “to spice up the evening” Anne (reluctantly?) agreed but said she would get dressed first if it had to be a fair game.
They awaited her return, Doug filling in time by topping up the generator, and when they took their seats once more the game began. She proved a worthy opponent, Charlie being barefoot and Bart bare chested, fairly early, Doug and Anne managed to keep fully dressed till Charlie got down to his y fronts, stiffly pushed into a tent by his very erect prick! Red of face the gangling fisherman dealt another hand, this time Doug`s socks went, quickly followed over the next few hands by her jumper and Bart`s trousers, then Doug`s own trousers, his shirt, and then his vest. Roaring with laughter Anne dealt, her skirt went next, then in short order her stockings, her blouse and finally her bra, all eyes on her chest as the cups fell away, it revealed …the tiny swimsuit top. Groans issued from the three men, cries of “cheat” from Doug and “bloody hell” from Charlie as a grinning Bart shuffled and dealt and she began to laugh loudly
Charlie lost the next hand, red of face he slid off the pants, his circumsized six inches stiff to her gaze, as the men made sympathetic noises. He quickly sat to hide it as best he could. It took fully six more hands before finally she was obliged to reveal her pert nipples, six losses the men could ill afford, Bart and Charlie now sitting naked and Doug in a pair of rather lurid red pants, with a pattern of yellow flowers, which on revealing them had brought the comments “wow” from Charlie, and “amazing” from Anne! The woman`s tits though were something else, Charlies eyes never left them, and Doug too seemed taken with the view, remarking on the stiff nipples as if they were the holy grail. Bart of course had seen it all before, said little but his 7inches stiffened at the other men`s comments, and his wife`s smile! The sun was by then setting as they began the next hand, the naked ones agreeing to forfeit, or truths if they lost! Midges were becoming a pest near the water, so the bbq was left to die quietly and the four at Doug`s suggestion went indoors.
The electric light seemed harsh, their bodies white in the glare, moving about meant the two naked men were unable to hide their tools, which was a source of interest to Anne, who carefully perused the opposition.
The game was about to restart, Bart refilling the glasses when he suddenly said he was bored, “look, lets just cut the ruddy cards, we all know we want to get more friendly, and I think we need to be really honest, and as long as what happens here at the lake stays here… not a word gets out back at home, or anywhere else for that matter” the three exchanged glances and nods, so he continued “If my wife is willing, which going on the signs, she is” he indicated her nipples stiff and very erect, “I am happy to let her share herself, but she calls the shots, it`s her body, if she says no…its bloody NO ok?” The two men nodded, once more and play resumed.
Bart as it happened was the first loser, drawing just a two against a set of picture cards. He was asked by Doug, the one with the highest card, to tell them the most embarrassing sexual thing he had ever done… hesitantly and red of face the loser recounted the time he had had his wife just after their marriage, out in the woodland, at the country park when, just at the crucial vinegar stroke, a party of school k**s on a nature ramble had appeared. Anne by now was choking on her drink, face red and embarrassed at the memory! Asked what they had done, she simply said “we ran!” laughter followed, and drinks were gulped, then the cards were again cut, Bart this time drew a queen, Charlie a three, Doug a seven, all eyes went to Anne, hopeful of the loss of her one last garment, she drew a four. Charlie as the loser was asked by Bart, if, as he strongly suspected, he was still a virgin… Anne thought the tall gangling 30 something was going to faint, his face very red and his eyes bulging… there was a long silence then the spluttered confession of “nearly!” she asked him to explain, but he refused sidestepping a direct answer by saying that was a second question!
She put her hand on his shoulder, sat as she was next to him and quietly said “It`s your turn to cut,” she made that short statement sound like a promise… and eye contact said she was betting he wouldn’t be any sort of virgin by the time he went home!
A shaking hand cut the pack once more, drawing the four of hearts, Doug drew a three, Bart a six and Anne,
after a chuckle and shutting her eyes drew an ace, Doug stood and slowly with a smile revealed himself, the long thin appendage was the longest tool any of them had ever clapped eyes on, eleven inches give or take, red and stiff, but thin, uncut and mounted over the smallest of balls in a tiny bag… she gasped, Bart grinned and Charlie`s eyes met his friends, while saying, “you see I said she would like it, you have nothing to be embarrassed about…” which had all of them intrigued. Charlie explained for his mate, that “Doug had been worried about what they would say, as his wife, well, now ex-wife, had run off, as she viewed his tool as deformed, his balls incapable of producing live seed, and in her words “the thing had been too thin to properly satisfy any grown woman!”
Anne, in a voice laden with sympathy exclaimed that she was “looking forward to sampling it,” quickly adding for Charlies sake, “and yours, I`ve never had a circumsized tool before either,” she took the card pack from them, placing it in front of her, “Sod the cards, let`s cut to the chase, for whatever reason, you both have been eyeing me like eager dogs after a bitch on heat, my husband is keen to watch me with other men, though he hasn’t told me that, I am on the pill and so am reasonably safe, we are here, in this very private spot and I have the choice of three very different dicks over the next five days.” She paused the silence deafening, “With my husband`s permission I will take Charlie to my bed tonight, just because he is still a virgin, give or take, and I want to have him, and take his cherry in total privacy, to enjoy him and get him sorted,” she paused but from dawn tomorrow…” she paused again, “no, from now… it being my holiday too, I shan`t be doing any cooking or doing chores, that will be up to you all in turn” she paused “In turn and exchange, again I hope, with my husband`s full permission and I hope his enjoyment, I will make myself available to you, all three of you in turn sexually!” eyeing their shocked faces each in turn, with a slow smile, she set her eyes in a steady gaze on Bart, then went on, “I will give myself as your whore and sex slave…” jaws dropped each man gobsmacked, this was beyond there wildest fantasies… she went on to explain it had been her greatest fantasy for a very long while, for me to be used, and shared, “and I think Bart`s too, though he has never said as much,! The absolute amazed silence was broken by a goose on the lake calling out the cry haunting and sad.
She went on, “But and it’s a big but, though I want more than just straight sex…I want to be taken, filled in all three holes… I wish to be used as a total sex slave and to have you do just as you feel fit with me, to fulfil your darkest fantasies and of course in turn, mine!” she paused, “I long wanted to be abused, so I choose to give my body to you all, to use, here, but please, leave me with no lasting marks, nor damage, though how you split up the time, will be up to you, but I suggest you each take a day apiece, three days starting tomorrow, will give me 24 hours between each of you, to recover… as my dedicated master for the day, how… when and even where you use me that`s very much up to you
It was a speech that left the place in a stunned silence at the implications, all three Jaws dropped, as she rose to her feet and kissed the now thunderstruck Bart, then waited, all eyes on him.
He suddenly clicked that she was awaiting his permission, this was just her proposal and it needed his blessing as her husband. He looked deep into her eyes, stuttered, “Well… yes ok… if that’s your wish yes let`s do it then… grins broke out all round, she kissed him once more then turning to Charlie, she said, “I must pee then get ready for you, my virgin stud, I suspect you may wish a moment to ready yourself too so you can come to my bedroom in about ten minutes!” without another word, she turned and strode purposefully to the bathroom leaving them all three, silently gazing after her.
It would be a long difficult night for both Bart being cuck for the first time, and Doug no doubt with blue balls, but if she stuck to her promise which they had no reason to doubt there was much to look forward as well.
Part 3
Dressed now under her dressing gown in lacy knickers, and a baby doll nightdress, Anne returned wordlessly to her room, Charlie used the bathroom, while Bart without a word just kissed his wife and rapidly moved to the spare bedroom. After the discussion during the afternoon, while the men were still away fishing, they had planned a night like this, so he had known all evening she planned to sleep with one of them, not him of course, so he had thrown things into a bag ready to move and had been in a state of some excitement to say the least. But the use me revelation, now that had come as a shock… Now he was to sleep alone, in the adjacent bedroom, knowing the thin adjoining wall would provide him with sound but not sight of the copulating pair, just the thought exciting him beyond measure.
The conversation when Charlie knocked on her door was muffled, but with the aid of a glass held against the wall, he heard her ask about his comment in the game, when asked if he was a virgin he had said “nearly!” She asked him for chapter and verse, Charlie spluttered a bit, then said that “he had once fingered his sister in her last year at school, she having taken pity on him, he had wanted to sleep with her properly, but she had become pregnant by a young marine and had married him before moving away so it had never actually happened. He heard his Anne, sympathetically say; “it was a lovely story and perhaps tonight she could help with his problem,” then it went quiet, as though she was kissing him. There were various bumps and noises that gave Bart the impression that clothes were coming off, no doubt Charlies, his boots would account for the louder thumps he heard, then a long and deep gasping intake of breath as he supposed Charlie had got his first look at her on his own and in a bedroom with a real woman, then the bedhead tapped the wall as the bed received one then the second of the two bodies, various gurgles, and gentle grunts, exclamations, and light groans, no doubt as Bart`s friend found the joy of the woman, his woman`s layout, and explored the folds of her body so normally hidden if only by her bodily shape. Then came her intake of breath, a grunted “yessss” and the first tentative taps of the headboard telegraphing that Charlie was no more a virgin… Bart his own tool in hand, smiled, then the headboard stopped, followed by an oath then Charlies apologies and her voice saying” it was to be expected, you were a virgin, and that happened sometimes,” and “better luck next time,” before there was a short break and then the bedhead began its tattoo once again. Bart smiling placed the glass on his bedside table, it was first drumroll and not the only one that would be played that night, he knew his wife, and he knew Charlie…and he had his own stiffee to take care of now.
It was a long night, the bedhead clattered on the wall time and again, each crescendo preceding a break, each break and subsequent drum roll longer in duration and louder and more rapid till just before another break. It was a tired, but very self-satisfied Charlie that sat to his breakfast that morning, that’s for sure, his face permanently smiling as he ate his bacon sandwich. Both the others grinning at one another in a knowing way. while being her master meantime,
Anne didn’t appear till midday, Bart and Charlie by then out in the boat, fishing. Doug being elected be `master of the day’ and also to do the chores, and the evening meal today it was going to be a fun few days.
SO, Anne and her hubby Bart, both needed a holiday, but Bart being a man thoughtlessly had already agreed to go with Charlie and Doug to Doug`s lake-house to fish, not having expected his wife to want a break too, thus Bart was in a sticky old spot!
He was a little wary of going home so he popped into the local bar, within ten minutes of finishing his first Beer, in came his two mates, both laughing at something they had heard outside. One look at Bart`s face told them there was a problem. He explained his predicament over several large ones, a trouble shared and all that crap, and knowing Anne and her temper his friends thought his situation funny, as by now all three were getting a lot more …well…let say free with their comments, perhaps the drink helping…more than a little!
It was the tall thin Charlie who mentioned he had “always fancied Anne,” it was more a thought that slipped out than a proper comment, and one he immediately realised he should not have let out, but he found Bart to his surprise, was not getting up tight about his comment, (secretly they Bart and Anne had always liked the cuckold type of fantasy though being a bit chicken he hadn`t ever mentioned trying it in reality) his beloved wife who he knew was turned on by the idea, loved it as a fantasy, but he doubted it would ever get further than just that a fantasy though her being a strong willed woman, if it was going to happen it would be of her choosing that he did know. He avoided spilling the beans by saying, “Look boys, in her case it`s what she wants, not what you wish if you can get the knickers off her…well you’re a better man than me mate!!” Doug now chipped in, “look I fancy your misses too since mine went I`ve not had a lot, and this poor bugger { he jerked his thumb at Bart) is in need of a solution to his misses needing a holiday, and he can`t afford to send her away somewhere, so come with us! You can see he wouldn’t mind seeing her on the job sexually so if she came with us it might be an answer for him and us and if she did “come over, there being no TV reception up in those mountains the evenings at this time of year being long it would be a lot better than the radio, and it would save us lads cooking during fishing hours…!” Charlie saying, “I bet it could be done, get in her knickers I mean, perhaps it would kill two birds with one shot, and it would be an interesting challenge …in fact I will wager it can be done, and where better than the lake house!” They laughed, then realising Bart was not upset, and the idea was serious, both men each put a couple of 10 dollar note`s on the table, it was obviously a hot bet, Bart himself holding the cash, saying he wouldn’t stand in the way but he doubted they would either of them win!
The whole idea seemed to be the perfect answer, at least in their drink fuddled brains so they got a cab none of them being fit enough to drive! Bart, being dropped off at home and being left to `tactfully’ explain the plan to Anne.
It was the next morning before she actually spoke to him, oh she had communicated… but it was more to remonstrate about the state of him, his dried up tea, and his not having phoned…well we have all been there I am sure, and realising it was not the moment for explaining the plan, retreat being the better part of valour, he had withdrawn to the spare room… as we all would…well I would anyway, our Anne is a force to be reckoned with!
I had best describe Anne, 5ft 8inches tall, what in the UK is called a stiff woman, not fat by any means but well upholstered, solid reliable and pretty and at the time about 29 or30 ish (no one wanted to ask!) she was as I said a force to be reckoned with but a good and loving wife, who a man would be happy to have at his side.
At breakfast things were a little more…well…amenable is perhaps the word I need. Bart broached the subject with a smile, “erm look sweety, how would you fancy a week in a lake-house up at lake Wish-wash?”
She visibly brightened, especially when he said that Doug had suggested it, it was his place, all he had left from his marriage since his wife left with the postman… and it would cost them nothing…
He carefully explained that the place was isolated, and beautiful “like you my love!” (Snivelling bugger) placated she said it sounded idyllic, and she would enjoy them being away together, perhaps they could relive their honeymoon… Bart decided on the slower approach, dribbling info on the location and the scenery, wildlife etc to her slowly, in dribs and drabs over the next hour or two.
By mid-morning she was sold on the idea, and humming to herself, always a good sign, and dinner, after he had collected his car from the bar where he had left it overnight, well, dinner was fabulous. It was when he mentioned Doug and Charlie coming with them that her face went from smiles to a brief scowl, dreams of a romantic holiday just him and her by the remote lakeside evaporating like steam on a hot day. He explained that the place had a number of very private bedrooms, and that both the boys were keen fishermen, so they would be away all day, leaving her to sunbathe or whatever she wished… winking as he did! (You will note he carefully avoided to mention himself in his hints!) That seemed to placate the lady, her thinking… well its cheap and better than nothing, and it may be still be fun, she, a little reluctantly agreed to the idea, and together they planned what to pack
Friday had their motor packed up, food and fishing rods, drink, clothes and a bag of sex toys hidden in one of a couple of big cases. Sharp at ten Doug`s ute appeared, towing a small boat, Charlie with a wide grin leaping out and kissing Anne`s hand asking to her surprise, “if she was ready for a great week away.” Off they set, four hours of fast roads, then a stop for coffee where Doug suggested as Bart or Anne had not been up to the lake, perhaps Charlie who had, should ride with Bart then if they got separated…” That seemed sensible so this agreed, off they set once more. Another hour saw them on a hilly side road leading to the lake, the scenery spectacular, sun beating down, warm and soporific. Anne dozed, as she had most of the journey, a bump in the road bringing her too, she found they were alone, no sign of the other motor, and slowly grinding up a steep gradient, her companions hand resting on her knee. She lifted his hand and guided it back to the gear shift, Doug grunting his apology, with a grin that said it was a very insincere apology. They were both wearing shorts, his with the tip of his stiff penis just in sight at the left leg-hole which had ridden up presumably as he used the clutch. Her eyes now became fixed on the end of the thing, his foreskin which was peeping-out, proving it was easily the longest tool she had ever seen. Nothing was said, though he knew she had seen it, well he had meant her too, to him it was the opening round of the competition, and he knew from her face she was interested, but as a married woman…
The forest road topped out, in the distance hubby and Charlie, were just vanishing over the top of the next down gradient, Doug said nothing, so she asked, “how much further?” he grinned, “just a mile or so” the moment was over.
They pulled up at a cedar-wood `A’ shaped chalet right on the edge of the lake, it was palatial, a generator supplying the power, fresh water was supplied by a filter system, and a wood burner supplying the heat. Doug started the generator, while they explored, inside they found four smallish side bedrooms under the side eves, led from the central dining room two on the east side two on the west, a kitchen and a good sized bathroom on the front face and a tall full height glass frontage what appeared to be the rear, facing the lake , there was a small dock beside the west side to which Doug ,having pointed out his own room, soon left the others to choose bedrooms and unpack, Bart and Anne sharing on the west side, Doug and Charlie singles to the east. Next, he started the Genny, while Charlie lit the stove, using dry logs that Doug fetched in from a full load under the sheet on his ute, which explained its lack of speed on the hills that afternoon. He had floated then secured the boat to the wide wooden stage under the big window. Then unloaded the rest of the logs into the cellar with both Charlie and Bart`s help while Anne brewed coffee.
Chores over, by the time the sun began to set the four were settled warm and fed, all sat round the big window overlooking the long empty lake, in armchairs, the radio churning out soft music in the background, god in his heaven and our four-friend`s enjoying the evening, chatting about this and that and just chilling drinks in hand. At some point the subject eased round to thoughts and attitudes, about sex and marriage, Doug`s ex having hated sex, big time (at least with him) if he was to be believed, and Charlies lack of a partner, it was just a passing comment or two nothing heavy. The evening finally closing, when Bart, and Anne hand in hand, wandered off to bed saying they were tired out from the journey of the day. After they had gone, the other two having just one more snort, Doug saying to his mate, “softly, softly, catchee monkey!” it was not long till they were both in bed and snoring gently.
Our couple though enjoyed a bout of gentle sex that night, the memory of Doug`s long tool spurring her on when in the throws, muttering what she had seen… he said little, knowing the race had begun, and smiling to himself.
Breakfast was a lavish affair, Anne and her man still dressed in night clothes and dressing gowns, cooking bacon the smell of which had the others up early. They sat on the warfe at the wicker table and ate quietly, in the idyllic morning sun in what could only be termed perfect scenery, fish jumping on the water, birds calling, nature undisturbed. No-one seemed to want to speak or break the tranquil spell. Charlie eyeing her night clothing wherever the gown gaped, and never missing a glimpse, his prick turning his shorts in to a tight tent which he did little to conceal. she knew but said little, for Anne realising she was the centre of attraction, it was a revelation… realising these two single men where both sexually in desperate need and that their erections a compliment while their pursuits would be a long and enjoyably relaxing way to begin a holiday!
Doug and Charlie seeing a particularly big fish taking a fly, exchanged glances then stood both turning from her to begin loading the boat, as if driven by some silent order, Bart saying he was staying here with his wife today, and then assisting Anne to make sandwiches and coffee, no doubt to ensure the boys would stay away all day out on the lake.
They watched the little boat purr away down the lake, then like young lovers hand in hand they returned to their bedroom. They stood kissing in the doorway, the gown slipping from her shoulders as he kissed her passionately, she whispered, “Did you see Charlie eyeing my chest at the table…and he had a stiffee?” he muttered that, “he had seen, but what did she expect she was a hansom woman and the long streak was a very frustrated male, what else would he do?” she kissed him again, as he helped her from her nightdress, her full figure stood before him like an alabaster statue, beautiful and enticing. He threw his own clothing from his body, his rampant errection showing her his eagerness to mate, they were soon on the bed and deeply embedded, lips welded together. she rolling on top to take control, after just a moment, he eager and chewing on those lovely rubbery nipples he loved so much. “Easy tiger they don’t need biting off, did Charlies eyeing me up turn you on or something?” he fell back looking deep into her eyes, “yes…yes Anne, it surely did, it was a compliment that said I was right, I have a wife that all men find adorable, so yes, it did add fuel to my fire today!” she kissed him once-more hot and passionate, asking if the pass that Doug had made yesterday was a turn on too? He nodded but returned to her left nipple rather than speak or push the subject. The tempo increased, in a flurry of passion they rose to boiling point, with a cry of extasy that frightened the birds in this tranquil location they exchanged seed, it was much more intense than sex of late and it confirmed to Bart that the bet money would not be remaining in his wallet for long.
Naked now they sat at the table outside, recovered from the first round, coffee restored their energy, the warm sun on their bodies erotically warming parts unused to the sun`s rays, fingers finding parts of their bodies that until then had only been available in bed, or indoors due to the location of their urban dwelling.
They both began speaking at once, hesitated then he as the gentleman allowed her to start again, “would you be upset if I teased Charlie or Doug a bit or if things went further,?” he smiled, then said, “look my girl if you teased those two anymore, it may well go a lot further, you have them hot as hell now, no, what your saying is would I mind if you had sex with one or the other or even both of them… isn’t it…?” She blushed, hesitated then said, “would that be so very bad, I`m on the pill, and they are hot to trot, it`s not like I want to go off and live with them, and they are so… so frustrated, any fool can see that, and we are on holiday…!” she grinned, then assured him he was the only one for her long term, and if they came on to her again would he really mind so very much? His answer was a hot kiss and the whispered comment that “as long as he didn’t lose out, he was happy enough and anyway could he really stop her?” She assured him again by kissing him, he insisting she made them do all the running, which she agreed too, then they made love once more, deciding the wicker table was not strong enough they went down onto the rough wooden deck out here in the warm sun to the accompaniment of bird song and the splash of the fish.
Part 2
The two friends had spent a long day out on the lake, the fishing good, the sun warm and the conversation for a lot of the day centred around Anne and their chances. Thus, it was, the coffee having run out at dinner, that late in the afternoon they pottered homeward hungry and dry. As they pulled up to the warfe, and Charlie leapt ashore, head-rope in hand he was surprised to see the lady in question, dressed in a rather skimpy strapless swimsuit and laid on a lounger, sunbathing, and displaying a rather neat cameltoe. Bart having seen the boat approaching and having gone to brew fresh coffee, appeared with a tray just as Doug stepped ashore with a bunch of fine fish. Bart`s comment that, “the bloody fish must be surrendering easily” making them all smile.
Over coffee the two fishermen sat, eyes appraising the lady`s rather nice figure, and talking inanely about the fishing. Doug after a while going indoors to gut the caught fish and Bart lighting the bar-b-que, Charlie in his best possible Charlie way, spent the time ogling and chattering at Anne, trying to keep his errection from too obvious sight. All of which had her struggling not to laugh at his antics, hidden behind her book, and sunglasses. Doug soon appearing with a tray of drinks which broke the moment, Charlie excusing himself for a shower, (and probably a stiff wank). Doug however taking his place handing her a tall cold glass and running his eyes over her body in a way that screamed his interest. Bart at the bar-b-que chuckling to himself at the antics of his would-be rivals.
The meal, such as it was, was very tasty, fine fish, salad spuds, beans, washed down with a bottle of good wine, started the evening well. Anne and indeed Bart both knew the outcome would be sex, but with who depended on which of the two men would be first past the post. it would prove to be an interesting evening.
Over the next bottle Doug produced a pack of cards and suggested a game to pass away the evening. Predictably after a hand or two and yet another bottle, the suggestion of strip poker was put forward by Charlie, “to spice up the evening” Anne (reluctantly?) agreed but said she would get dressed first if it had to be a fair game.
They awaited her return, Doug filling in time by topping up the generator, and when they took their seats once more the game began. She proved a worthy opponent, Charlie being barefoot and Bart bare chested, fairly early, Doug and Anne managed to keep fully dressed till Charlie got down to his y fronts, stiffly pushed into a tent by his very erect prick! Red of face the gangling fisherman dealt another hand, this time Doug`s socks went, quickly followed over the next few hands by her jumper and Bart`s trousers, then Doug`s own trousers, his shirt, and then his vest. Roaring with laughter Anne dealt, her skirt went next, then in short order her stockings, her blouse and finally her bra, all eyes on her chest as the cups fell away, it revealed …the tiny swimsuit top. Groans issued from the three men, cries of “cheat” from Doug and “bloody hell” from Charlie as a grinning Bart shuffled and dealt and she began to laugh loudly
Charlie lost the next hand, red of face he slid off the pants, his circumsized six inches stiff to her gaze, as the men made sympathetic noises. He quickly sat to hide it as best he could. It took fully six more hands before finally she was obliged to reveal her pert nipples, six losses the men could ill afford, Bart and Charlie now sitting naked and Doug in a pair of rather lurid red pants, with a pattern of yellow flowers, which on revealing them had brought the comments “wow” from Charlie, and “amazing” from Anne! The woman`s tits though were something else, Charlies eyes never left them, and Doug too seemed taken with the view, remarking on the stiff nipples as if they were the holy grail. Bart of course had seen it all before, said little but his 7inches stiffened at the other men`s comments, and his wife`s smile! The sun was by then setting as they began the next hand, the naked ones agreeing to forfeit, or truths if they lost! Midges were becoming a pest near the water, so the bbq was left to die quietly and the four at Doug`s suggestion went indoors.
The electric light seemed harsh, their bodies white in the glare, moving about meant the two naked men were unable to hide their tools, which was a source of interest to Anne, who carefully perused the opposition.
The game was about to restart, Bart refilling the glasses when he suddenly said he was bored, “look, lets just cut the ruddy cards, we all know we want to get more friendly, and I think we need to be really honest, and as long as what happens here at the lake stays here… not a word gets out back at home, or anywhere else for that matter” the three exchanged glances and nods, so he continued “If my wife is willing, which going on the signs, she is” he indicated her nipples stiff and very erect, “I am happy to let her share herself, but she calls the shots, it`s her body, if she says no…its bloody NO ok?” The two men nodded, once more and play resumed.
Bart as it happened was the first loser, drawing just a two against a set of picture cards. He was asked by Doug, the one with the highest card, to tell them the most embarrassing sexual thing he had ever done… hesitantly and red of face the loser recounted the time he had had his wife just after their marriage, out in the woodland, at the country park when, just at the crucial vinegar stroke, a party of school k**s on a nature ramble had appeared. Anne by now was choking on her drink, face red and embarrassed at the memory! Asked what they had done, she simply said “we ran!” laughter followed, and drinks were gulped, then the cards were again cut, Bart this time drew a queen, Charlie a three, Doug a seven, all eyes went to Anne, hopeful of the loss of her one last garment, she drew a four. Charlie as the loser was asked by Bart, if, as he strongly suspected, he was still a virgin… Anne thought the tall gangling 30 something was going to faint, his face very red and his eyes bulging… there was a long silence then the spluttered confession of “nearly!” she asked him to explain, but he refused sidestepping a direct answer by saying that was a second question!
She put her hand on his shoulder, sat as she was next to him and quietly said “It`s your turn to cut,” she made that short statement sound like a promise… and eye contact said she was betting he wouldn’t be any sort of virgin by the time he went home!
A shaking hand cut the pack once more, drawing the four of hearts, Doug drew a three, Bart a six and Anne,
after a chuckle and shutting her eyes drew an ace, Doug stood and slowly with a smile revealed himself, the long thin appendage was the longest tool any of them had ever clapped eyes on, eleven inches give or take, red and stiff, but thin, uncut and mounted over the smallest of balls in a tiny bag… she gasped, Bart grinned and Charlie`s eyes met his friends, while saying, “you see I said she would like it, you have nothing to be embarrassed about…” which had all of them intrigued. Charlie explained for his mate, that “Doug had been worried about what they would say, as his wife, well, now ex-wife, had run off, as she viewed his tool as deformed, his balls incapable of producing live seed, and in her words “the thing had been too thin to properly satisfy any grown woman!”
Anne, in a voice laden with sympathy exclaimed that she was “looking forward to sampling it,” quickly adding for Charlies sake, “and yours, I`ve never had a circumsized tool before either,” she took the card pack from them, placing it in front of her, “Sod the cards, let`s cut to the chase, for whatever reason, you both have been eyeing me like eager dogs after a bitch on heat, my husband is keen to watch me with other men, though he hasn’t told me that, I am on the pill and so am reasonably safe, we are here, in this very private spot and I have the choice of three very different dicks over the next five days.” She paused the silence deafening, “With my husband`s permission I will take Charlie to my bed tonight, just because he is still a virgin, give or take, and I want to have him, and take his cherry in total privacy, to enjoy him and get him sorted,” she paused but from dawn tomorrow…” she paused again, “no, from now… it being my holiday too, I shan`t be doing any cooking or doing chores, that will be up to you all in turn” she paused “In turn and exchange, again I hope, with my husband`s full permission and I hope his enjoyment, I will make myself available to you, all three of you in turn sexually!” eyeing their shocked faces each in turn, with a slow smile, she set her eyes in a steady gaze on Bart, then went on, “I will give myself as your whore and sex slave…” jaws dropped each man gobsmacked, this was beyond there wildest fantasies… she went on to explain it had been her greatest fantasy for a very long while, for me to be used, and shared, “and I think Bart`s too, though he has never said as much,! The absolute amazed silence was broken by a goose on the lake calling out the cry haunting and sad.
She went on, “But and it’s a big but, though I want more than just straight sex…I want to be taken, filled in all three holes… I wish to be used as a total sex slave and to have you do just as you feel fit with me, to fulfil your darkest fantasies and of course in turn, mine!” she paused, “I long wanted to be abused, so I choose to give my body to you all, to use, here, but please, leave me with no lasting marks, nor damage, though how you split up the time, will be up to you, but I suggest you each take a day apiece, three days starting tomorrow, will give me 24 hours between each of you, to recover… as my dedicated master for the day, how… when and even where you use me that`s very much up to you
It was a speech that left the place in a stunned silence at the implications, all three Jaws dropped, as she rose to her feet and kissed the now thunderstruck Bart, then waited, all eyes on him.
He suddenly clicked that she was awaiting his permission, this was just her proposal and it needed his blessing as her husband. He looked deep into her eyes, stuttered, “Well… yes ok… if that’s your wish yes let`s do it then… grins broke out all round, she kissed him once more then turning to Charlie, she said, “I must pee then get ready for you, my virgin stud, I suspect you may wish a moment to ready yourself too so you can come to my bedroom in about ten minutes!” without another word, she turned and strode purposefully to the bathroom leaving them all three, silently gazing after her.
It would be a long difficult night for both Bart being cuck for the first time, and Doug no doubt with blue balls, but if she stuck to her promise which they had no reason to doubt there was much to look forward as well.
Part 3
Dressed now under her dressing gown in lacy knickers, and a baby doll nightdress, Anne returned wordlessly to her room, Charlie used the bathroom, while Bart without a word just kissed his wife and rapidly moved to the spare bedroom. After the discussion during the afternoon, while the men were still away fishing, they had planned a night like this, so he had known all evening she planned to sleep with one of them, not him of course, so he had thrown things into a bag ready to move and had been in a state of some excitement to say the least. But the use me revelation, now that had come as a shock… Now he was to sleep alone, in the adjacent bedroom, knowing the thin adjoining wall would provide him with sound but not sight of the copulating pair, just the thought exciting him beyond measure.
The conversation when Charlie knocked on her door was muffled, but with the aid of a glass held against the wall, he heard her ask about his comment in the game, when asked if he was a virgin he had said “nearly!” She asked him for chapter and verse, Charlie spluttered a bit, then said that “he had once fingered his sister in her last year at school, she having taken pity on him, he had wanted to sleep with her properly, but she had become pregnant by a young marine and had married him before moving away so it had never actually happened. He heard his Anne, sympathetically say; “it was a lovely story and perhaps tonight she could help with his problem,” then it went quiet, as though she was kissing him. There were various bumps and noises that gave Bart the impression that clothes were coming off, no doubt Charlies, his boots would account for the louder thumps he heard, then a long and deep gasping intake of breath as he supposed Charlie had got his first look at her on his own and in a bedroom with a real woman, then the bedhead tapped the wall as the bed received one then the second of the two bodies, various gurgles, and gentle grunts, exclamations, and light groans, no doubt as Bart`s friend found the joy of the woman, his woman`s layout, and explored the folds of her body so normally hidden if only by her bodily shape. Then came her intake of breath, a grunted “yessss” and the first tentative taps of the headboard telegraphing that Charlie was no more a virgin… Bart his own tool in hand, smiled, then the headboard stopped, followed by an oath then Charlies apologies and her voice saying” it was to be expected, you were a virgin, and that happened sometimes,” and “better luck next time,” before there was a short break and then the bedhead began its tattoo once again. Bart smiling placed the glass on his bedside table, it was first drumroll and not the only one that would be played that night, he knew his wife, and he knew Charlie…and he had his own stiffee to take care of now.
It was a long night, the bedhead clattered on the wall time and again, each crescendo preceding a break, each break and subsequent drum roll longer in duration and louder and more rapid till just before another break. It was a tired, but very self-satisfied Charlie that sat to his breakfast that morning, that’s for sure, his face permanently smiling as he ate his bacon sandwich. Both the others grinning at one another in a knowing way. while being her master meantime,
Anne didn’t appear till midday, Bart and Charlie by then out in the boat, fishing. Doug being elected be `master of the day’ and also to do the chores, and the evening meal today it was going to be a fun few days.
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