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Authors: Sandy Smyth

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“Now, ride me, Kate. Hard and fast. Do it now!” He reached to the side and swatted her ass cheek firmly. “Ride me, I said. Now,” he demanded hoarsely with another swat on her other ass cheek.

“Oh, Tom. Welcome home, love. Welcome home,” she cried brokenly as she began the remembered choreography of moves on Tom’s cock, her pussy caressing and contracting as she glided up and down on his shaft with increasing speed. Their eyes locked together in a communication stronger than words could express. But when Tom lifted one hand to her breast, squeezing and palpating her soft flesh, and his other hand slid between her legs, rubbing and stroking her dripping slit as she fucked him, her eyes closed in pleasure and a sobbing groan of carnal rapture escaped her lips.

Suddenly, Tom grabbed her hips and forced her to stop her movement on his cock.

“Stop, babe. Just sit for a minute with my cock inside you. I don’t want this to end too soon. I want to feel your pussy gloving my meat, squeezing it tight. Don’t come yet, babe. Not until I tell you to come.”

“Please! Tom, don’t make me stop. Please, Tom, I need to fuck. I need to come.”

Tom brought his right leg up behind her, placing his foot flat on the bed. “Lean back, Kate, against my leg. Let me look at you. Let me touch and play with you for a few minutes before I let you come. First, let me spread those pussy lips so that you can sink even farther down on me. I need you to take me all the way to the root of my cock. Now! Take it all. Yes! Just like that.”

Kate groaned as she squirmed down as far as possible on his cock. She sat up and started rotating herself on his meat until his hands grasped her hips, stopping her from moving.

“You’re being very bad, Kate. I seem to be having a problem controlling you. Maybe I should call in Mike and John. They’ll make sure you don’t move or come until I say so. Besides, they’ve watched me suck and play with your pussy. They’ve seen you naked and spread out on the bed. They’ve watched me fuck you with various vibrators and dildos, too. They also helped the other night, fucking your ass and cunt with your toys. So why don’t we invite them back to watch you fucking me? Wouldn’t you like that?

“Tom. Oh, God, that sounds so hot!”

“Wow, babe. Your juices are dripping and flowing around my dick like crazy. You like the idea, don’t you? They can’t fuck you tonight because that’s for you and me, but I just might let them touch you while you’re impaled on my cock. Think about it, Kate. Perhaps they can suck your tits while fingering and stroking other parts of your body. It would be kind of a prelude to the next time you get fucked, because after tonight the next cock stretching that pussy will be Mike’s or John’s, with me watching them fuck you. And maybe, just maybe, if you ask them nicely, they’ll let us watch
them
make love to each other! Would you like to see that, Kate? Would you like to watch with me while they make love to each other, while they fuck and suck?”

Tom held Kate firmly down on his cock. With each word he flexed his cock inside her, making her jerk and moan with pleasure. “Yes. Or. No?”

At the eroticism of his words and the pictures they created in her mind, Kate felt the contractions in her vagina that signaled the start of her orgasm. She stiffened, her cunt contracting strongly around his cock as her hips began the frantic cadence leading to completion. Kate leaned forward and framed Tom’s face with her hands, her mouth touching his, her teeth nipping his bottom lip sharply as she rode his cock.

“Yes! I want all of that. All of it, Tom. I’ll admit that I want to see their naked bodies again and I want to feel them touching me. I want them to watch as we fuck and feel their hands, mouths, and cocks stroking me. I want to get down on my knees and suck their dicks and then swallow their cum. I want to spread my legs and let them fuck me with my toys again. I really loved having all three of you touching me at the same time. But tonight, I want all of
you
, just you. Just you and me together again, the way we used to be. Tomorrow and all of the tomorrows after that are for all four of us, but not tonight. Tonight is ours alone.”

His voice hoarse with overwhelming emotion, Tom cried, “Fuck me, Kate. Fuck me now! Come for me, Kate. Come now.” Tom pulled Kate to him as his hips lifted to meet her downward thrust. His balls drew up tight to his body just before they began the jolting release deep into Kate’s body, triggering her violent orgasm. Kate could feel his arms banding around her as she felt her release bathing his erupting cock. Then the darkness descended and blotted out the vivid bursts of color behind her closed eyelids, and she slipped into an exhausted, boneless sleep.

 

* * * *

 

Tom managed to roll Kate off of him and onto her back beside him without waking her. He reached over to the bedside stand and grabbed a handful of tissues and did a rough, preliminary cleaning of their body fluids from both of them. He snuggled down beside Kate and pulled the coverlet over them, and then he, too, succumbed to sleep.

Chapter 4

 

Breakfast the next morning was an edgy affair. Everyone except Tom seemed to be on pins and needles.

“Kate, I explained to John and Mike where you came up with the three musketeers. Their only question was ‘do we have to dress the part?’ They seemed very relieved when I assured them that clothing was optional.”

Loud groans and laughter met his bad joke. But it did break the tension at the table.

“I’ve decided that, since it’s supposed to rain this morning, we’re going to spend some time at home…in the attic.”

Tom looked into the faces around him and saw the fiery heat in John’s eyes, while Mike grinned in anticipation. And, in Kate, well, there was excitement, but tinged with a little apprehension.

“There is something that should be taken care of first. Kate really needs a nice, relaxing bubble bath because she’s much too tense and nervous. Sweetheart, I’ve asked Mike and John to assist you in your bath. They will scrub your back and front and wash you from head to toe and everywhere in between. But before we go there, let’s go back to my office.” He looked at Mike and John. “I have something I think you’ll want to use to prepare her for the attic, but only after Kate has been properly bathed.” Before anyone could ask questions or make a comment, Tom wheeled his wheelchair from the breakfast room and they followed closely behind him.

Tom’s desk was at one end of his office and a small round table and four chairs were at the opposite end. He had spread out a large fluffy towel in the center of the table. On the towel was a large, carved wooden box. He looked at Kate and smiled.

“Before my accident, I promised you a treasure chest of baubles, didn’t I, Kate?” He opened the box and tipped it over, spilling strings of beads of every color, shape, and size onto the towel. The beads were made of solid glass, wood, metal, and porcelain. Some were made of semiprecious stones and many other materials, and ranged from a large pea-sized diameter, to Ping-Pong ball size. Some were smooth, some were carved, and all were beautiful. The length of the strings varied also, from six inches to a foot, to two feet and everything in between. Each string of beads had a firmly attached “T” handle at one end.

“Tom,” Kate gasped. “These are…”

At Kate’s gasp, Tom reached over and pinched her suddenly erect nipple, pulling gently on it. Her face flamed in embarrassment as a bolt of heat arrowed from her nipple to her clit, setting it on fire with desire. He leaned forward and placed his lips on hers.

“Mike and John know exactly what these are, and exactly how to use them. Don’t you?”

“Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, we know exactly how to use these, uh, baubles, Kate.” John’s face was taut with hunger and his eyes hot with desire.

“Katie, we’re going to have such fun. This is going to be a wonderful day!” Mike said as he quickly scooped up the beads and dropped them back into the box.

“They’re going to take very good care of you, Kate. Aren’t you?” He released her nipple and looked at John and Mike as they stood up and walked to Kate’s chair.

“We will take very, very good care of you, Katie. We’re going to decorate you like a queen,” said Mike with a grin as he tucked the wooden box beneath his arm.

“You don’t have a thing to worry about, Kate. We’ll handle everything. And I do mean,
handle
everything
.” John winked and smiled wickedly as he tugged her to her feet. “Come upstairs with us, Kate. Let us take care of you and make you feel good. Then, after you’re properly bathed, inside and out, we’ll make sure you’re wearing a couple of strings of your prettiest baubles so that when Tom gets there, he can give a couple of tugs and check out what you’re wearing. I promise you’ll love it, Kate, and so will we! Oh, yeah, so will we,” John said fervently.

“Go on, Kate. I’ll be up shortly. Go ahead, and enjoy, love. Mike and John know how to use these baubles, so follow their instructions. Will you do that, Kate? Will you do exactly what they tell you to do?”

“But, Tom, those beads are for…I mean they would have to…uh, I’d have to—”

“Yes, love, they would, and yes, you would have to.” Tom drew her down to him and kissed her mouth, licking inside, teasing her and finally, sucking on her tongue as his hands kneaded her breasts.

“Tell me you will, Kate. Tell me you’ll bend over and let them push one bead at a time up into your tight ass until the full string is inside you with only the handle hanging down between your legs and then you’ll let them do the same thing to your cunt. Tell me you will, Kate. And you never know, I might be up there in time to watch you take everything. You know you want it, Kate. You’ve fantasized about it, I remember. You also know it’s one of my ultimate fantasies. To have them prepare you, touch you, and pleasure you is another of my favorite fantasies. To know you are submitting to them sexually as you have submitted to me makes me so hot. It pleasures me down to my very soul. Even when I thought I’d never be able to have sex again, this fantasy stayed in my mind. Let them, Kate. Submit to the pleasure, sweetheart, and to them.” Tom grasped her nipples and tugged and twisted lightly until she moaned erotically.

“Tom!” She writhed at his pleasurable assault on her sensitive nipples.

“You want it, don’t you, Kate?”

“Tom,” said John breathlessly as his fingers slid down and rubbed in a circular motion between Kate’s legs. “Her panties are sopping wet. Oh, yes, she wants it. Don’t you, Kate? You’re going to submit to us today and let us pleasure you, aren’t you, Kate?” John rubbed between her legs harder. “And you know that Mike and I are going to have to do a few tests on the beads, to make sure they are properly inserted and that they can be extracted with the maximum of pleasurable sensation. And we have to make sure we have the right beads. Right, Kate? That’s what you want us to do to you, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” Kate cried as she undulated into his rubbing strokes. “Yes, I want it.” She closed her eyes and hesitated for a moment. “Yes, I want you to do it to me. Do it all to me. I’ll do whatever you say. Whatever you want. Anything.” Kate moaned as John increased his rubbing on her clit and pushed his erection against her leg. Mike moved to her other side and began squeezing and palpating her breast while he placed a string of kisses along her neck and jaw. She stood between the two of them, submitting to their touch, her eyes closed for a moment in carnal pleasure before opening slowly. She watched as Tom’s eyes greedily followed each caress of their hands on her body. Mike’s hand joined John’s between her legs, and they began rubbing her harder, faster. The feel of hands other than Tom’s rubbing her cunt generated a sense of unreality. But it was pleasurable unreality. She squirmed and rotated her hips as her cunt began throbbing sensuously. Her orgasm tore a wail of pleasure from her.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Tom rasped, his eyes alight with pleasure. “That was beautiful! Just beautiful to watch. Go ahead. Give yourself over to them, and enjoy it all.”

“Before we go, Tom, we have to remove these wet panties. She’s been a bad girl and has come all over them.” John knelt in front of Kate and removed her panties. He tucked her hem into the waistband of her skirt, exposing her sex completely.

“Just look, Tom, at what she did.” He stroked two fingers through her pussy, scooping up the slippery essence of her pleasure. He held his slick fingers up for Tom to see before putting them into his mouth, sucking the cum from them with a moan.

“Let me see. Let me see, too.” Mike got down on his knees and spread Kate’s pussy lips apart. “Oh, yes! She’s really been a bad girl, and we have to clean this cum up before we can go anywhere,” Mike said, before gluing his mouth to her pussy and licking furiously.

“Oh, God, I can’t take any more,” Kate cried piteously. “I’m too sensitive. Please. I can’t take any more. It’s too much pleasure. Too much.” Her hands went to Mike’s head, holding him firmly to her instead of pushing him away.

John moved behind Kate, his hands squeezing her breasts as Mike licked and sucked her clit. “You can take it all, Kate. You know you can. You can take everything we want to give you, and you know it. Right now Tom wants to watch you come again. He wants to watch Mike suck you off. Right, Tom?”

“Yes! God, sweetheart, I love watching you come alive with pleasure. I love watching their hands and mouths on you. Come for me again, Kate. Remember, before the accident, we’d have almost weekly sexual marathons. I’d make you come three or four times in a row, sometimes even more. Your clit would be so sensitive for days afterward that one stroke from my finger between your pussy lips could make you come. Hell, if I recall correctly, even walking could make you come then. Remember how you loved it, how you begged for more? Now there are three of us, so you’d better get used to it. You’re aware that you’re not going to be coming just once a day from now on, right?”

“Tom, I can’t. Not any more. Oooh. So good, Mike. Keep sucking me, Mike, harder. Suck me harder, Mike! Do it.” Her hands held him firmly as she arched her pussy toward his sucking mouth and exploded with a shriek. Mike wrapped his arms around her hips and gently sucked her clit through her orgasm.

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