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“When are we going to get someone for you to fuck?” she asked me unexpectedly as we were getting ready for bed.

“I didn’t know that we were” I said.

Naked and still wet from the shower she looked voluptuous and for a moment I found it difficult to think about fucking anyone else.

“Its on my list you know!” she told me.

“Is it?”

Annette nodded. Her breasts looked distinctly lopsided with the missing nipple ring.

“You know it is!” she told me. “Item ten, or maybe eleven, observe hubby with another woman……”

I dried her crotch for her, carefully and thoughtfully because after the earlier session with the vibrator she was still somewhat aroused. She’d grown stubble too, which didn’t help matters, what with the chafe of the denim and the press of the black rubber vibe she was quite sore.

“Anyone in mind?” I asked her casually, not really believing she meant what she said.

I cleaned the protruding end of the Lambda pin and saw that the piercing for it was as good as healed and the pin itself could now be moved back and forth through the skin freely.

I kissed her belly lightly, smoothed my hands over her thighs and considered how much I wanted to make love to her. That was all I needed in reality, an ordinary fuck, intercourse at its most basic, a simple, satisfying screw for a simply satisfied man.

But she……What were her wants and needs I wondered. What were her desires immediately?

“Well I……” she began, wincing only a little “I……I think I know someone who might……”

“Maybe Miss Hotbitch or whatever her name is” I suggested but Annette shook her head.

“You will probably have her as well, as soon as we meet” she said softly “but that wasn’t the woman I meant”

I tried to tickle her clitty with the tip of my tongue but she pushed me away and went to sit on the edge of the bed.

“And you and Toby have some things to do together, don’t forget!”

“Can’t say I fancy his damn great tool up my arse……!”

“You’ll like it once you get used to it!” Annette laughed. “Anyway, he might not want to do that……!”

“I’m not going to fuck him if that’s what you mean!” I said.

“Why not? You could fuck him while he was fucking me, couldn’t you. I bet you’d really like that!”

“I had occurred to me……”

“Well then…...!”

“Would you really not mind if I screwed another woman?” I asked, in an effort to get the conversation back on course.

“Don’t be silly!” she said “How could I mind when you so much enjoy watching other men taking advantage of me?”

“And I really enjoyed posting those pictures!” I said. “That’s an added turn on for me, remember”

We fiddled lightly, neither of us wanting or needing very much. It was very late by the time we got to sleep.

………………

There was a very long email from Hotbitch the very next day thanking us for the pictures and the breath of fresh air she told us we’d sent.

“Life here was in the doldrums until you two turned up” she said. “Now I can’t tell you how much I am looking forward to meeting……”

A very long email and several very explicit pictures, including one of her squatting on another female’s face.

“This is Dolly” the caption read and Dolly I discovered when I read further, was Hotbitch’s slave.

“I keep her naked and use her every day” part of the email said and there was a close up of what I took to be Dolly’s crotch. Then perhaps the most important part of the whole email came right at the end.

“How are you fixed for the weekend?” Hotbitch had asked.

“We have nothing planned that cannot be altered” I emailed back and even though I couldn’t see her face properly I added as an afterthought: “and I like the look of Dolly a lot!”

Surprisingly Hotbitch’s reply came to me almost straight away. She was a fast typer, if nothing else.

“We can do a slave swop for the weekend if you are agreeable” Hotbitch suggested “Dolly is always a compliant slave. How about yours?”

“Your offer is acceptable and very welcome!” I replied “Mine does as she is told. Where would you like to meet?”

I didn’t send any pictures with the message that time because Hotbitch hadn’t. Some protocol or other suddenly nagged me. Maybe this would be the beginning of the new direction we both s badly needed I thought while I waited for Hotbitch’s reply again. I laughed out loud to myself when it did for the address she gave was a short distance away from the transport café and lorry park where I taken Annette for most of the dogging.

“Come to my house!” Hotbitch offered “We’ll do the swap there!”

This time she’d attached a picture of Dolly especially for me, she said. With a shaking hand I opened it and saw her there in all her glory.

And if Hotbitch was a big girl Dolly was the exact opposite; she was short in stature and as skinny as a rake with no tits to speak of and a pelvis which looked like it might tear a hole in her skin at any minute.

“Waiting for you to fuck me” the caption said.

Oh yes Dolly was shaven of course. As a slave I’d have been surprised if she hadn’t been but even then her slot was hardly noticeable, in spite of the fact she stood with her legs wide apart.

What would her pussy be like, I began to wonder. Would it be a small and as tight as the rest of her. Carefully I made a copy of the picture then moved it into software which would blow it up.

In between all of that I selected another picture of Annette to send with my reply, one of those slightly out of focus ones someone had taken while we were dogging. It was a particularly provocative picture I thought as it depicted my wife being serviced at both ends simultaneously. I tidied it up a bit before attaching and gave it the caption “From my slave to yours” Annette’s collar and leash were, I thought, quite prominent and Hotbitch must have noticed this straight away because she was quite forthright when she emailed back.

“Very pleased to see you keep her on a leash!” she said.

………………

Annette was later than usual getting back home that evening. There’d been a road traffic accident she said.

Apparently the mishap had delayed some people for over an hour. Annette had been lucky and had escaped with half of that.

“I sat and played with myself while I waited” she told me merrily “and the traffic cop gave me a strange look when he walked past……”

She’d got a plain summer dress in thin see through muslin to put on when she went upstairs to change. I saw no reason to fit her collar that evening but allowed her to suck my cock anyway. She was doing really well when the damned doorbell rang.

It was Toby, oh what a surprise, when Annette went to answer it.

“Come for a fuck have you?” I enquired boldly.

Toby nodded, looked first at Annette, then at me and grinned.

“Soon as she’s ready!” he said.

She’s always ready for a fuck!” I said.

………………

I would say Annette’s muslin summer dress was a particularly sexy garment for her to wear. It is practically see through as I’ve said so shows off her body quite nicely. The skirts reach mid calf and the blouse is double buttoned at the front; the whole thing is loose and flyaway except where it is gathered at the waist so that even when worn with bra and knickers the important parts of her body are easily and readily accessible. And this time, for a change, I’d made Annette wear a bra and knickers underneath.

Both garments were dark blue in colour so that they showed through the muslin plainly the bra, a size too small so that it squeezed and deformed her tits and the knickers, plain tight cotton ones in order to afford maximum discomfort via the protruding Lambda pin.

………………

She came back to me without prompting, knelt down and resumed sucking me again while Toby looked on grinning.

“Haven’t interrupted anything, have I?” he asked.

“Only momentarily” I said.

He fetched a chair and sat on it, less than an arm’s length away, in order to watch and Annette exaggerated her actions especially for him.

I told her to unbutton the front of the blouse enough to show off part of the bra. Not all of it at once and certainly not all of her tits.

“Nice!” Toby commented straight away, as if it was the first time he’d seen her.

“I am getting a corset for her soon” I said “One of them out of your book”

Toby nodded thoughtfully, his eyes fixed.

“And a pair of them tight knickers with the cut out crotch!”

Her breasts came out of the bra very easily when I got hold of them, out of the top of it which distorted them nicely.

“She’ll need a replacement ring putting in that nipple……”

“Oh yes……”



“And what about a couple more in her cunt?”

Annette swallowed deeply when I told him I thought it was a good idea.

A pair of them thick heavy ones?” he suggested.

“The blokes at the dogging site would love that!” I told him.

“Cum on her face!” Toby said suddenly “I want to see you cum on her face!”

“I thought you were going to fuck her”

“I am but……I want to watch you cum all over her face first……”

Sometimes it was hard to believe it was Annette my wife we were talking about. Discussing as if she wasn’t there with us in the room. Sometimes she might as well have been merely an object, a curio, a convenience for us to make use of. In effect that was exactly what she was becoming I realised suddenly. A sexual plaything, an object of depravity and lust.

I moved closer to the chair in which Toby was sitting, half pushing Annette along in front of me, her face still impaled by my prick. Toby reached for her, dragging one breast completely out of the bra, the one without a ring in it’s nipple.

“I made her put very tight knickers on this evening!” I told him “I reckon she’ll be in some discomfort by now……”

“Mmmmmm!” he said “Jus’ cum on her face then I’ll fuck her……”

His voice sounded unnaturally harsh for some reason. As if there was something he wanted to do or say but daren’t. Annette gulped deeply again, one, twice, her lips wide apart in an effort to get even more of me into her face. I felt myself beginning to cum and knew she could sense it too but the suction, vacuum or whatever it was in her throat would not release me that easily.

Toby must have sensed my imminent orgasm as well and began to jiggle about wildly, then got out his prick.

He was frighteningly hard and dribbling freely when, without really thinking about it I reached past Annette, got hold of it and squeezed it gently. His reaction was startlingly immediate and exceedingly exciting for me because he slipped his fingers into Annette’s mouth alongside my prick and as she sucked he sort of masturbated me.

It upset the balance of course, got me rushing into cumming recklessly and him into a raging urge to make me cum on her face. Both of us were in awkward positions, the wrong way round for each other or something of that sort but I did my best for him as he did for me. I know he could tell I was very close, he sensed it and felt it and, and……and……

His cock felt immense, monstrous and rubbery muscular. I had to concentrate, keep a focus of sorts lest I fell over flat onto my ……face……

Annette gurgled throatily, saliva in her mouth and Toby’s fingers, my hand on his cock and his hand on my bum……

I wanted to……to……

“Cum on her face!” Toby urged frantically. “I want to see you spurt all over her!”

None of us had enough hands to do all that was needed. Three or four each might have been adequate! I wanted to touch him in the same way as he was touching me, wanted to, wan……

She coughed and I jerked myself out quickly, grabbed and handful of hair and felt Toby’s fingers manipulating me as I shot three quick bursts of semen straight onto her nose, forehead and cheeks.

Then Toby was down there both arms around her, holding her body against his own while he kissed and licked my cum off her avidly.

………………

And so began a new and entirely different episode of lovemaking between Annette, Toby and me. Now we all knew for certain that Toby was bisexual and on top of his liking for Annette he had a liking for me.

“He fingered my arse” I told her quietly once we were both safely in bed.

Annette made small encouraging noises; I kissed her forehead, her eyebrows and ears.

“He’ll be fucking you soon!” she said.

“Maybe……

“I reckon he’ll ask you straight out next time we meet”

“Yes maybe……”

We’d arranged for a replacement nipple ring to be inserted and I’d agreed that if she was good she could have two more pussy rings. She was good of course, she always is, so an appointment was made for the coming weekend.

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