by Angela Blake
I looked up at them both, my mouth still open and my tongue out for their seed. I smiled and then said, “I couldn’t be any happier. I want to be your slut-wife, I want you both to fuck my brains out. In the back of my head, I know this is stupid and I’m being such a cheap whore but I can’t help it. I love it.”
“It’s okay,” Travis told me. He then popped his finger in my mouth and I suckled on it hungrily. “You are a stupid, ditsy slut and that’s why we love you. You’re hot and you’re ours.”
This was probably the only situation where being called stupid and ditsy made me feel good. No sane woman would let these two guys fuck her like this but I loved it. I craved for it.
“I love you,” I said as I faced Travis. I then looked over at Luke and said the same thing. “I love you.”
Luke looked at me with loving eyes and he smiled at me as he cupped my face and said, “We love you too. This is a dream come true, you know. We’ve tried to get a girl who would love us both and be a wife to us but every other girl just didn’t get it. They always pressed on choosing just one of us, like having one as a boyfriend and the other just as a friend with benefits. That’s not what we want. We both want to love you and we want you to love us equally.”
Travis pushed me and he then got up. Without a word, he stripped down, fully removing his clothes, and I watched as he masturbated furiously to get his cock back to its full length and hardness. Luke quickly followed suit and I got down on all fours, knowing what they would want.
“She knows what to do,” Luke said. “We picked the right wife.”
I wiggled my hips and looked up, hoping I looked as slutty and delicious as they wanted me to be. I could feel the arousal burning like an angry flame. That flame had to explode and it had to do so now.
Travis got in front of me and gave me another soft slap on the face. As soon as I tried to yell he pumped his cock into my mouth. I hadn’t fully gotten accustomed to him suddenly slamming his meat once more when I felt Luke step behind me and grasp my ass cheeks with his hands.
“Mmf!” I moaned through Travis’ cock. I wiggled my hips again and I figured Luke would thrust his cock into my pussy but I was surprised to feel his tongue lashing between the folds of my flesh.
God this is so good. I moaned and my body rocked in tandem to their rhythm. Once again I could feel my consciousness begin to fade into the background as my mind drifted into this vivid sea of lust. Once again I let myself go and the passage of time became yet another remnant of a bygone world.
I didn’t know if a minute had passed or an hour. All I knew was that in that time I was completely engulfed by the desires of these two men. They used me. They fucked me. Every moment I turned my head or moved my body there was a cock right there for me to suck or to stroke or to spread my legs for.
Travis, at one point, had my legs up on his shoulders and when he plowed into my flesh it was so tight that my whole body shook with the way his cock would tunnel through my walls. As he did, I could hear my screams get louder and shrill but that did not last long as Luke took his turn to shove his meat into my mouth, forcing me to stretch my lips as much as possible.
At another point, I was lifted off the ground and they both took their turns plowing into me, rapidly and viciously, as they pressed my face and chest against a wall and held me up only by my legs and waist.
When I’d look up I’d find myself staring at a kaleidoscope of cocks and their load spilling all over me. When I’d look down I’d only see them plowing their meat into my body and I ached and begged for them to never stop.
“P-please,” I heard myself call out as I flailed like a lifeless mannequin through the rhythm of their pounding. “F-fuck me, don’t stop… aah, please, right there k-keep going!”
I’d never been fucked doggystyle on top of a table but now I had my first try. I’d never had sex in the shower but they brought me and fucked me senseless as hot water rained down on us. I’d never been covered from head to toe in sticky hot cum but they kept spilling their load on me until I was basically bathing in it. Even when I opened my mouth I realized I was filled with their seed.
From what I recalled they started fucking me in the living room but somehow we had moved to the kitchen and then later to the barn where they had me down on the hay. They fucked me like an animal, taking turns as they plowed through me and never stopping to let me rest. I was already getting sore and exhausted beyond belief.
I don’t know how our “honeymoon” ended but when it did I was in the Jacuzzi, slowly regaining consciousness. I only learned a few moments later that Luke had me on his lap and they were both just holding me, ensuring me I was not accidentally drowning, as they chatted and drank wine from some of the expensive glasses I saw on display.
They were talking about work. I didn’t want to get involved with that. I already had enough to deal with just in school and now being in a threesome relationship. I simply snuggled in, let Luke hug me tighter, and went back to sleep.
***
When I awoke, they had already moved me to the bed and had laid out a beautiful white piece of lingerie and a gorgeous white veil.
“Hmm,” I slowly mumbled as I woke myself up. It was then that I noticed they were fully dressed. “What’s this for?”
“Wear it,” Luke instructed. “From now on we’ll get you some really slutty lingerie for you to wear at home. The veil is just for today, to make you really feel like a newly wed slut-wife.”
“Don’t worry though,” Travis assured me as he stepped in and caressed my body, his fingers lightly dancing on my skin from my breasts down to my tummy and to my pussy. “We’re going to get you nice dresses and others too. We know we’ll be gone a lot for work but you can always stick around at the Drunken Stallion. At least we’ll know where to find you if you’re answering the phone, not at home or at school.”
Luke and Travis helped me put on the lingerie and the veil. The piece they got me was even more revealing than I imagined: the small cloth covering my pussy and my nipples could both be removed.
“You look gorgeous,” Travis complimented when they spun me around in front of them. “You look like you’re always ready to fuck.”
I giggled back at him and nodded. “I am.”
Luke clapped his hands and then gave me a soft slap on the ass. “That’s exactly the kind of response we expect from you, wife. You’re already doing a good job.”
I winked at him and wiggled my ass. “Would you like some beer before you get hard again and decide to fuck me one more time in my wedding dress?”
That must have gotten the boys really aroused because they were both nodding like children excited to open a new toy on Christmas. Well, I was the toy and I was ready for them to play with me. Nothing would please me more.
As I headed to the kitchen and got us all some bottles of beer I kept on moaning as loudly as I could, “Oh… p-please… hurry and let me drink. I want to get drunk and let you fuck me until I scream and lose my mind. Ooh, y-yes my pussy’s so wet… I need your cocks. I need your cocks ah, ah ah f-fuck me!”
Those words were all I needed to get them hard again. When I got back to the room they both had their cocks out but they were patient enough to let us drink before having sex one more time. I kept on moaning and purring as I drank my beer. Occasionally I’d even tease them by slowly rubbing my pussy with my fingers and with the cold form of my bottle.
By the time our drinks were done I was tipsy and ready to fuck. Fortunately for me, I had two husbands were just as anxious to throw the world away and focus on nothing else but fucking me all night long.
Epilogue
The following day I spent my time slowly regaining my strength. We had so much sex during our “wedding” that I was completely drained and weak. Luke and Travis allowed me to rest and when they did get a little too horny all I had to do was open my mouth and let them masturbate until they could spill their seed on me. I drank their cum like it was man
na from heaven.
The days became a blur as I spent my time with my two “husbands.” I did anything a good wife would do: I cooked for us, cleaned the house and always stayed ready for their sexual appetite. I still went to school but on the very first day out of the lodge, I made it a point to move out of the dormitory.
When I did pack all my things I saw Jenny was anxious, more anxious than she usually was. I guess she didn’t like the idea of getting a new roommate, especially if there was a chance the newcomer would be worse than me. She didn’t say it but I could feel her fear of getting a roommate who was always drunk, getting in trouble with boys or just being a bad student. I was all of that but at least I never showed it to her. I had the decency to be a drunken slut outside the campus, not while in it.
In the end, I didn’t even wave goodbye. She was always a bitch to me and so this time I walked away without even acknowledging her. Getting a roommate was her problem, not mine.
My professors, on the other hand, were a lot less awkward to talk to. I don’t know why but they all said I looked happier and glowing. Maybe I looked more appealing because all of my male teachers decided to just give me a passing grade without the need of taking extra projects or retake some exams. My female teachers were a little less forgiving – of course, since I guess I can’t use my sex appeal on everyone – but even they decided to be more lenient with my deadlines.
I also had to deal with my family back at home. They had no idea I was living with two husbands. They had no idea I was becoming so sexually active I could have passed as a stripper or a porn star at this point. Well, I guess I was the latter now since Luke liked to take videos every time they were fucking me in the house or in their trucks.
By the time I got all that done and moved my things to Luke and Travis’ house – I had some clothes at their usual house and then the rest of my things at the wood cabin – I was tired. I didn’t even see Luke or Travis that much for the following two weeks because they had work to finish.
During the days they were gone I was always back at the Drunken Stallion where Gabby, Sarah and the others would welcome me warmly. I finally got to meet Betty again, who turned out to be one of the most popular strippers in the area. I should hope so since she had a bombshell of a body.
It was in the second week after moving in that I got to spend more time with my husbands. Luke got home first and he brought a nice surprise for me: a sexy piece of lingerie and I eagerly put it on. He didn’t even let me take it off when he fucked me throughout the night. Two days later Travis got home and he bought me a nice pair of sexy mini-dresses that I could wear when going out at night. I, of course, wore that too while they both had their way with me.
From that point on my life had become complete. I was busy with school and was finally on the right track to graduate. Travis and Luke continuously spoiled me every time they came back home from a week or two driving for work and in return, I’d open my mouth and pussy for them to do as they please. I loved every second of it too.
Days became weeks and weeks became months. In the time that followed I adjusted to my new life. Even after I graduated, a full two years after meeting Luke and Travis, my whole life revolved around being their little slut princess and wife.
I took pride in being the only girl they ever wanted. Betty once told me that there were lots of girls who tried to throw their pussies at them, even after learning they had me in their lives, but Travis and Luke never gave in. They could have had all the pussy in the world but they chose mine above all else. That made me the proud and loving wife and I wanted more.
When we got to talking about more serious topics other than sex, I did bring up the idea of legally marrying at least one of them. They were open to the idea but it was something we’d have to work on in the future. I didn’t want either of them to feel left out. We were a trio in everything we did and marrying one of them might cause some imbalance.
However, I did want to have kids with them. That would be fine even if I never marry but it would be a lot easier with the insurance bonuses and the like. Legal discussions like that bored the men though so I rarely put that up for us to talk about. I had no problem though since I always had Sarah and Betty to chat with. No, when it came to my husbands my mouth’s main purpose was to please them. Needless to say, I’ve been filled and drowned with so much cum and I still loved it. I still get excited for more.
In fact, the one thing that I loved to tell Sarah was how excited I was to get fucked by my husbands. She also admitted that she loved sex and that it was entirely natural for a woman to get addicted to it. She too was always ready to open her legs but lately, she was a bit more particular about who she let in to sleep with her. One big surprise was that she and Gabby were friends with benefits. It got me thinking of how that sweet boy performed when in bed but I didn’t really need to try. I had all the sex in the world with my husbands and they were always ready to try new things and give me more than what I’d expect.
Today, in particular, was a day where I knew I was going to get more. It would be the second anniversary since I became theirs. They were both coming home from a week of driving and to make this day special I decided to fill the living room with scented candles and to wear the kinkiest lingerie they ever got me. I even got handcuffs and locked my hands to the bedpost and spread my legs so they’d find me ready and waiting for them.
When my husbands came home they were pleased with what they found. I was pleased even more. Riding two through the night started as a simple drunken adventure and now it was my way of life. It was the machine that drove me forward and the fuel that kept me looking forward to the next day. I wasn’t excited for work, for my salary or what new thing tomorrow might bring. I was excited to see my husbands and let them have their way with me.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
THE END
Slap & Swallow – Sneak Peek
Chapter One
I looked at myself in the rearview mirror one more time as I parked the car. My face was starting to look a lot more normal – the black eye was no longer visible under the makeup and it stopped swelling. The chip on my lip wasn’t that prevalent anymore. I could walk into a bar this late at night and no one would notice I looked battered and beaten.
I opened my purse and took out my lipstick and brush. Red lipstick would look nice. It would work well with my hair. I just dyed it dark red a day ago, right before I packed my bags and got on the road.
Wearing nothing but a pair of high denim shorts and a pink tank top I grabbed my purse, got out of the car and strode into the bar.
The Midnight Rodeo was not my type of bar – there were numerous topless girls wearing nothing but these skimpy skirts and large cowboy hats. Their tits were out in the open and there were a lot of strippers dancing on top of the bar counter. Even the bartenders were hot girls and for a moment I felt a little out of place.
“No, you’re just as hot as them,” I whispered to myself and continued inside. As I passed the tables I could hear lots of men whistling and hooting at me and one guy even managed to cup my ass. I didn’t mind. I didn’t swipe his hand away. I wanted to feel important.
I headed to the bar counter, took a seat and waved for a girl to get me a drink. “I’ll have a shot of your best whiskey, please.”
She gave me a nod, slid a shot glass to me and poured from a fresh bottle. “That’s a dollar ninety-nine. You don’t look like you’re from here.”
I sipped. Damn, this was good whiskey. I paid in cash and said, “Yeah, I just moved here, to be honest.”
“Where you originally from?” she asked. She looked around, saw no other customer in need of her, and just rested in front of me.
“New York,” I answered and finished my shot. “Pour me again.”
“Want me to just open up a tab?”
I looked at her. She looked a lot younger than I was and I was just twenty-four. “Ah, fuck it. Sure, that’ll be easier. Place
it under Selena.”
“No problem,” she replied as she poured me another shot. “Mind if I have your credit card?”
“Oh, yeah,” I said as I took out my card from my purse and gave it to her. She took note of my name and slid the card into their registrar. I guess from this point on I might as well drink my worries away.
“Thanks,” she said and, without my asking, poured me a third shot. She gave me a quick wink before she moved on to greet a few new customers seated by the other end of her section of the bar.
I watched her leave and then got back to my drink. For the first time since I left, I had some peace of mind. For the first time in days, I could just sit back and drink without someone ranting on and on.
“What’s a fine lady like yourself doing out here all alone?”
I turned and saw a tall hunk of a man in a red plaid shirt and tight jeans standing beside me. He had in his hand a bottle of beer and it was only after studying him for a second did I notice his leather cowboy boots and elegant wristwatch. The stranger had a lean, muscular build, a neatly trimmed beard, dark hair and brown eyes. He must have been at least ten years older than me though but that didn’t seem to dissipate the big grin he had on his face.
“Oh, I was just wasting away my troubles,” I answered him and beckoned for him to sit beside me. I then reached out my hand and he shook it with a strong, firm grip. “I’m Selena, by the way.”
“I’m Richard but you can call me Dick,” he introduced himself.
I giggled when I heard his nickname and he must have noticed because he simply grinned back at me. “You actually let people call you Dick? That’s just opening the doors for all sorts of innuendos and jokes.”
Dick laughed back and nodded. “Yeah, I get that a lot. It’s okay though, at least I have a dick to be proud of.”
