Mark Smith - Red-hot wife

No such luck.

As soon as he felt the tremors race through my cunt he pulled out of me, falling to his side on the bed and making absolutely certain that he didn't come. I lay on the bed, gasping for breath.

Round one to Howard.

Jocelyn, with a little help from me, was more successful. I should have known I could count on her to keep things going our way.

First of all she handed me a length of nylon string that had knots tied about every inch or so in it.

I knew what to do with it.

But her real inspiration was making him fuck her in the ass. I'd told her about how much he got off on that, so now she was evidently planning to take advantage of it.

First she grabbed Howard's still erect cock and rubbed Vaseline all over it.

"What's the matter?" Howard leered, still feeling the flush of his first triumph and not aware of what was going on. "You're little puss isn't wet?"

Without saying a word Jocelyn got on all fours and shored her ass up in the air. A moment later she took the remainder of the Vaseline and rubbed it into her asshole, lubricating it well enough so that his cock would fit in with case.

"Hey, that's not fair."

"Who said anything about being fair, toots?"

Howard glared at me, then turned to Jocelyn. For a moment he seemed like he was considering refusing to do what was being asked of him, but after looking at Jocelyn's white, lush ass, his instincts evidently got the better of him.

"All right."

He positioned himself behind her and took his cock in his hand. After guiding it so that the bulbous head was touching the tight muscles of her brown hole he paused.

"Do it," Jocelyn whispered.

He shoved forward.

I watched, transfixed, as his cock began to disappear into her asshole. It was a slow process, even with the Vaseline, but gently the tight muscles of her asshole began to relax, giving way to the huge prod that was forcing into her.

Halfway in he paused. Both his hands were on her ass cheeks, spreading them wide, revealing the sight of what was happening to his cock to both of us.

"Go on, toots. Don't stop now."

He glared at me for a moment, then pushed forward again.

"Ohhhhhh…" Jocelyn groaned, her face buried below in a pillow.

"Don't forget you've got to make her come, Howard."

"Fuck you."

"You already did. Once was more than enough." Finally his cock was all the way in. All I could see were the dark, curly hairs at the base of his shaft.

"Now fuck me… easy… that's it, fuck my ass, Howard."

He began to rock back and forth, his cock moving just a fraction of an inch with each thrust.

Jocelyn tried to hold still, but it was evident that the same thing that had happened to her was happening to me; we were both slaves to our passions.

"Finger me, you prick," she said huskily. "Stick your hand up my cunt…"

Howard did as he was told.

Then I finally remembered the string I had in my hand; it was now evident we were going to need it.

All right, then. We would use it.

First I covered it with Vaseline. Then I moved around Howard and approached him from the rear, grinning at what I knew would swing things in our favor.

When I first touched his ass he stiffened, surprised at the contact.

"Keep fucking, toots. Don't mind me."

"Fuck you," he growled, but he kept fucking Jocelyn's ass.

I greased up his asshole.

"Hey!"

"Shut up and keep fucking her."

Slowly, knot by knot, I pushed the string up his ass. It was about eighteen inches long altogether, and by the time I had stuffed it all into him. I knew that there was no way he was going to survive what we had planned without coming.

In the end there was only a single piece of the string protruding from his asshole, with a small loop just about the size of my middle finger hanging down from it.

I went back to watch them fuck.

Jocelyn was beside herself now, grinding back against his cock with all the force she could put together. His hand was in her cunt, and her own hand was on top of his, guiding it to the spots she wanted him to touch.

"Oh yeah, Howard… that's it, right there… ohhh, easy… you're gonna make it happen."

I smiled.

I knew that I, or at least the string that I controlled, was really going to make it happen. I just had to wait for the right moment.

It came before long.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah… God, fuck me… fuck me harder! Ohhhh I'm gonna come… gonna…"

I knew the time was at hand.

Slipping a finger through the string, I gave it a swift, hard yank.

"Eeeaaagggghhhh!"

"Ohmigod!"

He reacted like someone had shot a cannon into his ass. As the knots jerked past his asshole he slashed forward, and there was no doubt in my mind that he was having the most forceful, all consuming orgasm he had ever experienced in his life.

And he was also having it a split second before Jocelyn had hers.

We had done it.

Later, he and Jocelyn lay on the bed trying to catch their breath. I told him what I wanted.

"All right, Howard. We've got the tape. We'll keep it. You'll never touch either of us again. Never; is that clear?"

He nodded.

"As for money; I should think two thousand dollars a month would be about right, don't you Jocelyn?"

She nodded.

"Good. Jocelyn and I will be leaving for a little vacation tomorrow. Hawaii, I think. Or maybe the Bahamas; we'll have to talk about it. You, at any rate, will buy the tickets and make the arrangements. Is that clear."

He nodded.

I think he was going to be glad to get rid of us.