Kidnapped!

Author's introduction: This is a fantasy which grew out of a conversation I had with a very dear friend of mine, who is also a Hot Wife. I've shown her the story prior to my submitting it for publication here, and she approves of it. I hope you do too.

As in all of my work on here, all sexual activity takes place between consenting adults aged 18 years or older. Please consider leaving a comment, and don't forget to score using the star system. All authors appreciate feedback.

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My best friend and fellow Hot Wife is nothing if not kind, caring and considerate. These are great characteristics to have when your day job is a General Practitioner in a small town doctor's surgery. For the past couple of years, Cindy has been the only doctor in town, but that hasn't stopped her from combining her day job with that of her other interests, which is, of course, ruling her sissy cuckold's life and finding and fucking other men.

We have been friends for what seems like forever. We both are members of our local fetish club, and we often go there together to look for cock, and we take our current boyfriends there and play publicly. We both agree that being a Hot Wife is a great choice of lifestyle.

The story you are about to read begins on a Wednesday. I had managed to get home from school earlier than usual, and I arrived before my cuckold, Richard, returned from his work. I was preparing our supper in the kitchen when the phone rang.

If Richard isn't here to answer the phone, it is my practise to look at the caller display before picking up. I hate nuisance or uninvited calls. I smiled to myself as I recognised Cindy's number, and I picked up straightaway.

"Well this is a nice surprise," I began, "you don't usually phone midweek. What's up?"

"I need a favour, sweetie," Cindy said, speaking rather softly.

"Why are you whispering?" I interrupted her.

"I don't want Jessie to hear me," Cindy replied in an even quieter voice. "She's in the back office doing some filing at the moment. I'm phoning from the reception desk."

Jessie, by the way, is Cindy's receptionist. She's in her late fifties I would imagine, unmarried and she protects Cindy fiercely from those she considers to be time wasters or hangers-on. In other words, she's a typical doctor's receptionist.

"It's Jessie's birthday a week on Friday," Cindy went on. "She's going to be sixty and she's been going on recently about how lucky I am to have such a dear, attentive husband like Neil, and how she missed the boat, and will probably never know the love of a good man. If only she knew about Neil and his sissy fetish!"

"Bloody hell, Cin," I teased, "are you thinking of starting up a dating agency for mature spinsters then?"

"Don't be so bloody dense," answered my best friend with a chuckle. "This is what I had in mind. I can't be involved obviously, because Jessie would recognise me, but you, being a seriously kinky, dirty bitch sprang to mind when I was thinking about possible solutions to Jessie's problem. Tell me what you think of this scenario."

I listened with increasing excitement as Cindy laid out her plan for Jessie's birthday. By the time she'd finished explaining the details, Richard was home and I had a distinctly wet patch in my knickers.

"Leave this with me," I replied when Cindy had finished. "I'll ask him and I'll get back to you later on this evening. If he's agreeable, we'll need to work out a plan and fine tune it. Given the scenario you've suggested, we can't risk anything going wrong. We'd all end up in court!"

I put the phone down and turned to look at my cuckold.

"That was Cindy," I began, and Richard grinned. He knows Cindy well enough to realise that when we've been talking on the phone it usually means that we have been planning something kinky.

"Are we going down to the club tonight?" he asked hopefully.

"We most certainly are not," I replied, getting to my feet. "It's Wednesday, and I have school tomorrow. But I do need you right away. My cunt seems to be leaking after my chat with Cindy. Come up to my bedroom. You can worship me whilst I explain what Cindy and I have in mind. I need to phone Greg too, so I can do that whilst you're down between my legs. Come on, cucky! Hurry up! My cunt is desperate for a good licking!"

In my bedroom, I yanked my knickers down and handed them to Richard. He inhaled my scent and began to lick and suck the soaked gusset. I hoisted my dress above my waist, lay down on the bed and opened my legs.

"Get to it," I purred and Richard dived in.

We both love it when Richard worships my cunt. He's been cock locked for a very long time now, and these days the only penetrative sex he is allowed involves his tongue or his fingers. He's an excellent cunt worshipper.

As he began to suck and nibble on my clit, I outlined Cindy's plan to him, and I added my own variations. Without missing a beat, or abandoning his task, Richard raised his eyes to look at me. He winked his approval (not that I needed it!) and continued to tongue fuck me whilst also paying attention to my clit.

I had been so turned on by Cindy's suggestion that it didn't take long for Richard to bring me to orgasm. As I climaxed, I wrapped my legs around his head and squirted all my essence into his mouth. He swallowed everything, as he has been conditioned to do, and then he slowly licked me clean and relatively dry.

When he emerged from between my legs, his face was red and shiny, and he was grinning like the cat who got the cream. Well, to be pedantic, he had got the cream. My cunt cream!

"What do you think?" I asked. "Is it feasible?"

"Everything is possible if it is planned right," replied Richard. "As you've outlined, it will probably work best with three of us. If Greg comes on board, I can't see any problems, and even if he refuses, I'm sure you and I could manage on our own."

"No time like the present," I muttered, reaching for the telephone extension that lives on my bedside table. "I'll phone Greg now and see what he thinks. Go and start supper, will you? The casserole is in the oven. What do you want with it? Pasta or rice? You choose, I don't care what we have. I'll be down when I've finished talking to Greg."

Richard went downstairs, walking rather awkwardly. I grinned to myself as I dialled my boyfriend's number. Cunt worship always gives Richard a hard on. Well, as much of a hard on as his tiny cock lock will allow. I could imagine just how uncomfortable he was, and I made a mental note to check his balls when we went to bed later on. He wasn't due to be milked until Saturday, so by that time they should be full, swollen and very tender. Just the way, in fact, that both of us liked them to be. Not for the first time, I reminded myself how much Richard and I enjoyed our chosen lifestyle of Hot Wife and cuckold.

I heard Greg's phone ringing in my ear, and then his soft, deep voice as he picked up. I outlined my plan to him, and he listened intently.

Twenty minutes later, I sauntered downstairs, to find Richard draining pasta in a colander over the kitchen sink. He looked at me and raised his eyebrows questioningly.

"Well?" he asked, "are we on?"

"Greg loves the idea," I confirmed. "We'll do it a week on Friday, which is Jessie's actual birthday. Is supper ready? I'm starving. Serve up, and I'll tell you everything over supper. And to celebrate, I'm going to peg you later on. As a reward for agreeing to help Cindy and me with this plan."

"Don't think I'm not grateful," Richard replied. "I love it when you peg me. But you know that I'd agree to almost anything you suggest. This plan sounds perfect, and is typical of Cindy. She always looks to help people, even if they don't realise it at the time!"

I grinned and winked at Richard.

"Only 'almost anything'?" I teased, and sat down at the table as my cuckold began to serve our supper.

I went into the conservatory after supper and sat down with a cup of coffee and my favourite lady churchwarden pipe. Whilst Richard loaded the dishwasher and tidied up the kitchen, I phoned Cindy to tell her the good news.

Cindy was delighted to hear my news.

"Don't tell me all the details," she interrupted me as I began to outline our plan. "I think Jessie will be scared shitless until she realises what is going on. I do hope she won't piss herself before you get her home!"

"If she does, I'll give her knickers to Richard!" I chuckled. "He loves watersports and a pair of piss drenched knickers will be right up his street as Greg and I get on with giving Jessie her birthday present!"

I had no time to dwell on the plan that had been worked out for Jessie. It was a busy time in school, as the Autumn term wound on. Already, we were into December, and with only three weeks to go until school broke up for Christmas, it was all hands on deck as the staff prepared our pupils for the annual Christmas carol service and Nativity play. So before I had time to look around, the Friday of our plan arrived. During afternoon play time on the day of our plan, I was on yard duty, but as it was pouring with rain, I sat in the main hall with all the children, and had an extra impromptu singing practice, which they all enjoyed.

When the bell went to indicate that playtime was over, and it was time to return to their various classes for the final session of the week, I dismissed them in class order, and as the last lot went out of the hall, I glanced out of the window.

It was still hammering down with rain, and even though it was not yet half past two, it was dark and dismal outside.

"Perfect!" I thought to myself. "I just hope this dreadful weather keeps up for the rest of the afternoon and evening!"

I got home early after school and went straight into the shower. I shaved my cunt and dried myself carefully. I had already put out my costume for the evening, and was putting it on when Richard arrived home. He came into my bedroom and grinned.

"You haven't worn that for a long time," he said approvingly, referring to my skin tight latex cat suit. "It shows off your tits and your camel toe perfectly. Greg is going to love seeing you all dressed up in that sleek, shiny suit!"

I told Richard to get a move on and to get in the shower himself. By the time he was finished, I'd laid out a dark polo shirt and a pair of black chinos for him to wear.

"You'll have to put a coat on, as will I," I explained. "Normally, I'd be cursing this bloody rain, but tonight it's going to work in our favour. Oh good! That'll be Greg," I went on as I heard the doorbell ring.

"Get dressed quickly. We don't want to be late. I'll go and let Greg in."

I opened the front door, and there stood my latest boyfriend. Six foot three of pure beef cake, he grinned as he saw what I was wearing.

"Come in out of the rain," I smiled, and when I'd closed the door, I melted into his arms and we kissed. His tongue was in my mouth in an instant and I sucked on it, enjoying the taste of his saliva. We were still kissing when Richard came downstairs.

I broke off our kiss and Greg grinned self consciously at my cuckold. He and I had been an item for about three months at this point, but he still couldn't believe his luck that Richard had no objection to his wife being fucked by a much younger man.

As for me, I was thrilled by the fact that Greg had a fetish for the 'older' woman, and as long as he wanted to use his gorgeous cock to give me what I desired, he'd get no arguments from me!

"Hi, Richard. How are you doing?" Greg asked politely, extending his hand. He and Richard shook hands and my cuckold confirmed that he was well and looking forward to the evening's entertainment.

"I'd suggest that we all go into the conservatory and Greg and I could have some foreplay," I said, "but time is getting on. I need to phone Cindy to check that everything is still on, and then we should go. This rain will mean that the traffic is heavier than normal on a Friday evening. No-one in their right mind is going to be walking anywhere unless they have to!"

"That includes Jessie, I hope," grinned Greg. "If she catches a bus home, or has ordered a taxi, we're fucked!"

I winked at him.

"We're all going to be fucked eventually tonight, big boy!" I teased him. "I hope those big balls and your gorgeous cock are up for a night of filthy sex?"

"I think I've been hard ever since you suggested tonight's activities," Greg admitted. "I can't wait to get started!"

I picked up the phone and dialled Cindy's direct number. I deliberately didn't go through Jessie on the reception desk. Cindy answered promptly, and confirmed that she had just finished with her last patient.

"How long will it take you to get to the collection point?" she asked. The phone was on speaker mode, so everyone could hear Cindy's question. I looked at Greg and raised my eyebrows questioningly.

"Hi Cindy. It's Greg here," my boyfriend answered. "If we leave now, we can be in position in twenty minutes."

"Perfect!" giggled Cindy. "Enjoy yourselves, you pair of dirty bastards! I only wish I could be with you. I'm going to have to content myself with sitting on Neil's face tonight. Remember, we all have a date down at the club tomorrow night. I'll want to hear all the sordid details! Now fuck off, the three of you, and give my dear Jessie the best birthday present she's ever had! You can't miss her. She'll be carrying a vivid yellow umbrella."

I put a couple of items I knew I'd be needing later on into a small shoulder bag, and slipped the strap over one shoulder. Greg helped me on with my rain coat, giving my tit a lovely squeeze as he did so. My clit twitched and I winked at him.

"Later!" I whispered, and we all trooped out into the rain. Greg's white van sat in our drive, and he passed the keys to Richard.

"You'll have to squash in the front with me, unless you want to go in the back," Greg said, and I looked at him witheringly.

"I'll sit on your lap," I told him. "You can play with my tits whilst Richard drives."

And that's exactly what happened. Richard parked the van out of sight in a small alley just off the main road and Greg and I got out. We stood under the awning of a high street shop and watched for Jessie. A few minutes passed, and we caught sight of her hurrying along in the rain. It was so dark that I was glad that she had her trademark yellow umbrella up to aid me in identifying her.

"There she is," I muttered to Greg. "Off you go!"

Greg sprinted across the road and raced towards Jessie. He ran past her on the other side of the road and then re-crossed the street. He was now a few feet behind her, but what with the rain and her hurry to get home, Jessie hadn't noticed.

As she approached me, her view was obscured by her umbrella. With perfect timing, I stepped out from under the awning, and she walked straight into me. She tried to lift her umbrella up to see who she had walked into, but Greg moved in quickly and, putting his arms around her waist, he lifted her easily off her feet. I ran into the alley and opened the back doors of Greg's van. He bundled Jessie in and scrambled in after her. So shocked was she by this sudden assault, she hadn't uttered a word.

I got into the front seat, next to Richard, and told him to get going. Driving slowly out of the alley, he steered the van in the direction of Jessie's house.

I quickly put on the hood that had come with my latex cat suit. Only my eyes and my mouth were visible, and I scrambled carefully over the seat and into the back of the van.

Greg had already tied a blindfold over Jessie's eyes, and his hand was over her mouth, preventing her from screaming. I nodded at him, and he released her.

"W... who are you? W... what do you want with me?" stammered Jessie as I watched Greg putting on a gimp style hood that concealed his features. Soon, like me, only his eyes and mouth were visible.

"Happy birthday, Jessie," I whispered in a low voice. "As to who we are, that's not important. What we want is to give you a birthday present. Now, are you going to be a good girl and not make any fuss when we get you home? Or are we going to have to gag you and carry you into your house between us?"

"C... carry me in? No! Of course not! I'm perfectly capable of walking, thank you. What do you want? Money? I have a few pounds at home, but not much. Please don't hurt me. If I give you money, will you leave me alone? I won't call the police, I promise."

"We have no intention of hurting you," I replied in the same low voice. "In fact, the complete opposite is part of our plan for tonight. It's not every day that a lady turns sixty. We've arranged a little treat for you! So, you'll walk into your house between my boyfriend and I without any fuss? If you promise me that, I'll take your blindfold off now."

Jessie shook her head.

"No," she replied, "I'd rather keep it on or I'll spoil my surprise. My front door key is in my handbag. You can lead me into the house, and give me my surprise then, if that's ok?"

I looked at Greg, and I saw him nodding enthusiastically. I couldn't see his face, obviously, because it was concealed by the gimp mask. He put his mouth close to my ear.

"It's too dark for anyone who happens to be looking out to see that she's got a blindfold on," he whispered. "Let's get her indoors, and whilst you get her prepared, take her coat off, and the like, I'll strip off. The first thing she'll see will be me, naked but for my hood, and I'll be hard, don't you worry about that!"

I gave him the thumbs up, and explained what was going to happen to Jessie. Well, sort of explained. I left out the naked Greg bit!

Jessie lives just off the main road, in a quiet street that leads to the shopping centre of town. There was plenty of room for Richard to park, and he pulled up outside Jessie's mid-terrace house. As he switched the engine off, Greg opened the back doors of the van, and got out. I helped Jessie out into his arms, and we stood in the pouring rain whilst Greg shut the doors again. Richard locked the van, and the four of us trooped up the garden path, with me helping Jessie as we went.

Greg opened the front door and we all went in. It was pitch black inside, but pleasantly warm.

"If you need some light, there's a switch on the wall on the right, "Jessie said. She sounded confident and not in the least afraid. I supposed she thought that there had been a surprise party arranged for her, and we wanted to get her into a room where all her friends would be waiting to jump out and yell "Happy Birthday!" to her. Was she in for a shock!

Greg found the light switch and switched it on. The hallway was flooded with light, and I blinked.

"In there," I said, forgetting to whisper, and Jessie turned her head to look to see where the voice was coming from. I cursed silently. Had she recognised my voice?

"Let's get your overcoat off, Jessie," I said, undoing the buttons and helping her out of her coat. I had reverted to my low voiced whisper.

Meanwhile, Greg and Richard disappeared into the middle room of Jessie's house. As I hung her coat up on the stand, I heard curtains being drawn closed and I took my own coat off and hung it up next to Jessie's.

"Nearly ready," I whispered. "I'll just go and check. Stay there. I'll come back for you in a moment."

"This is so exciting!" replied Jessie. "I've never had a birthday treat like this before. How many people are coming to the party?"

"If I tell you that information, I'll have to kill you," I said, and Jessie giggled.

"I love surprises," she said, and I thought to myself, "You'll never have had a surprise like the one you're going to get in a moment, my dear!"

I went into the middle room. The curtains were tightly drawn, and two standard lamps gave the room a warm glow. Richard was sitting on a stool in the corner of the room, watching Greg, who was in the process of removing his socks. Apart from his hood, he was totally naked, and my clit twitched as I caught sight of his rampant cock.

From experience I knew it to be just over six inches of thick flesh, and because he was uncircumcised, his lovely smooth mushroom head was concealed by his foreskin. I licked my lips and grinned at him.

"Ready?" I asked, and he nodded enthusiastically.

I went back out to collect Jessie, who hadn't moved and was standing as I'd left her in the hallway.

I took her arm and started to move forward slowly. I could feel her trembling with excitement.

We entered the middle room and I stood her in the centre, facing Richard. I motioned for Greg to stand behind her, and he did so. He stood straight, with his hands by his sides and his cock jutting out lewdly in front of him.

I undid Jessie's blindfold, and took it off slowly. She blinked wildly at the unaccustomed light, and as her eyes came into focus, she saw Richard sitting on his stool. Then I moved from behind her and she gasped as she saw me in my skin tight latex cat suit.

"Who are you?" she said wildly. "I don't know this man, and why are you dressed in that rubber suit? Where are all my friends, and why isn't there a birthday cake?"

"You'll be getting more than birthday cake very soon, Jessie," I whispered. "The only one who will be getting cream pie tonight is that man sitting there. He's my cuckold, by the way, and if you turn round slowly, you'll see your birthday present. It's my boyfriend!"

Jessie did as I suggested, and turned round to face Greg. She gave an audible gulp and looked back over her shoulder at me.

"Is he going to rape me?" she asked, her voice shaking with fear. I smiled and shook my head.

"Of course not, silly," I replied. "You're going to ask him nicely to introduce you to the joys of feeling a lovely hard cock sliding in and out of your cunt, and when he's cum in you, my cuckold will clean you up."

Jessie gave a girlish giggle.

"You're serious?" she asked. "He actually wants to have sex with me? I've never been with a man before in my life. Or a woman, come to that," she added, seeing the way I was looking at her.

"I can hear you," Greg interjected. "Why don't you ask me?"

Jessie went over to him, and apologised.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't mean to ignore you. Do you really want me like this lady has just described? Will you please take my virginity?"

"Yes, I do want you, and of course I'll take your cherry," replied Greg. "I have a thing for older women, and as you can see," he nodded down at his throbbing cock, "you have got me really hard. Get down on your knees. I want to put my cock in your mouth first."

Jessie did as she was told, and Greg put his mushroom head into her eager mouth.

"Slowly," he warned her, "just get used to the sensation of... Oh fucking hell! You're good! Are you sure you've not done this before?"

Jessie shook her head, wordlessly, still sucking Greg's cock as if her life depended on it. I moved close behind her and slipped her cardigan off her shoulders.

"You just carry on doing what you're doing," I murmured in her ear. "I'll help you undress. It's much better to be naked when you're being fucked!"

I reached around and started to unbutton her blouse, and when they were all undone, I eased it out of her skirt and off her shoulders. She didn't seem to mind that she now only had a bra and a skirt on.

Greg, in the meantime had started to gently fuck Jessie's mouth. She managed to get about half of his shaft in her mouth before she started to gag. Greg pulled out a few inches and patted her on the head.

"Don't be so greedy!" he chided her. "I'm enjoying this. Let's make it last a bit longer, shall we?"

I unclipped Jessie's bra and slid the straps off her shoulders, exposing her tits. Without the support of her bra, they sagged slightly, and I cupped them both in my hands and squeezed them gently. I felt her nipples harden and I turned my attention to them.

Using both of my hands, I gripped her nipples between my thumbs and my forefingers and tweaked them. Despite having a mouthful of cock, Jessie moaned audibly, and Greg smiled.

"She likes that," he said breathlessly. "and for someone who is sucking her first ever cock, she's doing a damn fine job."

"Cum in her mouth," I said, having had a rather delicious, deviant thought. "We've got all night. Between us, we'll get you hard again and you can fuck her when you're ready to go again."

Greg began to fuck Jessie's mouth in earnest. She didn't seem to mind and a few moments later, he warned her that he was about to cum.

"Don't swallow it, Jessie," I urged her. "I want to taste his cum too."

"Fuck!" yelled Greg, "it's happening! Here it comes! Oh, fuck, yes!"

His legs were shaking, and he'd stopped fucking Jessie's mouth, but she obviously hadn't stopped sucking. Her cheeks bulged as Greg emptied his balls into her mouth. A few moments later, he slowly pulled his rapidly shrinking cock out of Jessie's mouth.

"Fucking hell!" he gasped. "She's good! That was one of the best blow jobs I've ever had!"

I looked at him with an annoyed expression. I sucked his cock often, and I didn't like being relegated to second place, but he grinned and winked at me. "She's almost as good as you, O..."

I shook my head.

"No names," I warned him, hauling Jessie to her feet. I spun her round to face me, and noticed a dribble of cum leaking from the corner of her mouth. I pulled her closer to me and licked it up with my tongue. Then I kissed her full on the mouth.

Her lips remained tightly clamped together, but using my tongue, I managed to prise them apart. She tasted absolutely wonderful. Greg's cum combined with her slippery saliva and her soft warm lips were an enchanting combination.

Without breaking our kiss, I used my tongue to scoop out a dollop of Greg's cum, which I savoured before pushing it back into Jessie's mouth. She soon got the idea, and started to use her own tongue to inspect my mouth.

Eventually, all of Greg's cum had been shared and swallowed by us both, and reluctantly we broke off our kiss. Jessie's eyes were sparkling.

"I've never, ever kissed a woman before," she said softly. "If I'd known how lovely a sensation it was, I'd have done so years ago!"

"I'm betting you've never sucked a cock before either " I chuckled. "How was that for you?"

Jessie blushed.

"If I may borrow some of your colourful expressions, it was fucking fantastic," she said with a broad grin. She turned to face Greg. "Didn't you hear me earlier?" she asked. "I distinctly remember asking you nicely to fuck me. Are you going to be able to do the deed with that?"

She nodded at his flaccid cock.

"Don't you worry your pretty head about that," I told her. "You and I are going to put on a show together that will have this young man hard again in no time. You're going to get well fucked tonight, I promise you. Now why don't you get that skirt off, and we'll see what we can do about getting your cunt nice and wet!"

"I think you'll find I'm already quite damp," Jessie admitted, unzipping her skirt and letting it fall to the floor. She had a pair of tan tights on underneath her skirt and she yanked them down and balancing easily first on one leg and then the other, she removed them. Now all she had on was a pair of the biggest knickers it had ever been my misfortune to set my eyes on. There was, however, a distinctly darker, wet patch on the gusset. Jessie took her knickers off.

She stood naked in front of us and smiled.

"Well, you seem to be remarkably over dressed," she said with a chuckle. "Are you going to stay in that rubber suit all night?"

I explained that it would take ages for me to undress, and even longer to put my cat suit on again afterwards. "But," I continued, "it does have some features that will make things more interesting for us."

I unzipped the opening between my legs and exposed my cunt lips. Jessie smiled.

"My! My!" she said softly. "this is turning into a night of firsts! I've never seen another woman's private parts before!"

"Oh, Jessie!" I chided her, "don't be so prissy! 'Private parts'? It's my cunt, dear!"

Jessie blushed again.

"Cunt," she repeated. "What a lovely sounding name. It looks so nice and inviting. Does it look like that because this young man uses it? Look at mine! Tight, virgin, never been used for my pleasure!"

"Are you serious?" I asked her. "Don't you at least have a vibrator? When was the last time you pleasured yourself?"

"To answer your questions in order," Jessie replied quite matter-of-factly, "no, I do not possess such an object. I know what one is, of course, but I've never had the courage to enter the sort of establishment that sells that sort of thing. And as for pleasuring myself, I have put a finger inside my vag... my cunt," she corrected herself, "but after a few moments, the sensation is too much, and I have to stop. Does that answer your questions?"

"Very much so!" I replied with a smirk. "Come and sit by me on this sofa, Jessie. I'm going to introduce you to the pleasures of masturbation. You're about to experience your first ever orgasm! And then, after that, you're going to get fucked!"

As Jessie sat beside me, I put one arm around her shoulder and pulled her in close. With my other hand, I guided her towards my cunt. Her finger slipped in easily.

"You're very wet," Jessie said in a shocked voice, "have you had an accident?"

I laughed.

"No," I replied, "that's what happens to my cunt when I get turned on. I'm going to turn you on now, get you nice and wet, and then my boyfriend is going to fuck you! Come here. Give me a kiss!"

As our lips met, I slid a finger into Jessie. She was not as wet as I would have liked, and it must have been uncomfortable for her, because she opened her mouth to protest. I took the opportunity to ram my tongue into her mouth, cutting off all attempts to speak, and eventually, she got the message and started to suck on my tongue.

I was finger fucking her and in no time at all Jessie started to wriggle on my finger.

"That feels heavenly," she whispered into my mouth, and I slid a second finger in and opened her up. Then my thumb found her clit and I started to stroke her. Jessie squirmed and giggled.

"I usually stop at this point," she admitted. "The sensation is too much. I feel as if I'm going to wet myself!"

A third finger went in and now she was seriously wet. It crossed my mind to try and fist her, but I thought that might be a step too far at this point. I just continued to use my fingers and my thumb and all of a sudden, Jessie broke off our kiss and shrieked,

"Oh my word! Stop! Please! I can't take any more! Your fingers are driving me crazy! Please! I beg you! Stop! Oh... fu... fu... fucking hell!"

She actually squirted, all over my hand and as her orgasm reached its peak, she shook like a tree branch in a gale. I pulled a couple of fingers out of her and just used my index finger on her clit.

When it was over, Jessie's face was flushed, her eyes wide and her breath came in rasping gasps.

"I'm sorry," she apologised. "I used some foul language a moment ago. I don't know what came over me!"

"Actually, you came over me!" I smiled, showing her my wet, sticky hand and the wet patch of cunt juice on her settee cushion. I licked one of my fingers clean, and moved in for another kiss.

"Taste yourself," I whispered, and our lips met again. This time, Jessie put her tongue in my mouth, and I sucked it hard, tasting her saliva and swallowing. We broke apart, and she took my hand and sniffed.

"That was me?" she asked, and I nodded.

"Are you ready for some cock?" I asked, and Jessie grinned.

"If it feels anything like your fingers," she said, "bring it on!"

She looked over at Greg, who looked as if he was ready to go again.

"Doggy style, I think," I said to Greg. "That way, my cuckold and I can watch and I can have the occasional kiss too. I'm going to enjoy this!"

Greg arranged Jessie on her hands and knees on the floor, and knelt down behind her.

"Ready?" he asked, wiping his cock up and down her cunt slit, and transferring some of her juice onto his mushroom head.

"Ready, eager and willing," replied Jessie. "I don't know your name, but will you please fuck me now? I've waited far too long to have my first ever cock!"

Greg inched forward, and Jessie gasped.

"Oh my word! That's big!" she muttered as his mushroom head slid into her. Greg paused and allowed her a few moments to get used to the sensation. Then he put half of his cock shaft into her.

"Www!" moaned Jessie. "Is that it? What happens next?"

"When you're ready, I'll put it all in and then we can start to fuck," Greg informed her.

"There's more?" Jessie asked. "I feel full now. I don't think I'll be able to... oh my word! You 've put it all in me, haven't you? I can feel your balls slapping up against my bum!"

Greg had indeed put his cock in all the way. Jessie's eyes shone and she looked at me and grinned.

"I quite like this fucking game," she admitted. "I enjoyed it when you fingered me, but this young man's cock has stretched me even more and I'm really full now! Ooof! What are you doing, back there?"

Greg had began to fuck Jessie, pulling partially out of her and then sliding back in gently. He often started slowly like this when he fucked me. My clit twitched at the thought of having his lovely cock in me at some point later on in the evening, and I clicked my finger at Richard.

"Worship time, cucky," I muttered, and as Richard approached me I delved into my shoulder bag and pulled out my lady churchwarden pipe and my lighter. I love to smoke whilst Richard is worshipping my cunt.

Jessie's face was a picture. She was giving out regular moans of pleasure each time Greg slid his cock back into her, and her face when she saw what I was up to made me giggle.

"Your husband is licking your cunt!" she said in wonderment, "and you're smoking a pipe! My word! This is turning into one of the most extraordinary nights of my life!"

For the next few minutes, Greg fucked Jessie, who began to moan and gasp in earnest as he increased his pace. I smoked, watched and wrapped my legs around Richard's shoulders, locking him in between my thighs. For his part, Richard did his usual excellent job of worshipping my cunt.

"Harder, big boy!" Jessie urged. "I want to feel you going as deep as you can! Oh god, what a fool I've been! I never realised that a man's cock could give so much pleasure! I've wasted most of my life without ever having been fucked!"

A devious thought entered my mind, and I pushed Richard away.

"Go and sit back down," I told him, and he read my mind and grinned. His face was red from his exertions and shiny from the cunt juice his worship had produced. He resumed his seat and looked at proceedings eagerly.

I shuffled forward and shoved my cunt in Jessie's face.

"Your turn!" I said. "Eat my cunt, bitch!"

Jessie didn't hesitate, and dived in, but she really didn't have a clue what she was doing. She attempted to kiss my cunt rather than tongue fuck me.

"Stick your tongue out! Do it properly!" I growled, and I felt Jessie tentatively push her tongue into me.

"That's better!" I said approvingly. "Now do with your tongue what Gr... um... what my boyfriend is doing to you with his cock!"

Jessie soon got the hang of things, and thanks to the start Richard had given me, I was soon on the edge and gasping as Jessie's tongue took me closer and closer to the brink.

In a moment of beautifully choreographed motion, I started to cum, spraying cunt juice all over Jessie's face, and a few seconds later, Greg spurted his cum into Jessie. Both of us howled with delight, and Greg grunted his approval as he continued to pump cum into Jessie.

Eventually, everything ground to a halt. Jessie lifted her face up from between my thighs and grinned at me. Greg held her round the waist and tried to get his breath back. Jessie gave an "oh" of disappointment, and I assumed that Greg's cock had gone soft and slipped out of her. I beckoned her back up onto the settee.

"We're not quite finished yet," I told her pulling her in for a post-fuck kiss. "Watch this!"

Richard got up and knelt in front of Greg, who got to his feet, his exhausted cock, slick with Jessie's juice. Richard took Greg's cock and started to clean it up.

Jessie shrieked, "He's sucking my cunt juice off your boyfriend's cock! Ew! I bet he doesn't like doing that!"

"On the contrary, my dear, there's only a few things that my cuckold likes better than sucking cock," I informed her. "Cleaning me up after I've been fucked is one of them. That, and seeing me smoke my pipe."

"I want to try that," said Jessie. "May I?"

I handed my dainty pipe over to her and she slipped the stem into her mouth.

"Gently," I advised her. "Don't inhale. Just draw on the stem and blow the smoke out."

Jessie did as instructed and made a face.

"It's not bad," she admitted. "If I take up smoking, I'll have to be extremely discrete. My boss is a doctor, and she is totally against smoking of any kind."

"Tell me about it!" I thought, recalling all the lectures I'd had from Cindy over the years about the dangers and the folly of smoking. I'd never heeded her advice, but that didn't stop her from tutting crossly whenever I lit up in her presence.

Richard had finished cleaning Greg up, and he looked over at me. I nodded.

"Come and get your cream pie, cucky," I smiled, taking my pipe back from Jessie, and putting it in my mouth again.

"Just relax, Jessie," I murmured. "It's your turn now. The cuckold is going to clean you up!"

Jessie shuddered as Richard latched onto her cunt and began to eat Greg's cum out of her. She turned to me with shining eyes and whispered,

"This is almost as nice as being fucked! Give me another kiss, will you?"

I took a deep pull on my pipe and then I kissed her. Opening my mouth, I felt her tongue slip in and we exchanged smoke and saliva in a lovely, deep, wet kiss.

When we eventually had to come up for air, I passed my pipe back to Jessie and she took a few more puffs. Richard emerged from between her legs, red faced and shiny again.

"Finished?" I asked him, and he nodded.

"Back to your seat," I told him. "Between your fluffing and Jessie and my smoking and kissing, it looks as if Gr... um... we're ready to start round two!"

"There's more?" asked Jessie in amazement. "You mean I'm going to get fucked again?"

"And how!" I replied with a grin, putting my pipe down and delving once more into my shoulder bag.

I pulled out my strap-on dildo that was all set up in its harness. Jessie put her hand to her mouth. Her eyes widened in delight.

"Is that what I think it is?" she asked slowly. "You mean to use it to...?"

She stopped talking and gulped audibly.

"I've never had sex with another woman," she said slowly, blushing the most attractive shade of pink.

"Jessie darling, until a couple of minutes ago, you'd never had sex with anybody," I said gently. "That's all changed. You've been fucked by my boyfriend here. Now we are going to introduce you to the delights of double penetration. You're going to be fucked again. By both of us. At the same time!"

"B... but how will you manage that?" Jessie began, "you won't both fit in my... oh! bloody hell! One of you is going to put something in my bottom! I'm right aren't I?"

"Spot on!" I grinned. "You can choose. Do you want cock in your cunt again, or do you want to know what it feels like when a man cums in your arse?"

Jessie looked at me, then at Greg, and then back to me again.

"Do you know what?" she said with a mischievous giggle, "I did enjoy having my cunt fucked. Is it very different being bum fucked? I think I'd like to experience that! Will it hurt?"

"It'll sting like fuck until he's fully in," I replied truthfully, "but believe me, when he starts to fuck you, you'll love it! I should know! I love anal sex almost as much as being cunt fucked."

I lay down on the floor and my strap-on stuck up proudly.

"Straddle me and lower yourself onto my cock," I instructed Jessie, and after a few false starts, my cock slid into her well lubricated cunt easily.

"You'll need a bit of opening up, I suspect," I told her. "Gr... um... my boyfriend is going to stick a couple of fingers up you first, and then I'll get the cuckold to rim you. That should get you nice and wet and ready to be arse fucked!"

Jessie winced as Greg slid a finger up her arse.

"Ww!" she said, "that's not too bad! I feel a real dirty bitch with someone's finger up my bum! Oh, that's nice! Two fingers, I think. It doesn't hurt too much. Can you get another one in, young man? My bum hole really likes this sensation!"

Greg winked at me and started to finger fuck Jessie's arse. I pulled her down for a kiss and she immediately stuck her tongue in my mouth. I sucked it hard and she moaned gratefully.

"Your spit tastes really smokey," Jessie whispered shyly as we broke off our kiss. "It's lovely. Will you kiss me again, please?"

I did as requested and dribbled some saliva into her mouth. I felt her clench down on my strap-on and she started to rock back and forth. She was fucking me, rather than the other way round!

Suddenly, Jessie broke off our kiss.

"Ow!" she grizzled. "That bloody hurts!"

"I'm not surprised," Greg said with a chuckle. "I've got my whole fist up your arse. I'm wrist deep inside you! Are you sure you've never been arse fucked before?"

"I'm sure that I would have remembered if I had, young man," Jessie replied dryly. "Now as pleasant as this conversation is, would you please take your fist out of my bum and put your cock in me instead? This lady is filling my cunt beautifully with her artificial cock. I want a real one inside me as well!"

I felt Jessie wince as Greg extracted his fist and then she sighed with pleasure. He'd replaced his fist with his cock, and Jessie had joined the DP club!

"Slowly now," I advised my lovely boyfriend. "Let's co-ordinate our movements so that Jessie gets the full benefit of being double penetrated."

"Slowly be damned!" grunted Jessie. "Just get on and fuck me hard, the pair of you. I've never felt so full in all my life! I love this sensation!"

So we did as we were told and fucked Jessie fore and aft, swapping kisses, and really making the most of our threesome.

I felt Jessie leaking and her juices combined with mine, soaking both of our thighs. Greg wasn't far behind, and with a whoop of triumph, he emptied himself inside Jessie's arse.

Breathlessly, we all disengaged, and I summoned Richard to do clean up.

"Me first, then Gr... um... my boyfriend and you can leave Jessie till last. She'll need a complete clean up, back and front."

Jessie's face was a picture as she observed Richard sucking my dildo clean of all her juice, before moving on to Greg's cock and starting to clean him up too.

"Is your cuckold gay?" she asked quietly, but not so quietly that Richard couldn't hear.

"No, just obedient," I replied. "It pleases me to see him with a cock in his mouth, and he does so love to please me. Don't you, cucky?"

Richard managed a smile despite the fact that he had Greg's cock in his mouth, and he nodded vigorously. He released Greg and looked at Jessie.

"May I?" he asked. "If you'd like to sit on my face, I'll start with your arse. You seem to be leaking and it would be a shame to waste any of that tasty cum!"

I helped Jessie onto Richard's face and she giggled as she felt his tongue go up her arse.

"This is so dirty, yet so delicious!" she breathed, and she leaned forward and kissed Greg.

"Thank you, young man," she said, "this is the best birthday I've ever had."

"You're welcome," smiled Greg. "I really enjoyed it too. It was a pleasure to take your cherry."

Richard shuffled a bit, and Jessie blushed.

"Oh god, he's licking my cunt now " she said in a shaky voice. "I just might cum again if he carries on like that!"

"Don't worry," I reassured her. "I cum in his mouth regularly. He won't leave you hanging. Ride his face until you cum. He's used to being queened!"

There was a red flush on Jessie's chest and on her cheeks too as she rode Richard's face like a seasoned Hot Wife. Before long, she was quivering with pleasure and she moaned and groaned as she came on my cuckold's face.

"Oh my word, that was almost as good as when your young man was fucking me," she gasped, "my legs are all shaky. Could you help me up, please? If I don't get to the toilet pretty quickly, I'm going to wet myself!"

I grinned.

"Don't trouble yourself," I told Jessie. "Use him as a toilet. He loves golden rain almost as much as cum and cunt cream!"

Jessie's eyes widened in amazement, but neither Greg nor I lifted a finger to help her up. Eventually she muttered, "Here it comes, I'm sorry. I can't hold it in any longer."

There was a faint hissing sound as she relieved the pressure on her bladder and Richard began to swallow. When Jessie had finished her piss, he licked her almost dry, and Greg and I helped her to her feet.

"Well, Jessie, happy birthday again," I said, kissing her full on the mouth. "Our work here is done. Be a good girl and stay here whilst we all make our way out. You won't see us again, and remember, no police, please. You did ask us in, after all!"

Jessie took my hand and Greg's too.

"You've made an old woman very happy," she said gratefully. "Of course I won't tell anyone, let alone the police. Thank you both very much."

Richard gathered up everything we had brought and put them in my shoulder bag. Greg and I kissed Jessie again and we made our way out into the darkness. It was still pissing down with rain, and we hurried into the van. As we pulled off, I caught sight of Jessie peeping out from the front room window. She lifted a hand in farewell, and I smiled to myself. I think Jessie had enjoyed her birthday present as much as Greg and I had.

Circumstances conspired so that it was almost three weeks later that Cindy and I managed to get together to discuss what we'd done. Greg and I were sat at a table in our local fetish club, together with Cindy and her boyfriend. Richard and Neil, our cuckolds had been sent to the glory hole and Cindy and I were chatting about Jessie.

"She's a changed woman," Cindy was telling me. "Last week just after the last patient left the surgery, we had a fire alarm. Jessie and I got out safely, and by the time the fire brigade attended and declared the place safe, it was after surgery hours."

"Was there much damage?" I asked curiously. Cindy shook her head.

"None at all," she replied. "The chief fire officer told me that there was a fault on the system. He re-set it and everything was good. I'd sent Jessie home, given that the surgery was now closed for the night, but I went back in to switch everything off and set the burglar alarm. You'll never guess what I found?"

"Tell me!" I urged my friend.

"Jessie's computer was still on, and I don't know what prompted me to look at the history, but look I did. She's been looking at fetish dating sites!"

I laughed out loud.

"Good for her," I said. "I hope she gets exactly what she's looking for!"

"I made a note of her membership name," Cindy went on. "She calls herself 'late starter' and she's advertised for a younger man or woman to help her explore her newly discovered interest in fantasy, fetish and fucking!"

"Has she had any replies?" I asked, and Cindy shrugged.

"I don't know," she replied. "I couldn't see that information, but I can tell you that Jessie has started wearing some discrete make up and I've noticed her flirting with some of my younger patients! We've opened up a real Pandora's box between us!"

"Greg and I opened up a damn sight more than a box!" I grinned, and we all laughed. I wondered if we would ever see Jessie and a boyfriend or a girlfriend (or both!) in the club. One thing was certain. If we did, she wouldn't have a clue about the fact that it was Greg and I who introduced her to the delights of fetish fucking!

THE END.