Scott and Anna's Trial

Scott and Anna's Trial.

"There it is! Take the next left."

Scott swung the MG into the dark lane and floored the car. The rear tyres lost traction on some gravel and the rear end stepped out. He only just managed to recover it, and then looked over at Anna who was holding on tight to her door handle with a big grin on her face.

This was the husband and wife's second attempt at a Long Distance Trial. The first year they tried, they cracked the sump on the second day and they had had to abandon the competition. They both agreed they'd massively enjoyed it though and vowed to try again.

This year they were back with some modifications to their car, that they hoped would see them through to the finish this time.

"Ok," Anna said studying the route map with her torch; "we're looking out for another left. There, there it is!"

The trial was what used to be called a Reliability Trial. The cars tended to be older classics or even specials. Even though it wasn't a race everyone enjoyed the chance to push themselves and their cars to the limit over a twenty hour period.

Scott looked up into the distance and noticed row of stationary tail lights.

"I think we've got a problem."

He pulled the car to a halt behind a long line of fellow competitors' cars.

"I'll go and see what's occurring." Anna said opening the door.

He watched her walking off along the row of stationary cars. He then noticed the car in front was the same model and year as theirs. He was just admiring the bespoke double spare rear wheel rack when he saw Anna returning. She climbed back into her seat.

"There's been an accident. No one is hurt, but the course is completely blocked for the time being."

Scott sat there drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. He looked at the car in front again;

"Looks like the person ahead is doing the whole thing solo, the mad bugger."

Anna looked up to see just one silhouette in the car in front. She then opened her door;

"I'll let him know what the problem is." And with that she got out.

Scott watched on as she then walked up to the driver's window. She leant on the door top and he could then see her chatting to the driver. He was bored now and he picked up the route map for something to do. He checked to see what sections were coming up, if and when they ever got going again. He eventually looked up to see Anna laughing, in a way she rarely did. He watched her closely for a few minutes.

"You're flirting aren't you?" he said quietly, and smiled.

He knew only to well other men found his wife attractive. At 38 she was still in great shape with her swimming and yoga. Scott reflected that they both enjoyed a great sex life together. He smiled again as he thought how lucky he was.

He then saw Anna look back at him and wink. As he smiled back he then watched her walk around the other car and then climb into the passenger seat.

"What the...?" He said

After a little while his mind began to churn over; they both shared their fantasies with each other about sharing their bed with another person, but it was just a bit of fun, he thought. He then imagined him actually sharing Anna with another man. He surprised himself when he realised he was actually getting hard.

Just then he heard multiple engines starting up. Anna dashed out of the other car and climbed back in with him and buckled up. They both waited for the cars in front to start moving. He looked across to see her staring straight ahead. Scott then grabbed her hand and pushed it into his lap. She smiled at him when she felt his erection through his trousers.

"What have you been thinking about?" she said, obviously delighted by this development.

At that moment they heard someone beeping them from behind, and they realised the lane ahead of them was empty.

The next 3 hours flashed by in a blur of muddy hill climbs, Marshalls waving flags, driving rain and revving engines. They reached the mandatory morning rest stop with time to spare. They parked up and Anna asked if Scott would mind getting them something to eat. When he returned he noticed Anna was chatting to a young man sat on the bonnet of another MG parked a few cars away. He saw she was laughing again. Just as he opened the door to his own car the heavens opened. He just got in before it really came down hard. Two seconds later, the passenger door opened and Anna dashed in. But rather than taking her seat she climbed into back seats. The young man he'd just seen then climbed in and sat in her seat. Wiping the rain from his face the stranger held out his hand to Him;

"Tim. Pleased to meet you."

"Scott, pleased to meet you too." And they shook hands. "Oh and you've already met my wife."

"I have." He said whilst smiling back at her.

For the next twenty minutes they chatted away about the trial and their cars and then briefly about themselves. After a while they all noticed the rain had stopped. Tim then noticed the time.

"Crikey, I'd better skedaddle, nice chatting to you good people."

And with that he left. Anna then climbed back over and plonked herself down.

"Nice bloke." Scott said.

Anna looked at him with an expression he couldn't read. She then grabbed his hand and held it to her crotch.

"I'm wet."

Fucking hell, he thought. Had she been rubbing away at herself in the back the whole time?"

She smiled a cheeky smile and then put her seat belt on.

Scott struggled to concentrate over the rest of the trial. Anna even tried driving for a while, but then they only got lost because of Scott loosing his place on the route map.

"Fucking hell Anna, you are so going to get it when we get home."

"Oh, I do hope so."

They finished the last stage, and so had earned a finishers certificate. Tired but happy they started the short drive back home. Not long after they had set off they noticed another competitor's car up ahead by the side of the road, with its bonnet up. Scott pulled up in front of it.

"It's him." Anna said, looking back through the rear window.

They both got out and walked back.

"It's totally fucked mate." Tim said as he slammed the bonnet shut.

"What bad luck." Anna said.

"Hey, at least you finished the trial." Scott said, trying to cheer him up.

"I'd better call the breakdown service. I don't know how long that's going to take though, bearing in mind it's a bank holiday."

Anna then spoke;

"Why don't we tow you to ours - we only live five miles away."

"Yes," Scott added; "and if we can't fix it with our spares at home, at least you can wait in comfort, rather than by the roadside."

"Are you sure?"

Scott was already unpacking their tow rope from the MG. They soon had him hooked up and then they slowly pulled out into the road.

Scott and Anna didn't speak for the whole ten minutes it took to reach their house. They did however keep exchanging glances that the other tried desperately to read.

Once they'd got both cars safely on the driveway they made there way inside. Scott headed straight for the kettle and Anna rushed up stairs saying she needed a hot shower more than anything else.

When Anna returned she saw the men sitting at the kitchen table with mugs of tea. They both looked up when they saw her. She was wearing a short white silky dressing gown that ended half way down her thighs; she had bare legs so Scott thought she must be wearing her favourite cream bed shorts. And he knew that if she was wearing them, she'd be wearing the matching silky camisole top. He couldn't resist giving his cock a little squeeze under the table.

"Come on, chop chop Scott. Get yourself in the shower, and then our guest can make use of the facilities, if he wants..."

Scott quickly finished his tea and made his way up the stairs. Under the hot water his mind turned to the thought of his wife sitting beside Tim downstairs. Christ, he thought; what if she was actually sat there wet whilst chatting to Tim? He felt his cock stiffen again. God he wanted her so bad. He resisted touching himself though - he knew he had a big load from the forced abstinence and wanted to save it for Anna. As he reluctantly got dressed he thought about what was or wasn't going to happen very soon. He couldn't remember feeling this turned on or as nervous ever.

He walked back into the kitchen and he surprised himself to feel a little disappointed at seeing them still sat there chatting. He did notice however, Anna's flushed cheeks.

"Do you want a shower Tim?" Scott asked, refilling the kettle.

"I really would, if you don't mind."

"I'll grab you a towel." Anna said jumping up.

Scott then saw Anna and Tim cross on the stairs as she handed over a towel. Anna then sat back down at the table. They sat there staring at each other for a couple of minutes before Scott spoke;

"Well, I reckon we've probably got five or six minutes to decide."

They both knew very well what was implied.

"You obviously fancy him." Scott asked.

"I do."

"I guess we'll never see him again, he mentioned he's heading back up North."

"That's settled then." And with that Anna got up from her chair. She walked around to him and stroked over his crotch.

"I'll be in the bedroom when you are both ready."

With that hanging in the air, she quietly made her way up the stairs. As Scott sat there on his own he thought he could actually hear his own heart beating. He actually felt unwell and sick.

He snapped back out of it when he heard Tim's loud footsteps coming down the wooded staircase. He was dressed back in his clothes and sat back down where he was before.

"No Anna?" He said sounding a little disappointed.

"She's gone upstairs."

Scott saw Tim just nod and reach out for a car magazine that was on the table.

"Tim."

"Yes mate." He replied not looking up from the magazine.

"Anna's great don't you think?"

"Ah yes, you are indeed a lucky man."

They then sat in silence for a few seconds before Scott could hold back no longer;

"Do you know where Anna is right now?" He asked with his voice braking slightly.

"Upstairs you said."

"She's in our bedroom..." He paused, "her dressing gown will be on the floor, and she'll be sat up in bed, gently stroking her wet pussy hoping with all of her heart that she will soon hear two sets of foot steps coming up the stairs."

Scott watched Tim's face as he digested this information.

"Well, we'd probably best not keep her waiting then, eh?" And with that he got up off the chair.

"Lead the way." He added.

They walked along the landing together then Scott stopped. He pointed to an open door at the end, and indicted to him to go on. Tim walked forwards slowly until he was standing in the doorway to the marital bedroom.

Tim looked in to see Anna just where Scott had said she'd be. She was wearing a very short pair of bed shorts and a soft camisole top. One of her hands was under her top groping a breast and the other was down the front of her shorts.

Tim stared at her as he then proceeded to get undressed. Scott also undressed, but in the hallway, and watched on. He saw that Tim was in great shape and guessed he was probably ten years younger than either of them. He also soon saw that Tim was also fully erect. When Anna caught her first sight of Tim's cock her hand quickly sped up under her shorts. He watched as Tim walked around the bed gently stroking his cock as he went. Scott could see that Tim was slightly larger than him, but that didn't mean he thought himself small...

Tim then stopped by the side of the bed. He stood there stroking his shaft whilst looking intently at Anna.

"Is this what you want?" He said pulling back his foreskin and showing her the big fat head.

"Yes." She said very quietly.

"I didn't quite hear that."

"Yes." She said louder.

"Then suck it!" He hissed as he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to him.

She didn't need any other instruction, she greedily took him into her mouth, Scott watched in awe as she sucked him like she was possessed. He saw Tim with his hand on the back of her head.

"That's it, suck it."

After a minute of this Tim pulled her off of his cock. Saliva dripped from her chin. He then bent down and kissed her hard, before instructing her to put her hands behind her back. She dutifully did as she was told. Tim then held his cock to her face and rubbed the sticky end all over her cheeks and lips.

"Come in Scott." Tim said sternly.

Scott did as asked and was trying to decide if Tim taking charge was a good thing or not. He quickly decided that it was indeed the best thing with what Tim said next;

"Scott, get over hear. Anna would love it if you were to tongue her lovely clean bum hole. Wouldn't you Anna?"

Scott was delighted to see Anna nod eagerly. Rimming was something he had been trying to get Anna to accept as a 'normal' sex practice ever since they'd been together. Occasionally he'd been able to skirt around the edge (so to speak) when she'd had few drinks, and he was absolutely sure she enjoyed it, but he suspected she just had a hang up about the whole thing. Being told by a stranger to accept it was perhaps the key to open the door?

He got on to the bed and pulled her shorts off.

"God, look at that fucking smooth cunt." Tim said when he caught sight of her well trimmed sex.

Scott briefly thought that dirty talk was also something that Anna also had to be in the right mood for. He decided she was definitely in the right mood now. He then held his wife's ankles together and lifted them high. He could see the Holy Grail there between her bottom cheeks. Quickly he bent down and started licking and lapping all around her tight rear hole.

Tim had now got on the bed and fed his cock back into Anna's mouth. He leant forward and started playing with her clit. This made Anna start to deep throat Tim, a rare gift that she tended to keep in reserve for special occasions in their own sex life.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck Anna - suck that fucking cock, you like your husbands tongue in your arse?"

Scott then watched as Tim took a hold of her head and firmly pulled her off him.

"Do you?"

"YES!" She screamed, taking us both by surprise. "Tongue my arsehole, use me, fuck me, do what you want with me."

"Oh, we intend too, by the time we've both finished with you, you'll have spunk coming out of every fucking hole." And then he pushed her head back down.

This statement of intent pushed Anna over the edge and she had the hardest orgasm her husband had ever seen. Scott could sense he was about to shoot, even though he'd not even been touching his cock, so he got up and held his cock head to her pussy lips. He pushed forwards into his beautiful wife, and in only a few thrusts held himself in tight. He then shouted out as finally he could deposit his heavy load. He eventually withdrew and watched as his sperm trickled out of her.

"Come up here Scott, and make her suck that clean."

The two men quickly changed places. Scott looked down at his wife and mouthed the words 'you alright?'

She nodded with a smile and started sucking his wet softening cock. He then looked down the bed at Tim. He could see that he was on his knees just rubbing his cock up and down her slit. He then saw him move a little lower and then his cock was in-between her bottom cheeks. Scott released himself from her mouth and sat on the side of the bed watching. He then pulled her top off revealing her sizable tits.

Scott couldn't take his eyes from what Tim was doing with his cock. He saw him continue to do what he was doing, but now he was pushing into her cunt very slightly before moving down and then pushing just the head into her bottom. Anna was also looking down and she now grasped her husband's hand tight knowing what was to come.

Scott now thought that the man that they'd known for all of ten hours was going to do something that Scott had been trying to do for ten years.

Scott's cock was hard again and he wished it could have been him in Tim's place. Just then he saw Tim push his big cock right up her cunt. He then lay there fully imbedded. Scott watched as he then leant forward and lay with all of his weight on Anna. Then quick as a flash they rolled over locked together. Tim then put his hands behind his head and spoke.

"Fuck it Anna, fuck my cock."

She quickly started bouncing up and down clearly loving the freedom to fuck him. After a while Tim pulled her down to him until her tits were squashed to his chest. Scott saw him whisper something in her ear. He saw her nod in reply.

"Scott, this beautiful creature would like to feel two cocks inside her, at the same time."

Sweating, with his heart beating like crazy Scott moved forwards. He could clearly see they weren't going to need any extra lubricant. He then swiped his cock up and down her crease, he suspected he may have made contact with Tim's cock, but decided needs must.

Scott pushed in. He was expecting a struggle, but his cock slid right in. Once he was there he stilled, breathing hard. He looked down; it was the most wonderful sight and sensation. He'd never, ever thought that if and when he'd finally managed to get into his dear wife's bottom, there would already be another mans cock in her cunt.

"Give me the nod." Tim said to Scott.

Scott acknowledged with a nod, and then started buggering his wife. He couldn't quite believe how different it felt, but he conceded some of that may have been down to being able to feel the bigger cock pounding her cunt.

After a short while he gave Tim the signal and started his climax.

"We're both going to come inside you Anna. We're going to fill you up."

With that, Scott withdrew his cock till just the end was in and then wanked himself off into her rear. He heard Tim grunt and hold her to him tight...

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Anna eventually joined them in the Kitchen. She walked in like she was in a dream trance. She walked over to Tim and hugged him. He kissed her tenderly on her cheek. Anna then shuffled over to her husband and kissed him on the lips.

"I'm going to bed, to sleep."

Neither of them thought it was tiniest bit strange that she was going to bed at 1pm. They then watched as she slowly made her way up the stairs clearly exhausted.

"I guess we'd better go and have a look at your motor." Scott said, and he then saw Tim smiling at him.

"You haven't got there yet have you?" He paused, then; "Did you not think it was strange I broke down where I did? A funny road to be on if I'm heading North don't you think?"

Scott looked at him as the penny dropped;

"When?" He said smiling.

"Oh from the moment Anna climbed into my passenger seat last night."

"The naughty girl."

"Indeed, now, if I was you I'd get back up those stairs, climb into bed with her and give her a big hug. She can tell you about the blow job when she's rested..."

The End.