Goddess, Wife, Whore 06

On Saturday Wong arrived first to cook our dinner and later a car service dropped Ingrid off at our home. The photo didn't do her justice.

At 5' 8'', slim with barely any hips or ass, small bosom, maybe one hundred ten pounds at most, long legs, the extremely fair skin, blue eyes, long blonde hair past her shoulders and an overall youthful appearance of being much younger than eighteen and six months, she is a wet dream of northern European beauty.

Ingrid was shy and I thought a bit uncomfortable around me, so I let the two women do most of the talking, asking her questions, talking about themselves a bit then asking her more questions. I kept quiet. Wong had filled me in during the week about Ingrid and I passed it on to my wife.

Ingrid had only been with two other girls both her own age, then once with Wong and has never had sex with a man. This is her first time away from home and she finds it lonely living in the big city far from her family. She finds the modeling work boring and isn't sure if she is going to continue for long. She spends most of her free time reading novels and masturbating.

During dinner Wong asked, "Did you have a chance to read that book I sent you?"

Ingrid looked embarrassed and blushed, saying a bit too quickly, "Yes I liked it," and left it at that.

I didn't think too much about the exchange. I was eager to get the party started. I kept everyone's wine glass full during dinner and when we moved to sit in the living room, Ingrid was on her fourth glass of wine obviously drunk. Wong drank only a bit and wasn't drunk.

Wong got things going, sitting next to Ingrid she leaned over, placed a hand on her face and began kissing her on the mouth. Jennifer moved to the couch and sat on the other side of Ingrid and began to touch her legs and chest. Wong took Ingrid's face and turned it to face my wife's and Jennifer kissed Ingrid on the mouth. I sat quietly in a chair on the other side of the room watching and rubbing my cock through my pants.

The two women on either side of Ingrid fondled her body first outside her clothes then slipped hands up her skirt and spread her legs to give them better assess to her sex.

They took their time, women do. Wong took off her own shirt and skirt, and on the couch stood on her knees and looking down, pushed the dress straps off Ingrid's shoulders, fondling her small breasts still contained in their bra. Ingrid's moans were quiet, tepid sounds and continual. Jennifer worked from the other direction pushing Ingrid's dress up to her waist revealing lacey panties through which my wife worked two fingers up and down over her slit.

Then Wong took off Ingrid's bra and I was surprised by their shape and size. I knew they would be small but not underdeveloped. They were, what are called online, as "puffy." Most, perhaps half, of her breasts were areola and nipple. They looked like she hadn't finished growing up. Wong's breast looked like they might be able to fill a champagne glass, Ingrid's looked like they could fill a champagne glass but because of their conical shape they would need to be pushed hard to fill it. Between the angelic face, and small conical shaped tits, she looked much younger than her eighteen years. [Censors, I repeat we checked her ID.]

When Ingrid's panties were removed, they revealed just a slit, all her labia lips hidden from view. I love that.

Soon all three women were naked, and Wong kneeled on the floor between Ingrids' leg and beginning to work her pussy with her mouth. Jennifer kissed Ingrid on the mouth, then she did something that surprised me. She stood on the couch and lowered her cunt to Ingrid's face and said, "That's it's it, lick my pussy, oh yeah that feels good, just like that."

Wong moved her face off Ingrid's crotch and began to work one finger then two then three fingers in and out of that tight young cunt. Ingrid could no longer concentrate on my wife's cunt and Jennifer moved off her face and moved her fingers to rub quickly back and forth over Ingrid's clit. Jennifer grabbed a fistful of Ingrid's white, blonde hair and kissed her on the mouth. Ingrid's orgasm began shortly thereafter, it moved through her slim body in waves, little screams, and cries emitted from her mouth. Her milk-colored skin around her neck and face turned red. Her orgasm lasted for what seemed like minutes.

She finally pushed both Wong's and Jennifer's hands away from her sex. She couldn't take it anymore and rolled over on to her side facing Jennifer's body as the last of her spasms worked their way through her nervous system. The last electric jolts caused her body to shake twice, and she stopped moving. Her breathing was still fast as Jennifer stroked her head, and Wong ran her hands over Ingrid's wet body.

I was still rubbing my cock through my pants, a bit proud of myself that I hadn't ejaculated in the boxer shorts during that scene. I told everyone to move to the bedroom so we could be more comfortable and went to the kitchen and brought back refreshments for everyone. The three naked women, one my wife, lay on the bed. Wong and Jennifer were complimenting Ingrid on how beautiful she is and how well she made love.

Ingrid was less inhibited but noticed that I was still dressed and that the three of them were completely naked.

Wong took the lead saying, "That's right, he let you enjoy his beautiful wife, now it's time for you to pay him back."

I took my cue, standing up in front of Ingrid I unzipped my pants and pulled out my semi hard cock. It got hard and angry almost at once.

Ingrid frowned and brow furrowed on her gorgeous face as she looked at it.

Jennifer said, "He'll be gentle, he's an excellent lover. Look at his beautiful cock. It's going to feel so good inside you."

Ingrid shook her back-and-forth head, saying, "I don't know..." but Wong ignored her.

Wong moved her body to pin Ingrid's arm against the bed and using her other arm grabbed one leg and pulled it back against Ingrid's body and told Jennifer to do the same. Ingrid's body was quickly restrained by Wong and my wife, her arms held and her long legs back folded back on her torso with her two openings exposed to my view, and more importantly, to my hard cock.

Ingrid made more noises of protest and shook her head back and forth.

I said, "Move her to the edge of the bed."

Wong and Jennifer easily move Ingrid's body to the foot of the bed. With both feet on the floor, I moved my body between her legs. I took my cock in hand and rubbed its head over her opening. There was plenty of lubricant at her opening. I took my time; this was a cock virgin pussy. After a while I placed just the head inside her cunt then pulled out. I did this several times.

Then my wife reached down, pushed my hand away and wrapped her fingers around my cock. She rubbed my cock head around and up and down Ingrid's opening. Now that's a great wife. I wouldn't even dream of writing this down on my bucket list; my wife handling my cock over the entrance of an angelic eighteen-year-old's pussy.

Ingrid protestations and struggles against the two female bodies restraining her continued but she was play-acting. Wong and Jennifer alternated kissing her on the mouth, sucking her tits and rubbing two fingers over her clit as I slowly worked more of my cock into her cunt. Three short slow strokes into her opening, then pulling out completely. I let her passage get accustomed to my pipe. The protests soon stopped and were replaced by moans of pleasure.

Slowly, I pushed more and more of my cock length into her vagina. When inside her, I rotated my hips in a clockwise direction, then counterclockwise.

Finally, I was filling her hole with my entire length, but slowly at first then gradually picking up the pace, pushing forward and then pulling back. I showed great restraint not just quickly ramming that virgin opening, although the hymen was gone, she was a virgin to actual penis. My thrusts and the two sets of fingers working on her clit brought Ingrid to another spectacular orgasm. While her body was spasming, I stepped on the gas and fast pumped my cock into her opening.

When I felt close to erupting, I pulled out and moved onto the bed kneeling on either side of Ingrids's body, so my cock was in front of Ingrid's face. Wong and Jennifer took their cue and with their hands pumped me to orgasm. My first two streams of semen were powerful, hitting Ingrid's mouth and cheeks splattering everywhere. I couldn't keep my eyes open for the rest of my steams of jizz but when I opened my eyes again Ingrid's cheeks, mouth, and chin were dripping with my semen.

Wong and Jennifer began to lick Ingrids's cum covered face and swallow the gooey mess. Now that's a bucket list item that really is too much to ask for, yet here I was checking it off. I was ejaculating on a beautiful eighteen-year old's face and having my wife, and another woman, lick it off. As I fell back on the bed, they both let go of Ingrid's body and began to caress her body, and taking turns kissing her on the lips.

Jennifer kissed her and said, "You did great Ingrid, thank you for pleasuring my husband."

As I lay on the bed in my post orgasmic bliss watching the three of them, I thought I must buy my wife something ridiculously expensive this year for her birthday.

After Wong and Jennifer cleaned up Ingrid's face as best they could and her brain cells stopped exploding, Ingrid said," I need to use the bathroom. Can I take a shower?"

Jennifer said," Of course, I'll go turn on the water," taking Ingrid's hand and leading her to our bathroom.

I turned to Wong when they were in the bathroom, "What's with the book you gave her."

Wong smiled and said," I gave her "The Handmaid's Tale" by Margert Atwood."

"Don't' know it."

"The important part is that there are at least three scenes in the book where a woman is held down by another woman while a man fucks her. I had a hunch she would get off on it," Wong explained.

Again, Wong impressed me.

After her shower Ingrid came back and sat on the bed with us. I looked at the two naked women sitting on our bed along with my wife. It all seemed perfectly natural.

"Did being held down by women while a man penetrates you as good as the fantasy? You got off on those scenes in the book, right?" Wong asked.

The directness of the question startled Ingrid, I think mostly because Wong had guessed correctly how it affected her.

Ingrid covered her face with both hands, embarrassed, "Oh my god, I can't believe you know. It really did turn me on. I got so wet. I had to masturbate and read it again and again."

Ingrid took her hands away from her face; she was blushing.

Both Jennifer and Wong assured her that it was perfectly natural to have fantasies of dominance and submission. Jennifer told her of the "pirates", Arab slave trader and white slave fantasies. Wong told her how she loves to be the Dom, or dominant, and so forth. They talked for a while about it. I just listened to the three naked women talking on our bed, one of whom happened to be my goddess wife. Yes, this is all perfectly natural, a least it is for an Arab prince and his harem.

After a while Jennifer asked Ingrid if she would like to be held down again.

Ingrid was again embarrassed, "Oh my god," putting one hand to her face and blushing, "I don't know."

Wong whispered something in her ear, all I heard was the word ass.

Ingrid covered her mouth with her hand, "I've never had anything there, not even a finger. I'm scared; it's going to hurt."

"Don't worry hon, after we tongue your ass and lube you up, you'll be prepared and you'll love it," Wong assured Ingrid.

Before Ingrid could object, Wong grabbed hold of her and forcefully flipped her onto her stomach, then directed Jennifer to sit on Ingrid's backside facing her legs and hold her ass cheeks open. Wong moved down to Ingrid's slim ass, spread her cheeks and immediately stuck her face in between those small ass cheek. From what I could tell she began fucking Ingrid's asshole with her tongue. Jennifer sitting on the small of Ingrid's back watched as Wong went to work getting that asshole reading it for my cock. My admiration for Wong kept increasing.

Ingrid pretended to struggle and say things like, "No please don't," and the like without much conviction.

Wong would take a break and let Jennifer work Ingrid's asshole with her fingers, as Wong fingered her cunt. After a while, they both lubed up Ingrid's ass with lubricant, generously working it inside her opening. Ingrid's moaning was continuous, the fake protests ceased; her breath was short and fast.

I just sat next to this ass prepping stroking my cock. Then I couldn't take it anymore. I stood up on the bed, straddling Ingrid's body, facing Jennifer's face and she took my dick in her mouth, I pushed and put my hand to the back of her head, face fucking her until I was hard.

"You think our little angel is ready for her first penis in the ass?" I asked.

"Oh yeah I think she's ready," Wong said as she got to her feet and moved to Ingrid's head, stroking her hair and whispering in her ear.

I moved away from Jennifer and kneeled on the bed, positioning myself on either side of Ingrid's' legs, pushing them closer together. My wife took my cock in her hand and positioned it at the entrance of Ingrid's ass. I need to pause here and state the obvious, God my wife is great.

I pushed my cock past the exit muscle; there is not easy way to enter a woman's asshole. Ingrid cried out, Wong made soothing sounds, I slowly pumped my pipe in and out of that very tight eighteen-year-old ass, leaning forward and deeply kissing my wife. Indrid cried out every time I thrust forward sheathing my cock fully in her ass. Fortunately for her, even though I had cum once already that evening, I couldn't hold out for long. I might have pumped twenty times at most before I exploded inside her. As I orgasmed, I leaned down and grabbed two handfuls of my wife's melon sized breasts and squeezed hard and stuffed as much as I could into my mouth. I think every cell in body fired during that orgasm.

I don't remember the next few minutes; I must have fallen off her ass and onto my back. It took me a few minutes to be able to focus again. My wife lay next to me stroking my quickly deflating dick.

The rest of the night the three women took turns sucking and fucking each other. The highlight was when Ingrid and Wong wearing strap-on dildos fucking my lovely wife. Ingrid on her back, Jennifer on top riding her, and Wong from behind fucking her ass. Of course, I did the only reasonable, gentlemanly thing I could, I stood on the bed facing Jennifer's face and fed her my cock.

Later she told me, "Being filled like that, in every opening was insane. I had that out of body experience again like with Jordon."

I dropped my third, now very small, load of the evening into Jennifer's mouth.

Ingrid stayed the night and left the next morning with Wong.

As they were leaving, at the front door, I said to her, "You're always welcome to come back Ingrid, I hope we'll see you again."

Ingrid, now sober, in the morning light, was back to her timid self, "Oh, Ok, well maybe, I don't know..."

I leaned forward, Ingrid thinking I was going to kiss her on the cheek, I pressed my hand behind her head pulled her towards me pressing my mouth on her full lips and thrust my tongue into her mouth. A kiss on the cheek? Last night I shoved my cock in your pussy and ass and unloaded a pint of semen on your face, we're more than just kiss on the cheek friends.

I pulled away but still held her head in my hands, "Well, think it over. We both loved having you," and winked at her.

Ingrid paused before saying, "Yes, well, it was nice meeting both of you."

After they had gone, I asked Jennifer if she had any regrets. Did she enjoy it? Was she OK with me now fucking very young woman?

"Honey, I loved every minute of it. I loved seeing you get off with that gorgeous young thing. I also love getting eaten out by two women, just in case you didn't notice."

"Hell, should I be worried?"

She laughed, "Don't worry honey, I can never do without your cock."

Then she leaned forward, taking her hand and placing it behind my head, pulling me towards her and kissing me with her tongue.

At work the next week Wong gave me an update on Ingrid. She had driven Ingrid home on Sunday and Ingrid asked Wong many questions about dominance and submission.

"I was worried that she regretted it, but I realized she had led a very sheltered life," Wong told me.

Wong called Ingrid on Wednesday. She told Wong that she had been thinking about the weekend with the three of us all day long. She told her that she would go home and masturbate recalling what had taken place in our bedroom. The part that she was especially aroused by and couldn't get out of her head was when she was restrained and I entered her. It was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her in her young life. She also said she realized she's bisexual. Wong said she thinks many of these young women today say they are gay because it's "cool."

Wong knew what she was doing by giving Ingrid the Atwood book. Ingrid wanted to know if Wong was going to visit us again this coming Saturday and if she could come along. Of course she could.

That Saturday night for her second visit, the ladies reenacted the restraining of Ingrid while I entered her. In addition, to end the evening of sexual debaucher I placed Ingrid on her knees in front of me, directed Wong and Jennifer to hold her hands behind her back. With Ingrid's gorgeous face at cock level I slapped my penis against her cheeks.

"This hard cock is going to fill your mouth. You will do your best to please me. Wong and Jennifer will teach you how to properly suck a man's cock," she made small moaning sounds as I slapped her face.

"Say you understand. Say yes sir."

"Without hesitation she said, "Yes sir, I understand. I am ready."

I liked the ad lib.

I fed my dick into Ingrid's mouth. Wong held her arms behind her, Jennifer moved behind Ingrid's head and grabbed fistfuls of white hair in her hands and pulled it back, using the hair to move Ingrid's head forward and back.

I proceeded to pump my penis into her gorgeous full lipped Icelandic mouth and finishing off with semen streaming into her throat making her swallow. My balls ached that night; I ejaculated four times in an eight-hour period.

This became our routine for the next five weeks, Jennifer and I would refrain from any sex during the week, Wong and Ingrid would visit every Saturday night for an evening of food, drink and sexual hijinks.

Then Ingrid informed us that she was going to Europe to work for three months then take some time to visit home.

She said," I'm going to miss you guys."

Wong knew this was coming and had been busy.

When we were alone at work she said, "I met this gorgeous Italian creature. I know she's not your type but wait till you see a picture," as Wong proceed to take out her phone and show me the photo of a beautiful dark-haired, green eyed, olive skinned nineteen-year-old, a look alike of Monica Bellucci the actress.

"I don't want to be called a bigot. Bring her over."

"I have a date with her tomorrow. Fingers crossed. I have a feeling it's all going to work out for everyone."

Wong always seems to get what she wants. The young model was just the means to the end of always having access to my blonde Goddess wife. If she kept bring me fresh young women to feast on, yes, she can make love to my wife for as long as she likes.

Epilogue

Wong brought Monica around to meet us, and it went as well with her as it did with Ingrid. A gorgeous sex slave for the three of us, well mainly for Wong and me. About three months later Wong met a new model named Nomi, a Swedish beauty, she showed me a picture, she looked like a younger version of Jennifer. Wong was in lust or love and didn't want to share her with us. I don't blame her. It was her dream girl but without me attached. But to make up for her selfishness, she talked me up to her friend at the modelling agency and I got the job as an in-house attorney. I was glad to leave the firm, and so was Wong; she no longer had to do half of my work.

At company functions I take Jennifer, who is as gorgeous as any of the models represented by the agency and fits right in. She took the initiative to scout young fruit to be picked. She has invited an East African model, imagine the model Iman but young and more beautiful, to our home for dinner.

Jennifer checked with me first, "She's not your type but I think she's gorgeous, just turned eighteen, please let's have her."

My wife, I think I'll keep her.

"Of course, my slave, I'm not a bigot, let me expand my sexual palate. She is a ripe fruit ready to be picked."

Yes, dear reader, you can envy me. I know I would if I were you.