Honeymoon Squared

                       Honeymoon Squared - Chapter 16

       That night I tossed and turned and had one irritating dream after another, all having to do with my faithless wife. The next morning I decided that the trip back to see what June and Lucinda could do to make my wife recover her old self would be a waste of time based on yesterday's performance. What would it take to make Gwen return to the sexy thing that caused a riot at the adult bookstore? I had seen the results of the asphyxiation approach, but it looked too dangerous. Besides would it work on the new Gwen, who had gone through hell after being raped and nearly killed from the terrible beatings she had absorbed? My wife was an enigma these days and it might be better for all concerned if I just divorced her and started a new life without Gwen and Roxy. There was no way to separate the two, which was for certain.

       Roxy blew in as if nothing had happened, inquiring if I wanted any pussy from her right now. All she was wearing consisted of a smile and a thong that was obviously soaked with pussy juice, indicating that she and Juanita had already been busy while my mind was wrestling with the issue of my soon to be ex-wife. To her credit she read my face and knew there was trouble in the valley. She suggested that perhaps a semi-professional blowjob from Juanita, who liked to keep her skills properly honed, would perk me up and get us ready for a romp in her bed while the sheets were still relatively fresh. She reacted like someone that had been kicked squarely in the crotch when she heard my decision about getting a divorce from Gwen.

       "You can't do that! I won't hear about such an idea! My daughter is just a little confused and I'm sure that a few days with June and Lucinda will straighten her right out."

       My arched eyebrow didn't sit well with her at all. I could care less; enough was enough. Her daughter, my wife, had problems that would keep a shrink busy for years, maybe forever. I was sick and tired of taking whatever pussy she and her brain-fogged daughter chose to provide when they were in the mood. Last night had torn it big time. One moment Gwen's a hot piece of ass who couldn't get enough cock if a dozen guys were taking turns doing her, and the next moment she's an ice queen, or is it a spoiled brat? Fuck that, I'd had it! My mother-in-law was standing there with her eyes big and her mouth open as yours truly left the room in a fury.

       A good long walk can do wonders for a man, even if he was missing work at a job provided by his mother-in-law's influence. By the time I got back to the house, a lot had happened, all bad for my blushing whore of a bride. It seems that mom knew about her daughter's little fling with the handsome surgeon who had tricked out her body to turn her into a cock magnet. She had put two and two together and got eight and a half. Gwen had not bragged about her score to anyone except dear old Roxy. Roxy had kept her lips zipped. That meant real trouble, the kind that she didn't want or need. She tried to pull rank on this soldier, but I brushed her off and went to work. On my part, there was hope for scoring with at least one of the many short skirted pieces of ass that flounced around the office bending over to show their assets, tits or bottoms, depending on one's location when she made her move.

       Women can smell a man who is on the prowl. That day they went out of their way to show me what they had, and some of them had plenty. However it was a shy one who bagged me first and she wasted no time doing it. She passed me a picture of herself wearing nothing but skin and on the back the words " How about dinner this evening and me for dessert? " I was stunned and also complimented by her approach. She was fit and trim, probably worked out in some spa or gym, and featured a shaved pussy and nipple rings hanging from her B-cup tits. That evening I had two helpings of dessert and a promise that on my next visit a certain alternate orifice would be made available, if I was interested.

       Roxy was not amused, but she held her fire. After all, it was her daughter who was the cause of the problem, and she didn't help matters by picking up a fifteen-year-old girl as her love toy, leaving me out in the cold so to speak. She was smart enough not to ask where or with whom, but she insisted that we sit down right now and discuss her offer to solve the problem. It had no strings attached, which was good, and even gave me my freedom during the time it was in effect. In summary, for the next one month Gwen would be under strict discipline and restrained at all times. In the event she failed in any aspect of her marital duties despite the reason, she would be subject to corporal punishment chosen and carried out by me.

       It was a cat and canary arrangement with the canary's wings clipped. What would it hurt? At Roxy's place I could screw her daughter senseless, while at other locations it was no one's business but mine. I was eagerly looking forward to another tryst with Jill, my slim and very hot, new fuck buddy. At this moment Gwen couldn't be any further from my mind. She was a foreigner who lived somewhere else in the world. To make my mother-in-law happy, I nodded my agreement and she broke into a sigh of relief. Naturally she was disappointed when I turned down the offer to do Gwen right now, as she was naked and restrained on the big bed in her former room. For some odd reason Roxy then offered herself instead. I declined with thanks, but claimed I was rather worn out from my labors this evening. She flushed and bit her lip in irritation.

       Jill could certainly make great desserts. I ate until I couldn't eat anymore, sometimes consuming as many as four helpings of her finest offerings. Roxy's place was just somewhere that I went to sleep and change my clothes.  To her credit Roxy merely bit her lip over and over until she had a canker sore that was not very attractive. That weekend I stayed away entirely, returning Sunday evening late to be confronted by an irate mother-in-law who blew her stack as I watched and shrugged.

       I was exhausted since Jill had a younger sister who joined us for most of the weekend and like her older sister, Janice made great desserts for a sixteen-year-old, but specialized in presenting her bottom for my edification and usage. If anything she was slimmer than Jill and lacking in the tit department, but that tight asshole made up for those minor imperfections. That was to be the last time I cavorted with either sister. It seems that Jill was a serial fuck buddy, moving rapidly from partner to partner, and never staying more than a week to ten days. That was too bad, but it was great fun and prepared me for my main bout with Roxy and Gwen.

       Roxy's mouth was moving, but whatever she was saying went in one ear and out the other. I was still tired from all the fun and games that had taken place over the weekend with Jill and her kid sister. However my eyes homed in on the display Roxy was providing, namely her mostly bared body highlighted by a black thong that was soaked with pussy juice. My guess was she had hurriedly thrown on the robe when she realized I was in the house. I knew exactly what she and her little sex companion had been doing before my arrival. It was plain to see from the flecks of pussy juice scattered among her pubic hair. The muff was something that she had started a few weeks ago and it was pretty impressive by now. I sure hadn't been paying much attention to Roxy that was for sure.

       In my mind's eye I could picture Juanita stretched out on the bed, still not satisfied from the efforts of her love slave, Roxy. Her crimson, blood-bloated cunt lips were coated with glistening strands of Roxy's saliva. The old woman must have been sucking and kissing that pussy for quite a long time to get the cunt lips so fat and sassy and start a flow of cunt cream to dribble from between those fat cunt bumpers. It became apparent that my mind had taken over my body as well. A fairly impressive erection had developed and currently was tenting my slacks. It was also very obvious to my mother-in-law, who stopped her mouthing in mid-sentence and began licking her lips in anticipation. Why not; after all she'd been deprived of my cock for some time now and probably was getting a bit bored with just girl-girl stuff with an untutored teenager.

       Her face lit up like a Christmas tree when I announced my return to her home and good graces, and intended to nail her asshole good and proper in the presence of her teenage lover as a symbol of my exalted position in the household. I ordered her to get rid of the robe and lead me to her little love nest so I could begin fucking her brains out while Juanita watched and if necessary fluffed me if needed. The look on Roxy's face told me I was the king once more. Taking off like I did for a week leaving her high and very dry, had paid big dividends both at work and here. Starting tomorrow my reluctant wife would begin to learn what happens when she fails to perform her marital duties in a manner that pleases her long-suffering husband.

       Roxy took the lead and almost pranced as I followed, watching her ass cheeks jiggle as her hips swiveled from side to side in an exaggerated motion, tempting me with her charms. I could make out the islands of cellulite forming on her plump buns. I'd expect her to see the same surgeon that did her daughter's bodywork so she could be fit and firm and sexually attractive to me and hopefully other men as well. I had plans for Roxy that might shock her, but those I'd save until the issues surrounding my marriage were resolved to my satisfaction. Besides Roxy still hadn't snapped back to normal thanks to the excessive use of asphyxiation used by June. Thus my mother-in-law would be having competition for my cock from her daughter and those hot cunts at work. I was sure that Jill would be letting the girls at work know that I was available and a decent fuck.

       Juanita gave me a wide berth as we joined her on the large bed. The place stunk of sweat and pussy juice. My guess is they'd been in bed the better part of the day, probably taking breaks for food and the bathroom sandwiched around who knows how many orgasms. I was curious where my blushing whore of a bride was hiding. When I asked, it got deathly quiet before that little imp piped up and said she was out on a date with someone Roxy had fixed her up with. The next thing I was straddling Roxy, with both hands clamped tightly around her neck as her eyes bulged and her tongue protruded from the side of her mouth like a dog. Juanita saved her lover by grabbing my hair and yanking until I stopped squeezing the life from my mother-in-law. I replaced Roxy's neck with Juanita's cute, tight ass as I put her across my knee and my erection rubbed across her belly as I gave her a spanking that she'd long remember. The little imp took advantage of the situation and rubbed me so hard that my dick exploded and coated her belly and a portion of her pubic mound with a load of hot, but well diluted cum.

       Getting off like that was embarrassing and calming. I sheepishly checked on Roxy's condition, but she shrank from my touch and seemed relieved that I wasn't about to corn hole her precious asshole. I made a fist and warned her there would be hell to pay if my wife the whore returned more screwed than what I recalled. Just to show her and her little fuck buddy who was boss, I stretched out and had them take turns getting my cock hard. That little imp really knew how to jerk a cock and Roxy was an expert at gobbling the hard shaft as it entered and left her warm, wet mouth. Twice I thought my cock was hard enough for Roxy's asshole, but both times it bent too much to push past the tough muscle guarding Roxy's backdoor. Just as I was considering doing the nasty with Juanita whether she liked it or not, I heard the door downstairs opening, but not closing. I silenced the two and listened for any evidence that something was going on downstairs. What I heard cinched it, the slobbering sound of a dick being sucked very ardently. So down the stairs I came on tiptoe.

       My dear wife was naked except for a thong that glistened with the cum that was still pouring from her fat lipped cunt. She was on her knees, hands behind her back, sucking noisily on the thick, black cock attached to a man about six and a half feet tall with muscles to match. As I watched he cuffed her across the head and urged her to go faster, he had another white woman to see before the night was over. Gwen moved into another gear and started swallowing most of that python, which soon was coated with a thick layer of saliva. He grabbed her head and held it steady as he face fucked her mercilessly and she gagged and choked on the thick length of black dick. I was getting hard just watching this mismatch taking place about ten feet from here I was standing.

       He looked up and our eyes met. He grinned and pointed down to my wife and asked if she was my cunt. I laughed and told him not now and probably not ever again. He laughed in reply and slammed his meat so far down her throat that he cut off her air. I couldn't help laughing as Gwen reminded me of a blowup doll dangling from his cock. Then he snorted and held her head in a death grip as he went off and blew a load of cum down her throat. I clapped my hands slowly to acknowledge his ability to control and use my demented wife. He backed away and let her flop to the floor. As he left he added that she had taken care of eight of the brothers and did a good job most of the time considering she was a white girl. I turned and went back upstairs announcing that Gwen was unconscious and on the floor by the door if anyone wanted to drag her fucked out body upstairs and put her to bed. As for me I wouldn't touch someone who was a slut and proud of it. It looked as though Roxy was going to have a fit when she heard my words.

       The next morning it was a very contrite Roxy who pleaded with me to stay home and listen to what had happened in my absence. Ignoring her I left for work where there would be plenty of glances from the other girls and more than one offer of a nice home cooked meal and some wonderful dessert. By noon two ladies had propositioned me, one of them I knew was married. She didn't bother to lie about being married, letting me know he was on the road doing his thing most of the time while leaving her at home with just a vibrator for company, so he thought. That evening after work we had some drinks and then she bought dinner with her credit card, a gold one. Then it was to her place for dessert.

       Winifred was in her thirties, kept herself in fairly good shape, had a very nice set of real tits that filled up her 36D bra quite comfortably and a shaved pussy with long, thick cunt lips and a fat clit that proved to be very responsive to any type of touching. That night it was touched with my fingers, tongue, lips and cock, all the while growing after each and every caress, kiss or nip. She was another one who flooded the bed rather quickly once things got going. She gave head like a pro, licked my balls until they glistened and even sucked my asshole until it quivered. I did my best to reciprocate until she announced it was time to get serious, and not to worry about getting her pregnant since she had an IUD installed a few years ago when she realized life would include lots of male sex partners.

       She liked to be used hard and impersonal, like a piece of meat was the way she described her feelings while she was being pounded to a pulp by her unthinking partner. When queried about bondage, I hit pay dirt. She loved to be helpless, unable to prevent whoever was punishing her from doing the nastiest things imaginable, provided they left no permanent scars and she was able to walk the next day. Naturally she asked if I had any ideas I'd like to try on her. I mentioned a few and they were dismissed out of hand as being too mild for her tastes. That annoyed me, but I bided my time.

       Out came the handcuffs along with the information that there was a full enema bag waiting to be emptied inside her and held until she felt as if she was about to melt. While we waited it would be fun if she was made to take a golden shower or if I was up to it, make her swallow my piss and keep it down while I face fucked her mercilessly. She remarked that she liked these activities because they left no obvious marks. I inquired about her husband's attitude toward this type of activity and was told that it was he who started her off on them many years ago when everything about their marriage was almost perfect. In fact she usually confessed under duress about her infidelities so her husband could punish her severely. Often she would not be able to get out of bed for at least a day and move without wincing for another one. For that reason they always had these sessions on Friday evening after he returned from a trip. His return from this trip would mean major league pain and suffering since I was the second man with her while he was gone just three days on business.

       There was no way to avoid asking how their strange relationship managed to stay together. She smiled and told me her husband cheated on her almost every day he was away, and had two or three long running affairs at his office. In fact one of the women was invited over to hurt her and she did a wonderful job. There is nothing to match a woman when it comes to hurting another woman. While the husband fucked her cunt until it felt raw, the woman donned a large strap-on dildo and proceeded to fuck her ass until it bled, much to the delight of both. As the woman described it, that was just for openers, and she proved the truth of her comment. For a week afterward Winifred ate only soft foods like she was a baby, that's how much damage that monster piece of hard plastic covered with knobs did to her rectum and lower intestine. I let her know that I wasn't in that class for providing pain, but she merely smiled and told me that two infidelities in three days would merit some unique and very terrible punishments for her, and perhaps that woman might do an encore performance on her helpless body.

       Considering what I did to her and the way she reacted, this lady was into very heavy pain and punishment. To begin she had me tie her wrists and ankles to special rings set into the corners of the big bed. Then a wooden roller was placed under the base of her spine to as she put it; make it easier for me to fuck her at a very high speed since her cunt was now tilted properly for maximum penetration. There was more as she directed me to use what looked like hose clamps on the base of each tit and ratchet them down until they nearly disappeared into her swelling flesh. Weights were then attached by wires to the hose clamp arrangement to stretch those 36Ds until they took on a sausage shape and moans began to issue from her pursed lips. I got a close look at those big bags of fun and saw the numerous traces of former punishments that had been meted out to those knockers. Now the fun began in earnest.

                       (To be continued - jethro jodhpur)