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   Our New Friend

   by Uncle Ted

   (threesome, oral, anal, FMM)





   ****The first try at telling a true story was related to you in, `Rear
View Mirror'.  This is a continuation of the search by the same couple to
find the perfect threesome.***

   The incident in the parking lot had been their first cocktail lounge
meeting, but not their first `guest', in their home.  A after the `Rear
View", adventure they had re-thought what they wanted.  Ean had been great
and had turned them both on but looking back on it they thought they would
rather start off with a kinder gentler version of Ean.  A few more
underground news paper adds and they found just what they wanted.  His name
was Richard.

   It was only a couple of weeks after the `Rear View' adventure that our
new story begins.  This was the first real `Mo fucking' was handled by
Richard.  Richard was a buttoned down, successful but over worked, Boston
Real-estate executive.  An obviously polished, well dressed, well spoken,
but plain looking man.  Richard was a quiet, typical sex starved, married
man.  They had decided to always pick married men, judging that married men
were less likely to become a problem, and were much more likely to be STD,
free.  He wasn't aggressive at all and Mo and were drawn to his honest
quiet qualities.  We wondered what would happen if Mo, really turned him
on.

   Richard had been among the first group of men to send them his telephone
number and picture.  His picture was average but his short note was very
sincere and caught their attention.  One of those kind of notes that are
not really that special at first read but that some how you keep going back
to.  They were very glad later they had.  Richard was in his early forties,
5'10" more or less, brown hair, brown eyes.  A very clean cut and
professional looking guy.  A scotch not beer, Tennis not football, type of
man.

   The night he first came to their house was a frosty, New England, fall
evening.  Bright red and orange leaves chased each other across the front
lawn, and the acrid smell of burning leaves hung in the air, bringing back
old memories of apple cider and Halloween.  Just a typical October evening
in Massachusetts.

   They saw the headlight as he pulled into our horseshoe drive, stop the
car and turned off his lights.  A moment later he knocked at the front
door.

   They had met a week before so introductions weren't necessary.  Ben took
his top coat and he and Mo exchanged quick pecks on the cheek.  Rich, was
clearly shy and nervous but Mo and Ben had planned on that.

   "Richard, let me get you a drink and you and Mo can talk.  Sorry but I
forgot" I explained to him, "to buy Mo's favorite sparkling wine so I have
to run out.  I'll be right back, the liquor store is only a couple of
blocks away.  Be back in fifteen or twenty minute." Richard was warming his
hands over the fire at the round, center of the room fire place as Ben
left. There was pleasant background music playing and the lighting was dim,
but adequate for their purpose.  Ben went out their back door and started
his car made some noise and shut the car engine back off.  The car was in
their back drive way, so Richard couldn't see the car leave or return, even
if Ben had left, and of course he hadn't.

   Their living room was their favorite room in the house.  Added on before
they had purchased the home it was an "A ", frame with an open ceiling,
exposing the varnished beams.  It was three steps down from the rest of the
house, and had a massive picture windows, wall to wall carpet and as
already described a center of the room fire place.  We had drawn all the
curtains before Richard arrived so the effect was one of warmth and
coyness.

   Ben had on a warm jacket for the close to freezing temperature but in
his rush I had forgotten his gloves,...big mistake.  He zipped up his
jacket and quietly walked around the back of the house.  When he got to the
side living room window, (they had left the back edge of the drape open for
him to be able to see), he could see Richard and Mo perfectly.

   Richard had seated himself on their coach with his scotch.  Mo was
sitting next to him, her arm over the back of the coach and half turned
toward him while they talked.  Her bear feet tucked under herself.  Mo was
wearing a full pleated skirt and plain silky blouse.  Her fingers stroked
his cheek at least once and he hand was lying on her thigh on top of the
skirt fabric.  After a minute or so of talking Mo, leaned forward and
kissed him, then she kissed him again, placing his free hand on her tit. 
Richard never skipped a beat, setting his drink on the end table he put his
arm around her and continued to massage her tit while they kissed, tongues
twisting and turning together.

   The action was hot enough for Ben to take out his cock and jack off to
the fabulous show in front of me.  Even his cold hand didn't discourage his
smoldering hard-on in the freezing cold.

   Mo without stopping the tongue play reached her hand down and unzipped
his fly.  A moment later his freed hard and ready cock was standing
straight up and pointing at Mo.  She started to jack him off, and that is
when Ben came off.  The thrill of watching another man , sitting in his
living room, getting jacked off by his beautiful wife was to much.  He shot
his load all over the side of the house where it froze instantly.  With
fingers freezing Ben put his cock back in his pants and went back to his
car to get the bottle he had bought much earlier.

   Coming in the back door, and taking off his jacket, he announced his
return.  Mo yelled, `Hi', from the living room.  Ben opened the wine,
poured her a glass, and rejoined their company.  They were sitting apart
now Richards cock back inside his pants but his zipper still down.

   "Did you two get to know each other ," Ben asked ?

   "Oh yes" Mo smiled knowing Ben had been spying on them.  Richard is a
wonderful kisser."

   "Good." Ben laughed, "then why don't I get Richard another drink and you
can get out the albums.  "Sound good to you Rick?  " They had a large album
of Mo nude and she and Ben fucking and sucking.  When he got back with the
drink for Rich and himself Ben sat in a nearby chair and, sipped scotch. 
Mo sat on the other side of Rich, after a dozen or so pages it was obvious
that Richard was getting horny from his comments about Mo's body, what she
was doing etc.  She had her hand back in his crotch, rubbing his cock
through his pants.

   Ben couldn't begin to describe what it was like to watch ones wife,
flipping through nude and pornographic pictures of herself, all the while
rubbing the strangers cock.  If you've done it well you know, if you
haven't then you can't really even begin to imagine the thrill.  The
closest I can come to it, and it's not really that close, is if you can
imagine the feeling of pleasure that surge through your body an instant
before you climax.....well I think that feeling is close.  Except that it
last for hours.

   "Honey why don't you get into something more sexy so Rich can see more
of you." Ben asked Mo who was waiting to do just that.

   "Sure", was all she said, and left the living room for our bedroom.

   "She is a hell of a girl", Ben said "She'll fuck us both dry tonight,
you'll see....  and get ready for a great blow job."

   "While you were out I got a little sample Ben and it is going to be
beyond great, I already know." He smiled at Ben adjusting his hard on.

   Ben stood and started to take off my pants.  "Why don't we get ready for
her Rich.  Just put your clothes on the end table." They both stripped and
sat back down both with very hard cocks.

   As Mo returned she shut off all the lights, (they were dim at any rate),
leaving the light of the fire the only light in the room.  We were slow
masturbating as Mo joined us.

   "Like it," she asked us and slowly turned around showing as her new
silver white Teddy.  She is a beautiful, tall, thin woman with large
perfect tits, soft shoulder length brown hair, a million dollar smile and
dancing brown eyes.  The erotic thin fabric let us clearly see her patch of
pubic hair, the voluptuous curves of her hips and ass, the dark crack
between her ass cheeks and of course her tits.  Her tits !  Signature tits
that swung heavily but gently from side to side as she moved.  Her pebbled
tan areola framed her erect, eraser size pink nipples.  Every inch of her
available to the eyes of their new friend.  I loved the look on Riche's
face....he was stunned.

   By the fire light Mo's sensuous body moved to the slow jazz background
music.  She moved like a harem dancer turning, swaying and dipping in a
slow sexual dance meant to entice.  "Come", she said after a minuet or two,
"Come Rich dance with me." She reached out and took his hand.

   They had only danced a slow dance for a few minutes when Ben suggested,
"Rich why don't you undress her, She doesn't need that teddy....it's to
warm in here anyway." Rich grinned getting into the threesome play
now....no longer confused or timid.  He untied the satin ribbon that held
the top in place and slid it off her arms.  Her nipples pushed against his
bare chest while they again kissed with open mouths.  Then with a little
help from her he pushed down her panties, and she stepped out of them

   Ben joined them when she was nude, sandwiching her between the men. 
Holding his wife's hips he put his cock between her ass cheeks and
simulated ass fucking her.  By then she had started to play with Rich's
cock and was rubbing it against her belly.  Ben's finger played with her
ass hole, Richard began sucking her tits,......  dancing degenerated into
swaying, then to just feeling each other.

   "Baby" Mo said to him, "Why don't you sit on the coach.  And let me show
you what I can do with that big thing of yours." Rich sat down on the edge
of the coach and leaned back resting, his fat cock high in the air.  Mo
began by lapping the underside of his cock and then his balls.  Rich
watched her closely and moaned when she touched the head of his cock.  She
slipped it into her mouth as simply as if she had know him forever.  Mo
moved her head up and down slowly, her tongue circling, and dancing over
his cock head.  The pre-cum disappeared and she used her thumbs to open the
small slit in his cock head then used the tip of her tongue to find more of
his pre sex juice.  Ben watched Rich's fat mushroom shaper cock head slide
into his wives mouth then her lips tightened around his heavily veined
cock.

   Kneeling beside her Ben loved the picture of him fucking his wives
mouth. He watched intently as his glistening cock disappeared into and
out-of, her pretty mouth.  Later one of Ben's favorite memories would be
the memory of the silver saliva coating Riche's cock and knowing it was his
wife's saliva, his wives tongue, his wives mouth.  What a splendid
whore/slut she was proving to be.  Ben was ready by then to shoot his load,
but knew it was to soon.  After a few minutes of watching her loving Rich's
cock, it was time for him to do some playing of my own.  Ben knelt behind
her and wetting his cock on her sopping cunt, slid his cock, without any
resistance, deep into her cunt.  Into her hot, wet, tight, lovely, slut
wives cunt.

   A few minutes later he heard Mo moan and Rich in a growling whine he
started to cum, and Mo moaned her willing acceptance of his salty hot gift.
He shot the biggest load, Mo said later, that she had ever had in her mouth
so quickly.  Mo never stopped sucking even with a full mouth filled to the
brim with cum, she was determined to make him happy.  Some cum slid out of
her mouth and dripped from her chin, some flowed back over his balls
leaving a large dark spot on the coach cushion.

   Ben's hands gripped her hips as he drove his cock deep into his slut. 
She wiggled her ass to increase his pleasure.  Then like a pile driver he
just fucked the hell out of her.  Nothing classy or different or
clever...just good hot fucking.

   Ben's arms wrapped around her, his hands grasping her tits his fingers
pulled, pinch, and twisted her erect nipples.  She had a delightful sweet
cunt, and had excellent control of her pussy muscles, she could almost
masturbate him with his cock inside her.  Tender ridges moving up and down
over my cock...like magic fingers...absolutely thrilled him while she
continued to suck Richards, (now) less ridged cock.

   As soon as Ben saw her bending to lap cum from Rich's balls he came off,
his cum filling her whore cunt.  He continued to push in and out until his
semi-soft cock dropped out of her.  God it had felt good.  How he loved his
slut wife.



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   PART TWO

   With Rich's cock still hard and very clean from Ben's wife's efforts he
enjoyed watching them open mouth kiss exchanging not only saliva but Rich's
cum as well.  Ben decided it was time to get into more practical
surrounding so he left them there and went to the bed room.

   He pulled back the sheet and blankets, turned up the heat so they would
all be warm.  Ben lit three scented candles and put a pornographic tape in
the tape deck.  Turned on the T.V.  , then the tape deck and muted the
volume.  Instantly their were four sweating bodies on the screen, fucking,
sucking and cuming.

   When he went back to the living room Mo and Rich, were up and already
heading for the bed room.

   Kissing Ben, ( he could smell Rich's cock on her breath), Mo said "I
thought you were getting the bed room ready Ben and we're ready to do some
serious love making.  Can you get the lights please." She gave him her
best, `this is great' smile, and rubbed my cock.  "Don't be two long.  Oh
and I asked Rich about the pictures.  He said fine, but would like one or
two of us doing what we are doing,.....and he knows no faces."

   Ben squeezed her tit and kissed her back, " I'll be right in there
honey. I'll close up the house and bring some wine for us too."

   When Ben arrived back in the bed room with a wine tray.  They were going
at it like rabbits, Mo was lying under Rich's legs wide open and moaning.
Richard was plowing into her with an intent urgency.  Slaping into her with
such force that it was not only audible but was moving Mo's body higher on
the bed.  Soon her head would be banging against the headboard.  Actually
Ben thought he began to slow when he was completely out of breath.  Mo
motioned Ben to come to her and he climbed onto the king sized bed and
knelt near her shoulder.  She took his cock in her hand and masturbated it
for some minutes when he remembered the the picture taking they had planed.

   He mounted the tripod camera stand near the bed.  He would use that when
he wanted to be in the picture.  But for now he enjoyed moving around the
two of them taking fuck shots from every possible angle.

   Rich's forearms threaded under Mo's back and his hands held her
shoulders.  He was holding her down so that when he came he would get every
milimeater of his cock into her.  And that was exactly what he did.  She
put her arms around him and held him close as he emptied his fat balls into
my wife.  In to my wife the slut.

   "Oh God ...Oh God...Oh God,..."...he mumbled as the magic feeling of a
climax, raced through him, colors flashed, waves crashed, stars exploded.
Then he lay wasted for a minute or two.  Sweating and exhausted he rolled
off her.

   "Christ Mo that was delicious," he said wiping some of the sweat from
his face.

   From watching all this action Ben had a resurrection, a huge erection.
With a devilish grin and fire in his eyes he stopped taking pictures and
crawled between Mo's legs then began to lap her still swollen sopping cunt.
Because she was so sensitive he had to go a little slow but she loved the
attention.  I carefully spread her outter lips and tongued her hard erect
pink clit.  I enthusiastically lapped up and swallowed the mixture of her
juices and Rich's cum as it drained from her depths.  While Ben `ate' her
Rich had recovered enough to start sucking on one of her hard nipple he
fingered, pulled and pinched the other one.  It didn't take long for Mo to
cum, filling Ben's mouth with even more love juice.  Mo pressed Rich
against her brest.

   Ben just couldn't begin to remember every position and experience of the
night.  They just kept changing expanding and evolving.  At one point she
was sitting on Rich's cock, leaning forward to let him suck her tits as she
fucked him.  Between her legs Ben lapped her dark hole, then as she moved
up and down lapped the edges of her very stretched filled cunt while she
was still fucking Rich.  Then as she continued to fuck Rich Ben cleaned
away the liquid and white foam that their fucking was creating at the
entrance to Mo`s pussy.  Several times, as Mo pulled up exposing much of
Rich's cock, Ben had lapped up and down the length of Ben's thick rod
cleaning it of his slut wife's juices.  Ben had always been fascinated at
how a woman's cunt could expand to allow entrance to a thick cock. 
Richards was very thick ....very, even though it was only a normal length.
She enjoyed him immensely.  Ben took dozens of pictures that would be
enjoyed for years to come.

   At two or three in the morning some one suggested a warm shower and they
all agreed.  None of them were at all tiered.  Mo lit candles in the bath
room and they all got into the over sized shower.  Ben had rebuilt the
shower himself and put shower heads at both ends so that no one was cold
waiting to get under the spray.  Mo got between the men and formed a truly
delicious sandwich.  Ben got behind her, Rich in front.  They soaped her
and washed her with big sponges.  Finished she washed each man.  We played
in the water and of course both of the men got hard for the third or fourth
time.  They dried off and returned to the bed for more fucking and sucking.

   During the evening Mo, had deep throated Rich's monster cock in the bed
room.  He didn't know how she managed it but he got some great pictures. 
The continuing fuck fest well.....continued.  With Ben lying on his back Mo
knelt to suck Ben's cock in the middle of the bed.  Richard used his fat
pole in Mo from the rear with the appropriate soothing moans from Mo.

   Those moans turned to whimpers of protest as he tried to fuck her dark
hole.  His cock head the size of an average plum, was coated with her cunt
juice but still wouldn't fit until he slowly opened her with his fingers.

   For minutes while she concentrated on opening her rose bud for his
monster cock head, Mo, abandoned Ben's cock and dealt with the pressure and
sweet pain of his ass hole attack..

   "Oh Jesus it hurts" she said while she pressed into him gently and he
tried to force the head into the tight hole.  "Slow
Rich....please...please...slow."

   "It's almost in baby, just try to keep opening up....bush out," Riche
told her as he pushed harder and like magic the circular muscle relaxed and
the fat cock head moved quickly into her hole.

   "Oh Jesus....  Jesus it's to big Rich....  to big.  Fuck it hurts....it
hurts...  Oh God....  Awwww but it dose feel so fucking good.  " Mo said
with eyes tightly closed....biting her bottom lip.  "Fuck my ass Rich, fuck
it.....it hurts so good." Ben watched as Mo wet her dry lips, and with her
eyes still closed started to slowly rotate her hips, Rich reacting to her
slowly let more of his cock move into her.  Each time she seemed
uncomfortable he stopped, then when she seemed to be alright he would
proceed, and his cock, as thick as a coke can moved up her back canal. 
Then it was seated his balls bouncing off her cunt lips.  After a short
rest he began to move in and out of her gaining momentum after only just a
few strokes.  Mo let him ass fuck her like a five dollar whore.  She loved
it.  Ben loved watching it.  His whore wife the "take it up the ass' slut.

   Rich pulled back on Mo's shoulders so she couldn't move away and he
could enjoy the feeling of his cock deep in Ben's wife's ass.  Rich worked
into a fast pace fucking the dark hole with abandonment.  Then he grabbed
hands full of her hair and as he began to cum cried out to her.

   "Oh fuck me Mo...push your ass back against me you dam bitch." Rich
gritted his teeth and closed his eyes to enjoy the fullness of the feelings
racing through him.  "you know you like to be ass fucked don't you, you
fucking cunt.  You love the feeling of my fat cock ramming you up your ass
don't you, you slut?" he opened his eyes obviously close to his climax.  He
let go of her hair with one hand and began slapping her ass cheek very
hard. Ben loved watching all this and began taking pictures.

   "Tell me what you love Mo....tell me you love to have me ass fucking you
while your husband watches.' he slapped her ass again while Ben took
pictures of the red hand print on his wife.  "Tell me that you cum slut. 
And tell me you're a whore." Again he slapped her ass.  "Tell me now." he
pinched the red tender flesh of her abused ass cheek.

   "I do love it Richard....I do" tears were running down Mo's cheeks as
she cried from pain and the thrilling and amazing feelings of Richard's
cock in her ass.  "Yes I do love it and yes I'm a whore for my
husband....he is my master my love Just please, please keep fucking my
ass....I want the pain and thrill of it." That was all it took for Richard
to explode deep inside of Mo's anal canal.  Then they collapsed and rested
his cum running slowly out of her wide open and empty ass hole.

   A little while later an emotionally ravaged Mo finished sucking Ben's
cock he came off in her soft sweet mouth, then she carefully cleaned him.



   After several more pictures and a cold drink Mo again got on all fours
with Rich and Ben, changing positions.  She clearly was enjoying his fat
cock as she lapped it to a full hard-on once again.  Behind her Ben
alternated fucking her sopping cunt with fucking her now open ass.  Her
rear hole was very easy to use, I imagine Rich' had stretched her some. 
From then on Ben always loved to ass fuck his wife.

   They continued to fuck and suck all night stopping occasionally to use
the john, shower or have a drink.  At some time close to dawn Ben fell
asleep, and he guessed they had to.

   One of the strangest feeling of the entire experience as far as Ben was
concerned, happened in the morning.  He woke slowly, and slowly became
aware of movement.  His brain didn't kick in for some minutes as he lie
there with his eyes closed still half asleep.  The result probable of to
little sleep and to much wine.  For another moment he didn't associate the
movement with the actions of the night before.  He tried to identify the
slow rolling motion.  Finally he turned over to see what was happening and
saw Richard mounted on his wife.  Slow fucking her.  At first he didn't
know who it was but then he remembered the evening before.  Then he
remembered.

   He smiled and got up to make coffee.

   End





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