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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, incest, and unwanted pregnancies are
subjects to be role-played between you and your significant other
only. Anybody actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a
psychiatrist, or seek mental help from a qualified expert in mental
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Retribution Chapter 3
Bt trukin_fool

Paul and Stan, were the two remaining friends, who had taken advantage
of my wife.
Although Ann insisted they'd each only received hand jobs from her, I
needed better payback than that.
However I could force their wives to perform, or whatever measures it
took, I would devise a plan to get their wives also.
Paul and Stan are big football fanatics. I recalled hearing about Stan
securing tickets for this afternoons game, over in the city fifty mile
away. Natually, where one went, the other also followed.
Their wives would both be home alone, or together, doing what wives of
sports nuts do.
At noon, I decided to take a drive, and see what their weakness was.
Ann seemed happy that she wouldn't be involved in whatever scheme I
had conjured up. She'd have the day to reflect on her misdeeds alone.
She realized whatever I had planned, involved sex in some manner, but
still, as long as it wasn't with her particpation, she was happy.
When I arrived, Pauls house was abandoned. Gina, his wife was most
likely with Stans wife, at their house.
Arriving at Stans house, I noticed Ginas car.
Great, I thought, they were both there.
Although it was early fall, Indian summer weather prevailed. The
temperatures were still mid to upper seventies. I was fortunate to
learn about the two wives need for tanning, and hoped they were out by
the pool, taking in the rays.
I ambled around the side of the house, and noticed they were indeed,
both tanning near the pool.
On the table, was two wine bottles. Both women were chatting and
giggling as they sipped their wine, and made small talk.
I was pleasntly surprised when Inoticed that Gina had her top undone,
to prevent tan lines. She is the other thirty six year old wife,
anoter young one,but comparable to her husband Paul, who is only
thirty nine.
Maryanne, Stans wife is older at forty seven, while her husband is
eleven years her senior, at fifty five.
Maryanne was wearing a one piece suit, but had rolled it down also, to
tan her luscious but saggy breasts.
I stood in the bushes near the back corner of the house, and listened
to their conversation for a while, before Gina quickly sat, and spoke
to Maryanne, as her bikini top fluttered away.
"You know?" She said, after drinking a huge sip of her wine. "This is
bullshit. Today is our annoversary, and where are those two? At some
stupid game."
"Who cares." Maryanne replied lazily. "What would you two be doing, if
he was here? Probably dinner and a movie, and then a little nookie
afterwards. Right?"
"Probably." Gina replied. "It's been so long since he's touched me, I
feel like I could just burst sometimes."
Raising her sunglasses, so she could look Gina in the eye, Maryanne
said in a giddy tone.
"And you don't have a private friend?"
"ell, yes ...I do." Gina answered with a giggle. "But the price of
batteries can drive us broke."
"You know dear." Maryanne offered. "There are substitutes, for women
in your situation."
Gina silently cocked her head, anticipating Maryannes solution.
"With Stan in his fifties, I found that there was alternatives to
every problem. Last year, Ann and I discovered it quite accidentally."
What? I thought. Ann my wife, and Maryanne? I surely arrived at the
right time, to hear this.
"You and Ann?" Gina asked, surprised at the older womans statement.
"Now don't get me wrong." Maryanne said, sitting up straight as her
boobs sloshed back and forth. "I'm not a lesbian, or anything, but
only a woman, understands what a woman needs."
"But you and Ann?" Gina gasped.
"Hey don't kid yourself." Maryanne said, trying to calm Gina. "We're
all sexual beings here. Just because the dick we used to get, doesn't
work all the time, doesn't mean we have to suffer. Right?"
"But Ann?" Gina repeated, still not being able to cross that barrier.
I assumed that Gina was shocked about Maryannes lesbian encounter, but
I was wrong.
"Yes Ann, for gods sakes." Maryanne replied abruptly.
Taking another long drink, Gina finally had the courage to speak her
mind.
"I though you and I were closer than that." She finally admitted.
"We can be, if you want ...." Maryanne stated, in a sexy voice.
"I don't know. I've never ...." Gina said in a whisper, suddenly
having second thoughts.
"Why don't we get out of our suits, while I explain." Maryanne said,
as she peeled off her bathing suit.
I noticed first hand, that Maryannes pubic atch was shaved in an arrow
type design, something I seldon saw before.
She continued to speak, as Gina stood nervously, and tugged her bikini
bottoms off.
She was shaved bald.
After finishing her glass of wine, Maryannes spoke again, laying out
her sexual history.
"Back in college, I was with a few girls, besides going with some
guys." She explained. "Guys were allright, I guess, but ever since, I
missed the closeness, that only a woman knows."
"You've been with other girls too?" Gina asked, trying to cover her
nakedness.
"Hey." Maryanne said chuckling. "I dick is a dick. A pecker is a
pecker. But when you want really sensual loving, only another pussy
can satisfy your craving."
Gina gasped at Maryannes bluntness.
"I thought I was over the girl thing, but last year, Ann came over one
day to go shopping." Maryanne contiued to explain. "That day, instead
of shopping, we decided to stay in, and drink some wine. That's how it
started. You know Ann and drinking. Right?"
"Oh do I." Gina replied angrily. "Everytime she drinks, she goes of
the deep end. Hell, Paul told me that she gave hima handjob, outside
the bar last month, and he wasn't alone."
"And who was he with?" Maryanne coaxed, pouring anothe glass, as if
she knew the answer.
"Paul said he and Stan were both there." She said nervously. "First
the bitch jerked off Paul, and then your husband."
"Did she fuck them too?" Maryanne asked in a very perturbed tone.
"Not according to him." Gina answered. "But I'll bet if either of them
were alone, she'd probaly give it up to both of them."
Both the women giggled at her remark, while I stood there shocked that
everyone thought of my wife as a slut.
"You know?" Maryanne stated, still laughing from Ginas statement. "If
I had a good cock like Tim seems to have, I'd be riding it so much, I
couldn't walk straight. Stan's got a problem these days, just getting
it up."
"Yeah, I know." Gina replied jokingly, being honest in answer to
Maryannes comment. "Paul seems so distant lately, I'll bet if Tim were
here, I'd probably help you rape him myself."
I knew this was my cue to take advantage of the situation, and
hopefully call their bluff.
I quickly sneaked back around the house, and calmly rang the doorbell.
For an excuse, I could say I needed to borrow a saw or something,
which all my friends had normally done in the past.
I pushed the button and waited, then pushed it again.
Crest fallen, I assumed neither wanted to actually go through with
their plan, so I walked away.
Nearing my car, I heard a voice calling to me.
As I turned, I noticed Maryanne, now redressed, and wearing a robe.
"Did you want something?" She asked, seemingly still high.
"I just stopped by, to borrow a saw. But then I remebered that Stan is
at the game. I'm sorry." I said, hoping she'd still invite me in.
She did.
"He's not here right now, but if you really need something, come on
in, and take whatever you want." She said, in a giddy tone.
Her meaning had sexual undertones, and I figured I'd just play along.
Once inside the house, Maryanne quickly locked the door, and led me to
the pool, out back, where Gina was also again attired in her bathing
suit.
"Guess what Gina." Maryanne announced. "Tim's here, and he needs
something."
"Hey stranger." Gina said, showing signs of too much wine. "What
beings you here?"
"I, uh, I just wanted to borrow a saw, but I see you two are having
fun, so I'll stop by tomorrow, after Stan gets off work." I said,
hoping they'd ask me to stay a while.
"Would you like a glass of wine?" Gina asked, lifting the bottle.
"Oops, it's empty. Sorry."
"How about a stronger drink?' Maryanne offered. "I'll get you one."
She headed into the house, leaving Gina and I alone.
"Beautiful day for some sun." I commented, nervously making small
talk.
"Yes it is, but now I'll get tan lines." She said, as Maryanne
reappeared.
"Don't worry about that." Maryanne said, overhearing Ginas words. "I'm
sure he's seen bigger and better at home."
"Well actually, there are good, better, and best. They're all good to
begin with." I stated, as a smart alec comment.
"And these would be?" Maryanne asked, cupping her breasts from
underneath, to emphasize her huge endowment.
"From what I can see, they're good, but I really can't tell. They're
too confined." I said, hoping to break the nervousness of the
situation.
Quickly Maryanne glanced at Gina, and for a second, I thought they
both decided against doing anything.
Then, with a wicked smile, Maryanne peeled her top down, baring her
saggy boobs to me.
"Do we have anupgrade yet?" She asked.
"Definitely." I replied. "They're absolutely better."
Taking the hint, Maryanne grabbed my free hand, and pushed it against
her soft flesh.
"Hmmm." I mumbled. "Now they are the best."
Not wanting to be left out, Gina sprang up, and tore off her bikini
bra.
"And what about these?" She asked, not wanting to be outdone.
I had to set my glass down, not wanting to disappoint either woman,
and give each a fair shot at my groping.
As I felt each other up, I moaned appreciatively.
"Well?" Maryanne asked, reffering to Ginas tits. "Better or best?"
"Well honestly, they're all very nice, but it's hard to decide." I
satmmered, not wanting the two to hate me.
Suddenly, Maryanne grabbed my already erect member though my pants.
"It sure is hard." She said with a devilish grin. "Did we do that?"
"Uh huh." Was all I could say.
My mouth was becoming dry, and the women both knew they were turning
me on.
Eventually, it became a contest between the two, to see which could
entice me more.
Noticing Maryannes hand on my crotch, Gina slipped off her bottoms.
She quickly took my hand, and rubbed it between her legs, over her
smoothly shaven pussy mound.
"How's that?" She asked. "Does that make your decision easier?"
"It sure does." I replied softly.
"Then who has the best?" She leaned in to whisper softly in my ear.
"I think ..." I stammered. "I think it's a tie."
With a frown, Gina pulled my hand from her pubic mound, and she went
to get her glass of wine.
In one gulp, she threw it down her throat, and sighed. She was now
willing to do whatever it took to win the title.
Upon her return, she knelt, and as she pushed Maryannes hand away, she
quickly undid my zipper.
After finally freeing my cock, she studied it momentarily, before
taking it deep into her warm sucking mouth.
Maryanne now realized she was about to loose the battle. Her friend
was making up points quickly, as she sucked me off.
Not to be outdone, Maryanne pressed her tits to me hard, and gave me a
deep sensuous soul kiss.
After breaking the kiss, she began to nibble on my ear.
"How would you like to stick that big thing in me, and fuck my brains
out?" She whispered. "I'm sure I can drain those big balls of yours in
a hurry."
Because of the hot talk, and Ginas expert skill at cock sucking, I was
nearing my orgasm.
Both women sensed it too, as Maryanne roughly spun me around, and
pulled her own suit completely off.
"I'll show you who is best." She said, pushing backwards onto the
lounge chair.
With great speed, she straddled my cock, and used one hand to aim for
her wet hairy hole.
Gina could only watch in disgust, as her competitor sunk slowly down,
engulfing my cock into her seething snatch.
"Oh my god." She hissed with closed eyes, savoring the feeling. "It's
a lot bigger than I thought."
Gina was sorely ignored, so she decided to pull out all the stops. She
bent over, facing away from me, and spread her ass cheeks to my gaze.
"How would you like to stick it in my ass?" She asked, looking over
her shoulder. "It's nice and tight. Not like that used hole you're in
now."
Maryanne became angry at the younger womans comment, but insisted on
riding me even harder.
"Tell her." Gina pleaded. "Tell her you want to stick it in my
backdoor."
"I'd like that." I agreed, "But if you give me a minute, I will finish
here first."
Ginas eyes grew wide at my remark. Maryanne however, had an idea hit
her, that would possibly settle the rivalry.
Quickly, she got off of me, and grabbed Gina by the arm.
"Look." She said staring into the younger womans eyes. "We both have
something to prove. If you're willing to go that far, I have an idea
that will satisfy everyone."
Gina looked at her nemisis, and listened closely as she explained.
"I can tell you've never been with another woman, or at least, not
lately." She said. "How about you take him in your cute little butt,
while I show you thrills beyond belief?"
Hesitantly, Gina pondered the offer, before agreeing. At the very
least, she'd prove her ass was much better than Maryannes older pussy.
Maryanne quickly steered Gina to a kneeling position, on the other
lounge chair. Patiently, Gina waited for Maryanne to drag me behind
her.
"Don't worry dear. He's already pretty lubed up from me." Maryanne
said, offering encouragement. "Now relax, as he shoves that bone in
your tiny little butthole."
Gina obeyed, and soon the head of my cock breeched her outer ring.
Slowly, but steadily, I shoved more of my cock into Ginas tight
asshole.
Gina meanwhile threw her head back with squinted eyes, as she accepted
my dick into her bowels.
Maryannes plan wasn't to just stand by and watch. She wanted something
out of this also.
Hastily, she starddled the head of the lounge chair, and slid down
under Ginas wide gaping mouth.
Reaching under her torso, Maryanne roughly grabbed one of Ginas
swaying tits in each hand, and squeezed hard.
"Now eat me bitch." Maryanne commanded. "Eat my pussy, while he slams
your tight little asshole."
As if dreaming, Gina slowly dropped her ehad, and kissed the older
womans vaginal lips.
Before long, she was munching away happily, as her groans from my
fucking, were poving her extreme pleasure.
I had neared my breaking point, just as Maryanne forced the younger
woman to strive for her own orgasm.
"That's it baby." Maryanne moaned. "Lick my clit good, I'm almost
there."
With a shriek, Maryanne began to shake violently, as Gina herself was
spaming. with her climax.
The sudden tight grip on my cock, by Ginas ass muscles, also produced
my own climax.
I shot load after load of cum, deep into Ginas tight ass, while she
and Maryanne were awash in ther own bliss.
"Oh you fucking horny little cunt." Maryanne gasped. "If I knew you
were such a good pussy licker, I'd have had you for breakfast every
morning."
"Mmmmm." Gina replied happily, once she caught her own breath. "An am
I on the menu tomorrow?"
Both women chuckled at her words, as I slowly dislodged myself from
Ginas still clenching ass.
As I weakly stood, I stared at the two women, now cuddling each other
tenderly.
Before long, Gina looked up at me, with glassy eyes.
"Thank you for not sticking it in my pussy." She said "I save that for
my husband only, but anytime you want, you can use the backdoor."
I was shocked. Were all my friends wifes this eager to be fucked?
That's when Maryanne added her comment.
"And if it's pussy you want, I'll be more than happy to share mine,
with you and Gina both."
I didn't know whether to shit or go blind. I was dazed at the womens
obvious sexual frustration.
Would I be able to keep up the pace? I sure hoped so.
continued...............

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