Quiet in the village continued… It’s been a quiet week in our little village, or at least as far as we know it has. Emma and I have just had a steady week on our own, though she has taken to wearing a small butt plug, as part of her training for Jerry she says. I have done my bit too, fucking her tight little arse frequently. I asked Emma if Sue knew of Jerry’s ambition to fuck her arse and she had said of course she does and that she expects to be there when he finally achieves his aim. She also let slip that our next-door neighbour, Carol, had succumbed to Jerry and his wish to fuck each female member of our little club in the arse. Only Emma, the newest recruit remained. All would appear fine, but the size of Jerrys cock is frightening, and I’m not intending ever to be on the receiving end. Armed with my new knowledge I paid Carol a visit the other day, she was pleased, she said, to see me and invited me in. “To what do I owe this honour?” She asked, whilst leading me into her kitchen. “I’ve come to pick your brains.” I said. “Shame, I was hoping for more.” I smiled, and hadn’t ruled out more, but I was curious. “A delicate subject,” I continued, “But I understand that…” I paused, stammered even. “You’re here to ask about Jerry fucking my arse.” She said and burst out laughing. “How do you know that?” “Well, Sue and I are good friends and she said she had told Emma. Emma’s also been round to talk to me.” “What the fuck?” Carol was now pissing herself laughing, “We girls do talk you know? Emma tells me that you’ve been helping with preparations.” It was my turn to laugh now, “Maybe, but as you know I’m no Jerry.” Carol and I had fucked previously. She wiggled her arse for me as she leant over the kitchen island, “Don’t underestimate yourself dear. You may not have his length, but your girth is more than adequate, and you can fill me up anytime you like.” This wasn’t why I had come around, but I’m never one to look a gift horse etc. I moved behind her, stroked her hips and arse, over her jeans and as she moved herself back into me, I immediately became hard. I let my cock press up against her, even through my denim and hers it felt good, and I reached around to cup her breasts. Over her T-shirts and bra, but she smelt great and felt even better. I moved my hands under her shirt and then eased her bra cups up. Releasing her gorgeous tits for me to play with. Tweaking her nipples and kissing her neck I felt her pushing back into me even more before she turned around and kissed, exploring my mouth with her tongue and allowing her hand to reach down and stroke my erection over my jeans. I unclipped her bra and removed both that and her shirt before I sucked on her tits, nibbling her nipples. She broke free and said, “Not here, come to bed.” I realised that it was mid-morning, daylight and she was half naked in her kitchen, on view should anyone call around. She led me upstairs and into the bedroom and pulled me back into her. “Now finish what you started.” She said. I didn’t need asking twice and I began to suck on her tits again, playing with her nipples, watching them grow, feeling them stiffen, just as she was feeling my cock stiffen. I undid her jeans and opened them, sliding my hand down, into her knickers and onto her clit, I let my fingers play with her clit as I listened to her beginning to moan. Releasing my hand, I knelt in front of her and pulled her jeans and knickers below her knees in one gentle movement. She stepped out of them and lifted my shirt over my head and telling me to strip. I did, and then continued to lick from her thighs upwards to her now soaking wet cunt, she sat and then laid back on the bed, legs over the ned, and then over my shoulders as I worked my tongue on her clit, inserting fingers in her cunt and fucking her with them. It took a few minutes but when her orgasm arrived, she nearly drowned me, clamping my head between her thighs and pushing into me, writhing and screaming. Whilst she was still at the height of her cumming I moved my hand and inserted a soaking wet finger onto and then into her tight hole. She gasped a little, but I pushed a little harder and then finger fucked her arse as she came down from her climax. As she settled, she turned herself over and, on all fours, said, “Fuck my arse now.” She lowered her head and shoulders, but pushed her arse back towards me, her little star opening slightly. My cock was showing pre-cum and I used that as more lube, holding my helmet against her arsehole and rubbing gently before easing the head into her tight place, I expected a reaction but only got a pleasured sigh from her. I eased in further, much easier now and then held myself fully inserted in her hole, relishing that feeling. She held the position for a short while too, but then began squeezing my cock with her muscles, tensing, releasing, tensing again. “Fuck me Steve, Fuck me.” I did, rocking back and forth, my cock almost leaving her arse before being pushed back in, slowly at first bit then quicker, harder, faster, before I could feel myself ready to cum. Carol must have known too as she shouted, “Fuck my arse, cum inside me.” It was a matter of seconds later that I shot my load. Three long jets of my seed and then a few small deposits as I softened. Carol worked her muscles on me, squeezing every last drop of cum from my cock. I slid back out of her as she relaxed, “Wow, Emma’s gonna love the training. That was gorgeous. Now I just think she needs time. Confidence and opportunity. Shall we arrange another party?” I watched her puckering arse as my cum dripped out from her little star and smiled. Carol would arrange something soon. Emma needed to be ready.