Bill Smithson Anne Speaking 'I'd met Bill while I was doing Edgar, and if you hadn't turned up I probably would have had a thing with him then. But then you did turn up, and frightened the shit out of poor Edgar! Bill hung around for a couple of years, being all 'in love' and hoping that you'd go away! When we got married, he got the message that you weren't going away, and went off and did that dreadful zen school thing. when he came out of that, well, you saw what a mess he was in. I really felt that I should do something to set him back on track, and I knew that you'd approve, so I invited him to drive me to Quebec city for a weekend college event. Actually we didn't get any farther than the Queens hotel, downtown, not that It mattered! When we drove into the parking lot he was shaking so much. I don't know whether from fright or anticipation. Anyway, to calm him down I told him that I'd always known that he wanted to fuck me and that now, I was his for the weekend. He asked about you, but I told him that I knew that you'd approve, so not to worry! That your mistress, Rekha was coming to stay with you for the weekend, and that you'd be getting a good fucking yourself. He still looked worried. So, still in the car, I undid his belt, unzipped his fly, and, as I still couldn't get at his cock, you know how small those Mini's were, made him sit up so I could get his trousers down. Then ducking my head under the steering wheel, I sucked him off! He was so keyed up that as soon as I sucked him in, he came, all over my face, which as you know, I normally love. But, as we still had to get into the hotel, I got some tissues and cleaned off. He hadn't even kissed me yet! It was like he was terrified of me! After we'd booked in, as Mr and Mrs Smith, we found ourselves in the lift, the bellboy carrying our 'suitcase', I took his hand, lifted my skirt, and put it on my pantyless cunt, while I kissed him deeply and as passionately as I could. He fondled my cunt until we got to our floor and the lift doors opened, then I took his hand and followed the bellboy to our room. I think that he still didn't believe that this was all happening, that at last, after all these years, he was going to get to fuck me! When the bellboy had left, I got out the bottle of Metaxa, which was one of the few occupants of our suitcase, and poured us a large drink, which I made him chug, as he still hadn't loosened up! Then went and took a shower. Coming back into the room, naked, I saw that he was still sitting on the foot of the bed. I crawled onto the bed, flashing my cunt at him, lay against the bedhead, spread my legs and reaching for my cunt began masturbating at him, taking the other occupant of our suitcase, my favourite dildo, began to fuck myself with it. This broke him out of his daze, and he crawled up close to my pussy, and watched my dildo, now slick with my juices, sliding in and out of my clinging labia. I stopped for long enough to get him out of his clothes. Jeez, he had a beautiful body, more so even than yours! Even his cock, a nice thick eight inches. Then reinserting my vibrating dildo into my cunt, which was really slurping now, I brought myself to a lovely cum! He lit our cigarettes, and we chatted for a few minutes, also drinking more Metaxa. He seemed to be coming to life now, deeply kissing me, playing with my tits and sucking my nipples, then finger fucking me to almost another cum. but I stopped him, grabbed his dick, saying emphatically,' Now, Fuck Me, Lover!' pulled him into position for him to plunge his beautiful cock deep into my cunt, where he held it throbbing in me clutching me frenziedly for about half a minute. It was intensely emotional for me and seemed to be a break mark for him. (Afterwards, he seemed to be much more natural and free than before when he'd seemed almost catatonic.) He then fucked me non stop for about half an hour, changing to several different positions, almost to prove to me (or himself) that he knew what he was doing! When he came, it was cataclysmic, as one would expect from someone who'd been without sex for a couple of years. The cum in the car was only a valve release type of thing! After smoking more cigarettes and a couple more Metaxa's, we decided to go out to supper. As I hadn't brought any decent clothes for an evening out, I decided to slip home to get some clothes, expecting that you'd be out supping likewise. Instead, I walked into a scene with you fucking balls deep in Rekha's arse on a pile of cushions on the living room floor! Remember that? We both laughed, but poor Rekha was so embarrassed and buried her head in the pillows. After I'd collected my dress, I went back into the living room where you'd recommenced buggering Rekha. I watched for a few minutes, before realising that I was getting really turned on and likely to want to join in, so I left! I do so much enjoy watching you fuck. I thought we must talk about that! ( A few months later, we went to Shaw's and thus began all the orgifying that we did from then on!) ( You must some time, tell me your side of that incident, I'd love to hear it! You tell me a lot, but not for that time!) Bill and I went to a very nice restaurant, (I'll take you there next time we go out), then decided to go for drinks at one of the bars that you'd built. After we'd had a couple of drinks, we weren't feeling any pain, I told Bill about the scene when I'd gone home for a dress. He got really turned on, grabbed my arm, dragged me out to the back alley, Thrust my face to the wall lifted my skirt, got his cock out and jammed it up to my arse, fucking like crazy for ten minutes before cumming all over my arse and leg! Boy, I can still feel that cock slithering in and out of my arsehole! As I'd only been buggered a couple of times before, by you, this kinda rough fuck kinda hurt! This felt like rape! Anyway..............! I considered to myself, whether, instead of going back to the hotel, taking Bill home to ours, to see what kind of fun could develop, but decided against it as it might freak Bill out and it certainly would Rekha, as the weekend was supposed to be for Bill, we went back to the hotel. I don't know whether it was the normal thing for Bill, or whether it was because of his return to life after the hell of a zen camp, but he fucked me upside down in a bucket for the next ten hours!!! I got maybe ten minutes of sleep before he was at me again, sticking that beautiful prick into one or other of my three holes. I must have swallowed a gallon of cum, apart from the other gallon that I smeared over my tits, my belly and into my cunt! ( I do love to be smeared in cum, like I've been glazed!) It was, without a doubt, the most fuckingest fucking that I ever got fucked from one man, including you and you've thrown a few marathons in your time! Of course, I've been fucked more at a couple of the orgies we've been at, but that was by many men! (I did fuck him a couple more times, he'd come over in the afternoon, when you were at work, and fuck me then, on our daybed. But nothing like that weekend!)