Joan gets arse fucked Mark had taken a taxi straight to 'ours' from the railway station. Tony had had to open the door because I was hardly dressed for public viewing, although that was only Tony's view. “Has she been good?” “If you call acting like a bitch in heat good? Then she's been exemplary,” replied Tony. “Great, I had a damn good wank last night thinking of Joan fucking, drained my balls dry! Now I've got a nice fresh load of spunk for her tonight.” said Mark, adding “did you manage to keep her satisfied?” “Well, I don't know about satisfied but she promised to tell me if she has any form of sex with anybody and she hasn't said anything, except that she flashed a good long view of her smooth pussy to a lad in the super-market and then a nice long look at her tits for an older guy at the check-out.” my husband responded, accurately. Mark came into the lounge to find me wearing a tiny string, which Tony had artfully arranged to open my pussy lips, and a very big, welcoming smile. Mark was still holding a carrier bag when I threw myself into his arms. “The lad just grinned ear to ear,” I explained, “but the older guy thanked me and said he would enjoy seeing more of me, sometime. I told him same time, same place, see you next week!” I paused, “Did you just say 'thinking of Joan fucking' or 'thinking of fucking Joan'?” I asked. Mark just laughed and tapped me lightly on the top of the head. My signal to go down on him. I obediently knelt, unzipped him, worked his cock out and wrapped my lips around it. They say old habits die hard but I'm delighted to report that habits acquired since Xmas parties tend to hang around also. Having taken Mark's bag up to the main bedroom Tony entered to see me sucking cock greedily, he moved around to get the best view and I put on a show until Mark spunked in my mouth, on my face then over my tits. I made sure his pipes were clean and empty, licked round the head a couple of time then looked up into his sparkling eyes “Welcum home, lover!” I told him. In the carrier bag there was a gift-wrapped bottle for Tony. I knew it was his favourite tipple and a neatly wrapped rectangular box for me, bigger than I expected. “Now run along and prepare, I'll be up in a few minutes, man talk!” he patted me on the bum as I left the room. I knew what was in my parcel and what 'prepare' meant. By the top of the stairs the parcel was unwrapped. Mark had already broken into the hard plastic coverings, I only had to remove them. A douche, some lube and butt plug a little larger than the one at Mark's flat. I'm always wet when Mark is around but the thought of being fucked while wearing a butt plug made me squirt! Five minutes later Mark entered the marital bedchamber to see me knelt on the bed, my bum pointing at the open doorway with the bright red of the implanted butt plug clearly visible between my fingers as I worked it lovingly in and out. Mark still had his cock out and would soon be ready to fuck. Tony was studying my bum, smiling. I watched them both strip. Tony was ahead of Mark on erection stakes, if not size. Mark pushed his cock towards my face and I took it into my mouth. Tony wouldn't get anything but a good look until Mark said so. I sucked Mark while I fucked my arse with the plug until his cock was ready. “Climb aboard!” he instructed. I needed no second bidding. We shuffled around then I lowered my cunt onto his cock. Ladies! If you have never been fucked while there is a butt plug up your arse I have to tell you that you are missing something wonderful! I lowered myself. At first I could feel the butt plug fighting against the cock, trying to prevent it plundering my cunt but the cock fought back as the head penetrated me. They rubbed hard together both fighting for control. The firm jelly of the plug against the rampant hard of a male cock needing to fuck. The cock won! Forcing the jelly back against the walls of my back passage as the cock thrust past and deep. I groaned and came immediately. It was soooo very tight. Much tighter than I was used to. I still squeezed though and could feel Mark responding as I bounced harder driving his cock deeper. After my first orgasm the others followed like waves breaking against the shore. Mark didn't empty his balls into me then. “Turn around, doggy!” I turned, head down arse up and wriggled invitingly. In that position cock follows the line of the butt plug, pushing it up hard against the back wall as it drives in and out, quite a different feeling. Climax after climax followed until I felt Mark fingering around the base of the plug. He started to ease it out, little by little until the last inch just popped out. “We don't need this any more! Open your legs wider and lift your shoulders up a bit more.” he said. I moved as requested, knowing exactly what position was required. His cock slipped out of my cunt and rubbed against my perineum before teasing my anus. I shuddered with delight, arse fucked with my husband watching! I relaxed every muscle I could, waiting expectantly. I looked at Tony. His face was flushed with excitement, his breathing quite erratic and the hand on his stiff cock paused. He waited eagerly for my arse to be violated. Mark pushed forward and I felt cock head straining against my dark rose. I resisted, involuntarily and tried to relax. Mark pushed again forcing me open a little. I passed him the bottle of lube. I hadn't been arse fucked for over a week and didn't want to be too sore to make up for lost time. Two slippery fingers worked their way deep into me, opening me up for cock. Mark tried again and the head slipped in easily. He paused so that Tony could enjoy the moment. I looked at his cock, it was rigid and his hand stroked slowly up and down the length. Mark withdrew a little and I sighed before he pushed back, harder and further. Steadily the force of each stroke increased until he was fucking my arse as hard as he fucked my cunt. By then I was pushing hard back against him demanding more and harder and more and harder. Multiple orgasms ceased and one long, continuing orgasm rolled backwards and forwards over me. Mark's thrusting became ever more urgent until he was ready to unload. With a final, deep, hard thrust he held my hips hard and pulled me back onto his cock for maximum penetration and shot his load deep into my arse with a long satisfying moan. I looked over to my husband, his wanking had slowed from rapid, long strokes to sudden urgent jerks then he totally missed catching any spunk in the tissue in his other hand. It all landed on my face and in my hair bringing me to a massive climax as well. More? :-) Love Joan