Chapter 2

Andre Levin's cock felt an intense heat from the tightest of Tamara's holes. His newest bride wasn't merely an anal lover: she was a fanatic for butt sex. Since she had become his third wife, she appeared to almost have schemed with her sister-wives to drain his balls every night before bedtime. Then again, that was no ground for a complaint, especially they had agreed to try limiting their sex lives to the four of them.

The gorgeous Korean BBW met Andre's thrusts with undeniable eagerness, enjoying the power of her husband's dick inside her bottom. It was her turn to fuck him, and she wanted to keep up her end of things. Of course, it was far from a duty in her mind. This was a visceral joy, taking it in the "bum", as she put it.

She also liked it in her cunny, as well as her mouth, but getting fucked in the arse was her favorite sexual kink. She wasn't leggy like Jessica, nor was she as busty as Melanie. Her voluptuous buttocks were her major attraction, not counting the exotic quality that her Asian looks represented for people in the West. She gladly and unabashedly milked them for what she could get in bed, and now that she was married to Andre, she wouldn't behave any differently.

The fact that Jessica and Melanie were presently engaged in stroking their own clits while they watched their husband fuck his last wife also exhilarated both the professor and the Anglophile babe underneath him. Each woman got a kick out of the scene in her own way, though for Tamara, it was mostly an exhibitionist thing. Jessica was more of a voyeur, while Melanie was equally both. Andre was also a mix of the two fetishes.

Jessica's mind got dirtier by the second, as she imagined herself sucking Andre's dick straight from Tamara's butt hole. She also pictured Melanie rimming their co-wife until all of the jism was cleaned up from her sphincter. She even imagined using a strap-on dildo to bugger the former Ms. Chun while Professor Levin slammed his cock into her own asshole. Images of Melanie getting her pussy eaten by Tamara at the same time had the first wife squirting a great deal without even focusing on her clit much at the moment.

"Andre, honey, can I try ass-to-mouth after you've cum in Tamara's butt? I know that she's clean enough, and I would love to give you head directly out of her tush. Maybe Melanie can toss her salad, too. What do you think, Mel?" Jessie pouted before locking lips with the Southern belle next to her.

"Sure, I'd love to do that, as long as you agree to kiss me like you just did afterward! Tamara has a nice and tasty rump, after all. Besides, I love the flavor of a man's seed leaking from an ass!" Mel consented, winking devilishly at her sister-wife.

"Fuck, gals, that kind of nasty talk is going to make me spill very soon! Sorry, Tamara, but here it goes!" Andre warned, though he wasn't one to gripe about how delightfully hedonistic his wives tended to be. That beat being married to prudes, though he knew that wasn't a danger under the present system.

"Okay, Melanie, you promised to lick my arse, so do it!" Tamara urged her in an English accent that would surprise people who didn't know about her British mother. It was an extremely attractive contrast to her equally delicious Korean flesh.

As the Georgia Peach landed her tongue between Tamara's buns, the latter shivered with a massive sensation akin to the instant thrill that many people got from their first kiss or heavy petting. Her pucker squirmed a bit from the contact with the slick, wet tongue against it, overloading the Anglo-Asian girl with delight. It was pure sensual bliss, a trip to carnal Paradise, if one believed in such a thing as Heaven.

On yet another plane of erotic existence, Andre's shrinking dick soon stiffened to full hardness under the unmistakable touch of Jessica's warm throat. Her moist lips moved back and forth from almost his lower belly to the head of his enthralled cock. His swarthy beauty of a first wife let her eagerness show on her face, as her earthy hands manipulated his balls to a point of ecstasy. If there was one thing that Jessica took more seriously than most, it was keeping Andre as happy as possible, especially through fellatio. She had mastered the act of sucking a man off to the point of being an art, if not a science.

It was already an unwritten rule among the wives that their primary goal for each day was to wear Andre out in the sexual department. He was their husband, and while they didn't mind sharing him with each other, they liked having him around in the evenings. It was an enjoyable task, after all, that they had set for themselves, and all 3 of them were by now committed mentally to continuing Tamara's proposition of keeping their sex lives within their group marriage.

Polygamy had replaced swinging as their chosen lifestyle. That they were all at least somewhat bisexual, except for Andre, made it even more ideal. Among four people, they could surely keep everyone satisfied without any need to pursue extramarital liaisons. That way, they wouldn't have to worry about catching any STDs from anyone else.

Luckily, the Family Affairs Commission didn't chose mates by accident, even if they were random. It calculated the likely compatibility of each potential mate, based upon not only sworn statements on record by the participants, but also their sexual histories and their tastes in pornographic materials. It also interviewed people who knew the prospects well enough, to get a further sense as to what each person truly enjoyed. It was a program that adapted and learned to improve its accuracy.

This was why Andre had 3 wives whose main desire in life was his happiness, sexual and otherwise. The women were selected from among those with a marked tendency to embrace sexual deviations and to seek to please their man. Those chosen had high sexual drives as well, and they also possessed a strong need to belong to a man whom they could not only respect, but indeed admire and even adore. They weren't women whose chief interest was to be the center of attention or the focus of the marriage. In fact, while they wanted enough flaws to keep the man in question relatable to them, they sought to enhance his ambitions by complementing those weaknesses.

This was why it had taken a long time to find the final bride: the FAC was very precise and demanding in its search. It was also why a respected academic was the choice of the matchmakers for the women. In a world without violence and poverty, intellectuals were highly prized spouses. He also had stable enough finances to not see a need to defraud or grovel to his wealthiest wife. His principles would presumably aid in that as well, as it would be reasonable to assume that such men were likely to grasp ethics better, and hopefully follow good ones.