Chapter 2

It was about a week later before we heard from Otto or Helga. Otto showed up at our home with a suitcase, having just returned from a trip. I answered the door and Otto explained that before going home to Helga, he thought it best if Cathie serviced his pent up desire.

Cathie came into the room and I said, “Otto needs you to service him.”

Cathie looked at me and just said, “Oh.” Then looked at Otto and said, “Hello Otto.”

Otto replied, “I have been away for a week and have not had my ashes hauled, as you Americans would say. Helga is waiting for me and I am really horny, so let’s go to your bedroom right now.” He turned and looked at me and said, “Come on, you can help too.”

Once there Otto told me I could help get Cathie undressed for him. I knelt and unbuckled her belt and pulled her pants down and she stepped out of them while she was unbuttoning her blouse. When I pulled her panties down, her married pussy was right in my face with the smell of excitement. I thought this is the pussy promised only to me when we married, but another man was going to enjoy it and I was helping!

What was wrong with me?! I did not know, but did know my cock was over ruling any sensible action I should have been contemplating.

They were both nude in short order. Otto instructed Cathie to get on the bed on all fours facing him; and instructed me to get under her to lubricate her pussy for his cock. I did as told, and discovered that no work was needed by me. She was already wet. Still, I licked her pussy and felt her body moving back and forth -- obviously sucking Otto.

If there was any doubt, Otto resolved it by declaring that he loved the feeling of his cock in my wife’s mouth. After a bit, Cathie was still. Then I felt the bed sag as Otto got on it. Next his big, bulbous cock head came into view, followed by his thick, long, veiny shaft. Out of the corner of my eyes came his thick thighs as he moved up to Cathie’s pussy. I saw his cock head placed at the center of my wife’s pussy and then easily slide into her, shouldering aside her vaginal lips. Then my vision was blotted out as his big, low hanging testicles dragged from my forehead to my eyes.

As his cock continued its journey into my wife, I was now looking at his ass and felt his balls on my still active tongue. When his cock entered Cathie, she just moaned, “Oh ... so big!”

Otto worked that big hunk of manmeat into my wife’s body, dragging his balls over my face. At times I was licking my wife’s clit, Otto’s balls, and occasionally his cock shaft. Early on my wife shook with a small orgasm. She was low moaning throughout Otto’s shafting of her, with his belly smacking Cathie’s ass and setting both to shaking.

Eventually, Otto took hold of Cathie’s hips, pulled her into him. With his cock fully embedded in her, Otto let out a grunt, his balls had pulled up a bit and now spurted his sperm into my wife’s womb. With his eruption, Cathie yelled her orgasm too.

After resting and panting a moment, Otto slowly pulled out, letting his fat mushroom cockhead come to rest on my lips while it was still seeping cum. Then he pulled away, letting his cock leave a line of cum and fluid on my face. He moved to Cathie, still in position. I now was not only licking clit but also cum, Otto’s cum and Cathie’s juices.

Time to clean up,” Otto said. I could feel Cathie moving as her head no doubt was moving up and down while her mouth was on Otto’s slimy sword.