Chapter 11

“Oh, damn it, Michael, you know how I love it ... good and hard, from both of you!” Farah told me as she took my cock deep inside her ass from behind and rode Henry vigorously now.

Damn, that fine Persian booty of hers! I loved that bottom, swarthy, earthy, sultry and all! Her dark, sleek moons enticed me with every stroke as I pushed in and out of her anal cavity, stretching it as I loved to do. My thick, throbbing rod pulsed repeatedly as I filled her up and used her tush for the sheer joy of it. I fondled her sweaty flesh and caressed her with intense and brazen lust as she rode her long-time colleague and lover, Dr. Harrison.

“Hey, princess, you know how I feel about your butt ... it’s an amazing ass! I love filling it up, stretching it, enjoying the hot, silky insides of your sphincter as it clenches my dick. You know that you love this prick inside you, don’t you, owning your bowels as I should before I get to flood them!” I openly declared my lust for Farah’s plump and juicy tush.

“Oh, God, it’s ... amazing, getting it back there, just as I want it all the time from at least one of you! Preferably one prick in each hole, trading back and forth as you go ‘round the world.’ When you cum in my ass, I want you to fuck my face and let me lick your cock straight from there. Doesn’t ass-to-mouth sound amazing? I keep my booty clean just for that reason, you know!” Farah screamed her delight as I pushed in and out whenever she let Henry escape her slick twat.

“Oh, damn, oh ... fuck! This is outstanding!” Henry cried out as he tried not to cum just yet.

“Do it, stud. Send your swimmers her way! Give yourself a chance of breeding her now! Maybe you will, maybe you won’t, but there’s no harm in trying,” I egged him on while still pumping in and out of her rump.

“Please ... fill me up with your spunk, babe! You, too, Master! I want your jizz in my ass!” Farah incited me as I kept ramming her rectum with considerable ardor.

Damn, that Persian bottom of hers was utterly delectable! It was one helluva yummy bum! I couldn’t hold out much longer. Sure enough, I erupted, flooding her bowels at last as I dumped my spunk back there. Henry emptied his balls almost instantly after that, and then, of course, Farah creamed herself from having two men jettison their spunk inside her two delightful holes.

“What do you want to do next again?” Farah laughed as she planted her anal creampie above her lover’s face.

“You know what, of course,” I told her as I lined up with Henry’s anus in the missionary position and eased into his puckered ring.

No, I hadn’t gone soft yet, but that was probably just the intensity of the moment, plus plenty of potency pills or whatever. Farah kept moving her crack across her colleague’s mouth as he lapped away at her browneye, cleaning up my mess that I left behind in her bum. He tried not to flinch or wince or whatever as I began aggressively pumping in and out of his anal sphincter for kicks. The way that his thick dick remained hard was very telling. It was quite the snitch, in fact. Henry clearly relished being sodomized that way and he pushed back at me with his prick in the air and his balls tightening on each stroke.

Some no doubt large part of my mind thought of what it would be like if I caught Melissa in bed with Art or Arthur or whatever. There was an increasing part of me who wanted to catch the action live, but a significant fraction of my mind still wanted them to get away unexposed. I put that away from my mind and just kept buggering Henry Harrison, DDS. If I needed a reminder that Farah and he were my abject and eager sex slaves, his eager lapping at Farah’s anus while I plundered his booty for the hell of it was more than a small hint.

“Damn, she has the tastiest tush ever! Always did!” Henry exclaimed as I continued to ravage his rear.

His continued hard-on was soon reason enough for Farah to lean over and take his dick into her mouth while he kept rimming her. I couldn’t blame him and he wasn’t wrong that her ass was a treat in itself. It was a truly delicious dessert, no question of that. As he kept licking away at her bottom, she inhaled his prick and even his balls straight from her own gash.

It was too much for Farah, though, and she creamed herself at last from the busy, hungry tongue exploring her lovely rosebud. When Henry pushed past her ring to invade her backdoor with said tongue, stabbing in and out of it, Farah lost all self-control. She squirted a real mess all over Henry’s face, even as I shot out my jizz in his cornhole. Greedily, Farah then took my cock into her mouth and licked it clean right out of her lover’s asshole. She even began tossing his salad, just for the taste or flavors or whatever while he now ate his own cum out of her twat, too.

“Alright, lovers. It’s time to go home and find out ... what I find out, of course. You guys gonna work late tonight or come home earlier?” I asked my willing, albeit once blackmailed, love slaves.

We lived together, with Melissa, Kim, and Seong, of course, and had for a little while now. I really wanted to see the ladies swell up with my spawn or maybe Henry’s or Kim’s. The sooner that we had three pregnancies, the better. I wanted to mix it up and have each lady knocked up by each man, sooner or later. I was still legally married to Melissa, though getting a formal divorce, while Farah was my fiancee, not that it mattered. It was a truly polyamorous way of life. Nobody was going anywhere.

“Oh, I wouldn’t miss this for the world, honey!” Farah insisted as she got dressed in a hurry.

“Same here. I can’t wait to catch Melissa in the throes of passion with a guy that I’d never met. Especially a horny young man who’s terrified that he’s damned already for how much he enjoyed another man’s wife. That’s gotta be some steamy, sultry sex for sure,” Henry chuckled as he put on his clothes.

Half an hour later, we pulled into the driveway of my recently renovated (and expanded) house, where I heard the sounds of excitement and enthusiasm coming through the place. We grew closer to the noise as we opened the front door and walked inside, the volume growing with every step. It was apparent what was up, of course. We laughed as we grew nearer the master bedroom and the origin of said sound.

Sure enough, my lovely wife, Melissa, was very much in the throes of ecstasy with a young, vigorous fellow whose “uniform” white dress shirt hung above a chair. I smirked as I saw that his temple undergarments were off his body and lay upon the seat of said chair while the lady of the house rode him into next year. I snorted and Melissa turned her head with a wink at me, seeing myself as well as Farah and Henry.

Arthur noticed that something was different, lifting his head until Melissa leaned over and pushed her breasts into his face. She just kept riding him as long as she could, bucking her hips furiously as my lovers and I took several screenshots with our phones. I particularly wanted to catch as much of Melissa’s back dimples and her lovely bum as I could, especially those sweet buns of hers. Her pale cheeks were absolutely ravishing, of course. The tan lines were absent, as she never seemed to tan despite skinny-dipping constantly.

Finally, of course, she screamed out as she creamed herself on Art’s dick. He lost it, of course, erupting inside her to fill up her pussy with his cum. I naturally wondered if he wore a rubber this time, though so far he hadn’t to my knowledge. Melissa rose from astride him and knelt to kiss his bare cock, which answered that query, didn’t it? Then she took him in her mouth to the root and began sucking on his prick like it was a lollipop or something. She cleaned up her own juices from the guy’s dick for several more seconds before she rose to face me.

Sensing a real change in his paramour’s body language, Art arose and saw the three of us standing there in the doorway. I gave him a wagging finger and he blushed scarlet before I broke into a laugh and grin, which Melissa joined. He got up to get dressed and I shook my head before gesturing for Farah to suck him straight from my wife’s gooey twat.

“Chill, buddy. I know all about your affair with my wife. As you can see, I got lovers, too. That gorgeous Persian lady sucking your dick is Farah Zhavani, DDS. Yes, she’s a dentist, believe it or not. So is Henry here. Henry Harrison, DDS. Both of them dentists, both my willing and frankly abject love slaves, right, guys?

“In case you didn’t know, though I find that difficult to imagine, I’m Melissa’s husband of seven years. Sheriff Michael Corbin. That’s right. I’m the sheriff of this county. The chief peace officer, if you will. She’s pretty, isn’t she, my wife? Stunningly beautiful, if you ask me. Sexy as hell, too. A real soccer mom type, though we’re still working on making her a mommy in the literal sense.

“Now, let’s be clear about some things. The six of us live here, in case you weren’t too astute or observant, my friend. Me, Melissa, Henry, Farah, and two others. Kim Daeyoon and Kim Seong. Brother and sister, those two. Koreans. All six of us are lovers, intimate with each other, plus we’re free to screw around, too. I’m the boss of this whole outfit, of course. The head of the household. The man of the house.