Revenge of the Pothead
Copyright© 2005 by Col. Jack Harrison
Chapter 20
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 20 - A man who spent 5 years in prison for smoking pot is released by the new regime. He must now deal with his restored freedom and decide what to do with his life. The first chapter has no sex, but following chapters will.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Military War Science Fiction Post Apocalypse Sharing Incest Brother Sister BDSM DomSub MaleDom Rough Spanking Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial Black Female White Male White Female Indian Male Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration Exhibitionism Oral Sex Pregnancy Squirting Voyeurism Doctor/Nurse Nudism Revenge Slow Violence
The hours and work until the devil’s threesome were a blur. I was eager for it, as were Anne and Samuel, even if on my end it was my last time coupling with her. It was still one helluva way to close that chapter of our lives, with a nice, healthy, quite literal bang. The day that we chose for it proved to be a very draining one, so we all had to relax and recover first, starting with a nice meal separate from the mess. It was a 48 hour leave, after all. We even shared a couple of glasses of Shiraz a piece, and for once, the usually teetotaling Samuel actually drank.
“This is definitely against my religion, but so is adultery. Anne and I are getting married and I don’t plan to repeat my infidelity with my marriage to her as I did with Ravneet. It was a rare set of circumstances, of course. I’m not usually polygamous or polyamorous. By habit and practice, I’ve always been faithful to one woman until this war.
“Actually, I’ve only slept with two women in my entire life, but you already knew that. Ravneet and Anne are the only women with whom I have ever been intimate. I’m not comfortable with homosexual conduct, either. So, this is the last hurrah, my only ever threesome. I don’t need to try the other kind. This is a special occasion, a last goodwill gesture for both of you, plus a naughty little experience for me without being ... well, you know,” Samuel explained.
“Oh, darling, you have no idea how much I’m going to corrupt you over the course of our marriage,” Anne winked at both of us as she hinted at some devious plan of hers.
Samuel couldn’t say that he wasn’t warned, but I concluded quickly that he was drawn to it as a moth to the flame. Or in his case, a good Sikh boy to sinful delights that were placed right in front of him. He clearly struggled with the conflict between his natural urges and his worldview, his morals as dictated to him by the Sikh faith. I wondered how long Anne would take to wear him down, though I had no indication of just how far she would take it, anyway. I should have figured, though. Part of me naturally hoped that it would lead to more devil’s threesomes, but I didn’t even know whether she meant monogamously or not.
Before I knew it, anyway, my clothes were off and I was behind Anne while Samuel was underneath her. He entered her lovely twat from below as I slid into her surprisingly lubed asshole. Her response to being double-dicked was, well, quite revealing, of course. I found my thrusts working very well in tandem with Samuel’s, his cock entering her sloppy snatch while mine pulled out of her bottom and vice versa. She had a rather nice and tight bum, of course, and I could feel every thrust as I plunged in and out of her backdoor.
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