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Subject: {ASSM} Rayne pt one by Shooter (wife m+ ff grp)
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Rayne, Part one

Shooter3704



Every single person knows one. Actually they usually come in pairs and 
married. They are the one's that feel compelled to fix you up. They range 
all over the world from the Artic to Antarctic and everywhere in between. It 
is impossible to escape them and their good intentions.



My name is Noel  Buckminster. Of course they call me Buck, and I encouraged 
the nickname.  Noel just sounds too fucking festive for some reason. Nobody 
messes with a "Buck" on the playground.



Anyway I found myself being fixed up and I couldn't think fast enough to get 
out of it.

My good buddy and former college roommate, Tim, got married and apparently 
he couldn't stand to see me roaming on the free range of life. His wife, a 
pleasant woman, apparently agreed that me being unencumbered was a 
catastrophe.  Usually I am nimble enough to dodge their pathetic attempts to 
get me paired with one of their single lady friends. Something went wrong 
this time and I found myself standing on their front porch ready to meet 
this "really nice girl that I would love.bla, bla, bla".



"Buck this lovely creature is Rayne Wilson," Tim's wife, Patty said. "Isn't 
she beautiful?" I had to admit that she was beautiful. Not in the sense of 
classic beauty, but there was something about her. Medium height. short 
blond hair with a reddish tint, and emerald green eyes that shined and 
sparkled. She, from what I could tell, had a great figure but not overly 
endowed on top. I wondered what was wrong with her. Why was some woman who 
looked this good still  single and why would she need to be fixed up?



"Rain as in downpour?" I asked the lovely young woman. "Or as in drizzle?"



"Rayne as in clouding up and getting you all wet," she answered brightly. "A 
tempest of biblical proportions. Something to scurry away from." She smiled 
at me to let me know it was all in good fun. Maybe it was a smile to let me 
know she could see my witticism and raise it.



Patty was a notorious bad cook, but they did themselves proud by bringing in 
some take-out and putting it in their own bowls and dishes. It did not fool 
me because it was good and Patty couldn't boil water. The four of us kept up 
a steady and comfortable line of conversation during the meal.  Later over 
drinks I asked her why someone hadn't grabbed her up and hid her away.



"It not all that complicated," Rayne said. "I was attached for several years 
to a guy. About three months ago our relationship went into the ditch and we 
couldn't get it out. He went his way and I went mine. I got Patty and Tim in 
the settlement."  She said it as a matter of fact and with no apparent self 
incrimination  over it. I had to wonder why the stupid jerk wouldn't break 
his back to get it out of the ditch. I know I would have done whatever it 
took to keep Rayne. In just a few hours I was infatuated. Cupid had shot me 
right in the ass.



Over the next month Rayne and I saw each other every opportunity we could 
find. I was totally smitten with the beautiful Rayne and to my amazement she 
seemed to like me. I wondered about her, her past but I took it easy and 
didn't push her. I got the feeling that pushing her was not the right thing 
to do.



We discovered we like the same kind of music, movies, and food. Neither of 
us needed to be entertained and neither of us cared for the club scene very 
much.  We both were content to stay in, watch a movie on video, and eat 
take-out. We were so compatible it was spooky. Of course we had to spend 
some time with Tim and Patty so they could gloat their effort in getting us 
together. We owed them that at least.



On our third date I got to see Rayne's body. All of it and I had been right 
in my estimate of her attributes. She processed a stunning body with all the 
curves in the right place. Her breasts, while small, were perfect in shape 
with large puffy super sensitive nipples. Rayne entered into our sex play 
with a lot of enthusiasm . She proved to be an easy comer. She could orgasm 
almost without my having to do much. Sometimes even a playful nip on her 
nipple would do it. She loved for me to eat her and that was good because I 
spent hours with my head buried between her legs.



One night as we lay together in post-coitus bliss I asked her about her 
childhood. This is the story she told me.

***



"My mother is a wonderful person. She worked her ass off so that my sister 
and I had everything we needed and most everything we wanted. I have no idea 
who my father is. Mom never spoke of him except to say he was a good man. I 
can't imagine a good man not providing for his children, but mom insisted he 
was.  I have never met my mother's parents. They disowned her the moment 
they found out she was pregnant. My sister, a twin, but not identical, and I 
knew we were loved. There was never any doubt about that. It was when we got 
older that Storm and I realized that our mother had been very young when we 
were born. Only fifteen. It was lucky that she looked older and was able to 
get a job after they kicked her out. As we got older we appreciated how hard 
mom worked for us. Being a young single parent of two girls was terribly 
hard on her, but we never heard her complain. She worked as a cocktail 
waitress and also as a stripper. We didn't find out about her night job 
until we were in high school. It was about the time we found out that our 
mother also worked as a part-time prostitute.  I think Storm and I were 
fifteen or sixteen when we found that out."



"That was also about the time Storm and I discovered boys and sex. I lost my 
virginity in the back seat of Tommy Milligan's car and Storm lost her cherry 
to a neighbor who we babysat for. Mister Carter was his name. Stormed raved 
about how good Mister Carter was I had to give it a try. He was good. A lot 
better than the high school boys I had been with. He took his time and made 
sure we got a lot of pleasure out of it. I think I may have experienced my 
first honest to God orgasm with Mister Carter.  Sex with Mister Carter came 
to an abrupt halt when Mrs. Carter caught him and Storm together one 
afternoon.  The Carters moved away shortly thereafter."



"The news that Storm and I were sexually active surprised Mom, but she took 
it without any dramatics. She spent a lot of time telling us about the 
dangers and how we should always protect ourselves. What we had learned with 
our schoolmates and Mister Carter proved to be very little. Mom bought books 
and even a video tape to help us learn."



"After high school Storm and I went to college. Yes, our mother had set up a 
college fund shortly after we were born. It wasn't enough to pay both our 
way, but Storm and I got jobs to help out. It was hard but it was also fun, 
too. We both graduated in the top ten percent of our class. Storm went on to 
law school and I got a good job as an accountant. I got my CPA the following 
year. Storm is a practicing attorney doing trial law. She's real good, too."



"I met and fell in love with  Kevin the same year I got out of college and 
for a while life was perfect. Kevin and I moved in together and we were 
happy. After a year of non-marital bliss things got weird. Kevin approached 
me about swinging. Of course I knew what he meant. He found a couple he 
wanted us to swap with and I agreed to try it."



"Sex wasn't something new for me. I started young and all during college I 
was very active sexually. I discovered at sixteen that I liked sex and if 
that was what Kevin wanted, I was in."



"Kevin and I met Sue and Roger and we all four seemed to hit it off from the 
start. They were into closed swinging. That is separate room for sex. It 
seemed silly to me, but it was their house and so they could make the rules. 
Kevin went with Sue and I went with Roger. The sex with Roger was good, but 
frankly I've always thought any sex was good. Some better than others, but 
all good."



"We swapped with Roger and Sue three or four times until Kevin got tired of 
them. He didn't like the idea of closed swinging, but he never actually said 
so. I could tell because he would always asked me to tell about Roger and I. 
He wanted details of our screwing. I always told him in detail because it 
always meant we would have some hot sex afterward."



"After Roger and Sue were history there was a string of other couples. All 
of the others were open swinging and a few times nothing less than orgies. 
Frankly I liked the group sex thing. I love sex and there was always plenty 
of hot sex at an orgy. The guys always liked me because I wasn't a fussy 
fucker. I would suck any dick put in my mouth regardless of where it had 
just been. During one of the group gropes I took on two men at the same 
time. I have no idea what their names may be. If I was introduces I can't 
remember. I do remember the incident very well, because it was a first for 
me."



"I was introduced to anal sex while a freshman in college. Bud, the butt 
fucker was my first but not my last. I have to admit that I like anal sex. 
Not as a steady diet but something different to do., and if the guy is 
gentle it can be a lot of fun."



"This group party was the first time I was doubled up on. A dick in my ass 
and one in my pussy. I would be afraid to even guess how many times I 
reached a climax. All I know for sure it was a bunch. While those two guys 
did me I saw Kevin watching us. Some chick was giving him head as he 
watched. That happened a couple of times that night. When the other guys 
found out that I take two I became the belle of the ball."



"Looking back on it I can see that it was the beginning of the end for Kevin 
and I. One night after engaging in group sex and being doubled fucked by a 
couple guys, Kevin asked me if I liked it. I was honest and told him I did 
like it. I may have even said I loved it. That was when the relationship 
left the tracks. Kevin stayed pissed at me for a week. I couldn't understand 
why he was mad at me. After all swinging was his idea. One night I demanded 
he explain why he was angry at me. Kevin blew up and called me a whore, a 
slut, and just plain trash. He thought he was entitled to smack me around. 
He discovered that wasn't the case. He hit me once and I hit him about ten 
times. I guess I lost it for a while. I beat the crap out of him and since 
we were living in my apartment, he left. While I was at work the next day he 
came and got his things. I haven't seem or heard from him since. I was hurt 
but mostly I was pissed. So there you have the story of the life and times 
of Rayne Wilson."

***



"What a smuck," I told Rayne. "Kevin was one stupid son of a bitch."  I 
really felt he was, too. I had been almost in love with Rayne, but when I 
found out she was as kinky as I was, I fell head over heels in love with 
her. I felt at last I had found a woman who could keep up with me. "I would 
never do that to you." Rayne set up and looked down at me.



"You aren't repulsed? That revelation didn't make you want to run screaming 
pervert or degenerate?"



"Of course not," I told her. "Hey, our stories aren't all that different. I, 
too discovered sex early." I told her my story.

***



"My family lived next door to a girl that was a couple years older than me. 
It was Carla who gave me my first blowjob and my first piece of pussy. I was 
fifteen and she was eighteen or nineteen. Oddly the second woman I screwed 
was Carla's mother. That was a great summer."



"I was mowing lawns that summer to make some spending money.  I had finished 
Carla's yard and went to collect my pay. She came to the door in a skimpy 
little shirt  with half her boobs showing and cut-offs. You can imagine what 
that did to a young boy's dick. Instant boner.  Carla told me she didn't 
have my money but she would give me a down payment. I didn't know what she 
was talking about, but after she took me inside and sucked me off I knew. 
The next afternoon I fucked her in their basement. I'm sure I wasn't very 
good for her, but she taught me to hold back some and I got better at it. 
All that summer Carla and I got together every chance we found.. I was in 
love  and I was heartbroken that the love of my life left for college that 
fall."



"I guess Carl told her mother about us because it didn't take long for Mrs. 
Debusk to take up the slack. I don't think it was even a week after Carla 
left that her mother invited me in the house for some lemonade. It's funny 
now, but at the time I thought Mrs. Debusk was olden then the hills. 
Actually she wasn't much older than I am now. Mister Debusk traveled a lot 
so there were a lot of opportunities for Mrs. Debusk and I to get together."



"She was a better teacher than Carla had been. She taught me a lot about how 
to please a woman. She taught me how to eat pussy. I quickly discovered that 
I was a natural muff diver. Things were going great and when Carla came home 
on Christmas break she found that I had learned a lot. That was when I 
discovered no matter how good a man is, one man can't do a lot for two 
women. Heaven knows I tried. The first time I faced two naked women on the 
same bed I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Luckily Mrs. Debusk had 
taught me how to eat pussy and that was what saved the day.  When my cock 
got soft my tongue stayed hard."



"All good things come to an end as they say. The Debusk family moved off the 
following spring, but the die had been cast. I was a pussy hound and I 
culled nothing if it was female and willing. What I thought of as 'old women' 
and down the scale to young girls. If they were putting out I was taking."



"It was during my high school senior year that I got into the group sex bit. 
My buddy Mack and I were double dating and his date had to go home early. 
That left me, Mack and my date, Mary, at the lake. I was making out with 
Mary  in the back seat and Mack was watching us. At first Mary objected but 
I managed to soothe her and we continued on to the real heavy stuff. It wasn't 
long before I had Mary out of the car on her hands and knees on a blanket 
and was pouring the meat to her. Mack was down on his knees watching me fuck 
Mary. I suggested that Mack let Mary give him head while I fucked her. Mary 
objected again but not much. I shot-off in Mary and Mack took his turn in 
her cunt. While he fucked her I let her suck me and by the time Mack came I 
was ready again.  Poor Mary missed her curfew that night and was grounded 
for a week.  Mack and I shared her for most of the rest of the year. The 
funny thing was a few years later Mack and Mary got married. Still living in 
wedded bliss as far as I know."



"I got into a lot of group sex situations while in college. Seems like there 
was always some guy willing to share or some girl who wanted me to share 
her. There was one girl that I was kinda serious about and I shared her with 
a lot of my friends. Her name was Darla and she was nearly as wild as I was. 
Something happened and it didn't work out. I know now she was expecting a 
proposal of marriage and I wasn't ready for that kind of commitment. She 
took off during our senior year with a jock who answered the call of the 
wedding bells. I wasn't ready to commit then, but I've gotten older now. 
Smarter now, too, I hope."

***



"Two women at the same time? A mother daughter combination, too. Wow! That 
must have been a treat for a fifteen year old." Rayne said. She laughed, 
"Yeah, we have a lot in common. You ready to meet my sister and my mother?"



"I am if your sister is anything like you," I answered. "You said you were 
not identical twins?"



"Not in looks," Rayne said. "In attitude, yeah, we're a lot alike. Storm 
married  another lawyer and that fell apart about the same time my 
relationship with Kevin did. We both seem to have trouble keeping a man."



"Maybe you've tried the wrong men. I would expect that my woman enjoy 
herself having sex. That's what it's all about. Don't judge all of us by 
Kevin's short comings. Our relationship will be different."



"Our relationship? Are we going to have a relationship?"



"You bet your ass," I answered her, giving her a tight hug. "Only a fool 
would let a treasure like you get away and I'm not a fool."



Four months almost to the day we met, we moved in together and six months 
after that we were married. Of course in the mean time there was a lot of 
sex. Rayne had no limits to what she would do with me, to me, and for me.



Rayne and I eased into sex with others slowly. One reason I wasn't in any 
great hurry to share Rayne and of course she was still shy from her 
experience with Kevin the shit-head.





The swinging scene didn't appeal to me because I had all the woman I could 
handle or want. We decided that we would start fresh with a new apartment 
and the day after we moved in we christened it with a threesome.



My boss was a well know pussy hound. Mike Tolliver is a man, about forty, 
and he keeps himself in good shape. Mike met Rayne at a company social 
function soon after Rayne and I started dating, and we got together with him 
a couple of times after that. Mike was captivated by Rayne's charm and her 
good looks.



I asked Mike for a couple days off to get moved in and set up. He agreed and 
did one better. He took time off and helped us move. To show her 
application, Rayne invited Mike for dinner the next night which happened to 
be Saturday night and he quickly accepted the invitation.  That night in bed 
I asked Rayne how much she intended on showing Mike her appreciation.



"I don't know," she responded. "What do you think? Is he interested in me?"



"Hell, he's a man isn't he? Of course he's interested in you. I think a blow 
job is the very least you could do."



"You're just wanting to see me with another man," Rayne said in a teasing 
tone. "Tell the truth. You want to watch another man do me."



"That's partly true," I admitted. "But only partly. I want to help him fuck 
you. I want to hold your legs open for him to fuck you. I'll even grease you 
up and hold your butt cheeks open for him to fuck your ass. I'll let you 
suck my dick while he fucks you." Rayne and I had discussed swinging and how 
I wasn't very interested in fucking other women. I confessed that I was also 
a participating voyeur.



"Ohh that sounds good," Rayne cooed. "Just don't go weird on me." I assured 
her that I wouldn't go weird. I don't know how many times I told her that I 
wasn't Kevin. I noticed that she did a lot of flirting with Mike so I knew 
she was attracted to him.

***





Entering into any close relationship affords surprises. With Rayne most of 
the surprises were pleasant. A nice surprise was that Rayne was a great cook 
and really enjoys cooking. Sometimes I sill wanted to pinch myself to make 
sure she wasn't a dream. She prepared our dinner which was a simple pot 
roast with vegetables early in the day except for the last minutes things. 
We spent most of the day getting settled in to our new place.



Some people bring a bottle of wine when they come to dinner. Mike arrived 
with a case of expensive stuff. Frankly Rayne and I both would just as soon 
have a cold beer but it was a nice gesture.



"You are one lucky man, Buck," Mike said after we finished the meal. "She 
looks like a vision and cooks too. I wish I had found you before Buck did, 
Rayne. In fact if you want to leave him for me, I'll understand."



"Thank you kind sir," Rayne responded smiling prettily at Mike. "Sorry, but 
I really believe that Buck is a keeper."



After an hour or so I could understand why Mike brought a case of wine. He 
could and did put it away while Rayne and I just sipped our wine. We left 
the kitchen clean up for later and had journeyed to the living room. I put 
some mellow music on and we sat and talked for a while.



"Damn Buck," Mike repeated. "You are one lucky man. Rayne is a perfect 
woman." He laughed. "Well at least she seems perfect from my view. Of course 
there may be hidden flaws."



"Such as?" I queried.



"Well," Mike said slowly. "It could be possible that she's a dud in bed."



"Yeah, that is possible but not true," I told him winking at Rayne. "She 
happens to be a fireball in bed. Without a doubt the best I have ever had."



"Hey fellows," Rayne said laughing. "I'm sitting right here.  Stop talking 
about me as if I were not."  I patted her hand and went to the TV. I put a 
disk in the player. It had a bunch of photographs I had taken of Rayne with 
my digital camera. Most were of her in a bikini and lingerie with a few 
topless and even some totally nude. I consider myself  a serious amateur 
photographer. "What are you doing?" Rayne asked as the pictures started.



"I want to show Mike what a find you are," I told her. I knew she wouldn't 
mind. Rayne is an exhibitionist.  The photos were set as a  slideshow and 
didn't require me to do anything but watch. There was one set coming up 
where I shot Rayne in progressive disrobing. She started out  wearing a 
conservative pantsuit and each photo show some part of her attire missing 
until she was wearing only a pair of high heels and a smile. The last of the 
series showed Rayne facing the camera with her pert little breasts pointed 
at the viewer, her puffy nipples proudly displayed.



"Damn!" Mike said when the series was over. "You are one hot woman, Rayne. 
You could give a dead man a hard-on."  The next series started with Rayne 
laying on the floor wearing a yellow teddy. The first picture was showing 
her with her knees pulled up tight against her as she lay on her side. The 
next showed her with her legs spread  and the next was the same pose except 
the teddy's crotch was unsnapped and her pussy plainly visible. Mike was 
breathing hard and his eyes glued to the TV. I couldn't blame him at all. A 
few frames later Rayne was completely naked on the floor holding her little 
boobies in both hands and looking at the camera in what could only be 
described as a shameless look of lust.



"Son of a bitch!" Mike groaned. "This is killing me. Those are the prettiest 
tits I have ever seen."  Rayne was sitting between us on the couch. I had 
put my arm across her shoulders.  I let my hand fall down so that I could 
caress her boob. Rayne didn't need a bra and seldom wore one. I could feel 
her hard nipple beneath my fingers.



"They are even prettier in real life," I said. "Want to see?"



"Are you kidding me?" Mike demanded leaning forward to look at me.



"Show Mike your breasts, Rayne," I said. She pulled her shirt up over the 
boobs and quickly pulled it back down again. Just a flash of her perfect 
breasts. Mike complained that she was too fast. "Take your shirt off, 
 honey," I encouraged. "Give the man a good look." Rayne complied slowly 
raising the shirt and  then completely removing it. She tossed it onto a 
chair. She sat topless and proud turning slightly so that Mike could see 
both of her tits. After a few moments she took his hand and put it on her 
boob.  Mike looked  quizzically at me.



"Are you all right with this, Buck?" he asked his voice husky.



"Perfectly all right," I answered, aware that my voice was also husky. "They 
taste as good as they look."  He apparently didn't believe me. He tasted 
them for himself and I certainly didn't blame him.  When his lips covered 
her puffy nipple, Rayne moaned softly.  "I think we should fuck her, don't 
you Mike?"  His reply was muffled because he didn't stop nibbling her 
nipple. I was pretty sure I knew his answer.



While Mike sucked and played with Rayne's breasts, I helped her remove her 
jeans and moist panties. After she was naked I pulled one leg over mine and 
Mike did the same on the other side spreading her wide open for us. I 
reached for her pussy and found Mike's finger already busy working her 
nearly bare cunt. Rayne keeps her pubic hair trimmed to just a tiny landing 
strip above her slit.  Since Mike didn't seem to want to relinquish his 
place I took the opportunity to get undressed. When I sat back down beside 
Rayne, her hand immediately grabbed my stiff cock.



Mike quickly got his clothes off and he too sat beside her. Her hand grasped 
his stiff rod. Mike's cock was about the same size as mine, only mine was a 
bit thicker. That may be wishful thinking on my part. I got a finger in her 
soaking wet cunt while Mike tugged on her clit. We each had a nipple in our 
mouth. Rayne came with a shudder and a loud moan.



"Let's take this to the bedroom," I said, aware that my voice trembled. 
"This gal needs some cock in her." There was no decent from either of them. 
Rayne got on our bed and lay with her legs spread open for us. Mike got his 
tongue in Rayne's pussy first. While he ate her I offered her my cock to 
suck. After a few minutes of oral play I pulled her legs up and open for 
Mike to enter her.  He teased her pussy for a few moments with the tip of 
his cock then pushed it into her. Rayne whimpered as he bottomed out and 
started thrusting in and out of her. She climaxed after he fucked her a few 
moments and again several times while he plunged in and out of her sloppy 
pussy.



"Your turn, Buck" Mike said pulling out of my lady's cunt. "I don't want to 
cum right now. I want to enjoy her delicious pussy a lot more. "  I took a 
turn after putting her on her knees her face buried in a pillow. I slipped 
in her soaking pussy in one deep thrust and I could feel her cunt muscles 
grabbing at my dick.  Like Mike had, I withdrew without shooting-off and 
Mike got back in the saddle. While he plowed into her I got the tube of lube 
out of the drawer.



"You fuck her ass, too?" Mike asked watching me grease her butt-hole.  "Is 
there nothing she won't do?"



"If there is I haven't discovered it yet," I answered giving my cock a 
liberal coating of lube. I pushed the tip of my cock into her ass and waited 
a moment for her signal to continue. I learned a long time ago that anal sex 
had to be done carefully at first. My old neighbor, Mrs. Debusk, made sure I 
learned that lesson because she like to be taken in her ass.



"Will she take both of us at the same time?" Mike asked. I didn't have a 
chance to answer.



"Yes!" Rayne said. "I want both of you in me! Fuck my ass and pussy! Fuck 
me, please!"



After I got her ass loosened up, I got on my back and Rayne got on top of 
me, guiding my cock into her ass.  She was coming even before Mike got 
plugged in her cunt.  She had one hard orgasm after another for the next 
thirty minutes.



"Oh God!" Mike groaned. "I can't hold back any more. I'm coming!" I shot off 
a moment later and Rayne screeched that she was coming also.  We all three 
were wiped out from our exertion. As Mrs. Debusk often said, "fucking is 
hard work if you're doing it right".  All of us lay still on the bed for a 
while trying to recovered.



Rayne was the first to move. She rolled over and kissed me on the lips. 
"Thank you," she said. To me. She kissed Mike also and thanked him.



"Are we done?" Mike asked.



"Not unless you are," Rayne answered. "I can go all night." She sat up. "You 
boys rest a while. I have to go clean up." She hurried to the bathroom 
holding her hand over her pussy and ass to keep our cum from leaking onto 
the floor.



"Here you go," she said a little while later. She had a tray with wine for 
Mike and beer for both of us. "You can replenish your bodily fluids. I'm 
going to need a lot more from you."



It was nearly three o'clock in the morning when Mike finally dragged his 
tired body off of Rayne and left. I passed tired a long time before and was 
mostly numb. The last thing I saw before I dozed off was Rayne's ravaged 
pussy and ass. What a woman!

***

The End of part one







Rayne, part two.



Over the next few months Mike was a frequent visitor at our apartment. By 
Christmas he had practically moved in with us. I knew that he would often 
take off from work to go get a nooner from Rayne. She did most of her work 
from home so she was most always available and always willing. It was 
interesting to note that Mike was a voyeur like me. He also enjoyed watching 
our girlfriend getting fucked.



I'm not exactly sure when Rayne stopped being "my" girlfriend and became 
"our" girlfriend. I do know that Rayne loved the attention of two men. I'll 
be honest enough to admit to periodic bouts of jealousy. Fortunately these 
bouts were few, far between, and mild.



Because both Mike and I were voyeurs it didn't come as any big surprise when 
our close circle was widened. Mike suggested we invite another man into the 
fray. We were watching Rayne use a huge black dildo in herself. Mike bought 
it for her as a gag but she liked it and used it a lot when we were unable 
to get it up.



"Look at her go," Mike said as Rayne worked the dildo in her pussy. "Wonder 
how she would like a real black cock?"



"My educated guess would be she would like it a lot. You got one in mind?" I 
asked.



"As a matter of fact, I do. My ex-wife's boyfriend is around somewhere. Son 
of a bitch is hung like a pony." Mike had mentioned his ex a couple of 
times. "Maxine loved his big dick. Trouble is he's a rough fucker. Chuck 
likes to hear the girls scream when he fucks them.



"How about it Rayne?" I asked her. "You want a big dick black man to make 
you scream?"  I had to wait a few moments for her to finish herself off 
before I got an answer.



"How big?" she asked. "I'm not a fan of pain."



"He claims nine inches," Mike answered. "I don't doubt it either. Bigger 
around than that fake cock you just used. Max said he filled her up real 
good. He ain't much to look at but he got stamina to spare. I saw him fuck 
my ex for over an hour without stopping to rest. I'll bring him here some 
time to give you a test drive. Maybe this weekend. What do you think?" 
Rayne didn't answer but she smiled. Mike took that for consent and he 
brought the guy to the apartment on the next Friday night.



Mike was right. Chuck wasn't much to look at. Big, about six four or five. 
Maybe two hundred fifty pounds or so.  Muscles bulged out everywhere. His 
face was a mass of old scars. One across his mouth that gave him a permanent 
sneer. He was economical with his words. After the introductions he stared 
at Rayne a moment, and nodded as if okaying her in his mind. Rayne was 
wearing a pale blue dressing gown over a black panty and bra set bought 
especially for this occasion.



"This the cunt I'm going to fuck?" he asked in a extraordinarily soft voice 
for someone as large as he was. Rayne and I were taken back by his candor 
but Mike just laughed.



"Yeah, Chuck this is the cunt you're going to fuck. Remember what I told you 
when you fucked Maxine? You mark her in any way and I'll kill your ass. Same 
thing goes here so control your natural mean streak."



I'm not sure how I expected things to go but what happened wasn't even 
close. Chuck hauled out a humongous cock and aimed it at Rayne. Not being a 
connoisseur of cocks I would have guess that it was longer than nine inches. 
His coal black cock wasn't hard but it sure impressed me. Rayne too, because 
she stared at it as if she expected it to attack her.



"You want to get on your fuckin' knees and suck my cock," Chuck said softly. 
It wasn't an invitation, it was an order.  Mike grabbed his video camera and 
started documenting the event as Rayne, her eyes still fixed on Chuck's 
massive cock, approached and dropped to her knees.



I could see Rayne's hands trembling as she reached out and took hold of the 
ebony rod. She slowly, almost hesitantly leaned forward and put her lips on 
the glistening head of the black cock. It was amazing to watch. While Rayne 
sucked and licked Chuck's big cock he grew. Not in length but in girth and 
hardness. It swelled up like a cobra with it's head flared.  It looked to me 
like it might shatter if it got any harder. Apparently Chuck thought so, 
too.



"Get up, slut, and show me what you got." He lifted her up without any 
effort. Rayne slowly took the dressing gown off and let it fall. She posed 
for the big man who nodded appreciatively at her.  He motioned for her to 
continue. She unhooked the bra and let it fall away. She put a little more 
arch in her back to make her pert breasts jut out more. "Nice tits. I like'em 
when there're just a mouthful. Nice nipples, too. Let's see your cunt." 
Rayne obliged and skinned her brief panties off. She tossed them to Chuck 
who caught and sniffed  them. "Good, smells like a hot pussy. You got a hot 
box, slut?" As he spoke he took a step toward her and shoved a finger in her 
pussy causing Rayne to gasp. "Yeah, it's hot and wet," Chuck said. "Tell me 
what you want, bitch," he demanded.



"You," Rayne answered meekly. "I want you."



"You want me to do what?"



"I want you to fuck me," she answered. She reached out, took his stiff 
member, and led him to the bedroom.  Mike and I followed them.



Even as wet as she was Chuck had to work to get his cock in Rayne. He rammed 
the head in her finally and then shoved the rest of his big rod in her. 
Predictably Rayne started to orgasm immediately. For a voyeur like me, it 
was a super treat to see the contrasting organs working in concert. His 
ebony cock and her white pussy. Mike had been right. Chuck had stamina. He 
fucked Rayne for over an hour. It was obvious that he came several times 
because we could see it gushing out around his cock as he plunged in her. 
Their combined juices made several wet spots on the bed.



I kept thinking that I or Mike should jump in, but frankly there wasn't any 
way we could have helped him. Chuck was a one man gang bang. He fucked Rayne 
in every conceivable position.



During Chuck's attack on Rayne's pussy, Mike told the black man that she 
would take it in her ass. Chuck snarled that he didn't ass fuck a woman with 
a tight cunt. He said when he had stretched her pussy so that it was too 
loose then he'd fuck her ass.



When Chuck finished, he was finished. He jerked his cock out of Rayne's cunt 
and shot off on her face, got dressed and left, telling us that our bitch 
was a good fuck and that he would see us later. I glanced at my watch and 
saw that Chuck had been there exactly one hour and sixteen minutes. Over an 
hour of that time his cock had been in Rayne.



The door had no more than shut behind Chuck when Mike and I were on Rayne. 
Mike, having a fondness for her ass fucked her there.  I fucked her hot 
sloppy cum filled pussy, adding my own cum to what Chuck had left. I've 
always found it extra special to fuck a fresh fucked pussy.





We called it an early night because Rayne and I were leaving the next 
morning to go visit her mother and sister for the holidays. They both lived 
a couple hundred miles away.  I was both excited and a little reluctant to 
meet her family. Rayne had met my family at Thanksgiving and they all loved 
her as much as I did.

***

The End of part one



Buck meets the family in part two

(Author's note: Again I'll remind you that this and all of my stories are 
just make believe. It's necessary to protect yourself and your loved ones. 
Unprotected sex with strangers is dangerous and just downright stupid so don't 
do it.  Your honest evaluation in your voting is appreciated as are your 
comments. Shooter)







Rayne Part Two

Shooter3704





Meeting Rayne's family was a big deal because I knew that Kevin had never 
met neither  her sister or her mother so when Rayne suggested that we spend 
a week with her family I was both ecstatic and nervous.



The trip took four hours to drive but it was a fun trip. Rayne is a good 
traveling companion. She made the drive fun by flashing some of the 
truckers.



Rayne's mother and sister live together after Storm's divorce in a nice two 
story brick house in one of the cities suburbs. There was smoke coming from 
the chimney when we drove up into the driveway. A snow had fallen and  it 
looked like a typical Norman Rockwell Christmas sitting.



Rayne didn't look much like Storm or Glory, her mother. Of course there were 
a few seminaries but not many. I was a little surprised how young Glory 
looked. She could easily pass for a sister to Rayne and Storm. I guess I 
expected her to look like an old prostitute. Glory had a fuller figure than 
either of the girls. Not fat by any means but she had huge breasts and a lot 
of curves. When I reached out to shake hands, Glory grabbed me and pulled me 
to her in a tight embrace.



Storm was a little shorter than Rayne. Her boobs were larger and so were her 
hips. She was a sexpot in a totally different way then Rayne. Where Rayne 
had a reddish blonde hair, Storm had dark, almost black, hair.  She also 
proved to be a hugger which was fine with me. I like to hug women.



The first evening we all sat in the living room and did the meet and greet 
bit. Glory was an excellent interrogator. She had most of my vital static's 
in a short time. Age, what I did for a living, where I went to school, and 
what my parents were about.



There was an easy and comfortable atmosphere between the three women. There 
didn't seem to be any discord between any of them. There was a definite 
affection displayed that extended to me also, giving me a warm fuzzy feeling 
of belonging  About ten o'clock I was worn out both from the road trip and 
the stress of meeting the family. I told them that I was headed for bed. I 
was a little surprised that after Rayne kissed me goodnight so did Storm and 
Glory. A full, on the mouth, sensuous kiss that frankly woke me back up. I 
managed to leave them and Rayne told me she would be up in a few minutes. I 
wasn't counting on it. I knew they had a lot of catching up to do. I also 
knew that I would be featured in their conversation. There would be a lot of 
girl talk.



I was awaken by a kiss. A nice kiss that even before I opened my eyes I knew 
it wasn't Rayne. It was Storm.



"Get up you lazy bones," she said smiling at me and gently patting a still 
sleeping Rayne's cheek. "Time is wasting and breakfast is ready. Move you 
ass, Rayne."



"Go away," Rayne said sleepily. "leave me alone." Storm jumped in bed beside 
me and pulled me to her.



"Okay, but while you lay there sleeping I'm going to make mad passionate 
love to your man."



"Have at it," Rayne mumbled. "But do it quietly." I was enjoying the 
sisterly bit but got the shock of my life when I felt Storm's hand on my 
semi-hard cock.



"Oh, he's got a nice size dick," Storm said  nuzzling my neck. "It's getting 
hard, too."



"What part of quietly didn't you understand?" Rayne snapped rolling over, 
facing away from us. Storm released my cock from my shorts and gentle 
stroked it until it was diamond cutter hard. Before I could say anything 
Storm was on top of me, putting my cock in her wet pussy.



"Oh God that feels good," Storm said none to quietly. "I've missed having a 
hard cock in me." she started moving her butt. I was confused and elated. I 
was laying beside my woman and her sister was fucking me. That is heady 
shit.



Storm was as vocal as her sister. She moaned and grunted as she picked up 
the tempo. There was another family trait. Storm was an easy comer, too. She 
climaxed quickly and she moaned loudly when she did.  The cover was thrown 
back and I could see Storm riding my cock. She whipped her gown off exposing 
her magnificent breast. Twice as large as Rayne but with the same puffy 
nipples that were now hard as rocks. I reached up and squeezed both of them 
causing her to have another orgasm. When Storm came that time the muscles in 
her cunt nearly squeezed my cock off. I was on the verge of shooting-off 
when I heard another voice.



"Storm, for pity sakes," Glory said from the bedroom doorway. "It didn't 
take you long to get Rayne's man did it?"



"Momma, she won't be quite," Rayne said. "Tell her to shut up and leave me 
alone."



"Storm, can't you fuck Buck quieter?" Glory said laughing. "Hurry up and 
finish before breakfast gets cold."



"I'm about ready," Storm answered breathlessly. "Buck come in me. Shoot me 
full of cum."  That was all it took to send me over the edge. I shot-off in 
her with a groan.



"That's a good boy," Glory said. "Now get off him, Storm and let's eat. Come 
on Rayne get your butt out of bed."



"I might as well," Rayne said grumpily. "They won't give me a minutes 
 peace." Storm was still laying on me breathing heavily. My softened cock 
slipped out of her. Storm kissed me passionately then gave me a softer kiss.



"Thank you, Buck," she said softly. "You are a great fuck. Let's go eat 
before momma has a calf." She dismounted, trailing a string of my cum across 
my stomach and the bed.



"Welcome to my family," Rayne said laughing and smearing the cum all over 
me. "Let's go shower together and then eat breakfast."



I have done some weird and kinky things but that was a first for me. Being 
fucked by my girl's sister in the same bed was defiantly a first.



Breakfast was a little bit different than my normal family meals had ever 
been, also. Glory kept up a constant stream of chatter and Rayne and Storm 
joined in. The didn't exclude me, but I didn't find a place to join in. When 
the conversation turned to the morning's activity I didn't know what to say 
anyway. I knew that Rayne was casual about sex and I assumed from what she 
had told me about her mother and sister  that they were also pretty casual 
about sex also. But to talk at the breakfast table about your daughter 
fucking your other daughter's boyfriend in the same bad was a tad odd to say 
the least..



"From all the racket you were making, Storm," Glory said. "Buck must have 
been doing you pretty good."



"It was great, Momma," Storm answered giving me a big smile. "Rayne is one 
lucky girl."



"I am indeed," Rayne said. "Do you want more coffee, Buck?" she asked 
getting up from the table.



"Tell us more about this Mike," Glory said. "What's he like?"



"Mostly he likes pussy," Rayne answered with a giggle. "Mike's a nice guy. 
He's considerate and kind. He's a pretty good lover, but not as good as my 
Buck." That was nice to hear. I had wondered how we compared in the sack.



"How come you didn't bring him so momma and I could meet him?" Storm asked. 
"Poor Buck could get seriously hurt here by himself with three horny women."



"Two reasons," Rayne answered. "First he had family he was going to visit 
and second, ol' Mike would go crazy with you two getting all over him.  Buck 
can handle himself, but I'm not so sure about Mike."



"Hey, I represent that," Glory said with a laugh. It was obvious that Glory 
didn't have anything on under her housecoat. Her giant boobs swung freely 
and I could catch a glimpse of flesh now and then. We were finishing up the 
meal. "Okay, you girls are going shopping I understand. I don't know why you 
both always wait until the last minute to shop. I was through with my 
shopping before Thanksgiving except for Buck's present. I would have had his 
but nobody bothered to tell me about him until recently. Even with getting 
the good news late I still got his gifts a week ago. "



"I don't know why we wait, but we always do," Storm said. "Come on, Rayne. 
Let's get a move on." I started to get up and Storm laid her hand on my 
shoulder. "You can't go, Buck. Momma will keep you company while we're out. 
I have to buy your gift and you can't see it until Christmas eve."



"You girls run along," Glory said smiling at me. "Buck and I will find 
something to amuse us, won't we, Buck?"  I nodded.



"Come on big boy," Glory said before Rayne and Storm hardly got out of the 
drive. "You've had the rest now you can have the best." She said that while 
opening the housecoat. Her mammoth tits didn't sag anywhere as much as big 
breasts are supposed to. They stood out like two big balloons defying the 
law of gravity.  "I know what you're thinking," Glory said taking my hand 
and leading me to her bedroom. "But no, they have had no enhancement. All 
naturally me."



Glory was as enthusiastic at fucking as Rayne or Storm. She put a lot into 
it and got a lot out of me even though I was fresh fucked.? Like Rayne and 
Storm she was very vocal during sex.



"Oh God that feels good, Buck!" she yelled when I first entered her pussy. 
"Give it to me stud! Fuck my pussy hard!" Like Rayne, Glory, like it up her 
ass. She insisted and who was I to deny her whatever she wanted.



Before the week was over I was nearly fucked into oblivion. Ray graciously 
let her sister and mother enjoy me more than herself.  She told them that 
she could fuck me any time. I was wishing that Mike was there before it was 
over with. I could have used some help and that's a fact. For twins Rayne 
and Storm had a completely approach to sex. Storm was totally wild and she 
went at it with total abandonment. Rayne, on the other hand, was methodical, 
getting the most out of every second. In all honestly, Glory was the best of 
the three. Of course I never would vocalize that observation. Glory was 
laid-back and mellow. She approached sex with the idea that it was a couples 
thing and she intended on her partner getting as much as she. That may be 
because of her age, maturity, and experience. Don't get me wrong. All three 
brought some great sex to the bed, or couch, or floor in front of the fire, 
or where ever  they were.



Apparently we were not only there to celebrate the holidays but for Storm 
and Glory to help Rayne plan our wedding. When they weren't pestering me 
they were in planning meetings. One fact was obvious. I was marrying into 
one hot family, but I was happy to pack up and haul ass out of town.



Sex is like food. You can get behind on eating but catch up pretty damned 
quick. By the same token, you can be totally satisfied with both food and 
sex but get hungry pretty soon.  The erection I thought I wouldn't have for 
at least a week reared it's head, so to speak, on the drive back home.



"So what did you think of my family?" Rayne asked as we drove.



"I love them," I answered honestly. "Both Storm and Glory are great."



"I was hoping you would like them. They both think you are the greatest and 
as a matter of fact so do I."



"You like me better than Mike?"



"I like Mike, but you I love. You I'm going to marry."



"So you like my dick better than Chuck's?"



"Again I liked Chuck's dick, but I love yours. You're not feeling jealous 
are you?" I considered her question. I came to the conclusion that it wasn't 
jealousy. I liked sharing her. I loved watching her get pleasure fucking 
other men. I relished the fact that other men may stick their cock in her, 
she was mine. When the fucking was over with she would be in my bed. Rayne 
would still belong to me.  I told her my thoughts.



"I know what you mean," Rayne said. "I felt something when you were screwing 
Storm the first time. It wasn't jealously. I think it was apprehension. I 
was worried that you might like Storm or even momma better than me. That 
damned Storm got some of the tits I was supposed to have," she added 
ruefully. "Bitch," she said then laughed. "Did you like their boobies better 
than mine?"  Oh boy there was a minefield I wasn't about to wander in. I 
told her semi-truthfully that I like her sweet little tits best. The fact is 
I like the tit I have in my hand or mouth at the time, the best. I'm a tit 
man. Big or small doesn't make that much difference to me.



"Momma has big boobs," Rayne said wishfully. "I wish mine were a little 
larger, don't you?" Another minefield and I knew where she was going with 
it..



"No, not really," I answered. "Your tits are just right for you. Pumping 
your wonderful breasts full of silicone or bags of saltwater wouldn't be the 
same. It may even be possible that you could loose what you have.  Honestly, 
honey, I think you are perfect just the way you are. One hundred percent 
natural and sensitive."



"Mike suggested that I should get my breasts enhanced," Rayne said looking 
at me out of the corner of her eye.



"Fuck Mike and the horse he rode in on," I snapped. "He doesn't have a dog 
in the fight and he should keep his mouth shut."



"So you don't want me to get them enhanced," she said. Oh boy, one minefield 
after another.



"I want you to be happy," I answered. "If you think you should, I'll support 
you. Frankly I like your titties just the way they are. I like the fact that 
I can nearly get one whole tit in my mouth. I like it when you cum from me 
sucking on a nipple. But, as I said, if you want to get them made bigger, go 
for it.  I fell in love with you, pretty little boobs and all. In fact show 
your tits to this trucker we're passing."



"I don't want them changed," she admitted lifting her shirt as we went by 
the truck. The driver showed his appreciation with a long blast of his air 
horn . "I was just afraid that Mike was reflecting how you felt."  I assured 
her that I didn't feel obligated to talk to her through Mike. She lay her 
hand on my lap and lo and behold there it was. A boner. Apparently I was 
getting my appetite back.

***



The wedding day came and went and I for one was glad it was over with. I 
would have just as happy for Rayne and I to go to a justice of the peace and 
get hitched. Apparently a wedding for a woman was different so we did the 
whole bit. Music, flowers, attendances, and a chapel.  Storm and Glory 
walked Rayne down the aisle and then stood up as her bride's maids.  Glory 
sprang for the reception and she spent a bunch of money. The champagne 
flowed like water and the band played until the wee hours of the morning. My 
wedding night was spent in bed with my bride, Mike, Glory and Storm. Not all 
at once but on and off. Not your typical wedding night I would say. There 
were several surprises.



One surprise was when Mike finished fucking Rayne, Storm went down on her 
sister and ate her cunt. Storm sucked all of Mike's cum out of my wife's 
pussy. The next surprise was when Rayne ate her mother's cunt after I had 
dumped a load in Glory. All three women ate each other at some point during 
the night. Apparently they had satisfied each other since puberty.  Watching 
the woman work on one another was a treat and guaranteed to give a dead man 
a hard-on. I wondered what the odds were on three women in one family all 
being bi-sexual.



Mike was my best man and you can imagine his comments about being the best 
man and being able to prove it. Actually after Storm and Glory got through 
with him I had no doubt that I was the better man. Mike looked worn and 
haggard by the time our wedding day rolled around. He learned what I had at 
fifteen. No one man can keep two women satisfied. Not for very long anyway.



Glory and Storm stayed for several days after the wedding. Rayne and I were 
going to wait a few months to go on our honeymoon. It was during that few 
days that Mike offered Storm a job as his company's legal counsel. I assume 
from the way she leaped on it, it had been a good offer. During that time I 
learned that Glory was not retired as I supposed. She ran a string of girls. 
Glory was a madam. That came as a surprise but I guess it shouldn't have. 
Rayne told me that her mother had worked as a prostitute to support them.



After Storm agreed to relocate, Glory announced that she also would move. I 
had some mixed emotions about these announcements. I was happy for Rayne 
that her family would be close by. On the other hand I wondered how it would 
effect Rayne and I.  Time would tell.



Two days after the wedding Rayne's old boyfriend showed up begging her to 
forgive him. It would have been funny if it hadn't been so sad. Apparently 
he read about the wedding in the paper and went off the deep end.  After 
Rayne told Kevin in no uncertain terms that they were a thing from the past 
and that she really didn't want to see him again  he really came unglued. He 
started screaming that she was nothing but a slut and a whore. He started to 
tell Glory all about their swinging days when I decided I had had enough of 
his shit. I hit him a few times and tossed his ass out.  Beating him up wasn't 
any fun because the simpering asshole didn't even try to fight back.



After I came back in Rayne ran into my arms. It had upset her the way Kevin 
had  carried on.



"Do you think I'm a slut?" she said sniffing into my chest.



"Of course you are," I answered with a laugh. "But you're my slut now. 
Forget that nutcase."  Rayne laughed and stopped crying.



"You bet I am," she said smiling up at me.  "I am Mrs. Noel Buckminster, 
your slut and your wife."

***



Rayne and I arrived back from our delayed honeymoon to find a lot of 
changes. Glory sold her house  and made a pile of money. She invested her 
wealth in an twenty-four unit apartment building. We arrived  back in town 
to find that Rayne and I had moved. While we were gone away Glory  with help 
from a moving company had loaded our things and moved them. We came back to 
a new and larger apartment.



Glory took the penthouse apartment for herself and had refurbished ours and 
one for Storm. About a dozen apartments came with tenants in them from the 
previous owner.



I was a little pissed that she didn't bother to check with me about it. She 
may have talked with Rayne, but I wasn't sure. I got over being pissed when 
she told me what our rent was. Over half what we had been paying and it was 
a much larger and nicer place. Damned hard to stay mad at that. Our 
apartment had two and a half baths and a large master bedroom with two other 
guest rooms. Except for the smell of fresh paint it was perfect.



Glory told us before we left for our three week trip that she was having 
some trouble getting her whores to relocate. The bottom line was, she sold 
her call-girl business to a rival madam.



It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out why she thought she might 
need an apartment building. She was going to set up a whorehouse in our 
building. Now, not only did I have a new family, I had them right in the 
same building. Also in our absents Mike and Storm became an item of sorts.



The second night after our homecoming the group, Glory, Storm and Mike came 
to our apartment to hear all about our trip. Since Rayne was the better 
story teller I let her tell.



"It was great," Rayne told the group. "From start to finish everything was 
perfect. I married the best husband in the whole world.  We flew to Miami 
and took a smaller plane to Port au Prince and from there by boat to the 
smaller island. Our suite was great and everybody in the hotel was nice. The 
weather was perfect and it only rained during the night. The white sandy 
beaches were perfect."



"Forget about all that horse shit and get to the good parts," Mike 
interrupted.



"We met a lot of nice people while we were there," Rayne continued 
undaunted. "One man was especially nice. His name was Silas Hogg. I'm not 
making that up. They called him Pigman or just Pig.. He is an American that 
moved there about five years ago. Big, bold and very black.  Pig worked at 
the hotel and apparently he knew everybody who lived on the island."



"He let it be know the first day that he could get everything and anything 
we might want. Pig wasn't a shy man, was he Buck?" I agreed with Rayne's 
assessment of Pig. We were never sure exactly what Pig did at the hotel. He 
seemed to be everywhere. Pool, beach, restaurant, or bar. He apparently was 
there to make the guests feel welcome. We met him on the beach. He brought 
a container of fruit punch and stayed to talk with us." Rayne left out that 
Pig spent most of the time ogling her. She was wearing a tiny bikini that 
didn't leave a lot to the imagination. He casually informed us that nudity 
on the beach was allowed. Being a breast man I had notice some of the women 
were topless.  His eyes nearly popped out when my wife took off her top. 
Pig, it seemed, was a fancier of small tits, too.



"Anyway Pig gave us the lowdown on the nightlife on the island. He seemed to 
know where every party was and what kind of party.  He told us that there 
was a lot of swinging going on and casually asked if we were interested in 
that. Buck told him that we were but that we really preferred a smaller 
group."



"Like an extra man or woman for your pleasure?" Pig asked us very much 
interested.



"Buck told him that we wouldn't mind some male, male, female action. Ol' Pig 
really got interested then. He offered his services while staring at my bare 
boobs. Buck asked him what time he got off work and Pig told him it didn't 
matter and that he was available anytime of the night or day."



"You got some black meat, didn't you?" Storm asked with a big grin. "Don't 
keep us in suspense. Was he hung? Tell us about it, dammit."



"Who's telling this story?" Rayne asked laughing at her sister.. "Anyway 
yes, I did get some black meat. Since we had been out in the sun long enough 
for the first day we all went back to our suite. Pig was well hung to answer 
your question, Storm. Not giant size, but very nice indeed. My very 
considerate husband took my bikini off and displayed me to Pig and then sat 
and watched as Pig fucked me.  He was good and lasted a long time giving me 
a good ride. That was the first day on the island. I saw Pig a couple of 
times after that. Pig hooked us up with a couple of natives. One of them was 
a man by the name of Sam who owned a small sailing schooner. He took us out 
for three day two night trip. That was fun wasn't it Buck?"



I told her that it was a lot of fun. It had been too. Sam, last name 
unknown, was a produce of a black man and a Chinese woman. Some of the 
islanders call such people, chigroes. Sam was  medium size with dark slanted 
eyes. The eyes were the only thing about him that was Asian.  Sam was a dark 
complexion man and I guess about fifty or so. He met us on the wharf wearing 
a ragged pair of shorts, tennis shoes and nothing else but a friendly smile. 
His crew consisted of one man Ramon. Ramos was as big as two men and very 
dark..



"Welcome aboard my vessel," he said. "We'll sail in about thirty minutes." 
He showed us to our quarters which were nice, clean and spacious. There was 
only the four of us on the boat. There was a light fog but it burned off 
before we cleared the harbor. A perfect day to be sailing.  The boat was 
named the Sargasso Maid. We were not yet out of sight of land before Rayne 
had her top off and was getting some sun. Both Sam and Ramon seemed to enjoy 
the view. Sam from the big wheel and Ramon from the rigging or whatever it's 
called and his many "necessary' trips by where she lay.



"She can take off that tiny scrap of bottoms, too," Sam told me. "Ain't no 
rules 'bout that on my boat."  I relayed his suggestion to Rayne who quickly 
removed the bottoms.  That act seemed to make Ramon have make more trips by 
her. A fact that Rayne ignored but was very aware of. I noticed that when 
she knew he was approaching she managed to open her legs a little wider to 
give Ramon a better look at her pussy. From the bulge in his shorts he did 
indeed get a good look



About mid afternoon Sam maneuvered the boat into a beautiful cove on some 
small island. The water was crystal clear and the sand on the beach was as 
while as snow. It almost hurt your eyes to look at it.  The temperature was 
in the mid nineties and if it hadn't been for the sea breeze it would have 
been unbearable.



"Can we swim to shore?" Rayne asked. She had jumped up when land had been 
sighted. She was still completely nude much to the delight of Sam and Ramon. 
To my delight  too, if the truth be known. Her excitement was contagious and 
Sam laughed and told us to go ahead and swim in while he and Ramon anchored 
the boat.



I stripped and jumped overboard after Rayne made a perfect swan dive from 
the deck. The cool water was delightful and while Rayne raced for the shore 
I took my time, occasionally ducking my head under to watch the fish and 
other denizens of the water. I knew the water was fairly deep but it looked 
like it was only a few feet deep. The last thing Sam said before I jumped in 
was to watch and avoid the blaze coral whatever the hell that was.



By the time I got to the beach Rayne, in all her naked glory, had ran down 
the beach to watch a sea turtle dig a hole. Laying her eggs I assumed.



"This is like paradise, Buck," Rayne called to me as I approached. "I love 
it. I want to live here forever." A few minutes later Ramon and Sam came 
ashore in a rubber boat. Rayne told Sam she wanted to stay there.



"No water, Miss," Sam said. "Only rain water and when it doesn't rain." he 
shrugged his shoulders.



"Oh shoot," Rayne said with a laugh. "There goes that plan."



"What's blaze coral, Sam?" I asked.



"Like fire coral but not so bad. Give you a nasty sting if you get against 
it. Some call it harlot's coral."



"Why?" Rayne asked.



"In the old days the whore master kept some handy to make the whore perform 
if they got lazy. They touched a woman's parts with the blaze coral and they 
would quick get active. Make a body want to move, sure enough. Bring great 
welts if you get too much on you. This part of the sea has plenty blaze 
coral." He looked around at the edge of the surf and found a piece of the 
grayish coral. "This is dead blaze coral. Won't hurt you. Live it is pink." 
He touched Rayne's nipple with the dead coral. "If this alive, you would 
soon be jumpin' around. Make your nipple swell up and sting like shit." He 
laughed and tossed the coral into the water.



"Maybe I should get a couple hunks of it in case you get lazy on me, Rayne," 
I joked. "Might be handy to have around."



"I think you won't have that problem," Sam said. "She look plenty active to 
me. Time for lunch." Ramon had spread a canvas on the sand and a couple 
blankets over the canvas. He was unpacking a cooler.  Soon we were dining on 
sandwiches and beer. Poor Ramon couldn't eat for watching Rayne. He seem to 
also me concerned that she was getting too much sun on her already tanned 
body.



"Bad for such a pretty white body to get too much sun," Ramon said in a 
heavily accented voice.  He set up a big umbrella to shade Rayne. Apparently 
he didn't care if I got too much sun on my white body or not. After the 
picnic Rayne invited Sam and Ramon to get naked. She said it made her feel 
self-conscious  for them to be clothed while we were not. She didn't fool me 
for a moment. She wanted to check out their package.  Her eyes widen when 
Sam took his shorts off. Ol' Sam was packing a big cock., but Rayne's mouth 
actually dropped open when Ramon dropped his shorts. That son of a bitch was 
hung like a stud horse. Ten inches of thick black meat jutted out from his 
groin.



"Big, huh?" Sam commented seeing her expression. "Ramon makes all the girls 
scream with joy. Pig say you like the dark meat," he said to Rayne who 
nodded without taking her eyes off of Ramon's hard black weapon.  Sam 
twisted and lay down on the blanker so that he was beside Rayne For an older 
man, Sam was  commendably well fit. Lean and hard would best describe him. 
He casually reached up at took one of Rayne's small breasts and caressed it 
causing her to shudder. She managed to tear her gaze away from Ramon's huge 
cock and look at Sam and his hardened chunk of black meat. Sam was small 
only by comparison to Ramon.  Sam pulled Rayne down and gave her a long deep 
kiss while caressing her nipple which had already stiffened.



Ramon shuffled around and put his head between her white legs which 
automatically opened. She jerked slightly when his tongue found her clit and 
she came. As always good ol' Rayne was always just a touch away from an 
orgasm.



"She sure a hot bitch, Ramon," Sam said finally taking his lips from Rayne. 
Ramon grunted but didn't remove his lips from Rayne's cunt. "I better get 
her ready for your big dick, man.  I'll open the slut's pussy up for you." I 
suppose being the captain had it's rewards. "You want Sam's black cock in 
you, girl?" he asked my wife. She nodded looking up at him, her eyes wide. 
"You want me to get you all wet and sloppy for Ramon?" Again she nodded and 
he tapped Ramon on the shoulder. Ramon moved out of the way and Sam 
positioned himself between Rayne's spread legs.



"Tell it to me girl," Sam said, the head of his black cock posed at the 
entrance to her white pussy. "Tell me to put it in you. Tell me what you 
want."



"Put your black cock in me!" Rayne said breathlessly but clearly. "Shove it 
in and fuck me. Give me your cock, Sam. Get my pussy opened and ready for 
Ramon."  Sam shoved his cock in my wife causing her to squeal in delight and 
buck up against him.



Sam fucked Rayne for about fifteen minutes. He talked trash to her and she 
returned the trash talk and his wet slick black cock plowed in and out of 
her.



"I'm goin' come in you girl," Sam gasped. "Goin' leave some gizz for to help 
Ramon get his cock in you. You ready girl?"



"Give it to me! Cum in me, Sam. Shoot me full!" Rayne was in full voice. She 
had no more than spoke when Sam grunted and became still for a moment. 
Apparently he wasn't moving fast enough for Rayne. She nearly threw him off 
of her and yelled for Ramon to get in her.



The big black man moved pretty fast for a man with his bulk. Sam's soft cock 
came out of Rayne with a plop and a gush of sperm. Ramon 's cock stopped the 
flow of cum. He pushed about two thirds of his massive cock in Rayne with 
one plunge. That was about the length of Sam's cock.  He withdrew and rammed 
it in again. All but a couple inches went in my wife's cunt. He withdrew and 
rammed his cock all the way to his giant ball sack. Rayne was coming hard 
now. One orgasm following another as the big black fucked her hard and fast. 
Rayne was moaning and yelling obscenities over and over again as he pumped 
his hard black cock into her foaming white pussy.



Ramon  lived up to his billing. He certainly made Rayne scream for joy. Over 
and over again. Not wishing to be totally left our I got some head when 
Ramon got Rayne on her knees and dog fucked her. While any blowjob is good 
getting head from a woman who being fucked hard is risky. Thankfully Rayne 
just closed her lips over my dick and let Ramon's thrusting do the work. A 
man could get his cock bit off if it isn't done carefully.



After Ramon shot-off Sam was back in the saddle again and the sun was low in 
the sky when we got back to the boat. While Sam made the boat ready Ramon 
dived down in the cove and came back with a net bag of lobsters. I noticed 
that Sam carefully took something out of the bag besides lobster. While 
Rayne took a fresh water show I found a comfortable spot on the after deck 
and took a nap.
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