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Subject: {ASSM} Rayne, part one (complete) by Shooter (wife m+ ir)
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Date: Wed, 21 Sep 2005 16:10:01 -0400
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   Rayne

   By Shooter3704



   (Author's note: Sorry about the screw-up on the parts of this story. 
Don't know how it happened but here is the completed part one.  Shooter)



   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!

   ***



   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.

   ***



   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.  wThe 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 jizz 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 wite
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 shower I found a
comfortable spot on the after deck and took a nap.

   ***





   While Rayne was telling Mike, Glory, and Storm about our adventures I
thought back to the trip.  Were on board the Sargasso Maid.  Rayne
recovered nicely from her double fuck with Sam and Ramon.



   We anchored for the night in a shallow cove off another island.  I have
always loved lobster but there is nothing quiet as good as fresh caught
lobster and ice cold beer.  We ate until all four of us were stuffed. 
Because it was a hot night and the sky clear we slept on deck.  Ramon
dragged the mattresses on deck for Rayne and I.  The combination of sand,
surf, good food, cold beer and been not to mention several hours of intense
sex, put Rayne out like a light.  She was asleep before her head hit the
pillow.  I wasn't far behind her to dream land.



   The next day we sailed in and out of small islands, swam in the crystal
clear waters and fished for our dinner.  Rayne teased Sam and Ramon
unmercifully by wearing no clothes and rubbing against them when ever she
had a chance.  Rayne was the only one going completely naked.  Sam wore
shorts and deck shoes while Ramon and I wore swim suits.  Maybe it's a guy
thing that we don't feel completely comfortable with our dicks flopping
around unrestrained.  Rayne had no such reservations.  Both Sam and Ramon
fucked Rayne whenever they felt like it.  They felt like it a lot.



   Mid afternoon of the third day we sailed into a beautiful big cove at
Quick Island.  The cove was sheltered by some big coral reefs and the water
inside the reef was calm and as smooth as glass.  The sandy beaches were so
while it hurt our eyes to look at it.  We took the inflatable boat to
shore.



   Sam told us that there was a hut on Quick Island that his guest used
from time to time.  The plan was to spend a couple days there before ending
the sailing trip.  The hut was located deep in a coconut grove by a fresh
water stream.  While Rayne, Ramon, and myself made the hut livable Sam
ferried supplies from the boat.



   While on the trip to Quick Island I asked Sam to tell me more about
blaze coral.  The other name, harlot's coral, fascinated me.



   "It's bad," Sam said with a sly smile.  "Unless you use it carefully.  I
have some people who know I frequent places where it grows.  I always bring
them some."



   "What do they do with it?"



   "If handled carefully it can add much pleasure to the making the beast
with two backs," Sam answered shoving a forefinger into his circled fist.



   "Tell me about it," I insisted.  "How is it done?"



   "You must wear rubber gloves to handle the coral," Sam said.  "You
quickly barely touch the woman's clit or nipples with the bare coral.  Just
the slightest touch is enough for the coral to sting.  The sting will make
the clit swell and become very sensitive.  The woman becomes mad with
desire.  She will do anything to be fucked."



   "Are there any harmful effects?  Does it hurt the woman?" I demanded.



   "I think it caused a little pain," Sam said.  "The swelling goes away
after a few hours.  One should put the coco butter on the parts soon to
soothe it.  It is very important that only the slightest touch of the coral
is used.  Too much and it would be very painful maybe even deadly."



   "So you gather the coral and take it to the people.  I seem to remember
that coral is a living organism and will soon die out of sea water.  How
long will it live?"



   Sam shrugged, "A few days completely out of water but a long time in a
salt water aquarium.  I must tell you that you can not take any home with
you.  You would never get it passed customs.  They are very strict about
such things." I noticed that Rayne was paying close attention to our
conversation.



   "Was that what Ramon brought up with the lobsters the other day?" Sam
nodded.



   "Yes he got some more the next morning.  I have it in a cooler below."
Sam glanced at Rayne.  "Maybe when we get to Quick Island we'll try it on
Rayne." Rayne didn't seem overly enthusiastic about having blaze coral
sting her pussy or nips, so I forgot about it but apparently she hadn't. 
While we walked along the beach and waded in the gentle surf she brought it
up again.



   "How do I know that coral won't cause me permanent damage?" she asked.



   "I don't know, but I doubt that Sam would suggest something that was
really dangerous.  Are you interested in trying it?"



   "Yes.no.yeah, maybe.  I'll admit to being curious about it.  You know
me. I'm willing to try almost anything.  At least once," she added with a
laugh.



   Sam brought a piece of blaze coral from the boat.  He carried it in a
plastic bag.  The coral was about the size of a child's thumb.  Rayne
watched him prepare it with a look of fear and anticipation.



   Ramon help divert her attention away from Sam and the coral by playing
stink finger with her.  Rayne was naked on the pallet by the fire.  Ramon
was also naked and lay beside her one hand on her tit, and his other hand
playing with her pussy.



   "You understand, Sam," Rayne said.  "If this hurts me, you get no more
pussy.  You do understand that don't you?"



   "Yes, I clearly understand," Sam said.  He came toward her holding the
small piece of coral in his gloved hand.  "Hold her hands out of the way,
Ramon." Quick as a striking snake Sam lightly touched one of Rayne's
nipples.  Before she could say a word he touched the other nipple.  Nothing
happened for a few moments then Rayne let out with a shriek that could have
been heard for ten miles.  It was absolutely amazing.  Her normally puffy
nipples suddenly swelled to nearly twice their size.  Ramon cover one giant
puffy nipple with his mouth and Sam dropped to her side and took the other
nipple in his mouth.  He carefully held the coral away from Rayne's
thrashing body.



   "Oh God!" Rayne panted.  "Oh shit!  Fuck!" Suddenly she stiffened and
jerked wildly.  She groaned loudly and started to orgasm.  For the next ten
minutes she had one hard orgasm after another.  After her racking climaxes
subsided Sam told Ramon to hold her legs open.  When the big deckhand got
Rayne spread and exposed, Sam took the coral and touched her exposed
clitoris.  Sam carefully put the coral back in the water filled bag and
closed it.



   I watched Rayne closely and after about thirty seconds she got a
startled look on her face.  That lasted about twenty seconds and them she
went wild.  Ramon could hardly hold her down.  Her clit swelled and turned
a bright red.  It looked like a small dick sticking out of her.



   "Son of a bitch," Rayne screamed loudly.  "Oh my God do something!" Sam
did something.  He shoved his cock in her pussy and began to fuck her.  He
hammered away on her for five or six minutes and gave her to Ramon.  Ramon
fucked her hard for another few minutes and Sam took her again.  Rayne was
yelling and cursing at the top of her lungs.



   "Get ready, Buck," Sam said.  "You're next to fuck her.  Don't come
right away if you can help it." The coach was sending me in at last.  Rayne
fondled her tits as we took turns fucking her.  That lasted about thirty
minutes.  I was the first of cum in her, then Sam, and then Ramon.  Her
once swollen clit was back to normal size as was her nipples.  After we had
finished with Rayne she fingered herself to another climax and lay still
breathing heavy.  Later, after she had mostly recovered, I asked her what
it was like.



   "I'm not sure I can describe it," she answered.  "My clit is naturally
very sensitive but.wow!  I never felt anything like it before.  Too fucking
wild!"



   "Want to try it again?" I asked.



   "Yeah right after I put some on your cock and balls," she snapped then
laughed.  "No, I don't think I care to experience it again, but I wish Mom
and Storm could.  They won't believe it."

   ***



   "You are one hundred percent right," Storm said interrupting Rayne's
narrative. .  "I don't believe a word of it."



   "None of it?" Rayne asked surprised at her sister.



   "Oh, I believe you were a slut for a bunch of black men," Storm replied.
"No problem believing that.  I don't believe that bit about the coral."



   "Tell her Buck," Rayne demanded.



   "It's true, Storm," I said.  I reached into my jacket pocket and took
out a condom filled with sea water and a small piece of blaze coral.  "We
can prove it," I added holding it up.



   "I though you said it couldn't be imported," Glory said.  "How.?" Then
she laughed.  "Tell me Rayne didn't smuggle it in the way I think."



   "Yeah, in her snatch," I grinned.  "You have never seen anybody walk as
carefully through the airport as our Rayne did.  I have another piece in
our new salt water aquarium.  This may be the next new novelty item for
adults."



   "Yeah and you could get your ass sued off, too," Storm said.  "That shit
sounds dangerous to me.  If you had me in mind, just forget it." I noticed
that Glory was looking thoughtful during the conversation.  Finally she
spoke up.



   "Several years ago I had a client who dabbled in odd and unusual sex
practices," Glory said.  "He brought me a plant, a stinging something or
other from Mexico to try.  He just barely touched my clitoris with a leaf
and I nearly went through the ceiling.  It hurt like hell for a few moments
then I had the most intense sex of my life.  What you experienced with the
coral sounds a lot like it.  I would like to try it, please." And try it
she did.



   Because we wanted to keep the coral alive, I carefully took the coral
out of the condom and put it and the sea water in a bowl.  I used a set of
kitchen tongs to handle the coral.  Sam had warned us that it was safer to
keep the victim still to avoid an accidental over application.  While Rayne
and Mike held the naked Glory's arms immobile and Storm held her mother's
legs open, I lightly touched Glory's clit with the coral.  Like Rayne, she
didn't feel anything for a couple of seconds then it hit her.  While she
screamed, her clit swelled to double it's normal size.  I put the coral
back in the bowl and mounted a bucking twisting Glory.  Since we knew it
would wear off in about half an hour Mike and I swapped out fucking Glory.
Glory was a lot like Rayne in that she was normally an easy cummer.  During
that session she came constantly.  When the effects of the coral's poison
wore off, Glory lay in a stupor for another ten minutes still having an
occasional climax.  Rayne and Storm held her until she settled down
completely.  Glory told us that it had been even better that her stinging
plant episode.  Mainly because she had two men to fuck her.  Storm still
maintained she wanted nothing to do with blaze coral.  I also noticed that
Rayne nor Glory mentioned wanting to do it again..  Apparently it was a one
time thrill that neither wanted to repeat.

   ***


   

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