Message-ID: <61092asstr$1302228602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: alt-sex-stories-moderated@moderators.isc.org X-Original-Path: nntp.bt.com!news.bt.com.POSTED!not-for-mail NNTP-Posting-Date: Thu, 07 Apr 2011 03:30:21 -0500 From: Calliope <Calliope@giganews.com> X-DF-Seen-By: ms X-Original-Message-ID: <2011040709302127698-Calliope@giganewscom> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit User-Agent: Unison/2.1.3 X-Usenet-Provider: http://www.giganews.com X-AuthenticatedUsername: NoAuthUser X-DMCA-Complaints-To: abuse@btinternet.com X-Abuse-and-DMCA-Info: Please be sure to forward a copy of ALL headers X-Abuse-and-DMCA-Info: Otherwise we will be unable to process your complaint properly X-Postfilter: 1.3.40 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 7 Apr 2011 09:30:21 +0100 Subject: {ASSM} "Collected" Part 3: "Completing The Set" Lines: 256 Date: Thu, 07 Apr 2011 22:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2011/61092> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw Things went on for a couple of years. Carrie and I got married. She got more involved in politics. She had been a local councillor for a few years and was now looking to get elected to Parliament and was attending a number of constituency meetings around the country. Megan grew from being a difficult teenager - she had a wild year or so - to being a beautiful young woman. She reached the later audition stages of a television talent show - forgive me if I'm vague about which one; but for reasons that will become obvious, more details would identify us too easily. I became a more senior member of the medical practice where I worked. I also got calls from Eleanor Watson every couple of months and I would have to create medical conferences to attend rather than tell my wife that I was rogering another woman; one who claimed - with some justification - to own my penis and, indeed, the rest of my body I got the summons from Eleanor one evening in March. Carrie was attending an interview in Preston, so at least I did not have to lie to her as I usually did. I arrived at her house around 8 o'clock and rang the doorbell. She opened the door and stood, her voluptuous body clad in a sheer black negligee, framed in the doorway. She ushered me in but, unusually, we did not go upstairs to her bedroom. Instead she led me along the corridor downstairs to a small room with a bookcase and a computer. "Naked time," she said. "You and I are going to watch some porn together and I'm going to milk my cock". A little confused I took off my clothes and sat, when Eleanor indicated that I should do so, in a chair facing the computer. It had arms and Eleanor tied my elbows to them. The seat of the chair was cold and hard against my naked arse. Eleanor pulled up another chair and sat next to me, then leaned forward to press a key on the computer. At once the screensaver snapped off and what appeared to be a video sequence took up the whole screen. On the monitor two men sat slumped on a wide sofa. One, a black man, was dressed in a grey t-shirt and grey jogging trousers. The other, dusky skinned - probably Indian, wore a white shirt and black corduroy trousers. They were sitting watching a television and the sounds of grunting that were coming from it suggested they were playing a porn DVD. "Jamal and Jamira" said Eleanor wistfully. "Lovely guys". She was stroking her pussy as she watched. On the screen, perhaps prompted by a sound I didn't hear, the Asian man Eleanor called "Jamira" pressed the pause button on a remote control and the sounds of sex ceased. Jamal left the room. A few moments later he returned and a woman entered the room behind him. She was about 5'5" tall with chestnut hair and blue eyes set in a face with a gorgeus complexion. It was Carrie. She was wearing a black raincoat over jeans and looked very uncomfortable. I too suddenly felt very on edge. "Look" she said, "the photograph you sent. I won't be blackmailed over it. Anyone can PhotoShop an image these days." Jamal smiled humourlessly. "That was just a taster. Sit down - We'll show you the rest." Uncertainly Carrie sat on the sofa next to Jamira. Jamal joined them, sandwiching my wife between them. Lazily Jamira restarted the DVD. "Oh God", whispered Carrie. And then it struck home. The panting sounds, the wails of ecstasy, the grunts of lust that were coming from the television in that room; I knew them. I had heard them more than two years previously when Eleanor had made sure that I screwed Carrie's daughter, Megan. By the sound of it Megan was having a really good time. Jamira said "It would be a shame if this made it to the tabloids. It's the sort of thing that can blight a promising musical career, don't you think?" "Look" said my wife. "You want me to buy this off you? I'll buy it. How much?" "Silly girl" breathed Eleanor. The black man - Jamal - took hold of Carrie's left hand. "We don't need money" he said. "It don't cost much to have fun. And that's what we like to do - we like to have fun. All we want is for you to be nice to us." He placed my wife's hand on his groin area. "No" she said. "I can't. I'm married. I love my husband". She looked as though she was trying to pull her hand away, but Jamal kept it pressed to the bulge in his joggers and I thought I heard her gasp as she was forced to feel it. "Of course you can." said Jamira taking her right hand and pressing it to his own trousers. "Your husband isn't here and you don't have to love us to make us feel good. We may even make you feel good too." Carrie bit her lip indecisively. The hoarse sound of Megan crying out another orgasm hung in the air. "All right." Smiling obscenely the black man let go off Carrie's hand and pulled down his trousers, lifting his arse to get them off. His prick was long and thick, even though it was still soft. I thought I heard Carrie gasp as he took her hand and put it on his now naked manhood. She curled her fingers around it and began to stroke it. Meanwhile the Asian man had unfastened his trousers and his dusky cock - almost as large as the other - was beginning to harden. Carrie's right hand wrapped itself around it. Shortly my wide's hands had brought both cocks to full erection. I was shocked to see that Jamal's must have been a full ten inches in length - perhaps an inch or so longer than Jamira's. Both, though were thick. I was shocked, too, to realise that my own prick was standing to attention. The sight of my wife of 11 months stroking two large penises had turned me on. Eleanor reached down and began stroking it. "Enjoy" she said. On the screen the black man, Jamal, got to his feet and held out his hand to Carrie and my wife took it. She and Jamira stood up and Jamal led them from the room. A moment later the scene had shifted to a bedroom. A double bed and a chair furnished it. Carrie and the two men came in and stood at the end of the bed. She had taken off her raincoat and was wearing a white silk blouse with her jeans. Jamal put his arms around my wife and pulled her two him, kissing her passionately, his hands roving over her body. He pulled her blouse from her waistband, stroking her naked flesh. I thought I heard her moan softly. My cock jerked in Eleanor's hand and I found myself feeling very turned on. After a few minutes the black man unfastened my wife's blouse and slipped it from her shoulders. Then he unfastened her bra and it fell to the floor, her smallish, but firm breasts in full view. "Jeans as well he said". Carrie unsnapped the button and pushed the waistband of her jeans down over her lovely round ass, her knickers going with them. Her creamy skin and smooth thighs brought a hiss of appreciation. By now Jamira was naked. He joined them and he and Jamal laid my wife on the bed, her back against the headboard and reclining against it. I watched as Jamira knelt between her legs and kissed down her creamy breasts, rolling his tongue over her very hard nipples, pecking at the soft flesh of her belly down until his head hovered over he pussy. "Are you ready for this?" he asked. "Yesss. --." Carrie whispered. The black man began to run his tongue over my wife's clit, teasing it, probing between her lips and into her pussy and I heard my wife moan softly. While Jamal's tongue was bringing her such pleasure Jamira stood astride her, his thick, long cock hard and erect before her face. He took it in his hand and glided the dark purple head across her lips. There was no doubt what he wanted and my mouth went dry as Carrie opened he soft red lips and let his his thick glans into her mouth. She'd sucked me off a few times, but I never got the feeling she liked it. Now, though his ass muscles were flexing as he thrust his hard cock into her mouth and her cheeks kept caving as she sucked on his engorged member. Eleanor stroked my erect cock with exquisite skill, slowing as I came close to cumming, stopping altogether sometimes, other times gripping me firmly when my shock at seeing my wife's behaviour softened my shaft. I watched as my wife's hips rolled and she lifted her pussy against the black man's mouth and the dusky brown cock slid in and out of her mouth. It went on for a while, then Jamira began to grunt. He held onto Carrie's head. There was no doubt that his semen was spewing into her mouth. I could see a little escaping from between her lips and his cock. That she had swallowed most of it was beyond question. She had never swallowed mine. All the time Eleanor kept up the caressing of my cock. I should have been shocked, but I was so turned on. Jamira stepped away from my wife's face, semen dripping obscenely from his cock and her lips. He moved out of shot and the black man, Jamal, gripped Carrie's hips and pulled her down the bed until she was flat on her back. Then he rose up the bed until he was lying on her, between her legs. I knew his long hard cock was pressed against my wife's pussy. I watched his ass dimple and heard my wife gasp as he pushed his cock into her. With a slow steady rhythm he began to fuck her; his long shaft gliding into her again and again and again. She was panting now and I recognised the sounds she was making that indicated she was enjoying what was happening. Gradually the pace of Jamal's thrusts increased. I could hear my wife becoming more and more carried away by the experience. "Oh God Yes..." she began to moan. "Oh God Yes... Like that... It's so big. -- so....AHHHH!!". Eleanor gripped my cock firmly as I realised that Carrie was getting close to orgasm, that my lovely bride was going to cum on this other man's cock. She wrapped her arms around him; her skin glistening and creamy white against the blackness of his back. "Oh God!! Oh God!! Oh God!!" she cried out as she got closer and closer, Jamal's cock driving deep inside her and filling her. I saw her stiffen, almost ceasing to breathe, then she let out a long ululating wail as orgasm surged through her. I found that I too had almost stopped breathing. My mouth was dry and, to my shame, I realised that I too had been close to cumming along with my wife. Eleanor, though, had a subtle touch. "It's not finished yet" she whispered. I watched as Jamal withdrew his still-rigid manhood from my wife's vagina. It glistened with her juices and seemed to me to be yet larger than it had been. He lay on his back near the foot of the bed, his calfs hanging off it. Carrie was still gasping from her orgasm, but Jamal gestured to her and she moved unsteadily until she was astride him, her pussy over his engorged cock. I saw her wrap her soft, small fingers around it, then hold it to the entrance of her pussy. Eleanor was right - it wasn't finished. I had watched another man screwing my wife - now I would watch her riding him. Trembling with lust she lowered herself onto his thick pole until her round, creamy ass rested on his thighs. Then she began to ride up and down on it, grunting obscenely with pleasure. I could hear the creaking of the bed and the human sounds of flesh on flesh as my wife descended again and again on the stiff black cock that was giving her so much pleasure. I noticed, though, that Jamal was gradually pulling her toward him, so that she was increasingly bent over him. At last I thought I could see her little pink asshole. "You'll like this bit" murmured Eleanor. "I did" and she began to stroke my cock more firmly. The Asian, Jamira, came back into shot. I was shocked to see that his thick cock was hard again. He had a plastic bottle of some kind of lotion and he was applying it to his stiff member. Then he squirted a little onto the first two fingers of his jeft hand and began to apply it to Carrie's arse. "He can't" I said. "She's never done that - it'll hurt her". "You mean she's never done it with you" replied Eleanor and she chuckled throatily. Unable to tear my eyes from the screen I watched Jamal stop Carrie's grinding on his cock while Jamira presented the purple head of his penis to my wife's rear hole. Gently he pushed forward. I heard my wife whimper a little, then gasp as he filled her back passage, then moan lustily as he probed deep inside her. After a little reorganisation my wife was sandwiched between the two men, her creamy skin glistening with sweat between the darker skin of their bodies. I watched as their bodies moved, rolling against each other, grinding against each other, the two men thrusting into Carrie's body; into her pussy, into her rear. I heard her panting as new sensations flooded her. Her breath was becoming ragged and hoarse, "Fuck me! Fuck me!! Fuck me!!" she was yelling as the two men filled her from both sides. At the same time I could see that they were close to cumming as well. "Oh sweet JESUS!!!" my wife cried out "I'M --I'M --.OH GOD!!" Then she let out a piercing keen cry of ecstasy as another orgasm surged through her. At the same time the two men were grunting loudly and I knew that their semen was flooding into her pussy and into her arse. And to my shame I came too. Eleanor had expertly brought me to peak just as two other men flooded my wife with sperm. Panting, I watched as Jamira rolled off Carrie and Jamal encouraged her to lie on her back. Both men knelt, their softening cocks glistening with semen and my wife's juices, dangling them over her mouth. I watched as she licked them, as she licked the semen from the cock that had, moments before been in her arse. I watched as Jamal probed her pussy with his finger and, when he withdrew it, it was coated in sticky white. He presented it to her mouth and she sucked it greedily. Eleanor rose to her feet. "That was two weeks ago" she said. She left the room and left me sitting, my own semen cooling on my body and dripping down until I was sitting in a pool of my own cum. On the screen my wife and the two men were panting on the bed. After about five minutes, though, the picture changed. It now showed Eleanor's bedroom. Eleanor was there, still dressed in the black negligee, and I was obviously watching a live feed. A large strap-on phallus stuck out from her groin and she walked toward the bed. On the bed, on all fours, was Carrie. I listened as Eleanor spoke. "I collect cunts. I collect cocks as well". She slipped her hand between my wife's legs and rubbed her pussy. "This is now my cunt. Your husband can use it too, but when I call for it, it will come. Do you understand?" Carrie nodded. Eleanor climbed onto the bed behind my wife, the strap-on cock resting on Carrie's lovely round ass. As I felt my cock begin to stiffen I knew that Eleanor was right. It wasn't finished. 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