"Now, darling, if I get too frightened tonight and try to back out, don't listen to me, okay?" Lynn smiled nervously up at her tall, handsome husband. "Just tell me what to do and I will." She nodded her head determinedly as if to convince herself of her own resolution, then took Ed's hand as they walked up the steps to the brownstone house two doors away from the Executive Club.
"Now, you're sure, sweetheart, aren't you?" he muttered. "I don't want any misunderstandings to ever come between us again. And I'm certain Mr. Doud would let us out of the agreement if we asked him to…"
"No. We agreed and we should stick to it," she said firmly, shaking out her tawny hair in the winter moonlight. "Besides, I guess I'm a little excited about it too," she admitted, crinkling her nose up at him. "You don't mind, do you?"
"Oh, you know better than that, honey," he grinned, thinking back to the night he had discovered his wife had taken on more than twenty cocks and made them all cum into her mouth and pussy. And how the idea had excited him, once he really knew that it was only sex with her and that she loved him more than ever now. Yes, in the three weeks that had passed since the party at the McHenry's house, it seemed that all their problems had somehow been worked out, and they were happier now than ever before in their marriage. They had even attended a few evenings at the Executive Club, as the guests of Erwin Doud, and found that they could really enjoy getting naked with and making love with other people, as long as each of them knew that the other was not lonely or worried.
Now, they wanted only one thing to be completely content – Ed's promotion – which was why they were here tonight. At the McHenrys' party, the white-haired old president had been interested and even enthusiastic about giving the young executive the position he wanted so badly, but before agreeing, he had impishly imposed a condition to the young couple, a condition they planned to fulfill tonight, despite a slight trepidation on both their parts.
"Anyway, sweetheart, I'm sure Erwin knows what he's doing," Ed added as he realized that Lynn was still looking up at him with a slightly worried expression on her face. "You're almost like a daughter to him now – so you know however he does it, it's going to be nice for you."
"Yes, but three at the same time," Lynn said thoughtfully. "How can I take that many men on at one time? I don't see -"
"Well, I have a suspicion…" Ed said with a trace of a smile. "Something I've heard about… but let's see what Erwin's planning." With that, he pressed on the doorbell button.
"Oh, Ed! You've been teasing me like that all week," she pouted good-naturedly, but curious nonetheless. "It's nice, isn't it?"
"Don't worry, darling. Would I -" he started to mild exasperation, then stopped as the door opened in front of them. "Oh, Hi, Erwin. She's been trying to back out all day, but here we are!"
"Well, I'm glad," the old man chuckled as he led them into the house. "I'd hate to think that Bruno and I have been taking our vitamins for nothing all week. Besides," he added slyly over his shoulder, "we made a deal. You have to come through, honey, if you want that promotion."
"Who's Bruno?" Lynn inquired as they arrived in an old-fashioned sitting room in the rear of the house. "Is he the other -?"
"The other lover for you? You bet, honey," he grinned as he took their coats. "Now, you two take your clothes off while I hang these up. And when you're ready, just ring this bell," he said, pointing to a long silk cord hanging from the ceiling, "and I'll bring Bruno in to meet you."
As soon as he left the room, both the Warings began to strip off their clothing, folding them neatly and piling them on an antique velvet lounging sofa that took up most of the tiny room. They were both silent, preoccupied with their own thoughts, until Lynn broke the silence.
"Ed, why do you think he's doing all this for us?"
"Well, honey, he told me the other day in the office that he likes my work," he replied slowly, then broke into a loving smile. "But I think the real reason is that he likes you. He told me you have `balls', if you understand that, and I think he's testing today to make sure you're really as much of a woman as we both think you are."
"Oh, Ed, any dumb blonde can do what I did that night," she protested with a giggle.
"Yeah, but not everyone would like it enough to leave every single man satisfied!" Ed retorted as he pulled down the silken rope hanging from the ceiling. In another part of the house they heard a faint chime of a bell and then footsteps hurrying down the hallway.
A moment later, Erwin Doud's wrinkled face peered into the room. "Ready?" he said with a grin, then opened the door the rest of the way. "Meet my best friend, Bruno!"
"Oh, God!" the tiny blonde gasped in dismayed horror as a German Shepherd, the same massive beast she had seen at the Executive Club, lumbered into the room. He walked up to the young husband, sniffed disinterestedly for a moment, then turned to the lush-bodied naked wife and immediately lapped his long pink tongue over the soft white flesh of her belly. Lynn started to move a little closer to Ed, then remembered what he had said about this evening being a test. With great effort, she forced herself to stand motionless while the huge hairy beast sniffed hungrily at her golden pubic vee.
"Ah, he likes you, dear," the old man smiled approvingly, then suddenly his voice and expression changed to one of executive command. "All right, honey, now take those clothes off the couch and lie down with your legs spread out nice and wide. Let's see if you like Bruno as much as all the other girls at the club."
Lynn trembled as she remembered the dark-haired girl at the club who had gone wild as the big dog had fucked into her tiny hair-lined pussy. At the time, she had felt little twinges of jealousy for the rapture the girl was obviously experiencing, but that was before she knew that she would actually have to submit to the dog herself. Now, she wished with all her heart that they could somehow call this whole insane agreement off, but she knew that Ed would never forgive her if he lost the promotion. Besides, she had agreed to do whatever they asked…
Lynn's hands were shaking as she picked up the bundle of clothing and set it on a table in the corner of the room. She hoped that the trapped helplessness she felt was not apparent on her face, but then, she noticed that both her husband and the old man were grinning broadly, apparently enjoying her tortured discomfort. All right, she fumed inwardly, she would show them that she was as sensual a woman as that girl on the stage, even if she had to pretend to be excited because of her fear of the monstrous dog. She walked back to the long, armless couch and lay on her back, her trim naked thighs spread invitingly toward the excited animal.
"She's a real beauty, Ed," Doud said approvingly as he pulled at the tie of his long maroon robe. His eyes roamed critically over her ripe female curves, coming to rest on the soft coral-hued lips of her pussy. He grinned impishly and added, "We're going to stuff you so full of hard pricks tonight, you're not going to know which way is up." With that, he pulled off his robe and Lynn gasped as she saw the monstrous erect penis that shot up from the white hair at his groin. It was even bigger than she remembered and she fearfully wondered how she had ever taken the gigantic penis all the way up into her stomach, or how she would again. But, before she could consider the terrifying prospect further, the old man snapped his fingers and whispered, "Get her, Bruno."
Lynn, in spite of her resolve to endure whatever the older man might want, trembled in terror and she had to bite her tongue to keep from screaming as the huge German Shepherd suddenly moved up between her wide-splayed thighs. She didn't dare move, for fear of ruining Ed's chances for the promotion, and lay shuddering and helpless as the dog lowered his head to her silken, hair-fringed vagina and sniffed eagerly. His tail wagged and trembled as though he had found another German shepherd bitch in heat and Lynn jerked violently as his cold nose suddenly made contact with her exposed clitoris. Then a low gasp escaped her lips as his broad flat tongue suddenly fell from his jaw and began licking wetly up and down the narrow pink slit between her thighs.
He ran his long dripping tongue over the full length of the naked crevice between her legs, from the tight-closed little pucker of her anus up over the fluted pink edges of her cunt to the tiny bud of her clitoris, then back down again to burrow the tip slightly into her outer fleshy anal ring. Almost against her will, the voluptuously writhing blonde began to shudder and chill from the sexual excitement of allowing a dog to caress her naked body this way and her frightened gasps began to change to soft mewling sounds of involuntary pleasure, as the beast's thick tongue flicked relentlessly between her wide-spread legs, curling sporadically deep into her hotly flowering vagina. It was not long before she was kicking her legs back over her head and reaching down to pull the hairy beast's nose into the suddenly moist pulsating opening.
"Bruno, that's enough," the old man suddenly called out and the dog obediently pulled his head from Lynn's impassioned grip and trotted back to his master's side. "Well, honey, you feel like you could take a little cock now?" he leered down at the tiny blonde who lay gasping with frustration on the long couch.
"Oh, yessss," she breathed. "Please…"
"Well, then, get up for a minute and you'll get a big one," he chuckled tauntingly.
Lynn moved hurriedly from the sofa, then watched as Erwin Doud moved past her to lay down with his buttocks on the edge of the lounge, his long rock-hard shaft jutting obscenely into the air as he settled back into the velvet upholstery. It was like a seductive idol to Lynn's desire-filled brain and her blue eyes gaped at it longingly, watching as he spread his thighs open and his heavy, wrinkled balls hung heavily into the crevice of his buttocks.
"Do you think she's ready for this, Ed?" the white-haired man asked her husband with a teasing look in his eyes.
"She'd better be ready for all of them pretty soon," Ed growled as he slowly stroked his own stone-hard prick. "I don't think I can wait much longer."
"Oh, I am! I am right now!" she whispered breathlessly, looking back and forth between her watching husband and the corporation president for some hint of what she was to do now.
"Well, then get over here and slip this one up your hungry little pussy first, honey, then we'll worry about the rest," Doud lewdly directed.
Lynn didn't need any further invitation. She straddled him with her knees on either side of his ribs and immediately the old man's bony hands smoothed up her inner thighs to her throbbing, tight cunt-lips, spreading the soft, blonde-fleeced edges open to expose the moist inner pinkness to his lustful gaze. Immediately, his fingertips began to work teasingly over her tiny, erect clitoris, bringing it to a more and more pronounced state until, with a throaty moan, Lynn abruptly leaned up on her knees, encircled his cock with her tiny hand and tried to stuff it into the narrow hole of her waiting vaginal slit.
"Oh, God, it won't go in, it won't fit this time!" she wailed, her firmly heavy breasts swaying and quivering as she squirmed her naked loins frantically over the blunt head of the towering penis. Then, her husband, Ed quickly stepped up and caught hold of her waist while Doud reached down to aim the shaft's fiery mushroom-shaped head directly under the tiny quivering opening of her vagina. At a nod from the older man, Ed put his hand in the small of her back and pressed her body down over the thick rod of hardened flesh.
Momentarily, the fleshy resistance of the huge throbbing head pressing with brutal force against the small elastic opening of her soft moist cunt brought a protesting moan from deep in the young wife's throat, but then it suddenly slipped past the tightness of the outer lips and wedged into the tenderly giving cuntal walls beyond. With a low ecstatic moan, she began to sink down onto the long pole of hardened flesh and the Corporate President slid it up into her like a never-ending greased piston.
Flattening her knees out so that they pressed against Doud's hips, Lynn slipped lower and lower on the shaft, moaning ecstatically all the way down. Then, she lifted herself up on her knees, the soft round mounds of her buttocks rising, so that the thick gleaming penis, glistening in the light from the excited secretions of her vagina came whitely into view, and then, with a soul-rendering gasp, she drove her hips back down again, ramming the whole of his cock up inside her until it crashed hard against her cervix. The petite blonde housewife, her husband watching excitedly, began to jerk rhythmically against him, screwing the tightly clenching lips of her wide stretched vagina up and down the monstrous shaft with increasing speed until she felt as though she were almost ready to have an orgasm.
"Now, Ed, now loosen her little asshole up for Bruno!" the old man grunted as she rode up and down his monstrous prick.
Lynn was hardly aware of anything around her until she felt her husband's fingers parting her nakedly upturned buttocks and probing at the sensitive hairless circle of her anus. Vaguely she remembered her two experiences with George and with Erwin at the party, and she remembered the delights of the strange fingers working lewdly in her back passage. She mewled happily as she felt a middle finger probe, then press into her tiny tight anus, and strained back on it as she rode up and down her husband's superior's monstrously throbbing cock. Then, suddenly she stiffened as she felt the extra pressure of another finger working itself into the tiny passageway. It hurt this time and she jerked forward to escape its painful entry, almost losing contact with the older man's penis as she did so.
"Oh, don't, please, that hurts," she blurted as she suddenly realized that the huge German Shepherd was going to plant his long tapered cock up into her virginal rectum. But, Ed firmly planted the palm of his other hand on the small of her back again, driving her back down on the company president's hardened penis and making it impossible for her to move without hurting herself more. His fingers dug mercilessly into her back passage, expanding it relentlessly as he twisted and turned the fingers in the tight narrow hole, stretching it widely in preparation for the greater assault to come.
"All right, Ed, boy," Doud commanded quietly, and as suddenly as he had shoved the fingers in, Lynn's young, excitedly watching husband pulled them out of her. Lynn heard his footsteps as he moved back from the couch, then the white-haired man excitedly called out again: "Bruno, fuck! Fuck her from behind, boy!"
Lynn felt the cool air moving soothingly over the tiny puckered lips of her finger-stretched rectum for just a moment, then suddenly was pushed forward until her breasts were smashed into Erwin Doud's chest by the weight of the huge hairy beast that had just mounted her naked buttocks behind her. She trembled as she felt the sharp tip of the animal's long tapered cock sliding up and down the now warmly perspiring crevice of her ass, then cried out, writhing violently, as she felt the hard fleshy point find her tightly-clenched anus and press relentlessly against the tight elastic ring. She groaned in torment from her helpless kneeling position, feeling the animals relentless pressure grow stronger until her tender flesh suddenly gave way. She felt the rubbery lips of her futilely clenched little rectum being wedged open to encircle the tip of the lustfully throbbing dog-cock, then shrieked in agony as she felt the long thick shaft slip deeper and deeper into her widely-stretched anal passage pushing the soft rubbery flesh of her back passage in great roaring waves of pain before it.
Tears of anguish began to well up into her tightly closed eyes and overflowed onto her cheeks as the cock in her asshole pressed further until she could feel the thickness of it begin to rub against the monstrous prick of her husband's boss' beneath her, separated only slightly by the thin membrane between her vagina and her back passage. But as she squirmed to escape the inhuman impalement, she suddenly realized that the pain was becoming weirdly pleasurable and she began to move backward to meet the jerking thrusts of the excitedly humping dog's loins.
The panting German Shepherd found a footing on either side of the wide couch, lifting his weight up off the crouching girl as he began to dog-fuck rhythmically in and out of her soft buttocks. She lifted her head and torso up from the old man's chest and began to mewl in delight as the two cocks began skewering into her in a savage rhythm of animalistic lust.
Unable to stand the wild scene before him any longer, the dually impaled young woman's husband kneeled on the side of the couch, his rampant cock in his hand as he kneed forward until its tip grazed her softly crooning lips. At the gentle touch the young blonde opened her eyes and looked at the throbbing rod of hardened male flesh in front of her face. Even in her passion, a trace of a loving smile crossed her lips as she opened her mouth and he slid the blood-filled head up between her ovaled lips and along the length of her tongue, tiny droplets of its lubricating fluid seeping from the hole on the end to fill the warm cavern of her mouth with its pungent male taste. It was all she had needed to make her wildly rising ecstasy complete and she bucked and heaved her curvaceous young nakedness between them as the three desire-hardened cocks fucked into her body at every warmly receptive opening she possessed.
Ecstatic moans of passion escaped around her husband's penis in her mouth and Ed stared down in salacious excitement at the hollowing and bloating of her cheeks as the thick rod slipped in and out of her greedily clasping lips, in time with his company president's huge prick fucking upward in her clasping pussy and the monstrous dog's powerful cock racing in and out of the hot rubbery depths of her rectum.
Lynn was lost in the overpowering sensations and wildly undulated her hips and buttocks as she impaled herself on the two thick shafts fucking into her, squeezing with her cuntal muscles and tensing her buttocks to give the white-haired man and his dog the same pleasure they were bestowing on her. At the same time, she sucked insatiably at her husband's cock in her mouth, bobbing her head rhythmically up and down as he thrust deep up into her hotly working throat. She was almost out of her mind with passion and felt her orgasm approach with the force of a tidal wave.
Then, suddenly, before hers arrived, she felt the fiercely humping dog's cock begin to throb and expand as it pummeled deep into her wide stretched back passage. She ground back against it and felt her own climax begin to erupt as the panting German Shepherd abruptly spewed his white hot load deep into her excitedly pulsing rectum. The corporation president, as if sensing his dog's release, suddenly plunged forward, imbedding his wildly ejaculating cock deep up into her voraciously clenching pussy, pumping his desire-heated sperm far up into the depths of her tight little belly.
The force of their dual orgasms caused her nakedly quivering young body to jerk forward, driving her husband's cock into her madly sucking mouth to the hilt. It too erupted, jetting forth thick streams of the creamy pungent liquid into her mouth and throat, forcing her to swallow desperately to keep from choking on the great gushing spurts that filled her mouth. She swallowed in hard, thick gulps, fastening her lips like an elastic ring tightly around the wildly squirting penis that she loved so much, yet small, lewdly shining droplets still seeped from the corners of her mouth and down to her chin as her semen-drained husband fell back away from her, nearly collapsing on the floor beside the couch. His shrinking penis slithered lifelessly from her still sucking mouth, thin sticky strings of the white creamy sperm stretching lewdly from her lips to his departing cock.
Then, with a low banshee cry, the half insane young wife screwed her buttocks tightly down onto the still-erupting cocks sunk deep in her rectum and vagina. As the dog's deflating cock slipped limply from her ravaged rectum she felt her body shudder violently as the final great gush of pleasure rippled over her completely-used flesh.
It was almost an hour later before the three of them could rouse themselves sufficiently to even consider getting dressed, and the German Shepherd lay dozing happily at the foot of the couch throughout the short business discussion that took place in the tiny sitting room. No one was particularly surprised when Erwin Doud announced that Lynn had passed her "test" with flying colors, but the flushed young couple were pleased and amazed when the old gentleman presented Ed with his certificate of membership to the Executive Club, signed by the founding member, Erwin Doud. And it was agreed that the next day, Ed would find his name on the door of the office of the Vice President in Charge of Industrial Relations.
The Warings were tired but happy as they stepped out of the doorway of Erwin Doud's house on Stuyvesant Square. They paused for a moment at the bottom of the stairs to breath deeply of the brisk winter air, basking in the sweetness of their private and professional success, then Ed suddenly began to chuckle softly.
"What is it, darling?" Lynn smiled warmly up at him.
"You're not going to believe it, but look behind you," Ed grinned, shaking his head ruefully.
Lynn whirled around and gasped as across the square, she saw George McHenry moving up the steps of the Executive Club, a young and obviously rather nervous girl on his arm. The lovely blonde felt a flash of indignance that the man would be already playing his sinister game with another young executive's wife, so soon after he had been caught and chastised by the corporation president. She pulled on Ed's hand, determined to go up and warn the unsuspecting girl of the fate that was in store for her, but her husband gently pulled her back.
"Honey, where do you think you're going?" he said quietly.
"Why, Ed, we have to warn that poor girl…"
"About what?" he prompted gently.
"About what?" she blustered. "Well, look what happened to us!"
"Yeah, look." He hugged her affectionately to him as comprehension crossed her face. "Don't worry, honey… if the girl has `balls', old Erwin's bound to find out about her sooner or later. Besides, if he doesn't, the poor young girl's husband might stay an office boy the rest of his life!"
Happiness radiated around the laughing couple as they crossed the street arm-in-arm and strolled through the snow, a whole new world opened up before their complacent young eyes… theirs, to make of it what they would…