The Wife and The Student Part Three

It had been almost three weeks since Barry had come off the night shift to find his Wife in bed with the two students. Jane vividly remembered the look on the boys faces when they were roughly brought out of their slumbers, opening their eyes to the sight of the big middle-aged man ramming his naked Wife from behind, while she stood legs wide apart bending over the bed.

Barry had pointed at one boy and ordered him to fill his Wife‘s mouth with his cock.

‘Don’t think of rushing off. I’ve been through your clothes and confiscated some of your personal belongings – including your phones.’

As the man pounded away against Jane’s backside he slapped her hard on each arse cheek. To the surprise of the boys the housewife made no complaint and offered no resistance, willingly opening her mouth to take in the tired semi-erect cock of the chosen student. When Barry had satisfied his animal lust he stared hard at the two naked boys.

‘Right!’ snapped the agitated husband. ‘You get to have a Shower – then come downstairs and I’ll let you have your clothes back. I haven’t decided what to do with you yet.’

It was fifteen minutes before the first boy came down to the living room, filled with humiliation by having to stand in front of Barry totally naked. Jane sat silently on the couch looking very pensive, barely covered by a short robe. Though frightened the boy couldn’t resist trying to see between her legs, wondering if she had on underwear. His cock twitched.

‘So you’ve spent the night fucking my Wife while I’ve been at work,’ Barry stated. ‘Looks like you might have made a good job of it.’

The boy was shocked to see the husband admiring his penis. ‘You seem very well-endowed. Is your mate just as well hung?’

The boy didn’t answer – Jane did that for him. ‘Yes, he is.’

To the boys alarm Barry reached out and cupped his hand under the boys private parts. Involuntarily blood rushed into his penile veins and his cock began to stand to attention.

‘Yes,’ said Barry, ‘I’m sure you gave her a good time.’

Barry threw a pile of clothing toward the student, and did the same when his friend entered the room. The second boy stared confused, wondering why his buddy sported a full erection.

‘Can we have our phones, please?’

‘No. You can phone a taxi and get your arses out of here while I get some sleep. I want you both back here no later than three this afternoon. Then I’ll have decided what to do about you both. Maybe then I’ll return your phones.’

When the boys finally left Barry went to his bed, his Wife showered and got on with her day.

Just before three the doorbell rang. Jane answered and simply asked the students to come through to the lounge; Barry was sat in his dressing gown, he had enjoyed a good sleep. Jane wore a short slightly flared summer dress buttoned down the front.

‘My Wife has told me most of what you got up to last night,’ Barry told the boys who sat opposite him on the couch. ‘You had quite an amazing little orgy. Must have been a big thrill for two lads your age having way out Sex with a mature woman – a broad minded and Sex-mad mature woman. Hope you’re not going to deny you loved every minute of it and hoped you’d get the chance to do it again. Well – were you already looking forward to doing it again – fucking my Wife front and rear? Come on, answer me!’

Sheepishly and nervously, wondering whether the big man would become violent the boys simply gave a slight nod of the head.

Barry stood up and pulled his Wife toward him standing her to face the boys, holding her from behind. He ran his hands over her breasts.

‘Does watching this turn you on?’ He demanded to know. Jane stood submissively still. ‘Does it?’ He asked again. There were faintly audible mumbles of the affirmative.

‘How about this,’ asked Barry with a smirk. He began to undo the buttons of her dress. The boys suddenly realised the older woman wasn’t wearing a bra. Her husband pulled aside the front of her dress and exposed her tits.

‘Take off your trousers – both of you!’ Awkwardly and clumsily the lads obeyed. When Barry beckoned the boy whose cock he had handled to come forward Jane took a deep sigh, keeping her eyes fixed on the outline of his erect cock trapped under the thin material of his underwear.

When the lad came close Barry slowly inched his Wife‘s dress higher and higher.

‘See,’ he told the boy, ‘She’s not wearing any panties either – step closer – play with her tits. Barry remained behind his Wife holding her around the waist with one arm while the lad fumbled. Jane was naked from waist down.

After just a minute Barry issued another order. ‘Drop your underpants and kick them off.’

When the boy did just that he fully expected Jane to be instructed to reach out and hold his penis. Instead it was Barry who reached out and taking the boys cock in his hand drew him just a little nearer and rubbed the purple helmet up and down his Wife‘s vaginal crack. The boy began to breathe very heavily.

‘Come here you,’ he ordered the second boy, indicting he should stand slightly to Jane’s left. ‘Take my Wife‘s hand and place it round your penis.’

Having watched what had been happening the second boy was already as stiff as a poker. Jane happily wrapped her fingers around the boy’s hard shaft and began to pull the foreskin back and forth, at the same time pushing her hips against the tip of the first boys dick which was still being rubbed on her Vagina by the hand of her husband.’

‘Push your cock inside, Jane,’ he hissed in a low whisper. ‘Fuck her, while I hold her!’ Barry continued to control the movements still holding the base of the lads penis. Then he let go, moved his hand to the rear of the boy and pressed him toward his Wife‘s cunt. He held the boy’s bottom forcing the student to fully penetrate his Wife.

‘Fuck her hard!’

Barry held his Wife tight and steady while the boy’s cock worked like a piston ramming into her cunt. He commanded the other boy who Jane was wanking to lean in and suck her tits. Jane was almost the first to reach Orgasm, pipped to the post by the lad who was fucking her. When the second boy cried out it was Barry who dropped to the floor to take the jism from the gushing penis in his mouth. Barry sucked the boys cock dry swallowing his entire ejaculation. None of the boys complained about Barry’s conduct.

One person who escaped all this extreme behaviour was young Eric. In the short time he had been away from his domineering mother his social life and capability had come on in leaps and bounds – has had his Sex life. He was even ready to bring home a girl to meet Jane and Barry.

Jane however had reservations about her – something didn’t gel. The opportunity came for Jane to try and delve into the girl’s motives and see what made her tick. After the girl made a few visits to the house Jane had a couple of things to iron out. Jane invited her round for a coffee or, she suggested, maybe a glass or two of wine. The girl, Mae, plumbed for the wine so an evening date was set when Barry was on nights and Eric out with college friends doing a film project.

Jane wasted no time in getting to the point. On pouring the second glass of wine she jumped straight in.

‘Tell me Mae,’ Jane began calmly, ‘I have to ask – what does an experienced girl like you see in a very lovely but naive and awkward lad like Eric?’

‘But that’s why I like him,’ Mae answered, ‘That’s the attraction, naive and innocent.’

‘You look like you’ve been round the block a time or two, Mae, I’m guessing you like men more than boys, even though you are… what, only twenty years old – you look like you’ve had plenty of experience, sexually and otherwise.’

‘Whatever gave you that idea, Jane? By the way, I’m 19yrs old – but yes I’ve learned a lot about life – and Sex.’

‘Most students refer to me as Mrs Watts, until invited to do otherwise.’ Jane told her quietly.

‘I’m not ‘most students’ am I – Jane – I’m a little more worldly wise.’

Jane smiled – seems she had a rival – a 19yr old student who thought she might have the upper hand. That was okay, it meant that the older woman could skip a few steps and make much progress.

Mae continued. ‘Eric has progressed really fast in all ways – Jane – I find him very sweet. The thing is though, when we have had Sex – a skill of which he is getting quite good at – he always finishes up talking about you. I guess then that apart from teaching him a few social skills you’ve given him some practical, hands on instruction in Sex. Am I right – Jane?’

Yes, thought Jane – I definitely have a rival! It was time for Jane to show her self confidence and put this girl in her place. When Mae asked if there was any more wine Jane told her go to the kitchen and get another bottle. She watched the sexy young girl, short skirt with a slit, ample bosom, showing plenty cleavage, sultry expression, full lips, full of herself.

‘Would you like me to pour you another glass – Jane?’

‘Yes please’ said Jane. ‘Don’t drink too much and make yourself ill though, you’re only a young girlie yet – don’t want you being sick all over my carpet.’

‘Girlie? Oh come on Jane! I’m having Sex with a young guy you’ve just taught how to progress from having a wank. I’ve been with some powerful men.’

‘Really? Well let me tell you Mae, If you call me Jane in that tone of voice once more I’ll come over there, empty the bottle over your fucking head and ram it up your cunt wide end first and bring tears to your eyes! Opening your legs for a cock isn’t a skill – no matter how much money the man has.’

Mae went a little quiet.

‘I’ve noticed you enjoy exposing the tops of your legs to my husband, treating him to a flash of your knickers.’

‘If he likes to look… well then! Is this what it’s all about, you’re peeved and jealous?’

‘No, not at all. Like you’ve mentioned, Mae – I’ve been fucking young Eric.’

‘Wow! Now you are being direct, erm.. Mrs Watts.’

‘You can call me Jane, sweetheart. Seems we both enjoy that same thing. Sexual adventure. I wondered if you’d like to take flashing in front of my husband a stage further – give him a real thrill? He deserves a treat.’

Mae looked deep in thought.

‘How much further?’

‘As far as you’re prepared to go.’

‘It would freak Eric out.’

‘We will make sure Eric isn’t here – at least not to begin with. Just you, me and my husband. More guys later maybe. I can organise some interesting parties – in fact I already do from time to time.’

‘Bloody Hell.’ Mae exclaimed.

‘So is this out of your league, Mae? A step too far?’

Mae got up and poured herself another glass of wine.

‘I wouldn’t say that, Jane.’ She looked very aroused by the thought. ‘I think your husband gets turned on very easily, I don’t have to show much.’

‘Well then, we can see what happens when you go the extra mile. You like fucking, I like fucking, my husband likes fucking. We can have some fun. Maybe sometime we can both fuck Eric together too.’

‘I’m beginning to really like you Mrs Watts,’ smiled Mae.

‘Then bring your drink over here and come and sit next to me.’

‘Are you bisexual, Jane?’

‘Well, I don’t know, that’s something I still have to explore. What about you Mae – I expect you’ve already had experience with other females?’

‘Just a little.’ The girl answered with a fake shy smile.

Now they were sat together Jane looked her over making it very obvious she had some desire to take the next step.

‘I must admit I’ve been admiring your cleavage, Mae. You must let me know where you buy your bras and lingerie – good fit and expensive no doubt – I like the way it lifts your tits and brings them together. You have great legs and a nice arse too.

‘Would you like a better look, Jane?’

‘If you don’t mind a woman old enough to be your mother lusting over you – yes, I would.’

‘Old enough to be my mum, maybe – but I bet you know how to give a good time,’ said Mae in a very sexy and sultry tone.

‘Shall I take your glass of wine and put them down before we spill it all over the couch?’ suggested Jane.

‘I think that’s a good idea – we both know what we want next.’

Just thirty seconds later the lips of the two females pressed against each other in a passionate kiss, their hands wandered, caressing tits, fumbling in an attempt to remove each others outer clothing. Tops came off, breasts were freed from bra cups and nipples were played with and sucked. Jane was first to slide her hand up between the young girls thighs and feel the dampness of her panties. She curled her fingers inside the gusset to part her labia and rub her clitoris. Mae felt herself go weak and and gave sighs of approval before taking Jane’s left nipple between her teeth, gently nibbling then sucking. Jane already wished there was a third person present who could be fucking her at the same time.

The evening finished with Jane removing her panties, sitting on the edge of the couch and having the girl knelt between her wide open legs having her head cradled while she used tongue and lips to bring the older woman to Orgasm. Jane reciprocated having Mae laid out on the carpet knees bent and cunt exposed enjoying the extra treat of the older woman’s tongue licking and pushing against her anus before she expertly brought her to the heights of passion.

Jane knew this would be the first of many other very good times. A plan was forming in her head.

A few nights later Barry heard the doorbell ring and dragged himself up from the couch. He opened the door to find Mae standing there looking very delectable and sexy. He skirt was hardly covering her panties.

‘Hi, Mr Watts, I’ve come so see your Wife.’

‘She’s out Mae, sorry. Is it about something I can help with?’

‘Damn, I thought she’d be expecting me; maybe I’ve got the wrong night. Don’t think you can help Barry.’

‘Well you could come in and wait, but she might be a while.’

‘It’s okay, I’ll come back some other time – thanks anyway.

She turned to go.

‘Actually, there is something you can help me with – can I use your bathroom, I’m bursting, I think I’m getting damp. Oops, sorry I shouldn’t have told you that – too much information! But I really need a pee.’

‘Carry on, you know where it is,’ Barry told her opening the door wider to beckon her through.

While Mae was upstairs Barry slouched back on the couch picturing her in that impossibly short skirt, tight, accentuating her firm well rounded tits – 38c he guessed, looked bigger due to her narrow back.

‘Thanks Barry, another minute and I would have wet my knickers – peed down my legs.’

Barry laughed. He had not seen this side of her character before. Now he was visualising her wet panties and seeing piss pour down her legs.

‘Seeing as you are here, Mae, can I offer you a drink?’

‘Okay then, why not. Gin and Tonic if you have it, please.’

Barry stood to get her drink and poured himself a large whisky. He went into the kitchen to get some ice. When he returned he had to take in a deep breath. Mae was sat on the couch thighs parted enough to show a little triangle of pink lace between her legs.

‘Will Eric be showing up, soon?’ Barry enquired.

‘No, Barry, Eric will be busy all evening – just like your Wife, apparently. I take it, it is okay to drop the formalities, to call you by your first name?’

‘Of course,’ Barry assured her, smiling.

‘So, Barry, there’s just me and you here for most of the evening – I can stay and keep you company if you like.’

‘I’m sure you have better things to do than spend the evening with a man my age, sweetheart!’ Barry told her.

‘Not really,’ Mae told him, with a seductive tone in her voice. She opened her legs as far as they would comfortably go, knowing the man was staring between her legs. ‘But if you prefer that I go, I’ll just finish my drink.’

‘You’re making it very tempting, Mae.’ Barry told her. ‘Are you teasing me – are you a prick teaser?’

‘I’d Love to tease your prick Barry.’ Mae used her sexiest tone and smiled seductively at the older man. ‘I’m not teasing though – I’m advertising that I’m willing if you want Sex with me. Eric is very cute and really is good at Sex. But sometimes I desire an older more experienced man who can give me something more, make me behave like a little whore. I was just thinking Barry, if Jane is going to be late and Eric is out of the way – me and you alone here… well! I know you like looking at me, I’ve often given you a good view and seen your reaction.’ The girl let her hands drift between her legs pull her panties to one side to finger her Pussy.

‘I may be tempted to call you Uncle Barry while your fucking me.’

Barry took out his cock and slowly massaged it, breathing very heavily.

‘You’re an extremely wicked girl, Mae. Do I remind you of your Uncle?’

‘You’re not unlike him – he likes looking at me – letting me see how aroused it makes him feel.’

‘And did you sit like you are now for your Uncle?’

‘Might have done.’

Barry was now panting for breath. ‘And did he sometimes get his cock out in front of you too – and play with it?’

‘Shall I show you what Uncle likes, Barry?’

‘Yesssssss!’

Mae, stood before Barry and dropped her knickers, kicking them away, she played with her cunt a moment longer opening her flaps. Sinking to her knees she leaned forward and took Barry’s cock into her mouth sucking and wanking him with glee until she knew it was time to ease off. Giving him a minute to regain control she stepped over him and sank down impaling her self on his throbbing member, then moved up and down slowly. She put her tongue in his ear then whispered.

‘Uncle likes me to be a very naughty girl… to do this… slowly… then he would hold me and bounce me up and down and give me a hard fucking. Fuck me hard Uncle Barry!’

Barry groaned loudly grabbed the girls buttocks and rammed his cock into her, pummelling her with the force of a piston engine.

‘Would you like me to be your naughty girl, Barry?’ She cooed.

‘And I’ll be your wicked Uncle, Mae, and fuck your little arse off! But you have to do what Uncle tells you!’

‘Deal!