Chapter 4
Carol took the news of her father's death calmly, as Adam was confident she would. Having decided not to wait for the heart attack to claim him, he put his estate into perfect order, then celebrated his passing with Scotch and sleeping pills.
She was sitting in the garden reading, her second favorite pastime. Adam was visiting Beth in her room, and their attire made it clear that they had no intention of reading.
Compared to the man, who was naked, Beth was overdressed in bra, panties, garter belt and nylons as they lounged on her bed sipping drinks and chatting. He had already made it clear to her that despite his delight with his new bride, Beth would not be ignored.
A major part of the delight of the whole situation was that he did not have to hide from his wife that fact that he was enjoying sexual relations with the attractive maid. In her first couple of weeks as his wife, Carol had seen Adam, three or four times, perform cunnilingus on the maid. When he told her it was perfectly all right, Carol accepted that unquestioningly and found it enjoyable to watch her husband and the dark haired beauty writhing in lust. She once received a magnificent thrill when Adam brought them to the bedroom and performed cunnilingus on the two of them, later having sexual intercourse with her in the kneeling position while Beth lay under her, fondling and sucking her dangling breasts.
"You really are going to let me have her too, aren't you, Adam?" Beth asked.
"But of course, my dear. How could you possibly doubt it?"
"Oh, I didn't doubt it, really, I guess I'm just getting impatient to taste her sweet little honey pot."
"Well, Beth," he told her as he reached around her to unhook her bra, "we'll commence her education in that department this evening."
"Oh how wonderful," Beth replied, beaming, as she helped him take her bra off and gave him a breast to suck. "I was beginning to get jealous, I fear."
"Jealous?" he said, sharply after pulling away from the big breast suddenly. "You know I don't permit you to indulge in such selfish traits."
"I'm sorry, Adam. It's just so difficult getting used to having a beautiful young thing like her as your wife. I promise I'll work at it and not be jealous again. I haven't let it show, have I?"
"No dear, you haven't. Still, perhaps I should punish you a little for daring to be jealous of my wife when she is not jealous of you. How long is it since I've spanked you?"
"More than a week."
"How bloody awful of me," he said, frowning, "no wonder you were getting jealous. I'll have to make up for that one without delay."
Although he had termed it punishment, Beth gave a glad cry and threw herself into his arms, kissing him passionately and rubbing her body against his as they fell back onto the bed.
"Are you ready to spank me now, dear?" she asked as his hands moved around her to feel her fleshy bottom through the sheer, black nylon panties.
"I think I'll call Carol to come and watch. It will be good for her to see how a woman can take and enjoy a really sound spanking. Besides, you know how I enjoy having an audience when I spank."
"When you spank?" Beth asked, giggling, "You love to have an audience for everything, you exhibitionist."
Pretending anger, he gave her a dozen brisk spanks all over the seat of her clinging panties. Beth was still giggling as Adam got off the bed and went to the window. The window was open and his erect penis stuck out through it as he called to Carol to come and join them. As much as she was enjoying the book, a treatise on the futility of applying logic to politics, she dropped the book to the grass and almost ran into the house.
More and more, the sight of his erect penis was becoming magnetic to her. She saw that he was in Beth's bedroom and as she hurried to him, she wondered which of them would enjoy the task of softening that stiff arm of muscle and draining the big, hairy sack which swung below.
Carol had been wearing a halter and shorts in the garden, but us she walked into the bedroom to join the couple, she had the halter in one hand and was working on the fastening of her shorts. In a moment, she stepped out of them, braless and lovely in sheer, sunshine yellow nylon panties.
Pulling her panties down, she took them off and playfully tossed them at her husband who caught them and raised them to his nose, inhaling deeply.
"My, but you must have been warm out there," he observed, sniffing the warm nylon again.
"I was. What are we going to do."
"To begin with, my dear, you are going to watch while I take this naughty girl's panties off and spank her chubby bum. Don't be alarmed when you see how severely I spank her. In time, you too will want the same, but you're not ready for such severity yet."
Sitting on an armless chair, his knees apart, Adam had the maid kneel between his legs and take the head of his penis in her mouth while he scolded her and fondled her breasts, her nipples erecting quickly.
After that, she stood and he took her panties down and helped her step out of them. As she lay across his thighs, the garter belt and suspenders framed her spank area nicely, giving the man added inspiration that he didn't really need to spank her.
In the beginning, Carol was afraid when she saw the severity with which Adam spanked Beth's big but firm buttocks. The maid cried almost from the beginning, and yet, as she heaved over his lap, kicking her lovely, nylon sheathed legs, it was obvious that she was really enjoying it.
After that, it was easy for Carol to enjoy it too. The sight of another woman being spanked was almost as exciting to Carol as the feel of being spanked herself. She wondered if Adam would spank her as well when he finished with Beth's lush nether cheeks.
But Carol was going to have to wait a long time to learn whether or not she was to be spanked as the man showed no sign of stopping even after the plump cheeks took on the color of deep red roses but with a heat which no rose could have withstood.
At last, with a final quick shower of spanks, Adam told the maid that her spanking was finished and helped her to her feet. At once, she clutched her buttocks with both hands and, still crying, went into a very erotic little impromptu dance, her breasts bouncing to the delight of the watching couple.
"Go to Carol now, Beth," Adam told her, "and let her see and feel what a severe spanking does to a lady's bum. I want my dear wife to know what the future holds in that respect."
Beth was only sobbing then and as she walked to the bed, her wet eyes were shining with passion.
"Oh, Carol darling," she said between sobs, "that was a delicious spanking. Look and feel. Oh God, what a man."
Carol was impressed by Beth's words and the look of rapture on her face, but she was even more impressed by what she saw as the woman turned to display her glowing buttocks.
"Feel, darling," Beth urged, "feel how hot they are. I know that tingle will last for hours. I'm almost coming now," she added, rubbing her thighs together and setting her lovely red hemispheres in motion.
Carol touched one cheek and pulled her hand away in surprise at the searing heat she found there. She replaced the hand quickly on the cheek and brought her other hand to the matching mound.
"I didn't know a bum could get so hot," she exclaimed as she massaged both cheeks. "Did you really enjoy being spanked so hard?"
"Of course, silly," Beth giggled and swayed her bottom, "why else do you think I'd be on the verge of coming right now. My cunt is hotter than my arse. Have a feel."
The woman parted her legs and Carol slipped a hand into her crotch. What she found there was confirmation of what the maid told her.
"All right, you two," Adam called to them, "come to the bed now and let's provide a happy ending to this little game."
Before they reached the bed, he was lying on his back, his legs pressed together, his erect penis swaying with desire, looking for all the world like a serpent about to strike.
"Carol, dear," he told her as she approached eagerly, "you ride my cock while Beth lets me feel that lovely, hot arse riding my face. I think I can take rather good care of the two of you right now."
Both women straddled him, Carol facing Beth's back as they prepared for the delicious double assault on the man. Only a few evenings previously, Adam had taught his bride how to mount him, impale herself on his penis and ride him slowly.
Beth, needless to say, needed no training in mounting the man's face, first giving him a massage with her big, red buttocks, then fitting her vulva to his mouth. As always, she allowed him to get her crotch nicely wet, then interrupted his lapping of her by giving him a complete facial with her wet crotch.
Adam experienced ecstasy at that point while his lovely young wife slowly posted with the grace of a skilled equestrienne, his long pole sliding in and out of the warm tightness of her slit, rubbing her sensitized clitoris and keeping her trembling with lust.
"Ooh, lover man," Beth sighed, "I've got a nice surprise for you. Get ready to take a deep breath."
Again Beth interrupted the act of cunnilingus as she changed her position, pressed her behind down on him so that his nose was pressed into her crack, the tip of it close to her anus.
A beatific smile came over her face as she gave a little grunt, then thrilled the man with the sound of a soprano fart.
At that, Carol laughed so loudly that she almost fell off her perch. No longer riding him, the motion of her body as she laughed caused the stiff penis to move in short, exciting strokes.
For a long time, Adam gripped the hips of the woman strongly, his nose buried in the valley of her bum, inhaling deeply.
"That's his very favorite perfume, dear," Beth told the girl who continued to sit on his penis, "asses of roses."
Carol laughed again, then resumed her ride while Beth, her anal perfume vial drained, pressed her vulva to his mouth again and felt his tongue lapping again.
Of the three, Carol was first to achieve orgasm, pressing down on him, his penis buried to the hilt inside her as she squirmed and groaned in ecstasy.
Before she recovered from the explosion and resumed riding the slippery pole, Beth went off and gave Adam another thrilling facial with her crotch, neither caring that she almost suffocated him in the process.
While that was still going on, Adam gave a muffled groan, the head of his penis expanded even more and Carol, knowing he was going to ejaculate, pressed down hard, grinding her bottom on him as he spurted.
After the women had dismounted, one lay on each side of the man as all three rested from their erotic labors.
They dined early that evening, and all ate lightly since Adam had promised the women a busy evening. After the meal, they chatted easily over coffee and cognac until Adam decided it was time for his wife to be initiated into the art of lesbian lust.
"I have a very special surprise for you, Carol darling," he said as he sat beside her on the couch, his hand moving under the hem of her dress.
"How nice, dear," she replied with enthusiasm, "I love the surprises you give me. What is it to be?"
"You are to go to our room with Beth. There, she will teach you a new and very exciting way of making love. You must do everything she tells you to and in so doing, you will find wonderful pleasure."
"But won't you be there?" Carol asked her husband, a little frown of disappointment on her beautiful face.
"Don't worry about me, my sweet, I shall be sharing your pleasure with you all the way. Kiss me first, my dear, then go with Beth and prepare for a new ecstasy."
She kissed him hotly on the mouth, then got up from the couch. As she did, Beth bent over to kiss the man and, while their mouths fused wetly, he slipped a hand under her dress to fondle her thighs and buttocks as well as her crotch, thinking as he did, that he would soon be watching his wife's mouth pressing in that same place. He was confident that Beth would make her enjoy cunnilingus.
Hurrying to the adjacent room, Adam took up his position close to the screen where a comfortable chair, as well as a table containing drinks had been placed earlier to ensure that he would enjoy comfort as well as excitement during the performance that was being prepared for him.
He listened as Beth told Carol that she was going to seduce her, lesbian style. She told the girl that she would act a little shy and nervous in the beginning, and should even cry a little if she could.
"I'll do my best," Carol promised. "I hope I can do it the way you want. I don't really know anything about this, you know."
"That's all right, darling," Beth assured her, "I know enough for two. Just leave everything to me. All you have to do is be the timid, frightened little virgin."
Both fully dressed, they sat on the bed and Beth slipped an arm around the girl's waist. In a low, warm tone, just loud enough for Adam to hear through the screen, Beth told the girl how beautiful she was and how much she had wanted to make love to her the first time she saw her.
After talking a little more, Beth took Carol's chin in her hand, tilted her face upward and kissed her lightly on the mouth. When Carol returned the kiss too eagerly, Beth gave her a whispered reminder that she was supposed to put up some resistance.
Determined to perform well, Carol protested convincingly as the woman began to fondle her breasts through her light dress, alternating that with little feels of her thighs both through and under her dress. After forcing a particularly passionate kiss on the girl, Beth got to her feet and took her dress off.
"What are you doing, Beth?" Carol asked, her voice trembling as she played her role to the hilt.
"I'm just getting comfortable, dear. We're going to do some nice things together. Don't you like the way I look in bra and panties?"
"Oh yes, Beth, you're so pretty, but I'm afraid. It's not right for two women to do things like this."
"Don't be silly, my little beauty," Beth told her with a smile as she returned to the bed and began unfastening the girl's dress."
Carol continued her pretended protests, but her dress was soon off and Beth was fondling her body avidly, whispering words of beauty and love as she brought her mouth to Carol's for an even more passionate kiss.
As the kiss ended, Beth's bra fell away and she guided trembling hands to her breasts, encouraging the girl to fondle them and to tease the nipples with her soft fingers until they elongated and turned hard and darker in color.
When Carol was too shy to take one into her mouth, Beth held her with a hand behind her head and fed a nipple and a portion of lush white meat into her mouth as it opened wide to accept the fleshy offering.
Gradually though, they were beginning to lose control of the game as passion took over in both writhing bodies. Carol was able to make only a feeble pretense of protest as her bra was removed and Beth fondled and sucked her breasts, marvelling at both their size and silken sheathed firmness.
With her wet mouth still glued to one of Carol's breasts, Beth managed to push her panties partially down, then she turned and jerked them down her long legs and over her feet, tossing them aside.
"No, don't," Carol managed a final protest as Beth's hands reached for her little panties.
"Oh, yes, I will, you luscious little beauty, I'm not only going to strip your panties off, but I'm going to get my face between those smooth thighs and suck your delicious little cunt until you scream."
"Oh no, Beth, you mustn't do that. It isn't right for you to suck my cunt."
There was little protest in the girl as she raised her buttocks from the bed so that Beth could pull them down. A second later, her panties dropped to the floor and Carol let out a little cry as Beth pulled her willing thighs apart, gazed at the hot, pink core area, then rubbed the warm crotch with her whole hand, causing Carol to squirm with abandoned lust.
"Oh yes, baby," Beth panted, "I'm going to get my mouth right down on that luscious little pussy of yours and get my tongue right inside to lick up all your honey. You're going to do the same to me too."
"But I've never done anything like that, Beth. I'm young and innocent."
"You're eighteen, baby and old enough to learn to lap a twat. You haven't lived until you've tasted cunt and you are going to right now. Roll over, baby, and prepare to get your quiff licked."
There was a brief, erotic tussle on the bed, then they were lying on their sides, each with her face buried in the crotch of the other.
Through the screen, Adam heard the wet, sucking sounds as he gazed at the writhing tangle of the two nudes. Right from the start of the performance, his erect penis had been poking out through the open front of his pants, but then as the pair writhed through cunnilingus, his hand wrapped around the stiff shaft and, without realizing what he was doing, he was masturbating, aware of nothing in the world except the women locked in their lesbian embrace on the bed.
He heard their cries of ecstasy as climax swept over them, and only then realized that he too was groaning and that his semen was spurting all over the wall in front of him. It annoyed him a little that he had lost his charge, but not enough to spoil his rapture.
"You mean we didn't even get you worked up?" Beth asked when he walked into the room, his spent penis hanging limp between his legs.
"Worked up hell," he growled, but with a smile, "You two put on such a show that I bloody well went off in the air."
At his words and his hangdog expression, both women laughed uproariously.
"You remind me of the limerick," Beth teased. "What limerick?" he demanded. "Oh you know:
There was a young man from Auclair,
Who was taking his tail on a chair.
On the twenty-first stroke, the furniture broke,
So he finished his fuck in the air."
Although he tried to resist, Adam had to join in their laughter. There would be many more fucks, he told himself, and they would not finish in the air either.