Chapter 10
Bob couldn't believe how his life had changed.
He 'd only been married six months and the whole world had turned up side down for him and he had come up on his feet.
Accepting his new way of life had been the hardest thing that he had ever done, but boy, was he happy that he's been able to manage it.
Tonight was going to be a special night for him-special in so many ways.
He couldn't wait to get home.
The taxi driver was not the talkative type, and that was just as well with Bob. He didn't feel much like talking. Only looking forward to the little party that he was going to throw.
Angelique was excited about it too. She loved parties. Philippe didn't really care one way or the other. He always had a good time when they went to parties, but he was just as happy to stay home with Bob.
"Just pull up there," Bob said, indicating the building where the apartment was. The cab driver did as he was told. Bob paid the fare and disembarked.
He hurried into the building and then into the elevator, pushing the button for his floor and relaxed for the fist time that day.
This was really going to be something, he told himself. Really something.
Angelique was lying on the sofa in the living room when Bob walked into the apartment. She was beautifully dressed in a red gown and she looked lovelier than he had ever hoped his wife could look.
"Bobby!" she cried, delighted to see her husband. She threw her arms around his neck as he stooped over her and they exchanged a really sincere and deep kiss.
"What about me?" Philippe asked.
Bob turned to greet his brother-in-law. The hot young blonde Frenchman was waiting with open arms.
A deep kiss was exchanged between the two of them and Angelique looked on approvingly.
She was so happy that Bob and Philippe got on so well. She was devoted to her brother and this arrangement that the three of them had suited her perfectly.
"Do you want a drink?" Angelique asked.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Bob said. His mouth was full of Philippe's tongue.
"I take that for a yes," his wife said. She went over to the bar that filled one corner of the attractively decorated living room and poured Bob a martini.
Crossing the room, she thrust the glass between the two lovers who were still locked in an embrace.
"you must come up for air," she said. "And this."
Bob took the glass from her and with his arm around Philippe crossed to the sofa.
"Come, sit with us," Bob urged as Angelique crossed toward a chair.
"No," she said. "I want to save my dress. If I sit with you two, we'll get all wrapped up in one another and I'll look a fright by the time the guests arrive. Who is coming?"
Angelique arranged herself in one of the large overstuffed chairs while Philippe and Bob settled into one another on the sofa.
"Oh, Buddy ... " Bob said.
"How wonderful!" Philippe enthused.
"And a few surprises," Bob smiled, sipping on his martini.
"You are so mysterious," Angelique said. "That is what I like about you."
"That's one of the things you like about me," Bob said. "I could name a couple of others."
"Behave yourself," Angelique complained, not seriously.
Bob put his arms around Philippe and gave him another deep kiss.
"I love you," he said simply.
"And I, you," Philippe said, reaching into Bob's crotch and giving his dick a squeeze.
"Will you two stop it before I vomit," Angelique said. She was not serious about this. She really loved the way that Bob and her brother made love openly in front of her.
It was so much better than them sneaking around behind her back, feeling guilty about it. It was healthy. She was all in favor of it.
So long as Bob did not neglect her, of course. And he never did.
BUZZ!
"We have guests," Angelique squealed. She loved to entertain.
Buddy hugged Angelique at the door and gave her a friendly kiss.
"Would you like a drink?" his hostess asked.
"Of course he'd like a drink," Bob jumped in before Buddy could answer. Give him the bottle and he can just curl up in the corner somewhere."
"That isn't what I like to crawl up in a corner with and you know it," Buddy said, coming into the room where Philippe and Bob were sitting, respectably now. Inches apart.
Angelique gave Buddy a martini and poured one for herself. The party could begin now.
An hour later, the room was filled with people. Beautiful women and handsome men. Bob had really gotten together an attractive cast for this party. Angelique was delighted. She hated ugly people. They depressed her.
Bob was really feeling great. He had surrounded himself with some of the most attractive people he had met in the last six months-and , of course, Buddy.
The party was taking an interesting turn. The men were as affectionate with one another as they were with the women they had brought with them. It was turning into quite an experience.
Bob took the lead by reaching into Philippe's crotch and massaging his dick. Philippe responded by reaching into Buddy's crotch and massaging his. The three men were locked into a three-way groping that was getting attention from several corners of the room.
Angelique was delighted. She had remembered how uptight Bob had been at the first "picnic" that she and Philippe had taken him on in France. Now, here he was staging his own.
Philippe's cock was hard when Bob took it out of his pants and he was delighted to see that Buddy was going down on him.
"Suck his cock," Bob said. "He loves it."
Angelique slid over to where the three men were sitting on the sofa and reached up into Bob's crotch and pulled out his dick. She sat between his legs, masturbating him while he watched Buddy go down on Philippe.
Several other people in the room started their own little triangles and quadrangles and soon the place was filled with naked men and women, engaged in lovemaking.
It was a beautiful sight to behold and Bob smiled as he looked around at what he had created.
Angelique unbuttoned Bob's pants and helped him slide them down his legs and took them off. He removed his own shirt and soon was naked as were most of the other people by now.
Buddy had taken off Philippe's pants and was lying on his stomach on the sofa while Philippe stretched out before him.
Buddy's mouth was circling Philippe's thick cock and Bob was being serviced by Angelique as he watched his buddy suck off his brother-in-law. Bob reached a hand over and began to play with Buddy's hot little ass-hole as Buddy continued to suck on Philippe.
Bob knew how great Philippe's dick felt in his mouth and knew that Buddy was really having a good time of it over there.. He slipped a finger into Buddy's ass-hole and was once again amazed at the incredible heat of the young redhead's butt hole. It was as though he had some secret source of fuel in there and Bob knew well what that ass-hole felt like when it was getting fucked.
It was like sticking your dick into molten lava.
Angelique had a hot pussy, and Philippe was probably the best fuck in the room, but there was something about Buddy's ass-hole that really turned Bob on.
Perhaps it was the fact that Buddy's ass-hole was the first one that Bob had ever had anything to do with. Way back there that night that they had both been so drunk that they had passed out at Buddy's Village apartment.
Or maybe it was simply because Buddy had a really hot ass-hole.
Bob concentrated on the fine blowing that Angelique was giving him. He loved the way she tickled his dick with her tongue and played with his nuts with her slender, delicate fingers. She was really good at it. Nearly as good as her brother.
Bob loved the way Philippe sucked him too. The young blonde Frenchman had a special way of using his tongue that no one else had ever demonstrated to him. He loved it. It was exciting and the fact that it was from a young man as handsome as Philippe made it all the more exciting to him. Bob loved having his dick suck and that wasn't all he loved.
He loved every kind of sex, with every kind of attractive partner-female or male. And that realization was his freedom.
He had wasted so much time in his previous life before he had discovered the joys and pleasures of bisexual love. He now knew that this was the natural order of things. At least it was for him.
Nothing else mattered now. He could enjoy having sex with whoever turned him on and not feel guilty about it.
The sense of freedom that that thought gave him was overpowering.
Bob leaned back, his finger up Buddy's butt and enjoyed his wife sucking on his cock while he watched the panoply of sexual activity that was being played out in front of him.
Brenda and Conrad were having a wonderful time over there by the bar with Carl.
Carl was the mailroom boy from Visions. He was a hot young German who had the schlong of death on him. Bob had first noticed him when he got back from the honeymoon. How he had missed the hot young Duetcher stud before that he couldn't imagine. Carl was over six feet tall and built slender, but his ass and his cock made up for any slenderness. He was certainly not "the delicate type."
Brenda was down on her knees, sucking that cock for all she was worth. Bob could see the huge balls swinging as Brenda stroked Carl's huge schlong with her hand and with her mouth.
Meanwhile, behind him Conrad was rimming the hell out of that gorgeous young ass. He was thrusting his tongue deep into the crevice of joy that lay between the hot melons of Carl's butt. He knew what that ass tasted like too. He tasted it many times himself.
And fucked it too. He couldn't wait to get Carl alone in the mailroom some rainy afternoon again and slip him the old ten-inch meatpole.
Brenda was a pretty young girl he had met one night when he had had trouble getting a cab. She was waiting on the same corner that he had been waiting on and when the lone cab that either of them had seen finally came along, they rushed each other for it. As it turned out she lived only a block from where Bob and Angelique and Philippe lived, so they had shared it.
There was something more than attractive about Brenda and Bob and she had come on to each other in the cab. They had made it right there in the cab, too, with the cab driver jerking off while he watched in the rear view mirror.
It had been a wild night and he was glad that Brenda had found Carl. They were good for each other. Carl had the dick of death and Brenda gave a really mean blow job. It was great watching her take care of that piece of meat.
Bob knew what that prick tasted like too.
Conrad was really giving it to Carl's hot butt with that tongue of his, that tongue that Bob knew only so well. He had felt that tongue up his own ass and down his throat and all over his cock.
His cock that Angelique was now so expertly wriggling her little pink tongue all over.
Conrad spread the cheeks of Carl's ass and gave him a really hot licking, sliding that hot tongue up there, wriggling it around and drawing it back to give it to him one more time.
It was incredible to watch that trio while Bob finger fucked Buddy and watched Buddy sucking on Philippe's thick piece of Gallic meat.
Angelique's mouth was really working him over too. Bob loved the feel of it. But felt it was time for a change.
"Rim Buddy," he told her, pulling Angelique up off his cock.
His dutiful wife slipped into position behind Buddy and spread wide the cheeks of his incredibly hot ass and drove that tongue of hers into the hilt. Buddy squirmed with delight as he felt the hot French girl's tongue sliding and slipping in side him. He loved to be rimmed and she really knew how to do it.
Bob stood up beside the couch and let Philippe take his cock into his mouth as Buddy sucked on Philippe.
That wild tongue of Philippe's started doing its work as Bob felt the heat rising from his nuts. He loved the way Philippe sucked and Philippe loved to suck his cock.
Bob felt a hand on his butt and turned around to see that Carl had broken away from Brenda and Conrad who were busy taking care of each other, lying on the floor in a hot sixty-nine position.
"Mind if I join your little party?" Carl asked in his charming German accent.
"Not at all," Bob said. "Be my guest."
Philippe was sucking him wildly and Carl now began the ultimate penetration of his ass. He lubricated his fingers with spit and began by slipping a finger into Bob's ass as Bob bent over Philippe who was getting sucked by Buddy who was getting rimmed by Angelique.
The whole scene was driving Bob up the wall. He loved the way it was working. It was incredible!
He felt the hot fingers probing his butt and reared back, letting Carl slide his fingers inside his ass-hole, warming it up, opening it for the fuck that he knew was coming.
Bob bent over, lifting one foot up onto the couch, opening himself wider for Carl's probing fingers. Carl slipped them in deep, spreading the two fingers that he had inserted. Bob felt his ass-hole giving, accepting the penetration. Carl felt it too.
He kissed Bob on the mouth as he slipped his fingers out of his butt and Bob felt the probing head of Carl's immense dick sliding into place. The dick would hurt-at first. That he knew. But the incredible pleasure that Carl's red hot love tool would give him was worth the pain that the first few seconds would bring.
Carl's dick head slipped inside Bob's butt as Bob gave out a cry of pain.
Philippe's lips clamped down hard on Bob's prick as Carl's dick slid into place. Bob balanced himself and took it all the way.
Angelique looked up and took in the scene. She loved it. Her favorite men were doing it together.
She crawled up from where she had been spread out and walked over to Bob. She grabbed his face in her hands and slipped her tongue inside his mouth as her brother sucked the bejesus out of her husband's hot, thick ten incher. She knew that Bob was loving the fucking that he was getting from Carl and she wanted to increase his pleasure.
Bob took hold of Angelique's breasts and caressed them as he felt the hard plunges of Carl's meat driving deeper and deeper up his old poop chute.
Buddy let go of his long-term sucking on Philippe's cock and moved over to sit on it. Bob watched as Buddy squatted over Philippe's slick, wet prick and slowly lowered himself, letting the cock slide all the way up his ass as he settled into Philippe's lap. Philippe did not lose a stroke on Bob's prick as he kept right on sucking.
The feel of Carl's cock in Bob's ass was wild.
The cock was long, over ten inches.
Probably more like thirteen. It was thick too. Bob loved the way it felt as that big German sausage slipped up his ass-hole.
He bent over, fucking Philippe in the face as he took Angelique's tongue into his mouth, feeling her tits with his hands and ramming his cock down her brother's eager, slurping throat.
Philippe's cock was buried deep inside Buddy's red hot ass-hole and Buddy was jerking himself off. Bob moved slightly, bringing Carl with him and Angelique was able to reach down and take hold of Buddy's cock. She expertly manipulated it while Buddy squirmed on Philippe's cock.
Philippe's hot mouth was swallowing Bob's cock as Bob took all that Carl had to offer. He loved the feel of that big slick dick up his ass and he loved the way Philippe was sucking on him.
Angelique dropped down and took Buddy's prick in her mouth. She sucked on it while Buddy bounced up and down on her brother's thick cock. She was giving him a really good blow job now, just like she had really given him a terrific rimming earlier. Angelique knew what she was doing and Bob knew it.
He had had her so many times over the past few months-while they were in France and since they had gotten married.
The girl was a sex tool, to be used and enjoyed.
He was happy that she liked Buddy. Because Buddy was his best friend. His best fuck-buddy too.
There was nothing fast or furious about the way Angelique sucked cock. She loved to suck it and she did a good job. Most women couldn't give a decent blow job. Bob had found that out when he started getting sucked off by other guys. Men knew what turned other men on. Women usually didn't have a clue. But Angelique was an exception.
She could suck cock with the best of the boys.
And Philippe was the best boy that Bob had ever known. His ass, his moth, every part of him-including that terrific cock that was now ramming the hell out of Buddy-that boy was made for sex and nothing else.
Philippe's grip on Bob's cock had not stopped since he began sucking on him. And now Carl was really letting him have it up the ass. Bob loved the feel of it, the whole idea of it turned him on. Getting fucked by another man was something that he never had thought would have happened to him, but now that he knew what it was all about, he couldn't get enough of it.
Bob grabbed Philippe's head and force fucked him as Buddy wriggled his butt and took all the cock that Philippe had to offer, which was considerable.
The young French boy could take anything that Bob could give him. It was wild, he could take Bob's whole thick ten-incher down his throat and not gag. He was doing it now. Taking that cock, sucking on it, taking every fucking inch of it.
Bob felt the hot explosion inside his ass-hole and knew that Carl was coming. He gripped the meat tight with his ass muscles, feeling the spasms as Carl cut loose, filling his ass with thick, white, creamy jizz.
Buddy was really getting it too, getting his ass fucked by that hot cock of Philippe's. Angelique dived down into the red muff of Buddy's crotch, taking his thick beer can cock all the way down her sweet little throat.
She sucked it down and Bob could tell that Buddy was really getting a good time of it. He knew that tongue of Angelique's. He knew the wild things that she could do with it. MAYBE she had learned some of them from her brother, because Philippe was the only other person who could come near to Angelique in the blow-job department.
Brother and sister, two terrific cocksuckers and Bob considered himself the luckiest man in the he world to have them both-to be married to one of them and to have the other one right here in the house all the time. Ready to do anything that he wanted ... any time he wanted it.
Carl pulled his cock out of Bob's ass and limped away-spent.
Philippe pulled his face away from Bob's cock and Bob moved around to let Philippe suck the cum out of his as. Philippe loved to suck Bob's ass and Bob loved to have his ass-hole sucked out.
He could feel the hungry tongue sliding in there, licking out the sweet cum that Carl had dropped into him. He could feel the warm, wet tongue all the way up inside him.
Philippe's hot mouth was doing it to him. He knew that Philippe was ready to cum up Buddy's ass too. He could tell by the way Philippe was gasping and humping on the couch while Buddy bounced up and down on him.
Angelique came up to Bob and knelt in front of him. She had finished sucking Buddy and now was ready to take her husband's load while her brother sucked out his ass-hole.
Bob felt that incredible tongue of hers. He loved the feel of it as it slashed around his cockhead and up and down the sides of it. He grabbed her pretty face and fucked the shit out of it while Philippe rammed his tongue deep, deep into Bob's ass-hole, sucking out Carl's dripping cum.
Bob felt the explosion in himself and he let go. Flooding Angelique's mouth with his load.
At the same time, Philippe cut loose with his wad and filled Buddy's hot ass with his cream.
Bob could feel the electric shudder rush through both their bodies as they lost their loads at the same time: Bob's into Angelique's hot sucking mouth and Philippe's into Buddy's red hot butt hole.
God! The heat of Buddy's ass-hole!