..Continued from part 2.
“Look here!” squawked Arthur indignantly. He felt that things were really getting out of control.
“Look where?” snarled Joey. “This is what you brought her over here for, isn’t it?”
“Not like this,” mumbled Arthur in confusion. He couldn’t believe this was happening. This wasn’t how he pictured things going at all.
“Don’t be mean to Arty,” pouted Eleanor defiantly. “I won’t do anything he doesn’t want me to do.”
“Ellie, you know he wants you to do it,” said Joey soothingly. “He just can’t admit it.”
Eleanor looked at her husband quizzically and bit her lip in consternation. She could tell what he was thinking. He wouldn’t mind her stripping if Joey wasn’t around. Joey wasn’t supposed to be part of the picture. Yet, here he was, wagging his big dick around and taking control of the whole situation. Eleanor found herself attracted to the sheer wrongness of stripping for Joey. It would be a deep affront to Arthur for his wife to strip for the same sort of dumb jock that used to cause him such grief. And yet, she yearned to do it. She wanted Joey to take control of her and put his dick in her while Arthur sat and watched. As she looked at her husband, she wondered if Arthur would get off on it too. She found it very odd that he hadn’t protested more so far. She decided to test the waters and see how upset Arthur would get.
“How about if I just take my shirt off?” Eleanor asked Arthur meekly.
“It’s too weird with him here,” said Arthur, nodding toward Joey, his heart racing.
“Is it?” asked Eleanor shakily. “Let’s just see.” And she went ahead and stripped her t-shirt off and stood there topless except for her bra. Lester and Herman’s eyes bulged out of there heads as they stared at her breasts, barely constrained by her lacy bra. She fought the urge to cross her arms over her bosom and she turned and jutted her chest out for Joey to see. “What do you think, Joey?” she asked, slightly abashed.
“Aww, yeah,” he laughed raucously. “I knew you were a slut. A nerd with a great rack, you can’t hold her back.” He tugged unconsciously on his cock while he ogled her pale, quivering cleavage.
Eleanor glanced at her husband as he sat there gaping like a fish out of water. The fact that he didn’t jump up and shout told her all she needed to know.
“What do you think of my boobs, Lester? Am I signalling reproductive fitness?” she asked coyly. Then she bent down so that Lester could get a better look and shimmied her shoulders seductively.
Herman laughed in spite of himself and then bit his tongue when Arthur glared at him.
“Heh, yeah, wow,” said Lester, his forehead beading up with sweat. “Very fit, yes,” he stammered. “I think my glasses are going to get steamed up.”
“Quit teasing the dork and come here,” said Joey, jumping lithely to his feet and grabbing Eleanor in his arms forcefully.
“Omigod, Joey, what are you doing?” she squealed, giggling madly. She enjoyed the feeling of him crushing her slightly in his arms. He was acting out his primal urges and it stoked her desire for him.
“I’m taking charge now,” grunted Joey, reaching behind her and unsnapping her bra with alacrity.
“Oh no, you mustn’t,” she protested weakly, trying to hold her bra on and looking at her husband earnestly. Arthur had a visible bulge in his pants at this point and she felt confident that he was enjoying this little show in spite of himself.
“You know you want it,” mumbled Joey, tossing her bra aside and grasping her soft white orbs in his rough, calloused hands. He pinched her tender pink nipples and they grew stiff under his fingers, eliciting a gentle gasp from Eleanor. She reached down reflexively and gripped his boner protruding shamelessly through his sweatpants. His penis was thick and amazingly firm and she squeezed it with delightful anticipation.
“Joey, this is so fucked up,” gasped Herman, watching in fascination as his cousin molested his best friend’s wife and she gripped his dong eagerly in response.
“I know, I never fucked a guy’s wife in front of him before,” cackled Joey. “You see that Arthur, she didn’t waste any time getting a hold of my dick, did she?”
“Ellie, what are you doing?” whined Arthur as his wife tugged on Joey’s rod.
“It’s just so big and hard,” explained Eleanor, vaguely conscious that her eloquence was decaying as her mind became clouded with lust. She started gently tugging on Joey’s penis through his sweatpants while he ran his hands over her soft smooth flesh greedily. He bent over and started sucking lustily on her nipples. Eleanor’s cheeks were flushed deep red as she stood there being violated by this ruffian in front of her husband and his friends. Her pussy was sopping wet with yearning.
“Big and hard,” repeated Arthur stupidly, his penis unaccountably stiffening further at the sight of his wife tugging on this animal’s gonads.
Joey took a break from sucking Eleanor’s nipples and grasped her breasts in his hands. He pointed her nipples at Lester playfully. “Lester, can you believe the tits on this chick? Look at these bad boys.”
“Yes, I already said, she’s very fit,” responded Lester feeling his own penis stiffen at the sight of Eleanor’s luscious boobs.
“Let me see this ass,” demanded Joey, yanking Eleanor’s skirt and panties down to her knees forcefully. She gasped in surprise as her bush and bare ass were suddenly exposed for all to see. “That’s like a white girl version of a bubble butt,” exclaimed Joey gleefully. He bent down to peer at her round white buttocks and spanked one cheek sharply in appreciation.
“Ow,” exclaimed Eleanor cutely. She liked how he took liberties with her and pulled on his penis more insistently.
“You are being quite rough with her,” complained Lester, shocked and aroused at the site of Eleanor’s naked body.
“Treat a lady like a whore and a whore like a lady, my friend,” said Joey with a smile. He turned her to the side forcibly and uncouthly slid his hand over her soft pale belly and then down between her legs. “Oh god,” she gasped as his finger probed her crotch and clumsily stimulated her clitoris.
“But, but,” stammered Arthur, his cock throbbing in his pants while he looked on with a turbid mix of humiliation and arousal. He was sickened at the sight of this beast cavorting with his woman, but it was somehow much hotter than he imagined it would be. Joey really was more macho acting than Herman or Lester and it was exciting to watch this brutish monkey take control of his wife.
“Honey, just, I don’t know, maybe you should masturbate while you watch,” said Eleanor distantly as she kicked her panties and skirt aside and spread her legs slightly so that Joey could finger her more easily. She grabbed the waist of Joey’s sweatpants and yanked them down to his knees and his massive phallus came popping out and poked her in the stomach. She reached down and cupped his huge hairy balls in one hand while she slid her hand up and down the smooth skin of his shaft. “My god, look how big his testicles are!” she exclaimed, turning to her husband in amazement. “They are enormous!”
“Yeah, that’s right,” said Joey smugly, spanking her ass again playfully for emphasis while she tugged his junk and he fingered her in mutual genital manipulation.
“I mean, yeah, really?” stammered Arthur helplessly. “Sure his gonads are bigger than mine, but then again so are a horse’s, but I don’t feel jealous of a horse.”
“Oh no, I don’t want to make you jealous,” apologized Eleanor as she held Joey’s prodigious organs in her hands. She adjusted her glasses to scrutinize his scrotum more closely. “I just haven’t seen anything like these. He is like an animal, isn’t he?” she giggled.
“I take that as a compliment,” said Joey happily. “Now get down on your knees and suck that shit.” He pushed Eleanor’s shoulders down and she willingly complied, dropping to her knees before her new lover.
“Wow, this is really getting intense,” said Lester, staring at Eleanor’s perfectly formed buttocks. “Can I masturbate too?” he asked her politely.
“Well I won’t be offended if you do,” she giggled as Joey slapped her mischievously in the face with his big boner. “I’ll just be sucking on this big damn thing I guess,” she laughed. Arthur’s stomach filled with ice as his wife greedily wrapped her mouth around Joey’s massive phallus. Lester wasted no time and quickly started fapping away madly as he watched Eleanor suck off the big jock.
“Man, look at your wife sucking my cock like there’s no tomorrow!” shouted Joey gleefully. He put his hands behind his head and thrust his hips forward rhythmically, cramming his huge dong deeper into Eleanor’s mouth as she fellated him with enthusiasm.
“Jeez, you don’t have to be such a prick about it,” complained Herman, looking at Arthur with concern.
“Oh fuck it,” sighed Arthur, unzipping his fly and pulling his stiff erection out of his pants. “This isn’t how I wanted it to go down, but oh well.” Arthur stroked his penis intensely as he watched his wife’s head bob up and down on Joey’s penis.
Herman shrugged and joined his two friends in jerking off while they watched the show of Arthur’s wife getting used for sex.
“What an amazing ass she has,” breathed Lester, gazing at Eleanor’s round white ass as she rocked forward and back, sucking Joey’s dick with abandon.
“Slip it in there, man,” encouraged Joey. “She’ll never notice that little thing. She’ll barely feel it.”
“Very funny,” snapped Lester grumpily as he fingered his stiff but modest manhood.
“Look me in the eye, while you suck it,” demanded Joey. “I like that.”
Eleanor complied submissively, gazing up through her spectacles into Joey’s eyes with adoration with his penis stuffed in her mouth.
Arthur looked at his wife with her lips wrapped around another man’s penis, her cheeks sucked in, and gazing up at him lovingly as he as his nerdy friends sat around watching and masturbating themselves.
Continued in part 4…