Who'd believe it, pt. 2

It was a shocking dvd to Paul. His wife, his beautiful blond wife, a Doctor no less, having unprotected sex with not just one other man, but three! Men? Just, in at least one case. Paul was caught between feelings. He ignored the hardness in his boxers, that was just something he could not admit. But there was also rage, shame, disappointment, humiliation and resentment. His day, his life, had just fallen apart.

A little earlier on this Tuesday morning the doorbell had rung. Paul, husband to Elizabeth, answered it to find Luke on the step.

"Hello, you must be Paul, I'm Luke,I did the new wall on your shed, thought I would pop in and check it as I was passing."

Paul had welcomed the fit young builder and they had chatted about the weather and the wall, and Paul had offered Luke a cuppa. The price for the wall had been minimal, the work top notch and so he was happy to keep in with Luke, in case of further need for a bricky.

Luke had noticed pictures of aircraft on the walls and moved the subject to aircraft, even saying he had a dvd in the van Paul might like. He fetched it and Paul put it in the player. Paul's face froze when he saw his slim, elegant 46 year old wife sideways on to a camera with her face and pussy both full of thrusting cock. An edit brought her face toward the camera as she begged someone:

"...yes, fuck me, put your come right up inside me you bastard!"

Luke noted the way her tits swung in that odd near sideways movement tits had when the owner was being dogged. Paul noticed that his wife's face was pink, just as when she was orgasming.
An edit. Liz was now side on to camera, astride a young hard body working her pussy down hard onto his groin, and grinning from ear to ear. The filming included Liz coming hard and collapsing forward onto Luke. Paul was as stunned as if he had been hit with a sledge hammer.

"Now before you go mad, just think about whether or not you would like this and more to get around the college where you're kids are. If every one sees your kids step mother getting poked silly, it'll ruin things just a bit, don't you think?" Luke commented.

"What the fuck is going on? How did you get Liz to do this you cunt?" raged Paul

"Well actually, it was easy old man. You're much older than her, you don't give her what she needs, and she damn near swooned as soon as she got a look at my cock. Now she's besotted with it. She would rather fuck my mates as well than go without me, but don't fret. She still loves you, but she's only human, give her a break if you love her, it's not her fault!"

Paul did not know what to do. Who could he speak to? Where could he go for help? What the bloody hell would he say to Liz?

"Right, I'd better go" said Luke, "Me and a mate will pop by later and help sort things out, It's Liz's afternoon and evening off if I've got it right. Now DO NOT get nasty with her old man. Or I shall get upset! See you later!"

Paul, for the first time in years, had a drink before lunch. And fumed for a while, either side of a little cry.

"Sit down. Shut up and sit down. Do not say a word Liz, not until you see this. Then you can talk!" said Paul by way of greeting when Liz arrived.

Liz caught on about a second before the dvd began to play. She was almost as stunned as Paul had been. She was just as lost for words.

"And there is nothing we can do unless we want this to get to the college where my kids are. We are totally buggered, you stupid bitch!"

"My God Paul, I'm sorry. What more can I say. How did..."

"Your damn lover came round and dropped it off. He'll be here later with another of the kids you're fucking. Christ, DOCTOR, how young are these bastards anyway? Well?"

"Um, Luke is 21, Ben 18 and his brother, Sam," here Liz paused, feeling even less proud of this one, "he's 17. Jesus, Paul, I didn't go looking for this! It happened, I'm sorry. I love you!"

Liz was in tears now, not sobbing, just a slow steady stream.

"I'll do anything Paul, anything to make it up to you, but we can't stop it now, we have to find a way to live with it, I love you!"

"Fuck it Liz, it's a fucking mess, if it comes down round our ears, you're on your own. I will make you into Lucretia bloody Borgia as far as family and friends go. Hear me? Lucretia Borgia!"

There was a tense period where they both sat for a while, and then Liz made coffee, which was drunk in silence. And then the door bell went. Luke! And Ben probably.

Liz went to the door, and seeing Luke she turned and walked quietly back to the lounge. She did not see Ben and Sam as well, until they all entered the lounge. Paul went red with so many feelings.

"Well, it might be a bit dodgy if Liz always comes to mine, so, we're just going to pop upstairs and shag her here now, and we'll meet here from time to time, college holidays permitting. Hope you two are working things out OK. Come on Liz, time for some cock my dear!" Luke explained, cutting round the silence to the main point.
 
Liz and Paul did not notice that Ben and Sam were not quite so sure as Luke until after he had cut to the chase. Paul simply had no words.

Liz, head down and in slow time, stood up, and walked to the hall, and led her three lovers to the room she shared with her husband. Unable to fight what she knew was wrong on so very many levels.

Paul watched them go, and then walked out of the front door and got into his car. He could do nothing to stop them, but he did not have to listen. It was a very odd thought he realized later, but his parting thought was, vindictively, 'I hope they shag her fucking brains out, stupid bitch!'.

In the bedroom, Ben was undressing as Luke slid Liz's light sweat shirt over her head. Sam undid the bra catch from behind and then the both bent to remove her slacks and briefs. Her shoes had been left by the front door when she got home, and as Luke pulled her lacy bra off from in front of her she was naked. Even the blond hair round her mound was thin and wispy. It still amazed Luke how smooth and soft her skin was for 46. And how hard he was just thinking of fucking her, he was not usually a milf kind of guy, but for this cunt he would be.

Ben put a hand on Liz's head and bent her down to his cock, he had no need to tell her to suck it, she had grown to like all three cocks now, although Luke's was the one she craved, it must have been made for he she knew, it filled her so perfectly that even a much bigger one could not be so pleasant. Cock in mouth, Liz was led to crawl onto her marital bed, left on her hands and knees, and felt Sam begin to tongue her ever dampening sex hole.

"Right then Liz, want some cock in your hole do you, want a bit of cock up your slit?" Demanded Sam a couple of minutes later.

Sam's confidence had bloomed after he began to fuck Liz. He relished the command he had, through Luke, over this woman, and he liked to use it. She knew what she had to say.

"Fuck me Sam, put your cock in me and fuck me!" 

"Why would I do that Liz?"

"Why masturbate when you can fuck me? You know I will let you any time I can. Please fuck me"

Liz ignored the degrading element of it all. Even though she still had her poor dear husband to mind, she still had a need to be fucked. And this was the way to Luke's fantastic cock, so she went with it,and she was sure that if things had gone a bit different, she would have ended up fucking the two young brothers anyway. She admitted to herself now that she was a cock addict, and she like them young for the stamina. The Doctor in her had to be boxed away at times like this, and the woman, the slut, released. She had only a little regret now that she turned out to be a woman with an inbuilt slut, she was fully aware not all woman were like her. Sam's games would wear off soon.

Sam slid his hard on in slowly, feeling the warm clinging wetness engulf him, and pushed until his balls rested against her flesh. He heard her sigh around his brothers cock, once more inside her mouth. He pulled almost all the way out, pushed slowly all the way in, and carried on like this until he felt Liz push back on his withdrawals. She was responding, like always, to a nice length of meat in her snatch, and Sam took his time speeding up, liking to tease this worldly woman who was so very much his better.

It was wonderful to have her want him like this. He reached round for a breast, squeezed it and rubbed the nipple, enjoying the extra give in the womans body as she warmed to his touch, and he began to push harder on each entry stroke, feeling Liz push back. He switched to rubbing her clitoris as he had been taught by the woman he was fucking, twenty nine years his senior, and his sex instructor come sex toy.

Ben, although young, appreciated a pretty face, sexy one even, all white teeth and bright eyes. Never more so than the one that was now sucking his hard on. Well, a lot of it was him steadying her head, and him using her mouth like he did her pussy, and enjoying the warm wet feeling just the same.

Liz, until recently not having given much oral, did not mind too much, so long as she did not need to swallow too often. She let them use her mouth for their pleasure and was thankful they did not ram it all in and choke her.There was also an exciting little element to it, she wondered if she was starting to like feeling dirty, doing things she had not agreed with before.

Liz could feel her orgasm build. It had begun ages before, as she felt the hopelessness overcome her when Paul showed her the film. She did not know Luke had continued to film them having sex, but was not surprised. Seeing herself being used and knowing how her whole life was in jeopardy was so scary it was even exciting. And the sex was out of this world. She had never thought she was all that good looking, particularly not to simple youths, but that did not stop her reveling in the new found world she had been dragged into. Sam was a good student and she felt the warmth building quickly now, and as Sam began to move into overdrive, signaling that he was near coming, Liz was overwhelmed sooner than she expected and spat out Ben's cock so she could wail, long and loud, head high as an intense orgasm ripped through her, removing all cares and worries, cementing, as if it was needed, the knowledge that she was a cock lover, a near insatiable slut, and how she just adored being used for sex by these youths. 

"Fucking dirty horny cow, she's loving the cock today boys, loving it!" exclaimed Luke, like they needed him too!

Liz was still off kilter as Ben pulled her mouth back onto his cock so he could face fuck her, and found her center again in time for Sam's finish. Ramming harder still, he mumbled words Liz could not catch and shot his usual big load into her cunt. A word she used in her mind so much these days, although she hated it otherwise.

At this point Liz had noticed that Luke was using his phone to film the action, getting plenty of back ground to show where they were, and shots of how she was impaled on two cocks. With the warmth of her orgasm still within her, she dismissed it as unimportant. He had plenty already, and she wondered if he had filmed her coming, and how it looked. 

Sam pulled her back by her breasts as he did his best to impregnate her. Feeling more manly at the thought of making some other blokes wife pregnant, not caring what would happen to her if he did. He stayed inside a while as he got his breath, then moved over and fell onto the bed. Ben withdrew and moved behind her.

"More cock for the hot slut!" announced Ben as he pushed his cock, only one year older than the last one, into Liz. There was a small rush of air, just noticeable, and an outpouring of male fluid which began a slow messy journey down Liz's thigh, as Ben pushed his nearly ready member all the way in. He went immediately into high gear, and only two minutes later was ready.

"Any slut willing to take a fanny full of spunk right now say, 'I'm a whore, fill my cunt'!" said the18 year old.

"I'm a whore, fill my cunt!" replied the 46 year old, slightly ashamed.

Liz was no where near her own finish, but Ben was not bothered, he never really was. He saw Liz as something to satisfy his lust upon, and so long as he was happy, her needs were nothing. He plunged wildly into his victim and let fly, the white paste like cream around the lips of his present area of focus was thinned as his own ejaculate was added to the mix. He thrust until all his pleasure was over, also wondering if he could give this woman a fat belly, and would that make him more of a man, and then vacated, to await revival. Liz now looked forward Luke's own hardness, the focus of her waking mind.

Luke was feeling unsympathetic. He pushed Liz onto her back and lifted her legs onto his shoulders, and with one hand to guide him in he pushed hard, going all the way in one stroke. He ignored her gasp, he felt her arms go round his neck and plunged on, hard right away, turned on by watching his friends fuck this woman, and her reluctant enjoyment of it. He had asked her before how she felt and new therefore, that if she could stop it all she would, but was just hooked on him, his cock and to a degree, his friend's cocks too. He did not love Liz, he lusted for her was all, and he liked to get what he wanted in life. If Liz liked what he gave her then all the better, and by the look on her pretty face right now, she was loving it.

"I remember you didn't want to fuck on this bed. Well now you're doing it again, with three cocks. Turned into a right bitch haven't you! Pleased with yourself, slut?"

"Yes. No, but you know I can't help it, why taunt me, can't you just enjoy taking me, you know I can't stop you?"

"I like taunting you. Until I got you on my cock you were so much better than me, than all three of us. But this levels thing, you like to fuck the same as a Queen or a tramp, and on the end of a cock you're the same as any woman, no class, no status, just another woman. A receiver of spunk. And you love it, you dirty bitch!"

Luke took another five minutes to fuck his way to coming. He had Liz practically on her shoulders by now, she had already come once, another wailing come that had her blush all over her face and chest, made her lose her connection with the world briefly, and she was near to another. She knew Luke was too.

"I'm gonna fill you with spunk Liz, right where you old man used too, I bet he doesn't any more, but I'm going fill you up right here on your own bed, so you can remember it whenever you get onto this bed!"

A moment before Luke hit the target, Liz came. She clung to the firm young man that had brought her to it, and bathed in every last little joyous feeling of it, and felt herself receive still more come into her well poked hole. This time could not manage a wail, a short sharp sound was all, and she was silent. A being of near pure orgasm
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Luke was stretched to full length, toes dug into the bedding to push all he could into Liz, and Ben and Sam looked on. His buttocks clenched several times as he added his youthful seed to that which had been deposited before. 

As Luke removed himself from Liz and the bed, enjoying the sight of creamy whiteness around her pussy lips with his own come now seeping from them, Sam and Ben were deciding in which position they were going to fuck Liz next. Liz's head fell to one side and she saw the amount of hard cock that was ready to fuck her all over again. She wondered what positions the two youngsters would want this time round.

It was after nine when Paul got home, to find Liz on the sofa in a bath robe, looking worried. She had showered after the boys had left, her hair was still damp, she looked quite lost, vulnerable, and a little scared.

"Stand up, strip off!"

Liz did as she was told, having only the robe, not knowing what to expect. Surely she thought, he would not throw her into the street naked, Christ no.

"How many times did they fuck you?"

"Six, two each!" she said, lamely.

"Condoms?"

"No, no condoms!

He could see the puffiiness of her mound, he could smell the scent of the shower gel, but knew that mound would still smell of sex if he was close enough. He told her to turn round and kneel into the sofa. He was going to get something back, if not exactly honor.

Liz was only a little surprised when Paul spat on his fingers and worked one into her arse. He had asked for it on and off but she never let him. Doctor Liz was against it. Now she had no defense.
More spit and three fingers, and Liz felt, oddly, sadness. She thought it was a shame, it had come to this. Her husband was about take her by the rear, which she had always rejected, and now she would let him because she was having sex with three kids, young enough to call her 'mother'. 

Paul positioned himself, and pushed until half the head was in, holding Liz's sphincter open. Then he spoke.

"Now, YOU push, you take my cock up your arse, all the way, you, slut, take my cock up your arse!"

It hurt. The pain and the shame. Liz pushed until she had to back off and push again, with only a small part of him inside. Then Paul grabbed her hips and took over. Liz decided that she could deal with the shame. It, the whole situation, was NOT all her fault, she told herself. It takes two, at least two, and she was alone. The shame was not hers, at least not all of it. If she worked at lessening the physical pain, she could ignore the rest.
 
She relaxed as best she could, tried to allow Paul full access and let him get on with it. What if it was Luke? Then what? Of course she would let him, she knew. So why not Paul, to whom she owed so very much. Who she loved. She knew there were women that really enjoyed this, so try, what if it were Luke?

Paul was still angry, still upset, but this was going to give him something. He felt a lessening of resistance, felt Liz relax, and was not sure if that was good or bad. He went over the dvd in his mind, saw again his beautiful wife being a slut, a fuck thing for three adolescents, and how she enjoyed it, and he rammed harder, deeper into her arse, the slut was likely enjoying every inch he thought. He sped up and kept up the force.

Liz felt the increase in both thrust and pace. What if it were Luke? Hell six weeks ago she would never have entertained the thought of another man, never mind three, boys. Her beloved husband only wanted a small piece more of her, and this was how he had had to get it. She new she was enjoying the first part, the three young cocks where she had never imagined more than one, so why not give her husband this. Why not herself! She relaxed a little more.

Paul was amazed, and maybe a little surprised. So was Liz. With her face buried in the sofa, bum in the air and full of Paul's cock, she was about to come. She let out a few small moans as it built up, she pushed herself up, and back onto the cock. The cock had no owner in her mind, she was giving herself to cock, the very thing that had started all this, and was about to make her come, by fucking her arse. When it hit it caught her out a bit and she let out a cry she had meant to stifle.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhh..."

It was a rising note, and Paul felt Liz go much less rigid, and shot the biggest load he had done for years, right up her unfaithful, dirty slutty arse, and without a thought, as he kept pumping, he said;

"Take it you fucking whore, take my come in your fucking arse, you slut!"

After seven or eight hard spurting thrusts Paul stopped, relaxed, and very slowly pulled his softening cock from his wife's arse. He stood up and sorted his clothing. He went to pour a drink and Liz stood up. 

"Don't go anywhere, let it soak a while, let it soak in!" He said.

Liz closed her robe and sat, a bit shocked. Paul passed her a drink, turned on the TV and sat down. They watched and drank in silence, not really seeing the show. Paul got more drinks later. It was eleven when he said it was time for bed.

Paul did not notice the change of quilt cover or sheets, but he noticed Liz go to her undies drawer and also get a long t-shirt style night dress. He waited until she had put on the latter, having undressed while Liz was in the bathroom, he was in his p j bottoms. Liz went to put the first leg in her briefs.

"Wait. Come here!" Paul ordered her.

Liz walked to the bed where Paul took her briefs and dropped them on the floor. He then bent Liz over the bed and wet his fingers which he then inserted into her pussy. Liz had no idea what he was thinking but did as she was guided. Confused but resigned.

When Paul decided she was ready he shoved his engorged member into Liz's hole, quickly ramming his whole length in, regardless of her comfort. He kept on ramming. Liz could not recall how long it was since Paul had been quite so vigorous, but said nothing. 

Paul kept going, hard and all for himself. He went at the same pace for a few minutes, making Liz feel almost as if she was being punished, which made her feel better somehow.

Paul did not change pace at all, just kept going and then without warning was firing his seed into Liz. She was uncomfortable from her earlier fuck session with her three young studs, and in no way near coming, but Paul neither new or cared. He pumped until he was worn out, withdrew, looked at the liquid leaking from the sluts puffy lips, and then crept into bed. Liz not sure for a moment what to do, stood up slowly.

"Get in!" ordered Paul.

Liz did as she was bid, recalling what Luke said earlier about remembering being filled by him here, and got into bed with the result of her husband's second fucking of her that night, still leaking from her battered sex. It took Liz a lot longer to go to sleep than her husband. 

Next day it was as if nothing had happened, apart from the crusting around Liz's mound. Paul was his usual self, and so Liz decided it would be best at least for now, to do the same. She ate and dressed for work as she usually did, and went off the treat the sick.

Who'd believe it?