Chapter 10

Stuart whispered in her ear, "Open your mouth, dearest. Thorburn would sample your skills."

She opened her eyes and saw Thorburn's erect cock poised a mere hand from her face. He was longer and thicker than Stuart. A clear drop of fluid already forming by the single eye staring at her.

"I canna, Stuart. It's too much. You canna force me to do this thing. It's wrong, ungodly and unholy." She closed her eyes to avoid looking at his erection any longer.

"I will nae force you, love. That would be rape. I ask this out of the love you bear me." He knelt down in front of her and touched her hair, her face, and kissed her, lightly on the lips, the corner of her mouth, her ear, her neck. "Please, Ailene, it means the world to me to share you."

She opened her eyes and looked him in the face. He continued to stroke her hair. "Do it for me, wife, do it for the love we hold, one for the other."

"I'm afraid. So afraid that you'll end up hating me. I canna think of you with another woman without hating even the idea. I would hate you, Stuart. How can you nae end up hating me? That would destroy me," she said.

"I canna hate you, Ailene. That is beyond my ability. I will love you more if you do this, not less. And maybe it's because you've never had anyone you've loved as I love Thorburn and Frang. I know if it were with anyone other than they, I would hate it. But this I love. Please!"

Maybe it was because Stuart seemed to sincerely believe that his love could nae change, or maybe it was because Frang had nae ceased his oral attentions to her steaming sex, but her defenses finally gave way. "Aye, I'll do it."

Stuart moved aside to give Thorburn access to her mouth, but he continued to stroke her hair. Thorburn presented his thick cock once more to her face and she opened her mouth to give him the relief he sought. The engorged head slowly passed her lips. She remained confused and unsure of what she was doing and why she was doing it, so she forbore using her tongue, merely being a receptacle for his prick, which she found to be as clean as her husbands.

Stuart whispered to her, "Use your tongue, do it the same way as you do with me."

Ailene engaged her tongue and swirled it about the head, much as she did for her husband. Thorburn gave a small groan and pushed farther into her mouth. While Stuart gave her little whispers of encouragement, he stroked her hair and her right cheek.

"That's right, you know what to do. You've given me so much pleasure with that wonderful mouth of yours. I can feel just what he's going through now, how nicely you tongue the tip, and swirl it about the shaft as I withdraw, and bathe my cock as I push in," he said.

Thorburn's cock had reached the back of her throat and Ailene gagged a little, though Thorburn pulled back as soon as it happened.

"Just a little more of it this time, love. Take a little more now, that's a good girl," Stuart whispered.

And she did, a little more each time, suppressing her gag reflex to give Thorburn full access to her mouth.

Thorburn said, "I've wanted to share you since I got home, but Stuart had just married you a short while before and Frang and I thought he should have more time with you before that happened, but God, it's been worth the wait. I can't believe how talented your mouth is."

Frang stopped what he was doing long enough to ask, "Stuart, have you had her in the ass yet?"

"I haven't. It's been coming, but it hasn't happened yet. Perhaps you could be the first," Stuart replied.

"Aye, that's an offer I won't refuse."

Ailene might have had something to say on the subject, but Thorburn's cock was stuffing her mouth clear down her throat when the moment arose. She was having difficulty breathing, let alone conversing. She had to draw her breath through her nose, and even then, drool was dripping from the corners of her mouth, because she had no way to swallow with his rigid cock clogging her throat.

Frang immediately concentrated his oral attack on the brown rosebud gracing her lovely ass. His tongue went so far as to penetrate the muscular ring surrounding her anal opening and she squeezed down on it in protest to this invasion of her body. He licked it to lubricate it for the assault he was planning on it. Her legs were widely spread from the table device she was strapped to and there was plenty of room for his wiry body to reach his target. When he'd left sufficient moisture there to ease his entry, he lifted his kilt and placed his turgid prick at her rosebud opening.

Ailene knew it was going to happen, not quite the way she'd imagined earlier in the day when she imagined her husband taking her in that way, and finally surrendering all of herself to her beloved, but it was going to happen now. Patiently and carefully, Frang increased the pressure of the head of his prick on her anal ring. Initially, she resisted. Her muscles clenched against his penetration, but with time and the steady persistence of his pressure, she could no longer maintain her squeezing. The muscle relaxed, parting before his assault and the head popped in. Ailene gave a little gasp around Thorburn's cock. She was fastened down so tightly, she could barely move, so she was unable to withdraw from Frang's cock. She tried to squeeze it out, but that merely encouraged him to push it farther up her ass. Ailene gurgled a little, but her protestations were strangled by Thorburn's cock pushing in and out of her throat.

Stuart continued whispering in her ear, "Take that cock in your mouth, swallow it, use your tongue. Relax your ass, feel him penetrate your ass, relax, let him put it all in. You can take it. You can take all of it. It's easy really. Open your body. Share yourself. Feel the cock in your mouth, feel the cock in your ass. It feels good, you can take it all."

Amazingly, he was right. Frang had held himself still to allow her to become used to the prick in her ass, then slowly began to push deeper, withdraw, go deeper still, withdraw, deeper still, withdraw, almost to the point he left her body, until with one final plunge, she felt his balls brushing against her sex as he sank to the root into her nether hole. A moment of pain, but within seconds he began fucking her ass in earnest, soon finding a rhythm with the cock in her throat. Frang pushing her forward onto Thorburn's cock, then Thorburn pushing her backward onto Frang's prick. The movement was merely an illusion as she was strapped too tightly to the table to allow much movement in either direction, but the motion of their pricks in her ass and mouth had a timing eerily like being pushed one way and another. The discomfort disappeared as she fully relaxed her anus and her throat to their punishing erections. Not only was there no discomfort, but she felt the heat build up prefacing her eventual release.

This was a little surprising. While she enjoyed sucking Stuart's cock, and it excited her to the point that she wished to feel his cock in her sheathe or his tongue on her nub to grant her relief, she had not come close to orgasm from just sucking him. And she had enjoyed Stuart's finger in her ass while he fucked her normally, and she'd released from the pleasure, but the build up had started and built in her sex, not in her ass. That was merely the icing on the cake. But this. The flashes of pleasure seemed to be starting in her ass and her mouth and flowing to her sex. Perhaps it was the carnality of it all. Here she was, recently a virgin, in love with her husband, but being dually penetrated by his two brothers - one in the mouth and one in her ass of all things - while her husband whispered to her to take it all, to give them total access to her body, watching her throat swell from the cock pushing down it.

Suddenly, she felt Thorburn swell up in her mouth as he groaned deeply and she felt his balls resting on her chin as spurt after spurt of his thick spunk flooded her throat. Unable to breathe or swallow, she felt she was choking, and dribbles of his essence trickled from her mouth. No sooner had his cock stopped pulsing, she felt Frang thrust one last time deep in her ass, then hold, as his cock began pulsing it's own rhythm, groaning deeply as his flood of warm cum filled her ass. That's when it happened for her. She gave a concerted gasp around Thorburn's rapidly shrinking cock and she exploded, her orgasm hitting with the force of a hammer, waves of pleasure running from her breasts to her sex, to her anal sphincter. She felt the muscles of her sheathe and anal ring contracting convulsively, trying to squeeze more cum from Frang's throbbing shaft.