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And I was sorely tempted. I had teased her many times about taking two, or three, cocks at once, and knew, from the way her nipples quickly hardened when I whispered the idea, that the prospect excited her. I wanted her, above all, to experience that.

And it was true that the prospect of being able to rub my erect cock against Charles' own shaft while we were both inside Brigitte, penetrating her, was thrilling in the extreme.

But part of me ached to do something even more outrageous. After all, she and I, at least, were certainly entering new sexual worlds this evening. It seemed silly, at this moment, to let classic inhibitions and fading cultural mores to dictate our pleasure ? or lack thereof. I wanted to find a way to join the three of us together in one long, explosive and shameless orgasm. To probe as deeply as possible into the pleasures of the moment and the flesh, with no thought to the future.

Yet, as wild as it sounds to say it now ? considering what we were doing, after all ? I decided to take a more conservative approach. I left Charles to his devices for the moment, tempting as it was to take control of him in the way I'd just been envisioning. Instead, I moved around the two of them, still gently stroking my cock, still massaging in the thick, slippery liquid.

I stepped just in front of Brigitte and, taking her arms, slowly led them both over to the edge of the bed. Charles, magnificently, remained deep inside her, still hard, as we slowly moved together. I laid down on my back, my slick, hard cock pointing straight upward. Gently I pulled Brigitte toward me. Gracefully, she first put one knee on the bed, then the other, still managing to keep Charles snugly inside her. They seemed to move as one body, anticipating each others' next steps. She slid slowly up over me, on her knees, with Charles immediately behind her.

She knew exactly what I wanted, and what to do. Slowly she reached down between her legs with both hands and pressed her fingertips over her glistening labia. She spread them widely for me, revealing her lovely pink, wet pussy ? all the while focused fixedly on my erect, glistening penis. Opening herself widely, she slid over my cock and then, quickly, roughly sat down on it, sliding it up into herself in one, quick movement.

The slick wetness of her cunt and the glistening oil on my cock allowed it to slide effortlessly into her. Without hesitation, stroked straight up and into her warm ,welcoming pussy. She gasped at the quick penetration, and then moaned, and I sucked in my breath as I felt my cock slide home.

Immediately I could feel Charles' own cock, separated from mine only by the thin, soft membrane of her vaginal wall. I could even feel the thick, rigid head of his penis as my own cockhead sank deeply into her. I looked up at her face, eager to see her reaction. I had fantasized about this for ages ? the opportunity to pleasure my wife with two cocks at once. But never in my wildest imagination had I thought that it would actually happen.

I was not disappointed. Brigitte's head was thrown back, her eyes closed, her mouth open. She moaned softly, insistently, the cries emerging from deep within her. She gave voice to her pleasure with a rasping, guttural cry as she rode the hard cocks in her ass and her cunt.

Steadily I slid my cock into her, and then back out, timing my moves with Charles', as he slowly but firmly stroked in and out of her tight rectum. I slid into her wet cunt as he slid up her ass, feeling his thick, long cock each time he pressed in, the ridge of his cockhead . . . Just the feeling of my cockhead pressing against his almost made me come.

Her moans grew louder, and louder, as she felt the two cocks penetrating her deeply, relentlessly. "Yessss," she whispered, and then, more loudly, "Ohhhh . . . .Yes!" I marveled at my wife's ability and willingness to take two men at once. She positively glowed with excitement and beauty. Never had I seen her so positively alight. My heart nearly burst with a combination of lust and pride.

Somehow, the three of us managed to move together in a degree of synchronous rhythm. Charles slid up into her just a fraction of a second before I did, and Brigitte somehow managed to time her own movements with us perfectly. She pressed hard and deeply against both of us at just the right moment, first against Charles and then against me.

n an almost- innate, fundamental tempo, expressing without words to both of us at the same time that it was our cock on which she was singularly focused. It was a bravura performance, at once personal yet collective, and selfish yet generous. I could not help but marvel again, deeply and profoundly, at the sexuality my wife demonstrated, and of which I'd been so oblivious.

By this point, however, she was utterly, and obviously, focused on her own impending orgasm. Head thrown back, eyes closed, moaning softly, then more loudly, she rode the two hard cocks in her hungrily and shamelessly. Her moans grew in intensity and frequency as she the waves of heat and pleasure obviously rolled faster through her loins, her belly, her full breasts . . .

"Nnnnnnn . . . ooooohhhhhh," she cried, and then begin whispering, "Yes, yes . . . Please . . . ! Oh, please, yes.," she moaned. And then, "Oh God, fuck me!" she finally screamed as, with determination and ever-faster tempo, she forced the hot cocks in and out of her ass and cunt.

"Yesssssssssss!" she yelled as her orgasm rocketed through her. Her entire body stiffened and she grabbed my shoulders harshly in her hands. Wave after wave of pleasure must have torn through her, as she shook with spasms, first slowly, then more quickly, then positively fiercely.

Her own pleasure trigged ours. My balls aching, unable to hold out a second longer, I let go. What seemed a positive flood of sperm shot from my jerking cock, deep into Brigitte's womb. At almost the exact same moment, I could feel Charles let go, his own thick cock jerking against mine, deep inside my wife. He moaned only softly, but I knew from the intensity of his bucking cock pressed so tightly against mine, that he was spraying absolute torrents of thick semen into my wife's tight, hot bowels.

We shuddered and shook in unison, all of us, and then collapsed, physically ? and emotionally ? spent. No one said a word; no words were adequate. I felt my eyes close with fatigue and satisfaction as I wrapped my arms around my lovely wife ? and around her new, black stud.

All three of us dozed for some time, interlocked in a tangle of arms and legs, exhausted and satiated. It wasn't until the first rays of sun crept their way across our big bed, then across my face, that I woke and turned to look at my wife ? literally and figuratively in a new light.

Slowly, as I studied her lying there, sleepy-eyed and just coming to, I realized that Charles was already up and dressed. Brigitte quickly realized it too, and we both turned to look at him as he was slipping his suit jacket on, headed for the door. We both looked at him questioningly, but he only smiled back at us, saying nothing as he finished buttoning up his Burberry trench coat.

And then, just before he closed the door, he turned to the two of us, studying us as we lay there looking up at him. He fixed Brigitte, then me, with a small smile and a steady gaze.

"As I said, Brigitte shows enormous promise," he began, the glint in his eye suddenly glowing more brightly. "Enormous."

"In fact," he continued, and my heart skipped a beat.

"In fact," he informed us, "her training will begin next week."

With that, he turned quickly and left, closing the door softly behind him ? but not, I'm sure, before he heard us both gasp in unison.

As you can imagine, things weren't the same after that night.

Her training will begin next week. Her training will begin next week . . . The words ran through my head again and again over the next few days. At times, I wondered if other people could hear them as well, so loudly did they resonate in my thoughts.

What on earth did Charles have in mind? I confess that his one, simple, little statement did more to cause me more confusion and excitement than anything I could ever remember.

By Bruce163 ©

Continued in: A Picture in Black and White (Part 2 0f 3)

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