Rendezvous and recognition Part 5
Paul's prick was moving up and down inside me and I felt his hands tease my nipples, on the other side of the bed Margaret watched as he took me, I'd only just finished with her, in fact reaching out I could feel my juices running from her pussy..."That's nice dear, an interesting start to the day....much more fun than the usual domestic set up isn't it?" I agreed with her while admiring her nakedness, behind me Paul too was getting an eyeful and I felt it was a toss up as to who he was actually fucking! Eventually he shuddered to a halt and I felt his fluid begin to seep...another set of sheets for the wash...she continued "My, don't we have fun...." We'd been managing our threesome for a couple of months now and it was still exciting, then there were the actual threesome, the real sex acts rather than the getting together, we'd had to practice these since it could be tricky, Margaret was very keen on the idea, it involved one of us penetrating from the front as the other entered her anally, the trick was, for us to synchronise things, on the downstroke the other would thrust up, providing we adhered to this it was fine, occasionally we'd slow down...and then we'd each feel the other's prick move inside her! Margaret had confided that it was a long standing ambition of hers to have two men inside her at once - she said it made her feel sort of - fulfilled? About an hour later in dribs and drabs we hugged, kissed and left for work.
That evening I arrived home to find Margaret already busy, joining her we worked at preparing dinner...Paul was unusually late. Eventually he appeared, we let him settle - he looked stunned - then slowly he unburdened. It seems that his wife had contacted him for a meeting after work, she'd been tearful and hesitant, embarrassed really and asked him how things were with him. He'd replied that he was actually having a wonderful time...he'd been at school with one of us...she'd already met me of course and well, he also got on very well with my wife...we all seemed rather happy in fact. She was silent absorbing this then confided...she was lonely. Surprised, Paul asked her what of the church community....how come? She started crying. The story was that she, Cecily, had personally been taken under the Pastor's wing..he coaxed her, comforted and then...he'd offered to initiate her into 'Agape' the early Christian love creed that only the most faithful in the congregation could attend..it was all about sharing in the Spirit manifest in corporeal form and had come down over the centuries to comfort the enlightened! First, she would be purified and since her earthly body was a part of the process it needed to be transubstantiated...he of course would perform the initial rites. Cecily, lonely and depressed, went along with it...she mentioned all sorts of rigmarole mumbo jumbo, he annointed her breasts with 'holy' oil, carefully massaged it in and then did his prick with the stuff - and then to put it bluntly, the Pastor fucked her, she glossed over thatpoint though, refusing to give any detail though Paul reckons she implied it was several times in a couple of hours. She was more forthcoming over what followed however, about a week after her 'initiation and purification' she was invited to a congress of the faithful presided over by the Grand Moderator of the Congregation of the Pure. She was taken to a large room dimly lit - though she sensed many people were present. They laid her on a soft altar type construction and as a spotlight lit up blinding her, stripped her naked, soft religious music had been playing and now a choir chipped in, next she knew, a richly garbed man was between her legs who parting his robes, entered her. Cecily was most unclear as to subsequent events but seemingly she was had by quite a number of men...she strongly suspect women were also involved, the hands on her body were far too small for men and one in particulat...here she hesitated....actually - fisted her! Paul confessed that he'd got hard while listening to all this...now he knew the kick I got watching him and Margaret - really kinky stuff and it felt great!
Paul had the impression that although feeling violated, Cecily....might actually be harbouring a secret thrill, the way she'd recounted those events hinted at something of the sort, subdued relish perhaps particularly with regard to the number of men involved? Interestingly it wasn't the repeated coupling in public that upset her and turned her from the church - a few days later the Pastor, Moderator and some other cronies were arrested and charged with major fraud. Details were still emerging but it seems that the entire organisation was a sham...he could guess how Cecily felt. She finished by telling him that....well, could they sort of compromise....the sex thing between us...wasn't really important...would he have a think about something we could do? Paul told us his own position was quite clear, he was not going to relinquish the relationship we had but was OK about helping her to adjust..sort things out perhaps...so what did we think? Margaret spoke up "Well Paul I'd see about settling her down, rtake her out then go to bed with her...of course...what I think we could do to help is...well you could bring her round, see what she thinks? I mean she doesn't have to do anything BUT it would certainly make things easier for you...if she decided she liked us...you know what I mean? As it happened, two days later, Paul brought her round.
Now Paul himself is an extremely attractive man, beautiful in fact in that very special way that some fair haired people present..colouring etc. His wife Cecily was tall, slim and dark, with a model's figure without being emaciated, she had an appealing innocence and huge dark eyes to go with it....for a second I imagined her naked and legs spread for those church goers...my they must have thought they'd gone to heaven already! She's accepted our invitation and we sat down for a meal, she seemed to relax somewhat and toward the end began chatting light heartedly with Margaret. After, we sat in a close circle, gradually the conversation turned to relationships...gently it was admitted that Paul and I still had a thing going...Cecily took this up with Margaret "Don't you mind...I mean how do you feel when they're...you know...doing it?" Margaret explained that when "doing it" "it" was often done in front of her or at least in her presence...she said she found it a bit of a turn on. Cecily gulped and considered this then resumed and as for me...well they look after me of course....one or the other makes sure of that...we actually have a great time together...and we seem to get on fine in other ways....I like it, I'm very happy! We might need a larger bed though....Cecily goggled at Margaret "You mean...they both...do it with you...with sort of the other watching?" "Oh yes, I mean I watch them at it and the lovely boys enjoy watching me getting...well, attended to...it's great fun!" I'd had my eyes on Cecily, she was a graceful girl with long legs, breasts were small, cute features and hair cut in a bob, delicate featured...I compared her with Margaret, who was the same age...she was small, petite even..also small breasted but with generous lips and fuller featured - both had desirable bodies. I couldn't blame Cecily's Pastor or those others who'd had her. Paul saw me sizing her up and raised an eyebrow...I nodded...so did Margaret!