John Takes Full Advantage

The ladies all stood in stunned silence. Elaine was the first to speak.

“What exactly does this mean?”

“It means that for the next 12 hours, you, you big titted friend here and my frigid wife will have to pay for her inability to take care of her husband.”

Rebecca was about to say something, he looked right at her “Just shut the fuck up.” Rebecca closed her mouth, unable to speak.

Elaine, looked a little panicked “John, what are you going to do.”

He looked at her “The law says for me to not hold back, and you two are complete bitches, but you are hot bitches. So, Eliane, the short answer is that I am going to fuck all three of you over and over for the next 12 hours.”

Carol walked up to John, took his hand in hers, looked at him with all the emotion she could muster “John, please, do what you want with me, but Rebecca and Elaine don’t have to pay for my mistake. Please, I beg you.”

John turned to her “not a chance. Now would you all prefer to do this out here, or head inside.”

Carol bowed her head in defeat “Inside please”

John walked away, turned to look at Rebecca. “Becky, be a good bitch and get me a beer.”

“Don’t call me that!”

John just laughed as he walked inside to the living room. The ladies gathered in the and John could hear them arguing. “Get you fucking asses in here, now.”

They all walked in, Becky carrying a beer. She handed it to him with a scowl. He was sitting in his recliner and they were standing beside each other, holding their wine glasses. They all looked nice in their dresses and high heels, perfect attire for a group of MILF bitches having brunch. “Ok, enough of that shit. Let’s set some ground rules. I don’t want to hear anymore bitching or complaining, got it? Because if I wanted to, I could send you all out to beg men to fuck you in the park and you would all do it. Got it?” he looked at them “Becky, we good?”

She wanted to say something, but she just nodded her head. “Ok, its 2:10, so we have until 2 am. Do any of you ladies have anyone expecting to see you before then.” Elaine shook her head. Becky raised her hand “I have a meeting at 4.”

“Text and cancel it.”

She pulls out her phone and sends a text.

“Ok, so we are gathered here because my wife doesn’t give blow jobs, like she is supposed to. Her selfishness has gone on for so long that now you two have to help her make things right. Before you bitch and moan, yes, I plan to take full advantage of this law. Not only is my loving wife going to finally give me a blow job, but I am going to fuck her brains out and you two get to be part of it as well.”

“But you’re just going to make us watch, right?” Elaine said hopeful

“No, you stupid bitch. I am going to fuck you both as well and you will also fuck each other.”

“No, please, not that.” Elaine begged.

John ignored her pleading. “Now, we have lots of time, so why don’t you all have a seat on the couch, and we can talk.” They all moved to the couch. “Oh, those are lovely dresses you are all wearing. Let’s take them off and put them on the chair over there. Would hate to ruin them with stains.”

They shot him a look, then looked at each other, as they started to undo the dresses and let them fall. Carol gathered them all, and placed them on the chair, as ordered.

John admired their individual beauty. His wife, who’s plump body he always loved, and loved it a lot yesterday, was in plain white cotton bra and panties. Elaine was in a nice matching set of black French cut panties and bra, a nice contract to her pale skin and looking amazing on her thin, toned body.

They all went to sit down. “Hold up, stand there and let me get a good look at you all.”

They stood up, Becky on the left, Carol in the middle, Elaine on the right.

The big surprise was Becky. She was beet red, trying to cover her body with her arms. “Drop your hands, Becky.”

She did as she was told. Becky was in red garters, holding up her black stockings, a matching push up bra that barely covered her nipples and accentuating her huge tits. The kicker was her panties; she wasn’t wearing any and she was sporting a thin landing strip between her legs.

“First off, Carol, you look ridiculous. Look at your friends. That’s how a bitch should look in her underwear. Take those off. If you can’t wear proper sexy under garments, you can go naked.”

She did as she was told, now standing naked beside her friends.

“Elaine, you look very nice. Do you always wear nice stuff?”

“Yes, I don’t own any plain underwear. I like how it makes me feel.”

“Now Becky, I’m willing to bet that this is not normal attire for you. Exactly what kind of meeting did you have at 4? And don’t even think about lying to me.”

She looked mortified “I was meeting someone at a hotel, in his room.”

“Not Charlie, I take it?”

She bowed her head in shame “No.”

“Tell us, who was it.”

Now she was mortified, she looked up at the ceiling, trying to avoid eye contact. “Tyler Murphy.” Carol and Elaine gasped.

“Isn’t that Tammy’s son? Your friend? What is he, 17?”

“He’s 20.” She said, trying to justify it.

Elaine and Carol looked shocked. Carol even looked at her “How could you?”

“Tell us, what were you going to do when you met him” John knew, but he wanted to torcher her a little.

“What do you think?”

John smiled “I think you were going to let that young man fuck your brains out. Right?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, we need details, and lots of them. Like is he the only one you cheat on Charlie with?” He let them sit.

Becky spent 10 min recounting how she first fucked Tyler, when she saw him in his pool while she went over to see Tammy, who wasn’t home, one thing led to another and he was fucking her in the pool house. She’s been fucking him for a month, but he wasn’t the first.

She’s been cheating on Charlie since their 3rd year of marriage. She fucked 9 men since. She was a bonified slut.

John stood up, stripped naked and walked over to the couch. He stood between his naked wife and her near naked friend. “Since you’re such a good slut, teach my wife how to suck a cock. Show her everything. Elaine, pay attention, but you can finger yourself while you watch.”

Becky and Carol leaned forward, a bit apprehensive. Becky took his hard cock in her hand, looked at Carol “Why couldn’t you just be a good wife? You could have spared us all this.”

“I said teach her how to suck a cock. Not bitch and complain.” He pulled back. “You need to learn a lesson. Turn around, face the back of the couch. Ass towards me.”

She did as he said. He grabbed her hips, rammed his hard cock into her wet pussy. He pumped her for a few min, the pulled out. “Sit back down. Now teach her how to suck a cock covered in your juices.”

She looked at him with a mixture of fear and lust “I’m sorry. Carol, you grab his cock like this, first lick the shaft a bit, then the head, before you put it in your mouth.”

Elaine watched her two friends share a cock, while she slipped her hand into her panties and masturbated. Becky even instructed Carol to look him in the eye, play with her tits and even finger herself while sucking a man’s cock.

All three ladies came and he pulled back a bit and jerked his first load on his wife and her friend’s face. “Lick all that up, both of you.” He walked over to Elaine “Suck me hard”

She did as he told her, watching his wife and Beck lick his cum off each other’s faces and the stuff that dripped on their tits.

Hard again, he sat down on the couch. “Ok Carol, let’s get this party started. Saddle up, cowgirl, but facing away.”

She straddled his legs, facing away, grabbed his hard cock and guided it into her pussy. She started to bounce up and down, he was playing with her tits.

“Elaine suck on her tits, Becky, lick my balls, shaft and your friend’s clit.”

Carol didn’t last long, cuming fairly quickly. He had them rotate, Becky rode his cock, Carol sucked her tits, and Elaine licked. After Becky came, they switched again, Elaine riding him, Becky sucking her tit and Carol liking.

This time John came inside Elaine, making her cum too. He pushed her off his cock, she was sitting next to him, legs spread, panting. “Carol, lick her cunt clean. Becky, you lick my cock clean.”

When all was cleaned up he looked at the ladies. He would need some time to recover, but he had a great idea. “Ok bitches, shower time, all of you together. And while you are there, I want you to shave each other’s cunt. I don’t want to see a single hair below the neck.”

They walked away, all quiet, but obedient.

John picked up his phone and sent a text with a smile on his face.