Introducing Mary to Rob and Emily

Rob has a huge beam on his face as he walks towards you, his hand outstretched. As you shake his hand, he says "Hello there, I'm Rob.{if fart=true} I do apologise if my hand is a bit smelly, I've had it up my wife's arse crack and she's been farting on it like the dirty skanky bitch she is.{endif}"

"Hi, I'm Lance," you reply, "and this is my wife, Mary."

You stand aside to allow Rob to greet Mary, who is watching him with a slightly vacant looking smile. Rob looks her over, says "excellent," and kisses her long and hard on the lips. She initially seems surprised by the ferocity of his kiss but is soon kissing him back. You watch as your wife is groped and manhandled by this man who was a stranger just this morning, his hands roving over her gigantic breasts and delving deep between her generous buttocks while there's clearly some tongue-tennis going on inside their joined mouths. Mary moans in pleasure as Robs hands rub at her pussy from behind, and her hips start grinding against him. As you watch, the bulge in his trousers grows and the material stretches as it transforms from an indistinct lump into the unmistakable shape of a rock-hard mega-cock. Mary continues to grind against it.

After another few seconds of this, Rob breaks away from your wife, a dribble of saliva from their mouths dropping down onto her left breast and snaking its way down into her cavernous cleavage. They both look flushed and Rob takes a moment to get his breath back.

"Wow, Lance," he remarks, "that is one fine piece of ass you've got there. What a slut, it doesn't take much to get her going, does it? Those tits are fantastic, you're going to enjoy bang those, I bet!"

You feel strangely proud of these compliments. You've played no part in the development of Mary's body and libido but she is your wife after all and hearing Rob compliment you on her fills you with pride.

"Right, your turn then, big boy! This is my wife, Emily," says Rob. "She's a filthy slut of a whore, by the way," he adds as an afterthought, but with a huge smile on his face, "but then again, aren't they all?" he chuckles, his eyes again roaming over your wife's body.

You move in for a kiss with Emily. You don't need to do much, she seems **** to snog you. Her arms are around your back so she can push her enormous globes of breasts into your chest while her tongue eagerly explores her mouth. Your hands instinctively land on her arse and you enjoy feeling the shape of her buttocks. They are firm but with a good amount of wobble and you can't resist giving them a squeeze. The contours of her butt cheeks seem to compel your hands to explore the tight space between them. You realise her own hands are mirroring your actions, roaming over your butt cheeks, and then she pokes a finger in between them. The elasticity of your clothing allows her to go further than you were expecting, her fingertips gently circling and probing your anus before pushing slowly but firmly further inside. While still exploring her mouth with your tongue and savouring the feel of her heavy tits against your chest, you attempt to reciprocate, gently pushing a finger into her arse. {if fart=true}She hums gently, then farts loudly and you feel the rush of air rushing through the small holes in the fabric of her knickers. {endif}You decide it's finally time to break off the kiss and step away.

Just as Rob did, you need a moment to recatch your breath.

"What a fucking dirty slut she is, right?" prompts Rob as you regain your composure. You try to think what to say, what compliment to play, and decide to go with the obvious.

"Yep, she certainly knows how to finger a man's arsehole, and her own arse is incredible," you manage.

"Too right, I'll be ramming my cock up there tonight for sure," replies Rob. "Lovely to meet you both. Emily - this is..." Rob struggles to remember Mary's name. "This is Lance's fucktoy of a wife."

"Mary," you say, helpfully.

"Yeah, Mary," says Rob, and the two women begin to embrace. You and Rob watch as their giant bosoms mash against each other and the two women begin to snog. "Let's be honest, their names hardly matter now, they're all just massive-titted, big-arsed fucking machines and I'm fucking fine with that. This arse is your property now," he says, cupping one of Mary's buttocks, "and this is mine," he slaps Emilys arse, hard, and you watch as her cheeks ripple jiggle in response, "so as long as I know your name and you know mine, that's all we need for me to access... Mary did you say?... or for you to have your way with Emily."

You're not to keen on this sort of objectification of women, but equally you can't really disagree with Rob's analysis of the situation, so you stay quiet while watching your wife snog and grope his. Whatever their names are.