Barb takes action

"Think about it,"

Barbara whispered into my ear, working my dick harder, her thumb caressing the underside of my cockhead as beads of precum ooozed out. "Me and Judi, every morning we'd take turns sucking you, riding you. Our bellies would swell, our tits would leak..." she began kissing along my neck, never ceasing her furious masturbation of me, "...and when our daughters grew, they could do it too. All of us together, loving each other, breeding each other..."

It was too much. Her hand, her tongue, her words. I lost it and covered her hand up to the wrist with my thick cum. And then some. Suffice it to say, I had just made a mess over the basement floor. A genuine puddle of white ooze.

Judi watched the whole thing in utter disbelief and horror. I imagine seeing a man cum a small bucket of cum was enough to overwhelm even the angriest person. And from my end it was enough for me to gain a semblance of clarity now that my balls had been drained a little.

"Barb," I said, with a shaking breath, "I'm still not going to fuck Judi."

The woman tore her eyes away from her cum covered hand and frowned at me. "So you'll just let her go?" There was a strange edge to her voice. "She'll cause you trouble. She'll talk to the cops and ruin everything!"

I was frankly a little startled by this current shift in tone. "I'm not going to rape anyone Barbara, Jesus H Christ!"

Her mouth became a thin line, her stare glacial. "Fine," she said, "if you won't help yourself, then I'll just have to do it for you."

I hadn't quite grasped what the fuck she was talking about when suddenly she walked over to her bound wife and pulled free Judi's gag. The other woman was livid of course.

"Barb, what the actual fuck is all this? How dare-" she was silenced when Barbara literally stuck her cum covered hand into her wife's open mouth. Judi thrashed about, gagged and even tried to bite before Barb finally pulled her hand free.

She smiled at me benignly. "See? Now she's got a taste she'll want you just as much as I do."