It Ain't What You Do, It’s The Way That You Do It. (Part One)

By now, the erotic tension in the room was electric. All I could see around me was the naked manly flesh of my sexually aroused friends, their proudly standing penises were in direct competition for my attention with that scantily clad **** wife of mine lying on the floor. The woman who's body I promised to worship at our wedding ceremony; the woman who's body I was just about to help my three best mates ravish. How did I feel about that? Curiously excited. The close proximity of Morris's, Big Bill's and Trevor's naked bodies to my wife lent her an allure she certainly wouldn't have had for me had we been alone together right now. Indeed, right now, raw sex was king; sex was God and we could hardly wait to hurl ourselves into some heavy duty worship.

Yet wait we did. All four of us stood over Julia, just gazing on her; taking in and appreciating her womanly form. Soon, all I was seeing were cocks and Julia. My own penis standing proudly among the rest. An idea struck me that I couldn't wait to share with the others. "Hey you guys" I said, "remember that story of the musketeers? Everytime they were about to fight anyone, they clashed their swords together whilst saying 'all for one and one for all' as a sign of their unity. What say you to us doing the same with our cocks before we all fuck Julia?"

After a short pause for thought, Morris said "we'd never all get close enough. We'd have to do that one on one, one at a time like.

"I'm game" was Trevor's enthusiastic response.

Big Billy simply stepped in front of me, waving well oiled weapon at me. I took my own love-spear in hand to bring it under control. We didn't so much "clash" our cocks as vertically line them up and press them together as we embraced, our bellies keeping them in place. The sensation I got from the feel of Bill's weighty and warm cock against mine was overwhelmingly erotic. On impulse, I began to move so that our penises rubbed together but soon stopped when I realised how close to orgasm I was rapidly becoming. "All for one and one for all, Billy" I whispered. He said the same to me, gave me a knowing wink. Then we parted to do the same with the other lads. This done, there was nothing left to do . . . but Julia.

I'm sure my comrades-in-**** had been fantasising about having sex with Julia for years, just as I had about some of their more desirable wives, girl friends and daughters. Now, they were to get their chance. With my three amigos hovering around me, I knelt down by Julia, slipped straps of her night dress off of her shoulders, thus turning it into a silky sheath. I'd hoped I'd be able to pull down and slide it off of her, leaving her sprawled out on her back, completely naked and in some sexy pose or other. Gravity and Julia's weight thought otherwise, but as I struggled, the boys came to my aid, chanting "all for one and one for all " It was as if it were our battle cry which, now I come to think of it, it was. As many handfuls of Julia were being grabbed as handfuls of material as we wrestled with the silky but uncooperative material. We wrestled until it tore in a most satisfactory way. So, we tore it some more. In fact, we shredded it until it was no more than a tangle of green ribbons which we discarded whilst we got our breath back. Billy and I stepped back and watched Trevor and Morris resume giving Julia's breasts, thighs and arse a thorough mauling.

"This 'all for one and one for all' thing; it rather suggests we'll be sharing other women in this way from time to time, doesn't it?" The question came from Billy and the answer came oh so easily to me. "Yes, I rather suppose it does. How do you feel about that, big man?"

"Excited."

"Me too. Ready for a bit of sodomy right now?

"You bet. Pass me that virgin's oil bottle again, will you?"