3 Part Three.

In the early hours of the following morning, Hank got up to use the toilet. Upon his return, the same procedure from the previous day was followed, as he mounted his wife and began to fuck her. Kelleigh would get used to this daily ritual, and had no objections whatsoever. Propped up on his elbows he kissed her gently, as his dick slid in and out of Kelleigh. After two days of not showering, Hanks body odour had intensified, and Kelleigh was becoming intoxicated by his manly essence. With his thick knob inside her and the hum of his armpits hovering over them, she began to gasp with excitement.

"Harder… please fuck me harder," she begged.

Lifting up on straight arms, Hank did as requested and began banging into her. Kelleigh ran her hands up Hank's torso, finally locating his moist pits. When her fingers started tickling the damp hair under his arms, Hank became overexcited.

"Oh fuck… fuck yeah," he cried as his body shook rapturously. "Take my spunk, take it, fuck yeah… take it in your hot pussy," he panted as he spewed into her.

"Yes… Yesss," she groaned united in bliss. After Hank fell asleep, she lay next to him with her fingers under her nostrils. Happily, she drifted off to sleep sniffing his masculinity.

Kelleigh again showered alone the following morning before joining Hank for breakfast. When Hank left, Kelleigh really began to familiarize herself with her new surroundings. At around eleven o'clock Hank phoned her and asked her to make him sandwiches. He was having a hectic day and wouldn't be able to join Kelleigh for lunch. Twice that week, however, they did enjoy a lunchtime quickie on Tuesday and Thursday. On Wednesday's, Hank and his dad, Hank senior, always went to town to take care of business. This weekly visit always included a lunch treat, at a steakhouse in town.

Throughout the week Kelleigh and Hank had sex at night and in the early hours of the morning. Titch also continued his voyeuristic escapades in the evenings. At dinner on Friday, Kelleigh reversed an earlier decision she had made and told Hank about the conversation she had with Titch.

Hank smiled as he confirmed what Titch had told her, before stating, "I'm happy that you brought up the subject."

"Why?" she inquired.

"Well… I have invited Titch to dinner tomorrow evening, and want him to join us in the bedroom afterward," Hank said, matter-of-factly.

Kelleigh was stunned, and she sat quietly observing Hank for quite some time. "For sex?" she whispered eventually.

"Yes. It's time to restart our college tradition," he stated.

"But, I'm your wife," she blurted out, in disbelief.

"So? Kelleigh let me remind you of a conversation we had on our wedding night. The bedroom, my domain… what I say, goes. Your role is to comply, and that's that," he ordered. "B'sides, you'll enjoy Titch, he's very… Talented," he said, stressing the last word.

Kelleigh's mouth went dry. "But, we're married," she whimpered.

"Sure, and if I chose to share your with my buddy, you'll obey," he said emphatically.

"But…" she uttered, before being interrupted.

"Kelleigh, I've spoken. Tomorrow night Titch is going to fuck you, simple as that. Now, where's the dessert you promised me?" Hank concluded.

In a trance-like state, Kelleigh got up and fetched their dessert. When they headed off to bed, Kelleigh was sulking. After they undressed she turned her head to the side when Hank tried to kiss her. Annoyed, he pulled her chin towards him. "I see you need some more discipline," he stated. In a flash, he was seated at the end of the bed with her wrists in his left hand, before his right hand began to rain down on her backside. His smacks were a lot more intense than on the former occasion. After several slaps, as her pussy began to moisten Kelleigh groaned loudly.

With her cunt sopping wet, Hank forced his hand between her legs and began fingering her. She willingly opened to him gasping with pleasure. One, then two of his fingers pistoned into her as her head heaved up and down in ecstasy. With her pussy suppurating with lust, he placed her over the end of the bed and slammed his dick into her.

Watching outside, Titch almost ripped his knob off with excitement as his buddy fucked Kelleigh doggy style. Observing the hot scene before him Titch couldn't hold back and began spraying his jizz all over the flowerbed. 'One more day, one more fucking day,' he thought as he wandered off to his cottage.

Hank did not awaken in the early hours of the following morning as usual, but when he finally did he headed for the shower, beckoning Kelleigh to follow him. With her back against the tiles, Hank lifted her right leg and sought entry. Once he got his rhythm going, he cupped her backside in both his hands lifting Kelleigh up. With her arms around his shoulders, he speared into Kelleigh's pussy. Hank didn't last too long before unloading.

Still pinning her to the wall Hank said, "Sorry, baby, I can't hold my piss in any longer." Kelleigh immediately began to feel a warm torrent of liquid spraying inside her. Initial shock gave way to unbelievable pleasure as she received the golden fountain from his discharging bladder. Her gasps aroused Hank once more. Widening his stance, and with his outstretched arms anchoring then against the tiles, Kelleigh tightened her arms around his neck and wrapped around Hank's body commenced riding his cock.

After Hank had cum, he again placed her body against the tiles. As he kissed Kelleigh she again began to feel warm liquid spraying into her once more as Hank discharged the remainder of his bladder. When they began showering and washing one another, Hank looked into Kelleigh's eyes and asked, "Do you trust me?"

"Yes," she replied.

"Tonight will be fun, you'll see," he assured her. Kelleigh nodded compliantly.

The entire Saturday Kelleigh spent in a stupor.

'Oh god, how am I going to cope with Titch?' she thought. This marriage that she was now so thrilled about after her initial misgivings, had just gone south.

'I'm going to be shared by two men! And what does the word, talented mean? Is he kinky?' she pondered with her mind in a spin.

That afternoon as Kelleigh prepared their meal, Hank had a few beers as he watched sport on the television. After Titch arrived he joined Hank in the lounge, where the two of them drank and smoked. At the dinner table, Hank looked at Titch and said, "Titch, tonight we are going to continue an old college tradition. Kelleigh and I would like you to join us in our bedroom."

Titch, already in the know, did his best to look surprised. Kelleigh just looked down at her food. The guys then continued their chit chat for the remainder of the meal. After dinner, the two men moved through to the lounge as Kelleigh cleared the table and did the dishes. Once done, she shyly joined the men in the sitting room.

A short while later Hank said, "Titch, I think that you and Kelleigh should move through to the bedroom first, and get to know each other a little better."

After a short pause, Titch got up and offered his hand to Kelleigh. Once she arose, he placed his arm on her back and led her off in the direction of the bedroom. Standing next to the bed, Titch lifted Kelleigh's chin to make eye contact with her. "I've been watching you and Hank since your wedding night," he asserted.

"What?" she asked.

"Through the window… Hank always makes sure the curtains are open," he answered.

Glancing at the window, Kelleigh felt a chill running down her back. Titch then began pulling her dress up and over her head, before tossing it aside. Titch then removed his shirt before undoing his trousers and letting them drop to the floor. Moving closer to Kelleigh Titch enclosed her in his arms before unclasping her bra. As she looked up at him she saw his head closing in on her mouth. Although Kelleigh was used to facial hair with Hank, Titch's beard and moustache were unkempt, and hair always hung over his lips. Soon she felt his hairy mouth mashing onto her lips.

Through a curtain of hair, she felt his tongue prodding, before opening her mouth to him. Having never been this near to Titch before, she was also sampling the much stronger male aroma that he radiated, and was astonished by how much the smell was turning her on. Titch then pushed her panties down before gently turning her body around. As he clamped her from behind his left hand began to fondle her breasts. His right hand first caressed her stomach, before moving ever downward.

When Titch's right hand reached the top of her pussy, his middle finger slowly commenced rubbing her clit. Through his underpants, Kelleigh could feel Titch's rigid knob pressing up against her. When her gasps began escalating, Titch ran his first and fourth fingers down the outer lips of her cunt, before his middle finger joined in nestling between her inner lips. As a triad of his digits moved up and down her pussy, Kelleigh's gasps turned to groans. Titch's left hand also began upping the ante as he began tweaking her excited nipples.

Directing Kelleigh to the edge of the bed, Titch instructed her to mount the bed on her knees in the doggy position. Looking back between her legs, Kelleigh clearly saw how 'talented' Titch was after he had pushed his underpants down. Not only was his knob longer than Hank's it was also much thicker. Observing Titch's right hand lift his huge snake, she heard him ask, "Is yer little beaver ready to be eaten?"

"Yes," she replied in horny anticipation.

After the reptile lodged its head, it began to burrow. Patiently, the creature entered her as Titch clutched onto her hips. There was no discomfort, only a wonderful feeling of fulfilment. For the next thirty minutes, Titch showed her his incredible stamina and restraint. Occasionally, he would bend over her and stimulate either her tits or pussy with his right hand.

Only once Kelleigh had cum three times, with Titch's fat pole incessantly pushing and pulling, did he unleash his jizz into her. Hank was a great lover but Titch was in another league, and the college tradition she had worried about was finding great favour with Kelleigh.

As they lay side by side on the bed afterward, Titch said, "I wonder when my buddy will be joining us?"

Ten minutes later Titch mounted her body in the missionary position once more, a short while before Hank entered the bedroom.