SURPRISE

My mouth went dry and I shuddered nervously, as my son stood before me slowly sliding his trousers down to reveal a large penis, in the half-light, it seemed to have a life of its own as it jumped free from its confines. I could feel beads of perspiration on my forehead as I took in the scene. The man, who stood behind me and held my arms in a vice like grip, sniggered and said;

"You're going to get all of that and more besides."

As my son, Paul advanced towards me, I noticed his eyes, were looking me up and down. Oh my god I thought as it dawned on me that I was about to raped by my own son, I started to struggle trying to get away and pleaded with him not to do this. I was frightened and yet almost flattered as his lusty gaze held me in its grip.

"You've a lovely body I have admired it for years and now I am going to have it," then he said with a snigger "I'm going to enjoy this."

I tried to back away, but only succeeded in pushing myself closer to my captor. I could easily feel his erection rubbing my arse through my silk nightdress.

I looked towards my husband who was tied to the bed, in an almost sitting position; he was struggling with his bonds, but to no avail. I still had my husband in view as Paul reached me, again I tried to wriggle free but I was held fast. Paul slid his hand up my legs, under my short shift and I could feel his fingers running through my pubic hair and along the length and between the folds of my vagina. I took a short intake of breath and attempted to close my legs as tight as possible, however I was unable to stop this intruder from slipping the end of his finger inside me, he pushed on and found my dampness and stirred until I could feel myself quite wet, he then slid his lubricated finger up to my clitoris making gentle circular motions pulling the hood back and sweeping over it like a butterfly. I involuntarily opened my legs a little wider; with this newfound space he was able to roam at leisure in, around and along my ever-dampening pussy.

My captor forced me down onto my knees; I had a good idea of what was going to happen next, my face was now level with his penis, I saw that it was quite large about seven or so inches long and fairly thick it was smooth in appearance with a large purplish head who's eye seemed to be staring at me. He held my head tight so that I was unable to move and he pushed his cock straight into my mouth. I tried to clamp my mouth shut, but I could not resist the pressure of his hips pushing towards me, my mouth opened and it glided in as if it had every right to be there, my mouth was filled with this slightly salty, warm and hard muscle. I swallowed hard and gagged a little. I tried to breathe in to ease the pressure at the back of my throat, but I only succeeded in drawing it in deeper, he let out a long sigh. This was unfair one of my greatest pleasures is sucking cock, I really get a kick out of it, and here I was with an excellent specimen in my mouth. I started to feel betrayed by my body, as I felt myself tingle and my heart beating faster, my fanny felt as if it were alive such were the sensations. I glanced at my husband, he had stopped his struggle and was staring at us, his eyes almost popping out, he had the first signs of an erection, and I felt sorry for the poor man, watching his wife get sexually assaulted by her son and his friend, and being unable to help. Now his basic male instincts were taking over as he watched the scene unfold before him.

We had often fantasised about me making love with a couple of other men, but I did not think it would ever happen, at least not in these circumstances being forced and taken by my own son. The man behind me released his grip, tilted me forward so I was almost in the doggy position, he slid at least two fingers up my fanny, and pushed deeply I let out a loud moan as he started slide his fingers nice and slowly in and out of my now eager cunt he stroked and caressed every nerve in my vaginal sheath as he expertly finger fucked me,

"she's fucking soaking" he told my son "what a slut she's fucking loving it"

Which I'm afraid was true; I was starting to enjoy being dominated and having my body being used by these men for their own personal gratification. He was also correct at his observation; I was now so wet that I could feel my juices running down the inside of my thighs. I felt my final strands of resistance crumble and I submitted totally to these two men and their growing lust. I sucked the length of my sons cock into my mouth, dragging my tongue along the underside and flicking it across its eye. His breathing was now quite slow and deep as I pleasured him, I lifted my eyes to look at him, his face was contorted with pleasure, and his eyes were closed. This turned me on even more; I had an itch in my fanny that I had not felt for a long time. I now had more freedom of movement so I cupped his balls in my hand they were heavy, maybe with cum I thought. I took each one into my mouth and run my tongue around them. Then I took his cock again into my mouth and slid along its length, I was so turned on now I was almost forcing him to face fuck me as I greedily gobbled on this wonderfully hard offering.

The man behind me was slowly reaming my cunt, pushing in and out, twisting his fingers inside me. I felt him withdraw his fingers from me and I groaned in frustration and pushed my arse against him seeking to have him put them back in me. One of his hands was on the cheek of my arse slowly easing it open a little. I felt the end of his cock sliding between my slick cunt lips and brushing my clit as his other hand he guided his erection so teasingly slowly between the folds of my labia lips, along the length of my well-lubricated fanny then sliding down and nudge into my opening. It pushed slowly and easily past any defences I may have had left, I could feel it going deeper into me and I eased myself back onto it seeking his hardness and wanting it in me. He pushed the tip against my cervix and I felt his balls slap against my bottom I let out a long slow moan of pleasure it felt so good having a nice sized cock fucking me and sucking on my son's gorgeous cock at the same time was so good.

I was now really gone and beyond caring I was enjoying this more than was decent. I lavished my best efforts on the cock in my mouth and accepted the one in my cunt with the greatest pleasure. I looked towards my husband, who had now ceased his struggle and was staring at us; unable to avert his eyes he sported a huge erection. What was going through his mind I wondered, he must be able to hear the bestial slobbering as I slutted myself on my sons cock sucking for all I was worth, also the squelching and slapping of flesh on flesh as I now participated in and willingly allowed myself to be fucked by this stranger, but I just could not stop myself, they had found and pushed some hidden button that freed me from convention and liberated my inner slut self. I'm sure many women must have that button somewhere and long to have it pushed.

I then felt the men change position the other cock came into my mouth, as my sons slammed hard into me,

"Take it you horny bitch, take your sons hard cock," Paul shouted as he drove into me.

"Yes oh yes fuck me you bastard,"

I screamed as the wet dick slipped from mouth,

"Please harder fuck me harder"

I pleaded with him as I fucked back against his thrusts. I was now totally abandoned they were in total control of me and I was the more than willing object of their lust and desires. I felt the familiar tingles and shudders as an orgasm raced through me. I screamed with pleasure as wave after wave of that ultimate pleasurable feeling racked my body. I was roughly turned onto my back both men were now at my face each with their proud and muscular cocks in their hands, each one was fed into my mouth alternately, and I could taste my own love juice, as I tried with no success to get them both in at the same time. I felt my sons hot breath on my wet fanny and a tongue wiggled its way up to my clit,

"god your such a slut, a dirty slut for your sons cock aren't you," Paul's friend whispered in my ear,

I nodded eagerly unable to deny that at that point I was behaving like a slut,

"Yes" I mumbled

As Paul sucked each lip into his mouth, kissed and nibbled gently, his tongue pushed into me lapping my juices and making more in the process, it then slipped to my love bud, which was sucked, licked and manipulated by this very able mouth.

The other man was now lying on his back, with his erection poking up from his groin. I was swiftly manhandled across him until I was straddling his cock, he guided it towards my cunt and I pushed down onto it. I loved feeling it pushing deep inside me, thrusting and twitching as I willingly rode him, I was aware that I was moaning obscenities and breathing loudly and heard the squelching as I shoved my arse up and down on his cock. I opened my eyes, I was looking straight at my husband, he was staring at me open mouthed his cock was as stiff as I'd ever seen it. I had my back towards the man fucking me, my thighs spread obscenely wide I then realised that with my legs spread in this way my husband had an unrestricted view of my fanny, he could clearly see my cunt lips grabbing this cock as I impaled my self willingly onto it.

The guy fucking me rubbed my clit and looked at my husband I felt my eyes roll as I tilted my head back in sheer pleasures at the sensations that were running up and down my body, my son stood up and forced his erection into my mouth. I instantly orgasamed again, this time with such feeling that my love juice squirted, I felt as though I had had a pee, but I hadn't.

"She's a great fuck," Paul said to his father, "and a very willing one as well." He added.

Paul's friend looked at my husband and said

"Judging by you're stiff cock. You seem to be enjoying it as well seeing your wife fucked like this,"

After we had been in this position for a while, I was lifted and placed on the bed next to my husband, I felt the heat from his body, my head was pushed down onto my husband's dick, this was more familiar, I thought, and enjoyed the comfort it brought. I was pushed from my thoughts as a cock was slid into my sopping cunt I had no idea who it was at first, a slow and sensual fucking motion started, almost tenderly, gently pushing inside me seeking out the sensitive and responsive parts of me. I was made aware that my son was at my head, his cock gently rubbing my cheek, I took each one into my mouth in turn, my husbands and my sons cocks they both felt really good, especially as I was getting such terrific treatment at the other end I felt like a real whore now especially as I had my husband to play with as well, I now had three stiff dicks, and I were enjoying coping with all of them and loved Sucking, nibbling and accepting them into my mouth and cunt.

I was turned about and now had my knees either side of my husbands head in a doggy position my cunt over my husband's mouth, without hesitation he started lick my clit. A cock pushed hard into me firmly sliding its length deep into me. Fuck, what a wonderful feeling such exquisite sensations I screamed with pleasure. Then the third cock not to be outdone fed its self into my mouth. I thought I was dead and gone to heaven. As my clit was treated to a good licking as I was being fucked, wonderful. I could feel that the speed of the cock in my cunt increase and after several deep pushes I felt him shoot his load inside me I felt it splash against my cervix and fill me up.

I can't remember having so much cum pumped into me. I wiggled my arse and squeezed my inner muscles trying to milk the last drop I felt a firm slap across my arse cheeks. He pulled out and came to my mouth and pushed it in.

"Can't leave with a messy cock," said Paul's friend

As I greedily sucked hard on it, tasting his salty sperm mixed with my own sweet love juice. I was once more manhandled around, the sight that greeted me was a real turn on, my old mans face was covered in the mix of my lovers spunk and my love juice. It had run from my cunt as I had cleaned his cock and wiggled my arse.

I was getting another good fucking at the business end as Paul fucked me, and I started to lick my husbands face clean, he was moaning with pleasure I glanced into the mirror and was astonished to see that Paul's friend who had just fucked me was now had my husband cock in his mouth. I'm not sure what he felt about it, but being tied he had no option but to endure it although he sounded happy enough.

My wonderful son who was fucking me pulled out quickly and directed his come over my face and tits I tried to rub it in, but was forced down onto my husbands face.

"Lick her tits and taste my spunk," Paul ordered

And my old man duly obliged. I was then lifted and lowered onto my husband's stiff cock it felt really hard. It only took a couple of quick pushes down and I then felt a third cock explode inside me. It felt fucking marvellous.

We all collapsed into a heap, and lay their for several minutes, Paul's friend untied my husband, as my son returned from the refrigerator with some cold beers,

"Was that ok" he said.

I was dumbfounded and confused.

"Fucking brilliant" replied my husband

Who was now grinning at me.

"Happy birthday darling. "I knew you would be to shy to admit you wanted your fantasy about your son to really happen."

He grinned again and held my hand,

"So I arranged this with Paul and his mate." "I hope you aren't angry, he added quickly."

The huge smile on my face, my perspiration and sticky body answered his question. I gave him a big kiss.

"How do I follow that for your birthday" I asked.

"Just doing it again would be a perfect present for me" he answered,

My smile got bigger.

"The problem is," I started looking between my husband and my son, "is now that I have experienced Paul as a lover I am sure I will want him again."

Paul looked at his father, who was smiling,

"I see no problem with that I am sure he and I can work something out."

Paul grinned and looked at me.

"My little submissive lover and slut," he said quietly,

Then while looking at me but speaking to his father he added,

"Our little submissive fuck toy eh Dad."

They smiled at each other then laughed as they clasped hands and hugged each other,

"Yea for sure that would be great, she will be so perfect for our personal fuck slut," replied my husband.

My tummy lurched with excitement as I took on board their willingness to share and use me. I kissed my husband and my son whispering to them both

"We will all have such fun my special men."

I kissed Paul's friends, and went into the bath. As I soaked myself I felt really happy, I had been shagged half to death, with the blessing and involvement of my husband, and I had felt like a Queen having three men wanting me, and just taking me as they wanted regardless of my feelings, that was such a nice feeling. I thought about the arrangement that my husband and son had made between themselves, again without asking me how I felt about it god that excited me. I wondered how they planed to share me and I tried to imagine what it would be like having two lovers in the house, I smiled in anticipation.

As I soaked dreamily easing the slight throbbing in my well-used pussy I could hear the chatter and laughter drifting up from downstairs. I wonder what they were talking about or maybe even planning, perhaps more nights like tonight God I hope so I thought."I was sitting in the kitchen with my first coffee of the day reflecting on the events of the previous night. It was like a dream, but my throbbing pussy was testament to the fact that it had happened. I still found it hard to believe that my husband and son had schemed together to help me realise my wildest fantasy. To be fucked by more than one man and to make one of the other men my son realised another dark fantasy.

I have always had something of a submissive streak and the way I was taken last night played to that side of my personality. My husband, Dave had always been aware that once I was turned on I was very willing to give in to him and his whims, but he had never really taken advantage of it however, the way he planned and executed things last night showed that perhaps his mind and active imagination was more powerful and maybe that planning was his strong point, but it had never shown itself so graphically before.

The way my husband took subtle control surprised me, and offering to share me with Paul; my son was both astounding and very exciting. I wondered though how they would be this morning in the cold light of day, now that the lust of the moment had passed. I was also nervous about that as well and wondered just how I would react. For sure I found the prospect deliciously exciting. When my son called me their little fucktoy I shuddered and even now my tummy got butterflies with anticipation of what might happen if they went through with their proposals. Just how would they share me I wondered, and apart from the obvious what would be expected of me?

I heard some movement and mumbling drifting down from upstairs so I started to make a pot of tea for them, a short while later I saw Paul enter the kitchen; he was only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist and he was grinning from ear to ear.

"How are you this morning," he asked

How should I react I thought, should I show him that I was OK and happy with what had occurred or should I be contrite and ask for his forgiveness for letting myself go in such a debased way.

"Just fine, thank you," I answered returning his smile.

I was standing at the worktop pouring his cup of tea; he came behind me and held my waist putting his arms around me and hugging me to him. He had never greeted me like this before and again I felt those butterflies in my tummy.

"Did you like your birthday surprise last night, it certainly looked like you did?" he asked me

I know I blushed a bright shade of pink and I cast my eyes down a little, I was not sure how to reply. "Not bashful are you," he asked, "that's different to last night you were really wild then and it certainly looked like you enjoyed having those three cocks pleasuring you, but at the same time you looked beautiful it was great to see you enjoying yourself and looking so happy," He added.

I turned and looked into his eyes, I was still feeling a little unsure and embarrassed at admitting a thing like that to my son, I blushed again.

"You know I loved it," I whispered in his ear.

He turned me to face him and kissed me on the lips, not a mother son sort of kiss; it was passionate with his tongue sweeping over my lips trying to gain entry into my mouth. I was taken a little off guard I did not expect this quite so soon. I felt his hand gently cup my breast and start to me massage it, gently running the palm of his hand over my nipples. I sighed, as the lovely sensations seemed to run from my nipples down to my pussy. I returned his kiss our mouths locked together with our tongues dancing in each other's mouth. He continued his teasing as he pulled and rubbed my nipples, he nibbled and blew into my ear and kissed the nape of my neck.

"You know that Dad and I were serious last night about sharing you. The question is are you still happy to be our little fuck toy?"

I did not expect him to be so forthright; I had assumed this conversation would come from my husband. I felt myself tingle with excitement at his statement. But I did want to answer, not before I had spoken with my husband just to make sure he was still happy with this new arrangement, I was worried about offending his male pride, Men can be so fragile at times and I did not want to upset him. I looked up at him and smiled, but I remained silent.

"Come on Mum admit it," he whispered. "You loved having those three cocks didn't you?"

I merely nodded, I was to afraid of what might happen and how far I might go with him if I told him just how much I did love it.

"Dad has told me what a dirty slut you can be in the bedroom," he whispered as he tweaked my nipples making me shiver." He told me how you tend to be submissive and last night you were a little submissive weren't you?"

My mind was spinning everything he was saying was true; I was starting to get turned on and him telling me what a slut was last night made the memories of those cocks dominating me flit through my mind, making my pussy tingle. I did want some more wild sex like I got last night I had loved every single second of it. I felt myself weakening as he kissed me and played with my tits. His hand slipped down to my pussy and started to rub it gently his fingers softly stroking the lips.

""Open your legs a bit mum," he asked.

I kept my legs closed not wanting to give in to my building desires, I desperately needed to see Dave first, but his fingers were teasing me and I felt my pussy starting to get wet. He put his mouth next to my ear and whispered.

"You were certainly looked and acted like a dirty bitch last night as you sucked on my cock and then willingly let all three of us fuck you. Now come on admit that you would like some more of that."

He was still trying to ease my thighs apart his fingers pushing and stroking seeking out my sensitive spots it was starting to feel so good and I knew that if he kept up this pressure I would soon be surrendering to his advances. I kissed him more passionately as I felt him press his hard cock against my thigh it felt so big and hard.

"Come on my little sub, open your legs a little for me, let me make you feel good, you know that you want to. Your just aching to have me caresses your cunt." Him using that word to me only served to add to my lust.

"You just long to feel my cock throbbing in your hands. You know you want to be the dirty bitch you were last night, come on baby let me push my fingers into your wet pussy, why don't you just stoke and wank my young hard cock I know that want to don't you do? " He said as he squeezed my bottom pulling me onto his cock.

I started to give in to his firm persuasive voice I felt my nipples stiffen and my pussy twitch as his words penetrated my mind. It was like he could read my thoughts; see the turmoil that his teasing was causing me. I started to give in to my basic urges and my more primitive instincts, and then when he called me his little sub my heart missed a beat and my tummy jumped.

"Oh God Paul please don't I shouldn't not until I have spoken with Dad," I whined as I opened my legs for him.

"That's it baby I can see that you want this," he whispered as his fingers slipped into my weeping pussy. " You love it don't you, you want to be a slut for me to feel my cock in you?"

I sighed deeply and nodded I loved feeling his fingers pushing into my cunt and hearing his dirty words. He knew now that he was succeeding and that I was giving in to him, yet he kept up his dirty talk teasing and exciting me still more. I made no effort to stop him as he opened my robe and slipped it off of my shoulders leaving me standing naked before him in my own kitchen. He ran his fingers sticky with my juice softly up and down my body from my tits slowly down across my tummy and so slowly between my slick cunt lips, stroking my clit and dipping again into my moist opening.

He undid the towel that was around his waist and let it fall to the floor leaving him naked as well I could feel the heat from his cock as he pushed it against my thigh. My pussy was quivering and my heart was beating furiously.

"Look Mum look down and see how hard my cock is for you, you want it don't you?"

I looked down and saw his cock hard and throbbing, he was slowly fisting it running his hand up and down its length, as I watched him my chest was pounding and my nipples ached with delight and excitement.

"Tell me you love this, admit to me that you love my cock that you want it to hold and to have it. To feel it's hardness dominating you as it fills and pleases you. Tell me now that you want me to fuck you."

"Oh God Paul," I whispered.

He guided my hand onto his prick and I felt its heat and its hardness, I instinctively squeezed it and I shivered as I felt it twitching in my hand

"Tell me you love my cock," he urged me.

I could not resist him and his seduction any longer, I was as turned on as I have ever been, I could feel my love juice dripping from my pussy onto my thigh, my nipples were so hard they were almost painful. I took a firmer grip on his cock and slowly rubbed it, it felt so very good and I knew in this moment that I had surrendered to him; I needed his cock in me and wanted him to dominate me with it.

"God Paul I do love your cock it's so hard and so big and beautiful, I need it I want to hold it, and to have it filling me" I croaked my mouth dry with excitement.

"That's a good girl, you know you want me to fuck you and for us to share you, deep down you are a slut," "Tell me you are a slut," he whispered"

My breathing was shallow, my hands sweaty and his fingers in my cunt fucking me so teasingly slowly was driving me mad.

"I am a dirty slut and I want to be a fucktoy," I told him.

He smiled at me, a smile of victory I thought he had won me over, seduced me with his firmness, dirty words and skilful fingers he knew now that I was his.

"I know that you are a dad's slut and that wont change, but now you will need to adapt because I want you to be a slut for me as well, to be submissive to me to allowing, me as well as Dad to control you I want you to give me unrestricted access to your body whenever I want it."

I looked into his eyes where I could see his lust, but more than that I could see his love for me and my heart went out to him, I loved him so much and I wanted him to take me. Despite him being my son it seemed natural to give him this physical love people may not understand, but I didn't care anymore. Over his shoulder I spotted some movement and I froze as I saw Dave leaning against the door watching and listening to us, how long he had been there I did not know, but I was suddenly nervous. He smiled at me and blew me a kiss he nodded his head indicating that he was neither annoyed nor surprised. I subsequently found out that they had planned this upstairs and arranged for Paul to come down first to see how I was feeling after last night and to sort of test the waters to see if I was still in the same frame of mind as then.

I stroked his cock slowly as I gathered my courage; I was trembling with lust and excitement I knew it was a big step for us all; it was a life changing moment.

"Paul I love you so much, just as I do your father and I will do anything for you, I want you to take me, to control me. I want to be a slut for you, your personal slut and fuck toy. I give you my mind and my body I will refuse you nothing and I promise to obey you at all times."

Paul kissed me a big smile on his face, "I love you to mum," then with a chuckle added, "my little slut."

Dave came and joined us he took me in his arms and hugged me gently kissing my face and squeezing my bottom. Proving to me that he was indeed happy and not angry. I returned his tender kisses.

"This is up to you baby, I am your wife, your woman and if this is what you want of course I will happily go along with it." I whispered tactfully to my husband.

I looked up at him to see he was smiling broadly; his eyes sparkled with mischief and lust, his face-radiated contentment and I knew I had made the correct decision

I felt a little shiver of excitement course through my body; I was not sure if it was the thought of being a shared woman and looking after two men sexually or being called a slut, but whatever it was it felt nice. It seemed that the dye was cast, I was happy that I had willingly surrendered to my two men.

"I am so happy that you have seen it this way and deep down I know that you want this as much as we do. I know that you are happy with this new arrangement as well, I also know you will cope easily and happily with two lovers." He said with a chuckle.

He smiled again then poured himself a cup of tea; he took it to the table and sat down as if giving Paul and I some space. I looked at my husband and smiled warmly.

"Why do you want this Dave, why are you so keen on me letting Paul have me?"

He was pensive and quiet for a second or two, and then looked up at me with a serious face.

"I know you are a very sexy lady and that you love sex, as I am getting older I am a little concerned that I may leave you needing more." I tried to interrupt, but he carried on. "I had seen the way Paul looked at you, and noticed how he had tried to look up your skirt and such things and I also saw the excitement in your eyes whenever he did and I know you sometimes sat so as he could see more easily. I just knew that he thought you were a hot sexy woman."

"Dave you know I love you, you will always be enough for me." I whispered sincerely.

With a smile he added, "I know you do, but as I get older my performance will diminish, that's a fact of life and rather than see you have an affair with a stranger I spoke to Paul. After his initial shock and after much discussion he admitted he fancied you like mad so I devised our little birthday surprise for you."

I went and kissed him and hugged him to me I felt a great love for him, his selflessness and concern for me was a wonderful demonstration of his love for me and that showed in his eyes.

"Oh Dave I love you so much," I told him.

"So you are happy with the arrangements then, to be a shared woman, a slut for us both and will you be as dirty and naughty for Paul as you has always been in the bedroom for me?"

Kissing him again I whispered. "Yes, yes of course I am happy, but only if you are really sure that you want this." "I do, I really do," he confirmed eagerly.

Paul came and sat on a chair he opened his legs wide his cock sticking up proudly, I stared at it hardly believing that I was now his woman as well, my heart skipped a beat as I thought about all the times we would be spending together. He looked up at me and grinned.

"Come and worship your new cock, show me how much you love it, prove your submission to me you slut, show your husband just how much of a submissive slut you are going to be for me" he said with a firm voice.

I dropped onto my knees between his legs and grasped his cock gently; I kissed the tip and ran my tongue up and down it sucking his balls gently into my mouth. I was in heaven I have always loved sucking cock and to be doing it in front of my husband made it so much better and exciting. I took his cock into my mouth and swirled my tongue around its head trying to get as much of it in as possible I gagged a little when I felt it nudge the back of my throat. I raised my eyes up to look at his face and taking his cock out I started to wank him.

"My god you are such a great cock sucker and you look so beautifully slutty on your knees with a cock in your mouth." Paul whispered.

"Paul I just love your cock, I will always worship and pleasure it. I will always revere and honour it, I want you to dominate me with it."

He smiled at me took his cock holding it at the base then slapped my face twice with it on either cheek. It shocked and surprised me and it stung some, but I found it incredibly exciting, like he was starting to dominate me with it. God I have never been so turned on, he was hitting all the right buttons and I started to revel in my submission to him and his growing dominance of me. My pussy was screaming for relief and I was getting wild with lust. He pulled me up and sat me on his lap.

"Ride my cock fuck me you horny bitch," he said.

I lowered myself on to his throbbing cock and I gasped as I felt it nudging my opening and as I lowered myself fully onto it I felt my inner muscles stretching to accommodate this new and very welcome invader.

I glanced at Dave he had his cock in his hands and was grinning as if he had won the lottery.

"That's it Paul she is ours now, our whore to be fucked on demand. Now fuck her good show her you're the boss."

His words added to my lust my mind was spinning as I listened to Dave talking and the feel of this big cock in my cunt. I was in a frenzy as I fucked my son lifting my arse then slamming back down on it. God it felt so good and so right. He lifted me up and laid me on the table and started to fuck me hard and fast, Dave pushed his cock into my mouth and I sucked it in greedily.

"Oh god that's it Paul fuck me it feels so good, master me with your cock you dirty motherfucker, fuck your whore mother." I panted.

He was holding me securely as he fucked me and I pushed my hips up to meet his thrusting cock. Dave started to cum and I swallowed the first jet then he pulled out and covered my face with his jetting spunk, it sent me over the top and I had a wild orgasm. There were lights before my eyes my body twitched and jerked and I screamed as my son continued to fuck me through it.

"Paul this is how it was meant to be, you fucking me like this, I know that I was put here to love you in this way. I love you so much I want you to love me like this forever," I babbled

"I want you to always want to be in me, fucking me making love to me. I want you to fuck me so as I become yours, your loving slut. I want to be your whore your dirty whore," I almost screamed as my orgasm took me higher.

He was grinning as he fucked me and I could see the beads of sweat trickling down his face, oh how I loved him.

"I want you and Dad to use me, abuse me, take me whenever, wherever and anyway you want to, I want you both to master, to me mould me into the sort of slut you want me to be. Even hurt me I don't care the pain will remind me how much we love each other. Make me your dirty willing fucktoy baby."

Paul pushed deeper into me as he started to cum, I felt his hot spunk splashing inside me filling me and coating my inside with his lovely cum. I hugged him close to me as I felt his cock jerking and spitting inside of me. When he had finished ejaculating he cuddled me and stayed in me for a couple of minute. I started to relax and I basked in the pleasure of having this great cock in me and wallowed in the delight of a wonderful orgasm.

He pulled out and I felt suddenly so empty and I moaned at the loss. I could feel our mingled juices starting to decant from my well-fucked and gaping pussy, but I did not care it felt wonderful.

"Come on you little whore suck his cock for him," said my husband.

For some obscure and inexplicable reason it thrilled me being called a whore by my husband, my submissive streak must really be coming to the fore I thought.

"Yes sir," I replied to Dave, I have never called him sir before and he cocked an eyebrow when I did.

I went to Paul and took his slowly wilting cock gently into my mouth and started to suck it, I tasted his spunk and my juice on it as it filled my mouth so beautifully. He eased me up and kissed me turning me to face his father, my face was covered in his cum and I had Paul's spunk dripping from my pussy I must have looked a real mess.

Dave chuckled, "she looks like a real slut now, covered in our spunk, she is our little cum bucket," he teased.She had better get used to it," added Paul, " she is going to get more fucking now than she has ever had."

"That's for certain," replied Dave.

The two men shook hands and hugged each other, and then looking at me Dave said,

"She is defiantly ours now, she is becoming more compliant as each minute passes. You heard her telling us to use and abuse her to mould her, well that's just what we will do."

Paul nodded and chuckled. "I want a blowjob from you each morning before I leave the house is that clear, he said to me.

"Yes very clear of course I will do as you tell me," I assured him, those butterflies coming back as I accepted his first real instruction.

"And," Dave added, "you will be naked every morning and will not get dressed until after we have left the house do you understand.

"Yes sir I understand completely," I replied as I lowered my eyes respectfully.

Dave hugged and kissed me he stroked my back tenderly.

"Are you happy love, really happy," he asked.

I did not hesitate to reply I looked at him and smiled happily,

"Oh Dave I have never been happier," I told him, "I have my wonderful husband and my very special son to love me and I love you both very much what more could I ask for. And before you ask yes I am very happy to be your whore, your slut and plaything, I promise you that I am very happy indeed with the way things have turned out."

As it was a Saturday Dave had gone to play golf with his buddies and Paul had promised to help his friend with his car. Leaving me sitting alone in the kitchen, my face and body a mess, my legs all wobbly and my pussy throbbing a little from the fucking I had recently received. My mind was a whirl at the way things between Paul, Dave and I had developed so suddenly. I was both surprised and happy at how I had so quickly and willingly given myself to them in this new and exciting way. Promising them that I would obey them in all things and become their sexual plaything made my tummy lurch with excitement and anticipation.

I had a surge of excitement rush around my body as I looked back at what they did to me, and the promises that I had willingly made to them. The overpowering feeling of submissiveness that I was feeling was both liberating and fulfilling. I had always loved pleasing my lover and giving into him, but way they had dominated me this morning was a whole new thing for me and I loved it.

I truly did feel an overpowering need to satisfy them in any way they wanted me to, it was something that I, albeit sub consciously had obviously wanted and desired. However my husband and perhaps to a lesser degree my son had seen that in me and over the past couple of days had skilfully brought it to the front of my mind and got me to admit it and act on it. It was as if they had removed any responsibility from me for any of my libertine actions. I now loved the thought of being controlled by them, especially my son that was so taboo and so very exciting, he had certainly taken the lead this morning.

The day drifted past me in a haze my mind always turning back to the new situation I found myself in. I found it difficult to accept how my life had changed so much I realised that I was now a shared woman, I had two men to satisfy and keep happy, I could hardly believe it and that one of those men was my own son simply added to my incredulity and happiness.

I had taken a bath it was very relaxing and it soothed my aching pussy and limbs. I Did not know what I should wear to greet my men, something skimpy I imagined would please them so I chose a light summer tee shirt in white with no bra, it certainly showed of my breasts well, small thongs and a short summer skirt that I had only ever worn for my husband before, and a light touch of make up completed the look.

The telephone rang and I rushed to answer it, to find that it was Paul, my pulse quickened.

"Hi mum, how are you," he asked

"I am great thank you, why the call?" I asked him

"Dad and I are meeting for a drink and thought you might like to join us," he suggested.

"That will be lovely, just give me time to change," I said.

"Don't worry about that just come as you are," he told me.

I chuckled, "I can't do that I have dressed a little naughtily to meet both of you."

"Have you indeed, tell me what you are wearing," he told me.

So I described what I had on explaining just how short the skirt was and how the top was virtually translucent.

"That's good you can come like that,"

"Oh Paul I cant," I protested "it leaves nothing at all to the imagination."

"You can mum and you will wear those clothes, just remember you promised to obey me in all things, be here in ten minutes." He said sternly

"Ok then Paul, sorry I argued, I will be there as soon as possible."

He told me the name of the pub we were going to and gave me directions telling me he would meet me in the car park then he hung up. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror and saw just how short the skirt was, I had only ever envisaged wearing it at home for my husband's pleasure so it was much shorter than I would normally wear. It came down to about four or five inches below the cheeks of my bottom, I would need to take great care when I sat down I thought.

My breasts were clearly visible in this thin summer top and my nipples stiffened as I realised that anybody there would be able to see them. I could not believe that I was actually going out dressed like this; I thought I look very sluttish. However, my tummy had those butterflies again as I considered sitting in a pub with my son and husband dressed like this. But, as he pointed out I had promised to obey him and if this is what he wanted I felt duty bound to comply with his instructions.

Fifteen minutes later I arrived in the pub car park, I had never been there before and it was quite a way from the village we lived in, which was a relief I would hate for the locals to see me dressed in such a daring and salacious way. I was delighted to see Paul's face when I stepped out of the car, he eyed me up and down approvingly and I felt a little more confident then.

"You look so sexy, stunning," he said "and dressed just like the slut you want to be and that you promised to be," he grinned.

"Thank you I am glad you approve," I replied with more confidence than I felt.

He led me into the bar; it was comfortably furnished and had a nice relaxed atmosphere. My husband came and greeted me giving me a hug and a kiss on my cheek,

"Wow look at you, you look beautiful." He whispered.

He guided me to a high stool at the bar and as I hitched myself onto it I realised that my short skirt had ridden well up and was exposing a lot of my thigh and try as I might it was not long enough to pull down.

"Don't worry about that just be comfortable and show yourself off," Paul told me.

Comfortable was the last thing I felt, especially when I looked around the bar to see it mostly populated with men who were enjoying a drink before going home after their afternoon golfing or whatever. I noticed one or two men glance in my direction looking me quickly up and down. Paul came and put his hand high up on my leg and kissed me. It was as if he was claiming me, giving out the message that I was his, but that the others can look.

I took a sip of my wine and smiled at the two of them, we chatted about their day, Dave briefing me quickly about his round of golf and Paul telling about his day with his friend, Simon I blushed a little as I recalled that he was the third man on that first eventful night.

"I can see that you remember him," Paul laughed.

"How can I possibly forget him, "I answered.

Both guy's looked at me and chuckled. It was a nice moment as we all relived our personal memories of that exciting night.

"I know dad can certainly remember him as well, he has his own little memories of him that night."

I though back to events and remembered that Simon had sucked on Dave's cock, I looked at him and saw that he had gone bright red with embarrassment. It made me wonder for a second if perhaps he had enjoyed that moment more than he would care to admit, maybe he had even told Paul that it was exciting for him.

"Anyway Simon told me how great it had all been and wants a repeat performance." Paul stated. "I think we owe him for helping out that night, we could not have done it without him, so I told him I would arrange for him to come around one night soon."

My pussy twitched as I recalled his nice cock and I smiled at Paul then looked at Dave who was still a little embarrassed.

Paul went on, "I promised him you would give him a really good time," he said to me and I merely nodded, "if that's what you want then it will no problem." I told him.

He looked at his dad and grinned, then whispered so as only we could hear him. "Simon also told me how he loved your cock Dad, so I promised him that he could savour it again and that perhaps you might even return the favour."

Dave's face was priceless his mouth hung open as if the words had evaporated in his mouth before he could speak them; his eyes were wide and staring. I wondered if this was the first shot in some sort of power struggle and that maybe Paul was seeking to effect total control over me and perhaps to a lesser degree his father. Certainly Paul was proving more effective more focused at controlling me and the events as they unfolded. Far better than his father had ever been, whereas Dave had a fertile and active imagination, being able to see and plan things, to my eyes they were a well-matched pair and would feed of each other beautifully. However, I could understand that there probably has to be an alpha male as it were, someone to guide and make decisions to sort of rule f the roost, just as happens in the wild I thought, with herding animals they always have a prominent bull.

In the deepest recesses of my mind and heart I hoped that Paul would come out on top in this struggle, after all Dave had all the years of our marriage to take advantage of my sub streak and lead me into this life style, but he had never really made the required effort. So perhaps, I thought it was time to give my gorgeous son his opportunity to take and train me, for him to give me what I had always secretly wanted, the experience of being truly sub to a caring loving man and I sincerely hoped that man would turn out to be my son.

Paul had sensed that his father was in a quandary and he seized his opportunity, I watched mesmerized as I saw Paul starting to affect some level of control over his father. I saw his hand deftly stroke Dave's crutch area and was amazed to see that he made no effort to stop him, he was looking at Paul his mind obviously working overtime digesting this turn of events.

"Simon is a little bi and he told me how he just loved your nice hard cock and how he would love to have some more of it, but properly this time," Paul informed his dad. "As he was so helpful to us I think its only right to cater to all his needs don't you?" He was looking at Dave now and holding his stare. "Well dad you don't mind do you."

We waited with baited breath for Dave to either acquiesce or react with anger, his face was red and I could see his hands trembling a little.

He sighed heavily, "I guess not, but I have never experienced anything like that before."

"Good man," said Paul warmly, "you just know you want to and you also know that you will love it." Then he paused for a second before adding, "you have always been a little bi-curious haven't you, wondering how a cock would feel in your hands?"

I saw Dave gulp and look at us both, he never said a word, but he lowered his eyes and nodded. I was amazed I had never had any suspicions that my husband was bi-curious and interested in trying it out.

"I thought as much you devious bugger, I saw you eyeing up Simon's manhood the other night and when you never complained when he sucked you I just knew it. Tell you what you can practice at home before Simons visit so as you are not so naive when he comes?"

Dave grinned sheepishly and sipped his drink; Paul winked at me and smiled. He had won this first battle I could see that and he knew it as I suspect did Dave. Paul had in that short time taken the first step to becoming the alpha male of our household and my heart skipped a beat. I took his hand and squeezed it lovingly hoping that he got the message I was trying to pass to him that I was happy indeed for him to be the main man. I leaned into him and kissed him softly.

He smiled at me and gave me a barely perceptible nod, and then I felt him easing my legs apart. I tried to resist for a split second and then accepted that he was now in all but words my new master, so I allowed him to spread my legs a little wider.

"Why are you dong this to me, showing me off in this way?" I asked him tearfully.

His face was serious and his eyes held a look of softness, he looked at me and whispered,

"Because you are mine and I can if I want to," he said firmly." But then in a more tender tone said. "More than that it is because you are truly a beautiful woman, you are very sexy and desirable. I want to show these people just what a gorgeous woman I have to love me."

He paused and drew breath then kissing my forehead went on, "I love you so much more than you realise and I want people, other men if you like to envy me, I don't mind if they see you like this and look up your skirt or at your tits I want them to appreciate your charms."

Tears started to fill my eyes as he carried on, "I also want you to demonstrate to them how much you love and trust by allowing me to show you off like this. It will you definitely prove to them just how much you do love me and say to them look what he has got, but its his not yours but his."

My heart melted I do not know how long it has been since a man showed me such love I felt light headed and giddy with emotion. He had won me over with his soft words and gentleness I heard the sincerity in his voice and saw the love light in his eyes. From that moment I knew for certain that I was his.

"Oh Jesus Paul I love you so very much as well you know that. You also know that I am yours now if you want me," and as I totally relaxed my thigh muscles I said, "this morning I made you promises that I swear I will always keep. I want to be all the things I promised you. Show me off if you want to I don't care just as long as you keep loving me, I will do anything for you."

I felt him slide my skirt up a little more and felt his finger stroking my pussy through my wet thongs. My shame and embarrassment started to dissipate I laid back against my husband, who started to gently caress my breasts as Paul kissed and fingered me, I opened my eyes and saw a few men gathered around watching, but I was so turned on and so in love it never bothered me. I was happy for Paul to stake a claim to me in front of these strangers.

I felt him easing my gusset to one side and felt the cool air on my pussy lips, I was almost convulsing with excitement and I was being overtaken by my carnal urges as he exhibited me so crudely.

I heard one guy say "what a gorgeous cunt she has."

Paul replied, "She certainly has would you like to feel it?"

I looked down as I felt another finger rubbing my wet cunt and I sighed in pleasure as I watched a total stranger rubbing my wet exposed pussy, he slid his finger into me and started a slow sensuous fucking motion.

"Lift your arse," Paul said to me,

I did as instructed without hesitation and I felt him sliding my panties off. My legs were now spread obscenely wide and my unprotected pussy was on display for all to see. I just lay there looking as several men, with Paul's permission of course, started to stroke and feel my cunt it was heady and exciting stuff for me and never in a million years would I have ever dreamed of being so lewd. The fury that raged between my legs robbed me of my long held inhibitions and I laid back and revelled in the feelings that these men were generating in me. All the sexy attention and the sheer wantonness of my behaviour soon brought on an orgasm and as my body jerked and twitched I heard the guys gasping with some applauding.

Paul gave my panties to the first man saying,

"Here is a little keepsake for you," then with a sly smile added, "she may want them back, so leave me you phone number and we will call you," then looking at me said, "you will reward him properly for looking after them wont you."

I guessed that meant letting this stranger fuck me, but I looked at Paul and then at the man who was now holding my panties and said with my voice shaking

"Of course I will, whatever you say Paul, it will be a pleasure."

He then sat me up and the show was over, the men went back to their pints no doubt talking about the slut in the bar. Dave come and stood in front of me he was in total shock I think at what I had done, to see his wife so lewdly displayed and manhandled by so may men was something he never expected to see and in reality a thing no husband should ever witness. It was at this point that my son pushed home his advantage.

"You looked such a dirty slut laying there allowing all those strangers to finger fuck you,"

I made no reply at first just looking at him, my nerves were only just settling down. Then in a soft voice asked.

"Did you like it then, was that what you wanted me to do and how you wanted me to behave."

He grinned at me and indicated his hard cock, which was straining against his trousers. "Yes as you can see I did like it," he said with a giggle. "It was what I wanted you to do."

Then looking at his father, but speaking to me said, "I wanted to demonstrate my hold over you and to have you show your obedience to me, and you were brilliant."

I smiled happily and looked between my husband and son. The fact that Dave was uncomplaining proved that Paul was slowly getting the upper hand.

"So you now accept that you are my woman?" Paul asked

I nodded, "yes I do Paul I am your woman."

"Are you now more my woman than dads then, will I be your number one man from now onwards?"

That was a difficult and embarrassing question and one I was reluctant to answer I looked at Dave and saw the hint of a smile and a slight nod of the head. He was giving me his blessing he was accepting that Paul should now be the dominant man in the family.

"Yes Paul, oh yes," I repeated happily hugging him to me, "I will be yours forever you will always be the dominant man in my life, I will always obey you, be there for you and love you."

He smiled at me his face beaming with joy and said "Ok then that's sorted, from now on you will always answer to me, but if I am not there then you follow dads instructions is that clear?"

"Oh yes indeed sir I understand," I replied enthusiastically.

Paul suddenly seemed to stand taller his victory almost complete, he finished his drink and Dave and I did the same.

"We will leave mums car here and collect it in the morning, you can drive and take the long route through the local town," he told his father. Then looking at me said "you will travel in the back with me," I nodded.

We all started to walk out there were many slaps on Paul's back and squeezes of my arse, which I did not complain about. Every one wished us goodbye and hoped we would return soon,

"I bet they do," said Dave with a chuckle.

That surprised me that he had so quickly accepted what had happened and apparently willingly taken on board that I was now his son's woman. I happily observed that he did not seem phased by it whatsoever. I really did not want a war between them I would have withdrawn my promises if that had happened and gone back to being a faithful wife, as hard as that would now have been.

When we got to the car Dave slipped into the drivers seat and before I could get in Paul told me to undress.

"What here in the car park," I asked.

With a grin and looking at two men who had just arrived he answered, "Yes undress here right now."

I quickly pulled the top over my head and slipped the skirt off, I was standing naked in this car park. Understandably I suppose the two men stopped and looked unbelievingly as I disrobed as I got into the car I cheekily gave them a little wave. The car started to move smoothly away, Paul undid his trousers and got his cock out.

"Look what your slutty behaviour has done to me, come and suck it for me you dirty bitch."

I quickly lowered my head and engulfed his cock with my willing mouth; I was still extremely excited from the events in the bar. His cock felt good in my mouth I loved the slightly salty taste. It was wonderful having my mouth so full of his hard man flesh; I sucked, nipped and gave as good as I could.

"Fuck that feels great you dirty whore," Paul whispered and I redoubled my efforts I loved his praise.

"Your wife sucks cock brilliantly, she is such a dirty bitch," he said to Dave goading and teasing him.

He looked in the driving mirror and saw me feasting on his sons hard and proud cock.

"She certainly does and it looks like she particularly like yours," he answered with a chuckle.

Paul pulled me up and eased me across his lap, I could feel his cock against my wet pussy as it twitched and jumped.

"Fuck me, ride my cock baby," he told me.

I looked around and saw that we were entering the town I was concerned that people would see me.

"We are just coming into town we cant right now as people will see us," I explained.

"I don't care who sees you fucking me, now sit on it and fuck me." He told me sternly.

My pussy ached with desire so with out any further hesitation I lowered myself down and felt his cock nudging into me, he grabbed my hips and forced me down hard and I gasped as I felt his manhood filling me. I lost all sense of where we were as those delicious feelings of being filled with hard cock engulfed me. I started to raise and lower my arse on his cock and commenced fucking him, god it felt so very good. I ignored or simply forgot where we were until we made a stop at traffic lights, where I heard a guy shout, go on love and then added give her one for me mate. I was embarrassed but I never stopped I just looked at him smiled and gave him a little wave.

Paul grabbed my hips and pushed himself further into me and shot his load deep inside my vagina it felt incredible. I suppose being on display in the back of a car and getting fucked as we drove through town had conspired with my horny and wanton mood to give me a serious orgasm and I hugged and held onto my son as my body quivered with pleasure.

We arrived home, Dave opened the front door and I dashed still naked into the refuge of my own home. I felt wonderful really alive and free from the moral constraints that I, and possibly society I suppose had applied to me. I was happier than I can ever recall being and I went to my husband and hugged him tightly to me.

"I love you baby I truly do, you are such a wonderful and loving man allowing me these new exciting freedoms, thank you."

He smiled and hugged me back, "I know you love me and you also know that I love you."

He kissed me gently then said, "I told you this morning my reasons for arranging this and seeing you this afternoon showed I had made a good decision. Its right that Paul should lead you in this way, he is younger has more energy and I can see that you are enjoying him and his attentions no end."

"I am still your wife baby, I still love you just as much."

"Yes you're still my wife and you always will be, but from now on you will in the first instance be his woman."

Then taking Paul's hand he guided it to my pussy and in a sombre voice said,

"Paul I release my wife from her vows of fidelity and I here today formally give her to you to look after and for you to enjoy, for you to use her as you wish to. We will share her as previously arranged, but from now you will be her main lover, her tutor and mentor."

So Paul had won his battle for control, I thought. Dave probably prompted by his fear of getting older and not satisfying me any more had it seemed happily accepted the idea. It was an odd feeling for me being given like that to another man. However, I was very happy I still had my husband who despite my actions I still loved dearly and I now had a younger man as well, someone with raw energy, enthusiasm and love for me. My son was going to prove a great lover and master to me. I leant into my husband's arms and kissed him, then I went and hugged Paul to me kissing him repeatedly.

"With Dads blessing Paul," I said softly. "I am now truly yours in all respects, I am your woman and the promises and oaths I made to you this morning still hold, only more so now. I am your property now and I want to feel your ownership of me I will happily be your chattel and will willingly be whatever you want me to be even your sex slave if that's what you want of me. I will happily be compliant to your will, I hope I went some way to proving that this afternoon."

Paul and his dad shook hands then they both looked at me.

"She looks happier than she has for many years this new lifestyle obviously suits her," my husband said.

Paul nodded, "Did you see what a real slut your wife was earlier, letting all those strangers touch her up and then suck and fuck me in the back of a car, she acted like real whore, but you're right she does look really happy she loves being our slut."

Both men chuckled and agreed that I was acting perfectly. Paul then undressed and sat on a chair.

"Come here my little slut," he told me.

He took hold of my hands and looked at me then at his father.

"Do you know that she twice today argued with me, telling me she could not come to the pub dressed as she was and again in the back of the car where she was reluctant to fuck me because we were in town."

I lowered my eyes to the ground, "Sorry Paul it won't happen again." I assured him

"You need to learn some discipline and to be made aware of what happens if you disobey either dad or me, you need to learn obedience." He told me his voice holding an edge of menace.

He pulled me towards him and lowered me across his knees; surely I thought he is not going to spank me, that's unthinkable. I looked up at Dave and saw him watching proceedings with a little smile, and then Paul eased my legs apart a little. Suddenly a sheering pain shot through my body as his hand came down forcefully on the cheek of my arse. I winced and cried out, but I felt another slap on my other cheek. They were hurting me the slaps were more than the playful ones my husband used to give me. A third slap made me quiver in pain and tears filled my eyes.

"Oh god Paul that really hurts," I cried.

"You will not question me any more will you?"

"No oh god no sir I didn't mean to today," I pleaded.

I tensed as I waited for another slap and when it came it hurt just as much as the others. He told me to stand and as I did he held my hands and turned me to look at him.

"I hope I never have to do that again, but I had to impress on you the importance of total obedience."

"I understand sir, " I whispered trying to choke back the tears, "it is and had been my intention to obey you I am sorry you were displeased with me."

He kissed and held me in his arms. Then he led me by the hand upstairs to the bathroom he told me to sit on the toilet to lay back and spread my legs and to keep my hands by my side. I saw him holding his cock as he aimed it at me. Dave was looking on not speaking.

"This is an act of ultimate humiliation and you need to learn humility, it will mark you as mine and if you accept this act without complaint I will see that you are serious with your promises."

With that he started to piss his hot stream splashing on my face then down over my tits and eventually over my pussy, his flow lasted for a long while and he hosed me all over. It was certainly humiliating for me, but in a perverted sort of way I found it very exciting. but if it was his way of marking me I willingly accepted it. His flow finally stopped and he ran the cock head around my face and under my nose easing it into my mouth.

"Suck me dry my little whore," he instructed me

I did so tasting the saltiness of his piss, then I noticed him nod to Dave who then came and stood before me and started to piss on me as well, he went for ages once again hosing my body with his strong flow I also sucked him dry as well.

"First and most importantly you are a wife and mother and we will always love you as that," Paul whispered.

Blinking away the piss from my eyes I looked up at him and smiled, it was very pleasing that with everything changing so much that he had remembered that and it gave me a feeling of satisfaction.

"Secondly you are ours now to do our bidding, the fact that you made no effort to stop us pissing on you shows us just what a whore and a slut you are." He said as he grinned and helped me up. "I am pleased that you are as well, we will all have lots of fun times together."

Then added, "That's your first lesson in obedience and humility over I hope you are learning."

Dave stood before me, "Whenever you bath, shower or pee you are always to leave the door open, you must have no secrets from us," hetold me. "And you must get used to the idea that from time to time you will be expected to hold our cocks as we piss," he added.

I smiled at him and Dave and nodded, "yes I am learning and I will be pleased to be punished anytime I displease either of you." I assured them.

Then in a somewhat change of style Paul, "if you are not happy mum you can back out now or at anytime you feel uncomfortable we don't won't to hurt you."

Looking at them both I held their hands in mine and I softly said,

"Thank you I appreciate that, but I have no intention of backing away. Your father has always been aware of my hidden desire to be too submissive to a caring man. This is a dream come true for me; and having my son and my husband subjugating me makes that dream even sweeter.