The Visitor from Vienna

They unfolded the sofa bed, then tied me to a chair. I had to sit and watch as Paul fucked Veronika. I watched as they lay on the bed, kissing. He slowly inserted his penis into her and they fucked. Paul even took her up the behind, where Veronika never allowed me.

Soon they untied me and had me lay between them in the bed. They both kissed my neck and fondled me all over through the satin clothes.

“You’re going to be our slave from now on.” Paul explained. “I told Veronika about the stories last night. She seemed to like them as much as I did, so now your fantasy has come true.”

“But what about you and me Veronika?” I asked.

“We’ll still be together, we’ll still get married, but you will serve me, and I will be lovers with Paul. What do you think?”

“And if I don’t agree?”

“Why shouldn’t you agree? It’s want you want isn’t it?”

I looked down. “I’ve never really thought it could come true. It was just a fantasy.”

“Well, now you’re going to have to live with it.”

I nodded.

Paul clapped his hands and went into the bathroom to wash his penis. When he came out he presented it to my lips, I reluctantly opened my mouth and let it in and began sucking. I slowly bobbed up and down on it, licking around the top and along the base. I heard Veronika go through one of the bags. Soon I felt her pulling up my skirt and pulling down my panties again. It wasn’t long till I was on my knees, sucking at Paul’s dick. Behind me I realised Veronika had attached a strap-on dildo to herself and was now positioning it at my arsehole.

The searing pain went through me again as I was entered for the second time, this time by my own fiancée. I felt so ashamed, humiliated, but I liked it, all of it.

By the end of the day I had been fucked many times. Paul stayed the night; he and Veronika hugged and kissed most of the night, while I slept on the camp bed. They had made me wear a black satin with lace trim loose fitting teddy to bed.