"Breakfast time, boys and girls, but after that, I have further plans for all three of you. Come on, let's go to the kitchen. Rich and Brit, you two work on breakfast, while Sherry and I relax and talk. The two of you need to get used to your roles as servants around here, after all," I grinned, as Sherry licked her lips, and the married couple held hands on their way to the kitchen.
After a minute or two on my sofa, Sherry leaned over and began kissing me hard on the mouth. Then she planted herself on my lap and slipped me a good deal of tongue. She rubbed her butt against my cock, too, clearly trying to excite me even further. Considering that I still hadn't come, that wasn't hard to do. Then she knelt and started sucking my dick while playing with my balls for a bit. After a bit of that, I pulled her up and kissed her lips before sitting her back down next to me. While I certainly wished to cum soon, I had plans for my sperm that, if things went well, would turn out great for everyone.
"You clearly want me even more aroused. What is going on in your mind, my delightfully devilish slut?" I teased her.
"Oh, I want things to come to a head faster, perhaps. The more we fuck, the more comfortable Rich and Brit will become with other things. They've had their genitals used by others at last, but I want them to move on to the next stage of opening up their marriage sooner rather than later. What do you think of that?" Sherry inquired of me.
"Well, so do I, and I've planned for just what to do when that happens. Hence why I haven't cum just yet, assuming that it happens today. Clearly, they're comfortable with sharing their genitals orally, so we can advance at least one more step. If I am wrong about moving on to full sharing, well, I can always get some relief with the other available holes, can't I?" I smiled wickedly.
"Very true, love. Personally, I badly want to get Rich's cock inside my cunny, have it pounding me into next week, preferably while you slam Brittany's quim. In fact, perhaps we can sell it in terms of improving my odds of conception as well as theirs. The same logic applies. Of course, to that end, come to think of it, I really should let Sanjay have a chance to impregnate me, too, just in case. The idea of three men's cum...maybe more than that, filling my fanny as well as Brit's...maybe Devi's, too, since she loves to share. Very delicious idea, wouldn't you agree?" Sherry proposed.
"I concur with those ideas, yes. Maybe that other cousin of Devi's as well as Gustavo, too. Be the makings of a nice little orgy or gang-bang now and then, maybe each woman taking turns as the focus of the gang-bang and the other two acting as fluffers at that moment...with the object of the gang-bang being to knock the woman in question up. We should probably warn the men upfront about our men's intentions, mind you," I chuckled at that notion, even as I felt my precum leaking.
"Oh, dear, love...you're too excited...you shan't make it at this rate. Good intentions and all that don't make that morning wood go down," Sherry winked at me, now bending over in front of me, offering me any hole that I wished.
After all of that impregnation talk, it wasn't surprising that I opted to begin fucking Sherry from behind, pulling her hair as well. My cock was more than ready to go deep and long inside her, ramming her without mercy as well. I plowed her vigorously, causing her to begin cussing like a sailor and begging me for more. She definitely wasn't asking me to stop, especially as she moved her hips repeatedly toward me and arched her back, while her toes curled more than a little. I got the impression that she was as excited by the prospect of getting pregnant as I was at the idea of making her that way. Her cunt was truly wonderful to fuck, of course, but then I long knew that, as we were exes.
We were still in the middle of fucking when I felt a pair of hand separate my buns and a tongue slide between them. I didn't know who was doing this to me, but I wasn't about to resist or oppose it, nor did I object when a second tongue moved right in next to it. Now I was being rimmed by Rich and Brit alike, and neither of them were shy about their intentions. When I felt a finger slip into my asshole and a soft hand stroke my balls in a very pleasant manner, I lost all semblance of control, shooting my load inside Sherry's cunt. However, she hadn't come yet, and now was my opening to move things along.
"I'm afraid that since I just now emptied my balls of the seed built up all night and morning long, I didn't last as long as I prefer. I need someone to fill in the gap, so to speak. How about it, Rich? Are you ready to throw caution to the wind and open up your marriage completely? Sherry needs to cum and she needs another man's seed inside her, to make extra sure that she conceives. Are you ready to make her a happy woman? What do you think, Brit?" I turned to each of them.
"Oh, Rich, love, please...please fucking take my fanny already!" Sherry cussed and begged for it, being so close.
Rich was now quite stiff and Brit gave all of us her input by moving her hand to Sherry's twat to spread some of my cum and Sherry's juices to Rich's cock for lube. She whispered in his ear and started jerking him to the point that he was fully erect and eager for relief. He acted on instinct now, making more of an atavistic choice than a modern, "respectable" one. Rich walked behind Sherry, his nerves causing his hands to shake, but encouraged by Brit and me egging him on. I began fondling his ass, while Brit parted Sherry's lips to help guide her husband inside another woman's snatch for the first time since they wed. It was bareback and there was no doubt that if Sherry were fertile, Rich would have a 50/50 chance of impregnating her. The time had come...soft swinging was dead...long live complete sharing.
My excitement at watching Rich take Sherry right after me was nothing compared to Brit's enjoyment of the scene in front of us. She practically beamed before she knelt and began sucking my cock with incredible enthusiasm. It was clear that she wanted me hard again and soon...that she wanted me to fuck her and yesterday. Brit left no doubt in my mind that she had long hoped that this would be an outcome of their deal...she wanted their marriage opened up totally, though she also enjoyed being my anal slave best of all. Rich had been reluctant about going all the way, but Brit and Sherry had helped me nudge him in the right direction.
There was no going back now and we all knew it. No holes were barred and everyone would be fucking everyone else here in every combination possible. That fact was driven home with every thrust of Rich's dick into Sherry's pussy, inching him closer to cumming inside her and filling her with his seed. This realization helped finish the job of making me hard again, especially on top of Brit sucking my cock for dear life.
"Alright, Brit, it seems that breakfast must wait. I'm going to fuck you, but first, you must grab the strap-on. Put it on and lube Rich up to peg him. I want to fuck you while you plunder him and he takes Sherry," I instructed Brit, who grinned deliciously at that idea.
Seeing Brit slide her strap-on on and enter Rich, I was more than ready to begin fucking her hard from behind, and she was especially eager to welcome me inside her at last. Her silky, smooth pussy fit my cock like a glove and I reveled in its warm, soft wetness, sinking my stiff rod deep within her. The realization that I was fucking another man's wife bareback in her pussy, the act that could make her pregnant to me, was more than enough to drive me on, just as it apparently thrilled her...along with the experience of pegging her husband while he rammed another woman's cunt. We were such a delightful train, the four of us, my every thrust pushing Brit inside Rich, while she pressed him further into Sherry.
At last, however, Sherry couldn't restrain herself further and she screamed her orgasm, not all of it in English, either...a fresh reminder that this delicious vixen was of Indian stock, which further excited me at least. It didn't hurt Rich, either, as demonstrated when he came almost immediately after she did, filling a woman other than his wife with seed in her twat at last: the ultimate sign of an open marriage. Brit came almost instantly after her hubby seeded Sherry, no doubt at least in part over the sexiness of breaking that taboo...and the awareness of what was about to follow. I found my cock twitching as my cum shot out while I was balls deep inside Brit...I had done it. I came inside a married woman's unprotected pussy...I took the chance of knocking her up.
I planted a kiss on each woman's lips, followed by kissing Rich, and then instructing him to kiss them as well. Rich grinned very widely, making it clear that he was happy with the outcome. He smiled even more when his wife knelt and licked Sherry's juices off his dick, while Sherry did the same for me. Now, however, we were all ravenously hungry and so I decided that it was time to eat. Hopefully, breakfast wouldn't be too cold.
"As delicious of an afterglow as this is, I, for one, am starving. Time to eat...whatever it is that you two cooked up for us," I smiled at the couple while Sherry put her arms around my waist.
By then, Brittany felt a bit ridiculous still wearing her strap-on and thigh harness. She removed them and led the way to the breakfast table, where we found plates full of pancakes, smothered in butter with plenty of syrup and blueberries covering them, too. They were apparently still hot enough to eat, which was good, but then again, we hadn't been engaged in our little orgy for very long that time. No doubt, that was due to the sheer stimulation involved in a train, which was something worth noting for the future. In any case, there were also eggs, bacon, and hash browns. We had plenty to eat for breakfast and then some, which was good, because we were likely to burn even more calories by the end of the day.
As we sat down to eat, both Brit and Sherry winked at Rich and me, both of them giggling as Rich blushed a bit. We were still naked while eating our breakfast, but that only heightened the surreal sense that our normality was merely superficial. We were anything but normal, but that was a good thing. I would much rather flirt with my three lovers at the breakfast while eating heartily, I thought, as Rich winked at me, too. It was clear that today was just the first of many Sundays like this...and what prospect could be better than good times like this? I, for one, was going to just kick back and enjoy the ride.
