Wife For A Knight Short Story

There was a knock as the door as Will was taking a mouthful of food. He finished his forkful and got up off the sofa and headed out into the hallway for the front door.

“Who is it Will?”, Samantha asked.

“Don’t know yet. Probably a visitor.”, he replied

“Oh okay. Let me know, okay?”

“Yeah. Okay.”

As the door opened the visitor first saw Will’s face and then looked up and down his fully naked, hairy body. What he saw was impressive. Will was average height but had a beautiful brown beard and thick well-groomed hair in a modern style. He was muscular and had a big abdomen – he had a semi-athletic dad bod. And he was completely naked.

Will stretched out his hand to take the visitor’s prepaid card, which the man duly handed to him. Will perused the card.

“Just one visit, then?”

“Yeah. I’m new in town.”

“Well, cum on in – pun intended!”, Will jested, as the visitor entered, and Will shut the door behind him.

“Follow me. You can take your clothes off in the living room and hang them over the back of the sofa. My wife’s upstairs.”, Will directed

“Thanks mate. It’s getting cold outside. Nice to have a warm house to come into.”

“Yeah, my pleasure, friend. Welcome to Cum Town. You been here before?”

“Nah. I pass by on the motorway several times a week but some mates have visited and really enjoyed it and they kept telling me to come, so I got a week off work and I thought I’d give it a try. Bit out of the way, like, but, you know, it’s worth it for a good fuck.”, smirked the young man.

“Well, all the lasses here know the ropes when it comes to entertaining men, my Samantha being no exception. Hey! Sam! We’ve got a visitor. Do you want to come down and say hello?”

From down the stairs there was a slightly muffled reply, “Yeah, sure. Just hang on – I’m just finishing up.”

“Okay, love, take your time, - what’s your name, mate?”

“Robert Durkins”

“I’m William Stewart – you can call me Will.”

“Hello Will. Thanks for having me.”

“Yeah – Robert is just making himself comfortable”, shouted Will so Samantha could hear, “I’ll make him a cuppa.”

Will ushered Rob to sit down and make himself comfortable on the sofa.

“Sorry Robert!”, said Will, moving his food carton out of the way, “I was just having an evening snack. Here, let me take my carton so you can sit down.”

Robert sat down on the sofa and Will sat down in an armchair and they both began to chat.

“So how long have you got to stay for fucking, Robert?”, asked Will, trying to size-up the situation. If Robert didn’t have long, they’d need to cut the chat so Robert could get going with Samantha.

“Oh – like I said, I’m on holiday now and this is all new to me. I have my car with me, so if I get laid, no worries.”

Both Robert and Will noticed that he was getting an erection.

“I see you’re getting warm from the cold”, pointed out Will as he gave a side glance and nod to Robert’s cock.

“Yeah”, laughed Robert, “Only natural, mate. I want to get stuck in.”

“Well, Sam is still tight because she’s always on the pill, so you’ll enjoy and there’s no need to wear a sheath.”

“Yeah – I heard that about the Cum Town girls – they’re nearly all on the pill”.

“Yeah – some have a bad reaction to it and they don’t want a UID inserting, so guys who mate with them wear a rubber. But if it’s guys from the same family, they tend to go commando”

“Oh – I didn’t know that! Why do they go with bare backed males that they’re related to?”, said Robert surprised.

“Well, it’s just the trust element I guess, plus there’s the sensation for the man and woman. Mostly, I think it’s because it feels natural without, and you want to give the best to those closest – you don’t want to impose on those you love. That’s what I think it is.”, explained Will.

“That makes sense.”, Robert agreed.

“Is pregnancy a thing?”

“Oh yeah”, Will replied, “Some plan for it. Like fathers and daughters or mothers and sons. Some can’t like grandmothers and grandsons. If any questions get asked, they just say they don’t know who the father is because it was casual sex. Then, nine months later, mom and son have their firstborn baby who is his or her father’s daughter or son and brother and sister both at the same time. It’s beautiful.”

By this time, he had a full boner, and it was throbbing up and down.

“Oh, that sounds so hot, man.”, he groaned.

“Well, yeah it is. My dad is my brother, and my grandma is my mom and now I’m old enough we all have sex together – well, what I mean is, when my dad isn’t servicing Sally – that’s my grandmother’s name – I am with her, and I service her. We take it in turns but we’re never in the house at the same time – rules. We like to take her best when she’s on her period.”

At this point, Sam walked into the living room. She sat down next to Robert on the sofa, putting her hand squarely on his thigh.

“Hi there!”, she said and smiled.

“Talking of inter-family activity, here is my gorgeous, much younger and prettier sister.”

Samantha had lovely, long, brown, wavy hair and a full figure for such a young woman of thirty years. She was shaved and her pussy was not too small nor too big and most men liked it.

“Love, this is Robert. It’s his first time here and he was recommended to visit by his friends.”

“Oh – are you stopping long, honey, because if not, we can go straight upstairs and have sex right now.”

“I’m here as long as it takes, love”, replied Robert, “but yeah – let’s get started straight away.”

Taking him by the hand with a sort-of pirouette movement and yanking off the sofa by his outstretched hand, she walked with him through the living room door and up the stairs to the marital bedroom – where visitors were taken to fuck.

Sam bent over the bed. This was a standard position to start in. Her juices hadn’t started to flow. Robert spat onto his cock and slid inside Sam. He was of average girth and he felt pleasant inside her, she thought. Robert bent over Sam. Typically, like most boys do, he thrust in and out , gradually picking up speed as he went. Sam was one of those women that could cum at the tip of a hat – in fact, most of the women in town were like that – there were a lot of related families there and this was passed-on in the gene pool. Sam could feel herself getting ready to burst and Robert could feel her vagina tightening around his penis. Naturally, with the added tightness came a good sensation and he increased his speed which only made Sam closer to orgasm and then she came, and Robert dutifully and involuntarily squirt-squirt-squirted a cascade of semen inside her as he reached the point of no return and the male climax. He’d creampied another man’s wife and sister and it felt so simple and it felt so amazing and it felt so right and he felt like a victor. As Sam and Robert stay stuck in the doggy position, with both convulsing from the muscle contractions and so good from the burst of dopamine, with contorted faces, Will walked in complete with bouncing boner. He’d been watching the camera feed downstairs, and it got him horny to see another guy going with his wife. When Robert had recovered, he stood up and pulled out of Sam.

“How was that my friend? Worth the money?”, asked Will.

“Oh yeah, mate – most definitely. Your wife is tight as fuck – just like you said. Shame I can’t make her pregnant.”

“Yeah – sorry mate. Would love to have you fill her with your love juice. We’d have no end of kids if we let that happy scenario happen!”, laughed Will.

Robert nodded, knowingly.

Sam smiled at Robert as she walked between them, dripping, to the bathroom to clean herself off.

“Why don’t you join Sam in the bathroom, and I’ll see you downstairs. Your cuppa is waiting.”

“Grand!”, exclaimed Robert, on his way out of the bedroom. “Which is the bathroom, mate?”, he quizzed.

“Oh – first on the left.”

Sam and Robert showered together. Robert was also a fine figure of a guy gained from working out at the local gym and playing rugby in his spare time. He was stocky but muscular with a gorgeous arse with a proud bush of ginger hair between his legs. They stood under the shower of water in the small cubicle that barely fit them both and pressed themselves together, almost like a baptism, kissing as Sam ran her hands through Robert’s thick, ginger hair, Robert with his strong masculine arms holding her next to his well-developed chest, skin to skin, pushing her into the glass cubicle wall while sporting a firm erection for her. In turn, she rubbed up and down on rod that he was offering her, with her feminine lips and clitoris engorged with blood.

Between the full tongue kisses, when she got her breath, all Sam could gasp or moan was, “You’re my knight in shining armour! Oh my knight!”

When they’d dried up, and kissed a little more, they both descended downstairs, hand-in-hand to the living room.

They both flopped warm, pink, still hand-in-hand, dry and all showered on the sofa.

Will gestured, “Your tea’s there, mate and some biscuits. You look like you need the energy after your exercise with my missus.”

“Thanks mate. I’ll just drink up and go. It was a good experience. I’ll definitely be coming back. Feels like we’re sharing a wife now.”

“Welcome”, said Sam and Will at the same time.

“Our bed is your bed. Our marriage is your marriage”, stated Sam.

"Sounds great! I like the sound of that!", exclaimed Robert.

“Perhaps we can both sample your good lady wife sometime too.”, said Will.

“Well, I’d have to think about that”, said Robert.

“…so long as you’re here to bang my missus!”, said Will as he and Sam both smiled.

Robert was by now sipping his tea and reaching for a biscuit, “So what is it about this place?”, he asked.

“You mean the open sex?”

“Yeah. I mean a whole city! Holy crap! It’s every man’s wet dream!”

“Well, it started about a hundred years ago with a few families who discovered that they all happened to share not only a need to make a way in the world – hence moving to this new settlement – but they also shared a nudist lifestyle too. As time progressed, and attitudes changed – including state prostitution laws and laws protecting what you did in your own home – little by little, life became freer, incest and swinging the norm, and people thought, ‘We can make money out of this!’ and that’s where we are today.”

Robert nodded, eating a digestive as he listened. He had not gone flaccid and had a semi erection. Sam was sat at the side of him, quietly rubbing up and down his inner thigh near to his balls as her husband spoke.

Will continued, “They introduced a card scheme several years back to bring it into the modern age, which is what you bought from the local newsagents. It makes how much we all earn efficient, so we have no hassles. We redeem the cards once a week – usually on our way to the family swingers’ weekly meet up.”

Robert’s ears pricked up. He stopped for a moment, with his biscuit poised in his hand, ready to dunk it.

“Fucking hell! How would I join one of those?”

“Oh – you can’t mate. Sorry. It’s private for families only”, explained Will.

“Fucking shame!”, grumbled Robert, “and you can bang who you like?”

“Yeah, it pretty much works like that mate. Just tap a girl or guy on the shoulder and they walk with you to a bedroom and then you make out and enjoy each other until you both cum.” If it’s a girl, she’ll hold your cock like a dog lead and take you pretty much wherever she wants to get laid. You could always marry into a family here and get into the parties that way.”

“I guess”, mumbled Robert.

Robert put his mug down on the table. It was half-full of tea. With the help of his hands, he pushed up from the sofa and stood up.

“Hey! Thanks for everything. I got to get going.”

“Yeah, no worries, pal – your clothes are there and see you next time. Sam and I are going upstairs to have family, so see yourself out, yeah? That okay?”

“Sure, Will mate.” agreed Rob as he reached for his shirt, “Now I know where to cum for some tight breeding.”

With that, Will and Sam left. Robert heard them go upstairs and as he put on his boxer shorts, socks, trouser, shoes and jacket, he could hear their bedsprings squeaking faster and faster as they both came closer and closer to what he knew as an adult man was what happened to all adult couples around the globe engaged in sex: inevitable ecstasy.

“Wish you well, Will. Squirt her full of sperm hard, mate for me – whatever she is: sister or wife, who cares!”, he thought for his lucky new acquaintance, as he walked into the hallway and slammed the door shut on his way out.

Will and Sam were covered with blankets in the missionary position with Will on top, and Will had just finished his last hump and was climaxing as he was stuck with his rock hard pulsating penis deep up into Sam’s vagina, squirt-squirt-squirting his seed deep into her cervix as he heard the door go. He imagined the fit young lad called Robert pounding his muscular, twenty-something arse up and down as he laid missionary, drenched in sweat, breathless, on top of his wife.

Two weeks later, a pregnancy test confirmed that Sam was pregnant. Nine months later, Sam gave birth to a beautiful, bouncing, nine-pound baby boy with a gorgeous head of ginger hair - and his father, Robert, had now got his wish to be part of the family.