One-Upmanship
By PartyParty.
I’d known Margo almost as long as I knew Sherry. They were best friends who met at college, and there was also a kind of one-upmanship that they played with each other when they were around each other for too long. Margo now lived in Australia, so we probably saw her about once every two or three years now, but Sherry was looking forward to this visit as it coincided with their college reunion.
The first two days were inseparable, but as the days passed, their desire to one-up each other began to surface again. The night after the reunion, we sat in our living room after dinner and were on our second bottle of wine, and although Sherry wasn’t much of a drinker that night, she was holding her own. Our kids stayed with Sherry’s parents for a while but would be back a couple of weeks to see Aunt Margo.
It started like usual but quickly descended into the two of them scoring points off each other for various reasons until the subject got around to sex. I had heard it all before. That was until Margo commented about Sherry being sexually repressed, to which she replied something about Margo being a slut. Margo had already been through 3 marriages and was in the process of divorcing number 4, plus there had been many more in between.
Margo’s response was to say she’d rather be a slut than be frigid. Sherry looked rather indignant at the comment from Margo and started to defend her corner. I agreed that Sherry wasn’t frigid, but I had to agree that she was repressed, but I wasn’t expecting her to pull me into the conversation. My hesitancy in responding to Sherry put Margo on the front foot, and she tried to hammer home her advantage.
I’d been privy to many of these competitions over the years, but there was an edge to this one when Sherry told Margo that she would prove it. Sherry came over to me, knelt between my legs, and pulled my trousers down. To say I was surprised was an understatement, but I wasn’t going to stop my wife as fished my cock out of its confines and began to fist my cock before taking it into her mouth right in front of her best friend.
I did get the occasional blow job, generally on my birthday and maybe one at Christmas or New Year, and the even rarer one for doing something extra special for her, but Sherry had never been as daring as this moment. I’d always thought that Sherry didn’t like giving head, but that night she attacked my cock with gusto, and I wasn’t about to stop her even as I felt the impending constriction of my balls before my cum shot out.
I usually would let Sherry know that I was about to blow as she wasn’t a fan of swallowing, but this time, I didn’t. After only a couple of seconds, I blasted her mouth with my cum, but she didn’t gag as I expected, and she drank down all I had to offer, and as we hadn’t had sex since Margo had arrived, there was quite a lot as well. Sherry took my dick from her mouth, stood up, and looked at Margo with a smug grin, but Margo was a step ahead of her and dismissed the act as bored.
Margo then upped the ante by saying that a genuinely non-repressed woman wouldn’t object if someone did this to her husband. Before either Sherry or my softening cock began sucking me back to hardness into her mouth.
I groaned out as Margo’s tongue made contact with my cockhead. It was a little tender, but she was good, in fact, the best I’d ever had sucking my cock, and I think Sherry must and realized that by my reaction. Margo had this way of holding my cock that stopped me from cumming, but each time it became more and more painful until I couldn’t stand it any longer and Margo took me from her mouth and stroked me until I shot all over her face.
I thought I had cum a lot with my wife, but it was nothing compared to what I had just cum on Margo’s face. It was dripping from her hair, nose, eyelids, and chin. You name it. I saw a look on Sherry’s face that I had never seen before, and I thought I was in serious trouble for what just happened, maybe because I didn’t protest one iota about it, but I was shocked when Sherry just shucked out of her jeans and stripped of her jumper and stood in just her panties.
My cock, surprisingly for a 42-year-old man, was still hard and ready to trot at the sight of my near-naked wife, and I just decided to sit back and let this go where it was going. Sherry stood over me as she shifted the gusset of her panties to one side, straddled my thighs, and rose and sank on my cock. This was so out of character for my wife I almost started to wonder what had brought on this change in her, but as her cunt began to rise up and down on my cock I put that to the back of my mind and just enjoyed the moment.
Again Sherry was putting more into the sex this time than she usually does, squeezing my cock harder and not. Sherry was now putting on a show for Margo to get me off, but I didn’t care. Thanks to the two blow jobs, I had a lot of staying power, and I could fuck my wife with aplomb. Even after Sherry crashed through three orgasms, I was still going strong, but eventually, I could feel the tightening on my balls, and the cum ascended my cock. I sprayed their contents deep within my wife’s cunt, triggering her fourth orgasm in a short period.
Sherry moved to the side of me and sat down to rest, and if the night had stopped there, I would have died a happy man, but to my great surprise, the evening was just getting started. Unseen by my wife, Margo was on her hands and knees and then buried her face in my wife’s cum soaked cunt and began to drink up all of my cum. I didn’t think it was possible, but my cock was again on the rise, but it got there in double-quick time when Sherry lay there moaning and encouraging Margo to continue but then said that Margo had always been good at eating her cunt.
I’d always suspected that Sherry and Margo had been lovers at college because I noticed a few things about their behavior around each other, most notably, the one-upmanship sort of game. There were a few touches that some would have called borderline, but even without knowing for sure, it fuelled my imagination in bed. Margo ate Sherry to a couple of screeching orgasms, and my cock was ready to go again.
Sherry raised the stakes to a new level as a smile crossed her face, and she looked at Margo and said that if Margo fucked Bambi, she would drink his cum from her cunt. To this day, I am convinced that Sherry was bluffing and did not expect Margo to fuck Bambi, but Margo just slipped off her dress and told Sherry to bring him on. Bambi was our four-year-old Rottweiler, who got his name because he could not stand on the slippery hardwood floor of the kitchen the day we brought him home, and the name just stuck.
A few moments later, Sherry came into the front room with Bambi in tow, and he began to sniff the strange smell of sex before he zeroed in on Margo kneeling on the floor. I still think Sherry thought that Margo would back out, but as Bambi began to sniff and then lick at Margo’s heated cunt, I saw consternation appear on Sherry’s face.
That look was compounded further when Margo leaned back and rested against the armchair as Bambi began to lick Margo’s cunt in earnest. She was encouraging the dog most enthusiastically. Bambi’s tongue was delving deep into Margo’s cunt, and she hung her head back as the sensations shot through her, as her eyes almost rolled back into her head.
The moment arose that I think Sherry was shocked to see as Margo leaned forward, patted her arse, and encouraged Bambi to mount her. I watched with bated breath and a seriously hard cock as Bambi sized up the situation before almost launching himself onto Margo’s back.
I sat there fascinated as the dog tried its best to get its cock inside Margo, but no matter how she moved her hips, it just wasn’t happening, and Sherry started to think that she had dodged a bullet until Margo reached between her legs and grabbed hold of Bambi’s cock. A few moments of maneuvering before a yelp from Bambi and a moan from Margo, and a second later, Bambi’s hips were going at a speed that no man could match. I had the perfect view as Bambi fucked Margo, and I could see his cock going into her, and then the knot grew. I found out later this wasn’t the first dog that Margo had fucked, but that is another story.
Bambi was fucking away for a few minutes as Margo moaned and groaned through at least two orgasms, possibly more, and Sherry just sat there wide face and open-jawed. I had to pinch myself a few times to make sure I wasn’t dreaming, and boy, I was so glad when I realized I wasn’t. Almost as quickly as his thrusting had started, Bambi stopped, and looking below, I could see evidence of his cum seeping out past his knot, but not much, and I could see his arse pulsate, which, as I learned, happened each time he shot another string of cum into Margo.
For 20 minutes, both my wife and I watched our dog cumming in Margo without us saying a word. The only noise was the occasional moan from Margo and the panting of a recovering dog with the biggest shit-eating grin I ever saw with his tongue hanging out his mouth, and I was so jealous of that dog. I still expected Sherry not to eat Margo’s dog cum filled pussy out, but as I looked at her, I could see a determination in her that I’d never seen before. Margo and Sherry played this game every time Margo won, but I could see Sherry was determined not to lose tonight.
The audible pop as Bambi pulled out of Margo brought me back to reality, but I almost felt inadequate as I caught sight of Bambi’s cock. It was still two inches longer than mine, and I was a hair under eight inches, and that was when it was going down. From the corner of my eye, I saw my wife crawl beneath Margo’s cunt, and then Margo arched her back up, and I saw Bambi’s cum begin to dribble into her mouth. My cum shot out my dick and all over the carpet, much to my sorrow.
Sherry was now covered in dog cum as she ate it from Margo’s cunt, and it dripped all over her face and made her look like an iced doughnut. My cock was still hard despite my recent orgasm as I watched Margo and my wife as they now 69’d, and I was now not to be denied, and to hell with the consequences as I sidled up behind Margo and pushed my dick inside of her. The slick, lubricated feel of the remnants of Bambi’s cum in Margo’s pussy aided my fucking and soothed the head of my cock, but the numbness helped to make me last longer.
The muscles in Margo’s cunt tried to grip me, but I think Bambi had stretched her out. Did I mention I was jealous of that dog? It didn’t perturb me, though. I tried to mimic Bambi as I fucked Margo as hard as possible, but I’m no spring chicken, and I had to slow down, and I settle down into a steadier rhythm. Despite my numbness, I could feel the cum churning in my bollocks, but it was still away off until I felt Sherry’s tongue licking at the juncture of Margo’s and my sex.
The feeling was delightful, and I began to shake and then shudder, and I then blasted Margo’s insides with my joy juice, and as I pulled out, Sherry’s tongue replaced my cock in Margo’s furnace that was masquerading as a cunt. The sight of my wife eating my cum from her best friend’s cunt tried to get me hard again, but although the brain was willing, the body was not, and all I could do was watch them.
Give the girls their due though they did try to get me going again. Five minutes later, a recharged Bambi can sniff around Margo and Sherry again. I thought that I couldn’t be shocked, but as Bambi lay down, I saw Margo begin to stroke his cock through his sheath, and it started to peak out, and Sherry leaned over and began to suck his dog dick, but even the sight of that wasn’t enough to get me hard.
The sight of my wife on all fours as a dog barrelled his dick into her did bring my cock back to life, but as Margo attempted to suck my cock it was just too tender, so I made her stop. The cum dripping out of Sherry’s cunt as Bambi pulled out was mind-blowing, and again without touching myself, I came for the final time that night. Sherry and Margo cleaned each other’s cunts one last time before we climbed up the stairs to bed, and we all slept in the same bed.
Amazingly enough, probably the most erotic sight of that night wasn’t seeing Sherry eating another woman’s cunt or eating dog cum from it. It wasn’t seeing Sherry sucking on a dog’s cock and being fucked by a dog, but strangely seeing my wife French kiss the dog. As his tongue went into her mouth and Sherry sucked, it made my cock the hardest I think it had ever been, and the sight still sent a chill down my spine.
The dreams I had during the night were too numerous and erotic to mention, but there was a hope that I would get to keep the wife I discovered last night. I would have been happy with the memories. All my fears evaporated as I woke the following day to find Sherry and Margo taking turns sucking my cock. It was still tender, but they were very gentle and bathed the head with lots of salivae.
The need to piss, though, was more urgent than the need to cum, and I told them so, but Margo had other ideas and pulled my cock down, and she began to massage just above my bollocks and before I realized what was happening I was pissing down her throat. Margo’s throat muscles expertly rippled along my cock to drain my piss, and then almost instantly, after I finished, I began to cum.
For the rest of that day, Margo, Sherry, and I fucked with assistance from Bambi, and Margo taught Sherry some extra tricks, including drinking my piss which Sherry took like a duck to water until the kids came home. I only went to the toilet to take a dump. When the kids returned, we had to keep things hidden. We lived in an old house with a room connected to the main bedroom intended initially for a maid, but it meant that we didn’t risk being seen. Bambi spent much time in Aunt Margo’s room, but the kids didn’t notice.
When our two daughters went to stay with my parents for the last two weeks of summer, it was again a regular fuck fest in the house. I’d get home from work to find one or the other of Sherry and Margo on all fours as Bambi gave them a shot of doggie spunk deep inside or see them sucking the remnants of dog cum out of each other, but then we would eat and then the 4 of us used to fuck some more.
That’s how things stayed until the wee before Margo returned home. Margo and Sherry were very sick that morning and the morning before, and I jokingly said that either the food they had the previous night was off or they were both pregnant.
Margo and Sherry both looked at each other and then laughed, and their faces went leaden, and they both shouted “you bitch” to each other. I sat there looking perplexed as I hurled insults at each other, but they eventually calmed down enough to tell that the first night we got together was a setup by Margo and Sherry. I listened as they told me that Margo was jealous of Sherry and my marriage and wished she could meet a man like me and settle down.
Sherry admitted to me for the first time that she and Margo had a relationship when they were at college but that they had also had sex many times behind my back since we were married, and I would forgive her. I wasn’t unhappy about that and just said there was nothing to forgive as long as she told me there had been no one else.
For the first time felt that she was leading in her one-upmanship Sherry and also feeling guilty about fucking Margo behind my back that she agreed to set up a threesome between us but that it must seem spontaneous. So they devised the plan and used their natural competitiveness to help, which was how they got together in college in the first place.
As they both seduced me that night, their natural competitiveness reared its head. When Sherry brought Bambi into the picture, not knowing that Margo had been having sex with dogs for several years, having been introduced to it by husband number two. Margo and Sherry had been quite adventurous in college, but Sherry always felt that although she liked women, she wanted children. Margo didn’t at the time, which led to their break-up. So Sherry decided to pay Margo back by swapping out her birth control pills.
Margo’s reasoning was much the same as she felt that Sherry had one-up’d her with her stable marriage, but there was also a more perverse reason, as she admitted later, and that was that she wanted to suck the cum from Sherry’s pregnant pussy.
I could see that neither of them was angry with the other, but I still had to take charge. So, I made a quick visit to the local chemist, and 10 minutes later, two smiley faces on the pregnancy test informed us that both women were pregnant at 40. I told Margo I’d support her whatever decision she came to, but she must realize that Sherry was my wife, and there was nothing I would change about that.
A week later, we put Margo on the plan but not for good, as she was back three weeks later and moved into the room next to ours. Millie and Carly, our daughters, were thrilled to have their Aunt move in with us, even more so when we told them that in 7 months, they would have two new babies to play with. Almost nine months after our first time together, Sherry and Margo gave birth to an 8lb boy and a 7lb 6oz girl named Simon and Posy.
Margo wants another baby so that she will go off the pill soon, and we can start trying for another. And even Sherry has said that maybe one more would be good as they both loved being pregnant together, and they both loved eating each other pregnant pussy, especially after I’d filled it with cum. Also, Margo and Sherry’s breastfeeding each other’s children was as erotic as watching Sherry and Bambi French kiss.
The house is a little more crowded, but I wouldn’t change it for the world, and I’m getting more sex than I thought was possible as either Sherry or Margo is always available, or more often, they both are.
Bambi still gets his share from Margo and Sherry, and that keeps him happy, but I think he might be getting a little more pussy on the side as I discovered Millie and Carly recently both daring each other to French kiss Bambi as the other played with his cock. We haven’t been as discreet with Bambi as we thought, or it certainly is Mother’s Daughters.
The End.
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