Abby's Swingin' Good Time

We got up and hurried over to watch the action.
“Okay,” Pete told Mel, “I want you to sit up and beg to be put in the swing.” He made Mel rise up on his knees, still with his underpants down below his thighs, and put his hands up, wrists bent like paws in front of his chest, tongue out, panting. His face was red with embarrassment, but oddly, maybe because he knew Abby and I were watching, his big dick was standing up straight and hard. The sight of it was wildly exciting to me. I snapped several pictures of him with his tongue AND his cock sticking out.
Then, Pete picked him up bodily and laid him on his stomach in the tire. It was quite a sight, believe me. Mel’s cock was inside the tire His feet and face down and his creamy white ass up and vulnerable. His underpants slipped down to just below his knees. A more helpless man you have never seen.

Pete smiled at me. His swim suit was pulled back up over his ass by this time, I had still not seen his cock. But there was no disguising that he was aroused, and that Abby hadn’t exaggerated about the size of his dick. The imprint of that more-than-ample thing was pressed hard against the crotch of those trunks. I could hardly wait to see it

“I want you to take some before-and-after photos of his ass,” Pete told me. “It’s nice and pale white now. But it’s not going to stay that way for long. I think it will be nice to record the results of our efforts.”
I snapped pix as Pete and Abigail posed on either side of their captive slave, beaming happily into the camera. Pete spun the tire around so Mel’s ass was pointing directly at me and he and Abby each placed a hand on one of his upper legs, just under his ass cheeks. Cruelly and teasingly, Abigail tickled his asshole with her finger, as if she were going to suddenly ream him. She playfully bounced his balls and cooed “Poor baby.” Then laughed.
Pete spoke to Mel: “Okay,” he said. “Since you were such a bad and selfish boy, Abby and I are going to redden your fanny to make sure you never again cum before she does.” And with that, he gave Mel’s ass a hard slap with the palm of his hand. The sound of it reverberated all through the yard.

I jumped, startled at the resounding smack, then giggled in spite of myself as Mel yelped. I took a close-up shot of Mel’s ass and there was Pete’s bright red handprint clearly embedded on the creamy white flesh.
Pete pulled the swing out a few feet and had Abby stand facing him about eight feet away.

Then he gave Mel another hearty spank and shoved him over to Abby. He put a spin on the tire so that when it got to her, Mel’s tight sexy tail was pointing right at her. Laughing, she gave Mel a smack and pushed him back to Pete.
I know it’s mean of me to say so, but it was really hot to watch – hot AND funny. Pete and Abigail sort of made a contest out of it, trying to see who could spank the hardest. But it was really no contest.
When Abby gave Mel her spank, Mel squealed a little at the sting of it. But when Pete smacked him he really bellowed. His legs kicked like crazy and he begged them to let him out.
But Pete didn’t take any pity on him. They kept the swinging spanking going for hours, long into the afternoon, pushing Mel back and forth between them and taking turns slapping his ass. Sometimes they were laughing so hard they could barely give him a good swat. But other times, they really landed some hard smacks.

Finally, Abigail said, “My hand is starting to sting.” I could see Mel breathe a sigh of relief, thinking the spanking was over. But no such luck.
“Yeah, me too,” Pete said. “Let’s go get some switches.”
And, leaving Mel dangling in the swing, the two of them started walking around the yard inspecting the other trees for small branches that would work as switches.
I don’t know what possessed me, but I set the camera down and followed Abby to the tree where she was selecting her switch. When she turned to face me I brushed her long blond hair away from her face and told her: “I am so turned on! I’ve never seen anything so erotic in my life.”

She smiled at me. “Oh my God yes! It’s so much fun. I hope you’re getting some good hot pix.”
I touched her face again and said: “And you look so beautiful in your take-charge mood. I…. I just…”
And all of a sudden, I was kissing her, holding her body against mine. And to my relief and delight, she kissed me back with real passion.
She put her hand on my right breast and rubbed the nipple teasingly as her lips grazed my ear. “I have to admit,” she whispered, “that even as I was spanking Mel and delighting in watching the masterful job Pete was doing on him, I was also very aware that you were watching and it was turning me on.”

“You’re so beautiful!” I kept saying, and all at once I was aware that the fingers of my right hand had found their way down into the waistband of her bikini bottoms and I was stroking her soaking wet cunt.
I don’t know how long we stayed like that: Kissing and sighing and rubbing each other. But at one point I heard a click and realized that Pete had found my camera and was taking photos of us. We must have been a sight. My bikini bra was down to just above my belly button, tits exposed as Abigail ran her hand from one to the other, encircling the nipples – first lightly; then firmly -- with her fingers. Her bikini bottoms were down below her heavenly ass, her legs were spread as I pressed my hand against her clit, occasionally letting my middle finger slide in and out of her hot, sopping pussy.

Pete was grinning broad and happy. “Man this is really entertaining,” he said. He watched us for awhile and had us pose in various erotic positions. At one point, Abby bent down and took my left breast into her mouth and ran her tongue tauntingly around the nipple. In one photo, I’m holding her against me with her back to me. My left hand is cupping and stroking her right breast. My right hand is still down stroking and fingerfucking her lubed-up snatch. Both our eyes are closed and we’re clearly in another world.

At last, it was time to get back to Mel. I resumed the camera work and Pete and Abby got back to the spanking – this time using switches instead of their hands.
Mel’s ass was fire-engine red by this time but still Pete was not ready to show him any mercy. Abby and I would both laugh as Pete made him kick his legs frantically with every swat.
When Pete pushed the swing over to Abby, she held her switch high over her head and brought it down on Mel’s ass with terrific force, making him cry out.
Finally as the sun was going down, Pete stopped the swing and said, “Well, I guess he’s had enough.” And he again pointed Mel’s poor bottom in my direction.

Abby touched it and pulled her hand away, laughing, as if she had accidentally touched a hot stove. “Wow,” she said, “It’s so hot it burns me.” We all laughed at that one – all except Mel that is.
Pete made Mel promise to always wait until Abigail cums before cumming himself. And to never let down and quit when she wants him to give her head.
He had me take some “after” shots with Pete and Abby in the same poses as before. And indeed, the contrast was black and white (well, I guess I mean RED and white).
Then Pete lifted Mel out and made him get back down on his hands and knees. As if to add to his humiliation, Abigail clasped her hands together and put them to the side of her head like a rescued damsel and told Pete: “My hero! What a gallant knight you are. How can I show you my appreciation?”
“Well,” Pete said, “How about giving me a little head?”
My heart leapt at hearing him say it. I was finally going to get a look at this humongous prick I’d been hearing so much about.

And I wasn’t disappointed, believe me. Pete made Mel get up on his knees and kneel beside him. He stood facing Abby and me and told Mel: “Your wife wants to suck my huge cock. I think it would be a nice gesture if you took it out for me.”
“What??!” Mel said.
“You heard me,” Pete told him. “I want you to take my trunks down and expose it for her. Why should I have to go through the effort of taking my own pants down when I have a slave boy to do it for me. Now unwrap my dick for her right now or you’re going back in the tire swing.”

Poor Mel was as red-faced and humiliated as he’d been all day (and THAT’S saying something). But he reached up and slowly pulled Pete’s swimsuit down freeing the hardest, longest, thickest cock I have even seen. I actually thought I might faint at the size of it. It stood up like a gargantuan baseball bat and his great balls hung majestically down. Making Mel continue to slide his trunks down all the way to his feet, Pete stepped out of them and gave that gigantic thing a few slow strokes.
I could barely operate the camera. My tongue was hanging out in amazement. Abigail laughed and clapped her hands. “Is he a bull or what?” she asked me.
I couldn’t even talk. All I could do was stare in wonder at it.

Pete made Mel get back down on all fours and he sat casually on his back, straddling him backwards so that his balls rested on the small of Mel’s back, just inches from that poor red ass. Then, he gestured Abigail to come over and she didn’t lose any time. She hurriedly dropped to her knees and, resting her hands on Mel’s glowing bottom, she took that huge thing in her mouth and started sucking for all she was worth. I actually felt a moment of sympathy for Mel. Here he was freshly conquered and spanked. Now he had to listen to the enthusiastic sounds of his wife sucking his conqueror’s enormous penis.

All the while Pete was teasing him, saying. “Oh man she is really getting after my big dick. She can really suck cock. I bet she never gets after yours like this.”
As she worked on him, she teasingly let the fingers of her left hand, tickle Mel’s asshole. Such humiliation!
But I had little time to sympathize with Mel because the sight of Abby sucking and jacking that great huge thing was giving me the shivers.
Finally, Pete grabbed Abby’s hair and roughly, but not too roughly pushed her back on her back on the grass.
He admonished Mel: “You just stay right here on your hands and knees and watch how a real woman should be fucked. This is how a real man does it.”
He ordered me sit on Mel’s back and take pictures.

Then, after giving Abigail’s dripping pussy a minute or two of kissing and licking. He mounted up. He knelt between her legs and shoved that massive, rock hard tool into her and I swear people in the next county could hear her moan. I sat on Mel’s back with the camera, shaking with passion and watched him work on her.
He started with long, slow, smooth, strokes, coming almost all the way out of her (just the tip staying inside), then sliiiiiding coolly back in. Gradually, he increased the speed, thrusting that magnificent ass hard and fast, pumping in and out filling her ALL the way up. Riding her like a cowboy rides a bronc. Abigail was going out of her mind, making the funniest sounds. It sounded like “Unnng Unnnng Ahhhh!”

I know Mel had never heard her go so wild. And to add to his shame, I know he could feel the wetness of my pussy on his back, knowing I was aroused just from watching. (I had long ago slid out of my bikini.)
For some reason, I felt wicked and devilish. I kept teasing him, saying things like: “Oh man, your wife is getting the fucking of her life isn’t she? He’s burying that immense cock of his in her all the way up to the hilt. How does it feel to watch her getting plowed by a real man?” Or “Be glad it’s her cunt he’s riding and not your ass. He could do you if he wanted to.”

Finally Abby started cumming and as soon as he heard her screams of ecstasy, Pete started cumming too. It seemed to go on for ten minutes.
Finally he collapsed with exhaustion on her. But not before I got some excellent shots of that powerful ass thrusting in and out of her.

When the sun was down we all went inside Mel and Abigail’s house. Pete kissed Abby and asked if there was anything else he could do.
“Well,” Abby said, “I think Lisa deserves a reward for her hard work, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Pete said.
And I will never forget that “reward” as long as I live.

The four of us went into the bedroom. Pete laid me down, nude on my back on the kingsize bed with my legs over the side and ordered Mel to kneel with his face between my legs.
He made him lick and kiss my pussy (and believe me, he gives incredible head). Every so often, I would pull my knees up to my chest and make him kiss and tickle my asshole with the tip of his tongue. It sent thrilling waves all over me.
Meanwhile Pete and Abby lay, one on either side of me, and took turns, trading off, kissing my mouth and tonguing my tits.
They kept me cumming for hours.