Taxi by JJ Lacey (find a book to read txt) 📕

I didn't intend to let our sex life, drift back to how it had been before, and Janet hadn't complained about the attention I was now giving her, in fact, she seemed to enjoy the orgasms. She was quite often very verbal in fact, she would look at me wide-eyed panting and moaning, "o fuck o my god I'm coming again, O Mmyyy Oooo Aaarrr," and jerked about, as I gave her orgasm after orgasm, by fingering her continuously hard and fast.

That was after I had already fucked her, and she sucked me hard as well every night. This was now part of our foreplay, as I licked and tongue fucked her fanny, then she would have to suck my cock, as I fingered her to an orgasm.  Then fuck her as she was in the throes of having it, fuck a little, finger a little, giving her orgasm after orgasm, making her cry out in painful ecstasy, as I tried to hold back her climax's, from bursting forth from her pussy.

Thursday came and went, Janet was just as edgy as she was on Tuesday, when I fucked her that night and Friday, then again on Saturday morning. Before I had some news I was not expecting, and Janet found out, why donkey dick did not turn up.  Tony was his normal self, and as soon as he had his tea and muffing, he started telling us, of all the things that happened through the week.

"Had a bad accident on Monday, bloke nearly cut himself in two over at Westfield. He was using a chainsaw and fell off this tree, the saw landed between his legs, ripped all his love tackle away, and almost cut his pelvis in half.  He died in the ambulance on the way to the hospital, died of shock and loss of blood, he lost too much of it before we got to him.

Shame nice looking bloke, Greek twenty-five I'd say," Janet was standing holding onto the back of a chair, she looked worried as she went pale. Then her legs wobbled, and her hands gripped the back of the chair much tighter when Tony took out his diary and said.

"Alexander Drakos, one hundred and six red lake drive Westfield, that was his name, I write all my calls down, just in case there a query, and we have to answer some questions."  Tony smiled putting the book away, unaware of the shock he had just given Janet. Her eyes had widened, as she took a deep breath when Tony mentioned his name. I thought she was going to fall, but she steadied herself staring blankly ahead of her, for a moment or two before going into the kitchen.

I was a bit shocked myself, I had not meant for him to die, I just wanted him incapable of having sex, I just wanted to blow his fucking bullocks off.  Tony left and I went to the kitchen, where Janet was looking into the sink again, this time I think she had actually been sick, I certainly didn't make her feel any better.

"Bit gruesome that, fancy cutting off your own cock and ball with a chainsaw," Janet put her head in the sink again, and urged several times but was not sick. Then she looked at me a little angrily as if she could not understand why I would say such a thing.  I actually thought of asking her if she knew him but decided agonist it, she now had the knowledge, that she wouldn't be seeing her Greek lover again, that would have brought enough pain and anguish, to her for today.

If it was his dick or his love she wanted, she now knew she would have neither.  Sid was in his box and Frank, well he was in an eight by six cell on his way to a long prison sentence. Having photos of naked boys and girls, was a worse crime than robbing a back in Australia. He'd do five years at least, and could even be beaten to death, in prison by the inmates if the right message was put about.

With all her bed companions disposed of, I was going to say who was going to fuck her from now on. I left her to wallow in her grief and went out in the taxi until midday.  We had lunch then the boys, played in the pool while we sat and watched them, then at three I took Janet to the bedroom and spent an hour giving her orgasm's.  When the boys went to bed, I put the tape of the orgy in the player again, striping her off in the front room to have sex as we watched the tape.

She did everything I asked of her but like the afternoon sex session, she again didn't seem to enjoy it, as much as the Saturday before. She did have orgasms, and she had to suck me off, I made her drink it down when I filled her mouth.  I was not going to allow her, to go into mourning over the Greek, one day I might show her the photos and videos, then she'll know just how far I'm prepared to go to keep her.

I wonder what she'd think, knowing she caused the death of two people, and the ruining of another man's life. I had no remorse for any of them at all, I did what I had to do, if only for the sake of my sons.  I had no intentions at all of letting her get away from me, not if I had the means to stop it. I defiantly had the will, to do what was needed to keep the woman I loved.  On Sunday morning, I asked the boys, what they wanted to do today.

"The boat trip, on the Swan river dad," they both said in unison. So we made the ten o/clock sailing, spending six hours touring the vineyards, sailing up and back down the river Swan. Having lunch and again Janet was sampling to much wine, the boys loved every bit of being on the water.  We bought a dozen bottles of Janet's favourite wine; she finished the one she had opened again when we stopped for a burger meal, on the way home.  When we did get home I turned on the pool floodlights and told the boys they could play in the pool, for two hours until seven, while mum and I did the taxi accounts.

"Are you going to fuck me again?" Janet drunkenly asked, as I almost carried her to the bedroom.

"Yes I am you fucking tart, but not before I have given you at least four orgasms and I'm going to make you swallow my cock, you like swallowing cock don't you darling?" I asked and she just drunkenly grinned at me, as I removed her clothes.  I got hard playing with her tits and nipples and sucking her juicy cunt, then I made her gag, as she tried to push me off of her, when I held her head close to my groin, with my cock in her throat.

Three times she Coughed and spluttered, while she was sucking me when I pushed my knob end down her neck. After I had given her time to get her breath back, she opened her mouth to suck me again.  She was soaking wet when I got three fingers into her cunt, to give her a string, of gasping obscene moaning orgasms. Then there was a long hard fuck, followed by her swallowing my creamy cum when I finished myself off in her mouth.

She was still a little drunk when I woke her at eight-thirty, to take her naked into the front room. To put on the orgy tape for her to watch again while she sat on my lap, with me playing with her tits and clitoris. I had my hard cock inside her hot wet pussy, until she started moving on me when watching the people fucking, made her too hot to sit still.  She had now fully accepted the need for me to come in her mouth, and the need I had to finish her off, with a finger fucking orgasm.

Picking up Justin on Monday morning, I happily informed him, "I'm taking Janet to Andy's on Saturday, for lunch and her first taste of group sex. I have resolved all my problems, Justin, here is your video camera back, there won't be any more videos, so I won't be needing this again.  The boys are away for the weekend, with the bushranger scouts, so I intend to spend Saturday night at Andy's, Janet has no idea we are meeting him.

Andy's going to invite us to his house for lunch when we bump into him at his place of business. Can you bring Melanie there at about five or six, Janet should have been fucked by Andy by then. You can join in when you get there, and I can give Melanie what she wants."

Justin was more than delighted with the plan but had to find an excuse to get Melanie to stay for the weekend. She was staying with him the following weekend, which was the weekend of the orgy he had invited me to. He was sure he could arrange it, he would let me know for sure, by the end of the week.

I was deliberately going home now at ten thirty, to watch the end of the news, then open my flies to take my cock out, so Janet could suck me hard before I took her to bed. Where I would give her, her daily ration of orgasms, she now was indeed becoming the diligent wife, catering to all my sexual requests.

Only once in the three weeks since Sid's death, did I have to referrer to her having had sex with him. That was because she looked a little upset with me, when I took her to the bedroom, for a third time on a Sunday afternoon.  She quickly said she was sorry when I was kneeling over her naked body, with one hand on her throat, and three fingers of my other hand in her fanny asking.

"Did you get fed up with Sid's visits Janet, did you ever say you didn't feel like having sex with him?" as I made her twitch and jerk, for the third time that day as I gave her orgasm's.

Now when I indicated I wanted sex she would quietly go to the bedroom, and take off her clothes. Then lay naked opened legged on the bed, waiting for me to play and suck her pussy when I had undressed and inspected her.  I liked looking closely at her fanny, watching it get redder and wetter, as I prised open her fanny lips to look inside, then watch her honeydew seep from her pussy, as I teased her sensitive clit.

Then as I was licking her fanny lips, I liked to play with her nipples. They were long and went hard as I toyed with them, I had even envied the boys suckling from her because I too loved to suckle them. The boys never went hungry, but I have to confess I stole more than a mouthful of their milk when she was nursing them. Janet liked having her tits and nipples played with and sucked when I got my hands on them, I would be sourly guaranteed, she'd open her legs for me.

Although in the last two months, I had learned that wasn't the only way, to get her hot and sexily, and opening her legs for you to climb between. I had seen Sid manhandle her, and treated her like a slut, and he had thrown her onto the bed,