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The other hand started gently to unbutton her blouse, but she stayed his hand with a gesture.
"What about Chrystal?" she whispered.
"I'll send her out to the boys," he said, "that is, unless you want them to join us?"
"Mmmm," she murmured and nodded her head slightly, suddenly feeling a twinge of desire at the thought.
Just then, one of the boys came in and said, "Got it. The choke rod arm has snapped and the butterfly valve is flapping loose."
"Oh dear," said Carol, touching his arm caressingly "Is that serious?"
"Yes and no and yes," answered the boy, looking down at her hand and causing her to blush deep red.
"Yes, you need a new one. No, they only cost pennies. Yes, we haven't got one," he explained, "Somebody will have to go across town to the main dealer's to get one. It will take about an hour."
The old man made a quick decision.
"Send Chrystal," he ordered.
"Why?" asked Ben.
"Just do it," came the stern reply.
Spare Part
So it was, to Chrystal's complete mystification, that she was sent off and the four of them started on their cups of tea.
"What do you want, lady?" the old man asked, unbuttoning her blouse and slipping it off.
Seeing this, Bill choked on his tea.
Blushing again to the roots of her hair, Carol whispered, "All of you, everywhere."
He drew her to her feet.
"Say it," came the order as her skirt was unfastened and laid carefully on the side.
"I want all of you in my cunt, in my mouth, and in my arse," said Carol, becoming bolder and more wanton by the second as her hormones took over from her upbringing.
She reached behind her and unhooked her bra, allowing her swollen blue-white breasts with their purple veins to swing freely. The three men admired the distended areol? with the nipples which were engorging visibly as her desire rose.
Stepping back, Carol said, "Please be careful with them. They are super-sensitive and need to be touched only very lightly. Is there a bed we can use?"
She was led up the stairs and into the master bedroom where a king-size bed was the centrepiece. She resisted a gentle encouragement to lie down on it.
"Take my knickers off first, please," she said, revelling in her wantonness and enthralled by being able to let herself go like this.
She had never behaved like this with Jeremy, nor with the boyfriends before him, although two of them had made love to her. Then she blushed again as the thought came unbidden that today, in the next hour, she would double the number of men who had been inside her ... and she wanted to do so ... she had instigated it.
Bill and Ben stationed themselves either side of her and gently started to slide the knickers down from her distended belly. Meanwhile, the old man knelt in front of her and gently kissed the curls of her pubes as they appeared. Because she was so pregnant, they seemed thin and wispy, and he found it difficult to angle his head to kiss her labia as they appeared.
"It'll be easier on the bed," she said, "I'll sit on the one in my cunt and someone can stand behind me and take my arse while the third lies across my legs on the bed and I suck him off."
One of the boys lay on the bed at one side and the old man lay beside him. Carol lowered herself on to the son's prick and leant forwards to suck the old man's cock. The other son lubricated her rosebud with some Vaseline and gently pushed his engorged cock home in her bowels. It wasn't that easy, but they managed it. Her belly kept getting in the way and the bounce it gave tended to cause the arse fucker to fall out. However, they made it and when it was all going swimmingly Carol paused in her sucking for a moment.
"All of you cum in me, please. I want to be treble filled," she begged and returned to enthusiastic joggling and sucking.
'The nicest thing about being pregnant,' she thought to herself as a prick moved easily in her welcoming, but rather wide, vagina, 'is that the cunt fucker doesn't have to mess about with condoms.'
Chrystal Returns
They were still hard at it, or at least the boys were still hard, even after two orgasms each, truth to tell the old man hadn't managed a second and was distinctly drooping, when the trio heard Chrystal return down stairs. She went into the sitting-room and then flew upstairs.
"What are you doing with my men?" she demanded, brandishing Carol's discarded bra.
Carol spotted her mistake at once and answered, "Your 'MEN'? You have all three as well do you?"
"Not all at once," yelled the indignant Chrystal, and then stopped with one hand over her mouth.
"Well you can finish them off together," said a triumphant Carol, "I think there's a bit left in each of them."
Scooping up her knickers, she went to the bathroom and showered the cum and sweat off her body. Her ardour cooled a little as well and she slipped her knickers on, wondering what had come over her, and smiling a little as she thought that at least she knew what had cum over her. Going quietly downstairs she put her bra back on and was just putting her skirt on when the old man came in to the room. All desire satiated, Carol blushed deeply at the memory of what they had done together and hastened to put her blouse on.
"I'll fix your car. You can go in five minutes, at most," he said, "Please don't be angry. We thought you wanted it, and you said you did."
"I did, but ... it's awkward now I have calmed down. It was wonderful while it was happening but ..." her voice tailed off.
"I'll fix the car. Don't worry; nobody need know, and Chrystal has calmed down now the boys are both fucking her at once. She has been having them both since she first met them, but she thought neither of them knew about the other. Of course, they did."
Ten minutes later, Chrystal waved as Carol drove away, already regaining her composure and relegating the experience to the status of a dream.
Truth and Consequences
Jeremy was obviously worried when she arrived home so late.
"What happened? I was scared the baby had started early," he asked breathlessly, rushing out of the front door to meet her.
"The car broke down and I had it mended," she replied, "Nothing to worry about."
"What was the trouble?" he asked.
"It kept burping and then stopped," she said.
"Did it cost much to repair?" he wanted to know.
"They didn't charge me, because it was only a tiny problem. All the time was getting a part from the main agent in town," she replied.
***
In bed, later the evening, Jeremy asked, "Did they say what was wrong?"
"Something about a rod choke arm and a butterfly, and they had to send out for another one," she answered vaguely.
"Choke rod arm connecting the butterfly valve," he corrected, "yes, that would cost only a few pence. What on earth did you do while they fixed it?"
"Oh, I had a gang bang with the black man that ran the garage and his two sons," she answered lightly, "It was lovely."
"Oh shut up and go to sleep," said Jeremy, not believing a word of the literal truth.
Carol lay there in the dark remembering her adventure and feeling her baby kick inside her; she relived in her mind the gorgeous feeling of being naughty as three men working together brought her to orgasm after orgasm. Wondering, in her semi-dreaming state, if having a father and two sons all at once was incest, she quietly drifted off to sleep with a slight smile on her lips ...
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