Ma interrupted Patrick's monologue. "You ever butt-fuck your lady-wife, city-boy?" Spike readied the cattle-prod, certain Mark would fail to respond p...operly."No, Ma," he gulped, more fearful of the pain than of the shame in answering. "I've never butt-fucked my lady wife." Is that right, Barbie?" Ma called across the kitchen."That's right, Ma," replied Helen, stacking the last of the clean, wet, dishes in the wooden rack above the huge sink, and wiping her soapy hands on a piece of towelling.. I had to stifle my cry of ecstasy and in a minute, I whispered, "You really got me off great, Davie, you're a great lover but now I want this in me," as I put my hand around his dick.I stretched out on his bed, he crawled up between my legs, I rolled the condom on his cock, and he pushed inside me.It was really easy, I'd taken care of any obstructions with some masturbation with a friend's dildo last year and Davie's penis was still making the transition from boy to man, so he wasn't as large. That last time we were together, that first time I'd broken free from my hate-fuck-fest with Mel, was the first time I felt like loving anyone in a long time. I remember when it felt like we were doing this because both of these girls loved me and I was caught in the middle. Now it was Mel's game.I came back from work one day to find the apartment swinging--and I mean swinging. I don't know where Mel found them all, but there were girls everywhere.The living room was a lesbian orgy, or so it. "So did you agree to it?" Yeah, but I wish I hadn't. I wish she'd hurry up and cash it in, butinstead she just holds it over my head," Linda said. That day was pretty uneventful, but the thought of the "golden dream"was planted in my psyche. About a week later, Linda's mother calls mymother. As single parents, they support each other. Linda's mom isgoing out of town and wants to know if Linda can stay over at our house.My mother happily agrees and it's all set. We had been sleeping.