Danny's Marital Problem (Part #4)

As Teddy and Meg begin to realize their attraction to each other, Danny says he wants to observe them copulating again as part of a special plan.

Introduction

This is the fourth episode of a continuing story about a male rendered impotent by a car accident (Danny Ivanov), his young wife (Meg), and his best friend (Teddy). The car accident occurred in the summer of 1998 when Danny and Teddy were both 34. Meg was 25. Two years later it is obvious that a lingering effect of the accident on Danny is incurable impotence. So Meg can continue having a sex life, she and Danny agree to let Teddy become her new bedmate—for sex only. Teddy is supposed to provide a biological service to Meg without either of them becoming romantically attached to the other. After a few twice-weekly romps, this is becoming plainly impossible, as both Meg and Teddy are falling in love with each other. One Tuesday—a day before Teddy typically makes a scheduled evening stop to satisfy Meg’s carnal urges, she visits Teddy to return some videos that Danny borrowed. It is a convenient excuse for having an unscheduled fuck with her husband’s longtime buddy. When their coitus concludes, they each indirectly confess to being in love with one another.

Teddy narrates this fourth episode.

Part One

The day after Meg and I had enjoyed a fabulous and quite unexpected Tuesday afternoon fuck at my place, I made my midweek trip to the Ivanov home. Normally on Wednesdays, I wait for the two Ivanov children to go to bed before I arrive to screw their sexy, young mother. That usually means I’m not there until at least 9 p.m.

However, this week, Danny phoned me early on Wednesday morning. He asked me to arrive hours early so we could have a chat. He didn’t mention what the topic of conversation would be, but I began to wonder if Danny could sense that my odd relationship with his wife—which he suggested—had gone beyond a mere biological service. Perhaps he just wanted to discuss sports—which was very typical for us. Whatever the case, I said I’d be there shortly. I could drive to his house from mine in about 20 minutes if the traffic was light.

Danny was alone. He was mobile, but he did not move especially fast due to the lingering aftereffects of his 1998 auto accident. He made large mugs of hot coffee for both of us. We sat down in the living room and Danny wasted no time in saying exactly what was on his mind.

“Teddy, my buddy, what do you like best about screwing my wife?” he asked me.

“Is that a serious question?” I responded.

“Absolutely,” Danny confirmed. “You two have had sex nine or ten times, I believe. Out of general curiosity I want to know what you enjoy best about it.”

I tried not to laugh, but I had a difficult time giving Danny a serious and direct answer to his question. “Well,” I began, “If you insist on knowing—and I gather you do—the best part of having sex with Meg would have to be her tits. They’re fabulous! Obviously, you know those are Meg’s best assets having been married to her for nine years. They’re slightly oversized but not grotesquely so. They’re beautifully round and firm, but they’re jiggly at the same time. Her nipples are just great, too. I’m just enchanted by her terrific set. They’re absolutely perfect for fondling and sucking. Oh, yeah. It’s great fun to give her a titty fuck. I’ve come all over them two or three times just by doing that.”

Danny chimed in, “Yeah, back in the good old days when my dick still worked, I liked to do that too. I’d slide my penis between Meg’s two luscious mounds until I shot a big load of goo. It was the best method of birth control I could think of! Nobody in the history of the world ever became a father or a mother from a titty fuck—but it was always great fun for me. I think Meg liked the novelty of it, too. If I recall correctly, the last time I was able to have an ejaculation, it was the result of a titty fuck. It was a beauty. My load of cum covered Meg’s entire torso. I’m glad my last cum blast was such a good one. You have no idea how much I miss those days, Teddy.”

“I can sympathize with you, Danny; I really can,” I stated. It must be absolute torture to have such a fine wife like Meg is and not be able to do anything significantly sexual with her.”

Danny sadly replied, “Torture is a bit of a severe word to use, but frustrating, maddening and heartbreaking are all words that work for me, my friend.”

Not wanting to further discuss Danny’s problem, I returned to discussing Meg’s fabulous feminine assets. “I also like Meg’s pussy,” I declared honestly. “My dick seems to be a perfect fit for it. I think I’m doing at least a passable job pleasing her with my penis.” I then added a bit of levity to the discussion. “If I’m not satisfying Meg in bed, I’m more than happy to keep working on my fucking technique until I do! I wouldn’t want to disappoint either of you two in the task I’ve been assigned.”

Danny just smiled at me and said, “You seem to be doing just fine. Honestly, Teddy, Meg is happy as a lark after every screwing session you have with her. She told me the other day—when I asked her—that you are nothing short of great in the sack. You’ve got a perfect batting average with her, Teddy. You ought to be pleased. I can’t say that.”

That unexpected comment floored me. “Danny, you were married to Meg for seven years before the car accident,” I reminded him. “My guess is that you had sex with her probably 1,500 times before your unfortunate injury. The law of averages says you’d likely have one or two disappointing sessions in the sack every year—even with someone as completely gorgeous as Meg is. I recall you were always a horny guy, Danny. I’d bet you had at least a 99 percent success rate in pleasing Meg in bed during those seven happy years. Am I right?”

“Yeah, I suppose so. Maybe that’s why I miss it so much,” Danny admitted. He then said something else I had not expected: “Perhaps I should watch you two go at it tonight. I know I said after I watched you two have sex that first night, that from that point onward I’d leave you two alone to do your business without my prying eyes. I’m rethinking that idea. Maybe a miracle will happen and I’ll get hard from being a spectator. Stranger things have happened.”

“I can hardly say no to you, Danny,” I reminded him. “This plan was mostly yours. If you want to amend it in any way or stop it altogether, that’s your call entirely—and Meg’s too, I suppose. I’m just a lowly pawn in all this—but I’m a very happy pawn.”

My comment elicited a slight laugh from Danny, which was good to see. “Teddy, I think I’d like to try something a little bit different tonight,” he told me. When Meg gets home—which should be quite soon—I’ll explain it to both of you.”

“Do I still get to fuck your wife tonight?” I asked with genuine concern. I didn’t want this fabulous volunteer job to end.

“Yes, you do, my friend,” Danny quickly replied. “That part won’t change at all. In fact, Teddy, I think you’ll like what I have to suggest.”

“Then I’m a happy man!” I stated.

We both waited for the sound of Meg’s car.

Part Two

Meg arrived home about ten minutes later. It was 2:30 p.m. She was somewhat surprised to have seen my car in the driveway this early on a Wednesday.

“Hello, my love!” she said to Danny and gave him a warm embrace and kiss. “And hello to you Teddy, my valuable service provider,” she told me. Meg eschewed a hug, but she did kiss me on the cheek, too. “Teddy, what brings you here so early on a Wednesday. Is there a sports event on TV you two just had to watch today and argue about?”

“I turned the TV off the moment Teddy arrived,” Danny reported. “I invited him to drop by very early today. I just wanted to have a friendly chat with him. Guess who was the main topic of discussion?”

“Could it be me?” Meg asked with fake surprise in her voice. “What could the only two men I’ve ever screwed in my life possibly be talking about? It’s a puzzlement for sure!”

I jumped in to say, “Danny has some sort of a sexy plan for all three of us tonight, Meg. He was waiting for you to return home before he even told me what it was. Frankly, I can’t wait to hear it. He assured me I’d be in favor of it.”

“Well, I’d love to hear it, too, Danny,” said Meg. “Let me sit down on my favorite chair and hear all the sordid details.”

Danny did not hesitate to provide them. “I want to try something new today. Maybe right now. I miss fucking you, Meg, personally, but perhaps I can enjoy it vicariously by directing Teddy. What I mean is that I want to observe you two screwing much like I did the first night of our arrangement. This time, though, I won’t just sit there silently. I’ll do my best to pretend that I’m doing the screwing instead of Teddy. I’ll coach Teddy along the way, tell him what I want him to do. I think I’d enjoy that. Maybe it might cause something positive to happen below my beltline. What do you two think about that idea?”

I was the first to give my opinion. “Meg, before you got home, I told Danny that my job is to voluntarily provide a special service to you. I suppose, in a way, I’m also providing a service for Danny. To me, this idea of Danny’s just goes along with that. If Danny wants to watch us and coach me through a sexual encounter with you, I’ll happily do that.”

“I agree,” Meg said. “This situation is already an odd one. Teddy, I really don’t think what Danny wants is a whole lot different than what we did the first night when he just sat in a chair in the bedroom and watched us go at it. I’m okay with it.”

“Great!” Danny exclaimed. “Why don’t you two—I mean ‘we’—start right now? It’s just slightly past 2 p.m. The girls are still at school. They won’t be home until around 4 p.m. We have plenty of time before then.

Neither Meg nor I responded to Danny with words. We both began undressing right there in the living room.

Part Three

Within a few seconds we were both completely nude. We automatically embraced. I began groping Meg’s bum, but Danny put a stop to it. “Hey, Danny! Remember I’m your coach for this romp. I say what you get to do and when you do it!”

“Ah!” I acknowledged. “You get to micromanage everything about today’s sex act. Got it! That’s okay with me. What do you want me to do first, Danny?”

“Sit where Meg was a minute ago—in her favorite chair. It should be comfortable. Meg, you sit on Danny’s lap. Give him a hand job while he enjoys your lovely tits. Before you got home, Teddy informed me those are his favorite things in the world!”

That’s what we did. Meg began to sensually stroke my penis until it was fully erect. That didn’t take too long! Meanwhile I lovingly fondled Meg’s wonderful set of breasts. They were as luxurious and luscious as ever. It didn’t take long for me to have her nipples, first her left then her right, in my eager mouth.

“That’s right!” Danny approved. “Attaboy, Teddy! That’s what I want to see.”

About a minute later, Danny instructed Meg to get on her knees and perform fellatio on me. That was fantastic. Meg knew how to please my whole scrotum with licks, squeezes and tugs to every part of it. It felt like my excited dick grew another inch from her terrific stimulation.

“It looks like your rod is ready for some important action, Teddy,” Danny stated. It was, indeed! “Climb aboard him, Meg and give Teddy a good riding!”

Meg followed orders. She climbed back onto the chair in a kneeling position and dropped her pussy on my erection.

Danny was starting to get into the fantasy. “Start bouncing and gyrating, Meg,” he said. “Please Teddy in every way. I’m enjoying the show. I can almost pretend that I’m the one being ridden by this sexy creature.”

I was active in this wonderful fuck. I put my hands on Meg’s waist and lifted her up and down on my penis while she did her very best to please me. I only stopped occasionally to return to my favorite pastime: fondling Meg Ivanov’s big, beautiful, bouncing tits and sucking on her prominent nipples. From past experience with Meg, I knew I would not be able to last much longer without exploding. No normal male could.

“Now I want to stress something very important,” Danny said to the two of us. “Teddy, when you definitely feel a cum shot coming on, just let it happen. Don’t pull out. Fire your load of semen into Meg’s beautiful pussy. Without a shadow of a doubt, that’s what I’d be doing it this situation if only I could!”

“What!” Meg and I both said almost simultaneously. In all our carnal romps thus far, I made it a point that I would not ejaculate inside Meg for the most obvious of reasons. I figured my job was only to sexually please her—not to impregnate her. After all, despite him being permanently sidelined in the sex department, Danny was still Meg’s husband. That was one step too far! Of course, as a typical, sexually active male, I had fantasized about doing just that! Blasting a load into Meg Ivanov’s vagina was quite an appealing erotic fantasy. Now, shortly, it was going to be a reality.

“I’m serious!” Danny reiterated. “I want Teddy to come inside you, Meg. I want you to have a third child. This is the most efficient way to get one since I can’t do the task myself.”

Meg had begun to argue the point, but it was too late for me. I let loose with a geyser of jism. I suspect it was the most powerful cum shot I’d had in my life. I felt three separate loads leave my dick and head for paydirt in Meg’s pretty pussy. My moan of pleasure was obvious. I didn’t have to inform Danny that I had completed his sneaky mission.

“Don’t pull out yet, Teddy,” Danny instructed me. “Keep your dick inside Meg and keep thrusting. I want her to get every drop of sperm you’ve got. I bet that feels great, doesn’t it?”

“You better believe it!” I stated. “Wow! That had to be the greatest cum shot I’ve ever had in my life.”

Meg had been stunned into silence. However, that didn’t stop her from being quite passionate and affectionate with me. With her still impaled on my throbbing dick, Meg and I embraced in a long hug and shared a terrific kiss.

Afterwards, she was resting against my body for a good minute before she calmly said, “Danny, you didn’t have to be so deceitful about this. If you had told me that you wanted Teddy to get me pregnant on your behalf, I would have been completely fine with that plan.” She paused for a moment, smiled, and declared. “I think the girls need a little brother in the family.”

“Hey, shouldn’t I have gotten a say in this plan, too?” I asked.

Danny conceded, “I suppose you should have, Teddy. Okay. What do you have to say about it? I hope you’re not too angry with me about this little trick.”

I smiled broadly and announced, “No, I’m all in favor of it, Danny! In fact, I want to visit here every day for a week and do this over and over again to make sure Meg is pregnant. I don’t want to let you two down! Besides, having sex with Meg is the greatest pleasure imaginable. It certainly beats staying home and watching Gilligan’s Island reruns on TV by myself.”

Meg laughed at my obvious enthusiasm. She readily agreed with my plan. “Okay, Teddy. When should we get together next for another fuck?”

“How about a few minutes from now?” I happily suggested. “This idea of Danny’s has got me very horny. My dick will be rock-hard again in a few minutes. I think I’ve got another load in my balls just for you, Meg, my dear. I’ll gladly give it to you.”

True to my word about a quarter of an hour later, I serviced Meg again. From a standing position, with Meg bent over her favorite chair, she received another cum shot exactly where she needed it.

“I aim to please,” I confidently said after ejaculation number two.

“So do I, Teddy,” she stated. “So do I.”