Arthur Part 2 - Sex Stories

Arthur Part 2

I was a privileged son of wealthy parents in St. Louis. My father was the head of a Fortune 500 Corporation and my mother was a former beauty queen. During my colleges days at Yale University, I had become addicted to cock and cum to the point that I neglected my studies and flunked out. Returning to St. Louis, my father kicked me out of my home and cut me off from all financial support. Sitting on the banks of the Mississippi river contemplating suicide, I was rescued by an older gentleman and became his lover. My benefactor Jim was a wealthy man who knew my father and hated him. It seems my father had, managed a hostile takeover of Jim’s family business. Jim lost the business, but came out a very wealthy man. Knowing he was fucking my father’s son was little compensation for Jim; but it was something. Jim and I became ardent lovers and shared many hours of sexual bliss. I could never get enough of his cock and cum. Although he was in his late fifties, his stamina and ability to achieve multiple erections was very impressive and only added to my satisfaction. I had some threesome experience back at Yale, but Jim introduced me to group sex where I experienced multiple partners. Many of Jim’s male friends were former business associates, who also shared a hated for my ruthless father. One day Jim surprised me by telling me he was not gay, but bisexual and that he had a circle of wealthy friends that engaged in a swinging lifestyle; a lifestyle that was kept very private among ...

... the participants. He shocked me further by telling me my parents were very active in that group. The first question that came to my mind was, had Jim fucked my mother? The second question was, is my Father bisexual? After some prodding, Jim answered both questions. Yes to the first, and no to the second. Jim explained, that at first he only wanted to fuck my mother as a form of revenge, but over time he grew to love fucking her. He also said, that at first, he only wanted to fuck me as revenge, but had grown to love me. To say I was in a state of utter shock would be the biggest understatement of all time. Over the next few months, Jim and I continued to have awesome sex both with and without his friends. Often during our sexual play, Jim would casually bring up the idea of adding some women in our bed. He suggested some of the wives of the men he had been sharing me with. I explained I had never been with a woman before and that my only sexual experience prior to meeting him was with my male friends at Yale. There were also a few strangers I sucked off at bookstores following my return to St. Louis from school. He said, “I think the experience would be good for you, and I want to set it up. I think, as good as you suck cock, you would be a natural at eating pussy. Besides, it is a fantasy of mine to fuck you as you are going down on a woman.” I was tongue tied, unable to respond, and Jim took that as an acceptance on my part. A party was arranged for the next weekend. I was ...