Emma had been seeing Dwayne for some time. She wasn’t quite sure how long for when complacent, the simple things like time are ignored. It was an ordinary relationship, begun in passion and settled in comfort. But this is what they wanted. At least, neither complained about the routine, but that maybe due to not knowing better…

Emma made a friend at work, Michael. At first, they said hello politely. Then small conversations told who? what? and where? of each other’s lives. The friendship grew and so did the conversations. They talked about relationships, past and present. Philosophy, sports and the ugly hairdo of the secretary spanned the topics. Neither remembered the transition from polite coworkers to detailed confidants.

Inevitably, sex became the topic of choice. Each one expressed their desires and fantasies. They talked frankly about past lovers. Michael told stories of drunken hook ups and flagrent sexual encounters. He was experienced, about 30 lovers with folds-more hookups. He could not remember most of their names but could describe each of the acts in vivid detail. One, he said, liked it rough, so he gnawed on her tits, bit on her clit, and fucked her harder than a train wreck. Yet, she was not satisfied. The stories poured out of Michael to the thirsty Emma.

Emma, though only with four partners, had experienced the gamut between two people. She loved to give head, had taken it in the ass, and tried most of the possible positions. Emma, however, had a difficult time cumming. The excitement was there. The motion was right. But what she learned of herself is that her climatic moment hinged on her lover cumming inside her pussy. It was the slick feeling and the vulnerableness of her man that pushed her over the edge. The problem lay in that the thrusting was still needed post climax to truly release her, and since most men shrink quickly after their release, little motion was left. Emma was not bitter, in fact she understood that happiness was more than an orgasm. But, at times, she felt frustrated, neglected and sex-starved.

Michael, half jokingly, suggested that the cure to the condition was to have sex with more than one guy at once. That way the other men can finish what the first had started. They laughed lightly, but the wheels of desire began to turn.

After sometime, Emma could not stop thinking of having sex with more than one guy. The desire consumed her and the curiosity drove her to even dream of the event. She woke wet and wanting sex. Dwayne was more than willing but still it did not satisfy her. Emma never let this on to Dwayne, instead she faked it or something like that. Finally, she could not take it any longer and asked Michael if he would have sex with her. Of course, Michael had to invite a friend or two. Michael was more than willing to try this, for he had never shared a woman before this opportunity. They discussed the details and bided for the right time.

It was a Friday evening. Emma and Michael were at happy hour with a few other coworkers. They drank and talked but both of them seemed preoccupied. This was the night of the extended rendezvous. Michael had rustled up two of his friends, Jerry and Ed. They had been friends since the college Fraterity days. They had no shame between them and were willing to help this damsel in distress. Around 7 o’clock, Michael and Emma left the bar and rode to Ed’s place. They stood in front of the townhouse staring at the door. Neither spoke.

Michael then turned and asked, “if you’re not up to this…”

Emma shook her head. “I want, hell, need this!”

Emma began for the door. Michael quickly passed her and opened the door. There was music blaring and a muffled sound of the T.V. Michael took Emma’s coat and purse as any gentleman would. What a paradox! Emma stood in the kitchen with her hands crossed in front of her. She looked as a kindergartner on the first day. Michael left, then ran, almost in a sprint.

The music lowered to distinguishable levels and the T.V. snapped off. Whispers and laughs came from outside the kitchen. Then, Michael reentered the room with Ed and Michael in trail. Pleasantries were exchanged and a booming silence followed. Ed broke the silence by offering a beer to the new guests. Everyone drank quickly.

The ice was broken when Emma spurted out, “So, have you guys done it before.” Ed and Michael enthusiastically said yes but further qualified not all at the same time. The foursome lightly laughed.

Emma stepped forward to Michael and kissed him. She reached down and grabbed his crotched. Both shook with anticipation. Ed half drank and half looked at the kiss. Jerry stared and swayed against the counter. Emma, then, moved to Ed, kissed and grabbed. Next, Jerry received the same warm welcome. Emma walked out of the kitchen and into the first bedroom.

“I want the three of you to fuck me.” She trembled out of fear when saying this but covered it up by taking the lead. Yet, she was in no way in control.

The three boys followed into Ed’s bedroom. Emma sat on the edge of the bed. Michael took the initiative and began to kiss Emma and undressed her. Ed helped and groped at her exposed body. Jerry leaned against the doorjam and ogled. Soon, Emma was lying nude in the middle of the bed with Ed kissing her and Michael touching every part of her. It was a rush as if having sex for the first time, new, amazing and scary.

In little time, the three guys were naked. Ed continued on the upper half while Michael took care of below. Jerry stayed to the side stroking his meat. Michael worked his tongue on Emmas wet cunt. He knew she loved the hard strokes of a tongue against her clit. He also jabbed his fingers in and out of her pussy. He moved them at angles. He twisted them. He stuffed four fingers in at once. Emma moved only to allow better access.

Meanwhile, Emma had Ed’s dick in her mouth, while he grabbed and pulled at her nipples. Emma sucked on his cock in slow deep motions. She ran her tongue along his length and licked his balls. Ed tried everything in his powers to hold on to his cum. Emma, sensing the excitement, pulled him out of her mouth and gently stroked him. Her mouth however, did not stay idle. Jerry had moved closer and she had a good grasp of his meat. With one motion, Emma deep throated Jerry’s cock to the hilt. Jerry almost fell over.

In between stroking Michael and blowing Jerry, Emma let out another command–FUCK ME. Michael rose on top of Emma, giving room for the other two to continue the oral pleasure. Michael poked his cock along the slit and jammed it in her wet pussy. He pumped a few times and then stopped. Michael sat up and moved his knees under her legs. He spread her legs wide and began to push and pull her. Slowly, he fucked her while his friends got blow jobs.

The motions became urgent and oral sex began . She kept hold of the two dicks and stroked them without moving. The motion came from Michael pounding her cunt.

Emma moaned “oh, yes fuck me. Cum in me. Start this fuck fest.”

Michael could not hold out any longer. He grunted and slowed his motion. Emma cooed and encouraged the event.

“That’s it, cum in me. Give me what you know I need.” Michael pulled out of her and slid onto her chest. Emma let go of the two cocks and grabbed for Michael’s. She licked and sucked the residue from his dick, while Ed moved to the back to dive into this horny bitch. Emma’s eyes popped open and then slowly closed. She felt Ed enter her and she wanted more.

Michael left Emma. Ed pulled her to the edge of the bed. Emma just laid there as a ragdoll not minding, not resisting. She felt the cold, slick spot under her back, but she did not care. She wanted all the cum she could get. Ed began to pump Emma harder and harder. The bed creaked and Emma moaned.

“Yes…fuck me…yes…harder…”

She grasped for Jerry and he gladly came forward. Emma again sucked his hog knowing that soon it too would be inside her cunt. She looked for Michael but he had left the room. No matter. She still had two to go.

Ed slid in and out of Emma with ease. The thought of fucking the same person after his friend did not revolt him. Instead, he marveled at the feeling. Her pussy was soaking wet, slippery and she was fucking him as he fucked her. It was the most intense sex he had ever experienced. This drove him to new speeds and new strength. Emma was only too willing to match the increases.

“Oh my God, yes. That’s it. I can feel it cumming. Don’t stop…”

Ed lost his composure and blasted his cum deep in Emma. She shook and her pussy clenched as if to force the leftovers out of his dick.

Michael had gotten dressed and left Ed’s. He drove to a bar to where a few of his friends were going to be. They had known about the plans and they agreed to meet and discuss the activities, if Michael would show up. Jessie and Jake sat at the bar talking when Michael slapped their backs.

“What? You’re already done? I knew you were quick but this is ridiculous.”

Jake laughed and Michael hucked at the bad joke.

“It’s still going on. In fact,I wanted to invite…Hello Jill.”

“It’s okay. She knows. Jill never respected you anyway.”

Jessie laughed this time, while Michael just stood there.

“Hi Michael. Now, what were you saying?”

“I was going to invite Jessie and your boyfriend to join the festivities.”

“She would allow that…” Jessie gasped.

“Hell if I’m letting Jake alone tonight. Or any night with you guys.”

“Then come along Jill?.”

Jill stared at Michael and then at Jake. Jake looked like a puppy wanting to go outside but afraid to stand by the door.

“Okay.”

“I need more. I’m almost there. Fuck me Jerry.”

Jerry needed no other words. He left her side and took Ed’s place. A huge dark spot stained the sheets between Emma’s legs. Jerry lacking finese and wit at this time just shoved it in her hole. It was sloppy and slick. He stopped and shivered.

“Come on Jerry. Fuck me.”

The beer and her commands took control of Jerry’s revoltion. He began to jam his cock into Emma. Now he did not care. His head swam. The room swayed. His cock felt incredible in this fucked chick. Jerry closed his eyes and let the momentum take him.

Emma never felt so complete, sexually. She had yet to cum but the sensations had been stronger than ever before this session. Ed moved next to Emma and fondled her tits. He leaned forward and kissed her. Ed then reached down to her clit and began to rub it. He could feel Jerry fuck her but never touch him. It was an exciting sensation. Ed never had a homosexual encounter and never wanted to, but this was different. Emma wanted them to fuck her. This careless freedom turned him on.

Jerry did not last long. He let go and came. Ed continued to rub her, while Jerry left the room. Emma’s pussy was drenched with cum oozing out of her slit.

“Fuck me Ed…”

“I…can’t”

“Then suck on it, Ed…”

Ed hesitated then moved to the floor. Her pussy lips were red and swollen. White globs leaked from her opening, balling up on her pubic hairs or running down her ass and across her anus. Ed slowly moved in closer. He had done this before but it was only his cum. The fact was, he liked the taste of him and her. But this was different. This was extreme.

His tongue started directly on her clit, hardly any cum was there. He pushed and shoved at her button while she grabbed his head. He relaxed and started to increase the motion. Before he could think, his tongue lapped across her opening. He took in the residue and choked a little. Yet, he did not stop. Ed began to do it faster and took as much as he could. His tongue tried to scoop it out of her cunt. Ed lapped and sucked on her drenched pussy and Emma could not get enough of it. Ed pushed her legs higher in the air and dragged his tongue to her underside. He followed the line of skin between her cheeks to her anus. She twitched as Ed tickled the wrinkled hole with his tongue. Moans of approval came from above the action.

Ed continued the assault on her anus and began to finger her cunt. Again, the slickness encouraged him. He increased the tempo and strength of the fingering. Emma ground into his face and hands. Ed’s fingers found the soft patch of skin on her front wall. He concentrated on it. She bucked. He took his free hand and entered her cunt. The ready-lubed fingers pulled out and poked at her anus. Emma gasped as she was being finger fucked in both holes. Ed could feel his other hand in the other orifice and he tried to touch his fingers, rectum to vagina. It felt as if a wet canvas blocked the touch but he tried anyway. He leaned back and watched both of his hands pointing into her while she held her knees to her tits.

“Oh my God…”

Emma and Ed quickly looked at the door. Jill and Jake stood there staring with mouths open. Without hesitation, Ed and Emma went back to the activity. Michael came up to Emma and explained what transpired. She shook her head and continued to moan. Michael went to Jessie while Jake and Jill sat watching the spectacle.

Michael and Jessie stripped and went to Emma. Again she took their cocks in her hands and drew them to her mouth. She could still taste the cum on Michael’s dick. Then, she went for Jessie’s. She almost choked trying to deep throat him. Her eye snapped open and looked and Jessie. Pulling him out she inspected this new meat. This slab of sausage was nine or so inches and the girth to match. She knew she had found her savior.

With determination, she took him in all the way, while Ed continued to lick her clit. He had removed his fingers when she choked out of fear. At this time all of the men, save Jerry who was passed out nude on the couch, were erect. Ed moved up and began to fuck her again. Emma took care of the two boys at her side. Jill began to caress Jake while he stared.

The action began to get hot again. Emma rotated her hips to meet Ed’s thrusts and continued to stroke Michael and Jessie. Jake’s pants were off by now and Jill was on her knees in front of him. The room was a sauna and smelled of sex.

Ed let another torentual load go in Emma and continued to pump her pussy. Emma again told of her pending orgasm. Jake’s was at hand(or mouth) and spewed a load into Jill. Jill sucked harder to get all of the cum.

“Jessie, I want your fat cock in me.”

Jessie moved to Ed’s spot and jammed it in without hesitation. Emma almost screamed a blood curdling cry. He smiled and fucked her harder. Michael remained above with Emma death gripping his cock.

Jill had undressed and moved to the bed. Henry, too, was naked. Jill laid on the other side of the bed with her head next to Emma’s but in reverse. Henry began to suck on her cunt.

“I want to see these two girls fuck, how ’bout it,” Jessie blurted.

Emma did not respond but Jill yelled no.

“You’ll do it. You’ll do it for us then we will all fuck you.”

Henry continued to tongue her clit when a half-hearted no came from Jill.

“But I might be up for the fucking.”

Henry jerked up and looked into Jill’s face. He realized she was not thinking clearly though she did make the distinction. Jill grabbed Henry’s hair and forced him to her cunt. Michael now straddled the two girls’ faces. Emma licked his balls while Jill sucked on his cockhead.

Emma moaned and increased her thrusts against Jessie’s crotch. Then Jessie backed away. Emma almost cried as if her mother took away her bottle at infancy.

“I want you on top of me.”

Jessie exchanged places and Emma sat onto his pole with urgency. Michael moved behind Emma and grabbed her tits. Jill and Henry moved to the floor, where Ed joined in the fun. Henry demanded that he only enter Jill but allowed her to blow Ed, since she had already sucked Michael’s cock.

Jessie and Michael looked and each other and nodded. Jessie slipped out of Emma and Michael dove in one motion. Emma did not care. They swapped this way a couple of times, ending with Jessie stretching Emma to the max. She then gasped and held still as Michael stabbed her anus with his cock. The pain was sharp and fleeting, for Emma was use to anal sex. Jessie and Michael started the motion and fucked Emma in her two holes.

“What happened,” Jill cried.

“I’m being fucked in both cunt and ass.”

“What does it feel like?”

“I have never felt so complete.”

“Just wait, we will fuck your holes next,” Jessie spouted.

Again, Henry shot Jessie an angry look and Jessie just laughed.

Emma was screaming at this point. Jill deepthroated Ed. Henry pounded at Jill’s cunt as he started to fuck her. (Hopefully, this will be all she gets, Henry thought). Jessie thrusted as Emma bounced and Michael just rode the wave. Ed watched all of the events while being sucked by Jill. He was the first to cum, setting of the chain reaction. Jill had missed the cues and took the brunt of the load on her face. (Good!).

“Yes, cum on me. Cum on my face. Oh, Yes”

Michael saw the explosion and released his own in Emma’s ass.

“Oh, you’re cumming in my ass. Oh God…”

Jill could not take the sounds and the image in her mind. She tensed and shivered.

“Fuck me Henry…I’m cummin…harder…”

Henry pressed up the speed and Jill moaned. She squirted her love juices over his cock and balls. (Good!!!) Henry slammed her as he grunted and came in Jill. He shook, then fell on top of her to kiss her. Henry slapped into Ed’s cum. (Oh Shit! Damn it!!).

Jessie and Emma were left. The guys, already jealous of Jessie’s size, could not believe his stamina.

“Now let’s fuck!”

Jessie in one sweeping motion lifted Emma, spun and landed with her below him and his cock still inside. Jessie took her legs and put them across his chest. He moved fully in and out of her, lubricating the entire length of his cock.

“Ready for it…”

“Give me what you got. Fuck me as hard as you can.”

Jessie quickened his pace then slowed. He raised away from her ass and then slammed into her. Emma gasped. Again, faster, harder, more. “ohyesJessiefuckme,” Emma slurred.

“I’m cumming, oohh GGoooddd, Immm cuummmiinnnngg!!”

Emma tightened up and spasmed as she came. The tremors became quakes. She screamed and learched, flailing her arms.

“Immcumminyesssmooorreyessshharrrderrddonntsttoopp…”

“Cum you slut. You love cock. You will do anything for IT!”

“YyyesssiiillovvveyourFATcccoockkkiinnnmeee.”

“Mmmaakkkkemeeccummmharrder…YES!!”

Emma’s pussy spasmed and her juices followed. She came with the power and intensity that she never knew existed. And the liquid, did she piss? She could not figure it. That had never happened.

“You came. You got what you wanted and your pussy came on me.”

Jessie kept up the pace. Emma was still taking all the pleasure that she never had before.

“Cum in me…”

Jessie did just that. His cock twitched and it poured into her numb pussy. The juices slid around his cock and out her slit. Jessie continued the pumping. Emma accepted it with delight.

“I’m cumming again…” Emma found the pleasure she had been denied. She found it twice. Jessie dismounted her as she fell limp on the bed. A puddle of cum surrounded her ass. Her entire body was sore. She just laid there collecting herself.

That Monday Michael and Emma at lunch away from the rest of the employees.

“So…”

“I still can’t believe I doubled my total number of lovers in one evening.”

Emma went silent, staring into space. She then snapped back and looked at Michael.

“Thank you. I never have felt so alive, so…sore. Now that I have cum I hope it becomes easier for me.”

“Well, if it stays a problem, I know some other friends that would be willing to help. In fact one guy is bigger than Jessie!”

Emma choked on her sandwich. She cleared her throat but did not say anything. However, she could feel a familiar warmth and wetness begin to form between her thighs.

Being 42 and married for a little over a year to a cute 32 year old brunette…I preferred to go home in the evening.

We had just finished an office wide meeting and I was anxious to head out the door. It was my wife’s birthday and she was picking me up from the office. When my co-workers and I reached the lobby, a few of them whistled. My wife was standing there blushing, in a very short, sexy red dress that I had never seen before. She obviously had plans for dinner at a nice restaurant. Marcus, a young partner at the firm, said, “We always have a drink at the ‘Poison Apple’ after work…why don’t you two join us before heading off to dinner?”

Fool that I was, I said “How ’bout it, Linda?” In a way that made it clear she should say yes.

“OK…But just one drink, we have reservations in a little over an hour.” She was a trooper. She knew that I wanted to be ‘one of the guys’. Besides, one drink couldn’t hurt.

As we walked over to the club, Linda whispered in my ear, “I’ve got plans for you, Mister, so don’t waste my evening at this bar.” I could tell I was in for a nice evening. Her dress was short and buttoned all the way up the front. It was so short in fact, that she had to hold it down in the light wind. God forbid that she bend over for something. Her little dress didn’t wouldn’t much.

The “Poison Apple” is a little dance club/bar with after work regulars and a dance floor for couples. Like most dance places, it’s rather dark. There was only one table that would seat all eight of us, a cramped ‘U’ shaped booth.

To show what a great guy I was, I offered to pay for the first round. Marcus sat Linda at the head of the table “since it’s her birthday”. The head of the table, was the center of the “U”.

I headed off to the bar with seven different orders in mind. Repeating them, so as not to forget.

The bar tender was slow getting around to me. I rattled off all seven drinks (proud of myself for remembering them all). It took a while for him to fill the order and it took me three trips to deliver them to the table. All of the guys were making quite a fuss over Linda. As I delivered the drinks, I caught some of the conversation. They were asking her what she did for a living… a receptionist at a dentist’s office. What were her hobbies… blah, blah, blah… The music was loud, but I could make out the gist of the conversation. She was all smiles. She obviously liked all of the attention.

As I delivered the last of the drinks, I found a chair had been placed at the ‘foot’ of the table for me. So everyone was sitting in the booth but me… which was understandable, since I had been off getting the drinks. Marcus was sitting next to Linda and I heard him asking her “any tattoos?” The whole table chuckled and I joined-in as Linda just smiled and blushed.

Linda excused herself to go to the ladies room. Rather than clear the way for her, the guys on my right, slid her out, across their laps.

Once she headed for the rest room the conversation turned to other things. Sports, new clients at the office, etc…

I started talking with Tom, to my right. “During the week, we usually come here. On a Friday, we’ll go to Big Al’s.” I’d heard of the strip club but had never been there. “The girls are the best in the country…great table dances…”, Tom said. The guys at the other end of the table must have been talking about the same thing, because I overheard one of them saying, “Not often you see a girl, wearing’ a garter belt… much less slide her ass across your lap.”

The conversation hushed a little as Linda returned. She waited for them to make way, but to my surprise Tom took her by the waist and slid her across his lap and passed her down to her place at the head of the table. She seemed surprised, but didn’t make any comment. She just quickly took a drink from her glass. The guys at the other end of the table resumed their conversation with her. I couldn’t make out the conversation over the music, but I could tell that they were teasing her, because she was giggling a lot. I went back to talking with Tom.

He was telling me all about Big Al’s. I was looking forward to a Friday office meeting…so I could tag along afterwards. While I talked with Tom, I glanced at Linda every once in a while to see if she was ready to go.

The conversation at the other end of the table was a little quieter now…so they must have stopped teasing her. She seemed to be more relaxed because she was leaning back in the booth and seemed to be breathing deeper. I glanced up again, to see that her eyes weren’t even open at one point. Her drink must be getting to her, I suspected.

I decided to let her enjoy it…since it was her birthday and all. When she opened her eyes and saw that I was looking at her…she jumped a little and must have hit Marcus because his whole arm shook. She smiled sheepishly and gulped down the rest of her gin and tonic.

I smiled at her…she must have almost dosed off and felt silly about it, I reasoned. Marcus offered to pay for the next round. I said, “It’s up to Linda…we have about a half hour, do you want to stay for another drink.” Linda sheepishly said, “Sure,” and everyone at her end of the table laughed and hooted. Marcus passed the money down to me and as I walked away to the bar, I heard someone saying, “my turn.”

Once again, it took quite a while at the bar, and three trips to deliver the drinks. I noticed on each trip that people had changed seats. So it took me a while to get the right drink to the right person. Finally I sat back down and resumed my conversation with Tom (who was still sitting in the same seat…although he kept looking down at the other end of the table).

Linda was relaxing again…leaning back in her seat and seemed to be gripping the edge of the table with both hands. Jim was leaning towards her and whispering something in her ear. It was cramped at that end of the table so Jim was right next to her. He was also gesturing fervently with his hand under the table, as if driving home an important point.

Linda closed her eyes again… as though she was trying to remember something. The guy next to Marcus nudged him and traded places with him. He seemed to want to get in on the conversation that Jim and Linda were having. He also gestured under the table… apparently in opposition to Jim. Finally, Linda gasped rather loudly…apparently exasperated with their conversation. She leaned forward and opened her eyes and took a another deep drink of her Gin and Tonic.

Tom was telling me about some of the group’s wild evenings at the strip club. A little later when I looked up. Linda was leaning over the table and filling her bowl with peanuts from the basket in the middle of the table. It was a bit of a reach, so she was leaning on her elbows as she did it… and it seemed to take quite a while.

The guys on either side of her where leaning back behind her… apparently to make room for her. Her eyes had sort of a glazed look, I wondered if she might have had too much to drink. She sat back down and the guys next to her helped her eat the peanuts.

Just a couple of minutes later she was filling her bowl again and different guys were sitting next to her. I couldn’t tell for sure, because it was dim, but it looked like the guys next to her were looking up her dress. I tried to motion to her, but she seemed oblivious to the whole thing. ‘Oh well, Let them have their fun,’ I thought. Just looking isn’t going to hurt anybody, I guess.

I went to the rest room and when I got back, Jim offered to pay for the next round.

I looked at Linda and she just nodded. There were low chuckles around the table. I went off to get the drinks again and notice that Linda had apparently returned to the conversation with Jim and the other guy. They were both leaning in towards her. and she apparently disagreed with both of them…because she was gesturing wildly at both of them under the table…probably shaking a finger at them both. It must have been good humored fun, because the guys didn’t seem offended by her scolding.

The bar-tender took his time again and when I returned, Linda was nowhere to be found. I asked Tom where she was and just as he was telling me that she had lost an earring under the table, I noticed the back of her head over Marcus’s lap. It was dark, but I could tell that she was looking around, because her head was moving around a lot. I went back for the rest of the drinks. On my second trip she was still looking, but when I returned with the last of the drinks… she must have found it, because she was sitting upright… touching- up her lipstick.

I sat down to enjoy my drink and Linda excused herself to the Ladies’ Room again. The guys took their time as they slid her down the line and she trotted off to the rest room. I noticed that Tom had moved to the other end of the table, so I struck up a conversation with Marcus.

I didn’t even notice when Linda got back, but she was filling her bowl again with peanuts and Tom was leaning-in behind her. I turned back to my conversation with Marcus. We talked for a while and about three minutes later she was still there, leaning over the table and resting on her elbows. When I looked up, she grabbed her bowl and sat back quickly. Apparently backing into Tom pretty hard. This must have made Tom spill his drink on himself, because his chin was all wet.

Marcus, directed my attention back to our conversation.

A little later I looked up and noticed that my wife had undone several of the buttons of her dress. It was hot in the bar, so that didn’t surprise me in and of itself. What did surprise me was that her cleavage was showing to the point that you could see the edges of her bra cups. She just smiled at me and returned to her conversation with Bill, a stocky black accountant from an ivy league school. She was directly facing him so all I could see was her back. Once again, it was dark in the club, but for her to face him like that… it seemed that she would almost have to be straddling his lap… she looked over her shoulder and smiled to me… so I knew that everything must be OK.

Marcus asked me a question so I returned to the conversation.

When I looked up again. She was sitting back in her seat again and it looked like even more of her buttons were undone. Her dress could fall open at any moment. Bill distracted me by offering to pay for the next round. Linda said, “We’ve missed our reservations by now…so we might as well.” Everyone laughed and I noticed that the guys on either side of my wife were turned-in towards her and showing her a lot of attention.

Once again, the bartender took his time. When I finally returned to the table, I was floored. Linda was leaning over the table, gripping each side tightly with her hands and had the hem of her dress laid across her back. Someone was apparently behind her with his face pressed against her crotch and Bill had his hand in the front of her dress and was pulling her bra down and to the side. Tom was starting to help Bill by unbuttoning more of her buttons and undoing the front clasped bra. Linda’s eyes were closed, but her rapid breathing made it clear that she was on the verge of orgasm.

I watched helplessly Bill pinched one of my wife’s nipples and Tom maneuvered to suck on the other one. Soon my wife gasped the same gasp I had heard earlier in the evening. The most disconcerting thing about it was that I was turned-on. Instead of yelling at everyone… I delivered the drinks and went back for the second and third trips.

When I got back Marcus was at the head of the table with my wife on his lap. She was bouncing up and down… so I could tell that he was fucking her. Her dress was open in front Tom and Bill were replaced by other guys who were sucking her tits. I simply sat down and watched as they took turns with her. Now that I knew what was going on…she would close her eyes for a while and then she would open them and watch me intently as she was fucked and man-handled. At one point, she sat on the end of the booth right next to me and I watched her give blow jobs to all six of the guys from my office.

She didn’t even offer to touch me, but she made sure that I noticed when they came. Some of the cum dribbled down her chin, but more often than not, she would milk their dicks with her hand as she drank down the cum in slow deliberate gulps.

Since that day, she is a regular at office functions. The first night that I went to Big Al’s strip club, my wife was there. She kneeled in front of each of the guys from the office as they enjoyed the show. She even sucked me off that night. While she was giving blowjobs, guys had her skirt up and were sticking money in her garter.

The only time that it bothers me is when she stops by the office during the business day and fucks and sucks guys while I’m working. She does it with the door closed, but everyone (even the secretaries) knows what is going on.

From the day I mentioned it to my wife until the day the old secretary left Ginger kept begging me to hire her. She too was in a new town, and with no friends her days were really long and boring, I at least, had some place to go. Her arguments made sense, and the extra money would be nice, so against my better judgment I hired her and told the men she was a single girl who had just moved to town.

Within two weeks each of the five men in my employ hit on her, and I could hardly blame them. Ginger was a blonde ex cheerleader who kept her shape, petite, nice tits and lean tapered legs. After dinner one night I finally asked her if she wanted me to intercede on her behalf and ask the men to stop it.

She looked at her feet for a few moments, cleared her throat, and whispered no. Then she looked me in the eyes and said actually she would like to go out with them, she was running out of excuses, I was either at work, or working at home, or sleeping, so we never went out, she wouldn’t go out alone, and hadn’t been to a restaurant or nightclub since we moved, and maybe once she went out with one or two of them, and they didn’t even get to first base, they would leave her alone. I was shocked, obviously it was something she had thought about, but once again her arguments made sense, and once again I bowed to her wishes.

The next day when Anthony, the oldest and most diligent and professional of the salesmen, asked her out, and was quite flattered when she said yes. That night I watched Ginger, my wife of five years and who I loved dearly, dress for a date with another man. She put on a white cotton bra and panties, over that she wore a high collar calf length dress, pantyhose, and one inch heels. She looked like she was going to church, not on a date. She looked so prim and proper I swallowed my trepidation and watched her walk out the door and into another man’s car.

It was around eight when she left, it was just past one when she returned. There happens to be a streetlight right outside our bedroom window and when I heard a car and leaned out the window I could see Ginger and Anthony quite clearly as he parked in front of our door. With panic in my eyes, my heart in my throat and much to my chagrin, a hardening cock, I watched them embrace and share a deep and long lasting kiss. Ginger finally broke away when he placed a hand on her breast. She smiled at him, caressed his cheek and exited the car.

She waited until he was out of sight then sprinted up the walk way. It wasn’t but a few seconds between the sound of the front door slamming shut and seeing my wife taking off her dress as she entered our bedroom. She leapt into my arms saying she was glad I was awake because she was horny as hell. She proceeded to strip as fast as she could, all the while telling me to get my clothes off so she could fuck me. Another shock went through me, on top of having a hard on from watching my wife kiss another man, she was using language I had never heard her use before.

She pushed me back on the bed and positioned herself over my upper thighs. Then she took my rock solid cock in her soft hands and guided it to her pussy. My shy about sex wife had made a complete change, she was not only instigating our mating, and she was leading it. She rubbed the head of my cock over her pussy lips, where for the first time I could tell how really turned on she was. My cock head easily slid up and down her lips and I felt more lubricant from her pussy than ever before.

Suddenly my shaft was swallowed up by the warmest, wettest sensation it had ever felt. Ginger leaned forward and put her hands on my shoulders, pushing them into the mattress, using that brace she lifted her torso four times in quick succession, each time ending by slamming her weight down on my thighs, forcing my cock into her pussy as far as it could go, while at the same time grinding her clit against my pelvis.

Those four jabs were all it took for my sweet innocent wife to have the most intense orgasm of her short sexual life. Her body quaked and quivered as it straddled me, her head became a bobble doll, rolling in all directions on her stretched out neck. Finally she collapsed in near exhaustion, her chest resting upon mine, while my still hard dick was lodged in her cunt.

She rested that way for a few minutes, then slowly regained her senses, the first of which was my cock still in her cunt. Ginger grinned like a Cheshire cat and leisurely began to hump her pelvis up and down while still lying flat on my chest. My cock could feel her cunt walls as they clamped around its’ intrusion.

We slowly fucked this way for a few minutes when I finally couldn’t bear it any longer and had to know, What’s gotten into you, I asked my wife, I’ve never seen you act like this before. I love my wife for many reasons, one of the most endearing is that she is an honest blonde. Ask her a question and in her naiveté/dumbness she will tell you the truth. So she told me about dinner and drinking and dancing and drinking and talk about sex and drinking and finally about dancing real close and tight and feeling a strange cock rubbing and growing against her thighs and belly.

When she got to the part about feeling Anthony’s cock against her body she came again, and I could feel her cunt walls contracting around my cock. Her orgasm wasn’t quite the earth shaker this time, but it did exhaust her out. She collapsed onto my chest and was soon gently snoring. My cock was still hard and still inside her pussy. I found myself fucking my passed out wife while getting excited about her new found sexual passion. I would soon find out the price for that passion.

Two days later she had a date with Jeremy, he was just a couple of years younger than Anthony and seemed to use him as a mentor. Jeremy had a good head on his shoulders and I liked him For a second time I watched my wife ready herself for a date with another man. This time her full bra was nylon as were her granny style panties. A dark pair of panty hose was covered by a knee length skirt while a high cut sweater covered her bra. She reminded me of the teenage beauty I first met and vowed to marry.

Again she left about eight and retuned after one. Jeremy also parked his car under the streetlight and there I was, watching raptly and with a growing cock inside my pants. Instantly they were in each others arms exchanging a prolonged and passionate kiss. Ginger then broke the kiss and leaned back against the car seat. Jeremy swung around to the side and pulled her sweater up over her bra and with my wife’s eager help unclasped it. My jaw dropped and my cock grew harder when Jeremy and I both saw my wife’s naked breasts. The dark amber of her aureoles contrasted with the alabaster white of her tits as the light from the lamp shown down on them.

He bent over her and for the next few minutes kissed and sucked her nipples while my wife caressed her pussy over her skirt and squirmed her body around. She finally called a halt to the sucking when he reached under her skirt and tried to spread her thighs. She lowered her sweater without re hooking her bra, stroked his cheek, kissed him lightly on the lips and got out of his car. She hopped from foot to foot as she impatiently waited for his car to disappear.

From the window I watched her scramble as fast as she could into the house, then I heard her yelling for me to be awake and ready because she needed to be fucked really bad. Ginger bounded into the bedroom, pushed me back on the bed and pounced on me, not even bothering to take off her clothes. She just shredded her pantyhose by yanking on them as if in a fit of delirium, which, from the way she attacked me, used me, then came on me, all the while moaning and wailing about fucking and cumming and cocks and cunts, I had to concur with.

We fucked until she came, not as intense as that first one the other night, but longer in duration, until she again passed out from the exertion. And again I was left to fuck my passed out wife, this time with visions of Jeremy sucking her tits in my head.

We fell asleep in each others arms and awoke with a mutual desire to fuck again. Ginger was still fully clothed so I flipped her over on her back, pushed her skirt and panties out of the way and fucked her missionary style so I could watch her face as I asked her to tell me about her date with Jeremy. It was another tale of dining and drinking and talking about sex and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing with her back to him so he could slide his hands up and down her body while grinding his cock into her ass.

I asked her about the sex talk, and true to her blonde honesty, she answered bluntly that Jeremy had asked her what she liked done to her to turn her on, and in her blonde honesty, she told him. Jeremy being no dummy was quick to use what she related and got to second base before my wife remembered her wedding vows and got out of the car. And I, also being no dummy, began to do the things she told Jeremy about, and soon I had her crying out as she came in one quick jerk followed by a body wide shiver.

We barely made it into work on time and were there only a few minutes before Charles asked her out. Charles was a middle of the road kind of guy, did just enough to get by, but never exerted himself. It would be interesting to see how far he and Gingers’ date would go.

That night I watched as Ginger pulled some new lingerie out of a sack and began to put it on. The bra was a white nylon support one, that pushed her tits up and apart, creating quite a bit of cleavage. The panties were also white nylon high cut bikini style, that showed a lot of bare thigh at the top of the stay up stockings she also put on, much to my surprise. I mentioned it to her and she said she was tired of the struggle to take her pantyhose off when she wanted to fuck me.

I don’t know what made me say it, but before I could stop myself, I blurted out that it would also give Charlie easier access to your pussy. A dreamy kind of smile crossed her lips as she said with half closed eyes, that she hadn’t thought of that, but it sounded kind of fun. Then she donned a white silk blouse that buttoned up the front and that she left unbuttoned to the top of her bra, exposing the top of her globes and the crease between them.

The dark skirt she then put on ended about two inches above her knees and was skin tight. When she bent over to put on her shoes I could see the outline the edge of her panties made and an inch or so of the dark band of her stockings.

She left near nine and didn’t return until near two. I was almost asleep when I heard their car drive up. I sprang to the window in time to see my wife swivel on the car seat so she was facing Charlie while at the same time drawing her skirt up her thighs until her white panty covered crotch came into view. She put one foot up on the seat, one foot down on the floor and leaned her head back against the passenger door.

I saw her lips move and then saw Charlie put his head between my wife’s wide spread legs. I lost sight of him but had a perfect look at Ginger as her face contorted in erotic frenzy as I could only imagine what Charlie was doing to her, but what ever it was, she was certainly liking it. I considered our situation a moment, she never went down on me, I never went down on her.

Our sex life was very straight laced, Ginger was a virgin and I not much more than that when we married. The honeymoon was perfunctory and then sex took a back seat to school and work. How quickly things change, I pondered, as I gazed upon my wife thrashing about in another mans car while that cars owner did god knows what to her pussy. Suddenly she sat bolt upright and let out a scream that I prayed our neighbors didn’t hear. She reached down between her spread legs and with one hand pinching each ear brought Charlie’s head back into view.

Ginger lowered her leg from the seat and sat back against it, breathing rapidly and deeply. Then I saw Charlie put his hand around Gingers’ neck and begin to draw it down to his crotch. My wife deftly ducked her head from under his grasp and wagged her finger at him. He made a hands to the sky gesture and shrugged his shoulders. Ginger spoke a few words, Charlie nodded and I saw him squirm around on the seat.

Then Ginger put her leg back up on the seat, moved her panties out of the way, giving me a wonderful beaver shot while she got easy access to her abundant pussy juice. She scooped up a load in a cupped hand and disappeared it into the vicinity of Charlie’s lap. I watched as her arm moved in an up and down motion, giving me a good indication that she was jacking him off.

In a few moments he jerked his head back and forth and shimmied his shoulders. A few seconds after that I saw Ginger with a right hand and wrist coated in a shimmering glob filled liquid. Charlie grabbed her arm and pushed her hand towards her face, I was filled with shock and awe when I saw her actually stick out her tongue and lick Charlie’s cum from her hand.

I began to rub my cock as I watched her really get into it as she ran her tongue up and down her wrist and palm, seeing her lap up a particularly large wad and suck it into her mouth, then finishing off by sucking clean each finger and her thumb. She gave Charlie a big smile and got out of the car.

Ginger didn’t even wait for him to fully leave before she was scampering into the house and into my arms. This time I met her and before she could do anything and guiding her forward momentum as she entered the bedroom I soon had her kneeling on the floor, with her torso bent over the bed. I tugged her tight skirt up over her ass, pulled her panties aside and jammed my dick into her cunt.

Ginger squealed in pleasure and ground her ass cheeks back into me. I leaned onto her back and told her to tell me about her date while I fucked her. It was the usual tale but this time on the dance floor he openly played with her pussy and she came on his hand when she noticed other dancers looking at them.

That’s when I told her about watching her in her date’s car when they brought her home. That little revelation set her off, she screeched, shivered and drenched my cock in juices. When she recovered I began to fuck her harder, all the time calling her my slut, and a horny cunt and every other nasty thing my disoriented mind could come up with. Ginger responded in kind, agreeing with my every word, and begging me to call her names while I put my hard cock up her slutty cunt.

We fucked off and on that entire night, with Ginger finally realizing my watching her in the cars was why I was always so hard and ready for her when she got to the bedroom. Just before we fell asleep she whispered in my ear that since I got turned on watching her she will just have to do more for me to watch.

Her giggle was the last thing I heard before sleep took over. Ginger proved true to her word. Tom was the next man to ask her out. He was the youngest and brashest of the salesmen, cocky and full of himself, he would make a fine salesman once the edges wore off.

The night of their date Ginger wore a bright red half bra, it held her tits up, while exposing them almost to her nipples. Her panties were also bright red and covered in lace. A thin string held the front and back together, and it looked incredible on her, especially the way it cupped her round ass when she bent over to put on her stockings, a black pair of stay ups that just about covered her legs, leaving a bit of bare thigh between the tops and the edge of her panties. Her blouse was a translucent silk that did nothing to conceal the bright red bra beneath it.

She buttoned it only to the bottom of her bra, exposing it and all the globes of her tits. If she wiggled too much I was sure her nipples would poke out. Her skirt was a red and black pleated tartan design that came down to mid thigh. In this skirt when she bent over to get her shoes not only the tops of her stockings came into view, but I could plainly see her red panties covering her lower ass cheeks and the crack of her ass.

When she stood and turned around her movements made the skirt fly up in front and I got just as good a look at her panty covered pussy lips. We hugged and kissed before she walked out the door, and just as she exited she told me she left a gift for me on the bed.

As Ginger was departing on her escapade, I dashed to the bedroom to see what she left. I tore open the package to discover a pair of very high end binoculars and a note saying now I shouldn’t miss any of the action.

My little tramp had gone so far as to make sure her husband didn’t miss a beat of his wife’s sexual fun. And I must say she and Tom put on quite the show. It wasn’t until almost three that they pulled in to the light. I lost no time in zeroing in on their activities and putting them in the correct focus with the binoculars. I was rewarded with a scene so close I felt like I could reach out and pinch the nipple my wife just exposed. She then raised her skirt, spread her legs, grabbed Tom by his hair and pulled his head down into her crotch.

I zoomed in on his tongue as it glided up and down the red lace gusset of her panties where it covered her pussy lips. Soon I could see a dark spot starting to spread and the outline of her lips peek through. Then two fingers appeared and pushed her panty crotch into her cunt then pulled it out. It was a sopping mess and had lost all shape, making it easy for Tom’s tongue to slip by the edge and lick her pussy from ass hole to clit. He then settled in on her clit and began to nibble it with his lips while every so often flicking his tongue out and lapping it from top to bottom.

Ginger started thrusting her cunt into his face, she grabbed his head again and mashed it hard between her legs, creating more pressure on her clit which caused her to orgasm. When she recovered she looked up at our bedroom window and winked. She then unzipped Tom’s pants, pushed them down his thighs, took his cock in her hands and guided it to her mouth. I brought into sharp focus the image of my wife slowly inserting another mans cock into her mouth.

Every now and again she stopped, slid her tongue up his shaft and out her mouth, then slither it back in her mouth and proceed to take more of his shaft with it. When her nose and lips finally came to rest against his belly and balls she pulled his shaft from her mouth until just the tip remained, then in one motion swallowed it whole, then back to the tip, then swallow. For someone who never gave me a blow job she really seemed to know what she was doing. It didn’t take much of this fucking my wife’s mouth to get Tom to blow his wad.

Suddenly, while Ginger was busy trying not to gag from the amount of cum being shot down her throat, a pair of headlights pulled in behind Toms’ car. A man quickly got out and approached the passenger door. Tom lowered the electric window and motioned to the man. The stranger lowered his zipper, reached into his pants and pulled out his cock.

Tom gently tugged Gingers’ head up from his spent dick and turned it so she could see what was sticking through her side window. With a sly smile my wife instantly slid over next to the man’s growing cock, grasped it in her hands, put it in her mouth and began to masturbate it while sucking it at the same time.

It didn’t take much of this and the man was soon bucking his cock into Gingers mouth while ejaculating down her throat. Again Ginger did a magnificent job of swallowing everything he could give her, as I zeroed in on her face not a drop of sperm was anywhere to be seen. As soon as the stranger finished he walked back to his car, got in and drove away. Ginger smiled at Tom, kissed his cheek and left his car too.

This night Ginger seemed to be in no hurry to get to the bedroom and I watched her just kind of amble up the walkway and into the house. When I didn’t hear her on the steps or see her in the bedroom I went to find her. I discovered her in the living room bent over the arm rest of our couch, head buried in the cushions, ass pointed to the heavens. Her skirt was pulled up over ass, her panties were pushed to the side, and her fingers were pistoning in and out of her gapping cunt.

Ginger heard me enter the room, picked her head up and told me to fuck her as hard as I could while she told me what my wife slut had done this evening. I needed no second invitation, I unzipped my pants and unleashed my iron bar of a cock while I walked to her upturned ass. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back to me as I violently as I could while at the same time lining up my shaft to pierce her pussy as I pulled.

Ginger began to squeal but between her outbursts of ecstasy I could hear her words as they came out in breathless gushes. At first it was just her telling me to, “Fuck your slut. Fuck your filthy cum loving whore of a wife! Fuck me like a slut should be fucked! Oohhh yesss, fuck me baby, slam that big cock of yours in your nasty cunt.”

Then the story came out, Tom didn’t bother with a dinner, he took her straight to a bar, sat her on a bar stool and fed her two Long Island iced teas. Then he turned her around so she was facing the patrons and pulled her skirt up her legs and bunched it in her lap. He told her to look at the booth right across from them.

When Ginger glanced in that direction she saw five men staring at her stocking covered upper thighs and craning their heads trying to get a peek at her panties. Tom told her to spread her legs and she did as she was told. At this point Ginger stopped talking and began wailing in pleasure as my slamming cock and her recitation triggered an orgasm. When she resumed her story Tom had left to talk to the men then returned, grabbed her by the arm and led her out of the bar.

As they drove to their next destination Tom told her how she had mentioned to one of the men that she was a very inexperienced cock sucker and the he was going to help her over that little hurdle. He pulled into the parking lot of an adult bookstore and escorted my naïve wife into the store and led her around pointing out the wares of the place.

Ginger was the only woman there and was the center of all eyes. Tom took notice of this and went to great lengths to make sure they all got a look at her legs, tits and panties as he paraded her around and made her bend and stoop over to look at things. When he heard the door open and saw the group of men from the bar enter he took hold of her hand and led her back to where the video booths were. They walked down the hall while Tom looked from booth to booth, seemingly looking for something.

Of course he was looking for a booth with a glory hole and when he found one he ushered my wife inside and fed the machine its’ requisite money, told her to watch the movie and that he would be right back. He went to the men from the bar, told them what booth to go to and returned to find Ginger raptly watching a woman fucking seven black men while she lazily finger fucked herself. Tom unbuttoned her blouse, removed her bra, and began playing with her tits.

Suddenly a cock was thrust through a hole in the booth, Tom took my wife’s right hand and put it on the cock and told her to jack it off. While Ginger was masturbating a strange cock Tom was telling her that she had to learn how to suck cocks, and there were ten or so men lined up outside the booth. He said they had volunteered to help her by letting her practice on their cocks.

For the next three hours Ginger sucked off one man after another while Tom told her what to do and how to do it. His instructions were augmented by the videos being shown, he would stop her when a close up of blow jobs would appear and make sure she watched it to get a better idea of exactly what to do. Ginger had three or four more orgasms as she continued her amazing tale.

Finally Tom wiped her face and chest off of all the sperm deposited on her, put her bra and blouse back on and began to leave the store. They were stopped by one man who begged them for a blow job too, Tom told him where Ginger lived and told him to meet them there. That was the guy who showed up out of nowhere to get a blow job from my wife.

Gingers’ story turned me on more than anything she had done before, so much so that my cock remained hard for longer than ever and allowed me to fuck my wife during the length of her speech finally exploding when she talked about the man who followed them home.

Ginger met my orgasm with one of her own and together we tumbled off the couch and onto the floor in our passion. We passed out from exhaustion right there. We woke the next morning and gathered out senses. I asked how she liked her night’s adventure. She smiled shyly and replied she loved it, she felt she was now an experienced cocksucker and loved all the different sizes, shapes and tastes of the anonymous men she sucked off and swallowed.

The floodgates were now open, and Daryl, the last salesman to take my wife on a date had heard all the details of her previous excursions and was more than ready for his chance. Daryl was the only black employee of the company and the only black man Ginger had ever met or talked to. Their date was set for three nights later.

When we got home that night, Ginger asked to be taken back to the bookstore, she wanted to rent some inter- racial videos, especially the one she saw of the woman with seven men. We rented several films, and I used the opportunity to see my wife’s new found talent up close. We went to the booth she had used previously and I watched her suck off four men in the space of a half an hour.

We returned home and fucked our way through three of the rentals. The seven man gangbang gave her one continuous orgasm, start to finish Ginger moaned, shook and quivered while she watched the white woman take on the seven black studs in her mouth, cunt and ass. We watched the other films the next night but Gingers fuse wasn’t really lit until we re ran the gangbang tape, where she once again had one long drawn out cum.

The night of her date with Daryl she didn’t wear a bra or panties, instead she donned a garter belt and long black stockings. A translucent broomstick skirt just long enough to cover her garter straps and a see through blouse tied in a knot under her tits made her look like a walking wet dream. Four inch stiletto heels had her swaying her hips from side to side as she walked to Daryl’s car. The movement had her skirt swishing around her legs, every so often exposing her garter straps and the bare white skin above the stocking tops.

I didn’t see my wife again until late the next morning when she was literally dropped off at the front door. It was a limp, well used dish rag I carried into our house and up to the bathroom to begin her cleansing. She was a mess, her blouse was gone, her skirt was torn, her stockings were just tatters hanging from her legs. Her body, almost from head to toe was caked in dried or drying cum. Her lips and cheeks were coated with sperm, it cracked as she moved her mouth and jaw. I soaked her in the tub for about an hour, refilled it and bathed her and washed her hair. I put her to bed and waited anxiously to hear about her date with Daryl.

It wasn’t until after the next night’s diner that Ginger felt up to relaying the events of her night. We sat on opposite sides of our bed, both nude and both masturbating, she with a dildo and me with my hand. I decided it would be less strenuous this way, and I could hear the story without too many interruptions. Daryl drove her straight to a pool hall on the other side of town, led her to a back room where she was tied lying on her back to a four poster bed. Her arms and legs splayed apart Ginger was an open invitation to one and all.

The men had her fuck for three hours on her back, then untied her, turned her over, retied her and let the assault on her ass begin. Ginger gave herself an orgasm when she got to the part of the men fucking her virgin ass hole. She said it hurt like hell at first but by the time the fifth cock was shoved up her butt she was loving every minute of it.

A couple of hours later they untied her, let her go to the bathroom and stretch a little, then bent her over a bench so both her pussy and ass hole were easily accessible, retied her and let the men take their choice of pussy, ass hole or both. She was tied up at the pool hall for six or seven hours, when she was untied, led back out to the car and driven to a whorehouse.

For the next five hours my wife was used as a common whore, but instead of the usual charge of 50, 100, and 200, Daryl charged five bucks for a blow job, ten for a fuck, and twenty for around the world. An ass fuck was fifty, with pussy and mouth thrown in at no charge, and customer’s choice of what hole to cum in.

Needless to say Ginger was the most used whore in the place, which led to some pissed off regular whores, who in turn attacked Ginger and began a fight, this led to the men making the women eat each other out and make each other cum, then they all got fucked, made to take the men’s cum shots in their mouths, then told to transfer the globs from one woman’s mouth to another. This shut them up, calmed them down, and even got a couple of them turned on.

Ginger now tasted her first pussy and was eaten for the first time by a woman. She told me she didn’t mind it, and the sharing of the men’s cum was a real turn on, but she preferred the rough style of men eating her and fucking her.

The house finally ran out of men so Ginger was picked up like a sack of potatoes, dumped in the car, and then on my doorstep. I shot off twice on hearing my wife’s adventure and she came four times from reliving it. From that day forward she was the office slut, always dressed for easy access to her ass, pussy and mouth, and always ready to be used anywhere, anytime by anyone.

Once the salesmen turned some clients on to Ginger, our office monthly take soared. All the men got performance bonuses, and I received a bonus equal to the size of my yearly salary. In the end I guess I became my wife’s pimp, because she got fucked, and I got paid.

Crossing the room and walking up behind her I reached around and cupped one of her tits with my hand while caressing her ass with the other and gave her a little nibble on the earlobe. “Whats for dinner?” I asked while dropping my hand from her tit to rub her cunt suggestively.

“Company” she replied.

I heard a voice from the den calling “Come on in, we have the fire going.” As I entered the room, Ron, a friend of the family rose from a recliner with a drink in his hand and a bulge in the front of his pants. “You horny old bastard” I said, “What the hell are you doing over here?”

“His wife is out of town and he was lonely so I asked him over for dinner and drinks.” Carolyn said as she came into the room bringing me a drink.

Kicking off my shoes I sat on the couch, sipped my drink and watched Carolyn walk back into the kitchen, her ass moving like two pigs caught in a gunny sack. As I thought of what could have been, my dick started to swell and I realized what Ron probably was thinking when I came home.

At dinner Ron could not keep his eyes off Carolyn, everytime she leaned over the table her tits bulged against the halter top with the nipples pressing against the cloth. I noticed that as she moved around the table she found several excuses to bump both Ron and myself with her ass, one time rubbing her cunt on Ron’s shoulder.

After dinner we all got fresh drinks and moved back into the den. Sitting on the floor in front of the fire Carolyn stretched her legs out and ran her hand slowly up and down the inside of her thigh.

Ron and I sat on either side of her sipped our drinks and watched the fire burn, while I was thinking of the fun we could be having if only he wasn’t here.

As the alcohol and warmth from the fire took effect I draped my arm over Carolyn’s shoulder and let my hand drop into the top of her halter. Slowly rubbing and kneading the nipple of her titty I looked over to find Ron staring at her mound and rubbing the bulge in his pants. I caught his eye and nodded at Carolyn’s halter top and my hand.

As Carolyn leaned her head back and closed her eyes, Ron put his hand under her halter and began to caress her other tit. After a few minutes she began to moan softly under her breath and move her ass back and forth over the carpet.

I unsnapped the halter top from the back and letting it fall leaned over and began sucking and licking the nipple on my titty while Ron started to suck on the nipple he was working on. As I sucked on Carolyn’s tit my dick got larger and harder until I thought that it would break the zipper on my pants. Looking up I saw that Carolyn was rubbing the bulge in Rons pants and as I watched she slowly unzipped him and pulled out 8 inches of the hardest dick I have ever seen.

“Lets see what you have in here.” Carolyn whispered as she turned to me and began to open my trousers. Reaching in she pulled out my throbbing prick.

Leaning back on the couch Carolyn took Ron’s dick with her other hand and clasping both shafts she began to slowly squeeze and massage them while running her thumbs around and over the heads of our dicks. As our pricks got harder and larger Carolyn rotated her cute little ass seductively and said in a low sultry voice “What a pair of joy sticks. I can’t wait to see what you boys are going to do with them.”

Continuing to slowly suck on Carol’s nipple I eased my hand into her shorts and down to her slit, rubbing and caressing her mound and clit as I went. Slipping my fuck finger into her hot slippery cunt I began to run it in and out sliding it over her clit.

“Oh shit, that feels good.” Carolyn moaned as she began to jack off both Ron and I while humping her slit on my finger.

Taking Carol’s hand from his prick, Ron clasped her head with both hands and gave her a long deep tongue kiss, probing deep into her mouth, then slowly lowered her head to his swollen, throbbing dick.

“Come on, Baby. Give me a blow job.” Ron breathed. “Lets get those lips working on old Ron’s dick.” he pleaded.

As I watched, Carolyn turned over onto her knees, ran her tongue around the head of his dick licking every inch of it and slowly took that enlarged prod into her mouth and began to suck it while moaning and humping her ass back and forth.

Getting on my knees behind Carolyn I watched her suck Rons dick while he lay back with eyes closed, running his hands through her long black hair and pumping that rod in and out of her mouth I slowly began to masturbate with one hand while with the other I pulled her shorts and panties down around her knees.

Knowing what was coming Carolyn began to suck faster and faster on Rons dick while twisting her ass in the air and moaning. Rubbing the head of my dick up and down the crack of her ass I reached between her legs with my other hand and began to massage her hot slippery little cunt, slowly running a finger up into it and pulling it out then lightly running the tip of my finger around her clit, pushing it back and forth until it stood out like a miniature prick.

Moaning and groaning she pumped her ass faster in the air, and attacked Ron’s dick with a vengeance. The faster she sucked on his dick the more I rubbed her ass with mine and the harder I rubbed her clit. As Ron began to gyrate his hips he grabbed Carolyn’s head with both hands and crying “GODDAMN THATS GOOD” he began to fuck her in the mouth while I stroked her cunt faster and faster.

By this time my prick was so hard a cat couldn’t scratch it and was throbbing with desire. Grabbing her ass with both hands, spreading it wide and opening her little pussy I shoved 10 inches of swollen dick so deep in her cunt that my balls were banging her ass. Raising her head from Ron’s dick she begged “FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARD, GODDAMNIT GIVE ME SOME DICK” before Ron grabbed her by the hair and stuck his prick back into her mouth.

“Suck me!” Ron pleaded. “SUCK MY DICK, BITCH.”

As I began stroking my 10 inch dick in and out of Carolyns tight little cunt, she was working on the head of Ron’s dick like it was an all day sucker. Sliding it in and out of her mouth while slowly running her fingers over Ron’s balls, moaning “Give me some more dick” and pushing her tight ass back against my stomach.

Ron began frantically to move his hips, thrusting his rock hard prick faster and faster into Carolyns mouth while grunting “uuhhh uuhhh I’m cuming, oh shit I’m cuming”.

Jerking his throbbing cock out of Carolyn’s mouth Ron grabbed it with his hand, gave it one pump and erupted. Squirting cum over Carolyn’s face, Ron jerked his hips back and forth rubbing his prick over Carolyn’s lips and cheeks while she licked the side of his shaft sucking up every last drop of golden cum.

As I watched Ron shoot his cum into my wife’s face I was steadily running my 10 inches of meat into her cunt, driving it in so deep that my balls were slapping on her ass every stroke I made. Carolyn suddenly buried her face in Ron’s pubic hair, tensed her body and while wildly gyrating her ass cried “SHIT, I’M CUMING. OH SHIT, GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT TO ME, PUT IT TO ME HARD, OHHH SSHHITT!”

As she shook her ass, her little pussy began to contract around the shaft of my cock, contracting and loosening it felt like she was trying to eat my dick with her cunt. Faster and faster I poured the dick to her until with a great spasm my back stiffened and I put it in all the way to the root while my dick jerked and bucked squirting cum into her belly. After several spasms cum was running around my prick, trickling down the lips of her pussy and running down her thighs. With a final sigh I fell to the floor while Carolyn, her face still buried in Ron’s crotch dropped off her knees, her cum smeared pussy falling across my face.

“So this is what goes on while I am away!” a voice said.

Looking up we saw Joyce, Ron’s wife standing in the doorway with her hand on her hip.

“I should have known that you dirty bastards were having a party balling each other.” she said.

“Well I caught you at it and now you are just going to have to do it again, with me included this time.” Joyce said as she slipped her dress down over her hips and stepped out of it. Unsnapping her bra and dropping it to the floor Joyce stepped toward us.

Chapter Two

As Joyce pulled into the drive she noticed the house was dark although Ron’s car was in the garage.

“Ron must be next door visiting with Odell and Carolyn” she thought as she turned off the engine and opened the door. Crossing the yard, she walked to Odell’s front door and started to ring the bell when she noticed the door was slightly ajar.

Pushing the door open she started to call out for someone when she heard someone cry “SUCK MY DICK, BITCH.”

“That sounds like Ron” she thought and quietly entered the house and walked down the hall to the den door. Stopping in the doorway she saw her husband, Ron lying on his back with Carolyn kneeling beside him, working on his dick with her lips and tongue, while Carolyn’s husband Odell was on his knees behind her grunting with passion and slamming his 10 inch cock into Carolyn’s cunt.

Breathlessly Joyce leaned in the doorway watching Carolyn grunt and moan, humping her ass on Odell’s prick and getting balled from both ends.

Joyce felt her pussy warming as the nipples under her dress hardened and erected. Opening the buttons on her dress Joyce let it slide from her shoulders and drop to the floor.

Pantiless and wearing nothing under her dress but a black lace garter belt fastened to her black hose, Joyce reached for her cunt and began to run her fingertip over her clit while with her other hand she rubbed and caressed her titty.

As Joyce’s clit got harder, her pussy became swollen with passion and hot slippery love juice flowed across her cunt lips and down her thigh. Joyce, moaning with pleasure, slipped her finger into her slit and began slowly fucking herself as she watched the action. As her finger became covered with her love juice, Joyce would raise it to her mouth and run her tongue around it licking off her juices before returning it to her cunt continuing to fuck herself.

Her pussy got hotter and hotter, swelling with the love juices flowing as she watched the three on the floor. Suddenly Ron pulled his dick from Carolyn’s mouth and shot cum all over her face as Carolyn cried “Oh shit I”m cuming. Give it to me” and began banging her ass harder and faster back on Odell’s prong.

While Odell kept stroking his hot, throbbing cock into Carolyn’s pussy, Joyce, gasping for breath was pumping her finger in and out of her slit and as Odell spasmed, cried out and started pumping cum into Carolyn’s twat Joyce gasped. Her cunt contracted, twitched and a tremendous shudder ran over her body as she had a violent orgasm.

The three people on the floor collapsed into a mass of tangled bodies as Joyce slid her finger from her twat, running the tip over her quivering little clit, and leaned weakly against the doorjamb.

After a moment Joyce stood up and said “So this is what goes on while I am away!. I should have known that you dirty bastards were having a party balling each other.” she said. “Well I caught you at it and now you are just going to have to do it again, with me included this time.” Joyce said as she began to walk across the room toward us.

Joyce was a tall slim woman with long blonde hair that fell to her waist. As she walked toward us she pulled her hair over her shoulders so it fell across her breasts and partially covered them, leaving just the hardened nipples protruding through. Wearing no panties, her blonde pubic bush stood out in the black frame of her garter belt and hose. Her little twat glistened with moisture and desire as she approached Odell.

While doing a seductive bump and grind with her hips Joyce approached Odell, who was sitting on the floor, and putting her legs over his shoulders placed her hot little slippery cunt in front of his face.

Taking her long blond hair and wrapping it around Odell’s head she slowly pulled his mouth to her slit.

“Odell, honey” she whispered, “I watched while Carolyn gave my husband a tremendous blow job. Wouldn’t you like to repay the favor with my hot little ass?”

As she whispered Joyce began to move her hips sliding her pussy over Odell’s face, smearing love juice over his lips. Hungrily Odell’s tongue darted out tickling Joyce’s erect clit and entered her slit, lapping and sucking at her lips.

As Odell sucked at Joyce’s honey box, his dick, swollen and erect, was throbbing with desire. Placing one arm around Joyce’s ass, pulling her cunt even closer to his questing tongue, Odell began to rub and massage his prick with the other.

While watching his wife being eaten by Carolyn’s husband, Ron slid across the floor and sitting behind Carolyn, pulled her back between his legs. Reaching around her body, Ron began to rub and caress Carolyn’s swollen breasts with one hand while gently probing in her cunt with the fingers of the other.

As he fondled Carolyn and watched Odell eat Joyce, Ron’s cock began hardening and growing, running up Carolyn’s back. As it began throbbing with passion, Ron started hunching his hips and sliding his rock hard prong on Carolyn’s spine.

Pressing back against the red hot poker on her back, Carolyn lifted her hips so Ron could slide his greedy fingers further into her honey box.

“Oh God, that feels good” she crooned as she twitched her pussy muscles around Ron’s fingers.

“Sonofabitch!” Joyce exclaimed thrusting her golden cunt on the stiff tongue that was working in it. Pulling Odell’s face even closer to her crotch, she twisted and wiggled her ass to get all the tongue he had.

As Joyce was humping his face with her twat, Odell began to run his hand over his stiff prod. Unable to constrain himself he started jacking off as he licked and sucked all the goodies from Joyce’s slit, with a huge eruption Odell shot his wad of cum into the air splattering it across Joyce’s ass.

When Odell shot his wad, his wife Carolyn groaned, turned over on her back and pulled Ron up between her quivering thighs. Raising her legs over Ron’s shoulders she reached between her legs, got Ron’s rock hard pecker and ran the swollen head through her cunt hair and around her clit. Easing the head of Ron’s dick into her hot slippery cunt, Carolyn grabbed his ass and pulled him into her.

As Ron’s cock slid to the bottom of her hot little box Carolyn groaned “Oh shit, I love that dick. God, I love to fuck. Please give it to me, PLEASE.”

As Joyce felt Odell’s gob of cum splatter her ass, she slowly removed her pussy from his mouth and pushing him onto his back, slid down his body until she could take his still jerking meat into her mouth. As she licked and sucked on his prick it began to grow larger in her mouth, swelling until it reached it’s full 10 inches in length. Sliding her lips down the shaft of Odell’s dick Joyce licked his swollen balls and gently took them into her mouth, rolling them around with her tongue while running her fingers around the head of his dick.

As Odell moaned and twisted his hips, his swollen prick jerking in the air, Joyce raised up and straddling his rock hard member, lowered her burning cunt over it.

As he entered Joyce’s slit. Odell pulled her down to him and taking a titty in his mouth began to suck and nibble on her stiff nipple while pouring his meat to her cunt.

While his wife was getting the meat put to her by Odell, Ron still had Carolyn’s ass in the air, with her legs over his shoulders and one of her tits in each hand. As he squeezed her tits, rolling her nipples around, he was slamming his dick into her pussy so hard Carolyn would grunt with passion and slide on the carpet every time he stroked her.

“Give me more, give me some more dick!” Carolyn pleaded as she bucked and rolled her ass. “OH FUCK!” Ron shouted as he ran his prick to the bottom of Carolyn’s box stiffened, squeezed her tits with both hands and shot a load of cum into Carolyn’s cunt from his jerking prick.

As Ron shot his wad, with his quivering prick in her pussy, Carolyn with a long groan, began to wildly shake her ass and contract her pussy around his stiff prick.

“Oh shit, I’m cuming, I’m cuming!” she exclaimed as she pulled Ron down to her mouth. Running her tongue into Ron’s mouth she passionately kissed him as her orgasm roared to a climax.

Hearing Carolyn as she was cuming, Joyce worked her twat on Odell’s big pole in ever faster circles until with a loud gasp she jerked her burning ass down, burying Odell’s dick to the root as her hot slippery cunt contracted, spasmed and began to violently twitch.

Deep in the throes of an orgasm Joyce was slowly grinding her hips on Odell’s groin when with a loud “AAAHHH SSSHHIT” Odell began to frantically pump his pulsating prick into her slit.

With a huge eruption Odell’s dick jerked, spouted and shot his load of cum up into Joyce’s tight pulsating twat. As her cunt contracted and squeezed the last drop of cum from his dick Joyce dropped onto Odell’s chest and rolling to his side took his dick into her mouth and began to suck the cum from it. As Joyce cleaned Odell’s prick both Ron and Carolyn moved into place with Ron sliding is head between Joyce’s thighs and tonguing her slit sucking up Odell’s cum . Carolyn slid her cunt into Odell’s face and then took Ron’s prick and running her tongue around the shaft and over the head lovingly sucked the juice from it.

Raising her head from Odell’s dick and temporarily breaking the daisy chain, Joyce said “See, Assholes, it would be much better if you wait for me next time.”

When she was firmly in position, Ben gently caressed her plump bottom with his hand while reveling in its plush softness, then without warning, he lifted his palm and began rhythmically paddling the warm soft buttocks! Although she didn’t cry out, little groans and gasps were soon filling the room along wit the cracking sound of a hard hand striking a soft bottom! After several hard strokes, Mr. Solon asked, “How does it feel, dear, can you feel it in your vagina, is it making you excited!?!” “Oh yes,” she gasped, “my vagina is on fire, don’t stop now, ohhhhh!” “That’s very good, my dear, only five more and we can take care of your other problem,” he replied smoothly while finishing up his stroking, “there now, all done, do you promise to be a good girl from now on!?!” “I-I promise,” she said with a small sob, “now please, h-help me!”

While gently rubbing her fat red bottom, Mr. Solon pressed his intercom button and asked Georgia to come into his office, and once she was inside he said to her, “Georgia, Mrs. Larson has been a very bad little girl and she had to be punished, but now, another problem has come up that I hope you can take care of!” “Anything you want, sir,” she replied softly while staring at Krista Larson’s bright red bottom, “what do you want me to do!?!” “Well,” Ben Solon continued, “whenever she gets her spankings, unfortunately her vagina becomes extremely aroused, and consequently we must relieve her sexual tension before allowing her to return to her classroom!” “Now that is where you come in,” he went on, “I was hoping that if you would be so kind as to orally satisfy the poor girl, we could send her on her way!” “I’d love to, sir,” Georgia replied, “I hope her vagina is shaved clean, as I love seeing erect clits sticking out of smooth vulvas!” “Well,” he added, “you’re in luck, Mrs. Larson has one of the smoothest and plumpest vulvas you’ll ever see, now if we can get started, please!”

“Oh, Mr. Solon,” Georgia cried, “just look at it, it’s oozing juice and her clit, you can actually see it protruding from her fat lips, it’ utterly stunning!” “Please control yourself and get to work,” admonished her boss, “Mrs. Larson has to get back to her class, so if you would please!” Now laying on Mr. Solon’s large wooded desk with her legs spread wide, Krista clenched and unclenched her fists while lewdly shoving her engorged organ towards Georgia’s mouth in anticipation of the cunt lapping she knew was to follow! Gingerly, almost delicately, the secretary leaned forward and pressed her mouth against Krista’s vagina, causing the young teacher to literally shudder as the soft lips contacted her fully erected clitoris! Upon hearing her moan and sigh, Ben asked softly, “Do you enjoy cunt lappings Mrs. Larson, your vagina certainly seems to be begging for it?!?” “Oh yes,” she gasped as Georgia carefully parted her labia and began tonguing her hard little clitoris, “s-she has a wonderful mouth and it feels so nice!” While Georgia continued to lick the succulent organ, Mr. Solon continued to question Krista about her sex life by asking, “How often does your husband fuck you, dear?!?” “Almost every night,” she answered between gasps, “he loves fucking me!” “As well he should, my dear, you have an almost perfect vagina,” he replied, “and any man would be proud to call it his own, but another question please, does he suck you too, I mean along with his fucking does he orally satisfy you?!?” “God, I’m on fire,” she moaned, “she’s sucking me so well, and I’m so close to cumming!” “Please answer my question, Mrs. Larson,” he pressed on, “does your husband regularly suck your vagina!?!” “Fuck yes,” she said through clenched teeth, “that’s why I shave my pussy, so that his mouth and tongue have open access to my organ!” “Very good,” he said softly, “from the looks of things you’re read to cum, would you like that, dear?!?” “Please,” she begged, “I’m am so fucking ready!”

“There’s just one problem,” he intoned evenly! “W-what problem” she fairly bawled, “I just really need to climax, please let me!?!” “In do time, child,” he replied, “but first we address this problem, okay!?!” “Anything you say,” she begged, “j-just hurry, it’s driving me crazy!” “I have another question for you , dear,” he said in syrupy smooth voice, “do you suck your husband’s hard penis for him!?!” “Of course I do,” she wailed, “I love sucking him off, why do you ask!?!” “Well, fortunately or unfortunately,” he replied, “depending on your point of view, I happen to have a very hard penis, and to tell you the truth I need someone to suck on it!” “Now since Georgia’s mouth is otherwise occupied,” he continued on, “I need a volunteer to orally satisfy my erection, do you know anyone who could do that for me!?!” “Let me do it,” she gasped, “hurry up, let me suck it, ohhhhhhhhh, god hurry please!” “Mmmmmmm, Georgia,” he sighed, “she has a very nice mouth, almost as nice as yours, and she’s so enthusiastic, she can’t seem to get enough of my erection!” Sucking an licking sounds soon filled the small office as the cunt lapping secretary and the cock sucking social studies teacher both began to work feverishly to bring their respective suckees to climax!”

While Ben Solon was quickly approaching his orgasm, it was Krista who was in the more dire straits, as her pussy and clit had been running on the ragged edge of climax for nearly fifteen minutes, she was in a state of near panic at the thought that they might not let her over the hump and have her cum!” In a very calm voice, Ben offered,” Georgia, I’m very close now, my nuts have tightened and it’s only a matter of time, I think you can finish her off now, we’ve tormented the poor dear long enough!” So, almost as if turning on a light switch, Georgia put her tongue into over drive and sent the poor thing careening over “Orgasm Cliff”! While Krista’s body trembled and shook as a shock wave of pleasure coursed through her entire being, Ben’s pecker sensing it was time, convulsed twice and sent a flood of semen down its long shaft and into the hot little cock suckers hungry mouth, nearly choking her under its huge volume! Both Ben and Krista were completely spent, but realizing that Georgia was now probably tight as a drum, Ben quickly sat her down and buried his face under her dress, bringing her to a quick and stunning orgasm with his mouth, leaving three very tingly organs glowing, satiated, and depleted!

A few minutes later Mr. Solon said, “Didn’t you have a class to get back to Mrs. Larson, it’s almost time for the end of the period bell to ring!?!” She got to her feet and as usual, lifted her skirt one last time so that Georgia could give her vagina a nice wet good by kiss, and then with a wave of her hand was off to her classroom! After she had gone, Georgia turned her attention to her boss and asked softly, “Is there anything else this southern belle can do for you!?!” Just hearing the sweet droll voice of the his orally efficient secretary was giving him another boner and he replied with a wink, “I’ll think of something, baby, I’ll think of something!”