Our son was in college in another city so I was a home alone wife for a year, the year started of with boredom and developed into one of the best years of my life, well at least I enjoyed it very much. Throughout my married life I have had opportunities to cheat and my self-control sometimes seems to take a back seat to my sexual desires. Sometimes I ask myself if I am a normal woman.

Men are the ones who are characterized as having “wandering eyes” and tend to roam around and stray from time to time. Well I think women have those urges as well: they are just not thought of as being that way. For every man that cheats, there is a woman who helps him cheat so I guess other women have those urges as well as I do. Women tend to be less open about it and discuss it less with other women.

I had become friendly with a couple of the young black guys at work. We seemed to get along very well and they were attentive to me and I felt that they liked what they saw in this older wife and mom. I could see their eyes feasting on me from time to time, those subtle glances at my breast as we chatted and the looks as we passed each other. Sometimes at the breaks the guys would chat about girls and what they thought was sexy etc.

One of their black friends was getting married. Andy, one of my black friends at work, was the best man and was charged with planning the “Bachelor Party”. They were telling me how they had a hotel suite all set up with alcohol and a white stripper for the Brothers. They were kidding about how they were going to get the bridegroom drunk and take his picture with the white stripper as a joke.

Time passed and on Friday before the bachelor party on Saturday night, they were telling me how they were in a panic. The stripper had cancelled as there was some kind of mix up on the booking and they did not have a replacement and it had to be a white stripper as that is what all the guys wanted as it had become sort of a custom at the black bachelor parties. Andy jokingly turned to me, and said, “How would you like to make $500 tomorrow night?”

“What! Five hundred dollars? What do I have to do for that? That is more than I make in two weeks here,” I responded.

“The stripper usually puts on a show and stays around and lets all the guys get a good feel. Nothing more than that,” Andy said.

“No, not me. I could not strip for you guys and besides everyone would then know me. I am married and don’t need that. I don’t know how to strip. I’m too old anyway. You guys need a young white gal to do this.”

“You are very sexy and attractive, Molly, and all the Bros would love you. As you know, Bros are very attracted to white wives, especially ones with a nice figure like yours,” Andy said.

“Cut it out now, geeeeeeeeee that would be hot but I can’t do it. Maybe you can get someone else, Andy”

“Oh please, Molly. Just come in something sexy and wear a party mask. You will not have to strip. Just help mix and serve drinks. There may be some adult movies shown. Guess you have seen them before. No one will know who you are but Rick and I, (my other black friend who was listening).

“Yes Molly. You will be great. Please do it. We need you,” Rick said.

I looked at both Rick and Andy and saw two handsome black friends who needed me to help them out and the thought was not at all revolting. “Well, I will consider it and let you know tomorrow morning the first thing.” I could see a smile on their faces, as they looked me up and down already undressing me in their minds.

As I lay in bed that night my mind was occupied with the thoughts of being at a stag party of young black studs who wanted nothing more than to party with a white woman and have some fun. I let my hand go into my panties and play as I thought of what I would expect from some young guys who wanted to get to pinch a white woman. I finally thought of a bunny costume if I could find one with a bunny mask covering my face. Yes that would be hot and the guys could see most of my assets and a friendly feel would be nice. OK, damn it all, I will do it, I decided.

I went to work the next morning and told the guys of my decision and took the afternoon off work to get ready for the bachelor party. I was very excited now, as I though of me being an older white wife and mom and being the center of attraction at a black brother’s bachelor party.

I hurried to the costume store and they must have thought me a nut as I found a bunny costume and tried it on. It fit perfectly and I looked very sexy in it. It was two-piece bikini and was very skimpy. The cups up front pushed my lobes up and left my nipples peeking over the cup, wow I was hot. As I tried the costume on and looked at myself in the mirror, I could feel the heat building in my thighs. I knew it was going to be one hot party.

The party was scheduled to start at 10 PM and I arrived early to get set up and dressed. When I emerged, I could see that Andy and Rick were impressed as they both gave me a hugs and slapped me on my butt, with appropriate compliments. I got ready to serve the drinks as the guests arrived in a group and all greeted me by saying things like, “Wow, nice tail; honey. You are one hot bunny. Baby, I’m going Easter egg hunting with you.” Most gave me a rub, which I welcomed.

As the party got going, I had a couple of drinks and felt loose. Most of the guys were feeling good as well and the adult movies were being shown as I served them drinks. The movies were ‘black guys with white gals’ doing everything one could imagine.

The guys were really getting horny and feeling their cocks, some actually exposed themselves and jacked as they watched. One guy managed to untie my halter strap and off came my top freeing my breasts. I actually did not mind as the guys playfully pinched my nips and kisses them as I served more drinks.

The time finally came to take the picture with the bridegroom and me. The guys held him on the bed (he was not offering much resistance) as I moved over him and put a breast in his face, then they took his hard cock out of his pants and I gleefully sucked it as the camera flashes went off. I was so horny myself now that I suckled it till it exploded and spurted all over him and me. Every one roared in laughter as I withdrew and went to the bathroom to clean up some.

The drinks ran out, the movies were over, and Andy announced the party was over at around 2 AM. The guys, who were still somewhat sober, thanked me with a hug and kisses, and a little pelvic rub, while their hands squeezed my butt. Finally the only ones left in the room were I and Andy and Rick. I sank to the couch as Andy sat with me and pulled me to him, and announcing that he was waiting for this moment so he could really show me what he had wanted to show me ever since he met me.

“Oh Andy, honey, you should not tempt me this way. I am so horny from the guys touching me and watching some of those hot black and white movies.” With that, Andy held me close kissing me deeply and placed my hand on his erection, which felt huge to me. I knew I wanted it more than I had ever wanted a cock before in my life. I had not had one since my hubby left two months before on deployment. I was barely aware that Rick was watching from across the room as Andy and I started reaching for each other as our hands roved over the other’s bodies.

I started unbuttoning Andy’s shirt as I felt the kinky black hair on his chest. I moved my hand down and unbuckled his pants as he played with my white breast nibbling and caressing them. He reached down and pulled his pants off along with his under shorts with one movement. I looked now at his beautiful black rod, as it seemed to invite me to pay it more attention. I moved down with my lips and took the head into my mouth as Andy moaned. I saw Rick out of the corner of my eye as he was holding his black rod and gently moved his hand up and down his shaft.

Without a word, Andy and I both stood and walked into the bedroom and onto the bed as I moved over his black naked body and placed my white woman’s honey pot over his face as I again took his black rod into my mouth savoring every inch I could manage. I played with his balls as they slipped around in his black sack. I knew they were full of black sperm as I run my fingers through his black kinky pubic hair. My hips were moving gently in a circular motion as Andy eagerly licked my clit and pushed his tongue inside. It felt good in my vagina but I needed more.

Then I felt the bed give some and saw that Rick was now naked and was on the bed with us. He was now playing with my upraised butt, moving his hand all over my bottom and felt my wet vulva. I then felt his rod seeking entry between my wet lips and into my vagina pushing deep inside me. Andy’s tongue on my clit and Rick’s black cock pushing deep into me was driving me wild.

I was now being attended to my two hard black cocks and they both were making me one horny white wife. I had never felt so good in my memory. I knew that my two black lovers were eager to shoot their loads into me at any moment. Rick was pounding me hard and deep as Andy was pushing and grinding against my face with his manhood. I knew that they were ready to explode and when they did, I would go off like a rocket.

First Andy started to stiffen as his black rod started pumping his seed into my waiting mouth. I was not entering into my orgasm as the sperm filled my mouth. I was going crazy with lust as Rick then thrust deep and held his cock at my cervix spewing his black seed deep into my eagerly waiting womb. He grunted and thrust and held and grunted and thrust and held as his cock pulsated with each stroke, as I shook all over, and went stiff and then collapsed in exhaustion and smiled as I told myself that this old white wife had just taken all two young black studs could give her.

As Andy went soft, I let his black sex took slip out of my lips. Rick was relaxed on my back as I felt his rod slowly slip out and he then laid down on one side of the bed as I rolled to the middle and Andy found room on the other side, Here I was, laying between two of the best studs I had ever been with. I then went to sleep like a baby awaking at dawn as the sun came through the top window.

I looked over at my two lovers as they lay sleeping beside me. Both were jet-black, and handsome muscular men. Their skins glistened in the morning sun as I remembered the evening and how I had come to be in this position. I was sure glad the other white gal had cancelled. I noted their now limp resting tools and smiled as I thought of how a white wife could make those black rods stand up and pay attention to her hot ass whenever she wanted. I was thinking of how wonderful the rest of the year was going to be until my hubby returned home to reclaim his black fucked wife.

I knew that my southern born hubby would be outraged at the idea that his wife was giving herself to black studs while he was gone. Of course I would never tell him but I was sure the thought of my newfound sex life would give me lots to think about when my hubby was getting his living. I got up, dressed, and left my black lovers sleeping.

The next Monday, when I arrived at work, Andy and Rick greeted me in a very friendly manner and both were anxious to know if I enjoyed the evening. I assured them that it was the greatest evening of my life. With that they seemed relieved and asked if I would consider a private party for next Saturday night with just the two of them. I smiled and winked and looked around to see if anyone was looking. No one was around at the moment, so I patted the both of them in the crotch and replied, “Only if I can have these,” and giggled.

Saturday night parties were common at Andy and Rick’s place till my hubby returned home. I really enjoyed having the two of them at once. We usually did the same thing each time, except the two of them switched positions each time. We watched movies nearly every time we met, and I got addicted to the black and white movies. The movies got me so horny that I was ready and dripping by the time we got into bed, Of course the guys were just as horny.

It all started the day that our friends came up from where I lived to where my fiancee lived, and where we were set to have our wedding in just a few short hours. The couple, Rod and Bobbie, had been friends of mine for a very long time. There was always sexual tension when I was around Bobbie, and she had made it clear on more than one occasion that she wanted to fuck me. Rod also wanted me to fuck her as well, but until that weekend it was always just talked around and they never made any serious moves to make it happen. I loved the teasing, and I loved the both of them, so I decided to wait until they were ready for it to happen, and if it never did then so be it. Little did I know just how exciting it was going to be when it finally did happen.

So they came up to the Quad Cities to join my fiancee, Jennifer, and me for a night out on the town before we tied the knot. We were all pretty poor at that time, and didn’t have the money, or the time, for anything else, but we were determined to have as much fun as possible. We had all spent time together before, and we had even fucked in front of each other and watched porn movies, but as yet had never had any more fun than that. It was all about to change.

We went out on the town and the first place we went to, after getting a little loaded, was this sleazy little strip club. It was small, and it was dirty, and the place was filled with smoke and low lifes, just our kind of place. We found a small table over in a corner and the girls went to the bar to get us all drinks. On the way there they had at least four or five of the scummy looking patrons whistled at them and tried to get them to come and talk, but they just laughed, and winked, at them and made it back to our table with the drinks without incident. The girls on the stage were piss poor, none of them had any looks, but they were naked, and that is what got the girls horny for the first time that night. The girls looked hot. Mine was a little bitty thing at about 5 foot ’5”, 105, with a nice little 34B set of tits that she never wore a bra over and an ass to die for. Bobbie is 5 foot ’4”, 120, and a very nice set of 38Ds, long dark hair, and a set of eyes that pull your right in. We all drank and laughed for a while till we noticed that our drinks needed refilled. Rod and I said we would go get the drinks this time, and off we were to go get them. We thought we might stuff a couple dollars between some legs while we were there, the girls dance right next to the bar, so we spent a few minutes enjoying what little there was to enjoy down front. We hadn’’t been gone more than a few minutes, but it was enough time for a few of the patrons to try and move in on our women.

The corner we had picked was very secluded from the rest of the bar, and if one chose not to notice one might not even know there was a table over there. I am sure that is what was intended, and I am sure that is why those men thought we had picked that spot. We were still waiting for our order when I called Rod over and pointed over to our table and the men trying for our women. He looked at me and shrugged his shoulders and smiled. I did the same. Looking over that way I caught the eye of my soon to be bride. She looked at me intensely for a minute like she wanted to say something, but then her eyes half lidded and her mouth opened slightly. It was then I noticed that the man who was sitter next to her had his hand under the table and I knew he now had his finger in my fiancee’s cunt. I told Rod and he said we should stay back for a minute and see what would happen, so we did. It was hard to see what was going on from where we were at, so we moved a little closer. When we finally got to where we could see we saw that Bobbie, who was wearing a skirt, had a man under the table eating her pussy and a man standing next to her with his big, fat prick in her mouth. Jennifer looked at me as I walked up, and with an evil little smile she slid her jeans down to her knees and slid over onto the lap of the man who had been finger fucking her pussy. I could see he had his cock out of his jeans. He was a big fucking Hispanic dude, and his cock was enormous. She stood up for just a second, and then lowered her sweet, slutty, tight little cunt onto this big ugly man’s huge cock.

Jennifer slowly lowered herself onto this big cock, and I watched it disappear into her pussy. Her mouth was wide open, and her eyes were beginning to get that glazed look she always got while fucking. It wasn’t like they were going to be able to do any wild fucking in the bar, after all, it was a bar, but I was willing to bet that it wouldn’t stay there for long, and I was right. After a few minutes of watching this huge cock sliding into my soon to be wife’s pussy I looked at her and saw that the man also had his hand up under her shirt and was squeezing the shit out of her breasts. She moaned quite loudly several times, and soon the man was saying something to the other men about going outside. This made me quite nervous, as this was NOT a good neighborhood, but Jennifer looked at me with a pleading look, so I told Rod we should step outside and watch. We went out first, and a couple minutes later our two ladies, the three men, and two new ones, all came out and began to move towards one of the men’s vehicles. The van they finally came to was opened, and within a few seconds they had both the girl’s clothes off and two horny cocks stuffed in each of them. Bobbie, who had never had sex with anyone but Rod before, and he wasn’t very big, now had two of the biggest cocks I had ever seen probing her mouth and her pussy. When they first pulled her skirt over her head and laid her back and began to shove these huge dicks in her I could hear gagging, and then I heard her hard grunting. I had never heard that sound before, but I knew it was because her small, tight pussy was being fucked rough and hard by the huge cock of this Hispanic gang-banger. The same guy who was fucking her in the bar was fucking Jennifer, and he was making her grunt as well. Rod and I stood close enough to see the action, and smell the pussy mixed with the smell of cock, but far enough that we wouldn’t interfere with the fucking.

The seats in the van lay back, and before long the men had made up their minds to DP the both of them. I knew Jennifer had been ass fucked before, but I doubted if Bobbie had. I asked Rod and he said no with a smile on his face. We watched as the men sat the women on two fat cocks (there were no small cocks at this party) and two more fat cocks were being pushed into their assholes. Jennifer had been DpP’d before, but not with cocks this big. When that big prick entered her asshole she moaned with her mouth wide open, and then her breaths came in short gasps as the dicks began to pump in and out of her body. Bobbie, who was trying to be a good sport about it, was having trouble letting the man in. He tried several times but it just kept pushing out. The man began to get a little rough and upset with her. He smacked her ass a couple times for moving on him. We could see her face from our position, and it looked like she was getting scared. I asked Rod if he wanted to stop it, but he said no so we waited to see what would happen. Just then we saw Bobbies mouth open wide as she screamed. We looked up and saw the fat cock had entered he asshole, and the insensitive asshole was fucking her hard and fast. Tears were streaming down her face as she was being fucked hard in both holes for the first time in her life. It looked for a minute like she was going to pass out, but after a short time she began to respond to the furious fucking, and was soon moaning like a whore begging for them to fuck her harder and deeper. Bobbie bucked back onto the cock in her ass, and took him as deep as he could go for more than twenty minuets before he came in he asshole, pulled out, and watched his cum run out of her onto the dick of the man who was still fucking her pussy. The fifth man, who had kinda been neglected, came up and slid his even bigger prick into her ass. She moaned like a whore and began bucking back on his prick trying to get it deeper and deeper.

Both cocks in Jennifer had cum, and she was busy running her finger into her pussy and licking off the juices. She then began to suck the thick, white cum off the cock of the man who had fucked her pussy. Bobbie was making all kinds of noise as the two men continued to fuck the shit out of her. The man in her asshole couldn’t take it anymore and came with a huge thrust and a loud moan of pleasure as his dick pumped a huge load of sperm into her ass. The man blow hadn’’t come yet when all of a sudden there were cops coming up the walk. It was time to leave. Everyone hurriedly got dressed and ran around to the front of the building where the men who had so hungrily fucked our women dispersed without so much as a thank you. We collected our cum drenched women, and moved on to the next bit of fun we had that night, but that is for another story.

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She wears a one-piece bathing suit in public. I’ve tried to get her to dress and act sexy in public, but she won’t. I’ve even tried getting her drunk and having my way with her on a secluded beach without any luck. However, when I get her in the mood at home she’ll do anything to climax. She’ll get this look in her eye that says “please take what you want… just let me cum.” I love to hold off bringing her to a climax just to tease her. She’ll start moaning and promising her body to me anyway I want it, just let her cum. She loves my fantasy stories about her and other men. These stories always get her excited and she can always climax during them.

About 3 months ago I planned a bachelor party for my best friend, Michael. Wendy was to order the food and hire a “nice-family-type” stripper. The day of the party, Wendy picked up the food and cleaned the house. The guys started arriving around 7pm and the things began to get loud and rowdy. Wendy was upstairs getting ready for a night with the girls when the phone rang. She came down stairs and called me over.

It seems the stripper had the flu and wouldn’t be coming. They tried to find a replacement; however, all the other girls were either booked for another party, or not available. Being a typical guy, I figured we had just lost the only real entertainment, and the party was going to die. So I began to panic. I told her she was going to have to help me think of something and quick. She grabbed the phone and I grabbed my cell, and we both frantically started calling other agencies.

After about 10 minutes we realized we were out of luck. I told her she was going to be our entertainment tonight and get dressed to strip. She just stared at me and said “no way” was she going to strip for my friends. I reminded her of her promise to arrange for a stripper, and that I had 15 semi-drunk friends downstairs waiting to see a naked female, and be downstairs in 10 minutes or I was coming up there to get her. She quietly said, “No.”

I held her close and began to lightly kiss her and pull her into me, grinding into her pussy. I reminded her of the many fantasies she’d climaxed to by just thinking about other men seeing her naked and forcing her to perform sexual acts in front of me. I could see in her eyes a small spark had been ignited, and I knew there was a good chance she would do it. As I placed my hands on her shapely butt and pulled her into me she said ok, but on her terms.

I reminded her she had 10 minutes, and went downstairs. There I was greeted with cheers and shouts for “Pussy.” I just smiled and said she’s on her way.

After about 15 minutes I began to wonder if she was coming down at all. As I started to go upstairs the doorbell rang. I opened the door to see this masked and capped female. I quietly said “Wendy?” and she just walked past me into the living room. She handed me a cassette tape and pointed to the player. As the music started I grabbed my video camera and sat down for the show. The stripper began to move to the music, clumsily at first, then with more confidence as the guys began to cheer and encourage her to “Strip.”

As I kept the camera rolling, this apparent stranger was removing her cape, exposing blond hair. She was wearing black. All black! Tight black jeans and a black tube top. It wasn’t long before She was pulling the tube top up. She walked to Michael and took his hands and placed them at the base of the tube top, and smiled. Michael began to raise the top up only to find a black bra.

Disappointed, he started to pull the tube top over her head. As he did I thought I saw a bit of red hair when the wig moved. However, the stripper’s fear was almost realized when he caught the top on the mask she was wearing. Quickly she grabbed the mask, straightened it and started dancing between Michael’s legs.

As the music continued, she walked a few feet out from Michael and with her legs straight, bent over and touched the floor, arching her back (I loved fucking her in this position. Her pussy almost grabs you and pulls you in). The black jeans she wore strained at the seams. As she straightened out she continued to the center of the room. There she reached behind her and unzipped her jeans.

Turning and facing Michael’ she began to slowly lower her jeans. As she lowered them there was no sign of panties. Lower until she exposed the top of her black thong panties. Turning her back on Michael, she lowered the panties to her knees and stepped out of them. I recognized her now. It WAS definitely Wendy, and she was magnificent. I’d never seen her move like that.

Wearing black bra and thong panties, Wendy got on all fours in front of Michael and arched her back. She began to simulate being fucked doggy style. AT this point Michael got down behind her and grabbed her hips. He then pulled her into his hard cock. Confused and scared, Wendy continued to thrust back into him (I just kept the camera rolling, hard as a rock).

Michael reached up and unsnapped her bra and it fell to the ground. All the guys were whooping and hollering by now. Wendy just kept thrusting back into his cock. It was then that all hell broke lose. Michael ripped off her panties and began to lick Wendy’s wet cunt.

Wendy didn’t move… it was as if she was in a trance. One of the guys unzipped his pants and knelt in front of her. He raised her head and moved the tip of his cock to those beautiful “blow-job” lips. She kept her mouth closed at first, just letting him touch her lips as she kept her mouth closed.

As Michael continued to eat her red-haired pussy, I heard that moan that told me she would do anything anyone wanted as long as she could cum too. She opened her mouth and let the cock slide past her lips. The other guys were screaming and laughing… just waiting for their turn. Wendy just moaned, sucked and moved her legged farther apart so Michael could lick her clit. She was surprised when she felt Michael’s hard 10-inch cock enter her pussy. She was almost shocked back to reality when Michael gave her a hard thrust… the full length of his cock in one hard thrust.

I heard another familiar moan and groan as he forced himself in as far as he could. As I watched my beautiful modest, innocent wife sucking another man, and fucking my best friend, I kept the camera rolling… hard dick and all. It was then that the guy getting the blowjob began to tremble and shake. He began to thrust farther into Wendy’s mouth as his sperm began to shoot down her throat. He kept thrusting until his entire 8-inch cock was down her throat. Forcing her head into his crotch, he used his hand to drain his cock of all fluid.

As he pulled out he grabbed his semi-hard cock and slapped her four or five time in the face with it. As he did, the remaining cum was forced out on her lips and chin. He stood up and said “best blowjob ever. You gotta have this bitch suck you off.” Another cheer went up as Michael began to cum in Wendy’s pussy. Everyone started chanting, “Fuck the whore! Fuck the whore!”

Next in line behind Michael was Barry… ex-jock, black as night, 6’5 and 300 lbs. When he pulled out his cock there was a gasp. It had to be 12 inches long, and as thick as my arm. All he said was “open up bitch I’m gonna fuck your brains out.” Wendy just stayed there on all fours… head on her arms, eyes closed, moaning quietly. As Barry placed his monster cock at the lips of Wendy’s pussy and began to slowly push, her eyes opened… she stared at me in panic.

Being the loving husband I am… I smiled and kept the camera rolling. Holding Wendy’s hips, Barry began to force his monster past her outer pussy lips and into the sweet passageway. Wendy was no longer moaning, she was almost yelling in pleasure. I had filled her pussy with dildos before, but she had never had an object so large inside her. Barry just kept pulling her farther in, until he could tell… that was it… he’d reached the end. He still had 2 or so inches before he was all the way in.

As the guys whooped and yelled for him to “fuck her till it comes out her mouth,” Barry was moving in and out trying to make Wendy relax. Then in one swift movement, Barry thrust all the way to his crotch. Wendy screamed a moaning scream, and started crying… she was cumming. She always cried when she came. Barry continued thrusting into her and she stayed there, butt in the air… pussy full of hard black cock.

Barry began to cum in my beautiful fertile wife’s pussy. He had no mercy on her… he just pushed her out than pulled her back into himself, controlling the speed and depth of each thrust. Wendy was screaming … to make matters worse, another guy pushed his hard cock into her mouth. Wendy began gagging and screaming… almost in panic.

She could tell she had absolutely no control in this situation and she couldn’t even see me because the cock in her mouth did not allow her to look to the side. With one final deep thrust Barry lifted Wendy into the air. The blowjob stopped and there was only moaning, mixed with crying, shouts from the guys, and me… keeping the camera rolling.

At this point Barry let her drop to the ground, and emptied what was left of his cum on her back. He then took his fat finger and pushed it into her sloppy pussy, then pushed it into her butt in one movement saying “come on guys. Someone fuck her in the ass.” By this time Wendy was finishing the interrupted blowjob. I could tell she had cum again, probably several more times.

She would never let me fuck her in the ass. In fact, that area was off limits completely. Barry looked at me, pointed and smiled. I handed the camera to the guy sitting next to me and undid my zipper. Barry took some more cum out of her stretched pussy and pushed it into her ass. Kneeling behind this beautiful woman was her loving husband, getting to fuck her in a very unloving way.

Taking the suggestion from Barry, I placed my penis at the puckered hole and lightly touched it. I felt Wendy move forward, and I instinctively grabbed her hips and buried my 8-inch cock all the way into her. She began to scream and curse trying to move away from me. But the guys held her still so I could fuck her as hard and as deep as I wanted. She was so tight, and I had watched so many guys ravage her body, I couldn’t last long at all. After about 5 minutes I came deep in her ass, and such a beautiful ass.

Afterwards I returned to my camera and let it roll. Each guy fucked her. Some in the cunt, some in the ass. Some were happy with a just a blowjob. Soon the phone began to rings. Worried wives and lovers wondering why their partner was out so late. One by one they began to leave.

Soon it was just black Barry and me. Wendy was still on the living room rug… she had cum over and over. She told me later she had lost count.

Then Barry said, “Wendy get up off the ground. NOW BITCH!” Wendy stood and removed her wig and mask, cum rolling down her right leg. Confused I asked him how he knew. “Only natural redhead I know is your wife. I’ve wanted to fuck her since the first time I saw her. Wendy, everyone knew it was you. We just wanted to see how far you’d go. I must say, you surprised us all.”

Then Barry said, “I’m not done with you yet cunt. I wanna see if this dick will fit in that tight ass of yours.” As panic crossed her eyes, she got down on all fours for one last fuck. “just kidding Wendy. Maybe next time.”

Barry then left and Wendy and I climbed into our backyard hot tub. She just stared at me. I thought maybe she was going to start yelling. But she didn’t. She just asked me if I would mind her taking on a night job. Private party stripping. “Sure” I said, “only if I can fuck that ass of yours once in a while.”

Smiling she melted into my arms. I knew our lives would never be the same.

My father was getting remarried after being a widower for nearly 15 years. Both my brother and I were very happy for him as he had finally found someone to spend his time with. We had always been worried about him – both of us being married and busy with our own families and all – as we could not spend as much time with him as we would have liked. Anyway, we wanted to make his marriage an exciting affair for him and decided to throw a bachelor’s party for him and his five close friends.

Of course, both of us were involved as well. A stripper or a dancer has been the show piece of any bachelor party and we really wanted to surprise our father so we hired a stripper and arranged for a large motel room to have the party away from home. As luck would have it, the stripper really fell sick on the day of the party and called me to apologize.

I really had no clue what to do… and my brother was busy with some plumbing job he had committed to (I am sure you got it that he runs plumbing services). I called several friends frantically to get a replacement but how many strippers are out there in a remote town like mine? Not many. So I told my wife about my problem… and asked if she knew anyone who could humor some old men for about one hour. But she could not think of anyone.

My wife is about 30, same age as me, and she is hot. Since we do not have any children yet, and since she follows a strict exercise regime, she has this super hot body and a face to match. She is also a very good dancer.

So in the end I just begged her to be the dancer. “Honey, please do this for me… it’s just a little bit of wiggling your butt and tits… please darling just think of it as an hour of aerobics…” Sighing and whining, she agreed. The party was just a few hours away so leaving her to rent a costume and wig, I rushed to the motel to make the other arrangements.

My brother arrived just half and hour before the party straight from his plumbing job and he really raised a stink in his dirty overalls and grease and dirt streaked body. But now there was no time for him to change. Leaving him in-charge of arranging food and drinks, I drove his mini-van to pick the oldies.

There were only three of them waiting for my brother in my father’s house as arranged – my father, looking fit and athletic despite his 55 years of age; his best buddy 60-year-old Kishore – wearing his trademark baggy pants and white shirt and his black skin shining like it had been polished with wax; 70-year-old Rudra, another of my father’s friend who is rather fat and ugly – he works in a tannery so he was stinking much more than by brother.

Anyway, we reached the motel. My brother had miraculously arranged everything (except cleaning himself). We got the three main guests seated and once two rounds of drinks had been served, my brother changed the music to a sexy Latin beat and announced, “And now… in the honor of the groom, I present to you, Judy… and her thunder thighs… Judy? Judy?” Oh gosh, in all the hurrying about, I had completely forgotten that I had not told my brother about my wife being the replacement.

Before I could even murmur anything, I looked at “Judy” and was dumbstruck. Even if my wife’s own father was here, he would have been fooled. My sexy wife was wearing a short red leather skirt (so short that I thought I could even see some of her pussy hair sticking out) and a bright red top with a knot at the back so tight that if she breathed hard, her boobs would spill out. She fuck-me pumps were killing the hard on I had suddenly got as was the slutty red lipstick she was sprouting. The lifesaver was the red wig she was wearing which changed her from her decent pure, faithful wife looks.

My brother whispered in my ears, “Good choice bro… but I think she is new… she has already gobbled down like a full bottle of wine in nervousness.” Oh gosh, this was bad news because once my wife is drunk, she can get very uninhibited.

She stepped in and the three fuddy-duddies (if you can discount my virile brother who was as excited as a 10- year-old boy with his fast car toy) were clapping about and cheering my pretty wife disguised as a stripper. Soon she was gyrating to the music and shaking her booty like she was a professional stripper. She even circled around the oldies… and the three (I couldn’t believe even my father was doing it) oldies started pinching her bottom or groping her tits each time she passed them.

Once when she was shaking her big fat tits in Rudra’s face, the old fart opened the knot at the back, and sure enough the whole garment came off, and so did the twine beauties of my wife. Actually, the creamy white boobs looked relieved that they were finally out of their confinement. My wife must have been aroused because her nipples were erect and sticking out – just a baby boy’s penis. They were rock hard and my father extended his big calloused hand to tweak his own daughter-in-law’s hard nipples.

I saw a wave of pleasure passed over my wife’s face as she moved to my father and shook her breasts in his face. I saw my father’s old tongue flicked out and licked my wife’s nipple briefly.

“Drink some fresh milk, Shanta,” Kishore and Rudra chimed to encourage my father, who got bold and grasped my wife’s big breasts and started sucking on them like a baby. I was slowly dying because I knew once my wife’s nipples were sucked, she starts craving for a cock like a mad woman – like a cow in heat. Sure enough, within two minutes of getting her nipples sucked, she offered her other breast to Kishore who started sucking the fleshy fruit like breast earnestly.

So there was my wife dressed as a stripper entertaining her own father-in-law and his old smelly and horny friends while I – her husband – watched helplessly. My brother was not as helpless as he got turned on by my wife. He moved ahead and started grinding his bulging crotch in my wife’s sticking out ass. Rudra joined him too and they alternated in dry fucking my sweet wife.

My wife was so drunk and so horny that she didn’t care that she was only ACTING as a stripper. She pushed everyone away and started a gentle gyrating sway like a slut. Slowly she twisted her ass down and then moved up again to the tune. Then, in a flash, she pulled the skirt off and flung it in my father’s face. Now she was there clad only in sexy lacy underwear.

My brother, big and strong as he is, plucked her up from her waist and planted her on my father’s lap. He pulled her down from her shoulders and intentionally ground her crotch on my father’s crotch. “Fuck her pussy, fuck her pussy,” chimed Kishore and Rudra – completely drunk and forgetting any kind of civil behavior.

My father was like a breeding bull and my wife was like a cow in heat… I really don’t know how he managed, but while my brother was grinding my wife’s pussy on his crotch, he somehow managed to pull his cock out and in all that motion, his cock jammed in my wife’s hairy pussy from the side parting of her panty. Suddenly, she stopped short; as she must have felt my father’s ageing cock enter her chaste pussy.

A dreamy daze filled her eyes and she looked at me and away. She pushed my brother away and pulled her up. My eyes rolled as I saw the never-ending cock of my father. My father is slightly dark, but his cock was jet black and fatter than my wrist and it must have been, it was, at least 10-inches long… My wife got up and let the cock quiver in air before descending back and sliding on that rampant rod slick with my father’s pre-cum and her own pussy juices.

My wife rode my father’s black meat rod like she was born to do so. Kishore, too, horny at such an erotic sight, pulled out his own cock a perfect match for my father’s cock. He moved in front of my wife and waved his still soft cock in front of my wife’s mouth. Her eyes were closed from the pleasure of being fucked by my father’s fat pussy-beater, and her mouth was parted slightly.

Kishore aimed at her parted mouth and slowly, pinching the root of his cock to increase the hardness, entered the puckered mouth of his uncut black meat in my wife’s parted mouth. This jolted my wife out of her fucking reverie and she was shocked, truly shocked as she never sucks me, at the meaty intrusion of her mouth. Either Kishore’s cock tasted musky and tasty or she was too gone too notice anything, but my wife sucked Kishore’s cock like she had been sock starved for years.

Rudra stood by jerking his smelly brown uncut cock every now and then touching its foreskinned tip with my wife’s hard nipples. A stream of sticky precum made rivulets all over my wife’s creamy white breasts as the three smelly old men – including my own father who was going to get married in three days – fucked her like virile breeding bulls.

My father came first. And he came straight inside his own daughter-in-laws fertile pussy. Once he had wiped the last of his spooze on her hairy pussy, Kishore pulled her onto his own black meat. He fucked her like she was his first love – gentle and slow. When she started fucked her, Rudra offered his smelly leaking cock in her mouth, she accepted the fat salami of a tannery-workers cock and sucked it despite the strong leathery smell.

Rudra came fast and coated my wife’s mouth with his gooey, sticky white cum. I hadn’t noticed before, and by the time I did it was too late for my brother, having discarded his dirty overalls, was holding his massive meaty cock (I must be the smallest dick in the family) just behind Rudra.

Once Rudra moved out of his way, my brother pulled my wife off Kishore’s lap and lay down on the floor. He made Kishore uncle lie down in such a way that his and Kishore uncle’s cock were aligned together. If you held their two cocks together, you would have an awesome girth of at least nine fat inches… but my brother was hell bent on ruining my wife’s petite pussy. My wife meanwhile was glugging alcohol straight from a whiskey bottle – I am glad she did that otherwise it would have been too difficult to take the double penetration that was being prepared for her.

As soon as she had finished the half bottle, my brother pulled her down. He held her up by her thighs (I told you he’s real strong) and as Kishore uncle held their two cocks together, my brother slowly released my wife on their double darts (some fat and long black darts). My wife slid down slowly but helped some by the lubrication provided by my father’s cum deposit previously and some by gravity.

In seconds, she her extremely stretched pussy was grounding on Kishore uncle and my brother’s pubic hair. After giving her a few minutes to adjust to the size, my brother lifted her up again and left her to slide down by herself. He repeated this style of fucking till, Kishore uncle couldn’t take it anymore and shot his thick old smelly cum all over my brother’s cock and inside my wife’s pussy. My brother pushed Kishore uncle’s cum deep inside my wife’s pussy by his blunt- ended thick cock but the heat of Kishore uncle’s scalding hot cock cream and my wife’s moist pussy must have egged my brother’s sperms and he too soon blasted his nuts mixing it all together with my father and Kishore uncle’s cum.

It had already been like three hours of party and all the old men were really fatigued so my brother – after they had all made themselves presentable – drove them to their respective home leaving me to settle the motel account. I went to the reception to clear the bill and drove my car right up front to help my wife get in.

When I went to get my wife from the room, I was horrified to find two old janitors helping themselves with my wife’s holes. One smelly cleaner was filling my wife’s flooded pussy with his gnarled old black cock and the other one had pushed his uncut Mexican cock in my wife’s mouth. My wife was just simply lying down servicing their cocks. Once they were done they wiped their dirty cocks on her face and hair and left.

When I bent down to thank my wife, she French-kissed me, I could taste some smelly tangy bitter-sweet cum left by the Spanish cleaners. Then slowly my wife pushed my head down to her cream filled pussy and said, “Better clean it up…and who else to do it but you since it was your idea and since it was your family who messed my pussy up.”

I was happily slurping on sperm from her freshly fucked pussy when my brother came back to help. His mouth hung open when he saw “Judy” without the wig and when he realized it was my wife. But then it only lasted a minute, the next minute he pulled his overalls down and pushing me away plunged his rock hard fat, blunt-headed cock in my wife’s pussy again. “Now that she has already tasted it, I plan to get it more regularly. Do you mind, you fucking cum-drinking faggot?”

As an answer, I simply bent down and slurped on my wife’s pussy as my brother fucked her with his meaty cock.