I guess I’d begun to badger her about fucking other men. When we fucked I kept telling her how much I wanted to suck another guys come out of her. Just saying it could often push me over the edge. Still, you can imagine my amazement when I came home one day and she told me in vivid about having it off with the neighbors!

She had locked herself out of the apartment when she stepped out to get the mail. At the time, all she had on was her panties and a beach wrap. Darren, the guy next door seized the opportunity and invited her to wait in his apartment for the super to open the our door. One thing led to another, and suddenly he was pounding his eight-inch monster inside her.

Now, my wife had a hard time cooling down once she gets going. Darren was wrung out, but she was begging for more, so he invited four of his friends over. She said that she had never felt so wicked in all her life. It was the first time she had done more than one man at a time, but to hear her talk, it would not be the last.

She took them on one by one until an hour before I came home. Then she did all five at once. The biggest, fattest cock lodged in her cunt, the second biggest in her ass, one in each hand and the smallest in her mouth. She said it only lasted about fifteen minutes but felt like hours.

While telling me all this, Joy stared sheepishly at my shoes. When she finished she looked up and saw the bulge in my pants. Smiling wickedly, she immediately assumed a dominant role. She told me that I would be her slave for that evening. She laid out the special outfit that I had gotten her and made me bath her, shave her pussy and apply generous amounts of moisturizer to her perfectly shaped body. I did not know what she had in mid, but I knew that someone was in for a treat.

She disappeared from our apartment clad only in a sheer robe, and a moment later I heard Darren’s door shut. Surely this wasn’t what it was all about. Half and hour later she burst through the front door and found me kneeling by the side of the bed where she had instructed me to stay. “Party time,” Joy said. “Naughty Darren couldn’t wait. He left a present for you.”

Joy reclined on the bed, unfolding her recently fucked slit. I knew right away what she wanted me to do. The sight of our neighbor’s come oozing out of my wife’s fiery hole did me in. I sucked so hard I almost turned my wife inside-out. “Calm down, boy. There’s plenty more where that come from,” she said, obviously enjoying herself. I was all the more anxious to see what the night would bring.

She dressed in a black lace bra, a pair of “come and get me” stockings, a garter belt and crotchless panties that excited me to no end. She placed my finger in her slit. “Do you approve?” she asked, placing my finger in my mouth. She brought herself off on my fingers. “Just a little preview of things to come,” she joked.

By eight o’clock, she had me bound with a blindfold on. Occasionally she would let me know that she intended to keep my tongue very busy that night. When the doorbell rang I nearly fainted with anticipation; what could she have in store? It sounded like the whole neighborhood was in our living room! The sound of clinking glasses and sexual moans filled the air.

After a while Joy returned to the bedroom and kissed me. I was more than a little shocked when she passed me a mouthful of come. “See what our guests have brought you? I told you there was more.” She grabbed my erection. “You see, darling, Darren arranged an Abstinence Party. Each of our guests had abstained for over a month.” She left the room again, this time returning with a group of men. She walked over and removed my blindfold. “I’d like you to meet your host,” she said. “My husband, Tim.” The men smiled.

“And now, boys, it’s show time,” she said as she let her robe fall to the ground. The men carried her over to within inches of me and positioned her on her back with her ass pointing straight up in the air, “I planned the party, Tim, so you’d get a good show,” my wife said.

I could not believe how terribly aroused I got watching as one by one the half-dozen or so men paraded by, pausing just long enough to stick their dicks inside my wife and shoot a load of semen into her. Joy instructed one of them to untie me.

Now the men were all over her. She had a man on each of her voluptuous breasts and another man straddling her face. She moved him aside long enough to give me directions. “Tim, I want you to guide the tour through the attraction to make sure they don’t stay in one place too long.” Instinctively, I knew what she wanted me to do. One by one I grabbed their steely cocks and let them have her cunt just long enough to leave their juice and move on.

This went on for about an hour and a half. My poor prick was so hard it hurt.

“Not Yet,” Joy barked as she caught me touching myself. “You have to earn that,” she called out. She ushered all but the three men out of the apartment. “Lie faceup on the bed,” she ordered. I did as directed. She had the men pick her up and center her on my chest. “Where are your manners?” She shot at me. “you know you’ve got to put your lips to the cup.”

Soon I was gulping down semen. “I think he approves,” she said to her helpers. With that, they tilted her right over my mouth. As the last of the party’s offerings was sucked from her pussy, I found her love button and she went off like a skyrocket, adding her own come to my already special drink.

Joy climbed off my face and knelt over my cock. “Now for the act that should bring the house down,” she said. The three men moved into position as if they were extras in a play. One of them worked his cock into her upturned bottom. She “hand pumped” the other two vigorously. “This is how it’s got to be from now on, Tim,” she said between strokes. “I love you more than I ever have, but I gotta have cock.”

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.

Debra and I met whilst in our last year at school and, as we both found jobs not terribly far apart, we managed to keep in contact – even if it was rather infrequently. We went out to the pictures and sometimes bowling, and although we did a bit of kissing after these dates it never amounted to very much. After a couple of years, when we both turned 18 we began to get a little more serious and we started to tell everyone who was interested that we were going steady.

Just before Debra’s 19th birthday, I asked her if she was really serious about our relationship and, when she told me she certainly was, we told everyone we were engaged to be married. We even bought an engagement ring. It was just after this that our first sex took place. We were pashing really heavily when Debra stopped me and said, “I guess we have reached the stage where we are really serious about this relationship and if you are sure, it seems to me that this is about the time we prove our love for each other.” Of course, I understood what she was saying – she meant we could go further that we had ever been before. We discussed protection and she asked if I had a condom. Every young lad had a supply of condoms. They were always kept in the vain hope that the occasion to use them would arise sooner or later.

Tonight was the night. We were in my car and so we climbed into the back seat, Debra slowly removed what was left of her clothes as I removed mine. She then spread herself out beautifully on the seat, spread her legs wide and told me to show her how much I loved her!

With my condom fitted on my raging hardon, and such a beautiful sight in front of me, it didn’t take me very long to begin the lovemaking process. Naturally I wasn’t very skilled at this but I did a fairly good job and had her aroused very quickly. When it was time, I inserted my cock and fucked her for all I was worth. As I said before, she screamed a lot and I assumed she was my virgin girlfriend.

Sex, in whatever form after that was a lot easier for Debra and we fucked whenever it was possible. The following year, we found ourselves a reasonable apartment and moved in together.

Debra soon obtained a prescription for the pill and this relieved us both of the problems of condoms. We knew we were both made for each other and that was all that mattered.

After the second year of living together we married. It wasn’t a really large affair but we had all of our friends along to help us celebrate the occasion. We had a fairly close circle of friends, numbering about 25 in all – some of them married and many of them still single. We loved their company, although we preferred being alone where we could make love as often as we wished. And that was often!

Everything went along extremely well with our marriage, our jobs and our close circle of friends. So much so that we decided to celebrate our 5th wedding anniversary, 2 months ago, with as many of our friends as possible. We arranged a party at a friend’s house on the Saturday evening because it was large enough to accommodate all of us at the one time. Our apartment was too small for that sort of party.

More of our friends had married since our wedding and so we had quite a number of couples at the party. With so many friends at the party it was necessary for us to have some sort of entertainment and so we asked the couple at whose house we were partying if they would organize something.

On the night of the party, after much fun was had by all, and quite a lot of drinking and eating had taken place, the host couple told us they had a special game for us all to play – TRUTH!

This announcement was accompanied by lots of boos and hisses as playing truth was old hat and nobody played that game anymore! Elaine and Ron, our hosts, said we had a very different game of truth to play and they were really sure we would all enjoy the game once we understood how it worked.

Anyway, the game began with Elaine asking for anyone present to tell the truth about Debra – it could be anything at all!

Milton, one of the single chaps and not a very popular fellow was the first to tell a truth about my wife! “Debra was the most popular girl at school in the last year and had more gangbangs than any other girl in the year!”

Debra was required to tell if this was true or deny it if it wasn’t!

She just smiled and said, “Yes, that is true, Milton. How about you telling everyone who the chap was who arranged for my first gangbang!”

Milton grinned and said, “It was me! I arranged for 9 of my friends to be at the party where we gangbanged Debra and she was the easiest girl I have ever had to persuade to participate!” This upset me terribly – 10 fellows had fucked my Debra! I really couldn’t believe what was being said, and worse, Debra seemed to be happy to talk about it.

Milton then suggested Debra tell everyone present about the rest of the gangbangs! She seemed to be happy to talk about them and then described them in much detail. Debra had participated in 7 gangbangs and delighted in telling us all about them in much detail.

All of these gangbangs had occurred at parties where the number of men participating had varied from 5 to 14 and in many cases, the same men were at more than one event.

Those attending our party were watching my discomfort with a deal of pleasure. They asked Debra a lot of questions about the gangbangs and wanted a lot of detail. They asked her if she had wanted to be in the gangbangs and she said, “Of course, silly! It is a real turn-on and a great deal of fun!”

Elaine asked Debra to describe her first gangbang in detail. Debra glanced over at me and, when I didn’t give any reaction to her or the question, she shrugged her shoulders and started the story.

Debra said, “I have always been one to want a deal of attention and the first time I had sex I knew I would always want more and more. I knew I would want multiple partners until I found the person I really wanted.”

With a further glance over at me and still receiving no reaction, she continued, “I just loved being fucked by the lads at school and I guess I made love with just about any of them who asked me!” I think there were only 4 lads in the last year at school who didn’t get around to fucking me! And that included my wonderful husband! He came to the party a bit later on.” Debra continued to tell how she had arranged to fuck just about everyone and where they had done it and how often. This shocked me as I was sure Debra had been a virgin when I fucked her first. How wrong I had been.

Ron was well into the swing of things and without looking at me, asked Debra if she would like to have a gangbang tonight! This really shocked me! More so when Debra said to Ron, “Why not – I’m game if you are!” It was then both Debra and Ron looked over to me to see how I was reacting! I didn’t know what to do! Debra is my wife! I love Debra and I am sure Debra loves me! What on earth would she want to have a gangbang with these people, our friends, in front of me! And was she going to ask my permission or just go ahead? What was I to say and do?

Debra walked over to me, put her arms around my neck and kissed me. She then said, “You would love to watch me getting fucked by all of these men here, and you wouldn’t mind would you?” What could I do now? She had asked me with everyone listening and I would be a right shit if I told her no! What could I do?

I decided the only course of action was to say nothing and leave it up to her to decide – after all, she is my wife and surely she loves me enough to not want to fuck other men, particularly in front of me! So I said to Debra, “Well, you know I love you, and I believe you love me. If you really think this would be good for our marriage and would be what you want to do, then I guess I have to leave this up to you. But I am not happy about it. I don’t want to be the one who has to watch his wife get fucked by other men!”

Debra was a smart girl. She said, “O.K. Ron, I will go ahead with the gangbang but I am sure I am not the only girl here who wants to be fucked. Let’s ask the rest of the wives how they would feel about me having the gangbang with their husbands and see how many of them want to join in!”

Three of the other wives immediately moved forward and said they wanted to be in it if Debra was going ahead and a couple of the single girls also moved forward.

Well, here we have 5 others who will be in a gangbang with Debra. Now the gangbang will go ahead regardless of what I think about it.

Debra moved back to me, gave me a really passionate kiss and told me she loved me! She hoped I still loved her as much after the event which she was now going to participate in.

Debra asked Elaine and Ron to prepare the room for her. She asked whether a couple of mattresses could be moved into the room and could she use a couple of tables which were already in the room.

Everyone suggested Debra commence with the fun and then the other girls would follow when they were ready. The mattresses were soon pulled from some of the beds and they were spread over the games room floor. A couple of sheets were spread over the mattresses and the setting was ready for some action.

Debra walked over to Milton and grabbed him by the hand. She pulled him into the center of the room, threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. She then told him to make her naked! Milton isn’t the most popular guy present at the party, and everyone was surprised to see Debra choose him first.

After a lot of kissing and groping, Debra asked Milton to get rid of her clothes. Milton didn’t take much asking to do that. He immediately pulled her blouse up over her head and threw it over to the rest of the group watching. He then undid the catch on her short skirt, undid the zip and the skirt slid down to her feet. Debra was naked except for a small pair of knickers, which were almost seethrough, and it didn’t take Milton long to hook his thumbs in them and pull them down too.

Debra was standing, in the center of the room, stark naked in front of about 25 of her best friends, waiting to be fucked by anyone who wanted to fuck her! What a sight I was witnessing! I felt terrible!

Debra quickly tore Milton’s clothes off. She then grabbed his cock, which was very erect, knelt down and stuck his cock in her mouth. There were no pleasantries; she was right into it straight away. She sucked hard on his cock which caused Milton to grimace as he enjoyed her actions.

When she had been sucking his cock for a couple of minutes, she took it out of her mouth, rolled over on her back, spread her legs and told him to fuck her now!

Milton didn’t need any prompting, he dropped to his knees between her spread legs, held his cock in his hand and rubbed it on her pussy lips. He then inserted his cock in my wife’s cunt and pushed for all he was worth. His cock slid gracefully right into her cunt and he began to fuck her! This was a terrible sight for me – this is my wife who is being fucked by a man she didn’t even like!

Somehow I couldn’t look away and just had to watch while my wife was fucked by Milton. Soon after he started, Debra called out for a couple of cocks to keep her happy. Two of the men quickly removed their clothes and knelt beside Debra and placed their cocks in her mouth – one on each side of her. She sucked them alternately really seeming to enjoy them. One of the men couldn’t contain himself any longer and came in her mouth and I couldn’t believe my eyes – Debra not only swallowed every drop of his cum, but licked her lips and asked who was next.

Milton, in the meantime, was pumping into my wife as hard as he could and he, too, came in her cunt. Judging by the time he continued to pump into her after it was obvious he was cumming heaps, I guessed he deposited a large load right into her body.

As soon as he pulled out, another took his place, whilst the men at her head continued to pump their cocks into her mouth.

Before the other girls joined in by lying on the beds naked and asking to be fucked, I counted Debra had swallowed 9 loads down her throat and 14 men had cum in her cunt. She was overflowing as each man pulled out and more surged out as they pumped into her. Once the other girls joined in, there was less concentration on Debra and soon she rose off the bed, walked rather unsteadily towards the bathroom where she would get cleaned up by having a shower. I followed her into the bathroom. She looked a terrible sight. She had cum all over her body and face. It was also running down her legs and when she stopped in the shower, she made a slimy puddle on the floor between her legs.

Right at that moment I really didn’t know if I loved my wife at all! I had just witnessed a terrible gangbang entirely centered around my wife and I just hated the way she had seemed to enjoy it all. To watch her get fucked by so many men just completely turned me off her. I watched her in the shower while she attempted to scrub away the evidence of what she had just done and knew I loved her passionately as the woman I had married and loved so much. But she had just shown me she could be an utter slut and I wasn’t so sure I loved her right now.

As she continued washing herself, particularly concentrating on her cunt – trying to drain any residue of cum from all of those men, she kept glancing at me and smiling as much as to say she loved me despite what she had done! She wanted me to join her in the shower but I refused, mainly because I wasn’t sure of my feelings towards her. I also knew that once I was under the water with her she would get me to fuck her and I didn’t think I wanted to do that right now. When she stepped from the shower I couldn’t resist handing her the towel and helping her dry her body. She looked so lovely standing there naked under the bright lights of the host’s bathroom. I looked closely at her body to see if there was any evidence of the gangbang she had just participated in. I expected to see love bites on her breasts and pinch marks on her nipples but there wasn’t any signs of abuse of her body it appeared they had been kind to her body too!

Once dry she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately and told me she loved me. She also told me she always got a very special thrill when she was gangbanged and that she absolutely loved it all. I asked her if she would ever want to be gangbanged again in the future and she amazed me, considering the stress she had just caused me, when she said, “Of course, Darling, I just love it when lots of men fuck me in a gangbang!” I couldn’t believe my ears because I was sure she would say never again – how wrong could I be?

I told her to get dressed and we would go home but she said there might be more men willing to fuck her before we go home and she didn’t want to miss out on any more fun. I was stunned but watched her as she walked naked back into the host’s games room where there were still couples fucking. Sure enough she was soon approached by several men and straight away she was laid down and they began fucking her! I just couldn’t believe my eyes. I watched as she was fucked 5 more times before she got up off the floor where she had been and walked over to me and said she had had enough and was ready to go home. I didn’t really know if I wanted to take her home with me or just walk out on her and finish our marriage. Perhaps if she had gone home with me when I asked after her first bout of gangbanging I might have been able to accept it but to go back for a second helping was just too much. She couldn’t find her clothes anywhere and was wandering around naked looking for something to wear home.

I walked slowly out to our car having decided to let her get home (if she wanted) by any means she could find. I thought she was no longer my wife and probably some of the men who had just fucked her might take her home with them and fuck her some more – I just didn’t care at that moment. By the time I had reached our car and began starting the engine she came running along the road, still naked, asking me to drive her home with me. Somehow I just couldn’t leave her naked in the street so I told her to get in and shut up! During the drive home she never said a word and neither did I.

Once home she again climbed into the shower and washed herself thoroughly before walking naked into our bedroom. I was already in bed and was lying on my side away from her trying to get my head around what had happened tonight! I felt the bed move as she climbed on and soon she was caressing my body trying to get hold of my cock which I tried to keep out of her reach. She was very adept at finding my cock when she wanted to and she succeeded this night as well. She started playing with my cock until it was very hard and she was getting me very excited. She rolled me over on my back and my cock was sticking right up in the air.

She positioned herself right over my cock and with a gentle movement she impaled herself on my cock! I knew I couldn’t resist when I had my cock in her cunt and so I sort of gave in to her right then. She fucked me! Soon she had me on the verge of my orgasm. I can tell you I had an enormous store of cum in my balls after watching my wife getting gangbanged this evening – and as she began to scream she was cumming I shot my huge load deep into her lovely cunt! I knew right then that I had forgiven her and I still loved her as much as before. I felt a bit strange about it all really. I hadn’t known she had been gangbanged so much before we married and therefore it didn’t trouble me but now that she had done it again I was upset. I was also upset that she would almost certainly do it again when the opportunity arose.

Now that I had forgiven her I just held her in my arms and we both dropped off to sleep and didn’t stir until it was time to visit the bathroom next morning. She looked so lovely lying there naked in bed and so I climbed back into bed and hugged her some more. Shortly after that she woke up and after her short visit to the bathroom, we made passionate love again. Being Sunday we stayed in bed and kept on telling each other how much we loved the other.

It wasn’t until I climbed into the car next morning to go to work, feeling very happy that I still loved my wife so much that I saw a whitish stain on the front passenger seat of the car! I looked closely at this stain which was about 9 inches wide wondering what it could be!

Suddenly it dawned on me – this was the last of the cum from all of those men which had run out of her cunt while we were driving home on Saturday night! It was unfortunate this reminded me of what she had done but I didn’t do anything about removing the stain preferring to leave it there perhaps as evidence (and a trophy) of what a slut my wife had been even though I was secretly proud of her! I really do love my wife!

I love Susan very much and respect her as a person, but I have to admit that what first caught my eye were these huge, firm 34-D’s on such a tiny girl. We’ve been married a little over five years, and have had a great marriage — until now. Susan has a much older sister, Linda, who looks completely different from Susan.

Linda is tall and skinny (not thin — skinny), probably 5′10″ or 5′11″, with no ass or tits. Anyway, Linda is a very successful realtor living in San Diego, and we hadn’t seen her since our wedding day. We exchanged Christmas cards and photos, and the sisters called each other, but that was it, until last month. I don’t get to travel as often as I used to (damned FAX machines!), so when I was assigned a trip to San Diego, I called Susan right away and suggested she join me so she could visit her sister.

Susan wanted to surprise Linda so we didn’t announce our arrival, and instead, we just drove to her house, walked up to the front door, and rang the bell. There was no answer. Susan suggested we look around back in case Linda was in the pool or gardening. As we approached the high privacy fence around the pool area, we heard voices.

Both Susan and I pushed our faces close to the fence and peeked between the redwood slats. I had never seen anything like it in my life! Linda was face down on several towels, on her knees with her ass high in the air, while this tan, young guy was ramming in and out of her cunt with the biggest cock I have ever seen on a man — and it wasn’t just long, it was thick, too. And that’s when all my troubles began! Watching Susan’s reaction to the sight before us, I could see that she was completely turned-on. A virgin when we married, she had often told me that my normal six-inch cock was perfect and that even it stretched her tight cunt at times.

I’m sure she had never even imagined a cock the size of the one plowing into her sister. I have seen more than a few x-rated videos, and the cock I was watching was bigger than any I had ever seen, even on the famous professional stars. I felt major male insecurities at that moment. I saw that this wasn’t the right time to disturb Linda and her friend and I pulled Susan away from the fence. We returned to the rental car and waited about an hour.

Later, when Linda opened the door to our knock, the two sisters had a happy, tear-filled reunion and we met Jason, the guy now living with Linda. At 20 years old, Jason was 21 years Linda’s junior, and was almost five years younger than Susan and I. He was muscle- beefy, tanned, and blonde — the perfect California stud. Over dinner, we found out that Jason had been Linda’s pool maintenance boy before he moved in with her. Linda insisted that Susan and I stay with her and Jason, so after dinner we collected our things from the hotel and drove back out to Linda’s house.

There was a note on our bed asking us to join them out at the pool. It was a beautiful night and the pool area was beautifully lit. Linda was on a chaise, her skinny body wrapped in two thin strips of red cloth passing for a bikini. Jason was in long white swim trunks, and the long, thick outline of his soft cock was clearly visible, and not missed by Susan’s blatant stare. We had had drinks before dinner and almost finished three bottles of wine with dinner, and now, Jason was keeping our glasses filled with some sweet, tropical concoction and we were not feeling any pain.

Susan, giggling the whole time, told Linda what we had seen through the fence when we had arrived that afternoon. Linda went on to tell us that the first time Jason screwed her, it had been fast and furious in the dark, and she hadn’t seen how big his cock was until it was all over.

She laughed loudly and said, “I couldn’t believe I had really taken in all that pink meat, but I had, and I wanted it again! They say it ain’t the meat but the motion, little Susie, but don’t believe them!” Then she stood and said that we were all family and didn’t need suits in her pool. She dropped the two pieces of her suit and jumped into the pool. Jason stood close to our chairs and slowly dropped his shorts. Susan was all eyes as Jason hesitated long enough to give her a good look at his merchandise and then he jumped into the pool.

I could hear Susan’s raspy breathing as she looked at me and asked, “Well, Mike, should we?” I didn’t know what to say. Skinny-dipping was something sexy that we had never tried, but I was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the sexual tension obviously growing between Jason and my wife.

Just then, Susan stood up, peeled her modest one-piece bathing suit off, and dove into the water. She was barely wet when Jason swam right over to her and put his arms around her from behind and filled his hands with my wife’s tits! Susan’s hands disappeared below the water and I watched as Jason’s smile got even bigger. “He’s crazy over little Susie’s big tits,” said Linda as she sat down on the chaise with me. “It’s the only thing he’s talked about since you two got here. And if you ask me, she’s crazy for his big cock.” I stared in disbelief as Susan turned to face Jason and kissed him passionately.

“This can’t be happening,” I said. “We’ve never fooled around before.” “Relax, Mike, what’s a harmless little fling? Especially when you’re watching? You’re in Southern California, now. Don’t spoil little Susie’s fun!” That didn’t help matters as I watched Susan and Jason climb out of the pool and lay on a towel. Susan had the head of Jason’s monstrous, erect cock in her mouth, sucking it with all her might, as Jason noisily slurped at my wife’s cunt.

Then I felt a hand on my cock. It was Linda and I was surprised to notice that my dick was as hard as a rock. She bent over and sucked me into her mouth as I continued to watch my wife’s slutty performance. After a few more minutes of sixty-nining, Jason got up and collected cushions off the lawn furniture, which he threw on the deck, and then rolled Susan onto her back on them.

He then knelt right up against my wife’s ass and pulled and hoisted her buttocks up into the air, sliding the cushions around, under her. ….. I knew what was coming next, and as much as I wanted to stop it, I couldn’t. And it wasn’t the so-so blow job that Linda was giving me that held me back. I didn’t want to cause a scene, and, most of all, I was afraid Susan wouldn’t stop if I asked her to.

By now, Susan’s legs were wide-spread and Jason was in position with his monster-cock poised at the entrance to my wife’s obviously wet cunt. Linda looked up from my prick and said, “He measures just over fourteen inches long and just over seven inches around. Magnificent, isn’t it? Don’t worry about little Susie, he’s good at what he does, and I’m betting he can bury it to his balls!” I gasped for my wife, watching Jason slowly work his giant rod into her stretched-open pussy. Susan was moaning and grunting, pounding on Jason’s back with her tiny hands. Steady, steady, Jason kept up his invasion of her tiny cunt. ….. I was waiting for Susan to yell “stop!” or scream in pain, but she didn’t.

Sooner than I thought possible, it looked like Jason had his entire length buried in my wife. She had taken it all! They laid still together for a few minutes, then after a few more moments of slow thrusting, Jason began to pound that big dick in and out of my wife’s cunt with all of his energy. He lifted his hips away, until he was almost out, and then slammed back down into her. I could hear her wet cunt slurping loudly as it succumbed to Jason’s onslaught.

Then, his tempo and power increased even more and Susan went completely wild. She was delirious with lust and passion, scraping his back with her nails, pulling his ass deeper between her legs. She was fucking him like some animal locked in mortal combat. And, then, they started to come. It wasn’t slow or gentle. It was an explosion! Susan came with a scream and almost-pained moans and gasps. Again and again, she clenched her arms and legs around Jason.

Finally, with a deep grunt, Jason tightened his asscheeks and curled his toes as he shot his cum into my wife’s cunt. I filled Linda’s mouth with my cum as I watched Jason fill my wife’s pussy with his. They laid together a few moments, catching their breathe, and then Jason began sliding his cock out of Susan’s cunt. “No!” she whimpered. He removed his dick and Susan’s cunt lips slowly closed. I watched a huge wad of Jason’s slimy cum flow out of her pussy and run down between her ass cheeks to the cushions below her. Linda stood over my wife and laughed, “He’s something, isn’t he, little sister?”

“I… I never… ohh…” Susan gasped in a soft voice. “Well, give him five minutes and a soft bed, and you will think you’ve died and gone to heaven. How about us girls switch bedrooms for the night? Mike? Is that alright with you?” I wanted to yell “No! Of course it’s not alright!” but I didn’t. Something in Susan’s eyes, the way they were almost pleading with me, stopped me from saying what I wanted to say.

Instead, I nodded a small nod, “Hey! It’s Southern California, right?” “That’s right, Mike,” said Linda, “I don’t have to ask Jason if he wants to switch. The way he’s looking at your big tits, little Susie, I know you’re in for a long night!” And she was. Linda fell asleep soon after I finished fucking her bony frame, but I laid awake in the bed listening to Jason and my wife having the time of their lives. They moaned and groaned and grunted and sighed and screamed in pleasure, time after time after time. The only actual words I heard all night was Susan pleading with Jason, “Oh, no, not my ass! Please, not there! Ow! Ow! Oh! Oh! Oh, yes! Shove it all the way in, you bastard!” It was disgusting, but it was only just beginning.

On Monday, I had to begin my sales calls for the week and Linda had to open her office, and that left Jason and Susan home alone to frolic at the pool, all day, every day. And frolic they did. I would come home to find them fucking or sucking or sleeping by the pool, Susan’s nude body covered with love bite marks and dried cum. On Tuesday, I bent to kiss Susan.

She woke up and smiled at me and said, “Today, Jason fisted me! We’re going to have to try that when we get home!” “Sure,” I said, wondering if Jason was stretching my wife’s cunt beyond recovery. Saturday finally arrived and Susan put clothes on for the first time all week.

As I put our luggage in the trunk and thanked Linda, Susan was in the foyer, her skirt up at her waist and leaning on the stairs, taking Jason’s monster up her cunt one more time for a good-bye fuck. Susan slept all the way home on the plane. Finally home and in bed together, Susan kissed me deeply.

“Thank you for this week, Mike.” “You seemed happy. What was I going to say?” “You could have said `no.’” “Would it have stopped you, Susan?” “I don’t know. I’m just grateful you didn’t say it.” “He was good.” It was a statement. “Mike, I don’t know how to tell you this without hurting you, but this last week was the best sex of my life. I have never been fucked like that before, and now I’m worried I’ll never be fucked like that, again.” “We could try.”

Thirty minutes later we rolled apart. I knew Susan had had several orgasms, but I also knew something else. “It wasn’t the same, was it, Susan?” “Maybe it was just too soon. Or, maybe-” “Or maybe it will never be the same, with me, Susan. You loved his big cock.” A tear squeezed out of her eye and she bit her lip as she nodded a tight, quick nod. “But, I love you, Mike!” “I know, Susan.” The next morning, I awoke with an idea.

“I guess we can invite your sister and Jason in for a visit, Susan.” “Sure, but Linda said she’s never been busier, and never takes any time off.” “Do you have any ideas?” “Well… I’ve been thinking. Maybe there’s a man on this side of the country that would like to fool around.” ….. Maybe you’ve seen Susan’s ad in the free paper’s classifieds. It’s been very successful, and has provided a steady stream of well-endowed men knocking on our door and fucking my wife senseless.

Wanted: A REAL man. Beautiful, petite, young woman is searching for the man with the biggest “club.” Are you that rare man who measures up? Anything less than 10″ by 6″ doesn’t. The applicant MUST pass the minimum entrance requirements, but it’s worth it. BOX FPL0927

Susan keeps very detailed and complete records. She has yet to find a stud to measure up to Jason, but she keeps looking. I keep telling myself that it’s just a phase, it’s just a phase, just a phase…

David’s jaw had almost dropped to the floor once he saw his beautiful young wife emerge from the bedroom. David had never seen Cindy dressed in something so tight and skimpy before – except before or during their lovemaking sessions. But this time it was different, because David knew that his 25-year-old wife would soon go out into public in that very provocative and sexy outfit.

“Thanks,” Cindy smiled in return. She did a pirouette and added, “I’m glad you like it.” “Like it?” David gushed. “I LOVE IT!” Cindy’s outfit consisted mostly of an aqua-colored top and matching short-skirt, both of which were made of a very thin, stretchy material.

Needless to say, the aqua-colored outfit displayed the considerable and luscious curves of her 38d-24-35 figure. Since the top was cut low, it displayed a generous amount of Cindy’s ample cleavage. Her breasts were very large and firm, without any sag or give in them. Just like the top, the short-skirt fit Cindy’s body like a tight glove. It went down to the mid-point between her hips and knees, and offered a wonderful view of her richly-tanned long legs.

To complete the outfit, the beautiful young lady wore a pair of white high-heeled shoes which accentuated her firm, long legs even more. Cindy had long, stylish blonde hair which went down to the center of her back. Even without smiling, there was no argument that Cindy had a beautiful face. But she looked even more appealing when she smiled. Since Cindy was a warm and pleasant person, the 25-year-old woman usually had a happy expression upon her lovely face.

David’s eyes surveyed the incredible sight of his wife in that outfit and surmised, “If I knew that you weren’t headed out for an acting audition, I’d take you back into the bedroom and make wild love to you all day long.” “Hmmmm,” Cindy squealed, leaning over and pecking her husband’s cheek with a kiss. “I’ll have to take a rain-check on that, for another day.” “You better get going,” David said. “The last thing you want to do is be late for this audition. If you land this part in the movie, that would be great.” “The audition is not for another four hours,” Cindy told him. “I just decided to get ready for it a bit early.” “Early?” the man said, confused. “Early? You have to go now, Cindy. I don’t want you here when the guys show up, to watch the football game.” “Why?” his wife giggled. “Because you’ll be talking about ‘guy things’?

Come on, I have no place to go for four hours. I definitely couldn’t go to a book store or the shopping center in this type of outfit. Where else could I possibly go?” “I don’t want you here, honey, because the guys who will be coming over to watch the game are a bit rowdy. I don’t think you would like them.” “Oh, listen to you,” Cindy smiled, flipping her hand at him. ”

I won’t like them? I don’t judge anyone because they scream or hoot and holler when their favorite football team scores a touchdown.” She paused and giggled, “If that was the case, I’d have never married you!” David shook his head and returned, “No, you do not understand. I would just feel uncomfortable with you and them here at the same time.” “I’m not leaving,” Cindy insisted, “until it’s time for the audition.

You can try to change my mind, but it won’t work.” She turned and started strolling toward the kitchen. “Besides, I won’t bother you guys. Neither you nor your friends will even know I’m here.” As David watched Cindy’s round ass jiggle and twich seductively with each and every step, he mumbled to himself, “Oh, I have a feeling they’ll know you’re here…”

Over the next hour, David’s group of friends made their way to the apartment. All of them were his co-workers and were also very close to his age of 28. Alex had blond hair and a physically-fit body, thanks to many surfing sessions at the beach. Shawn’s hair was brown and he had a slim but strong body. Kris had black hair and a handsome face, but just an average build.

Tyrone had the best-looking body of the group. He was tall and attractive, and black. An African-American man, Tyrone was best friends with David. The four guests expected to come over to David’s place to get loud and rowdy for their favorite pro football team. None of them expected to find a blonde bombshell like Cindy; especially one dressed in such a tiny little outfit.

They had never met David’s wife before, and to no great shock, were extremely impressed with Cindy’s beauty. The young woman found herself giggling like a schoolgirl with some of the forward comments coming from the men.

“Wow David, where have you been hiding this?” one man said. “What a fine-looking lady,” another observed. “Too bad you’re married, sweetheart,” one of the men told her.

David figured his friends were just kidding, so he laughed while telling them to stop teasing his wife. The group finally relented, and made their way to the living room. The football game was just about to start. Nonetheless, the compliments from the guys made Cindy feel very lightheaded and bubbly. She liked her husband’s friends. As a result, the blonde decided that she was going to help them out until leaving for the audition. David protested at first, but Cindy nonetheless wound up serving the guys drinks and snacks from the kitchen. It was her own idea, of course.

None of the guys objected to having a “waitress” serve them food and refreshments. This way, they would not miss any action of the big game. Over the next hour, the young wife must have made her way in and out of the living room 20 times. Instead of watching the television screen when Cindy was present, most of the eyes in the room were now focused on her large, firm breasts as they seductively bounced and wiggled with each step.

If a set of eyes wasn’t fixated upon her breasts, they were on her sweet ass, watching it twitch while she moved along. “Why is your wife dressed that way?” Shawn asked David once Cindy left the room. “She’s an actress,” David replied. “There is an audition later today, and she wants to look her best for it.” “Whoooo weeee,” Alex commented, shaking his head.

“If they are choosing actresses based on looks – in that outfit, your wife should be a lock for whatever role she wants.” The other three guests all nodded their heads in agreement. “Come on guys, watch the game,” David insisted, shaking his head with a tiny smile. “Get your minds out of the gutter! That’s my wife you’re talking about!” A short time later, Cindy was preparing a bowl of popcorn and some nachos when she heard a defeaning cheer come from the living room – and not the television set. “Those guys,” she laughed to herself.

“The team must have scored a touchdown.” The 25-year-old lady shook her head and added, “Ahh, men. Absolutely crazy for their sports.” When Cindy went back out to the living room, all eyes were on her again. While the four guests had explored nearly every subtle curve and shape of Cindy’s hot body, they all wondered what she would look like without wearing that tiny outfit.

An erection shot up in less than three seconds, in Alex’s pants, once Cindy leaned over while handing him a bowl of nachos. Alex had received a clear, unobstructed view down the middle of her deep cleavage. “I’m gonna go upstairs for a second,” Cindy told her husband. “I’ll be back soon.”

“Okay,” David replied. Once Cindy turned and started walking toward the steps, all four guests turned their heads and watched her ass as it jiggled and swayed with each and every step. “Stop it, guys!” David admonished once his wife went upstairs. They all looked back at him. “This is the last time we ever have a football party at my place.”

“Ahh come on,” Shawn said. “You know, Dave, you’re enjoying this just as much as we are. You like showing off that hot wife of yours to us – it’s like bragging.” “I’m not showing her off!” David told them. “I didn’t even want her to be here! I asked her to leave earlier.” “Bull…” most of the men chimed in, simultaneously. At this point, Cindy was making her way down the steps. When she heard voices coming from the living room, the woman stopped and decided to eavesdrop. “I’m glad she’s here,” Alex said with a toothy grin.

“I much rather watch your wife than some football game.” “Damn it, guys…” David sighed. “Come on, stop…” “What kind of actress is she?” Shawn asked. “What do you mean?” David inquired. “What kind of films does she go for?” “Regular films,” David told him. “I think this movie she is auditioning for today involves a night club scene.” He paused and added, “Why do you ask?” Shawn shrugged his shoulders and replied, “She reminds me of that hot blonde from the gang-bang movie we watched last week at Alex’s house.”

Kris, Alex and Tyrone all nodded their heads in agreement at that comment. Meanwhile, still on the staircase, Cindy’s eyes grew wide at that statement. “Shut up, guys!” David told them. “I don’t want you talking about my wife that way!” “We wouldn’t mind gang-banging Cindy,” Kris smirked. “GUYS!” David exploded. “STOP IT!” “Dave would probably like to watch us do her,” Alex joked.

“I’ve always thought you could find the most fascinating conversation while listening to men,” Cindy remarked as she made her way back into the living room. All of the guys turned and looked at Cindy, their jaws almost touching the floor in sheer embarrassment. “Uhh… we’re sorry, ma’am,” Kris said apologetically. “We were just teasing your husband.” “Ahh…” David struggled to find the right words. It was difficult, since Cindy had a mean expression upon her face. “Honey, would you like it if I sent my friends home?”

Her arms folded, Cindy tapped a high-heeled foot upon the carpet while staring angrily at the group of men. “I’ve been real nice to all you guys, all afternoon, and this is the thanks I get for it? You compare me to some porno slut?” “We’re sorry,” Shawn told her. “As Kris said, we were just teasing. Nothing serious. Please, it was just a joke.” Though angry on the outside, Cindy’s insides were aglow with heat and excitement. No one had ever spoken about her, at least that she knew of, in such graphic terms.

Those nasty words actually made her hot! “Oh?” she commented, her anger loosening up. “Was everything that you guys said just a joke?” All of the men looked at her quizically. David was the one who broke the silence. “What do you mean, honey?” The young wife shrugged her shoulders and replied, “What was it you guys said?… You want to… yeah, you want to gang-bang me? Right?” This time, everyone looked at her with shock. But the one most shocked was her husband, David. However, Kris broke the silence this time. “We’d love to gang-bang you.” “KRIS!” David exploded, in pure rage.

“Would you like that, honey?” Cindy asked her husband. “Would you like it if these guys gang-banged me?” David’s demeanor changed from rage to stunned disbelief. He looked at his wife – amazed at what she said. “You probably would,” Cindy quipped, “since you spent last weekend watching some gang-bang porno movie at Alex’s house.” She paused, surverying the stunned reactions around the living room. “I heard what you perverts said.” “I’m gonna send these guys home,” David said cooly. “You didn’t answer my question!” Cindy remarked, raising her voice. “Would you like it if these guys gang-banged me?” “If you would like it, yes, I would,” came the words from David’s mouth. A second later, he could not believe he had said that. Cindy was HIS; she was his prize possession. But on the other hand, it had always been a deep-rooted fantasy of David’s to watch Cindy get fucked by a group of men.

He often thought of what the scene would look like, while watching adult movies of this particular genre. “If any of you guys want me, come and get me.” The four guests looked at each other, then Cindy, then each other again. They were all shocked. However, Kris was the first one to take the initiative. He stood up and started walking over to her. “My pleasure, baby.” David looked on in stunned silence as he watched Kris take Cindy into his arms and smother her mouth with a kiss. He saw a brief exchange of tongues, then looked at the other guys. They too, were staring at the scene in front of them in sheer amazement. David never imagined that he could sit idly by and watch another man kiss his beloved wife.

Cindy whimpered and nearly melted in Kris’ arms as the kiss grew stronger and deeper. Kris snaked a hand between their pressed bodies, and pawed away at one of her ample breasts, hidden underneath the tight top she still wore. Cindy squealed in arousal when Kris pinched one breast with a hand and used another to paw her bottom. When Kris grabbed Cindy’s short-skirt and pulled it up, past her waist, everyone had a clear view of her perfect ass and the string bikini-panties which hid less than 5% of it. At this point, David jumped up and demanded, “Let her go, Kris! She is MY wife!” “Hush David,” Cindy admonished him, while breaking the kiss. “You said if I wanted to, I could have sex with these guys. Now sit back and enjoy the show.”

Her mouth went back to Kris’ for another passionate kiss. Defeated, David sat back down on the sofa. It was true. He did give her permission to carry on with these guys. His husbandly side was screaming at him, telling him to stop the scene before him from unfolding anymore. On the other hand, his erotic side was urging him to let it continue. Slowly, David’s erotic side was gaining the advantage. Shawn got up and decided to join the action.

He walked over to Cindy and Kris, who were still embracing one another with their lips locked. He nudged up behind Cindy and pressed his bulging crotch against her backside. The pretty blonde sighed at the initial contact, then moaned as Shawn wrapped his arms around her from behind. His hands came to rest on her massive breasts, and he cupped and squeezed both through the top she wore in repeated succession. Kris brought Cindy down to the floor with him, his lips still firmly attached to hers. He cupped her ass with his hands and pulled her body hard against his own, while kissing her deeper.

Meanwhile, Shawn dropped to his knees behind Cindy, and thumbed her tiny bikini-panties down. He slipped her white high-heeled shoes off, then flicked both them and her bikini-panties away to the side. David quietly sat on the sofa, a mixture of wild emotions still running throughout him. That was his WIFE on the floor, getting worked over by two guys.

But at the same time, his cock was as big as it had ever been. It was so erect and hard that it felt as though it would explode in his pants. As Shawn rubbed and caressed her supple ass from behind, Cindy broke the kiss with Kris and reached for his jeans. In a hurried rush, she unbuckled his belt and then pulled down his zipper. Her delicate hand dove inside his jeans, underneath his briefs, and gripped his rock-hard cock. Cindy squealed with delight as she pulled Kris’ jeans and briefs down, exposing his massive erection.

Soon, she grasped the base of his cock and then slipped its fat, juicy head between her moist red lips. Kris moaned in arousal as Cindy’s blonde head started to bounce up and down over his erection. He looked down at her and smiled, then glanced over at David and grinned at him as well. “You’re a very lucky man, Dave,” Kris announced. “I’d give my right arm to have this lusty babe as my wife.”

On her hands and knees with her bottom perched in the air, Cindy gave Shawn ample access to her pussy. Behind her, Shawn parted her slick pussy lips with two fingers and then drove his tongue inside. In response, Cindy sighed in utter lust. She had never taken part in two-on-one sex before; this was definitely something new – and exciting.

Shawn then grasped each side of Cindy’s ass with his hands as he buried his lips and tongue in her moist pussy. Cindy glanced back at him for an instant, but immediately resumed sucking Kris’ cock. “I can’t wait until I get my hands on her,” Alex said to himself, sitting on an adjacent chair. He had already undid his pants and was openly stroking his erection. On the other hand, Tyrone sat still and watched the action, but figured he would not get a piece of Cindy for himself.

Tyrone was an African-American man, and though he had tried for years, no white woman ever wanted anything to do with him. Tyrone was very attracted to white women – especially ones with long blonde hair, like Cindy. But if no white female ever wanted to have anything to with him, why would Cindy be any different? That was Tyrone’s line of thinking. He expected to just be a voyuer today. Nonetheless, Tyrone was enjoying the show before him.

Cindy’s head was bobbing up and down over Kris’ cock at warp-speed, while her hips were wiggling back and forth in response to Shawn’s oral work on her pussy. Neither Kris nor Shawn could believe what they were doing. They came over here to watch the football game with David, but instead were in the process of making love to his hot wife! Even more, David was watching the action, too! A loud chrous of moans and gasps were coming from the three individuals as the action got even more heated and passionate.

Cindy was doing her best to swallow Kris’ monster cock right down her greedy little throat. At the same time, Shawn was feasting on the sweet recesses of Cindy’s juicy pussy. Kris had already come to the conclusion that Cindy was giving him the best blowjob of his entire life. No one had ever given him a blowjob any better than this one, and she wasn’t even finished yet.

However, Kris brought the blowjob to a close when he could no longer contain himself. His cock erupted in her mouth, filling it with gush after gush of thick sperm. Kris sighed deeply at the discharge, and was amazed at the same time by Cindy as she sucked and swallowed his fuck-juice down her hungry throat. Still getting her pussy eaten from behind, Cindy slipped Kris’ shaft out of her mouth and lovingly licked away at it. Kris gasped at the sight of Cindy’s beautiful face as streams of cum dripped and dangled from it.

“Did you like that?” she squealed at him. “Oh yeah,” he sighed in return. “Oh, I loved it, baby. That was the best fucking blowjob of my life!” Cindy smiled and giggled, happy to draw such praise for her sexual skills. “I’m gonna fuck that sweet pussy of yours,” Shawn said, as he withdrew his lips and tongue from her slit. But just when he was about to get himself into the doggie-style position, Shawn was yanked away by Alex. Shawn looked at him, angry. “HEY MAN! What are you doing?” “You and Kris have already sampled her,” Alex told him. “Now, it’s my turn. You can fuck her later, but I’m going to fuck her NOW.” Alex had already stripped off his shirt and pants, and his cock was at full erection.

He dropped to his knees behind Cindy as she stood on her hands and knees, then fisted his cock and nudged it against her pussy. Cindy squealed at the sensation – this was the first time a cock other than David’s had touched her pussy since they started dating more than six years ago. Alex grunted as he popped his erection into Cindy’s tiny, slick pussy.

In response, the young woman squealed again, surprised at the sensations swirling throughout her. Alex’s cock was definitely bigger than her husband’s, she thought to herself. As a result, Cindy was going to enjoy this. On an adjacent chair, Tyrone felt very jealous. For the first time in his life, he really wished that his skin color was white instead of black. He wanted to get a piece of Cindy for himself, but figured she would not go for it. After all, no white woman had ever been attracted to him. He figured that before the day was through, Cindy would take care of the other guys in the room – all of whom were white.

Unfortunately, Tyrone figured, he would be left in the cold. Shawn sat still, fuming, as he watched while Alex started to pump his cock in and out of Cindy’s pussy. He knew that should have been him fucking her now – not Alex. But Shawn knew that there were other parts of Cindy’s body which he could explore and play with, while Alex pounded her pussy. Thus, Shawn crawled around until he was sitting in front of Cindy, who was still in the doggie-style position, her body rocking back and forth in tune with Alex’s thrusting hips. Shawn reached underneath her, then palmed her large breasts with his hands.

Cindy looked up at him and grunted, then offered a charming smile. “My, what a fine pair you have,” Shawn said as he pulled the tight top up, exposing her large breasts. Shawn tilted his head and stared at the twin pair, liking the sight of an erect nipple topping each of them. Then, using his thumbs and index fingers, he pinched both nipples. Cindy squealed in passionate delight – she loved all this attention! As Shawn continued to pay homage to Cindy’s breasts, Alex kept up the pace by pounding into her from behind. He had his hands firmly planted on her bottom as he thrusted his cock in and out of her pussy, in the classic doggie-style position. Alex drilled her with all of his strength, his hips pumping back and forth harder and faster than he even previously thought possible. David sat on the sofa, with the same stunned expression as before.

His cock was so hard in his pants that it hurt. The repeated loud SLAPping sound, caused by Alex’s heavy balls hitting Cindy’s upturned ass, reveberated throughout David’s ears and mind. Watching his beautiful, angel wife get hammered like this was the most exciting thing which had ever happened to him. “I’M GONNA CUM!” Cindy screamed as Alex continued pumping into her from behind, while Shawn still pinched her nipples. “CUM WITH ME!” Alex exclaimed. “LET’S CUM TOGETHER!” Both individuals roared out in unequaled passion as they experienced mutual orgasms. Alex pumped his thick seed into Cindy’s willing pussy, mixing it with her own release.

The two shuddered together in shared lust for several seconds, until Alex pulled away. Next, the 25-year-old woman collapsed upon the floor, her breathing ragged and heavy. As Shawn caressed Cindy’s long, silky blonde hair, David finally got up from the sofa and rushed over to his wife. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” he insisted, fearful that she may be hurt. After all, she had collapsed upon the floor and was gasping for breath.

He had never seen her this way after a sexual encounter. “I’m okay,” Cindy managed, in response to his question. “But I’d feel a lot better if I could have some more cock!” David’s jaw almost hit the floor because of her lewd comment. She usually did not talk that way. Cindy’s head rose from the floor and she looked at her husband. “Hmmm, three guys have had me already. You have four friends here… which one am I missing?” She glanced around the room and gasped once her blue eyes found Tyrone. Tyrone gasped as well – due to the lust-ridden eyes which Cindy intently stared at him with.

Was a beautiful white woman actually hot for him? “What do you think about white pussy?” Cindy squealed as she rose to her knees. She started moving toward Tyrone, a sexy smile on her face. “Have you ever had sex with a white woman before?” Suddenly, Tyrone’s cock was bigger than it ever had been before. He never dreamed of that this scenario would take place for real – not even in his wildest fantasies. “Ma’am,” the polite-sounding man said. “I’ve never been with a white girl before – sexually speaking.” Still walking on her knees toward him, Cindy flashed a charming smile and said, “Would you like to?” “HONEY!” David exclaimed. “You want to have sex with Tyrone, too?” “Why not?” Cindy giggled. “I’ve always had a thing for black men.” She made her way up to Tyrone and stared directly into his eyes. “I find black men… ATTRACTIVE.” Tyrone gasped in utter shock at her comment. “I… I… I’d love to have sex with you…” he mumbled.

Tyrone’s body stiffened and he sighed as Cindy reached for his belt buckle and unlooped it. She whipped his belt off, then nearly tore open his trousers. With her right hand, she fished his erect shaft out from within a pair of boxers, and squeezed it. “Oooooh, black cock…” Cindy squealed as she eyed and held the huge monster. The young woman gave the tip of his shaft a lick and added, “I’ve always wanted a black cock…” All of the other men in the room watched with amazement as Cindy’s mouth opened and then closed over Tyrone’s giant cock.

They had never witnessed interracial sex before, but were quickly becoming a fan of it. Of particular interest was the strict contrast of Cindy’s white face and blonde hair as they hovered over Tyrone’s throbbing black shaft. The extreme contrast in color nearly blew the men away. For the longest time, Tyrone had dreamed of one day having sex with a beautiful white woman – especially one with long blonde hair. Now, that dream was quickly becoming a definite reality for him.

Tyrone sighed in lust as Cindy worked his shaft over with her fabulous mouth and tongue. She sucked and slurped away at his slab of man-meat as if it was her sole purpose in life. Tyrone reached down and placed his hand on top of her head, then lovingly caressed her long blonde hair as she bobbed up and down over his massive member. While twirling his testicles between her fingertips, Cindy looked up into Tyrone’s eyes and smiled as she continued sucking him off.

Tyrone grinned at her in return, then shook his head in wonder. Cindy was his “dream girl”. There was no doubt about it. “I want you to fuck me,” the young lady squealed, rising to her feet and then settling down in his lap. Tyrone’s heartbeat went into extreme overdrive as Cindy positioned his cock over her heated pussy. The other men watched with awe as Tyrone’s black shaft slid up between the folds of Cindy’s white thighs. The blonde let out a squeal once the cock was in her all the way, then she wrapped her arms around Tyrone’s neck and vibrated in lust. In no time flat, Cindy was bouncing up and down upon Tyrone’s prick.

Their rhythmic fucking started slow, but steadily grew faster and harder. Tyrone had his hands at Cindy’s waist, grasping it, while she continued to ride him. The others could easily see that the man’s massive cock stretched Cindy’s pussy lips to the absolute max. David wondered to himself if such a large cock would hurt her… but apparently not. He could tell by the lustful expression upon her face that Cindy was enjoying every single moment of having Tyrone’s huge cock stuffed in her pussy. The intense action between the two lust-lovers hit a fever pitch, then things started to slow down. Tyrone screamed at the very top of his lungs while jettisoning a fresh batch of cum into Cindy’s hungry pussy.

In response, the wife-turned-slut buried her face against Tyrone’s shoulder and shuddered, experiencing an orgasm of her own. “HONEY!” David exclaimed seconds later, once his wife finally slipped out of Tyrone’s lap. “HONEY!” Not only was Cindy’s face covered with sperm, but it was also sliding down her tanned thighs like a waterfall. “Honey, I didn’t know that you had that type of sexual appetite!” Cindy giggled and shrugged her shoulders. “I didn’t either… until now.” She let out a content sigh. David looked at his wristwatch. “You only got an hour or so until the audition starts.

I know you really need this part… but there’s no way you could make it there in time. Look at you… you’re a mess! You have to wash up!” “Screw the audition!” Cindy exclaimed, dropping to her knees in front of David.

She reached for his pants and undid them, saying, “Who needs a job when they could fuck five hot studs instead?” Giggling with lust, Cindy slid David’s hard cock between her lips and started sucking on it eagerly.

At 30 years old I married Beth, a cute little girl of 18yrs. My main worry was that she would get tired of me and want ‘friends’ of her own age. Well that didn’t happen, and after 2 years we are still very happy. Though the worry of her wanting younger guys played so much on my mind that it became a fantasy, which grew and grew till I wanted it to happen. I kept imagining her being fucked by other men and would get off on it whilst we fucked. The images in my mind were like a movie show of her letting strange men use her body.

We used to go out dancing once or twice a week to a local hall. She loved to dance. Whenever she had had too much to drink she would get all romantic on the dance floor, resting her head on my shoulder whilst I discretely felt her up. She really loved that.

We went on vacation and we were having a wonderful time at the beach and sightseeing when she reminded me that we hadn’t been dancing for weeks. I asked at the hotel desk if they could recommend a dance hall. The concierge, a young black guy, told me about a place that was only a 15 to 20 minute walk away. But! He warned, that it gets very, very crowded and the dance floor gets packed like sardines and often people get felt up by strangers whilst dancing. Well that sounded like fun to me but I thought I better leave that bit of information out whilst telling Beth.

She was really pleased when I told her we could go dancing that evening. She dressed really sexy, short black mini skirt and white top that was low cut in front. She doesn’t wear a bra as her breasts are small but very firm. And of course her favourite red high heeled shoes.

The dance hall was pleasant enough, not crowded at all. We had a lovely time dancing and drinking. As the evening wore on, Beth got more and more ‘happy’ with all the Martinis she was putting away. The place was also filling up and by 10pm it was as packed as the guy had said it would be.

We were quite packed in on the dance floor, so I took the opportunity to feel Beth up as I was sure that no one could see as we were surrounded by other couples. The music now was all slow songs, so there was a lot of smooching going on all around us. I had my hand down between us and up inside Beth’s mini skirt. I was just gently rubbing her pussy through her thong. Not enough to get her over excited but just enough to have her murmuring in quiet passion as she rested her head on my shoulder with her eyes closed.

I too had my eyes closed for a minute or two and I was startled when I looked up and saw a man standing right behind Beth. He had wedged himself between us and the couple behind, he was facing them and I could make out in the dim lighting that there was some movement in his arm, so I could only assume that he was touching up the wife in front of him.

The girl’s husband must have had enough and suddenly spun his wife out of the man’s reach. The man then turned and was facing us. Well I say us, actually he was right behind Beth and he was already rubbing himself against Beth’s bottom. She was quite unaware that whatever it was that was happening wasn’t being done by me. I said or did nothing to stop the man. My dick sprang into action as I saw that he was easing her miniskirt up baring her bottom to him with only the string of her thong in his way.

I still had my finger on the thong in front when I could feel it being pulled to the side. He was removing any obstruction to her pussy. I now had my finger on her bare pussy as the thong had been moved right out of the way. I then noticed that he seemed to stoop lower, presumably to line up his cock with her pussy. He then rose up a little and started to move up and down in a rhythm that could only mean that he had found his way in and his cock was now inside my lovely Beth. My dick ached it was so hard.

I still had my finger on the front of Beth’s pussy. I tentatively moved it forward across her juicy pussy lips and sure enough, I touched his cock and could feel it fucking in and out of my lovely wife. I then felt something touch my chest; it was the back of his hand. He had reached up under her top and was groping her tit.

I wanted so much to get hold of my own dick, I was aching to cum. This whole thing was more than any of my fantasies could ever have hoped to be. Beth moaned a little more loudly and grunted a couple of times in time with his thrusts. Although quite drunk she was experiencing some pleasure from the strangers cock fucking her.

Just then I heard him trying to stifle a moan as he was obviously cumming. Cumming inside my lovely Beth. Shooting his cum inside her. I could feel it oozing out of her cunt around his cock. That was just too much for me and I came inside my pants without my cock being touched.

As he pulled out of her cunt, I reached in my pocket and got my handkerchief and tried to mop her pussy. As I did I hugged her close, I felt so wonderful having had this experience and Beth was quite unaware of it other than she had been enjoying the sensations of it in her drunken state.

I was about to take her off the dance floor when suddenly another guy squeezed in behind us. I looked around to see if anyone else was doing any ‘3somes’ when I noticed the guy who had just fucked Beth, he was talking to 2 other guys and pointing in our direction. I assumed he was spreading the word that there was an ‘easy fuck’ to be had. Being distracted watching him, I hadn’t noticed that the new guy was already in position and was already fucking Beth. My cock once again became rock hard at the thought of another strange cock using my sweet young wife.

I again put my hand between her legs and felt the strangers cock. He startled me by speaking directly to me.

‘Hold my balls!’

‘Wh… what!’

‘Hold my balls while I fuck your slut!’

It was more of a command than a request and I did as he asked and cupped his hairy balls in my hand.

‘That’s it! That’s it!’ He groaned as he came, shooting his load of cum in my wife’s pussy.

Just then another guy had sidled up by us and was groping Beth’s tits. This was getting too much… So as the guy withdrew his cock out of Beth, I swung her around and pushed and shoved through the crowd to get her off the dance floor.

We got back to our booth, she was still unaware of what had happened to her. I got some paper napkins and was doing my best to clean her up when 4 guys came and stood watching. Two who had fucked her and one who had groped her tits and another guy. It turned out to be the black concierge from our hotel. He was saying to the other three guys.

‘I told you she was some sweet young fuck meat.’

The guy who was the first to fuck Beth spoke to me. ‘You’re one lucky dude having such a sweet young fuck slut for a wife. Thanks for letting us use her but these other two.’ He said pointing at the groper and the black concierge.

‘They ain’t had a go at her yet. You’re not gonna be a spoilsport and not let them have a go are you?’

‘I shouldn’t have let any of you have done it!’

‘Ahhh! But you did enjoy it, didn’t you? And two more lots of cum in her cunt ain’t gonna make much difference.’

I had to admit that there was some logic in that and I was really turned on, more than I ever had before in my life. I told them how I had cum in my pants from being so turned on.

‘Well you go to the toilets and clean up, we’ll keep the little lady company till you get back.’

I knew that they wanted me out of the way so they could fuck Beth. This somehow turned me on, the thought of coming back and catching them fucking her was a real big turn on. So off I went.

I came back about 30 minutes later. They were standing in front of our booth. Then I realized that all four of them were standing there, so they hadn’t taken my absence as a chance to fuck her after all. As I got closer I could hear Beth’s moans, I looked over their shoulders and was surprised to see a black arse going up and down on top of Beth. So she was being fucked after all, but by whom? I got into the other side of the booth so I could see. I was surprised to see it was the black bar man who was fucking her. Just then he groaned as he shot his cum inside her cunt.

As the barman got off Beth, the first guy who had fucked her said ‘Thanks again for the use of your sweet little wife. We’ve all had a nice fuck, all five of us. If you want to do it again tomorrow night we would all love to fuck her again, she has a lovely tight little cunt.’

They all thanked me as they moved away. Then I set about cleaning her up once more but not too clean, I jammed some paper napkin in her cunt to stop it all running out. I wanted her nice and juicy for my turn when I got her back to the hotel.

Nancy was twenty-two years old when we were married and was still a virgin, thanks to her very strict parents. She was very unhappy not getting to go anywhere by herself or do anything exciting because her parents thought that some man would take advantage of her. With Nancy’s beautiful face and gorgeous sexy body they were probably right.

We never engaged in petting or sex when we were going together because of her parent’s demands that Nancy remained a virgin until she was married. Respecting this I never made any real strong advances to respect this wonderful young woman. During our conversations we sometimes discussed sex. I made it known that my fantasy was to have a very hot and sexy wife that would be willing to become an insatiable whore willing to let other men service her sexy body.

On the day we were married Nancy was very happy to have the chance at a new life that she hoped would be much more exciting. After the wedding ceremony we had a small reception. During the reception many of the men paid to dance with the bride. This was supposed to give the new couple an extra cash gift to use in starting a new household. As the reception went on Nancy gradually getting smashed as she celebrated getting married.

As Nancy continued to get drunk she became bolder and wilder with the men at the reception that were paying to dance with her. As she danced with them the straps of her wedding dress gradually fell down her shoulders letting her dress slip lower and lower. As her dress slipped lower and revealed more of her beautiful tits the men began to show even more interest in dancing with her. Most of them knew that she was a virgin and began telling her that they sure would like to be the lucky one that got to make love to her first. She loved hearing how excited they were looking at her while they were dancing with her.

As we were dancing together at the reception Nancy wanted to know if I was interested in my sexual fantasy about my wife to really come true that night. When she asked me that question I became very excited. I said that if she really wanted to and thought she could let other men fuck her that would be a wonderful surprise for me and I would love it. Nancy said that some of the men dancing with her were urging her to let them have sex with her in what they called a money fuck. They told her that what she was getting from the money dance was chump change compared to what they would be willing to pay for the chance of getting to fuck her tight little pussy. Nancy told eight of the men she was excited and ready to participate in this money fuck and invited them to come over to our apartment after the reception.

When we finally went back to our apartment she said that she wanted to surprise me and make my fantasy come true tonight so she had invited eight of the men from the reception money dance to come over to dance and have sex with her. Nancy told me that she had invited them over because she had become very excited and was willing to become a whore tonight like I wanted her to be in my fantasy. Her group of eight men arrived shortly and as Nancy began getting them all something to drink she had several drinks herself. As she got drunker and sexier the men began to talk to her about the money fuck. When Nancy told them that she was ready to do it the eight men decided that they would each pay her two hundred dollars to be part of the money fuck.

After deciding that they were each were going to pay two hundred dollars to get to fuck my sexy wife they started bidding to see which one was willing to pay the most and get to be the lucky one to take Nancy’s virginity. The winner bid an additional two hundred dollars to be the first one to shove his hard cock into Nancy’s warm wet virgin pussy and take her cherry making a real woman out of her. As they were bidding on her Nancy lay back in the recliner and pulled her wedding dress up revealing her white bikini panties. She slid her fingers under the leg openings and pulled them up into the slit of her pussy as the men went wild. After settling the bidding war they were getting very eager to get to the matter at hand, letting the winner take Nancy’s virginity so they could take their turns at fucking her tight little pussy.

With the bidding over Nancy began dancing some more with the men as she began slowly removing her clothes one piece at a time. The men began necking and feeling her up as she continued taking off her clothes getting closer and closer to being nude. When she unhooked her bra and her gorgeous big tits sprang out I thought that some of the old men were going to have a heart attack. They couldn’t believe how big her tits were and yet how firm they were with almost no sag. Nancy said that even though they were big she wished that they were twice as big and that someday she was going to have them made bigger.

With all of them eager to get started Nancy escorted the winner of the bid for her virginity into the bedroom. I was very excited because I always wanted my wife to be a horny slut and it was about to become true. Even though I wanted my wife to be a whore I also had some reservations because I also wanted my cock to be the first one into her virgin pussy. I decided that if I wasn’t going be first than I certainly was going to watch her loose her virginity and become a full-fledged woman.

Looking into the bedroom I watched as Nancy coyly took off her panties and lay down on the bed wearing only her garterbelt and stockings. She blushed shyly as the man who was to be her first lover came over and climbed into the bed with her. He began kissing and fondling her as he prepared her for losing her virginity. He alternately kissed her lips as he occasionally leaned down and kissing and sucking on her beautiful erect nipples. As they were kissing her began to play with her virgin pussy. Nancy was very quickly responding as she began to breathe very heavily. After about thirty minutes of this foreplay Nancy was extremely hot and her pussy was very wet. He had Nancy spread her legs as he climbed on top and prepared to penetrate her virgin pussy. Placing the tip of his cock at the entrance of her wet pussy he asked her if she was sure that she wanted to do this. Nancy quickly said “Yes, please fuck me now, I can’t wait any longer. Very slowly he penetrated her until he felt the resistance of her virginity. He asked her if she was ready and when she nodded he quickly entered her completely with one quick thrust. He quickly asked her if he had hurt her but she said that it didn’t hurt very much so he began to rhythmically pump his cock in and out of her. Very quickly she began to meet his thrusts with counter thrusts of her own as she began to enjoy her first sexual encounter. Nancy began moaning and thrashing around and after only a short time her entire body suddenly went rigid as she let out a small scream and growl as she reached her first orgasm. Shortly after she reached her orgasm he climaxed and filled her pussy with its first load of sperm. He smiled at Nancy and said you were wonderful. As he came out into the front room he said Wow!! That’s one sexy woman and what a tight wonderful pussy. You guys sure are going to have some fun tonight.

Nancy came staggering into the front room naked except for her stockings and garter belt. As drunk as she was she was all smiles and had a beautiful flush on her face that said she had just been fucked for the first time and had enjoyed it very much. Nancy wasn’t the same person who had gone into the bedroom a little while before. She was now a hot sexy complete woman ready for action. Nancy had another drink and quickly escorted her next eager donator into the bedroom to let him service her horny young pussy. Looking in on them was almost a repeat of her first session a few minutes earlier.

Nancy continued to come and get another man to fuck her as soon as the previous one was through. She would get another drink and taking the arm of another man would head back into the bedroom to let him get his share of her in this money fuck.

Nancy continued to have another drink each time she came out to get another of the men to service her. By the time she had finally finished with the eighth man she was so drunk that she could hardly stand much less walk as she staggered out naked into the front room to tell her donor’s goodbye. She had a very satisfied look on her face but her body looked very used as she thanked them for everything as they left.

When Nancy and I got up in the morning she was still very excited and happy. She said that she hoped that I was happy with her and that I had enjoyed how she acted the night before because she found that she loved sex and had really had a lot of fun letting these men fuck her. Nancy said “I hope you never change your mind about letting other men have me because I’m going to become a whore and there’s going to be lots of men fucking me from now on.”

While we were talking Nancy suddenly looked very concerned and said she suddenly remembered something that might be a big problem. When I asked Nancy what the problem was she said that she had gone to the doctor for a prescription for birth control pills. She said that he had given her the pills but she was in the middle of her cycle and she hadn’t started talking them yet. She said that as she had gotten drunk and horny she forgot all about the fact that she wasn’t protected from getting pregnant so there was a very good chance that one of the men might have bred her and made her pregnant the night before.

About three months later the doctor confirmed that Nancy was definitely pregnant. Although we did not know for sure we figured that the lucky man who fucked her first and took her virginity had probably been the one to breed her and make her pregnant. We decided that it really didn’t matter who had gotten her pregnant. All that was important was that she was going to have our baby. In July 1963, Nancy gave birth to a beautiful little baby girl, which was the greatest thing in our lives.

When Nancy had told me that she loved sex and that she was going to be a whore and have sex with as many men as she could handle she was understating her future actions. For the next seventeen years she went out four or five nights a week getting fucked by twenty five to thirty men each week. During these years she let thousands and thousands of men fuck her horny little pussy.

Very few of the men that fucked Nancy were repeat performances. There were only a handful of men that she fell for that she let service her horny body more than once. She found it much more exciting to go out and have sex with men she had never been with before.

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.

Her mother’s head turned to face her eighteen year old daughter, but she was in no condition to respond as she was in the midst of a riding her lover’s huge black cock to a stunning orgasm! “T-Tara!” she finally mumbled. “What are you doing here?!?” “I live here if you haven’t forgotten!” Tara replied coldly. “Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend?!?!” “This is Arthur,” Vera replied, “he sometimes takes care of me……..” Indeed!” Tara snapped. “And I suppose daddy knows all about Arthur?!?!” Before Vera had a chance to respond Arthur chimed in, “To tell you the truth he does, if it’s any of your business!” “I-I don’t believe it!” Tara replied incredulously. “It’s true, dear,” Vera replied, “your father just isn’t up to the task of shall we say taking care of my needs!” I-I don’t understand,” the stunned young woman replied. “It’s very simple, dear,” Vera sighed while working her pussy up and down on Art’s massive erection, “your father is a total loser in the love making department, and for the past five years or so Arthur has kept me from climbing the walls!”

Tara slumped against the wall in a state of complete shock while watching her mother ride Art’s huge cock for all she was worth! While she was still a virgin, Tara had sucked and jerked off her boyfriend’s cock on many occasions, and while it has always aroused her, it was nowhere near in the league of her mother’s boyfriend! Even though she could only see about half of his shaft, it was obvious that is was at least two times bigger than Jimmy’s dick! As her mother bounced up and down on the massive organ, Art cupped her mother’s large breasts in his huge black hands before leaning up and taking one of her rock hard nipples into his eager mouth! “Ohhhhhhh, Artie!” she gasped. “I-I’m gonna cum again, I-I’m so fucking close!” Then with cat like quickness Arthur grabbed Vera around her waist and in one motion rolled her over onto her back while keeping his pecker buried deep inside of her hot crack! Now Tara had a perfect view of Art’s huge hammer pounding in and out of her mother’s poor defenseless pussy! She locked her legs around the black giant’s back and then hung on for dear life as he pounded his meat in and out of her with brutal ferocity! Tara tried to look away, but she was too much like her mother, and without even realizing it slid her hand into her jeans and began masturbating wildly while staring at her mother’s straining vagina!

While her eyes glazed over Tara’s pussy teenage pussy lurched out of control in perfect time with her mother’s while Arthur roared as his black cock released load after load of hot jizz into the hot pussied white woman’s over heated snatch! When it was finally over, Arthur stood up slowly and turned to face the shell shocked young woman who had long since slumped to the floor in exhaustion! He slowly walked towards her with his huge cock bobbing menacingly before him! Although she was still wrung out from the experience, she was aware enough to realize that in just a matter of seconds her life would change forever! “Now it’s the baby’s turn,” Art said softly while slowly fisting his massive organ. “T-turn for what?!?” Tara asked feebly. “Suck it!” he replied firmly while pushing the incredible head only inches from her mouth! “N-nooooo, I can’t,” she mewled softly, “p-please, leave me alone.” He grabbed her roughly by the hair and forced her mouth against his huge dick head! She was in a state of absolute panic, but from across the room came the gentle reassuring voice of her mother who said, “Don’t fight it, darling, Arthur is a very considerate lover.” “You’re old enough now to experience what a huge black cock can do for you.” Her mother’s words were so soft and calming that she almost eagerly opened her mouth, allowing the smooth chocolate head to slide right in!”

Immediately Tara’s pussy drenched her panties as she rolled her tongue around Art’s massive head. God he tasted good! Nothing at all like Jimmy’s thin little pecker! In fact, she was becoming so aroused that the urge to put the thick monster into her virginal pussy was almost unbearable! With one hand she cupped Art’s big nut bag, while with the other she gently masturbated him up and down his long thick shaft! With his hands on his hips he stared down at her angelic face, and then with a loud grunt his cock shuddered hard in her hand, sending a torrent of hot spunk into her unsuspecting mouth! She nearly gagged when the first blast of hot cum slammed into her throat, but after several hard gulps she was able to drink down every last drop of his precious life giving liquid! When his cock was finally drained of its nectar, Art leaned down and easily scooped the hot mouthed cocksucker and carried her over to the bed where he lay her down next to her well fucked mother!

Art stared down at the mother daughter duo and ordered, “Okay, baby, strip off her clothes, it’s about time she found out what a real fuck is all about!” Tara certainly wasn’t the first teenager that Art had fucked, but he couldn’t quite remember having enjoying one quite this much! As Vera removed her daughter’s bra and panties, Art’s pecker began to stir as he drank in the unbelievable sight of the young beauty’s perfect supple body! Tara shuddered uncontrollably while eyeing Art’s full erection, but the need to be filled with hard cock over took her trepidation as she spread her legs and offered her tiny cunt for his own personal use! He slid easily on top of her, carefully pressing his gigantic head against her straining opening! Vera gently opened her daughter’s tight lips while running Art’s head up and down the trembling girl’s tiny slit! While Tara’s breathing was becoming increasingly labored her mother whispered softly to the black master, “She’s ready, baby, let her have it!”

It was really like and invasion! Tara’s tiny little pussy was about to be ravaged by a pecker that would rip most woman apart! Once the head popped inside, Tara gasped and moaned softly, “I-I don’t think I can take it, it’s sooooooooooo fucking huge!” Art loved hearing white bitches pleading for mercy at the hand of his massive organ, but mercy was something he was all out of as he slammed his muscular hips forward, driving his thick black spike balls deep into the tight little cunt! “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, mother!” she gasped. “He’s so fucking huge, it hurts sooooooooooo baaaaaaaaaaad!” “Do you want his to take it out?” she whispered into Tara’s ear. “Oh no!” she panted. “F-fuck me harder, I’m gonna fucking cum all over!” Vera leaned up and kissed Artie on the lips before whispering into his ear, “She loves your big fat cock, now make her cum like the little whore she is!” Art just loved fucking white trash, and this was a real treat fucking a cute little eighteen year old! As he pistoned in and out of the hot little snatch he quickly passed the point of no return when his cock head began doing all his thinking for him! He couldn’t have stopped now even if wanted to! His ass had literally become a battering ram as he pounded his black bamboo in and out of Tara’s poor little pussy with stunning alacrity! Years of pent up passion roiled close to the surface in Tara’s now wide open cunt! Vera leaned in and casually licked the poor girl’s nipples driving her ever so close to the precipice of her climax! Finally neither she or Artie could take it even another second as their loins locked and orgasms of brutal intensity ripped right through them, sending them crashing on the rocks of orgasm beach!

While they lay together in a twisted mass of arms and legs Vera whispered softly to her daughter, “Now do you understand, dear?” With a knowing smile the shell shocked youngster merely nodded her head before drifting off to sleep! Now she knew!