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I have been watching you at the bar ever since you and your hubby turned up – he is a very lucky man. Not only are you a very sexy and beautiful woman but you are clearly a very naughty girl too….that skirt is sooo short I daren’t get up from my seat her at the table in case you see how hard it has made me..That glimpse of tiny white material in a vee between your soft thighs is holding my gaze and I know other men in the pub have noticed! In fact I just got a text from Bill at the other end of the bar asking if I could see up your skirt and putting a bet on who is going to fuck you first….by the amount of people also looking at their phones I am guessing he has texted everyone in the pub so all men’s eyes are on you & your short skirt. Hubby must be loving this as he has just whispered in your ear and then slipped your jacket off over your shoulders…………Fuck Me that top is completely see thru and you have amazing tits. From here I can see how hard your nipples are so I imagine this is turning you on as well……I wonder if your panties are as wet as your nipples are hard? As if in answer to my question you look at me and part your legs……you naughty naught woman. Hubby laughs at my face and nods my way as if to say ‘its fine – screw her if you want…..she is an amazing fuck and I want to watch you finding that out’…….

I eventually get my erection under control and make my way to the bar holding your gaze and smiling at the cheeky glint in your eyes. As I get to the bar Bill nips in between your stool and my space at the bar and asks hubby if he can get wifey anything – his reply has me hard again in seconds ‘she’s got a drink thanks but what she really would like is your cock inside her…the thing is she is a greedy girl and wants more than just one in her……do you think you can help us out?’ you reach down between his legs and give his balls as gentle squeeze ‘do you want to empty these inside my lovely freshly shaved married pussy?’………

After accepting bills drink everyone sits down again, leaving you and hubby at the bar clearly both very aroused. You slip off your stool whisper in hubby’s ear and disappear off to the ladies – I am so tempted to follow you and fuck your brains out against the cubicle door but I sense that isn’t how you want this to play out……you return n having taken your knickers off and we all immediately start to enjoy the view…..then return to the bar and buy you a drink and begin rubbing my hand up and down your back and touching your thigh, but you object and push me away. Bill doesn’t seemed put off by this and puts his arm around your waist and gently feels your breast right in front of your husband,

‘If you are going to touch my breasts you will need to buy me another drink’ you say and immediately me, Bill and two other regulars call for another drink for the lady……’Oh she is no lady once she gets going’ your husband comments. You slug back all four drinks one after another whilst parting your legs to show us that your shaved married pussy is already wet and ready. our hands rub your inner thigh and I gently brush my fingers against your sweet lips but you grab my wrist and pull my hand away…only to pull them up to your mouth and lick them ‘Mmmmm – I think I am ready for you rough, drunken perverts to screw me now’ you say and your hubby draws the bolt across the door and announces a lock in.

You still have a hold of my wrist and you push my hand inside your flimsy top rubbing it against your rock hard nipples. Bill is already unzipped and stroking his cock in front of you and your hubby who is obviously turned on by all this slutty behaviour as his cock is straining in his jeans too. You slide forward off the stool which has the effect of bunching your skirt up around your waist showing off your beautiful bald pussy and ass…….Bill slides his hand between your thighs and rubs his hand in a sawing motion against your wet swollen lips and you buckle at the knees slightly and push down onto his hand… now the drink you necked have had the desired effect and you are lost in the moment so I pull my hand from your top and tell you to lie down on the floor and spread your legs. You husband agrees and tells you to take off your skirt first which you do – he then tells you to show everyone your cute behind so you give us a cheeky wiggle but I grab it and give it a good grope pulling the cheeks apart so we can all see your tight married arsehole.

You struggle away from my hands and lie down on your back. Bill grabs a leg and holds it apart and Mike – another local – grabs the other so you are completely exposed to us all… close your eyes and touch yourself…..

with Bill and Mike holding you down I knew between your thighs and slip a finger into you – you are so wet that I hardly need push at all – your cunt welcomes me in. You slide you hand up and pinch your clit between your thumb and finger rolling the hard nub between the finger tips and squeezing it as I use a second finger to open your wet married pussy up.

‘Look at her hungry little snatch’ Bill letches with his cock stood out full erect – your hubby takes your hand and wraps the fingers around Bill’s shaft even starting you off on a pumping motion….I slip my fingers out of you and use them to rub your juices around the skin between your lips and your puckered anus….and then after dipping into you again I rub my glistening fingers around your arsehole watching it tighten and relax as I tease the tight little opening of your arse….you moan with pleasure as I lean down and flick my tongue over the rim tasting your sweet pussy juices all around that taboo opening of your married anus. Hubby mutters about you being such a slut as he gets his phone out of his jacket and begins filming us.

Hearing you moan like that I get braver and placing my hands on your arse cheeks I spread you open even more until your anus is there in front of my face just waiting to be violated in front of everyone – including your husband and his camera. I flick the tip of my tongue around and across the stretched opening again and you try to push down onto my face but all you achieve is spreading your legs wider as Bill and mike hold on tight to you….I can smell your excitement and wonder how your anus tastes with all that sexual excitement that has been building between your thighs…..I roll my tongue up and push it against your rim as you relax and let me in…you filthy slut – lying on a pub floor naked from the waist down with your legs being held apart as a stranger fucks your arse with his tongue……… pull on your clit as if to punish yourself for enjoying being such a slut

It’s all too much for poor old Bill watching me eat and tongue fuck your asshole as you wank him off and he cums – spraying his sticky seed all over your face and in your hair. Hubby takes your hand from Bill’s shaft and rubs the sticky cum into your face with your fingers before pushing them into your mouth to clean them up.

Ed from the other end of the bar has come round by this point and has unzipped himself and positioning himself with his feet either side of your head – I think he is going to fuck your mouth and he is a big fella so you had better be ready for this……I want to watch your throat open up to take him all in so I move my face from between your spread ass cheeks and taking my cock in my hand I guide it into your wet excited married cunt…you feel so warm and soft as your muscles clench around my shaft pulling my cock deep inside you and holding me inside you.

Ed knees down over your face and like the good slut you are you open your mouth wide to take his hard shaft in. As the swollen tip hits the back of your throat you gag slightly and most of the men laugh…hubby zooms in! with your legs still pulled apart and Ed on your face I start to pound into your very wet very ready pussy… cock slams deep into and I have to be careful not to pull myself out with each hard forceful thrust. I can see Ed moving back and forth against your mouth and here muffed groans and the occasional gagging noise which has caused most of the others to unzip and start jerking off over you….lying on your back on a pub floor with two strangers holding your legs apart with one man fucking your married cunt whilst another is shoving his cock down your throat and hubby is filming it all……..I can feel my balls begin to tighten and know that any second now I will shoot my hot messy seed deep into your pussy but looking down as my cock slips out I can resist feeling your tight little anus milk me and so I push my well lubed shaft against your tight puckered rim and as you relax I slide straight in and almost immediately start pumping you full of my cum.

As my spent cock slides out of your stretch arse and cum seeps out onto the carpet I here Ed hold his breath and thrust hard – almost pinning your head to the floor – as he too fills you with his cum…..he fills your mouth and hubby gets you to look up at the camera as it runs down your cheeks and you lick your lips…..with Bill’s cum still in your hair and Eds almost over flowing from your mouth you look such a messy girl. Mick lets go of you leg to finish jerking himself off and as his cock twitches and sprays all over your stomach and tits Dirty ol Alan the landlord comes round from behind the bar…….

Alan is in his late fifties and is a proper pervert – he is always rubbing up against the young students he employs to wear short skirts and pull pints and it is rumoured that he has even been known to cope a feel and even a finger when helping very very drunk female punters out at lock up time……in short he is a really dirty old perv and not one you would want near your wife – but your Hubby is so carried away with watching his lovely wife behaving in such a dirty, slutty way that I don’t think he would have cared if someone had brought the broom from behind the bar into play.

You are so exhausted from the last 15 minutes of relentless filthy fun and being used in such a physical way that mixed with the effect of all the booze we had kept buying you almost look asleep……dead drunk and dead tired. What Dirty ol Alan is about to do is almost rape……’put her up on the table’ he says and taking an arm and a leg each we lift you off the floor – you seem so floppy and tired but you don’t complain as Alan grabs your legs and puts your ankles against his shoulders before spreading your pussy apart with both hands and chuckling is pervy chuckle to himself. He is already unzipped and hard and he moves his hips around until the tip of his veiny cock is against the stretch opening of your pussy and then he begins to fuck you…..each thrust makes your whole sleepy body move up the table – men stand around unzipped with cum dripping from their now soft cocks watching you get used by this dirty old perv. He lets go out your legs and he pushes them down either side of him spreading you open form his pleasure. Hubby zooms in to record your wet used cunt being pumped as Alan starts pinching and pulling your clit……..despite being almost unconscious your entire body trembles when he does this and you let out a series of small moans. This encourages Alan who with us all cheering him on begins to slam into you so hard I am surprised hubby doesn’t stop him…….your body shakes and tenses up before you let out a loud gasp and you relax and go completely floppy – now I think you are unconscious – knocked out by your own orgasm. As Alan slams hard into you and adds his own messy cum to your married pussy the house lights go on and his wife storms into the pub from the back room…….people scatter quickly zipping up their trousers and making for fire exits and unlocking the front door…leaving just Alan stood between your thighs with his cum dripping from you as you lat back fucked unconscious on the table………..hubby hides behind the jukebox but hasn’t stopped filming…………he keeps filming as Alan’s wife makes him carry you undressed and cum covered and dump you outside – not her problem anymore!

Author’s Note: This is a work of fiction. The events within this story never happened and are solely created for the reading pleasure of this website.

It was a wild weekend I would never forget. A good friend of mine invited me to a party which was awesome because I had been working all week and really needed a place to vent some energy and just cut loose. This party was all that and then some. There was a lot of booze, loud thumping music and a crap load of hot women who were drunk and ready to have some fun. I was happy to be there and started to drink and dance around, basically have a grand old time. As I was parting, I saw someone I hadn’t seen in a while.

Her name was Christine and she was the hottest women from the office that I had been currently employed at. Christine had a smokin’ hot body, extremely long brown hair that went half way down her back and was a complete flirt so it was always fun to hang around with her. I casually drifted over and politely offered to refill a drink for her and she gladly accepted. We talked for a while and while she had a lot to say, I couldn’t help but keep looking at her legs and ample breasts, wishing that I could take her home and make out with her all night. She didn’t seem to feel the same way as she took off for the bathroom with some friends and do her own thing.

I was just happy to mingle and let it go, turning my attention back to the party, doing my own thing as well. As the night went on, I got a little trashed and was having a lot of fun. The crowd started to die down around midnight, but I was still having too much fun to take off. I wandered upstairs to look around and see who was still around, and much to my surprise there was a lot of drunk people either barfing or staggering around from being too intoxicated. I walked over to the master bedroom, where my friend’s parents would sleep when they were home, and there was someone lying on the massive king sized bed. As I walked into the room, I was able to see that it was Christine. She was awake but complete wasted and too drunk to even walk. She was lying down because she was feeling sick and wanted to settle her stomach.

I could tell that she was completely trashed. So drunk that there was a very good chance that she wasn’t going to remember a single thing the next morning and have one hell of a hangover to go with it. I smile crossed my face as I walked into the master bedroom and I stopped for a moment to close the door. She was too tired and drunk to realize that I had softly and quietly locked the door behind me so that no one else would come in and interrupt us. I could see her awesome legs because she was wearing a killer skit that would make it easy for me to feel her legs. I could feel her wiggle as I smoothed my hand across the back of her leg, feeling her up all the way to her beautiful ass. She whimpered as I grabbed her ass and looked up at me confused as I crawled onto the bed and on top of her. I rolled her over and we were face to face, and before Christine could say anything I leaned down and forced her to kiss me. As I was kissing her, I took my hand and put it under her short shirt. She tried to fight me off but it was no use as I slipped a finger under her thong and started to rub the lips of her pussy. She moaned as she became wetter with each stroke. After a few strokes, I got even braver and inserted a finger into her wet hole. I could see the look on her face as I went two knuckles in and began to fuck her with my finger. She tried to squirm but I didn’t let go and kept fingering her sopping wet pussy.

After kissing her, I started to open her shirt, revealing her amazing breasts that I didn’t hesitate to suck and lick. She was too drunk and tipsy to put up a fight and I was too strong as well. My cock was rock hard and ready to go after feeling and licking her body, so I took off my pants and positioned myself between her hips. She started to fight back more, but I could tell she was very weak from the alcohol and I had no trouble holding her arms and pinning her frail body to the king sized bed. I had taken off her thong and rolled her skit up all the way to her hips, leaving her wet pussy exposed and ready to be penetrated against her will. I saw a tear fall from her eye, and all it did was turn me on more and my cock got harder. Christine let out a short whimper as the head of my cock parted her pussy lips and slowly entered her. I could see the look on her face as her mouth gaped open with shock as I forced all of myself inside her, going in as deep as I could. Then I started to fuck her, pushing my cock in and out of her so much that my balls slapping up against her ass.

I could feel her pussy clinging to my cock as she was tensing up, trying to resist me as much as she could and all it did was make my feel better as I kept stroking in and out of her with force, fucking her brains out. She tried to resist, but I held her down and forced her to take every pump, forcing myself into her deeper and deeper with each thrust. She was crying and unable to stop what was going on, and with the door locked there was nothing to stop me from doing whatever I wanted to her. A few strokes later and I could feel that she was having an orgasm. She tried to hide it from me but I could feel it as her pussy was gushing and it was only a matter of time before I joined her. I watched her face and could see her wince and cry a little more as I blew my sperm deep inside her. I let out a groan of my own and pushed my cock as deep inside her as I could, spraying my seed inside her.

We were both exhausted and sweaty from the ordeal, and I was going to say something to her a few moments later only to realize she had passed out from a combination of the alcohol and the intense sex. Rather than leave Christine there for someone else to walk in and do what I just did to her, I decided to stay there and sleep with her. I took the time to strip her naked and I also took all of my own clothing off before covering both of us up. I went to sleep and didn’t do anything else to her for the rest of the night but cuddle. Our cuddling also made sure she slept on her side so that she wouldn’t choke to death should she vomit during her rest.

The next morning, we both woke up in the king sized bed, naked and in each other’s arms. I could tell by the confused look on Christine’s face that she didn’t remember a single thing from the night before. She rolled over and looked at my naked self there with her and it didn’t take her long to put two and two together. She gave me a half smile before asking, “Did we make out last night?”

“We sure did,” I answered with a smile. “You were an animal last night!”

She let out a deep sigh, obviously frustrated that she did something she was suddenly beginning to regret. “Is there anyway we can keep this between us?”

“I can’t see why not.” I said with a smile, “but on one condition.”

“What would that be?” She asked with a coy smile on her face. She knew what I was asking for and seemed to accept the price of my silence. She leaned over and kissed me and we began to make out again on the bed. I ran a hand up her leg and started to finger her pussy and it was wet and ready to go. Christine however was fully involved this time as she decided to be more proactive. She went under the covers and I laid there in stunned silence as I watched her head travel down my body and stopping over my hard and erect cock. I gave out a soft whimper as I could feel her soft mouth engulf my cock and take in every inch. She went on to give me the best head I ever had in my life, licking, sucking and deep throating me to the point where I almost blew a load in her mouth.

Before I could do that, Christine climbed on top of me and climbed on top of my cock, slowly lowering her wet pussy into my cock. She let out a gasp of her own as she lowered herself onto me until it was all inside her and she started to ride the shit out of me. I could tell by how the juices were flowing down the shaft of my penis that Christine was having a hard orgasm, and she didn’t hesitate to moan and groan as she pumped harder and harder as it went on.

After Christine finished cumming, I rolled her over and got her to get on all fours, with her knees and elbows on the bed. I got behind Christine’s amazing ass and fucked her pussy doggie style. She moaned even louder as I entered her from behind and started talking dirty the longer and harder I pounded her pussy. She started to moan louder and louder, and I could hear how wet she was as I kept pounding her harder and harder. Before long I could feel the sperm gushing out of my cock and went deep inside her again to release my seed inside Christine. She moaned again one last time as she could feel my hot semen shooting inside her. We crashed back on the bed and laid there, kissing and snuggling, feeling each other up.

She was in for a surprised as I used her own juices from her orgasm to lube my finger, which I softly inserted into her tight asshole. She started to moan again as I finger fucked her tight asshole. I leaned over and kissed her while fingering her asshole and I could tell she loved every second of it. I felt Christine’s hand go between my legs as she played with my cock, hoping it would come back up to play again. After a short bout of kissing and heavy petting, my cock was getting hard again and I was ready for round number two. I climbed on top of her and quickly slid my cock back inside her wet pussy and Christine stated to moan again as I fucked her missionary to another hard orgasm. After she came, my cock was drenched in her cum, and I used that as my lube. In the same missionary position, I spread her out and slowly stuffed the head of my cock into her tight asshole.

“I’ve never let someone fuck me in the ass.” Christine said as she tensed up. I could tell by the look on her face she was an ass virgin. She bit her lip and arched her back as the head of my cock entered her asshole and I slowly started to sink my cock into her one inch at a time until I was balls deep inside her ass. As I started to stroke her virgin ass, I watched with surprise as she reached down with her own hand and started to finger her own pussy, bringing her to orgasm while I fucked her up the ass. She was wincing in pain, but that was to be expected during her first time. I loved every moment of it but it didn’t take long for me to cum again, as I shot another hot load into her ass. Christine let out a yelp as she could feel the semen inside her and I could tell she loved it.

After I took my cock out of her ass, I kissed her again and smiled. “This will be our little secret.” and with that I hopped out of bed and went to the bathroom to clean up. When I came out of the bathroom, Christine had dressed and already left the bedroom. I made up the bed and slipped out of the house before anyone could tell that I was in the master bedroom. Thank goodness the host of the party’s parents didn’t come back for another few days so I stayed there and helped everyone clean the place up and make it look like new when the owners returned. Was the least I could do considering the fun I had. I didn’t see Christine again until a few months later, but that’s another story for another day.

One of my old college roommates back east who remains a close friend called me to let me know he was finally getting married. After several long relationships he finally felt he met the right woman. Ben asked if I would fly in and be one of the groomsmen in his wedding. I had not been back to my old stomping grounds for over 10 years and thought it would be fun so I agreed.

My wife Pam and I had reservations to fly in on Friday morning of the wedding weekend. The rehearsal was scheduled for Saturday evening with a dinner after and a Sunday wedding. He also mentioned that a few of the participants would be meeting Friday evening at 8:00 pm at the church for an informal walk though and mentioned that his best man had a bachelor party set up for Friday after the activities.

Pam and I flew into town Friday, checked into our hotel and then drove around town so I could see all of the changes. As the afternoon wore on my wife said she was getting hungry so we stopped for a small bite to eat and then went back to the hotel. Around seven I asked Pam if she was going to get ready and go with me to the church. She told me to go ahead and enjoy the evening she would meet everyone tomorrow. She said she might just go down to the bar and have a couple drinks and go to bed early.

When I got to the church it was good to see Ben and I met Jimmy his best man and the rest of the guys in the wedding. We went through about 30 minutes of planning and then spent a little time arranging the reception hall. Jimmy got a phone call during our preparation and did not look to happy. He called several of the guys together and told them that two of the three strippers canceled on him and the last girl would not work the party alone. He asked everyone if they had any ideas or knew anybody to contact. The guys sort of meandered around discussing options.

I asked Jimmy for his cell number and where the party would be held. I told him I would call him in a while and meet him at the party. All kind of thoughts were going through my head. After our Christmas party Pam had said what an exciting time she had but she kind of indicated she probably would not do anything like that again. We used it during our sex to spice things up but even when some of the guys from work hinted at a repeat we played down the idea.

When I got to the car I called Pam and asked what she was doing. She indicated she was at the hotel bar having a drink. I told her to wait there and I would be there in about 10 minutes. When I got to the bar Pam was sitting in a booth having a drink in some casual clothes. I told Pam what had happened with the girls and she just looked at me with a blank expression on her face.

My wife asked me to get her a shot of rum. When I returned she took the shot and then asked “are you wanting me to work the party?” I had a million dirty images racing though my mind and I just smiled at her. Pam looked at me and smiled back and said I’m going to need a couple more drinks……

We devised a plan and I called Jimmy on his cell. I told him I found a hooker working our hotel bar and she was interested in the job. Jimmy told me to tell her there was $1500 for her participation and the party would be ending about 2-3 in the morning. We looked at each other, Pam nodded her head and then I told Jimmy she agreed. He told me to bring the girl and meet him and the other stripper and the party hotel bar. I told him it would be about 30 minutes before we could arrive.

Pam and I went to our room so she could change. She put on her garter belt and stockings but purposely didn’t put on any panties. She hadn’t brought any nasty cloths so she put on her tight black knee length dress and her heels. We walked toward the car I asked her if she was sure she wanted to go through with the evening and she just gave me a kiss and kept walking to the car.

Jimmy met us at the bar entrance which looked like an old-fashioned lounge. We went inside where the other girl was waiting. Jimmy introduced Pam to Kara a blonde who looked like she was 16 but she must have been at least 18 wearing a typical slut wear type skit which barely covered her goods. Pam felt a little insecure at being nearly twice the girls age but when Jimmy handed identical envelopes to each girl with $1500 inside her heart fluttered with excitement at the thought that tonight she was to be a paid whore at a stag party. Kara asked “Okay, just to confirm we are here until whatever time in the morning this all ends and I don’t have to do anything I am uncomfortable with?”

Jimmy acknowledged her question with a quiet nod and led the two across the bar though the Main Lounge to the elevators. When we arrived at the suite Jimmy opened the door. Immediately Pam cast her eyes around to take in her new surroundings. The room was large, lit with the dim electric lights that imitated candles in shape, flickering which made the room feel like an old dingy comfortable club with armchairs, low tables, a sofa and a very plush carpet on the floor. A bar was at one end and a large open fire in an old inglenook fireplace at the other corner. Pam took all this in almost immediately and then did a double take. There must have been twenty five or more men in that room including two younger boys who didn’t even look to be 18 years old! She was, for tonight a paid whore who had been given the opportunity to back out and had taken the money.

As Pam and Kara entered the room all eyes turned upon them. Pam went straight over to the bar and asked for a double rum and coke which she downed quickly. The two girls mingled with the group and I noticed the alcohol my wife had been drinking seemed to kick in because she started getting a little touchy feely with the guys. I also noticed the younger boys, who I found out were Ben’s nephews Tim and Ricky always seemed to be near my wife and trying to cop a feel. Pam knew that the others would all follow soon enough; the difference was that she knew every man there was going to use her.

A little while later someone turned on some music and Kara got in the middle of the room and started dancing to get the entertainment started. My wife was watching from the side of the room and I noticed Tim and Ricky had been drinking and were getting a lot bolder with their intentions. Pam was nervously watching Kara start to remove her top when Ricky forced his mouth onto hers. She responded and then felt hands behind her fondling and groping her ass cheeks through her dress. She realized almost instantly they weren’t Ricky’s and broke the kiss to turn her head and kissed Tim. As my wife turned back to Ricky she felt her dress lift as Tim’s young hands groped for her flesh. Tim let out a loud “holy shit she’s not wearing panties” when he got Pam’s dress up enough to see her goods.

The best man Jimmy yelled “Hey Ricky, turn her so we can watch you two fuck her.” Tim and Ricky did not appear too experienced but were able to push Pam onto all fours at an angle so that they could watch Kara now dancing nude and the group could watch them violate my wife. Pam felt more completely used than in her whole life, it was her they were preparing to fuck but their excitement was coming from watching another woman dancing and stripping. Ricky quickly unzipped his young hard prick and unceremoniously shoved his cock into my wife’s mouth.

Behind her Tim said “are you ready to be fucked slut?” as he awkwardly flipped her dress over her back while trying to undo his pants. Without any preparation Tim slammed 7 inches of young hard meat stick straight into her female slit. Tim moaned “oh god a real pussy” as everyone started to laugh. My wife gasped at the suddenness of the assault as he literally pounded her and with each thrust pushed her mouth onto Ricky’s erect member forcing it down her throat. After just a few seconds Tim must have been close to cumming as he pulled out and began spreading her ass cheeks to look at her small puckered back hole. Pam knew what he wanted to do to her although maybe even under these circumstances he was too bashful or unsure.

When Tim gently probed her ass with a wet finger Pam dropped Paul’s blue veined member from her mouth and held it in her hand so she could speak, “You can fuck my ass if you want to…..” Based on my wife’s last adventure I’m not sure why but her words still surprised me. Tim needed no further encouragement as he spit on his cock and slammed his fuck stick straight up her butthole in a hard and almost vicious move which made her moan in pain. Tim cried out “oh my god” as he must have got his first piece of ass. He yelled” oh fuck Ricky you should try her asshole.”

Ricky yelled “well don’t make it too loose then you selfish bastard. How about we swap ends?”

Tim ignored the request as my wife grunted with each pump in her ass. Pam felt him losing control as he fucked her rear entry even faster. Tim’s jackhammer had only been working her bung hole less than minute when he suddenly tensed up and flailed his arms moaning “oh fuck here I cum” as she felt her insides sprayed with his hot cum. Tim only laid his head on her back for a few seconds and then pulled his deflated beef stick out of my wife’s anus without any consideration saying “nice ass you slut” and simply smacked her bottom as hard as he could on her cheek as my wife yelped. Tim left a bright red welt on her posterior as he stood up and walked towards the bar.

Almost immediately Ricky pulled his cock out of my wife’s mouth and maneuvered around to stick his fudge packer in her little brown exhaust pipe that was already starting to leak some jism. Ricky spread her cheeks wide to put her puckered little poop hole on display as pushed the mushroomed cap on his young back door intruder against her sphincter. He was slowly and deliberately poking his cock against her back slit; Ricky would slowly press the now bright purple bell on the tip of his roto-rooter until my wife’s o-ring would start to open and then pulled it out teasing Pam.

My wife was making a low groaning noise as he slowly pushed until the head dilated her anal orifice. This time Ricky drove the entire length of his fuck stick in her exit hole and then back out. Pam turned to vent her frustration as she mouthed “fuck my ass” and then realized why his asshole plugging of her was more gentle and slow, he was performing for a number of other guys who grouped beside them to watch her being used in primal and most submissive way.

At this point no one was using her mouth Pam could see parts of the rest of the room. Kara was now naked not even wearing shoes or stockings and dancing as guys were trying to cop a feel. Pam could hear Ricky moaning and she pushed back on his cock that was up her shitter and started to fuck it, she knew it would make him cum sooner and she wanted to stand up. Then suddenly another man was kneeling in front of her, unzipping himself so that he could release himself and shoved his cock right at her mouth. In an instant he was holding the back of her head using her mouth like another opening for a deposit. Not waiting for her to suck or lick but literally fucking her throat causing her to gag. He exploded almost immediately but continued to fuck her mouth as she tried to swallow but she couldn’t. The throat fucking caused her to gage and most of the white love piss to run from her mouth. He carried on and on and with every thrust she bounced on Ricky’s organ in her caboose until she felt him tighten and shoot deep inside her bowels.

Ricky withdrew almost gently and stood up whilst another man knelt between her open knees and entered her in the natural way. Before she realized she had another semen shooter in her mouth and the guy tensed and shot a second load but this time as he came he pulled out so his baby spunk shot into her hair and on her face. The man in her female pee slit came shortly after but as another man moved towards her she heard a suggestion that they should strip her naked first. The men around her seemed to agree and the zip of her dress was undone all the way down to her ass before she could even stand up. She stepped out of it and one of the men scooped it up and tossed it over the back of a nearby chair.

My wife was pushed back onto her knees as the guys surrounded her and unzipped their zippers and her mouth was passed from cock to cock without any chance for her to be even aware what was really happening or who’s cock was who’s. Hands reached from behind to maul her breasts. Two fingers were pushed into her ass and scooped some of the bull gravy that had been left there; the results were fed into her mouth as she was moved between pricks. Her eagerness incited the guys to remark “eat it slut” suck the cocks whore” and more. Pam was thinking that all of these men would see her tomorrow and she would see them at the Reception.

The cock circle using my wife’s mouth went on for maybe ten minutes. None of the men were going to cum, Pam didn’t have enough time with any cock for that and none seemed in any hurry to either fuck her or wank onto her face which is what she had expected. Pam had always thought that men liked that because it degraded the woman. Or, she guessed, just maybe that they were holding out as the evening was still young and she knew that this was going to go on for a long time yet.

“I want to try something. John can you lay down and let her get on top of you?” John was one of their older neighbors and without questioning he undid his trousers and pushed them down and lay on the floor. She was helped by many hands to sit astride him and he pushed himself into her cunt. “John, pull the whore down towards you. I’m gonna fuck her ass at the same time.”

There were cries of “Go for it”, and “Bet she can’t take you both”, and “You’ll never get up there as well.” Pam heard them but was already concentrating on relaxing as much as she could. My wife had done this before and was ready because she was getting more frustrated and needed her own fulfillment. She was pulled forward, face to face with the neighbor and hands pulled her cheeks apart to expose her little rosebud which already starting to not fully close leaking two deposits of cum. She felt the accustomed head nudge gently at her tightest hole and then groaned loudly as it was unceremoniously pushed deep inside her rectum. “Oh fuck yeah take that you whore” said the voice from behind.

My wife didn’t need any more encouragement as she moved up on her knees and then started slamming back against the two cocks filling her holes. She started yelling “fuck me harder” as she slammed her backside against the two guys. My wife was now using two cocks for her own pleasure as she moaned loudly. The group around them was silent for a moment and then started cheering her efforts. Pam worked up to a frenzied pace pounding the two poles in her orifices and moaning loudly”ungh, uunngh, uuuunnnnngh.” Her body began to shake as she slammed the cocks one last time until her whole body started convulsing.

The spasms of my wife’s orgasm caused two guys who seemed to just be along for the ride to tense up almost in unison and deposit their baby seed into her lower holes. The whole thing lasted maybe five minutes and as one withdrew from her ass and she was pushed sideways as her neighbor stood up, neither man so much as acknowledged she now existed as they high fived the group.

For a moment she lay still on her side and was aware only of men, naked from the waist down around her. She heard Tim and Ricky saying “did you see that cock slut? We can top that.” She looked behind her to see the two younger boys back and standing over her with their poles at full mast. The two whispered to each other as her stomach tightened at what they might be saying. Two hands pulled her to her knees so that she could give her mouth to them and she heard Tim’s voice “suck both cocks whore and make it good.”

Pam was busy trying to work the two cocks in her mouth just a minute or so when heard Tim say “shall we?” Ricky nodded his approval and lay down on the carpet. Tim lifted Pam with his hands around her to be on top of Ricky, stomach to stomach. Pam then felt Tim guide the head of Ricky’s steel hard young prick past her sphincter and back into her rear exit. Only when Tim crawled behind her did she fully realize what they intended to do next. My wife turned to voice her displeasure but I was so horny and wanted to see what happened next I stuck my cock in her mouth to let the boys continue. Tim lubed the head of his organ and started pushing it against his brothers’ cock and my wife’s anal orifice.

Pam started making some really loud guttural sounds as Tim pushed his rock hard young cock against her already filled opening. Tim groaned as he pushed harder and then my wife screamed “oh my god” as Tim’s reproductive organ joined his brothers’ in my wife’s ass. Pam turned quickly to keep the two from moving as she got used to the girth stretching her sphincter. As Pam got more comfortable she laid her head on Ricky’s chest which cued Tim to start boning her bum. She began to moan as the two young guys both started pounding her ass meat-to-meat.

Pam was both excited and ashamed as the violent double penetration went on and then she felt a third cock back at her mouth and heard my voice “suck it for me.” She had her two brothers fucking her backside and her husband using her mouth. With the increased speed of their buggering her derriere Pam knew that it wasn’t going to last much longer and she felt Tim stiffen and slam his semen shooter as far in as he could as he shot his wad deep into her ass. From underneath Ricky pounded her ass a few more times and then unloaded his jizz into the recesses of her bowels. I couldn’t take anymore and fucked her mouth furiously making her choke as I made another deposit down her throat.

My wife mentally counted; that’s five loads up her ass including a new first two at once, three in her mouth and two in cunt in only an hour since they started and she figured she would have to take at least double that many again before all this was over.

She lay still for a while as hands probed and groped her it was one of Ben’s school friends Dave pulled her to her knees by tugging prompting she took his cock into her mouth. For the next few minutes he continually abused Pam’s breasts and nipples until he shot a huge load into her mouth. She looked up at him and opened her mouth, still holding his cum there. “Swallow it whore”, he hissed at her and as Pam did so he slapped both her breasts as hard as he could causing a yelp at which he looked pleased as he turned and Pam watched him walk away.

The next two men were easy. She was positioned over the arm of the sofa and they just fucked her cunt until they came. Nothing special, nothing kinky Pam was grateful for the rest but pushed back on them to make the experience of fucking her memorable. When both had finished they simply sat in armchairs nearby watching her and Pam realized that no-one else was waiting to use her body, not yet anyway. She did a quick mental tally, five ass, four cunt, four mouth and one on her face, eleven men so far with Tim and Ricky twice.

Pam sat up and saw that most of the men had gathered around talking. She could not forget being double penetrated in her ass, by two boys. She was still lost in these thoughts when she saw Jimmy, the best man, approaching her, carrying bottles of beer, one he was drinking and the other two he offered to the seated men. “Was she good? Worth the money?” Jimmy was asking the questions.

Tim and Ricky jumped forward “Of Course, Her ass was so tight. I never had a woman there before. I’ve never been out with the sort of slut that would even think of letting a man well you know.” Tim continued “you should fuck the whore’s ass.”

“I think I will” Jimmy said as he moved behind my wife, unzipped and pulled out his cock. His organ was normal length, but is looked as round as coke can. Pam felt her ass cheeks parted and the largest cock of the evening filling her rectum as Ben finally decided to try her mouth. Jimmy fucked her ass hard. She knew her back door was well lubricated now with arse-grease that was leaking from it as she started to get excited. He didn’t last long however and Pam soon felt another cock unload inside her anus.

It was a pretty normal wedding. My older cousin Jack finally married his girlfriend Venus after about 5 years together, and most of our family showed up. Venus looked nice in her dress that showed off her hips and cleavage. I kept thinking to myself that Jack was a lucky guy to end up with a woman like that.

The reception was really nice. It was in the dining hall of the hotel most of us were staying at. Of course, because I was single and didn’t bring a date, a bunch of my cousins and aunts wanted to dance with me. It wasn’t too bad, but I wished that their would have been some friends of theirs I could have danced with too.

Towards the end of the night, I was sitting at the table sipping on some wine when my aunt Caitlin came and sat next to me. She was wearing a yellow and white flowery tank dress that came down to her knees, and white open-toed heels. Her light-red hair fell down to her shoulders. Her hazel eyes were barely open, so I knew she was either tired, or had a little too much to drink.

“Hey Nicky, how you doin’ tonight?” she asked me. I smiled at her, knowing that she was the only one that called me Nicky instead of Nick, and only when she was drunk.

“I’m fine, Aunt C. Just enjoying the night.”

“Yeah, I saw you dancing out there. You’re such a nice boy for dancing with your aunts like that, especially me. You know I have two left feet.”

I laughed, thinking to myself that I haven’t been a boy in a long time. “It’s no problem, Aunt C. You weren’t too bad out there yourself.”

“You’re just saying that because I’m your aunt.” Her head swayed a little as she said this.

“Aunt C, I’m a little tired, and you look like you are too. Can you walk me upstairs to my room?” I knew that if I just said she was tipsy, that would most likely cause an argument.

“Yeah, that’s a good idea. I’ve had enough dancing for one night.”

I stood up and held out my hand. She took it used my arm for support as we began walking. The only person who even noticed us was my mom, and I just told her I was helping Aunt C upstairs. She just nodded in understanding and went back to dancing with my father.

As we took the elevator up to her floor, Caitlin leaned into me more. I could still smell her perfume, with it’s floral scent. She just kept rambling on about how I was such a good nephew, unlike some of my cousins who didn’t bother with her. I just kept silent and made sure she didn’t fall. The elevator arrived and we stepped out and walked down the hall to her room. She reached into her purse, pulled out the card key, and opened the door. We stepped in and I gently kicked the door closed behind us.

I walked Caitlin over to the bed and sat her down. She leaned back against the pillows and kicked her shoes off, causing them to fall to the carpet. I turned to get her a bottle of water from the mini fridge across the room. When I turned back around, Caitlin’s dress was down to her waist, showing her strapless white lace bra which was holding up her still-ample cleavage. As I watched in stunned silence, she stood up and slid the dress off to the floor. I was shocked to see my aunt wearing a matching white lace thong. I felt a twitch in my pants at the sight before I came to my senses and walked over to her to give her the bottle of water.

She sat on the bed and took a sip of the water. “”Thanks, Nicky. You’ve always been such a good nephew.”

“No problem, Aunt C.” I replied. As she looked up at me, I couldn’t help but notice the faint outline of her nipples through her bra. I felt another twitch in my pants.

“You wanna stay for a minute and keep your auntie company?” she asked me. It may have been my imagination, but I thought I saw her glance directly at my crotch after she said this.

“Um, sure, I can stay for a little, make sure you’re okay.” I sat down on the bed next to her. She took another long sip of the water and then placed her head on my shoulder. My heart started beating a little faster.

“Wasn’t that such a beautiful wedding?”

“Yeah, Aunt Caitlin, it was real nice.”

“I remember how it was to be so young and in love,” she said, her hand falling onto my leg. “Now I feel good if I see a guy even looking at me and my old self.”

“You aren’t that old, Aunt C, and you still look good,” I heard myself say.

“There you go trying to cheer an old woman up again,” she said. Her hand slid a little higher up my leg.

“Um, I’m not trying to cheer you up. Just trying to be honest.”

“You’re so sweet,” she said before kissing me on my cheek. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, feeling action happening in my pants. I wanted to jump up and leave the room, but my legs just wouldn’t work. I silently prayed that my aunt wouldn’t notice the bulge forming close to her hand.

We sat there in silence for a few moments. “Help me up, Nicky,” Caitlin said. She began to stand up and I held her arm. As she stood, her hand slid up the rest of my thigh and rubbed against my crotch. I watched in shock as Caitlin just stood there for a moment. I hoped she didn’t notice anything.

“And what was that?” she asked, her eyes moving down to my bulge. I sat on the bed, trying to stammer out a reply. “Was that for me?” There was so much I wanted to say at that moment, but no words escaped my mouth. Before I realized what was happening, Aunt Caitlin was on her knees in front of me, her hands on my zipper.

“I guess this old woman can still attract someone,” she said, her hazel eyes meeting mine. She began to unzip my pants and pull out my hard cock.

“Um, Aunt C-c-c-caitlin, I don’t think we should be doing this.”

“It’s okay, babe, I’ve seen enough cocks in my day.”

“B-b-b-but,” I started, but her lips wrapped around my shaft, stopping my argument right there on my tongue. My head started spinning. This is my AUNT! I’ve known her since I was a baby! Hell, she changed my diapers! None of that mattered, however, when I felt how good her warm mouth felt on my dick, Caitlin’s tongue flicking around my head. I moaned and instinctively reached out to stroke her hair. Caitlin’s head bobbed up and down, her lips working my shaft. She reached up with a hand and started stroking it, her soft hands feeling good on my dick. As I leaned back, enjoying the feeling, Caitlin slowed down her movements. Caitlin slid my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth until it touched the back of her throat. This sent me over the edge. I let out a loud moan as I felt the pressure build up in my cock and then release. My hot semen shot out of my cock, aided by Caitlin’s stroking hand. Caitlin kept her lips firmly on my dick, swallowing my entire load.

I was breathing deeply and my head was spinning. Caitlin looked up at me and smiled. She casually wiped the corner of her mouth with a finger and moaned in pleasure. “That was good. I haven’t done that in a while,” she said, a grin on her face. I was still trying to catch my breath and couldn’t respond. Caitlin then stood up in front of me. Looking directly into my eyes, she reached behind her and undid the clasp on her bra. Her full, round breasts spilled out as the bra fell to the floor. Caitlin took a step towards me and, putting my hands on her waist, I pulled her closer. I could smell her sweat and perfume on her as I buried my face in her tits. I began licking and kissing on them, filling my mouth with her nipples. I let my tongue move around them in circles, her hard nipples firm against my tongue. Caitlin pulled my face in closer to her chest. I could feel her heart racing.

I slid my hands down Caitlin’s waist and grabbed onto her full hips. I slowly pulled down her thong, the scent of her wet pussy filling my nose. I stared for a moment at the trim red-haired bush that was right in front of me. I stood up and pushed Caitlin onto the bed, telling her to get on her hands and knees. She did and I knelt behind her. I leaned down and used my fingers to spread her pussy lips from behind. I stuck out my tongue and started licking her pussy, moving from her inner walls to her clit. Caitlin began moaning loudly and wiggling her hips. Her pubic hair provided an contrasting texture to her smooth pussy walls. Caitlin’s cunt was hot and wet, tasting slightly tangy. Her juices started coating my lips and tongue. Caitlin started moaning my name and grinding her pussy into my face. I gripped her hips and moved my tongue faster, furiously attacking her pussy. I sucked on her clit and pussy, making my aunt squeal in pleasure. I could feel her pussy clenching and getting tighter. I roughly shoved two fingers in her cunt and started fucking her hole. They slid in and out easily, her juices lubricating my fingers. Caitlin’s pussy tightened around my fingers and she let out a long moan. I pulled my face back and watched her cum ooze around my fingers and drip onto her thighs and my wrist.

I sat up and pulled off my shirt and then took my pants and underwear off. Caitlin looked back at me with a smile, seeing my cock hard and ready for more. I started placing the head of my rod at the opening to her pussy when she told me to stop.

“I want that cock in my ass,” she said, smiling. She told me to go into her bag and get the lube. I walked over and started searching in her bag. I found a plastic bag with a big pink dildo and a bottle of KY. I grabbed the bottle and went back over to the bed. I rubbed some of the lube on my hard cock, and put some on her ass hole. I grabbed my aunts hips as she spread her cheeks open. I placed the head to the hole and slowly pushed. I watched her hole expand as I slid my cock in little by little. Caitlin kept moaning and I bit my lower lip at the tightness of her ass.

I slowly started fucking my aunt’s ass, my hands holding on tight to her slightly pale ass cheeks. Caitlin kept talking to me, telling me hoe good my dick felt in her ass and how she liked it fucked slowly. As I fucked her, my cock slid in more and more until most of it was fitting in her ass. Caitlin clenched her ass, making it tighter. I reached up with my left hand and wrapped some of her hair around it. I gave her hair a tug, making my aunt yell. My thrusts started getting harder and more forceful. Caitlin and I started breathing in rhythm, her squeals coming every time I pushed in.

“Nicky, Nicky,” she moaned.

“Oh, Aunt Caitlin,” I responded, my pressure rising. I felt my cock getting extra hard. “I’m about to cum, Caitlin,” I managed to grunt. She reached down and started stroking my balls. The feel of her fingers softly playing with my sac was the last straw. I let out a loud groan as my cum exploded out into her ass. I started trembling all over as my dick pulsed, hot loads shooting out in a rhythm. I kept my cock in her ass until it was empty.

I slowly pulled my dick out of Caitlin’s ass. A couple of seconds later, my cum slowly dripped out of her gaping hole. Caitlin collapsed onto the bed, sweating and panting from the exertion. I lay down next to her and she wrapped an arm around my chest.

“Thanks, Nick, I needed that a lot,” she said, placing a kiss on my cheek. I turned my head and kissed Caitlin’s lips, the taste of alcohol and cum lingering in her mouth. We then both laid back and I dozed off, my aunt’s body pressed against mine.

It was Thursday, and Victoria sat at her desk just before the students arrived. She closed her eyes and could still the slight bliss the vodka had given her. The feelings from the previous Friday were for now subdued, she tied to wipe the images away, but when she tried to ignore them the thought of putting her foot in the warm cum in her shoe, or used as an item came flooding back. Quickly checking her watch, she grabbed the small bottle of vodka in her handbag and took another quick swig, swallowing the liquid as the school bell rang.

During the day, Victoria worked at her job teaching and keeping the alcohol level just right; not too drunk she couldn’t teach, but just enough to keep those feelings submerged. At the end of the day as she was packing up, Michael came to see her. Victoria looked at him and frowned.

“What?” She said folding her arms. “Today’s Thursday, you’re not supposed to be here.”

Michael just shrugged annoyingly and closed the door leaning against it.

She felt slightly trapped with her exit blocked, but the vodka kept her cool headed. Eventually Michael spoke.

“I’ve been thinking, about what you said and how you want it to end.” He said, finally moved away from the door and walked over to her. “Was thinking about a little something so you could end it tomorrow?”

Victoria didn’t like the sound of that and tried to figure out exactly what his new angle would be. “Told you already Michael, you’re not fucking me.”

He simply shook his head again. “Yeah I know that, but was thinking about something else instead. I was thinking about you calling round to my place.”

Victoria breathed in and started to see where he was going this time. “Go on?”

“I was thinking you could …. Do you dance?” he asked quickly changing his approach.

“Why?” she asked slowly

“I was thinking you could dance for me, lap dance kinda stuff.”

It was too much for Victoria, and mixed with the vodka, burst out laughing. “Are you fucking serious? Have you honestly heard yourself?” She saw Michael’s face, angry with his fantasy rejected so easily, and laughed again. “I’m sorry Michael, go on, it sounds wonderful.” He stood there, annoyed for a few seconds, before continuing.

“I figured you’d want to end this sooner than later. Was just giving you a chance to end it.” With that he walked away.

Victoria controlled her sniggering for a moment. “OK OK Michael! So, let me get this straight: I come round to yours, do a little dance…” Much to Michael’s annoyance, she did a little dance in her chair, still grinning and mocking him. She saw his expression and loved holding the upper hand. “…and then we’re quits right?”

Michael shook his head. “No, don’t want you just doing a little dance and leaving. I want you dressed hot, and for the evening.”

She smirked at him, and just knew there was going to be some catch. “Go on, give me all your dirty little ideas then Michael.” She shook her head dismissively. “You really are immature, do you know that?”

Michael just shrugged his shoulders, not really caring. “Stockings and stuff, you know, bra, knickers.” He thought about it. She had given him permission so he might as well use it. “Nice make up, red lipstick.” He listed them to her, and she shook her head in disbelief at them.

She waited for him to finish. “So, I come round, dressed like a tart, I suppose a few lap dances and ….”

“A few blowjobs as well.” Michael injected into her sentence.

Victoria shook her head laughing at him. “Is this some ploy to try and fuck me again?” She remembered how he had taken advantage of her as she had tried to get her bra, bent over and precarious, he took advantage and pushed himself into her. Fortunately, she thought he had seen some sense and stopped, but only after she agreed to the current predicament she was in.

Michael shook his head no. “I remember your rule; No fucking.”

Victoria knew there was more to this than what he was letting on. If she had learnt anything in the last weeks it was not to trust him. “Just lap dances and blowjobs, and then at midnight, you can go and that’s everything. I promise.”

She wanted to believe him, she really did. “I’ll have to have a think about it.”

Michael infuriatingly just shrugged again. “You have until Friday.”

Victoria went to ask about why Friday, and closed her mouth again when she remembered why she had been drinking. She just nodded.

On Friday, Michael came again at lunchtime to visit her.

He found her sat at her desk, having quickly closed her drawer when he entered.

“Well? Have you thought about what I suggested?” He said closing the door behind him.

“I have. I’ll agree to it, but, I want a couple of safeguards though.” She said.

“Like what?” Michael had been expecting her to refuse, and was looking forward to another rough play in the store room again.

“You’re not going to try and fuck me again”

Michael held his hands up. “I swear again, I won’t”

“And I want you to swear this is the end. That if I agree, that’s it. No more.”

Michael nodded slowly. “I swear that it’ll be the end.”

Victoria studied his face, trying to find any trace of lies there, but she couldn’t. What choice did she have? It was either three blowjobs in the store room and run the risk of being discovered, like they nearly were the previous week, or get it over with in one night. She should have just let him fuck her at the start. Blinking, she pushed that particular dark thought to the back of her mind, she wouldn’t let him fuck her. But that one sentence had risen a few times in the past couple of weeks, especially after the previous Friday. Ever since this whole episode had began, she had refused her husband’s advances with her, not wanting to be touched by any male, sadly, including him. She swallowed and felt the vodka she had quickly been drinking when he had come in, still burning warmly in part of her throat. She coughed to get rid of it. “OK, what time?”

Michael put a slip of paper on her desk with address on it and smiled. “7pm. No funny business from you either. The hotter you are, the more likely I am to uphold my part.”

She looked at him with him saying that. “What do you mean by that?”

“I mean if you decide to bring anyone along, or cancel, or not try and look your hottest, then the deal is off.”

“Well you had better tell me the moment I arrive; otherwise I’m not going through with any of it.”

Michael smirked. “Don’t you worry, I’ll tell you.”

Victoria watched him leave. This time tomorrow, it would all be over. No more blackmail, no more abuse, no more hiding in the bathroom to cry. For Friday though, she would have to just get over and done with. She opened the draw again and took out the bottle of vodka. Looking at the remains of what was left, she drank it back quickly; she needed the numbness it brought now and for tomorrow more than ever. As she coughed with the burning in her throat, she placed the lid back on the empty bottle and put it back in the drawer, unaware that Michael was watching her discreetly from the window in the door.

When Friday evening came along, Victoria told her husband that a few of the women form the school were going out for a birthday party. She sat upstairs having showered, adding some make up and doing her hair, determined to make this night right. Once done, she could go back to her old life, with her husband, her house, both of them together again. Her husband had been a little distant with her when she had told him, but she would make it up to him when this was over. She reached for her wine glass and found it empty. Had she drank it? Taking the bottle she poured herself another and found only a few drops left. Victoria went downstairs, wearing a robe, and found her husband sat there watching TV. She watched him for a moment thinking how handsome he was, before she remembered what she was after and grabbed another bottle of red from the kitchen, taking it back upstairs. She put on the radio and sang along to an old BeeGees song trying not to think about what she was preparing to do and drank her wine.

Thirty minutes later she was on the way to Michael’s house in the back of the cab. She had worn a long coat; covering what lay beneath. She could feel the cool lining of the fabric against her skin. As she was driven, she realised exactly what she was doing, she was probably walking into a trap, and found a tear rolling down the side of her cheek. She swallowed and dabbed it away with the cuff of her coat. Victoria fumbled in her handbag and found a makeup mirror and checked herself. Her make up was unspoilt. After 5 minutes, the cab pulled up outside the address and she got out, her coat accidentally splitting open to give the taxi view of her legs. He stared wide eyed and she closed the door.

Michael opened the door when he heard the bell ring. There was Victoria, as agreed. She was wearing a long black coat, past her knees, but fastened up with a belt.

Michael looked at the way she had done her hair and make up, so amazing compared to the simple style she wore during the day. He just prayed that what ever was underneath that coat was just as good.

She brushed past him, and he could smell the slight sourness on her breath of the wine beneath the perfume she was wearing. He closed the door after her.

Victoria turned to him and leant against the wall, and raised an eyebrow. ” Well?” She said “Do I look OK?”

Michael nodded. “So far. What have you got on under the coat?”

Victoria held her hand up. “First we understand each other right? After tonight, no more.”

Michael just eagerly nodded again. It wasn’t enough for Victoria though. “Say it Michael. Promise.”

“I promise that after tonight there will be no more.”

Victoria stared at him for a moment, hoping to be able to see some sign to say whether he was telling the truth or a lie, but still none showed, just the eagerness of youth.

She reached down and unfastened her coat.

Beneath it, she had worn what her husband had got her for her birthday. Expensive, lacy, black. It was an anniversary present from her husband. Everything was exquisite, and the slight frill trim enhanced the set. Around her waist she wore the matching garter belt, the briefs benath the straps. Adorning each leg was a black glossy stocking, lace topped and fastened to her belt by a delicate strap with a bow on. To finish it off she wore a pair of black toe 3 inch heels. She looked at Michael’s expression as she held the coat open for him to see. His expression showed that he was more than pleased with her efforts. She knew that she didn’t really need to go to all this effort, but she’d had enough and wanted this whole nightmare to end, and if that meant submitting to his little fantasy, then she would have to.

Michael’s cock jerked in his pants at the sight of his teacher standing there in front of him. It was only when she coughed that he realised he had been staring for so long.

“Well Michael?” Her voice commanding, as if in class. “Am I to dance in the hall or did you have a better place in mind?”

Michael came back to his senses and opened the door to the living room, and let her walk through. “Take your coat Miss?”

Victoria let it slide off her shoulders. She decided that what need to happen is that Michael needed controlling properly; to not let him have any chances. He was just immature, and needed to be shown. She shrugged the coat off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. “Hang that up.” She breathed the words, and smiled to herself when she saw Michael obeying, picking it up and gently folding it. Inside she chuckled when she realised that she could have done this all along, like what she had nearly done in her house when he had attacked her. She had let her guard down; she wasn’t going to fall for it again.

“Sit down Michael.” She spoke the command again. Michael looked at the chair and then the door.

“I was… going to get you a drink first.” Michael stammered a little.

“OK” she said

“What can I get you?”

She looked at him and gently pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she looked at him. “Vodka.”

Michael quickly went to the kitchen to get her drink. He knew his parents had some vodka, but instead he took the whiskey out. It was cheap nasty stuff that he had bought earlier. If his parents saw their drinks gone they would know that he had been up to something whilst they were away for the weekend. He poured a large glass and dropped a couple of ice cubes, before he brought it back.

“Sorry, there’s no vodka.” He said lying. “There’s some of my father’s single malt though. He says it’s really good.”

Victoria took the glass from him and smelt it. She could smell the strong vapours coming off it. “I don’t drink whiskey Michael. I drink vodka.”

Michael stared at her. “It’s… it’s all there is.”

Victoria smelt it again and sipped it. She felt the alcohol sting her lips and throat. It would have to do. “Sit down Michael.” Again, she felt a gleam of power as he sat unquestioning. She sipped more of the whiskey, grimacing at the taste and went over to the stereo in the corner to look at the CDs.

Michael stared at her from behind, noticing the way the back of the briefs slid between the firm cheeks of her backside. She had never worn anything like this previous or in his fantasy. He thought about his plans for tonight and hoped they would all work out.

Victoria selected a CD she recognised and then looked at the buttons on the stereo. It was too much for her head at the moment; far too many buttons. She tossed the CD to Michael instead. Why should she work? He was going to do the work tonight.

“Put that on. I’ll dance to that.” She said taking another swig of her cheap whiskey.

Michael obeyed. She was looking fucking hot tonight, and the cheap whiskey, although not her drink as she claimed, was going down. He operated the stereo and put on the CD. Rock music began to play. He watched as she closed her eyes and swayed a little to the music. He moved in close and slid his hands onto her waist.

Victoria moved round, and with her hand pushed him back.

“No Michael” she said, pushing him away firmly, but slowly. “You wanted a lap dance. Lap dances, there’s no touching. Sit down.”

Michael obeyed, and sat down in the chair, watching, as she took another sip of the strong cheap whiskey. She placed the glass down and shuddered as she swallowed the vile drink. Victoria began to sway to the rock music and dance before him.

She moved slowly towards him, swaying, tossing her hair around. Michael reached down and unfastened his jeans, pulling his cock out.

Victoria kept dancing, imagining she was back in her earlier days, out clubbing with friends, listening to rock music. She tried to forget where she was and danced. She opened her eyes briefly to see Michael sat there, stroking his cock watching her, and quickly closed them again. As she shook her head, she felt herself unbalance a little. She opened her eyes again and regained her balance.

Michael stroked his cock more, watching her. “Over here, and kneel.” He said, pointing at his cock.

She shook her head, smiling. “No. You want something, then you ask me nicely.”

Victoria could see the frustration on his face. “What? Why the hells should I?”

She placed her hands on her hips, showing him she wasn’t moving.

Sighing he decided to ask. “Can you please suck my cock?”

She walked over and stumbled slightly in her heels. Then with great care, moved down in front of him and took the cock in her cool hand. She looked him in the eyes then down at his dick. She closed her eyes and listened to the rock music instead. Opening her mouth she took him in.

David and Neil stood in the doorway watching. There was Mrs Salley, on her knees in front of Michael. Michael just looked over at them and grinned. David watched her backside, admiring the curve of it, the way the straps framed it.

Michael nodded for them to sit down and motioned for them to be quiet. They watched as her head slid up and down his cock, her dark tousled hair covering her face and them from her view.

Michael had recognised the voices when he was in the cupboard with Victoria. He had heard their thoughts and decided to talk to them. They hadn’t believed him obviously, so he had decided to show them, …for a fee. They couldn’t really lose out. £100 each, and they could also get a lap dance from their teacher, dressed hot. If he was lying, they would get their money back and there would be drinks as well. He had left them with the idea, and they had, as expected, come back to him. They wanted more, but Michael refused.

Victoria concentrated on her memories. Of being with her husband, of giving him head. She placed her hands on his thighs, and began to suck harder, letting her tongue lap at the base of his cock. Everything her husband enjoyed. She felt his hands place themselves on her head and knew he was getting close. She willed the memories of her husband to come to her as she tasted the salty precum. Then his hands held her head and she felt him thrust up into her mouth, releasing his cum. She held still, letting it accumulate in her mouth. His hips pushed up again and she heard him grunt at her. “Swallow!”

She thought about her husband again, and swallowed dutifully. He didn’t let her up at first, instead keeping her mouth on his cock, so Victoria continued to work it, grimacing at the taste of him. She felt saliva rush into her mouth and swallowed it quickly back. Victoria pulled her head up, went to kneel back, falling instead sitting on her backside. Sitting there for a moment, she looked at Michael, brushing her hair away from her face, then looked where he was looking, to his two friends sat watching her.

She felt the world drop from her stomach.

Victoria sat there on the floor in front of him. “Michael? What the hell is this?”

Michael sat up a little and tucked away his spent cock. “Just a little bit of fun. What’s the problem?”

She sat there looking at him, tears welling up in her eyes. How could he not know? Was he just so cruel that he didn’t know or care? “Because I…” she started, and didn’t know how to finish the sentence. “This was not part of the deal!”

He lowered himself back onto his chair and smiled at her. “The guys just want to watch, nothing more, maybe get a lap dance. That’s all. Right guys?”

David and Neil nodded eagerly, and sat on the other chair and couch.

Victoria looked at Michael. She wanted to cry out, run away, hide, but could do none of them. She felt her stomach gurgling again, the whiskey not sitting well with the wine, cum and now the added extra stress. She looked at Michael again, the welling tears now sliding down each of her cheeks. “And then what?”

Michael gazed back at her. “Then go home, and our deal is all finished.”

She sat on the floor, still in her lingerie. David and Neil just stared at her, Neil slowly rubbing his hard on through his jeans. She weighed up her alternatives. If she left now, David and Neil would talk, but who would believe them? Michael though, would keep blackmailing her. She had looked around her house for the phone she had taken from Michael but couldn’t find it. She presumed he had taken it back or at least slightly hoped, as it would be worst if her husband found it before she did. Victoria breathed slowly, trying to steady her nerves and fight back the tears. Once they had calmed a little, she stood, and stared at them, trying to remember her teacher training. They were students, and must be treated as such. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “There’s rules, you both understand right?” David and Neil just stared at her, waiting for her to finish.

“The rules are these, you don’t get to touch.” They sat there listening to her, not saying a word. “You touch, and my…dance ends for you. Have you got it?”

They both nodded dumbly.

Neil sat in his chair and continued to stroke his hard on. He stared at his teacher’s legs in front of him; his eyes travelling up and down her glossy black stockings, from the lace top, down to the heels she wore. She looked at them both and then moved over to David. He noticed her face was looking a little paler than usual, which he summarised was from the shock of having to perform for three guys instead of one. His eyes moved up a little higher as she stood facing David. His friend was right, she did have an amazing ass. He could see the way the panties curved around them, clinging tight, easing a little up the crack. As he watched, she began to dance in front of David, moving to the beat of the rock music, and he watched as she swayed her hips.

David sat in the armchair, watching her. “Turn around Teach, and wiggle that backside for me!” Obeying, she turned around for him and began to move her hips again. He watched as she moved her backside, dancing for him. True to his word he kept his hands away; he didn’t want this to end, not just yet. David stared at her backside, and the more she moved her hips from side to side, the more those thin panties moved up her backside, presenting him with the view of her backside that he had always dreamed of.

Victoria closed her eyes and listened again to the music. She wanted this night to end and never to remember it. The rock music was loud and kept dragging her back to her younger days, but every now and again, her stomach gurgled and brought her back to reality. She wished she hadn’t hurried the whiskey before. Closing her eyes again, she tried to bring back her younger days in clubs. Her world swirled slightly, and she opened her eyes hurriedly and spread her legs slightly to keep her balance, providing David, unintentionally, with a better view of her. She closed her eyes again and concentrated, swallowing back the saliva that was welling in her mouth. Her stomach trembled and the room swayed a little more. The taste in her mouth was foul, and she unwillingly thought about it rather than the music. She could still taste Michael in her mouth; his cum. His thick, warm, white, sticky, oozing cum. Victoria tried to shake the image from her mind again, and fell backwards, landing unceremoniously onto David’s lap. She opened her eyes, knowing something was wrong. Not just the way David’s hands were now stroking her thighs, but with her stomach. Victoria gripped the arms of the chair, ignoring David for now, who was grinding himself against her, and tried desperately to calm her stomach. It was too late and she lurched forward, spraying the troublesome contents of her stomach over the floor.

“Damn it! The fucking carpet! My Mom will go fucking ape if she sees that!” Michael yelled. Ignoring her, he ran to the kitchen and got a bucket and items to clean it up. David held her to him for a few more moments, savouring the way she felt against him and then helped her up. He embraced her slightly, his arms wrapping around her waist. “You OK Miss?” he asked. She just shook her head ‘no’.

“OK, come on, let’s get you to the bathroom then.”

David started to help her to the stairs, and she threw up a little again, depositing another foul red wine smelling puddle for Michael.

Once in the bathroom, she pulled away from him and knelt in front of the toilet bowl, holding the sides. He could see Victoria’s body trembling with shock, and the way she kept on dry heaving into the toilet. His eyes moved down her body, back to her backside again. The vomit downstairs reeked of alcohol and he wondered how much she had drank before she arrived. He reached down and carefully stroked the curve of her backside, but she seemed oblivious to him, and just groaned into the toilet bowl. David slowly closed the bathroom door. Reaching down, he took out his cock and watched her backside. Those wonderful globes of hers. Opening a cupboard, he looked inside examining the contents before he pulled out a bottle of hand lotion. He returned his gaze to her backside, and unzipped his pants, easing out his hard on. If she freaked, he would just settle for a quick wank over her, but if not, he was going to live his fantasy. David squirted a large wad of the lotion into his hand and started to slide his hand along his length, lubricating himself.

Victoria knelt over the toilet bowl. Every time she felt like moving, her stomach would lurch again. She felt cold and in shock, her body trembling. All she could think about right now was that she wished she was at home in bed, curled up in a ball, warm and safe. Victoria lifted her head out of the toilet bowl for a moment, gasping some fresher air and sensed movement behind her. David was stood behind her, stroking his cock, watching her. How could he think of that at a time like this? She went to say something, but her stomach lurched again and she quickly turned round to the bowl. ‘Fuck him’ she thought, ‘let him have his wank if he wants.’

A moment later she felt something warm and wet drip onto her backside, and cringed slightly at the thought about what it was. She risked a look around and saw him, standing over her, his cock oozing and dripping what she thought was cum onto her. The sight was too much, and she quickly turned back to the bowl as her stomach tried to empty itself again.

David watched as the lotion melted with the warmth of his skin and dripped from him. He moved closer, letting the dribbling mess fall more onto her backside. He watched as the drops hit her black panties and soaked through. He could smell the vomit from her, but the sight in front of him overpowered him. David squatted behind her, stroking his cock. He reached out and slid a finger under the small strip of lacy fabric covering her anus. Victoria’s hand let go of the bowl momentarily, reaching behind her and slapping his hand, but he gave the panties a harder tug, moving them down slightly and exposing her crack more. David’s heart was hammering in his chest as he moved into position behind her, his cock soaked with lotion, one hand guiding his cock forward, the other placed on her backside, his thumb hooked into the panties, keeping it pulled aside, her hand still slapping at it ineffectually. “Don’t worry, I bet with the amount you’ve drank you wont remember any of this tomorrow.”

Victoria had her hand behind her, slapping at David’s hand. She could feel her panties being moved aside. She groaned a “No” out, but he didn’t seem to care or listen. She felt weak and her head now swam continuously. She felt something push up against her backside, hot and wet. Her eyes blinked open as she tried to figure out what was happening. She knelt there, still shaking from the vomiting and alcohol, and then felt David push his cock forward. Victoria’s mind became sober and she screamed out as she felt him trying to force his cock into her body.

David pushed forward, and as he did, she squealed “No” at him and tried to kneel up. He let go of her panties, and pushed down on her back, keeping her bent over. She screamed out into the toilet bowl as he pulled back and plunged forward, penetrating. The sides of her ass tried to squeeze him out, but with his cock so slippery with lotion, had no effect. Embedded enough in her, he let go of his cock now and gripped her waist with his hand, keeping her bent over and began to fuck her in the ass. David had seen this so many times in porn films, and believed that women loved it, even when they said they didn’t. Keeping her in position, he hammered into her, fucking her solely for his enjoyment, thrusting in and relishing the feel. He had fantasised about fucking her in the ass so many times, but the reality was so much better than the fantasy. David kept at her, his balls slapping against her as he ploughed in hard and deep.

Victoria’s eyes were bulging as he raped her ass. Her friends had told her that it wasn’t so bad, but she would never entertain the idea, and her husband showed no sign of interest in it either. She gripped the sides of the toilet hard as she was fucked. She could feel him in her ass as his cock plunged in, not so much painful, more shock and unwelcome.

“Please!” She managed to get out, “please, please stop!”

Her attacker didn’t slow, he just kept her pinned over the bowl and pounded her backside. She could hear him grunting behind her. Then she felt him stiffen and his cock began to spasm inside.

David groaned in pleasure as he came. He wouldn’t let her up just yet, not until he had spent everything inside her. Slowly, he worked his cock in and out, feeling the last of the cum entering her. He pulled back, keeping his hand on her back as he did, the cock popping out of her, and her anus remained open a little, before the panties slid back against her. David chuckled, amazed at having finally fucked a woman, and fucking her in the ass. He stood and cleaned his cock on a white hand towel, before heading back downstairs.

Victoria moved back from the toilet and absent-mindedly flushed the mess away. She sat back and felt the cold shock running through her body. Her stomach was now empty, there was nothing left to throw up, but now her backside burned from her recent rape. How could she have let it happen? She resolved to going to the police, telling them of the rape, but how was she going to explain it? Drunk and dressed like a hooker in a student’s house? Questions would be asked, too many questions with too many unwelcome answers. Victoria began to cry, hugging her knees as she sat on the bathroom floor. She bent her head to her knees and cried.

David came back down and saw Neil sat exactly where he had left him, Michael was cleaning the floor, squirting it with some white foam, and scraping the mess up.

“She’s OK. She’s upstairs, cleaning herself up.” David said, slumping onto the couch with a large grin. Michael didn’t even turn around, but his friend Neil studied him. David gave him an evil wink and made quiet thrusting movements behind Michael’s back. Neil’s eyes widened as he understood what his friend had just done. David nodded his head towards the stairs, encouraging his friend to go.

He beamed as Neil excused himself with a murmur and headed quietly up to find her.

Neil found her sat in the corner of the bathroom. “Erm, are you alright Miss?”

She didn’t answer him, but just kept her head bowed, sniffling quietly.

“Miss?” he ventured again. This time she did look up at him. Her make up hadn’t run, but he could see the tears and the red eyes.

Neil felt sorry for her. “Come on Miss, let’s get you up.”

Reluctantly, she allowed herself to be helped up, and Neil escorted her from the bathroom.

“Wait Neil.” She said, and almost collapsed against him.

Neil held her up, both arms around her now.

“David.” She said. “David has just raped me Neil. He raped me.” Her voice sounded distant and trembled.

He looked around for somewhere to rest her, as she slumped against him again. There was one of the rooms open and he half carried her into the room. It was Michael’s parent’s room and he sat her on the bed. She was still talking. “I asked him to stop, but he didn’t.”

Neil stood back and looked at her; she looked so lost and upset. Her hair which had been so well done when she was downstairs, was messed now, but her make up remained mainly intact, just a little of her lipstick was smeared. He stood there, listening to her talk, and his eyes moved down her body, down her well shaped legs to her feet. On the way from the bathroom, she had lost a shoe and he could now see her foot, covered in the dark nylon. He stared at it, not noticing that she had now stopped talking. The spell of the foot was finally broken when Victoria slumped backwards onto the bed.

“Miss?” Neil asked, seeing if she was still awake. He tried again with no response. So David had got what he wanted, and Michael no doubt got what he wanted, why shouldn’t he get what he wanted?

Michael cleaned the last of the mess up from downstairs, and went upstairs to check on Victoria, leaving David alone downstairs. He checked on the bathroom but found no-one there. He then noticed that the light was on in his parent’s room, and carefully opened the door. Victoria lay on the bed with Neil standing in front of her. He held her stocking clad legs in the air, grasped by her ankles. He was oblivious to Michael, and was concentrating on what he was doing. Neil held Victoria’s feet and slid his cock between them, breathing heavily as he did. Michael moved into the shadows and continued to watch Victoria being used by him. From where he stood, he could tell that she was passed out, but it didn’t seem to bother Neil. He heard him groaning as he drew closer to cumming. He paused to put one of her feet down. Neil held her other foot in his hand and carefully tore a hole in the heel of her stocking. With one hand he held the tear open, and the other manoeuvred her foot into position, letting his cock feed into the tear. Reaching down, he lifted her other foot and inhaled the smell of her, licking and kissing at the sole. Michael heard Neil hiss in pleasure and start to fuck his cock against her. He had never seen anything as perverse, but couldn’t draw his eyes away. As he was close to climaxing, Neil began to slide her foot up and down, pushing her against him until he whimpered, cumming against the sole of her foot, the cum spraying across the soft skin, held in by the thin dark nylon. Neil held her, slowly sliding it up and down, watching as the cum oozed around her foot, gentling nibbling at the toes on her other foot. He pulled out and gently laid her feet back down to the floor, Victoria still oblivious to what had just taken place.

Neil finally saw Michael in the room. “Get out.” Michael simply said, and Neil left, fastening his pants up as he hurriedly left. With him gone, walked over to the bed and looked down on Victoria. He knew David had wanted to fuck her in the ass, he had overheard the conversation when he was in the cupboard with her. Reaching down her carefully lifted her side, and could see wet patch from where the cum had leaked from her. Michael went downstairs.

“What the fuck do you think you’ve done?” Michael hissed at David.

David just carried on beaming at him. “I fucked her in the ass. She so fucking wasted she wont remember it tomorrow, so don’t freak about it!”

“The rule was you don’t touch!” Bellowed Michael at him.

David looked at Neil, who just gazed at the floor, reminiscing about what he had just done to his favourite teacher.

“Don’t worry, it was in her ass, she’s not going to get pregnant from it!” said David.

Michael had had enough. “Get out. Both of you.”

David and Michael just got up, silently and left, the door closing quietly behind them. Michael walked around the house, making sure everything was cleaned up for when his parents got back. The carpet was still damp from the cleaning, but the stain had mainly gone. Locking the front door, he made his way upstairs, annoyed at what had happened. She was his. She was his plaything. If anyone had a right to fuck her first, it was him. He went up to his parents room and closed the door behind him.

Victoria lay on the bed, her soiled feet still on the floor where Neil had left them. Michael began to strip quickly. He was annoyed with David more than Neil. At least with Neil, Michael had cum on her first, and he wasn’t interested in her feet. Michael kicked the last of the clothes away and climbed onto the bed. Reaching down, he hooked his hands under Victoria’s armpits, and dragged her onto the bed more, positioning her in the middle of the bed. “David had better not have touched your pussy” he whispered. “That’s mine.” He took the sides of her panties and peeled them down her legs, but found that the straps of her suspenders were fastened over them, stopping them from coming down any more. He gripped the high sides, looking for the seam. Growling softly, he ripped the lacy panties on one side, then the other, pulling them from her and tossing them to the other side of the room. Before him, his teacher’s pussy lay, and he noticed with no cum leaking from it. Taking her legs he spread and knelt between them, before pulling her down the bed towards him.

Taking his cock in hand, he laid over her and pushed against her pussy, slowly piercing her.

Victoria lay on her bed, her head swimming. She could feel her husband, making love to her, a little rougher than usual. He hadn’t woken her like this for several weeks; normally he would start by eating her out first; waiting for her to either cum or beg for him to fuck her. She lay there, on the edge of sleep, letting him have her. Victoria loved her Ben so much, and knew he was under pressure from work. She felt him move her legs, pushing her knees back before thrusting in again. This time she moaned out his name, feeling his cock burying itself so deep. Why hadn’t they done this for so long? It had been several weeks since they had touched each other, why had they avoided each other? Victoria felt him keep ramming inside her, her body responding to his rough treatment of her. She felt him push her knees, forcing them back to her chest, pushing her ankles up and out of the way, his cock thrust in further. Swimming on the edge of consciousness, she thought a phrase ‘he’s never done that before’. The word ‘before’ kept on repeating itself in her head. Then her memories came flooding back, she remembered Michael, how he had blackmailed her into giving him blowjobs, how he had used her in the stockroom. ‘Before’. She heard her husband speeding up, getting closer. Now she remembered going to Michael’s house, dressing for him. How had she got home? ‘Be-fore’. She concentrated on the way her husband was fucking her, rough, deep. Then the last syllable repeated itself over and over. ‘fore, fore…Four’ It had been four weeks since Michael had tried to take her on the bed. Her eyes snapped open to see Michael above, raping her. “Michael! No! Stop!”

It was too late. Michael’s head snapped back and he thrust in a final time, spraying her fertile insides with his cum. Victoria tried wriggling to get out from under him, but he had her firmly trapped in position, and wasn’t for letting her go just yet. She tried pushing him with her hands, but he was too heavy, and he kept thrusting inside her, ramming his cum deeper.

Michael felt her hands pushing at him, but wouldn’t let up. He had to reclaim her as his property and that meant leaving his mark. When he felt he could not cum any more for now, he let her legs go, and then rolled off her. She lay next to him, rolled away slightly with her back to him, curling up in a ball, crying. Michael lay there panting. It had felt so good to finally fuck her. After a few minutes, he rolled over and slipped his arms around her, spooning next to her. Victoria tried wriggling from his grasp, but he pulled tighter, keeping her to him.

Victoria lay there, and let him hold her. She had been a good and loyal wife, never even thinking of anyone but her husband, and now this had happened. Four weeks it had been, when she had dressed nicely for her husband, but he had gone out and this, this, bastard, had tried fucking her. Now she was fertile again, he had finally finished what he had tried to do.

“Michael, I told you not to fuck me. I told you!”

If Michael was listening, he didn’t show it; instead his hand was stroking her side, moving up to the lacy bra and cupping her breast. She gripped his wrist and tried to pull it away. Briefly, she succeeded, but Michael just shook her grip and returned his hand to her breast, squeezing rather than just holding her this time.

“Please Michael, I just want to go home now.”

“In a bit.” Michael breathed next to her. “It’s not yet midnight.”

My job had moved my wife and I halfway across the country about a year ago. The part that sucks is that we had a great group of friends at home. The lucky part is that, being in our thirties, most of our friends can afford to visit and have made the trip for long weekend visits. I’m 35, about 6’2″ and 210 pounds. My wife Ally is 32, 5’6″ and about 115 pounds. We both are very active, and she has a very fit physique. Nice shoulders, muscular arms, runners legs, and a pert little B cup, she’s definitely my type of girl.

On my way home from work on Friday Ally texted me that we had a surprise visitor, her good friend Mandy. They’d known each other since they were little kids, and I had known Mandy since Ally and I had met about ten years ago. I was always a big fan of having Mandy around, she’s always been a lot of fun, she’s very little drama, and she’s definitely a hot little number. Mandy’s 32, about 5’4″, 120 pounds, a little a-cup, and she has one of the best asses I’ve ever seen on a girl. It sits high, full, and tight, and she always wears those super low cut jeans that accentuate it in the best way. I’ve often fantasized about getting into those little jeans, but never have tried. She’s my wife’s hot friend, and that’s always been it.

Ally texted me that her and Mandy were going out tonight with some of her girlfriends. She asked if I’d drop them off at her favorite bar and pick them up later on in the night. That was fine with me as by then Ally would be pretty drunk and that’s when we have the best sex. We have a good sex life anyway, but when she, or we, are hooched up we set the boundaries quite a bit further.

When I got home from work our bathroom door was shut and I could hear Ally and Mandy in there getting ready. I opened a beer and sat down at the kitchen table to check some emails. After a bit Ally arose from our bathroom ready for the night. She looked fantastic. Ally was wearing a mid-thigh denim skirt, flip flops, and a black strapless halter top. She looked smoking hot, and the outfit showed off her fit little body perfectly. I could tell she was braless, and her natural perky tits looked awesome. She came over and gave me a kiss and whispered that I, “won’t believe what Mandy’s got.” Mandy then came out of the bathroom and it was obvious she had got some upgrades in the chest area. She had to be rocking at least a D-cup on her little frame. She was wearing a short red summer dress that tied behind the neck. The neckline was very low cut and the cleavage she was showing took my breath away. I immediately started to get hard. She looked like a completely different woman with those new huge cans. Besides the new boobs and cute little dress, she had on black 4″ heels that made her legs look fantastic. Her hair was about shoulder blade length, and she was as pretty as she always had been. I should say that I’m not a big boob guy, and prefer “fit” girls instead. That being said, no man can resist staring at some great cleave. Mandy came over and gave me a huge hug. While hugging her I could feel that she still had the same great body, but had just added to the upper level.

Ally and Mandy got all of us a new beer and we quickly caught up on what was going on in Mandy’s life. Not a lot had changed for her (besides her cup size), she had been working a lot and had been dating off and on. Mandy has always been very sexual and social, but hadn’t found the right guy yet to settle down with. After we did a little catching up we jumped in the SUV and I dropped them off at Ally’s favorite bar. I made sure to watch them walk in as they both looked utterly fuckable walking together.

After dropping them off I stopped by a buddy’s house and had some beers while watching some MMA. I knew if I went home I would have jerked off thinking about Mandy, and I wanted to save all I had for Ally. Ally texted me back and forth for the next couple of hours and I could tell she was having a good time and getting pretty drunk. She said they’d met up with a couple other girls from Ally’s work, and that they had to beat the boys off with a stick. They’d been dancing a lot, and catching up on old times. At about eleven Ally’s texts became more sexual and she said she couldn’t wait to get home and into bed. She said that her and Mandy had been talking a lot about sex, and it really had her hot. At midnight, Ally texted me to come pick her up.

When I got to the bar, Ally and Mandy came out and jumped in the SUV. I could tell they were both very drunk as they had stumbled their way out of the bar. They were giggling like little girls, and somehow Mandy had walked out with a full plastic cup of beer. When they got in the SUV they both smelled of smoke, sweat, and perfume. That combination of scents always turns me on as it’s almost always related to great sex with Ally. We started the fifteen minute drive home with Ally and Mandy slurringly chatting about the events of the night. It was obvious they’d had a great time, sounded like they’d both been groped numerous times while dancing. Mandy and Ally were passing the giant cup of beer back and forth from the front seat to the back. Ally was in the front seat, and I had my hand stroking her thigh. I couldn’t wait to get her home so I could get into her panties. Mandy was sitting in the center of the back seat, and with the rear view mirror I could see her beautiful cleavage. At one point I watched Mandy take a pill bottle from her purse and swallow a pill. Ally asked if that was “another” sleeping pill and Mandy said, “Oops!” I guess Mandy takes prescription sleeping pills but had already taken one before they left the bar and had forgotten. A few minutes later I could see through the rear view mirror that the extra pill was taking its effect. Mandy had gotten much quieter and was splayed back on the seat. Her legs were slightly open and she had the half a beer in her right hand. A few minutes later we pulled into our garage at home.

When we pulled in to the garage Ally looked in the backseat and saw that Mandy was passed out and had spilled the half cup of beer all over her little red dress. Ally told me that she’s seen Mandy drunk on her sleeping pills before and that she’d be out like a light for quite a while. She then asked me to carry Mandy inside the house. I wasn’t upset about getting to carry Mandy into the house. I thought maybe I could get some cheap feels of that sweet ass before I headed into our bedroom to fuck Ally. I pulled Mandy out of the car and carried her in my arms. She was a little heavier than I expected because she was dead weight. I put my right arm under her hot tan legs, and my left arm under her back. Her head rested on my shoulder while I carried her in. During the trip I was able to feel her left tit and bare thigh, and it definitely had me hard as a rock. I started moving her into the guest bedroom, but Ally said to take her in to our room so that she could clean the beer off of her. I put her on our tall king bed, and went to get Ally and I one more beer each.

When I entered our bedroom I could see my drunk wife trying to pull Mandy’s red dress from her passed out body. She was struggling to manage Mandy, and asked me to help. I pulled Mandy to a standing position and Ally pulled the red dress straight over her head and off. I was then standing there basically hugging Mandy in her black strapless bra, black T-bar thong, and high heels. Ally’s big tits were spilling out of the bra. I felt like I had been caught doing something wrong, but Ally just laughed and said to lie her down. After I lied her down Ally started cleaning her tanned stomach and thighs with a wet washcloth. I couldn’t believe my luck in seeing my smoking hot wife wiping down this smoking hot friend of hers.

My wife then looked up at me with her naughty grin and said, “Do you wanna see them?” She said Mandy had showed her her new tits when they had gotten ready for the night. I wasn’t going to miss this chance, and I told her “definitely.” My wife then removed Mandy’s strapless black bra and freed a beautiful set of D-cup titties. They were both round and standing up, as Mandy was lying on her back on our bed. The nipples were tiny little things and were slightly pointed up. Ally then said, “Touch them.” I wasn’t sure how much trouble I would get into, but didn’t want to miss my chance, so I reached out with one hand and started to massage Mandy’s right tit. It felt fantastic, different but fantastic. Ally said, “Go ahead, really feel them.” So I did, I started to massage both of Mandy’s tits. Ally wasn’t stopping me, so I really started to squeeze and molest those things. Ally doesn’t like her nipples pulled on, but Mandy wasn’t complaining so I started to play with her nips and tweak them to little ¾ inch rockets. I looked up at Ally, and she definitely looked like she was getting hot. She was rubbing Mandy’s legs and watching me feel her friend up. She then said, “Kiss them,” and it took me about half a second to put Mandy’s right nipple in my mouth. I started tonguing her nipple and really sucking away at it. While I sucked on her nipple I was massaging the same tit with my left hand and rubbing Mandy’s flat stomach with my right. I was going to be lucky if I didn’t cum in my pants.

When I tore myself away from Mandy’s nipple I could see that Ally was pulling Mandy’s tiny little thong off. She pulled it down both thighs and over her slutty high heels. She then whispered in my ear to “eat her.” I wasn’t sure if what we were doing was right, but at this point I was not going to tell Ally no. I then spun Mandy cross ways on our bed and put her thin thighs over my shoulders. I bent over a bit and started to kiss the inside of Mandy’s thighs. I looked up and Ally had crawled onto the bed and was now rubbing Mandy’s beautiful breasts. As far as I know Ally had never been with a woman, but she was obviously interested tonight. Ally’s eyes were glazed over and she was rubbing both of Mandy’s tits with her hands. I then dove mouth first into Mandy’s shaved pussy. I ate her like a man possessed. I was licking her all over the outer lips, deep inside, and everywhere I could get my tongue. I could see Ally gently kissing Mandy’s nipples, and it only drove me to tongue harder and deeper. Mandy’s pussy was gushing juices and even though she was passed out her body was responding to my tonguing. Her pussy was convulsing, and she was rolling side to side a bit. I had lost track of Ally, and the next thing I knew she was standing behind me and she said, “Let me try.” Ally then lewdly spread Mandy’s legs as far open as they’d go and she started to lick Mandy’s vag from bottom to top. I couldn’t take it anymore and I immediately got behind my wife and pulled her denim skirt up over her tight little ass. I reached between her legs and found that her white lacy thong was soaking wet. I figured we’d had plenty of foreplay, and I pulled her thong to the side, dropped my pants, and drove my 7″ cock deep into her pussy. Ally was more than ready and I started dragging my thick cock all the way in to almost all the way out. I was fucking Ally slowly, because I was already on the verge of cumming. I wanted to make this last just to see what Ally would do to Mandy.

While I fucked Ally from behind, I pulled her halter top down around her waist and groped at her braless tits. From this position I could rub her pert little titties, watch her eat Mandy, and rub Mandy’s thighs. Ally was really touching every part of Mandy that she could. I even watched Ally start to tongue lower on Mandy and start to gently tongue Mandy’s rosebud. Mandy at this point was still rolling side to side and it looked to me like Ally was giving her an orgasm. Ally tongued Mandy’s little pink bud for just a bit and then laid her head on Mandy’s flat lower stomach. Ally’s face was sideways and she could see me fucking her, most likely in a state of bliss. Ally then told me that Mandy and her had talked about sex all night, and that Mandy had told her that she fantasized about fucking me all the time. Ally then reached back and stopped me from fucking her. She turned around and I could see that her face was covered in Mandy’s pussy juice. Ally then kissed me deeply and I could taste Mandy on her, as I’m sure she could taste Mandy on me. She then whispered into my ear, “please fuck her, she wants it so bad and so do I.”

I was pretty sure we were raping Mandy, but who was I to argue with my wife. I pulled Mandy’s ass to the edge of the tall bed. I then put both of her beautiful legs straight up in front of me and I started to rub my hard cock against her outer lips. Ally pushed her own halter top, skirt, and panties down off of her and stood touching her tits against my back. I then eased my cock into Mandy’s dripping pussy until I was buried to the hilt. Mandy’s hands then clutched at the sheets and her face twisted in what appeared to be pleasure. I wondered if she was waking up, but at this point couldn’t have quit if I wanted to. I then started to fuck Mandy with abandon. I was so worked up that all I wanted to do was cum. Ally was standing behind me watching my cock slide into and out of Mandy’s pink little pussy. I could see Ally rubbing her own pussy with her right hand and she started to brush her left hand from my balls to my asshole. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer so I really started to drive deep into Mandy’s pussy. Her face was contorted, she was moaning just a bit, and I was shaking the bed back and forth. A few more drives and I unleashed a torrent of cum into Mandy’s pussy. I had had a vasectomy years ago, so I figured in her or on her would be the same to Ally. Ally and Mandy had really wound me up, and the amount of cum I deposited into Mandy would have been measured by the cupful. As my knees buckled I pulled my semi-erect tool out of Mandy and stepped back. Ally was really rubbing her clit, and I could see that she was cumming too. Her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was going to fall over. I grabbed ahold of her and she leaned into my chest as she came down from a huge orgasm. As I held her I looked at Mandy’s fuckhole and saw that my cum was pouring out of her gaping hole. She looked hotter than I had ever seen her. Legs splayed open, big tits pointing proudly from her chest, and her slutty little heels still on.

After Ally came down from her orgasm she again kissed me deeply and told me “thanks.” I’m the one that should have thanked her, so I wasn’t sure how to respond. I kissed Ally and went to the bathroom to relieve my bladder of the many beers I’d had. While in the bathroom I was hoping to get hard again so I could fuck my wife. When I returned to the bedroom I saw that Ally had moved Mandy fully onto the bed facedown. Ally had placed two pillows under Mandy’s hips, and her perfectly rounded ass was pointing up into the air. Ally was kneeling next to Mandy with her back to me, and I could see that she was rubbing Mandy’s ass and upper thighs. I stood right behind Ally and watched as my cock grew back to full strength. Ally then slightly spread Mandy’s thighs and started to rub her cum drenched cunt. Ally scooped up some cum onto her fingers and then started to massage it into Mandy’s asshole. She massaged it and then started to push two fingers into Mandy’s ass. At this point I was definitely hard again. Ally worked both fingers deep into Mandy’s ass and started to fuck her with a good rhythm. Mandy was facedown but I could hear her moaning slightly. Ally then turned to me and said, “Please, Please fuck her tight ass.” I was not one to disappoint and I climbed onto the bed behind Mandy. I rubbed my fully erect cock all over Mandy’s sloppy pussy and then pushed it against her little rosebud. Ally sat back to watch and was still rubbing Mandy’s ass cheeks with one hand. With the other hand she put two fingers deep into her snatch. I put pressure onto Mandy’s ass slowly, and after a bit it opened up. I pushed forward until I could feel her ass grip the head of my cock. I stayed there until Mandy’s ass loosened and I slowly pushed forward. Her ass relented and I slowly slipped my cock deep into her ass. I layed forward onto Mandy’s body and drove my cock all the way into her ass. Once I was embedded I laid still to enjoy the moment and to let her ass get used to the invasion. Ally at this point was really driving her fingers deep into her dripping cunt, and looked close to orgasm. After seeing that I began fucking Mandy’s ass with long strokes. As I fucked her ass I could hear her whimper louder and louder. Her hands were by her head and she was slowly clawing at the sheets. This drove me on to really fuck her tight ass. I had always wanted to abuse her perfect little ass and now I was. I fucked her hard while pulling and pinching on her nipples. I kneaded her big tits and pounded away while I listened to her moaning louder and louder. I continued to pound her ass as hard as I could until I felt her ass clamp down on my cock as she came. As I watched Ally fingerfuck herself to orgasm, I came deep in Mandy’s ass. I shot my load into her ass and then collapsed onto her.

As I recovered from my orgasm I looked to see Ally had lied down and had passed out. I pulled my dick from Mandy’s sweet ass and cum started leaking from her ass and down over her well used pussy. I rolled over to lie between Ally and Mandy and was well spent. I rubbed Ally’s naked thighs and Mandy’s naked ass as I wondered how to clean up Mandy.

The next thing I knew it was 7:00 AM, and I was waking up. Mandy had woken me up when she got out of the bed. I knew her pussy and ass had to be a mess, as well as the scene of me and Ally naked in the bed. Mandy went to the bathroom, and while she was in there I snuck out to the other bathroom. I cleaned up in there and figured that I’d let Ally and Mandy discuss what happened last night. After about thirty minutes Ally came out of the bedroom. Ally said Mandy’s ass was so sore that she could barely sit. Mandy had asked Ally for details, and Ally had been honest with Mandy about last night and that they had come to an agreement. Ally said that Mandy wasn’t mad about last night, and that after a long discussion they had decided that last night wouldn’t be mentioned again today. The first part of the agreement stated that we would all have a normal day hanging out like usual. The second part that they had agreed to was that Ally would be the one taking two sleeping pills tonight!!!!!

This is the 8th installment of the Kyle Series. The Kyle Series is the true story of my first love. I appreciate all of the ratings, comments and feedback – good or bad.

After Kyle splooged and Dave had gotten his fill of touching and tasting me we all laid on the bed sexually spent. I couldn’t remember being more sexually satisfied. Dave got up and muttered something like, “I gotta go.”

“Um, hey Dave, can I have your number? Are you alright? Do you want to talk or something?” I said to him. I was a little worried about him because I knew his mind had to be going crazy with thoughts of his first sexual experience. I didn’t want him to feel as if we were throwing him out and didn’t care about his feelings in all of this.

“I appreciate everything you two have done for me. I don’t know if I ever would have gotten up the courage to make something like this happen on my own. I would love to get together some time to talk. I would even be up for some more fooling around.” Dave said. He was smiling the whole time.

I was really happy to see the little fellow smiling. I took that as a good sign he was going to be just fine. He wrote his number on a post-it on my desk. I assured him I would call tomorrow and we could get together and chill. I showed the clothed Dave out with a hug and warm smile. When I returned to the bed Kyle was propped up on his elbow with an accusatory look on his face.

“Did you enjoy it?” Kyle asked.

“I did Kyle. I have never busted a better nut. I can’t thank you enough for being cool with this. I love you so much.” I said looking into Kyle’s eyes. The problem was he wasn’t really looking back at me. He was looking at me but it was as if he was looking past me. His eyes were glazed over and his mouth held tight as if he were eating something sour. A long silence passed.

“I am sorry Levi but I can’t go along with it again. I truly do love you. I love you the person. I love your smile. I love your sense of humor. I love that you are so smart. I love you so much I will not share you. I would take a bullet for you…” Kyle was saying as I interrupted him.

“You would take a bullet for me but not a shot in the mouth for me? Forgive me but that makes no fucking sense, Kyle. I love you to. I would rather just have sex with you than a fuck boy. You have left me no fucking options. You won’t get me off and I can’t get off with anyone else. Where does this leave me you selfish asshole?” I think this was the first time I ever yelled at Kyle. I was the calm and collected one in the relationship and he was always the talk first and think later guy. What the fuck was happening. My mind reeled. Was I in the middle of breaking up with Kyle? Was he breaking up with me?

Tears welled up in Kyle’s eyes. I only saw Kyle cry twice in the entire time I knew him and once was after a really bad fight with his parents before we even dated. His dad had kicked him out of the house; it was a whole big thing that got sorted out later. The second was of course when he almost failed out of college and was confused about our gay relationship. Here Kyle was crying for a third time and he said, “I want more than anything to want to be everything you need, I just can’t bring myself to do it. I can’t explain it. I can’t justify it. I am not even attracted to a single other guy. I have never even thought of being with another guy. I just love you. Does that make sense?”

“I don’t know Kyle. I mean, what are you saying? Are you saying that if it wasn’t for me you would be straight? I turned you gay? This is all my fault?” I wasn’t yelling anymore but my tone was one of anger. I was angry. I may have started something with a drunken blowjob but he was the one that continued everything from there. I have always been honest with him about everything. I didn’t want to listen to some shit about how he wasn’t gay. I mean, he had to be gay right? We are lovers.

“I am not saying anything is your fault. I don’t blame you for anything. You are the greatest friend anyone could ever have. You have been my best friend forever. We have everything in common. You are the greatest boyfriend anyone could have. You take care of me emotionally, mentally and of course physically. I don’t really bring anything to this relationship.” Kyle said clearly willing himself not to cry.

“I don’t know what to say, Kyle. I love you. You bring you to the relationship. I love you. I love you for the some of the same reasons you love me. You are smart, funny but most importantly I trust you implicitly. I love that you are so strong and strong-willed. I love you fucking me; I love blowing you. We just need to walk away from each other, sort this out and meet back here tonight to talk. Is that fair? Is that a deal?” I asked.

“I think that is a great idea. I am scared of what you are thinking. I am fucking frightened at what I am thinking. I’ll be back here tonight by 10:00 p.m. Remember, I love you. Please think about that too. I love you.” Kyle said.

Kyle and I both dressed, hugged, a quick peck on the lips; and off we went in separate directions from our door – our future together was unsure. The love of my life walking away from me and I walking away from him with hopes we could meet in a couple of hours and work it out. Tears streaked down my face. Before I knew it I was halfway across campus. I was walking toward the Student Union. I guess I could grab a coffee and find a quiet spot and just mull it all over.

I tried to reason out the current situation but I kept remembering wonderful times Kyle and I had spent together. I remembered the days we spent together when we were just friends working on cars, shooting guns, and talking all night. I remembered the first night he took me out on a date and fucked me later that night. I just sobbed. It was like all of the memories in my life that I truly treasured were centered on Kyle. I couldn’t lose him. I couldn’t let him go. I couldn’t live without him. He has to be in my life forever. I was getting my sobbing under control. Deep-breathing and calming myself into a rational state of mind when my phone rang. It was a number I didn’t recognize. I didn’t feel like talking to anyone but what the fuck I answered it anyway, “Hello.”

“Hi, Levi, it is Dave. This isn’t too weird to be calling you already is it?” He asked. I immediately heard a voice in the background.

“What are doing faggot? Calling your fudge-packing boyfriend?” The voice said. It must be Dave’s asshole roommate.

“Shut up Rick!” Dave shouted.

“Dave? Are you still there?” I asked.

“Yeah, sorry. My roommate just walked in and as I said he loves to hate me.” Dave replied in a voice so weak it made me furious.

“What is your dorm number?” I demanded to know.

“Umm, I am in 214. Why? You aren’t coming here are you?” Dave asked.

“Be there in 5 minutes.” I said and hung up the phone. I started running toward the dorms. I was emotionally unstable at the moment and I wasn’t going to allow this bullshit. I had never met Rick but it didn’t matter how big he was; I was ready to beat the fuck out of someone.

I approached the door and knocked loudly and rapidly. Dave opened the door.

“Is he still here? Get out of the way!” I yelled.

Rick emerged into view from his bed with a quizzical look. He was a little taller than me but no clear physical match. He was lean but I could tell he was lacking any of the serious muscle tone I possessed. Rick asked, “Are you the tough queer; the man in the relationship? I know Dave has to be the bitch.” He chuckled at his own dumbass joke.

In the small dorm room I only had to take 4 steps to reach him and I punched him in the stomach as hard as I fucking could. Rick doubled over and all of the air left his body. He coughed and sputtered. Gasping for air he stood and looked right into my eyes. I saw fear. I grabbed a handful of his t-shirt and threw him to the ground. He was lying on his back looking up at me still gasping for air. I dropped down, one knee on each side of his chest. I grabbed a handful of his hair to keep him from looking away. I cocked my other hand back and balled it into a fist and just held it there.

“Listen to me very closely mother fucker. I have no intention of causing your death right now even though I could. I don’t even plan to hit you again if you stay still and listen well. Firstly, if you say anything remotely ignorant to Dave again I swear on everything holy I will be back and I won’t stop beating the fuck out of you until my arm is tired. Secondly, if you report this I swear I will go to the college and make sure you are expelled for all of the derogatory comments you have made regarding fags. The university doesn’t look kindly on hatemongers. Finally, I will start a blog about how great you suck cock. I will make sure everyone on campus knows how much you like swallowing mine and Dave’s cum. Do you understand me?” I said all of it in a calm voice with a tone that showed I wasn’t joking in the least.

“I am sorry, Dave. I will never be an ass to you again.” Rick said while looking into my face like a frightened rabbit. I looked up at Dave. He was still standing in the same spot just staring. He moved his eyes to meet mine and he smiled. That smile warmed my heart.

“I am going to get up now and Dave and I are going for a coffee. Take the time alone to think about what we discussed. Thank you for being reasonable.” I said with a smirk.

I got off of Rick and nonchalantly walked towards Dave. I put my arm around his shoulders and guided him through the doorway. Neither of us looked back at Rick. “Problem solved Dave.” I said.

“I can’t believe you just did that. I would be mad if I thought you made things worse, but I truly believe you scared the fuck out of him so bad he will actually follow through with his promise to leave me alone. It feels good. I do hate that I am such a pussy someone else had to fight my battle for me though.” Dave said.

“You are kind of a pussy Dave but that is okay. Everyone has a role to play in life and yours isn’t kicking ass. There isn’t anything wrong with that.” I said in a quick reply. I was pretty sure Dave was picking up on the fact that my mind was miles away from the current conversation. I had made no headway in the situation regarding Kyle but I was enjoying the heat coming from Dave’s body. I steered us to the elevator and pushed the fifth floor. “Want to come back to my room?” I asked.

“I guess. Are you wanting to mess around again already. To be honest you don’t seem quite with it right now. It seems like you have a lot on your mind.” Dave said.

“I decided I don’t want a coffee. I want a beer. It just so happens Kyle and I have a 24 pack in the fridge. You are going to sit in my room and drink it with me. I really want the company. I also need a sounding board. I want you to help me work through something. Is that all okay with you? Can you spend the evening with me?” I asked with a tone of desperation in my voice; partially on purpose. I didn’t want him to say no. I guess I was using a little manipulation but I just couldn’t be alone and I didn’t want to call one of my close friends because Kyle and I had the same friends and I didn’t want to discuss any of this with them.

“Umm, yeah I guess. I was going to get a head start on homework but it can wait. I don’t know a lot about a lot so I am probably not someone you should ask for advice.” Dave said in his same weak voice.

“Stop it! Fucking stop it! You are a person. A valuable fucking person. It is one thing to let an asshole like your roommate rag on you but you can’t put yourself down and expect anyone to respect you. For fucksake. Look at yourself once in awhile. You are fucking adorable, I can tell you have at least half a brain; maybe you are small so fucking what! Get over it and find some confidence.” I said heatedly. We approached my dorm room and I unlocked the deadbolt and opened the door. I looked back to motion Dave in and he was looking at me wide-eyed. “Dave, I am sorry. I know all of that was inappropriate to say. I don’t want to blame it on my current situation to justify what I said. I am sorry. Please come in.”

Dave stepped up to me and put his hand on my waist. He leaned in said, “You’re right about everything you just said.” He walked into the mini sitting room/kitchenette outside of the bedroom and grabbed 2 beers from the fridge. He opened one and handed it to me and popped the top on the other and started to chug. I followed suit and started to chug as well. The beer was going down perfectly.

“So Dave, Kyle and I may be finished. Your thoughts?” I just threw it out there so he knew what the topic of the evening would be.

“Oh my God. This is entirely my fault. I could tell he hated me. I went through with everything anyway because I wanted to touch you so badly. I killed someone’s relationship because of my own wants. I knew it was a bad idea…” Dave was rambling and muttering.

“Stop, stop Dave. Nothing is your fault.” I said. I then took the next half hour to explain to Dave the dichotomy of Kyle’s and mine relationship. I gave the background for how he came to end up in our bed. I drank two more beers and he polished of another during my explanation of the current situation.

“You said you loved him like 10 times in the last 30 minutes. I don’t see the problem. You are going to end your relationship with the guy you love more than anyone in the world because he won’t blow you? I would give anything to love someone and have them love me back. I don’t care if we ever had sex of any kind as long as I had someone there with me.” Dave said.

“Oh come one Dave. That is settling for something less than you deserve. People can have both. You can have both. I should be able to spend my time with someone I love and have sex with them. Kyle gets all of the love he wants and all of the sex he wants.” I said.

We continued to talk. We guzzled more beer. We were down to 10 beers left. I think I had 8 and Dave was on number 6. I was feeling it. It hit me all at once. I know Dave was starting to get pretty drunk as well. Fuck it. I was going for it. “I have a proposal for you Dave. You aren’t budging on your stance and I am still unsure as to whether I can give up getting off for the rest of my life to be with Kyle. Let me fuck you. I have never done it. After I experience it I will be better able to decide on how important the sex aspect is to me. Are you in?” I asked.

“Oh, I want it. I want it really bad but I think I have done enough damage to your relationship. I can’t be part of your infidelity.” Dave said in a sad tone.

“It isn’t cheating. Kyle and I picked you out together to be the person I got to experience sex with. Only I blew in your mouth before I could get to your ass. So, it isn’t cheating at all. It is just the completion of our agreement. So, what do you say?” I asked.

“Do you have a condom?” Dave said with a smile.

“Get your clothes off you hot little fuck.” I said with nothing but lust coming over me. I went to the bedroom and grabbed the lube and a condom out of the nightstand. I turned around and Dave was standing there smiling. He dropped to his knees and began unbuckling my belt. I pulled my Polo over my head. Dave pulled my pants and boxers down in one swoop. I kicked off one shoe and the pants off one foot, then the other. Dave was kneeling before me and he grabbed my cock in his little hand. I stared down at his naked body. I gave all inhibitions the shoulder and decided to live the moment. “Put it in your mouth. Get me hard for your ass.” I said.

Dave kissed the tip of my cock once before wrapping his lips around my stirring cock. He let out a moan and removed his hand as he descended on my cock. I placed my hand on his head. He had really soft hair and a really hot mouth. I was going to be rock hard in no time. I loved the feeling of his spit on my cock. I loved the sucking feeling on my cock. It was such an amazing feeling. I was rock hard. “It’s time. Do you still want to be fucked by me?” I asked.

“Tell me again how bad it is going to hurt.” Dave said.

“It is going to hurt a lot at first but I promise you will begin to enjoy it before long. Lie on your back on the bed. Bring your knees to your shoulders.” I instructed. Once Dave was in the position I rolled the condom on my cock. I grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted a bunch on my fingers. I placed a finger on Dave’s waiting sphincter. I started to massage his tight anal ring. “Just relax.” I said

Dave was breathing hard and every now and then a moan would escape. I was taking my time feeling Dave’s asshole. Then I slipped a finger in. A gasp came from Dave. I started to finger fuck him very slowly. I loved how hot he was inside. My finger was on fire. I loved the feeling of how his ass muscles were constricting on my finger. After a couple minutes I slipped in a second finger. I continued to fuck him with my fingers. I could feel his ass was looser than when we started. I had a pretty decent sized cock but it wasn’t overly fat or anything. “Are you ready?” I asked.

“Oh God, Levi. I want it so badly. I have to know what it feels like. Please, just be easy with me.” Dave said.

I placed my covered cockhead at the entrance of his hot hole. I steadied my dick with one hand and started to push against his tight hole. He gasped for air. He let out a cry of exclamation. I was in. I was in a cute guy’s ass. I was only about half way in and I felt nothing but ecstasy. “Are you alright?” I asked.

“It hurts so bad. I like it, but it hurts. Go slower.” Dave said.

I continued to push into his Dave’s ass. The hot tightness of him was positively intoxicating. It took about 6 minutes but I was finally balls deep in this cute little guy. “It feels so fucking amazing. Are you still okay?” I asked.

“I am okay. It still hurts a lot.” Dave said.

I began to withdraw my cock. “Ohh, no, no. Leave it in. Pulling out hurts really bad.” Dave said.

“I’m not going to pull it all the way out. I am going to start moving back and forth. It is the only way to get you loosened up enough to enjoy it.” I said.

I pulled out slowly until just the tip was left inside Dave. I started a slow fucking motion in Dave. I pushed all the way in and pulled half way out and repeated that for about 5 or 6 minutes. I could feel Dave’s ass finally begin to stop resisting. His anal ring had finally stopped clamping down on my dick. I had never felt anything more pleasurable. “Are you okay?” I asked.

“Oh my God, it is just like you said. It feels so good. I don’t want you to ever stop.” Dave moaned.

“I’m sorry Dave but our time is short. I am going to blow any minute.” I said. I started rocking in and out and thrusting wildly. Unfortunately, I wasn’t very good at sex yet. I was a virgin after all. I wasn’t holding any sort of rhythm. I was in and out and all over the place. I was feeling something so amazing I couldn’t believe everyone wasn’t doing it all day. It was pure pleasure in the rawest form. I gasped and screamed as I came.

Dave yelled and grabbed his cock. He started spewing cum after just stroking his cock a couple times. I couldn’t help it. I was coming to the end of my climax and I just had to do it. I leaned in and planted my lips right onto Dave’s. My tongue darted into his mouth. He kissed me back. I thought of one thing and one thing only and did it. I wrapped my hand around Dave’s throat. He moaned into my mouth. I finally understood why Kyle did that to me.

Exhausted and satisfied I rose up breaking the kiss between Dave and I. I slowly pulled my softening cock from Dave’s ass. I just looked down at him and I realized I hadn’t made my decision any easier by fucking Dave. I collapsed on the bed next to Dave. I realized I just did something to Kyle he would never do to me – I cheated on him. A glance at the clock killed my buzz. It was 9:48 p.m.

Please note this is a work of fiction and the subjects in the story are not real people.


Hi, my name is Ben and my wife is called Helen. We are both in our 40′s and have a daughter aged 19 who still lives with us at our home in the Cotswold’s of England. Helen and myself have been married for 21 years and love each other very much. We have had an active sex life for most of our married life, spicing it up various ways as one does to keep it alive and well. occasionally we play fantasizing having sexual encounters with other people but to my knowledge neither of us has actually slept with anyone else. I have learn t though that my wife gets very horny when we discuss having sexual encounters especially when she has had a little too much to drink. I find that if I play on these issues then I can look forward to some pretty dirty sex fun and have wondered from time to time how far she may go.

One night recently I got to discover a very horny side to Helen, and myself, after a night out in town. We had taken a rare opportunity to go to a bar/club and let our hair down so to speak. I wasn’t drinking as I was having to drive but that wasn’t a problem for Helen. The bar was offering cheap drinks for a period during the evening and Helen was quick to take the opportunity to loosen up. Although she is in her early forties she still looks a stunner. A well retained figure ,with firm bottom and ample bust meant she could still wear short dresses with a nice bit of exposed cleavage without looking like some old dogs dinner. This was confirmed pretty quickly by the amorous leering from several young studs as she danced seductively for me coaxing me out of my chair onto the dance floor. As the night progressed a couple of lads latched onto us, mainly Helen I guess in reality, so as to be able to get chance for a dance with her and the odd grope that’s part of the course.

It was of no surprise to me that I found myself feeling a stiff cock coming on, seeing her gyrating her hips and so forth into a hot young horny bloke, her hem of her dress riding up at times showing ample leg. Sometimes the top of her cleavage would catch a bit on the guys jacket and pull this way or that way and the roundness of her boobs would be that extra bit exposed. As the night started to close she was certainly getting hot , evident by the red flush to her cheeks and the erect nipples poking through her dress. I recognized that sexy state she was in , with her tousled long blond hair all a mess and the glaze in her eyes.

I was starting to think rude thoughts, starting to think animal, my heart pumped harder and my cock got harder.

Helen returned to our table towing one of the lads with her and asked me to dance the last dance with her to which I agreed and I asked the lads to look after our table. I danced with Helen pressed up real close, moving as one with her body to the slow smoochy music. I could feel her heat, if fact feel her sweat leeching through her clothing, her erect nipples making me want to fuck her there and then. The music finished and we returned to our table to find the two lads waiting. During saying our goodbyes it occurred that the lads were going to call a taxi as they were staying at a guest house in a village just past ours. I suggested that they could have a lift with us as it wouldn’t take us out of our way and to which they gratefully accepted.

When we got to my car we realized we had a problem. I had been out golfing earlier and had both the boot and the backseat covered with golf bags and trollies and the only way I could accommodate all four of us was to move the equipment into the front passenger seat as no manner of arrangement would free enough space in the back without doing so. This meant that the lads would have to sit in the back with my wife as well. There were no objections even though it was tight, with Helen taking the smallest center position between the two lads. I checked my mirror that they were all strapped in and set off .

I couldn’t help checking my mirror as Helen looked so sexy with her legs up higher than usual due to the raise in the floor where her feet were. I could actually see up her dress as she had to sit with her legs apart some and the sight of her skimpy red thong was almost too much for me to handle. After some small chat I noticed things had gone quiet and it drew me to looking closer into the mirror. I soon discovered the reason for the lack of chat as I was stunned to see that Helen was being snogged by the two guys, one after the other. When I adjusted my position a little I also caught sight of roaming hands, one set my wife’s feeling bulges ,and another two sets on her legs and tits.

I focused on the road for a few seconds to settle down and gave my cock a rub, it was on fire. I slowed down and decided to see how far it went, taking a chance to adjust the mirror to a more favorable angle. Helen was now eyes closed and humping one lads fingers and the other guy kissed her neck and fondled an exposed tit. I was surprised how quiet they were managing to keep it all but as i thought that Helen let out an almighty gasp as she climaxed from her finger fucking. I decided that was game over as far as the secret was involved. I asked Helen if she was enjoying herself and she replied, ‘ooh fuck yes’. I decided then that i needed some action and sped up the car a little to get to a small back lane I knew. I turned down the lane , known to many lovers, and found a nice grassy pull off.

At this point the lads were in a panic but I reassured them all was OK. I suggested the lady needed a good fucking and that the three of us would do nice. Helen objected weakly, as I opened the back door letting one lad out, the other lad getting out from his side. Helen had already unbelted and as she slid around I reached and grabbed her thong crotch and yanked them off, they were soaking wet ‘you wont need these dear’ I said. As she got out she staggered a bit but gave a little laugh and asked who was to be first.

I decided to sit her on a conveniently found ramblers sty, where walkers crossed over fences from one field to another. It was the right height and she could sit up a bit leaving me a good position to eat out her sopping pussy juices. whilst I did the lapping the lads set about sucking her tits and Helen started wanking their cocks. The whole thing was so surreal yet so sexually electrified. Helen was whimpering and moaning in pleasure so much I could barely refrain from cumming. After licking her to another climax I pulled her back towards the edge of the wooden foot board and offered my cock to her cunt, pushing slightly until it started to disappear into her. I pumped her slow and deep watching her face as in her lowered position she took one of the lads cocks in her mouth and began sucking in earnest.

I wasn’t that interested in the other cocks but they were roughly the same size as my 8 inches although a bit more curved and bulbous. After a few minutes I stopped , pulled her up and span her around. I sat on the wooden sty and told her to lower herself onto my cock and impale her bum hole on me. She looked shocked but got the idea and wiped some of our fluids around her hole where I took over and fingered it loose. After some effort she managed to get my cock in her bum hole and I pulled her back at an angle to rest on me. I then told the lads to take her cunt in turns while I was up her rear. when the first lad stuck his cock in her cunt she let out such a guttural cry I realized she was in heaven.

The lads pumped her relay fashion 30 pumps a time and she just kept cumming and cumming. After about 6 or 7 minutes of this treatment she eventually gave way to spasms and squirting and then begged to be rested. During this time I had shot my wad up her rear but had managed to keep it up there till the end. One of the lads had shot his load while waiting another turn but all three of us were ready to go again. Helen conceded she was well and truly fucked and couldn’t manage more but asked if she could wank us all off and squirt our cum over her tits as a consolation. We all agreed reluctantly, but also gratefully for she had been a good sport. I wiped her down with my dirty golf towel and drove the lads to their guest house accommodation.

We didn’t see the lads again nor did we remember their names but Helen remembered the fun and has intimated she might like another session like that another day. I am just trying to think of a plan.

Michelle returned from the bathroom after about 15 minutes.

I was still in my seat watching secretly from behind the mirror, wondering what Sandy had meant when she asked; “Do you like the show so far?”

The implication that there is more to come, but what more could these people do to my drunk wife?

More to the point; what would she let them do?

Sandy handed me a drink & left the room. I was watching Michelle walking around the main room a bit confused & obviously looking for me.

She had straightened her dress, touched up her makeup & let her blonde hair out.

Michelle looked a million bucks as she made her way past the dance floor, turning heads all the way to a glass table the corner of the room opposite the bar.

I got up, walked through a door & into the next room. I sat in the last chair at the far end, literally three metres from my wife, who was still looking around trying to find me.

Why could I hear the music I thought to myself?

I noticed a couple open air vents in the window just below the ceiling, which allowed me to hear fairly clearly.

One of the waiters walked over to Michelle and handed her an orange drink in a tall thin glass. She smiled, thanked him & turned away as he walked back to the bar. Now she was facing the mirror & sipping her drink, oblivious to the fact I was looking her in the eyes.

Michelle touched up her lipstick, adjusted her mask & played subtly with her hair in the reflection. She was clearly enjoying herself because she was swaying her hips & humming along to the music, not realizing she was staring right at me.

I was so fixated on her beauty that I didn’t even see them approach her, but soon Michelle was surrounded by three masked men.

“You’re very sexy Blondie.” The guy on the right said in a British accent, “Do you want to have some fun?”

“No thank you” Michelle replied, “I’m just waiting for my husband & then we’re going home.”

“But my friends & I want to fuck that pretty little ass of yours.” He said lewdly as he reached behind & grabbed her ass. “You know you want it baby.”

“Ewww don’t!” Michelle snapped as she slapped his hand away. “Fuck off!”

“Now don’t play rough babe,” He said as he took her arm by the wrist & used his other hand to grab her ass again. “Your ass is what school boy’s dream of when they jack off.”

“Yuck!” She said pulling a sour face, “That’s disgusting.”

“What can I say? You look like a teacher babe” he continued, “…and I’m just a horny school boy who deserves an F!”

“You’re a pig!” Michelle snapped at him, “Now let me go.”

Michelle’s other hand was holding her drink, so she was in a predicament as the other two guys closed in & crowded her space.

“Has your husband ever knocked on that pretty little back door?” The guy was becoming more vulgar, “Or do you tell him it’s dirty?”

“I don’t know…” Michelle started to speak but was cut off as the guy continued.

“You don’t know what?” He smirked, “If your husband has thought about fucking you from behind?”

“I… never… huh!” Michelle stuttered.

“Don’t worry baby, he has dreamt of it ever since you met” He cut her off again. “Men love nothing more than turning little princesses just like you into anal fuck-sluts!”

Michelle’s mouth dropped open in shock, “My god. That’s disgusting!” She turned & looked at him. “You’re a horrible pig!”

“Damn right, & you’re my dirty little fuck-slut!” he said as he leaned in and kissed her.

The kiss lasted for about 3 seconds before Michelle pulled her face away. “Don’t, I don’t want to.” She said annoyed.

Her mouth dropped open again, she let out a gasp. Her eyes were wide open & staring straight at me because the guy pulled her hand to his exposed 9 inch cock & rubbed it hard on his crotch.

“Relax, it won’t bite.” He said smiling as his other hand started groping her ass. “You love all this attention, don’t you slut?”

“Why are you doing this to me?” Michelle said confused as one of the other men placed his hand on her right breast. “Please stop, I don’t want to.”

“If you don’t want to, then why are you playing with my cock?” The guy asked.

I looked down & saw that every time he rubbed Michelle’s hand on his dick, he released the grip on her wrist. She was now stroking his cock by herself. Each time her hand moved down the shaft, her fingers gripped tighter.

His other hand was sliding up the front of her thigh, lifting her black cocktail dress higher each time & exposing the tops of her black stockings.

The guy beside her was pinching her nipple through the thin fabric of the dress, as the guy behind walked away to the corner. I watched him as he started to drag the glass table closer.

Michelle’s stockings were briefly but regularly on display as her assailants molested her body. The guy was whispering in her ear, but I couldn’t hear what he was saying.

He had worked both his hands high under her dress and was simultaneously playing with her front & back

“Do you like me rubbing your pussy slut?” he said.

Michelle sounded meek & spoke quietly. “Yes.”

“And what about when I put my finger here?” She gasped and shuffled forward a bit as he moved his other hand around on her ass. “Well teacher. Are you going to give me an A?”

Michelle looked ashamed while staring at her reflection & nodding reluctantly, as she agreed to the indecent proposal without saying a word.

“I’m going to let you suck my dick now slut.” He said still rubbing her crotch, “That way I will be lubed up for when I slide it into your asshole”

Michelle was confused, drunk & had completely lost her inhibitions by this stage. He put his hand on her head & guided her as she knelt down in front of him without releasing the grip on his cock.

Slowly she lent forward & started to lick the tip of his dick. Sliding her mouth over the head, she used her tongue while her hand continued stroking his shaft.

The guy grabbed the back of her head, clenched his fingers & twisted her hair as he pulled her closer. “That’s it slut, try to make me cum!”

Michelle was gradually taking more & more of this guys cock in her mouth. Deep-throating his shaft until she couldn’t fit anymore in.

He was rough & pulled her closer. “Just breathe slut, you won’t choke.” He said as she began to gag.

After a few minutes he suddenly jerked her head back, pulling it away from his dick. “Stand up slut!” he demanded.

Michelle stood up and looked at him, waiting for her next instruction. ‘Now show me those tits.”

Michelle noticed that there were now about fifteen people standing around her as she looked around, unsure of this command. “I haven’t got all day slut. Show me those tits!” He firmly said again.

Reluctantly, Michelle reached up and slid the spaghetti straps off her shoulders. She pulled the front of her black cocktail dress down & exposed her tiny pink nipples. They were hard & centered perfectly on her creamy white perky A-cup breasts.

My dick was like a rock as I watched my beautiful wife standing half naked in front of this crowd. I wanted to go out there & drag her away, but I was so turned on but the evening’s events, that I needed to see more.

“Turn around & face the table” the guy instructed as she slowly turned around. “Now lift your dress & show me that sweet ass.”

Michelle hiked her skirt up over her hips & held it in place. Her black thigh high stockings & garters attached looked amazing. She was now facing the growing crowd of onlookers.

They could see her shaved pussy through thin lace thong & I could see her perfectly formed ass as she stood like a statue waiting for her next instruction.

He walked up behind her & reached around to her chest. “These are fucking perfect.” He said as he massaged her breasts & licked her neck for a few moments again whispering in her ear.

“Alright slut” He said stepping back & pointing to the glass table. “Bend over that table, spread your legs & raise that fine ass high.”

As Michelle lent over the glass table & she was immediately startled by a guy lying on the floor looking straight up at her naked breasts. It didn’t stop her as she spread her legs about two feet apart & waited.

The guy knelt down behind her & buried his face in her ass. Michelle’s black lace thong was pulled aside as the guy started licking & tonguing her pussy & asshole like a hungry dog.

Michelle was resting on her elbows to start with, but she lowered her body onto the clear glass table as the pleasure became too much. With her breasts pressed onto the glass, she started moaning quite loudly & moving her hips in rhythm as he tongue-fucked her ass.

Because her eyes were closed, she didn’t see the guy under table pull out a video camera. Everything he was filming was now displayed on a large cinema size screen above the bar.

Everyone in the room was now watching my wife having her ass eaten out from two angles. Half the crowd turned to watch the screen as he continued filming the action.

The guy soon stood up behind her & wiped his mouth. Like clockwork, one of the waiters walked over & handed him a small bottle of lubricant.

Hooking his index finger under the thin g-string of her thong, he again pulled it to one side. With his other hand, he squirted lube into the crack of her ass & then onto his rock hard cock before throwing the bottle & rubbing lube all over the shaft & head.

He rested his hand on the small of her back & gently pressed his thumb onto her puckered asshole as Michelle stared panting like she was short of breath..

Michelle relaxed more & slowly his thumb started to slide in. The digit moved beyond his nail, then the knuckle where he held it steady allowing her to get used to it.

“Tell me you like that slut.” He said loudly. “Tell me you want it deeper.”

“I … like it.” Michelle exhaled as she spoke, “Give me… uhhh… More…”

He continued to press his thumb farther into her asshole. I looked up at the screen & could see her staring right at the camera. Michelle’s eyes were bloodshot & her face blushed pink as he worked his thumb in & out of he ass.

He moved closer behind her & removed his thumb. “I’ll give you more you fucking slut.”

Holding the head of his cock on her puckering asshole, he gripped her hips and began to push forward.

The head of his dick popped in, but he didn’t push too much. Instead he again waited for Michelle’s ass to relax and open up a bit more. This allowed her body to accept the invasion and made his insertion smoother.

Slowly but surly his cock was sliding farther into my wife’s ass. He reached around & began to rub her clit until all 9 inches were buried deep inside her.

He began to slide in & out now, pumping her from behind & still talking. “You like that, don’t you slut?”

On the big screen I could see Michelle’s nipples were pressed flat onto the glass as she gripped tight to the sides of the table. “Yes, yes… ummmm… Yes!” She mumbled in a fit of bliss.

Her cheek pressed onto the cold glass. Drool started to leak from the corner of her mouth & her lipstick smeared on the glass.

He was getting faster now & slapping her butt cheeks like he was riding a horse.

“Tell me you love it slut!” He demanded. “Tell me I’m the best fuck you’ve ever had!”

“Ohhh… I… Uhhh… Ohhhh… I love it!” Michelle yelled out in short, sharp breaths. “Fuck me hard, fuck me hard, fuck me…”

His hands were firmly pressing down on her ass as he started fucking her harder. With short sharp thrusts, Michelle was lost in this strange world of pleasure, grinding her sweaty hips to his rhythm.

Most of the people were watching then big screen when the guy neared his climax & started to lose rhythm & pull out.

“Cum in me!” Michelle screamed out between thrusts. “I want… uhhh… Cum in my ass you prick!”

“Aaaarrr… Yesss! That’s it you slut!” The guy grunted as he squeezed her hips, thrust forward & shot his load into my wife’s ass.

“Ooooaaaahhhh!” Michelle moaned as her body went limp on the table like she had climaxed also. “Uuummmm… Yummm…”

He withdrew his cock until it popped out of her, followed by a river of creamy white cum.

I watched in amazement as her dilated pink anus started to spasm & contract. Michelle was leaning face first on the table exhausted, with her legs still straight & her ass in the air.

The guy lightly slapped her ass cheek when he walked away, leaving her breathing heavily, exposed & vulnerable in front of the crowd.

Two women walked over. They helped Michelle up, turned her around & sat her back down on the edge of the table.

The dress was still bunched around her waist as she sat there looking dazed & confused with her arms dangling limp at her sides.

I was wondering what was going to happen next, then one of the women leaned in & started passionately kissing Michelle on the lips.

To be continued…

It was early October now and hoodie season, as I liked to call it, was upon us at last. The time of year I loved the most, when it was starting to cool down, but it wasn’t too cold, just comfortable.

It was the time of the year when you could go out just wearing a hooded sweatshirt and I loved being able to do that!

A few months had passed since my first encounter with Kendra. My ass had made a full recovery by now since a pretty decent amount of time had elapsed. I hadn’t made any effort to be back on the bottom just yet though, and I had not yet seen Kendra since that first time. Well, I actually had seen her plenty of times at the club, we bumped into each other pretty often.

We just hadn’t slept together since our one night together.

But now my mind was recalling our conversation that first time we ran into each other at The Raven, about a week after we had sex… walking into the club with Lisa at my side, we were making our way towards the bar, pushing through the crowd. I said hello to a few of the other girls I knew, as we brushed by them.

Suddenly about halfway to the bar, I felt a hand on my back and turned around to see Kendra standing over me with a big smile.

“Hey there, Jay… how’s your ass feeling?”

I laughed, “It’s been better! Expecting it to make a full recovery soon.”

“That’s good to hear. Do you think we could spend some more time together again… like real soon?”

“I don’t know Kendra,” I said honestly, “I loved the way you made me feel… but I think I need a little while before I go back to being a bottom for anyone.”

“I see… that’s okay. You know where to find me when you’re ready for more,” she said winking at me.

She then leaned in and gave me a kiss on the lips, before turning and walking away. I glanced over at Lisa, who was grinning evilly at me.

“I see you ran into your ‘friend’ Jay… going home with her tonight?”

“Shut up,” I said, giving her a playful shove.

“I told her it’s going to be a while before I bend over for her or anyone else for that matter.”

“Aww, well that’s a shame,” I heard Holly’s voice from behind me, “Cause I was really looking forward to getting another shot with you.”

“You and a few other girls in this club,” Lisa joked.

We spent the rest of that night drinking, dancing, and having fun. I didn’t hook up with anyone that night, but Holly went off and hung out with a couple of guys. Lisa wandered off at some point as well, and I hung out at the bar with Jen, who I had not yet gotten the chance to call, as I had promised the previous time I was there.

My mind returning to the present, I realized that I’ve actually been spending most of my time at the club talking with Jen lately… and don’t ask me why, but we haven’t slept together yet.

Every time we run into each other and begin talking, gradually getting a nice chemistry going between us, something would always seem to interrupt. Maybe it’s just bad timing, or maybe bad luck… I don’t really know, but tonight I decided this was going to be the night I hook up with her, one way or another.

I had been sitting at home in my apartment that Saturday night, finishing up dinner. I decided to make my way to The Raven and see if Jen was there. But I thought I’d give her a call first before heading out the door. It rang twice, and she picked up, with a cheerful voice.

“Hey Jen, it’s me Jay.”

“Hey, what’s up buddy?”

“I’m heading over to The Raven tonight… you going to be there?”

“Well, I wasn’t originally,” she said. “But if you’re going to be there, then sure.”

I laughed, realizing that she was probably just as desperate at this point to hook up with me, as I was to hook up with her. Like I said, we had been trying to find the right opportunity for a while now, things just kept strangely getting in the way.

“Great, I’m heading over there now… see you soon?”

“You betcha,” she said.

We hung up, and I grabbed my car keys, heading downstairs to the car. I had no intention of getting drunk tonight… I was just hoping to spend some time with Jen, and hopefully get a chance to have some “fun” with her as well.

Arriving at the club, I parked my car and quickly made my way inside. I had only gotten to the front door of the club, when I heard a familiar voice calling my name. As I quickly turned, I saw Jen running towards me. When she reached me, she threw her arms around me and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

“Looks like you beat me here,” she laughed.

“Yeah, but only by a minute or so! Let’s go inside, I’ll buy you a drink.”

I took her by the hand and led her into the club, through the crowd and towards the bar. One or two beers wouldn’t render me incapable of driving home tonight. So I bought Jen a vodka, and myself a beer and we started talking about the past week. It felt like minutes had passed, but before I knew it, I looked at the clock and noticed it was 11:30 already.

“It’s getting late,” I begin saying as I looked over at her, and she smiled.

“I’m glad you invited me to hang with you Jay… but… I have to admit, I was honestly hoping we would be doing a little more than just talking.”

“Oh, is that so,” I teased.

“Yes, that’s so,” she said, climbing off of her seat and sitting down on my lap with a sexy grin.

She draped her arms around my neck and leaned in real close, and I could feel her warm breath on my face.

“Wanna dance?” she whispered to me in a seductive voice.

I figured it would be a good way for the two of us to get ourselves nice and worked up, and so I agreed. We both stood, and I took her hand once again leading her out to the dance floor. There was a heavy bass pop song playing over the radio, people grinding against each other and a few people making out and being quite hands on with each other.

With Jen in front of me, her ass pointing out slightly towards me, I started grinding with her to the music. The bass was pumping and it was easy for the two of us to get into the vibe. She turned around and we were now face to face with each other. Three songs later, and the DJ had started playing a slower song. I’d heard it before, though I had no idea what the name of it was… it seemed like Jen did though.

“I love this song,” she said, excited. She draped her arms over my neck, and I pulled her close as we started dancing. As we danced in a circle around the floor, Jen stared deep into my eyes and I felt the energy starting to rise between the two of us quickly.

I took the lead, and moved in, pressing my lips to hers. They were so soft… and she was wearing what I believed to be some sort of cherry lipstick. Our tongues tangled together, as we began making out, and I felt her hand grabbing at my cock.

She rubbed me through my pants, until I was as hard as I thought I could get. Breaking that kiss, she started eagerly kissing, sucking, and biting at my neck. I groaned now as she gently bit and parted from my neck after a few long seconds.

“I want you,” she whispered. “Right now.”

“Let’s go then,” I said.

Wasting no time, the both of us started rushing off towards the staircase that would lead us down to the basement. We were rushing, hopeful that nothing would come up to interrupt us this time.

We got downstairs, and chose the nearest, open room, locking it tight and embracing one another tightly.

Making out once again, I felt her fumbling with my belt and I pushed her towards the bed. She sat down on the edge, and smiled seductively up at me.

“I’m going to suck your cock.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” I joked.

She pulled my pants, and boxers down, around my ankles and took hold of my cock. In a firm grip, she began stroking me with one hand and massaging my balls with the other. I moaned, growing more stiff by the second.

Jen gave the tip of my shaft a lick, teasing it for a few painfully long seconds with her tongue. Once she felt like she had teased me enough, she started sucking on the tip only. After a few more moments, she slowly slid her wet, silky lips down over my shaft until my balls were pressing up against her chin.

I took a handful of her soft hair, and started moving her head up and down over my cock. The sucking, gagging noises, filled my ears and I leaned my head back, enjoying every second of this brilliant blowjob.

She stopped just momentarily to look up at me and ask, “whose topping?”

“Oh,” I said, “I uh… I’m on break from being a bottom if that’s okay with…”

“That’s fine with me baby, I just want to feel your big cock inside of me.”

I loved how interested she was in pleasuring me, the idea that she mostly just wanted me to fuck her, rather than the other way around or both ways, made me even more aroused. She had swallowed my cock whole, once again, and was really going at it now and I had given myself completely over to her. I laid back on the mattress, my arms above my head as Jen continued to orally please me.

I heard the wet popping sound of my cock sliding out of her mouth again, and she came up to kiss me on the lips.

“I want you to fuck me, but first… are you okay with going down on me?”

That I didn’t mind, I wasn’t looking to get fucked in the ass, but I loved to suck a nice tranny cock as much as I loved to have mine sucked.

“Gladly,” I smiled.

“Good… cause I am dying for some good deep throat action!”

“Oh, is that right?”

“Totally… Lisa told me your pretty good at deep throat.”

Laughing, I took her by the arms and turned her over onto her back. With me on top now, I kissed her on the lips and then smiled down at her.

“Just lay back and relax, and I’ll show what I can do,” I said.

I started kissing my way down her whole body, over her breasts, stopping briefly to lick and suck on each of her nipples before continuing. I kissed my way down her belly, and to her thighs. I stopped just in front of her big cock, which was by now fully erect.

Jen was about seven and a half inches long, and a bit on the thick side as well. Nothing I couldn’t handle though, as I was definitely used to this by now. I dove right in, wrapping my lips around her member, licking and sucking. Up and down my head moved, I cradled her balls and massaged them for a few moments… I was trying to build a fire before going into what she really wanted.

She moaned, writhing around underneath of me, and feeling her move around made me more eager to please her. Finally, I took her to my throat, delivering what she had been waiting for this whole time.

I suppressed my gag-reflex, something I had gotten a lot better at doing recently, taking her as deep as I could manage. I could feel her warm balls against my chin, saliva running down them, as I started the swallowing motions that would drive her crazy.

“Oh god,” she moaned loudly, “Lisa was right… this feels great!”

I continued for a few moments before gasping for air as I came back up, spit running down my chin. I waited about three seconds, before taking her once again and holding her there for as long as I could manage.

“Oh fuck… that’s so… fucking good,”

Again, I popped back up for air, and again I went back down, swallowing her whole. Two minutes of sucking, stroking and deep throating, and finally Jen cried out in pleasure. Her body tensed up underneath of me and she quite vocally announced her impending orgasm.

I felt the hot load shoot against the back of my throat, and I swallowed it all, it was quite a lot of cum, but I took it all. When it was over, I came back up, breathing in oxygen as though I had been suffocating. I was gasping, but still managed to smile at her as she pushed herself up into a sitting position.

“That was amazing, Jay,” she said happily.

“I’m glad… you liked it… now,” I replied between gasps.

“Now, I want you to fuck me like your life depends on it,” she ordered.

I wasn’t protesting, I had been waiting for this chance. I grabbed her legs, lifting them up and causing her to fall back again, both of us laughing as she fell.

Holding her legs high up above her head, I moved my face up close to her asshole. I began to lick up and down the crack, pushing my tongue into her hole and lubing her up nice and good.

I gave her another lick up and down her crack, this time going all the way up to her balls. I then licked her balls for a few moments, before moving back down towards her asshole.

“Oh Jay… I want you so bad,” she moaned.

I was done with the foreplay, and I was ready to get this show moving. I pulled my face away from her behind, keeping her legs suspended in the air and grabbed a bottle of lube that was sitting on the nightstand next to the mattress… someone must have left it after their last session in this room.

After getting my dick nice and lubed up, and applying an extra amount to Jen’s asshole, I pressed the tip against her hole and leaned in close to kiss her on the lips. In missionary position, our lips locked together, I gave a push and felt myself slide right into her.

Jen dug her nails into my back, moaning into the kiss as I pushed inch-by-inch deep into her tight asshole. Once I was all the way in, I stayed still for a few moments before the kiss broke, and Jen started moving her hands up and down my back.

“I’ve been waiting for this,” she whispered into my ear. With that, I started thrusting in and out of her, slowly at first.

Gradually, as she started moaning louder, I increased my pace, fucking her harder and faster. Our sweaty bodies slapping together, our breathing becoming heavier… I loved the way her ass felt around my cock. I began to get tired of leaning on my hands and my arms were starting to hurt.

I decided it was best to change positions now. Rolling over onto my back, I pulled her over on top of me, so that now she could ride my cock. Up and then down she bounced on my cock, her own semi-erect penis flopping about as she did. She cupped her breasts, moaning as she moved up and down, up and down over my shaft.

I felt her asshole starting to tighten around me, and I grabbed her erection and started jerking her.

“Oh yeah,” Jen sighed, then ordered, “Fucking pound me Jay!”

With my feet flat on the bed, my legs bent, I began thrusting upwards, fucking her as hard as I could manage. I pushed up into her and lifted my ass up off of the bed, holding that position for a few long seconds. Apparently, she really liked that, because Jen suddenly, and quite randomly, cried out in pleasure and started to cum.

She shot her load all over my stomach and chest, and there was a lot of cum. It had all been completely random too, I just assumed however that I must have hit exactly the right spot by doing what I had done.

“Holy shit,” she cried, out of breath. “That was fucking amazing!”

I still had not finished myself yet though, and I did not intend on stopping until I had made sure we had both gotten ourselves off. Continuing to thrust in and out of her, with her bouncing up and down on me, she started moaning and panting once again. Her dick grew hard again, and she started stroking herself in rhythm with my thrusts.

“Cum for me baby,” she whispered, squeezing her ass around me, “Cum inside of my ass for me… I want to feel you filling me up now.”

With her request made, I felt my body begin to tense up, my balls burning with hot cum just waiting to be freed. I groaned, calling out her name, semen bursting from the tip and pumping deep into her loosened asshole.

I felt my fluids dripping out, running down my shaft and over my balls, as we stayed in that position, kissing intensely. Finally, she collapsed on top of me, both of us covered in sweat and we lay like that a few moments more.

She rolled off of me onto her back, and we both sat up, wiping the sweat from our faces.

“I had a lot of fun,” she said laughing.

“So did I… I’m really glad we finally got to do this.”

I gave her a kiss, got out of bed and started to put my clothes back on. Jen rolled off the mattress on the other side, searching for her panties and looked over at me as she slipped into them.

“Are you coming next Friday?”

“Here?” I asked, unsure of where she meant.

“No, to the bonfire that we’re all having at Rob and Annie’s house?”

Rob hadn’t said anything to me just yet, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t invited. When Rob would throw parties of any sort he almost always waited until the last second to let me know, it had been that way since we were teenagers, throwing high school parties.

“I’m sure I’ll be there… he hasn’t said anything to me yet though.”

“Well, I hope I get to see you there… maybe we can hang out some more.”

“That would be fun,” I said pulling my shirt over my head. I walked over to her, pulled her into my arms and gave her a kiss on the lips. We left the club together, hand in hand, and I gave her a ride back to her place before making my way back to my own apartment.


As I figured, Rob sent me an e-mail two days later, inviting me to a bonfire he was having at his house that coming Friday.

Details: Starts at 8:00. Beer, food, music, and fun. At Rob and Annie’s house. Byob.

At the bottom there was a personal note asking everyone it had been sent to, to reply with their decision as to whether or not they would be there. I clicked reply, and cracking my knuckles, I began to type my response.

Count me in bro! I’ll be there for sure. We should party the way we used to back in the day. I’ll bring the Jack Daniels and it’ll be just like old times.

I clicked send, and logged off of my e-mail account. Back in high school, and during our college days, Rob and I use to party almost every weekend together. Back then, we drank a lot of whiskey, and whenever we would drink, we always got pretty wild. It was a lot of fun, we never got violent, or did anything that would result in anyone getting hurt.

We just drank, got sloppy drunk, and had fun. I still drink whiskey to this day, I’m just not as heavy with it as I had been back then. I was definitely craving a night where we could kick back and have the same kind of fun we use to have back then. Maybe we would surprise the girls with how funny we could get when we were that messed up.

I received a response from him a few minutes later.

Dude, I’m down. Bring the whiskey and we’ll show everyone how the class of 2006 parties.

It was on then! This Friday night was going to be a lot of fun, I knew it would. I doubted there would be any sex involved, since I had a hard time usually getting hard while I was drinking whiskey… unless I was on the submissive end. If it was with someone like Lisa or Holly… or even Annie, I would be okay with being a bottom. It had been a few months, maybe it was about time for me to get back into it little by little.


Friday night arrived, and excited beyond belief, I quickly got ready before making my way over to Rob’s place. I threw on a white t-shirt and covered it with my black Philadelphia Flyers hoodie, honoring my city’s Hockey team. Upon arriving at Rob’s house, I was met at the front door by Annie, who looked quite happy to see that I had made it.

“Hey Jay, it’s so good to see you,” she said happily, leaning in to give me a big hug. I embraced her back, and she gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“Thanks for the invite, I really have been looking forward to this.”

“It’s no problem,” she said, welcoming me inside.

This was actually the first time I had been to their house since they first moved in together a few months back. I remembered when Rob had told me that they were getting a place together. He had been very excited about it, and I was happy for the both of them. I would have helped them move, but I had been so busy with work at that time, I just couldn’t get any time off to pitch in the extra hands.

Rob didn’t hold it against me though, and instead, his brother wound up helping them with everything he had to do.

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