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story by wifewatcher (wifwat):
It's funny how one evening can change your whole way of
life. My wife's friend, Vera, had asked us to join her
and her husband to her works dinner dance. I thought
'How boring'. Her husband is a bit of a bore and we
wouldn't know anyone else at the party but Joan was
very keen on going, so of course we went. Halfway
through the meal, Vera took ill.
Probably something she had eaten didn't agree with her,
so they went home. Now here we were, not knowing a soul
there. Joan had been drinking a bit and was quite
merry. After the meal there was dancing. We had danced
a couple of numbers, then I went to the bar to get more
drinks and as I returned, a guy was asking Joan to
dance.
'Go ahead!' I said. 'It will give me a rest.' So off
they went. I sat watching them as best I could as the
lighting had been dimmed and they kept getting
swallowed up in the crowed. When Joan returned, she
looked rather flushed.
'Been over doing it?' I asked. 'No!' She replied
looking very embarrassed. 'He kept putting his hands on
my bottom.' Well now, perhaps the evening wasn't going
to be too boring after all. I had often fantasised
about watching Joan with another guy but knowing how
prudish she is sometimes, I never really thought it
would ever happen.
'And did you like it?' I asked.
'I-I don't know.' She said, as she blushed even more.
Just then another guy came and asked her to dance. She
didn't even wait for me to say anything, she was up and
off. This time when she returned to our table, she was
breathing hard.
'I need you!' She said between breaths. 'Take me home,
I need you!'
She was obviously 'turned on' but I didn't want this
evening to end just when it was starting to look good.
'Come on!' I said as I took her by the hand and dragged
her after me. We went down the passage passed the
toilets to the cloakroom. I bundled her inside and
switched off the lights. When I got my hand up her
short dress, I was surprised to find how soaking wet
her panties were. I quickly pulled them off her and
spread her legs and buried my face into her neatly
trimmed pussy. It only took but a few flicks of my
tongue on her clit to have her gasping in orgasm.
"Oh god! I needed that," she said though gasps for
breathe.
"Now tell me what happened on the dance floor?"
"I.. I feel so ashamed. I was letting strange men paw
at my body. I'm sorry!," she said as she started to
cry.
"No, no!" I said, in as comforting a way as I could. I
had my own problems; my cock was liable to burst at any
second.
"It's OK! It really is. I don't mind you having a bit
of fun."
"Are you sure? It is all my fault; I've had too much to
drink. Those men could probably see that and were
taking advantage."
"I think they would have tried their hand whether you
were drunk or not. You look so sexy in that short
dress, I can't blame them for being attracted to you."
"Oh!," she said, going into her little girl voice. She
always does this when she is in a sexy mood. "Do you
really think I look sexy?"
"I always think you look sexy. You're the most gorgeous
woman in the world."
"Oh, you're just being silly now," she said, but I
could see she was lapping it up.
"Well those two guys who you danced with certainly
thought so."
"Well.. er, there is something you don't know. You
probably couldn't see as we were on the crowded dance
floor but I never finished dancing a full song with one
man."
"What do you mean?" I asked, puzzled but intrigued.
"Other men kept cutting in and each new one was bolder
than the last. They were taking more liberties,
touching my breasts and rubbing me in the front."
"In the front? Oh you mean they were playing with your
pussy."
"Oh yes! Do I sound awful saying it was exciting?"
"Not at all. You are a very sexy woman; you will of
course get turned on when you're stimulated. Perfectly
natural," I said, trying to make it sound like the most
ordinary thing in the world. God, my dick was really
aching now.
"Then the last one actually had his hand inside my
panties and I was almost 'coming' when the music
stopped. That's when I rushed back to you."
She had to be drunk to be talking like this in so open
a fashion. Sex is something she does enjoy in the
bedroom in the dark but she would never talk about it.
Another thing she would never do was suck my dick, so I
thought that this would be a great time to try to get
her to do it, in her drunken condition.
I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her down to
a kneeling position. She didn't hesitate when I put my
cock to her lips; her mouth opened and swallowed me in
fully. I was practically fucking her throat but not for
very long as I was too turned on. I held her head as
for the first time in our married life; I poured my
spunk down her throat. God it was lovely.
She got back up, smiled and kissed me. There wasn't a
trace of cum on her lips as she had swallowed the lot.
"That was nice," she said. "Why haven't we done that
before?"
I couldn't believe this was the same woman, she must be
really drunk.
"Can I go and dance some more? You know, with some more
men?," she said with a big smile.
"Of course you can, my darling. The more men the
better." My dick was rising again.
"Oh you are good to me," she almost purred.
As we returned to the main room, someone was just
finishing a speech. It was announced that they would
now have some entertainment. A black guy and two girls
came on and started doing a Limbo dancing act. I sat
Joan back at our table and I went off to the bar to get
more drinks. I was awhile waiting to be served as
everyone else had the same idea, to get drinks whilst
the floorshow was on.
I heard the dancer asking for volunteers to have a go
at doing the Limbo. I was astonished to see Joan get up
and go onto the floor with several other people. As I
was returning to our table with the drinks, I suddenly
remembered that Joan had left her panties in the
cloakroom and she was wearing a very short skirt. I
rushed to the dance floor but I was too late, Joan was
just going into her turn.
She was bending backwards as far as she could and
shuffling under the bamboo pole. I saw a flash as one
of the guys took a candid shot of my pantyless wife
showing everything, to everybody. I don't know if it
was the flash or just too much drink but just then Joan
slipped and fell with a bump. Three guys rushed over to
her and made a great show of checking she was OK.
"We'd better take her to the first aid room."
One of the guys said. So between them, they lifted her
up and carried her off. I followed them but by the time
I had got out to the lift, the doors were just closing.
I had to go back into the main room to ask directions
to the first aid room. It was on the floor above and as
I came back out into the corridor, I saw another group
of men going into the lift. I went up the stairs and as
I got there, I could see them disappearing into a room.
The moans grew louder as I approached the first aid
room, it had a glass panel in the door that was frosted
on the bottom half but I could see clearly through the
top half. The men were surrounding my wife and through
the occasional gap, I could see that she had been
stripped naked and one of the guys was getting between
her legs.
As the gap closed, I could see her high heel shoes go
up in the air. The guy was obviously putting her legs
over his shoulders as he was going to fuck her. I
didn't realise that I had done it but I found myself
with my dick in my hand and I was wanking furiously
away in time to my wife's fucking.
The guy groaned as he filled her full of his cum and
another guy took his place. I could stand this no
longer. I had to get a close up view of my lovely Joan
being turned into a slut. I entered the room and as I
was pushing my way in, one of the guys said. "Hey! Wait
your turn!"
Another guy said. "It's OK. He's the husband, let him
have a look at his fuckslut."
A cheer went up at that statement. "OK buddy!," the
first guy said. "Come on in."
And they all moved a bit so I could squash in. WOW! The
full impact of it hit me as I saw my wife with one guy
fucking her cunt, another guy fucking her mouth and two
guys sucking on her tits. I still had my dick in my
hand and it just went off on it's own. My spunk shot
out all over Joan's stomach.
I lost count of how many times I came. They took turns
fucking her cunt and mouth. I think some had a couple
of goes at her. Eventually they had all had enough and
we were left alone. By this time Joan was really out of
it, she had fallen into a drunken slumber.
I set about trying to clean her up. I had found a towel
and a cloth and I washed and wiped all the cum of her
tits, face and body but something strange happened. As
I opened her legs to clean her pussy and I saw her red
and swollen cunt lips and the spunk seeping out of her
stretched and well used hole, I had the irresistible
desire to bury my face into her cunt. To lick and suck
it all up.
My dick by this time was red raw and sore but never the
less; I once again needed relieve. After I had licked
clean all traces of cum from around her cunt, I then,
very slowly, sank my dick into her delicious cunt that
was filled with who knows how many men's spunk. The
feeling was indescribable. The nearest description I
can think of, is 'warm velvet'. I was hardly moving my
dick in and out and I had already shot my load a number
of times but just the thought and the feel of my wife
having a 'used cunt', made me cum once again.
The next day, Joan made no mention of her night of
debauchery. Whether she was too embarrassed or just
couldn't remember, I don't know. I desperately wanted
to broach the subject as I wanted for us to do it
again. I loved the thought of her being fucked by other
men. I was lost in these thoughts as Joan came in with
the morning paper.
"Is there any mail?" I asked.
"No, not proper mail. But there is an unstamped hand
delivered letter addressed to me," she replied.
As she opened it, her face went ashen. All of the
colour drained away from her face. She just stood there
staring at the contents.
"What is it?" I enquired as I rushed over to her. I
took the letter from her hand and saw what had effected
her so much. It was a photo of her doing the Limbo
without panties. A note with it said 'We all enjoyed
Gang Banging you, when can we do it again?'
The photo and message had obviously brought it all back
to her. About how slutty she had behaved. She started
to cry. I put my arms around her and comforted her and
told her not to be upset. It had been a wonderful
evening and I had enjoyed it as much as she had. Since
then we have had many Gang Bangs. We did it once again
with the same group of guys but she finds it far more
exciting with strangers.
And so do I ;-)
It's funny how one evening can change your whole way of
life. My wife's friend, Vera, had asked us to join her
and her husband to her works dinner dance. I thought
'How boring'. Her husband is a bit of a bore and we
wouldn't know anyone else at the party but Joan was
very keen on going, so of course we went. Halfway
through the meal, Vera took ill.
Probably something she had eaten didn't agree with her,
so they went home. Now here we were, not knowing a soul
there. Joan had been drinking a bit and was quite
merry. After the meal there was dancing. We had danced
a couple of numbers, then I went to the bar to get more
drinks and as I returned, a guy was asking Joan to
dance.
'Go ahead!' I said. 'It will give me a rest.' So off
they went. I sat watching them as best I could as the
lighting had been dimmed and they kept getting
swallowed up in the crowed. When Joan returned, she
looked rather flushed.
'Been over doing it?' I asked. 'No!' She replied
looking very embarrassed. 'He kept putting his hands on
my bottom.' Well now, perhaps the evening wasn't going
to be too boring after all. I had often fantasised
about watching Joan with another guy but knowing how
prudish she is sometimes, I never really thought it
would ever happen.
'And did you like it?' I asked.
'I-I don't know.' She said, as she blushed even more.
Just then another guy came and asked her to dance. She
didn't even wait for me to say anything, she was up and
off. This time when she returned to our table, she was
breathing hard.
'I need you!' She said between breaths. 'Take me home,
I need you!'
She was obviously 'turned on' but I didn't want this
evening to end just when it was starting to look good.
'Come on!' I said as I took her by the hand and dragged
her after me. We went down the passage passed the
toilets to the cloakroom. I bundled her inside and
switched off the lights. When I got my hand up her
short dress, I was surprised to find how soaking wet
her panties were. I quickly pulled them off her and
spread her legs and buried my face into her neatly
trimmed pussy. It only took but a few flicks of my
tongue on her clit to have her gasping in orgasm.
"Oh god! I needed that," she said though gasps for
breathe.
"Now tell me what happened on the dance floor?"
"I.. I feel so ashamed. I was letting strange men paw
at my body. I'm sorry!," she said as she started to
cry.
"No, no!" I said, in as comforting a way as I could. I
had my own problems; my cock was liable to burst at any
second.
"It's OK! It really is. I don't mind you having a bit
of fun."
"Are you sure? It is all my fault; I've had too much to
drink. Those men could probably see that and were
taking advantage."
"I think they would have tried their hand whether you
were drunk or not. You look so sexy in that short
dress, I can't blame them for being attracted to you."
"Oh!," she said, going into her little girl voice. She
always does this when she is in a sexy mood. "Do you
really think I look sexy?"
"I always think you look sexy. You're the most gorgeous
woman in the world."
"Oh, you're just being silly now," she said, but I
could see she was lapping it up.
"Well those two guys who you danced with certainly
thought so."
"Well.. er, there is something you don't know. You
probably couldn't see as we were on the crowded dance
floor but I never finished dancing a full song with one
man."
"What do you mean?" I asked, puzzled but intrigued.
"Other men kept cutting in and each new one was bolder
than the last. They were taking more liberties,
touching my breasts and rubbing me in the front."
"In the front? Oh you mean they were playing with your
pussy."
"Oh yes! Do I sound awful saying it was exciting?"
"Not at all. You are a very sexy woman; you will of
course get turned on when you're stimulated. Perfectly
natural," I said, trying to make it sound like the most
ordinary thing in the world. God, my dick was really
aching now.
"Then the last one actually had his hand inside my
panties and I was almost 'coming' when the music
stopped. That's when I rushed back to you."
She had to be drunk to be talking like this in so open
a fashion. Sex is something she does enjoy in the
bedroom in the dark but she would never talk about it.
Another thing she would never do was suck my dick, so I
thought that this would be a great time to try to get
her to do it, in her drunken condition.
I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her down to
a kneeling position. She didn't hesitate when I put my
cock to her lips; her mouth opened and swallowed me in
fully. I was practically fucking her throat but not for
very long as I was too turned on. I held her head as
for the first time in our married life; I poured my
spunk down her throat. God it was lovely.
She got back up, smiled and kissed me. There wasn't a
trace of cum on her lips as she had swallowed the lot.
"That was nice," she said. "Why haven't we done that
before?"
I couldn't believe this was the same woman, she must be
really drunk.
"Can I go and dance some more? You know, with some more
men?," she said with a big smile.
"Of course you can, my darling. The more men the
better." My dick was rising again.
"Oh you are good to me," she almost purred.
As we returned to the main room, someone was just
finishing a speech. It was announced that they would
now have some entertainment. A black guy and two girls
came on and started doing a Limbo dancing act. I sat
Joan back at our table and I went off to the bar to get
more drinks. I was awhile waiting to be served as
everyone else had the same idea, to get drinks whilst
the floorshow was on.
I heard the dancer asking for volunteers to have a go
at doing the Limbo. I was astonished to see Joan get up
and go onto the floor with several other people. As I
was returning to our table with the drinks, I suddenly
remembered that Joan had left her panties in the
cloakroom and she was wearing a very short skirt. I
rushed to the dance floor but I was too late, Joan was
just going into her turn.
She was bending backwards as far as she could and
shuffling under the bamboo pole. I saw a flash as one
of the guys took a candid shot of my pantyless wife
showing everything, to everybody. I don't know if it
was the flash or just too much drink but just then Joan
slipped and fell with a bump. Three guys rushed over to
her and made a great show of checking she was OK.
"We'd better take her to the first aid room."
One of the guys said. So between them, they lifted her
up and carried her off. I followed them but by the time
I had got out to the lift, the doors were just closing.
I had to go back into the main room to ask directions
to the first aid room. It was on the floor above and as
I came back out into the corridor, I saw another group
of men going into the lift. I went up the stairs and as
I got there, I could see them disappearing into a room.
The moans grew louder as I approached the first aid
room, it had a glass panel in the door that was frosted
on the bottom half but I could see clearly through the
top half. The men were surrounding my wife and through
the occasional gap, I could see that she had been
stripped naked and one of the guys was getting between
her legs.
As the gap closed, I could see her high heel shoes go
up in the air. The guy was obviously putting her legs
over his shoulders as he was going to fuck her. I
didn't realise that I had done it but I found myself
with my dick in my hand and I was wanking furiously
away in time to my wife's fucking.
The guy groaned as he filled her full of his cum and
another guy took his place. I could stand this no
longer. I had to get a close up view of my lovely Joan
being turned into a slut. I entered the room and as I
was pushing my way in, one of the guys said. "Hey! Wait
your turn!"
Another guy said. "It's OK. He's the husband, let him
have a look at his fuckslut."
A cheer went up at that statement. "OK buddy!," the
first guy said. "Come on in."
And they all moved a bit so I could squash in. WOW! The
full impact of it hit me as I saw my wife with one guy
fucking her cunt, another guy fucking her mouth and two
guys sucking on her tits. I still had my dick in my
hand and it just went off on it's own. My spunk shot
out all over Joan's stomach.
I lost count of how many times I came. They took turns
fucking her cunt and mouth. I think some had a couple
of goes at her. Eventually they had all had enough and
we were left alone. By this time Joan was really out of
it, she had fallen into a drunken slumber.
I set about trying to clean her up. I had found a towel
and a cloth and I washed and wiped all the cum of her
tits, face and body but something strange happened. As
I opened her legs to clean her pussy and I saw her red
and swollen cunt lips and the spunk seeping out of her
stretched and well used hole, I had the irresistible
desire to bury my face into her cunt. To lick and suck
it all up.
My dick by this time was red raw and sore but never the
less; I once again needed relieve. After I had licked
clean all traces of cum from around her cunt, I then,
very slowly, sank my dick into her delicious cunt that
was filled with who knows how many men's spunk. The
feeling was indescribable. The nearest description I
can think of, is 'warm velvet'. I was hardly moving my
dick in and out and I had already shot my load a number
of times but just the thought and the feel of my wife
having a 'used cunt', made me cum once again.
The next day, Joan made no mention of her night of
debauchery. Whether she was too embarrassed or just
couldn't remember, I don't know. I desperately wanted
to broach the subject as I wanted for us to do it
again. I loved the thought of her being fucked by other
men. I was lost in these thoughts as Joan came in with
the morning paper.
"Is there any mail?" I asked.
"No, not proper mail. But there is an unstamped hand
delivered letter addressed to me," she replied.
As she opened it, her face went ashen. All of the
colour drained away from her face. She just stood there
staring at the contents.
"What is it?" I enquired as I rushed over to her. I
took the letter from her hand and saw what had effected
her so much. It was a photo of her doing the Limbo
without panties. A note with it said 'We all enjoyed
Gang Banging you, when can we do it again?'
The photo and message had obviously brought it all back
to her. About how slutty she had behaved. She started
to cry. I put my arms around her and comforted her and
told her not to be upset. It had been a wonderful
evening and I had enjoyed it as much as she had. Since
then we have had many Gang Bangs. We did it once again
with the same group of guys but she finds it far more
exciting with strangers.
And so do I ;-)
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