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I’m not sure when the change in my attitude to Vikki
began. I’m also not sure what set it off but I have an
idea about that.

She was 18 and I was 26 when we married. Her parents
weren’t behind us 100% because of her age and I had
actually met her two years previously but because of
the obviousness of our age difference I kept my hands
off her until she was 18.

I had a good job in the aeronautics business in the
U.K. and my many friends were all married and all in
the same business. As my friends were all either my age
or older, I was considered a lucky man having a "teen
vixen" as a wife. When I met her, she was in school
uniform and I had offered her a lift home after a
swimming lesson where she was with a young female
friend of my neighbour. How I kept my hands off her for
a year I don’t know by I succeeded.

I was very possessive of her in the early days,
especially when younger guys fancied her as I felt a
bit on the old side, even at 26, but eventually it kind
of turned me on to see her being ogled by older and
younger alike. Eventually I found myself wanking when I
was alone with the thought of her being fucked by other
men, though when I came, I suddenly felt guilty.

By this time we had been married two years and had a
great sex life. Vikki fucked like a rabbit and rarely
mentioned anyone else but me. She liked to pander to my
little interests and I loved having her in her school
uniform (I suppose trying to make up for the sex I
didn’t have when she was u******e).

Her body was still slim and her build slight. She was a
natural ash blonde and kept her hair short. Her tits
were small but firm and stuck out very firmly when she
was aroused. Her vagina was also small and perfect with
slight lips sticking out. She had a little difficulty
taking my 8 inch cock at first but now craved it. The
foreskin would peel back as I forced it into her and
now I could push in right up to my balls.

Many a night as I fucked her, I thought of her being
fucked by strangers and even by some of our male
friends. I had had many comments from mates at work
about how lucky I was to be screwing a "schoolgirl" and
I would titillate them by telling them that I actually
did screw her in uniform. Though they joked it off as
though they were not interested, all of them would ask
me later what she actually liked to do. Considering all
my male friends were married, it was obvious, that my
sex life was better than theirs.

Vikki drank very little, and always liked to be in
control of her actions. "Michael," She said a year
after we married, "I managed to get drunk once after a
school dance and you wouldn’t like to see me drunk." "I
make a fool of myself."

"What kind of fool," I asked.

"That’s just it, I was such a fool I don’t remember and
had to rely on my friends to tell me. I did things I
would never have done sober, like going up to one of
the prefects and kissing him, showing everyone my new
bra and telling private things to all my friends. I was
so humiliated!"

"I would never let you make a fool of yourself," I told
her, "So don’t ever worry about that."

The subject was dropped and that was that.

So here we were, her 20 and me 28 and we were invited
to Graeme and Kath’s house warming party. They were
both in their early 30’s and Graeme worked with me. It
was a warm late summer evening and their new house was
indeed beautiful. We had a buffet and the patio doors
opened on to a large secluded garden with little paths
and shrubs everywhere. Dim lights were sprinkled around
the garden giving a fairy-tale look to the place.

I noticed Vikki drinking soft drinks, even though we
had agreed to taxi home. I left her to mix with the
large group and as the evening chilled most of us moved
indoors. It was then that I noticed her behaviour was
slightly erratic. I looked at the drink bottle beside
her and realised she was drinking alchopops – those
alcoholic drinks that tasted like soft drinks. She
wasn’t making a fool of herself, just being a little
different.

When I saw her, she was in a group of two women and one
man whom I recognised as a Graeme’s younger brother
David. He was about 17. I thought nothing more of it
and was pleased she had relaxed. It was about 30
minutes later that I realised she was not in the room
and I went to look for her as it was getting late.

I couldn’t find her so assumed she has gone into the
garden. I slipped out of the kitchen door but it was
quite dark with only the "fairy lights" taking the edge
off the darkness. The cool air was pleasant and the
garden refreshing and quiet after the bustle of the
house so I walked a round the area. That’s when I heard
giggling – Vikki giggling!

The blood rushed to my head and I realised it was not
only my head it had rushed to. I had been drinking
quite a lot and that always made me horny. I quietly
slipped off the path into the bushes and crept slowly
up to the little area out of sight of the house. Vikki
was sitting on a bench with David beside her. He was
talking to her and she was talking back.

It was his hand that amazed me. He was stroking her
right breast as they spoke and she was saying nothing
at all. He then leaned over and kissed her and she
responded. My cock was pounding and I quickly released
it as I watched. David freed her breast quite easily
and I saw his hand slip up her dress.

From the look on his face, he found his goal and was
obviously fingering her. She was smiling. He stood up
and slipped his trousers down. Vikki reached forward
and released his cock from his briefs. It was about 6
inches long and his balls hung low beneath it. Vikki
swallowed his cock in one swoop. I was wanking myself
like mad.

"Keep it up, I’m going to cum soon," David said.

I then suddenly heard voices from the house coming down
the garden. I pulled up my pants, stepped out to the
path and started to shout for Vikki. By the time I
slowly got round to where they were, both were walking
back up to me. David was quite clear eyed but Vikki’s
bra strap was still off her shoulder and she was very
blearly eyed.

"Ah there you are, "I said. "Time to go home dear"
"Thanks for looking after her David, you should pop
round some time and visit us and we can crack open a
few cans."

"Yeh, that would be great," He responded.

"You would like to see David again, wouldn’t you
Vikki?"

"Yessss," She mumbled.

We called a cab and got home about 20 minutes later.
Vikki talked away but she was quite odd. I decided to
try an experiment. When we got home, I suggested we
walk in the woods behind our house. She consented. On
the way, I asked if she liked David’s cock in her
mouth. She said she had, but not really as if she knew
what I was talking about.

When I got her to a quiet spot, I leaned her against a
tree, lifted her dress and put my finger into her. She
was sopping wet. I took out my cock and entered her
there and then in the dark. She didn’t say a word as I
fucked her like a madman. She even came as I emptied my
balls into her. I straightened her up and walked back
to the house, helped her to get ready for bed and we
both fell asleep.

The following morning she awoke before me and called me
to breakfast. I went downstairs and asked how she was.
"Never better" She responded, "Why?"

"Nothing," I said, "It’s just with you having a few
drinks last night."

"I know, isn’t it amazing, I was able to drink and it
had absolutely no affect on me," She said. "It must be
the sugar in these things as I had a great night."

I mentioned David to her and she just passed on as
though she could hardly remember who he was. She
certainly didn’t remember the fuck in the woods. I told
her a totally different story about our return home. I
said the taxi had dropped us off a few streets away and
we had had a romantic stroll home. She was happy with
the story and took it on board as though she remembered
the whole event.

When Vikki had gone off to visit a neighbour I took
stock of the evening and wondered if this amnesia was
an effect of the alcohol. If it was, there were some
possibilities here. I was going to have to do some more
tests on Vikki to be sure. It took another couple of
wanks before those possibilities could be erased from
my mind.

It was four weeks later and mid November when we were
invited to another party, this time at Gerry’s house.
Gerry was a draughtsman at the unit and was 33. His
wife, Laura, was a year older than him. It was a fancy
dress party and a couple of nights before it, Vikki and
I were trying to work out what we would go as. The idea
hit me immediately – schoolgirl!!

I decided to go as a workman complete with hard hat and
overalls. It surprised me but Vikki loved the idea. I
had another idea too but was not sure if it would work.

I decided to drive as Gerry lived about 20 miles away.
I wore nothing under the overalls but some briefs and a
vest. Vikki looked fabulous as the schoolgirl and
though she was going to go the whole hog and wear her
old knickers, I made her change to a sexier pair (as I
said the school knickers might give out a wrong message
to any old perverts there).

We had a drink before going and I made sure Vikki’s was
strong. She was a great hit at the party with the men.
Some wives looked a little disturbed by her convincing
performance but once she was into the Bacardi Breezers
she was in full flight. Graeme pulled me aside and
commented how lucky I was.

"You going to give her one in uniform tonight," He
asked.

"Of course I am," I replied.

"If she wasn’t your wife, I would give her one too," He
said, then apologised.

"If she was up for it, I would let you," I answered.

He was drunk but realised the full implication of what
I was saying.

"Just me?" he said.

"And the rest of them," I replied and walked away.

He walked behind me, "You mean gang bang her?"

"But she probably won’t," I responded.

"No, she probably won’t," He repeated forlornly.

Vikki was giggling with a group of young people in the
corner and more than one of the young guys lifted her
short school skirt to see her knickers. She seemed
completely oblivious. One young guy dressed as a
footballer and was very drunk was lifting it more than
others and she was "mock smacking" his hand. When I saw
her heading upstairs to the toilet, I noticed this
young lad of about 20 follow her. I followed him.

Outside the toilet, he caught up and started to kiss
her. She limply let him and when he pushed her into a
small bedroom she went. I followed swiftly (in case she
was in trouble) and when I got to the door the hall and
room were is semi darkness. I opened the door to stop
the action and quickly stepped in pushing it behind me.
So drunk were they that they didn’t even see me come
in.

I stood in the dark corner and watched as he fumbled
with her knickers and pulled them to her feet. He
dropped his shorts and briefs and a nice stiff cock
sprung out. He was about 7 inches long. He pulled his
shorts off and sat astride her face to stick his cock
in her mouth and she sucked it. He was inexperienced
and desperate for a fuck, I could see. He knelt between
her legs and started to lick her out. She moaned. He
then stood up to fuck and I saw he was going to do it
without a condom. I couldn’t let that happen. I opened
the door and pretended to have just come in to the
room.

The lad looked round and instead of jumping off, just
said, "Nice eh – want a go at her?"

Something went in my head. "OK," I replied and started
to pull off my overalls. I stripped naked and walked
over. "Sit at her head," I said.

I entered Vikki in one go. The thought of fucking her
in front of a young man was erotic to say the least. I
was leaning over and fucking and the young guy’s cock
was dangling on Vikki’s face as he tried to get her to
suck him.

"I need to shoot," He said. "Can’t you get her to
suck?"

Without a thought, I put my mouth over his cock and
with one free hand, I gripped his 7 inches and sucked
like mad. As though this were the most natural thing in
the world, he started to hump my mouth.

I was cumming and cumming hard into Vikki as I felt my
mouth fill. This guy knew how to cum and though I had
never done nor had any desire to swallow cum, I really
didn’t have a choice. I started to gag a little but
almost all of it went down my throat.

"Wow, that was great." "I’ll give you my number if you
ever want to give head again," He said.

As he left, he did!

I dressed myself and then straightened Vikki’s clothes.
She stood up as though she was fine and I took her to
the toilet. She sat there and pissed and then as though
this was the most normal thing, washed herself, pulled
up her briefs and walked back downstairs with me. She
carried on as normal, chatting away. I could see she
was drunk though and let her have a couple more before
deciding we should leave. I did not want others knowing
what she was like when drunk.

On the drive home, she dropped off to sleep in the car.
About 9 miles from our house, I remembered a "lovers’
lane," and also the rumours that it was used as a
dogging site. My cock sprung up again. I drove into the
parking/picnic area and could see a number of cars
pulled back off the parking area and partly hidden in
the bushes. I could also vaguely make out human shapes
in my headlights.

I drove way over to the far side of the picnic site and
reversed the car into a small area with bushes on
either side and behind. I wound down both our windows
and unbuttoned Vikki’s blouse and unclipped her bar. I
pulled up her skirt and took off her briefs then
slightly reclined the seat. I unclipped my overalls and
took out my cock then started to finger her.

She was wet – very wet. I suppose some of my cum from
earlier was seeping back down. I made sure the light
inside the car was in the off position if I had to open
a door. I pushed her seat right back and got on the
floor to start licking her out. I could taste a
dilution of my own cum.

I heard movement and looked up to see a guy in his
thirties standing at the window wanking. I smiled and
kept going. I am not sure if he was the advance party
but within about 5 minutes there were four guys a
around us. The oldest was about 50ish and the other two
were late thirties but none were that bad looking. I
also saw a younger guy about my age standing back but
fully dressed. I got out my door and walked round with
my cock out.

I opened Vikki’s door and swung her round so her legs
were outside the car while she was lying on the seat. I
knelt down and went back to licking her out. She was
moaning softly. I then stood up and nodded to one of
the thirty-somethings and he took my place while I
watched and wanked. In ten minutes, all four had been
down on her. I beckoned the younger guy and he came
over. He stood beside me while the four guys were over
her like lions at the kill.

"Does having your girlfriend seduced turn you on," He
said.

I pointed at my stiff eight inches and said, "What do
you think?"

He looked at me and dropped to his knees, taking my
cock in his mouth.

"Jeez," Was about all I could say as he sucked me
expertly. He took his own cock out and started to
stroke it and he sucked. No one else even noticed us.

"I would love you to fuck her," I said

"No point," He replied, "I’m gay."

"Still love you to fuck her though," I said again.

"What about fucking you," He said.

"Not tonight but if I can get you to fuck her, you can
fuck me," I said.

"Will she be out cold when I do it?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Then you’re on."

I came!

He sucked every drop as I filled his mouth and I saw a
jet of spunk shoot out his dick as he did so.

He stood up and gave me his mobile number and I
promised to telephone.

I turned my attention back to Vikki and warned the guys
I had cum and would be going soon. It didn’t take long
for four loads of cum to spray on her tits and crotch.

To the chorus of multiple "thanks," I covered her and
put her back in her seat before driving her home.
Thankfully our garage is integral and I was able to
drive straight in. I put the lights on and the sight of
her lying there with cum running over her was stunning
to say the least. I mopped her with some kitchen towel,
dressed her as best I could, and helped her upstairs to
bed. She actually helped me along the way but seemed to
be oblivious to what was happening even though she was
awake.

I must tell the truth and say that I wanked for the
third time before I went to sleep. My heart was
pounding. It suddenly dawned on me, the opportunities
that lay ahead for me with a wife who reacted in this
way to alcohol but didn’t even know it. Tomorrow would
prove whether this was going to work for me or not.

Well tomorrow came and once more Vikki was cheery and
once again thought that the drinks had not had any
effect. What I couldn’t understand is what she thought
had happened in the space and time when I was having
fun with her. Did her mind not wonder why she didn’t
have enough memory to fill the evening?

In talking to her, it seemed that she just thought that
the few hours at the party until she became drunk, were
the entire evening. If I filled in a few little
episodes for the rest of the evening, then she was
happy that she had been awake and aware the whole night
and just happened to drop off to sleep on the journey
home.

I was now thinking of choreographing events more so
that I could plan the fun I wanted with Vikki rather
than let things take their course. The main problem was
the excuse to have her drinking as she really still
only drank on special events such as parties etc.

More and more, I was fantasising over what I wanted. I
had this great urge to have the gay guy fuck her but it
was developing into the idea of the other two lads as
well. One was obviously bisexual though the other was
straight. I thought about getting the guys drunk and
horny, Vikki drunk and horny and we sober to see what I
could get out of one gay, one bi and one straight guy
all in one room with me and my naked wife!

My other fantasy was to let the guys at work have her,
especially Winston and Clint, who were two guys of
Caribbean descent and the thought of their two dicks up
her appealed. Of course I had no way of knowing if any
of my mates would be happy to have sex in a gang-bang
situation. Certainly we had all seen each other naked
lots of times after the gym or other sports activities
but never hard and horny. Again, I wondered if a
serious drinking session might loosen their
inhibitions. Planning would again be important.

Christmas was coming and we were busy. It was certainly
an ideal time for parties but everyone was occupied
with partners. I called the gay guy and he was up for
it any time. When I mentioned the other guys he was
even more up for it. The young lad at the party whom I
sucked off also seemed keen but as he had a girlfriend
only had about three nights free in December.

Graeme’s brother, David, was the straight guy and I
wondered if he was going to be possible to have along.
I called him to say that a couple of my friends were
coming round one night to watch the football on our big
screen and Vikki had suggested he come too as she was
hoping to stay in and watch (she had a passing interest
but I hadn’t actually asked her). He seemed quite keen
but I realised he would not be thinking of getting into
Vikki’s pants with me and two other guys around. I had
seen him drunk though and hoped I could get him
involved with a few beers inside him. Now all I had to
think about was Vikki!

I told her about the match and she said she would go
and visit an aunt who lived about 30 miles away to give
us "lads" the house to ourselves! I agreed but
suggested that since she was being so good, we should
go out for a pre-Christmas lunch as I was off for a
couple of days. The idea was for me to help her with
shopping and then we would have lunch. She loved the
idea and we took a taxi into town.

Of course, I booked a rather nice restaurant which blew
her mind away and we had a bottle of wine. She was
quite tipsy at the end and I managed to talk her into a
liqueur. When she said she would have to stop or she
would never get to aunties, I suggested we just keep
going and I cancel the lads coming round. She loved the
idea and we retired to a pub nearby.

I moved her on to the alcopops! She was in fine
spirits. I was careful and moved from vodka and tonic
to tonic. By the time I managed to get her home it was
about 6.00pm and she was well gone. I fed her a few
more and she tried to remind me to cancel the lads,
then just said "What the heck – they can come to the
party too!" She was well past anywhere I had ever seen
her before when it came to drink.

I laid her on the bed and she fell promptly asleep. I
managed to strip her and get some of her school clothes
on. I left the bra off but put on her white blouse,
little white briefs, white socks and grey short skirt.
I had just got organised when the first guy arrived. It
was Steve, the gay guy. He was in on the whole idea so
I briefed him where we were at and he let me feel his
trouser front. His cock was stiff. He had never fucked
a woman in his life but was very turned on at the idea
of these straight guys fucking with their stiff cocks
in hand while he watched.

Next came the guy I had sucked off. His name was Ian
and he was a very good looking young guy. He looked
very embarrassed but I explained that we were all
hoping to get a shag at the woman from the party and
also told him that Steve was bisexual and loved giving
blow jobs. That perked him up and I left the two of
them chatting. They knew that David was the only one
who didn’t know what was going on.

David was 15 minutes late but showed up. The TV was
playing in the background and I got going with the can
of beer. David was a very good looking English public
school boy-type. The straw blonde hair was slightly
unkempt and his clothes had a slightly untidy but
quality look about them. He looked like I imagined Hugh
Grant might as a teenager.

He took to the beer like a duck to water and within 30
minutes was talking animatedly. It took an hour before
all the guys were well oiled. The football was almost
forgotten while the conversation was turned to sex. I
had already told the two later guys that Vikki had been
out for lunch and instead of going out, had passed out
and was sound asleep. I also made a point of ensuring
they knew that she went out like a light.

David, having gotten his fingers up her before, was
very interested. I suppose being the youngest and
horniest. When the time came and he needed the toilet,
I took him past our bedroom door where Vikki was lying
sprawled on the bed. I explained that we had started
having sex but she had fallen asleep. I then went back
to the lounge.

I explained to Ian that the girl he saw me fuck at the
party was not a slut he had met but my wife and she was
in the same condition on the bed.

"You don’t mind guys having her?" he said
incredulously.

"I love it," I replied.

"You going to do her again?" he asked.

"I hope we all are," I said.

We all quietly went through to the hall and in the
dark, I could see that David had gone into the bedroom.
He was lying beside Vikki with his fingers in her
pants, finger fucking her. She was quietly whimpering.
Lying with his legs at an angle, his erection was
clearly noticeable in his pants. It’s funny, I had
never considered myself gay or even bi, but in the
circumstances of guys with Vikki, I suddenly had a
great interest in guys’ cocks.

Three of us watching fascination as David continued to
play with her. He was oblivious to our presence. I
walked into the room and he jumped up and spluterred an
apology.

I pushed him back as all the guys came in and announced
that we were all going to have fun with Vikki. David
was astounded! As the youngest member, it was obvious
that he wasn’t up to speed with group sex in any
format!! I took the lead and started to strip, quietly
hushing the guys. She might be out of it and drunk but
she wasn’t u*********s and I think the sight of four
guys naked around her might have sobered her up pretty
quickly if she awoke.

David stood as one by one everyone stripped, even
Steve. I noticed Steve’s cock was slightly drooping
with apprehension, I presumed. Ian was not having such
a problem. His cut cock was sticking straight up and
stood out around 6.5 or 7 inches. I told him he could
go first. He knelt between her legs and started to lick
her. She obliged by opening them wide exposing her slit
to all.

David was rubbing his cock through his pants and the
erection was noticeable. Steve arse was open to us and
it his rosebud faced all three of us as he slurped
noisily at Vikki. David had dropped his trousers and
underwear and was now sporting a healthy 7 inch uncut
cock with large balls sagging beneath. I mentally noted
that I wouldn’t mind sucking him after he had fucked
her and decided to promote him to first fuck.

"You first David, but don’t cum too quickly," I said.

I handed him a condom and delighted watching him pull
in on to his cock. Steve was by now, rigid. We all
stood back as David got between her legs.

"Take it slow, David, I don’t want her awake," I said.

I loved that moment when the cock pushed at her slit,
there was a little resistance and it started to slide
in. He started to fuck slowly. Her legs were raised so
we could all see the actual entry. I dived down and on
the pretence of licking Vikki, started to lick David’s
cock as it slid in and out of Vikki. He was kissing her
tits and running his tongue round her nipples. She
continued to whimper and I heard little mews coming
from her.

"I’m near," He said.

"Pull out then," I replied.

He did. "Now you Steve," I said.

He pulled the condom on and I stepped forward to help.
I saw a surprised look on David’s face but ignored him.
Steve started to enter her and as he started to fuck, I
did the same again and licked his cock as he fucked
her. She was wet, very wet. Out of the corner of my
eye, I saw Ian pull on a condom and rub some hand cream
on it. As I pulled back, he climbed on top of Steve and
started to enter him. I leaned forward for a better
look. I had never seen two guys have anal sex before.
Steve took the cock as easily as Vikki was taking
Steve’s.

I heard Ian say, "Does that make it easier?"

"Oh yes," Said Steve.

Meanwhile, David’s cock was like iron and his eyes like
stalks. This was all too much for him.

"Well David," I said, "If you can’t beat them... join
them."

I dropped to my knees, took off his condom and stuck my
mouth over his cock and started to suck.

"Hey," He started to say, but his cock was saying
something else.

It reared up like a stallion and popped out of my
mouth, slapping me on the face. I gripped it and stuck
my mouth over the tip and started to use my newly found
cock sucking skills. My finger found is hole and I
gently pushed about half and inch into him. That was
it. He started to pump in a way that only teenage boys
can. The first went in my mouth but this rigid cock had
a mind of its own and it broke free spraying a fine jet
on my face and hair before I could recapture it and put
it back in it’s pen.

There were around 11 or 12 spurts and my face was awash
with boy cream. Ian withdrew and turned to me, taking
off his condom and sticking his cock straight in my
mouth. I was rewarded with even more cum before I had
time to swallow the first. As he came, I watched as
Steve was humping Vikki like a veteran. She lay
passively and let him.

The two who had cum looked a little sheepish and Ian
said they would go out and have another drink to let us
guys finish her off.

When they had left, I pulled Steve off and decided to
let him fuck me as I fucked her. He gently lubricated
my hole and sucked my cock. It was wonderful and to be
doing this in front of my wife was so erotic I could
hardly contain myself. I had no idea if I could do this
but I had prepared my hole earlier in the day by
cleaning as best I could and using Vikki’s dildo to
open myself.

I climbed on to her and entered her with my big cock
and as I started to hump her, I felt Steve’s warm flesh
against my hole. It really hurt as he started to push
the head into me and he had to pull back a couple of
times. Suddenly there was a "plop" at the head entered
and a searing sharp pain. It then began to subside
slowly and Steve started to gently ease in and out.

I lay dormant and let Steve’s thrusts push me into
Vikki. I don’t know how long he fucked for, probably 15
minutes or so but he told me he was close. I asked him
to stop.

"Can you cum on her slit?" I asked.

He pulled out and took the condom off. With almost
perfect timing (and missing the spectacle of me being
fucked, the two others wandered back in wearing just
underwear. We stopped for a moment as I explained what
I wanted Steve to do.

Ian said he could manage another shot and so did David.

I pulled Vikki’s legs open obscenely and her red gash
looked twice its usual size. Steve went first and
wanked between her legs. I held her open as he came and
his cum shot into her entrance.

The cum was creamy white and copious and the site of it
shooting in these quantities on to the red gash between
Vikki’s thighs had me going. David came forward next
and added his, still generous ball-contents to Steve’s
load. His cum was thinner and ran quickly down between
her legs. As he pulled back, Ian came forward and shot
immediately. Thick dollops splattered straight into her
cunt.

"Sorry guys," I said, "I’ve just got to do this."

I knelt on top and plunged my cock into Vikki taking
all the cum in with me. I doubt I managed more than
three thrusts before I emptied my balls into her. The
climax came from the soles of my feet and it took me
all I could, to stay quiet. I arched my back and humped
into her about 6 times till there was nothing more to
cum.

Once more, the guilt and the worry of how we would all
look swept over me as we all gathered clothes and left
to the lounge. I excused the guys and went back in with
a damp towel to clean up as best I could and to cover
Vikki. Other than a whimper or two, she had hardly
moved during the whole 45 minute session. I covered her
and returned to the lounge where we all shared some
beers.

"Well guys, that was something else," I said. "I trust
I can expect your discretion about this – even you
David!"

"Can we do it again?" he asked.

"Oh I have a feeling we will be doing it again," I
replied.

I slept like a log and next morning, Vikki was up like
the lark and twittering around fixing breakfast. "Sorry
I fell asleep," She said. "I was just so tired after
the long day. Did the guys come round?"

"I cancelled all but Ian, a friend from work," I lied.
"We had a bit too much beer though and he left early."

"Oh good, I wouldn’t like them to think I was
unsociable. I like to get to know your friends," she
said.

"I know you do," I quietly chuckled. "We managed a nice
night on our own though – didn’t we?"

"Yes we did and I’m still a little raw," she replied.

I left any further incidents as guilt was bothering me
and I was edgy that someone would say something. It was
into April before I felt the cravings again. It was set
off quite innocently by Winston, one of the two black
guys at work. He told me that while he and Clint had
been on holiday in Majorca in Spain, they had taken a
stunning young girl back to their hotel room. She had
been drunk and the pair of them had fucked her. He said
she had screamed for more at the sight of their big
black cocks.

"Women are so easy when they’re drunk," he said
innocently.

"Don’t you mind performing in front of Clint?" I asked.

"Hell no," He said. "It kinda turns me on being watched
anyway – sex is sex and if there is a cunt there, we’ll
fuck it – don’t care whose it is!"

I could feel the stirrings between my legs as the
prospects were there of two black guys fucking her.

The lunch-time thing had worked quite well but I
couldn’t get her to repeat it. My birthday was coming
up and in the space of two days, Vikki suggested we go
out for a meal and Clint and Graeme from work suggested
I go out for a drink with them. I had a few days off
and suggested that Vikki and I dine earlier than usual
and then meet the guys for a drink afterwards. She
surprisingly agreed – since it was MY day!

We dressed and headed for a really nice up-market inn
for dinner and booked the table for 7.00pm. I ensured
she had a couple before we went and we had a bottle of
wine and a top up glass of wine when that was finished.
We got to the pub to meet the lads at about 10.00 pm.

"I’m going to move on to the ‘breezers’" She said,
giving her nickname for the alcopops. "Otherwise I
might get drunk."

I readily agreed and Vikki became the life and soul of
the group. She was enjoying all the attention from the
three lads. Graeme was the only guy who still had a
wife as the other two were separated from theirs. I
noticed a bit of leg touching from Winston to Vikki as
she sat between him and Graeme and she did not refuse.
When she went to the toilet, Winston pulled me aside.

"See even straight-laced married women relax when
they’re drunk, He said. "Does she never crave a bit of
black cock cuz she's a stunner."

"If she does, she has never said anything to me and
funnily enough it would turn me on," I said with the
slip of my tongue.

"If you can get her in the mood then, I’m your man," He
replied.

As Vikki stumbled back across the bar, it was almost
11.30pm so I suggested we retire to our house to let
her have some rest.

"No," She retorted, "I’m just fine." She promptly fell
asleep on Winston’s shoulder.

We had another drink and as we were talking about
football, women and sex, I saw Clint’s hand all the way
up her skirt under the table. He thought I couldn’t
see. Graeme was watching him and I saw him rubbing his
trousers.

I nudged Winston and whispered, "I think your friend is
trying to beat you to first base."

He laughed and said, "Aren’t you annoyed? If she was
mine I wouldn’t let anyone near her."

The drink had loosened my tongue. "Trouble is Winston,
when she’s like this, I want everyone to fuck her – it
turns me on."

"Let’s head to your place for that drink," he suddenly
said.

We half lifted and half walked Vikki out of the door.
She talked to us as we hailed a taxi. Graeme said he
had to go home. This was a pity. I had sucked his
brother off and Graeme was a stunning older version of
him and I had a craving to suck him too. This called
for desperate measures.

I went up to Graeme and whispered, "Winston says he can
get his cock in any girl if she’s drunk but he won’t
get this one if her husband stops him. Mind you, if her
husbands drunk too, who knows!"

"Maybe one drink," came the reply.

Vikki went straight for her shower to "waken herself
up." When she returned, well covered in her dressing
gown, I managed two more drinks into her before she
passed out on the couch beside Graeme and I.

"Is she a sound sleeper?" Graeme asked after about 15
minutes.

"Watch," I said.

I put my hand under her dressing gown and while
covered. Made it obvious I was fingering her. She
whimpered and uttered a "Yes."

She opened her legs to allow better access as I
fingered her without exposing anything.

"She knows it’s you though," said Clint.

"Be my guest," I said.

He shot across beside her and put his hand up to join
mine. We jointly started to finger her as she whimpered
some more. I pulled my hand away. Graeme leaned across
and asked if this was ok.

"You bet," I said.

He took her tit out and started to suck it as Winston
knelt between her legs and opened the front of her gown
to expose her naked body to all of them as she lay on
the couch. Winston started licking her and she really
liked that. Whimpering, she half opened her eyes and
though she could see, she was not registering anything.
We lifted her on to the rug and stripped her.

Clint and Winston stripped down to their Calvin Kleins
and their large cocks were obvious. I was really going
to enjoy this. Graeme just opened his fly and took his
cock out. His uncut cock was only about 6 inches which
when he eventually saw mine at 8 and Winston and Clint
at something resembling 9 or 10 inches of uncut black
meat, he must have felt inadequate. I opened my wallet
and threw some condoms on the floor.

"Just in case," I said.

Their eyes lit up!

Clint climbed up to Vikki’s face and tried to get her
to suck him. Her mouth opened but just slumped shut. He
tried again but I was getting worried he would waken
her.

"I need my cock sucked bitch," he said.

"Don’t Clint, or you’ll waken her," I begged.

"I need to be sucked," he repeated.

I didn’t need a second chance.

"Here, I’ll take her place if it’s so important."

I knelt in front of him and took the head of his big
black cock into my mouth. The blue/black skin folded
back as he forced it into my mouth and he started to
face fuck me. His big balls slapped my chin and he held
the back of my head.

"C’mon you white faggot," He said, "Eat my black meat
while we fuck your wife."

Winston was stretching a condom over his monster and
positioning himself over Vikki. He started to enter
her. Her legs opened of their own accord as she
u*********sly welcomed the black pole into her. Graeme
stood up for a better look and was just alongside Clint
when I quickly pulled off and swallowed Graeme’s cock.
He jerked back a little the just pushed it into my
mouth and started to talk like Clint and both of them
whipped my face with their cocks and called me
"faggot."

"Please guys, I want you all to fuck her and let me
watch," I pleaded.

Winston was banging her relentlessly and she was
responding with her hands round his back.

Clint then said he was next and Winston readily pulled
out of her as he took his place between her legs. As
though it were natural, He stood up and stuck his cock,
complete with rubber, into my mouth. It tasted of
Vikki.

Graeme was back on the floor sucking her tits. When
Clint had been at it for about 10 minutes, he slid out
and let Graeme get his way. It must have felt pretty
loose but he was enjoying it. I, by now, had two black
cocks in my hand and mouth and was sucking like a full-
time faggot. Their cocks tasted of man. A mix of musk,
pee, female juices and sweat mixed with copious
quantities of pre-cum.

Graeme was cumming in her. I could hear him as he
grunted, filling his rubber as he fucked. The two black
guys abandoned me and took place between her legs with
Clint first. He stuck his weapon back in and got going.
Winston kept nursing his erection as he watched. It
didn’t take Clint long and he arched his back as he
filled her.

He pulled out and the condom full of cum dangled of the
end of his cock. Winston with a great sense of urgency
went straight in. Vikki grunted as he entered and he
humped her. Once more her hands went round his back as
he fucked. Winston took all of three minutes as we all
watch him.

"That was great," He said as he pulled out and dropped
his condom into the bin with the rest.

The guys, as they tend to do after a slightly awkward
sex session, dressed quickly and after reassurances
once again of absolute discretion, they were gone. I
walked through and looked at Vikki’s ravaged body and
didn’t feel guilty. I realised why – I hadn’t cum.

I took the condoms out of the bin and sniffed the aroma
of three guys who had made this stuff while fucking my
wife. I dipped my tongue in each and then put my cock
into Vikki as, one by one, I emptied the contents
between us and pushed the fresh seed into her as I
fucked. I came with force and collapsed back spent with
the cum dripping on to the rug,

It took about 30 minutes to clear up the evidence and
to clean up Vikki. I helped her to bed and slept
soundly yet again. In the morning, I was gently
chastised again for being too rough when I had fucked
her.

"So she remembered being fucked?"

"You felt so big last night Michael and you fucked me
in so many ways," She said. "I loved it."

"Glad to be of service darling," I said.

"We must do it like that again some time," She said.

"Oh yes – we must," I replied, "We must.!"