Being A Complete Slut For Hubby Part 4
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I had such a lot to tell Gary when I got home. But he had to be patient. I was tired and hungry.
After a delicious curry cooked by Gary, I actually fell asleep in my armchair, and only woke up just before bedtime.
A coffee refreshed me, and we retired to bed immediately afterwards. Recalling everything and telling hubby all about it had the dual effect of making us both very randy, and we had a lovely marital session before both dozing off again.
In the morning, Gary was still very randy. I found out very quickly that it was because he anticipated me satisfying his cuckolding some more.
He had arranged for Emre, the logman, to come over in the evening with four of his friends for yet another gang bang. Gary at least had the manners to ask if I was OK with that.
Never mind about the other four guys, the thought of a lot of fun with Emre was enough for me, and I told Gary that I was looking forward to it.
I had completely forgotten about the large envelope in my handbag. But I knew there were a couple of DVDs for Gary to look at, so I opened the envelope and handed them to him.
There was a large pile of banknotes. While hubby was busy setting up the DVD, I counted it. Just over 40,000 Turkish currency in one pile, and another 10,000 from Ufuk's friends. That equated to nearly five thousand pounds. Wow.
That was really far too much to give in one lump sum to the animal charity I support, so I decided to spend a fair bit on new sexy underwear, donate £1000 to my furry friends, and put the rest away to give to the animal charity later.
I didn't feel at all guilty about keeping some back to buy new undies. After all, a lot of my stuff had gone missing and was hopefully saved somewhere as a memory for some guys. I actually loved the idea of some guys clinging on to memories of my performing.
Next, I checked my emails and was delighted to see that Yvonne had booked her flights and was going to spend a week with us in December. That really was something to look forward to.
I also had a message from Ozlem in Ankara. My Turkish was now good enough to understand that she and her husband were planning another holiday near us, but it wouldn't be until spring.
Gary was great and told me to put my feet up and rest before my next gang bang. But it is very difficult to have a complete rest when your mind is focused on what was to come.
I had a lovely soak in our jacuzzi bath, dried myself, had a good hour's sleep on our bed before planning what to wear. I couldn't take my mind off Emre's perfect physique, and of course, wondering what his friends would be like.
The memory of being stripped by Ufuk's friends was fresh in my mind and I thought having Emre and his mates stripping me would be a good start.
I was going to be a slut again, so I may as well look the part. I put on a set of bright red underwear; the bra was a front fastening peephole one, and the panties were crotchless. I chose a cream button-through blouse and a black front zip mini skirt.
A pair of barely black hold-ups with lacy trim and ridiculously high heeled red shoes completed the look.
Looking at myself in the mirror, it was just the look I wanted. My nipples were clearly visible through my blouse, the tops of my hold-ups were just below my mini, and my makeup was slightly overdone. God, I looked like a tart.
It was just getting dark as I heard a vehicle pull up outside our house. Gary told me to wait in the bedroom and went out to meet and greet them. He obviously wanted me to have a gang bang on our marital bed, and the thought turned me on too.
I was ready, but Gary made me wait upstairs as he poured them all a beer. It seemed ages. I could hear chatter and laughs downstairs, but then at last I heard footsteps on the stairs.
There was a knock on my bedroom door, which I thought was quite amusing in the circumstances. I walked over, opened it, invited them in, walked towards the edge of the bed, and turned to face them again.
Two of the guys were a fair bit older than Emre, probably in their fifties. But the other two were fairly young in comparison. I was aware of being ogled for what seemed like ages without a word being spoken.
Then Emre himself made the first move and started to undo the buttons on my blouse. One of the older guys then got on his knees in front of me and pulled the zip of my mini right down. It fell to the floor and he kissed my pussy immediately.
At the same time, Emre got my blouse off, and I stood there with proud erect nipples and naked pussy on show while they all got their kit off.
Apart from shoes, nothing else came off. They lay me down on my back on our bed and then proceeded to ravish me.
All five of them were on me at once, but they moved around a lot so that they all got to touch me in many different places
I never had more than one cock in my mouth at any time, but the sensations I was getting from having so many hands, fingers and tongues on me at the same time were fantastic, and I was starting to make a lot of noise.
That seemed to spur them on a bit, and I felt one of them trying to pull my panties off. I managed to ease myself up off the bed a little so they came off without too much of a struggle, and seconds later, one of the older guys unfastened my bra, pulled it out from under my back and flung it to one side.
Fingers were tickling my bum hole now as well as tongues all over the place. They were all changing positions so much I really didn't know who was touching me where. All I knew was that the sensations were fantastic and that I was nearing my first cum.
One of the younger guys was obviously pretty near a cum himself while I was sucking his cock. I wanked it a little too, and he shot his load all over my face.
Emre was first to fuck me, pulling me to the edge of the bed, and ramming his lovely big cock into me. Then they all took turns in that position apart from the guy who had already cum.
None of them stopped paying me attention while I was being fucked. My clit was being perpetually fingered, sometimes my bum hole too, and my nipples were always being tweaked or licked. I don't know who was fucking me when I had my first cum, but it was a multi.
The noise I made seemed to spur them on even more, and I was lifted up and put down straight onto the cock of someone who had lain down on the bed. I wasn't sure which one it was, as I had my back to him, but the others were quickly all over me again.
My boobs were being sucked a little too hard and they were starting to get sore, but still the waves of pleasure kept coming and overrode any discomfort.
Four of them took me in that position too as the poor guy who had cum was still trying to get himself hard again. I looked at him and gestured to let him know I would give him another blow job, and pretty soon I had the satisfaction of realising that my mouth had done its job.
Two more guys had cum now, so there was a little more room as they changed my position again, and I was fucked doggy position by all three. Emre and one of the older guys kept going for a long time, but quite quickly after each other, they came too, just leaving the young guy who had shot his load too early.
He had got me to himself now, and he laid me on my back again. I was covered in cum and sweat and spit, but he didn't seem to care as he gave me a wonderful seeing to. He brought me to another two cums just fucking me while our tongues played together.
When he came again, he didn't pull out but held on to me tight as if we were long-standing partners. All the other guys gave us some applause as we finished.
Gary appeared at the bedroom door.
"It sounded like you all had a good time," he said, looking around our room with a glint in his eye.
Then he handed them all a towel each and showed them where the two showers were. I had to wait for mine despite being in a pretty sorry state.
By the time I had managed to clean myself up, they had all left. Gary gave me a big cuddle, told me that I was fantastic, and opened a bottle of red wine for us to share.
He asked if the noises I had made were natural or had been exaggerated for his benefit. I told him that there was no acting involved and that the sensations had been wonderful.
Gary had got so turned on that he really wanted to get me straight back in our bed for some marital bliss but I had to tell him that I was too tired and that he would have to wait. He understood and was OK with that, although the disappointment was very apparent on his face.
So we just chatted while we finished the bottle of red between us. I admitted to him that the gang bang experiences had been better than my wildest dreams.
We talked very frankly about them. His favourite was what had just happened with Emre and his friends, and I told him that mine was the one in front of an audience of four hundred with two cameras filming from different angles and the big mirror where I could catch glimpses of myself being fucked.
Gary brought up his target of a hundred different cocks again and told me that it looked very achievable now.
I actually agreed with him. After all, Ufuk was already working on my next one at his place, and Emre no doubt had more friends who might be interested.
"Funnily enough, Emre asked if there was any chance of a repeat with different friends when he left tonight," Gary told me, smiling.
"Oh! have you arranged one then?" I asked, not hiding the anticipation in my voice.
"No, not yet. I wanted to talk to you first, Jill," he replied. "But I will be talking to him in the morning and get the ball rolling," he continued.
I couldn't believe how much I wanted another experience like that. But I really did. I was loving all the attention. Hubby got so turned on by it all, and I was having more cums than I ever thought possible.
"Are you still too tired, Jill?" Gary whispered, obviously noticing how our conversation had affected me.
"I believe I can summon up enough energy from somewhere," I said, placing my hand on the front of his shorts.
Hubby was rampant. There was no time for going upstairs, he wanted me there and then, and the settee took a hell of a hammering.
Even though he was a lot more impatient than normal, he knows all the right places and moves, and I managed another couple of cums before he exploded inside me. What a night!
I woke up the next morning. It was Friday, and I had a lovely restful weekend in mind with nothing arranged until my usual Monday night bi session with Hazel.
Gary tried to talk me into trying my luck at one of the clubs in Fethiye, telling me that the end of the tourist season was just about here and that I wouldn't get many more chances before spring.
But I didn't see the need. It looked as though I was going to get more than my fair share of fun with what was already lined up.
I spent Friday evening ordering some very sexy underwear online. I spent over six hundred pounds from my ill-gotten gains and couldn't wait for it all to arrive.
We did a little more shopping in town on Saturday and planned to go out for a meal somewhere in the evening.
But that all changed late in the afternoon when I got a phone call.
It was Ufuk. Again I understood his Turkish perfectly. He wanted to know if I could go over to his place later that evening.
I told him that I could and asked him how many guys would be there this time.
His answer both shocked and thrilled me at the same time. It wasn't a gang bang that was planned, but his wife Ugras wanted to see me.
If I could go, he would not be there and Ugras and I would have the house to ourselves.
So I hadn't been mistaken about some of the looks and touches she had given me while I was there for the gang bang.
It was an easy decision to make. My bi side was becoming more and more important to me, and although I had only seen Ugras dressed casually in a sweater and jeans, there was something quite sexy about her.
Gary listened as I told Ufuk that I would arrive at about 8 pm. He was OK about missing out on a meal out, and stayed with me and chatted as I got myself ready.
I chose to power dress. A charcoal grey business suit with the skirt just above the knee, a white blouse, a white set of undies, tan hold-ups, and black shoes with just a medium heel. I looked as though as I was going for a job interview.
Gary told me that it wasn't sexy enough, but I had a good feeling about what I had chosen.
Less than two hours later, I arrived at their mansion. As I parked on their drive, Ufuk came out to welcome me. I hadn't expected him to be there, but he invited me in and led me through to their lounge.
He explained that his wife was still getting ready upstairs, but that she wouldn't be very long. Then he told me that he had to go out on business, and made his way out.
So I sat there twiddling my thumbs for what seemed like ages. Then, at last, a call from upstairs. I understood straight away. Come up now.
I obeyed, and when I got to the top of the stairs, I couldn't believe my eyes. There was Ugras dressed literally to kill. She wore a black wet look mini dress, fishnet stockings, black high heels, and a black shiny mask, which I think was supposed to look like a cat.
It was such a surprise that I just stood there and never uttered a word. But I registered that she had a wonderful figure.
Ugras beckoned me to follow her, and she led me into a bedroom. It obviously wasn't the master bedroom, but there was a double bed, an en suite bathroom, and some background music playing.
I understood when she told me that I looked beautiful, and I told her that she looked wonderful too, even though I was very shocked about how she was dressed.
Then she walked towards some drawers, and pulled out a cat of nine tails whip, held it up, smiled and said something that I couldn't understand.
But her next sentence, I understood fully. She told me to take all my clothes off. It wasn't a request; it was a demand. I did as I was told.
She watched me intently as I took everything off, making purring noises as she moved her balance from foot to foot. As I got down to my undies, she moved very close and started caressing me with the whip, gently sliding it down my side and the tops of my legs.
I was anxious. I don't like pain, but I was also curious, so I guess I just let things take their course.
Ugras told me to get on the bed face down. She stood at the side of the bed. Our eyes met as she started with the whip, running it down my spine and then over my buttocks.
Very gently she started to hit me with it. The first few strokes were quite pleasant, but she got a little more forceful and I could feel a tingling sensation followed by the first bit of pain.
I winced, and she stopped. Ugras told me to turn over and lie on my back. Again, I did as I was told and watched her go over to some cupboards.
She walked back to the bed with a mask for me and something else that I couldn't make out. I raised my head so that she could put the mask on me. It wasn't as big as hers, but mainly black with some silver lacey bits. I could still see perfectly well though.
Ugras still had something else in her hand, but with the other hand, she pushed my head gently back onto the pillow and then started to lick and suck both my nipples quite hard.
She carried on until she was happy that my nipples were erect enough, and then I found out what she was holding. Nipple clamps.
In no time they were fixed to my aching boobs. It felt uncomfortable, but it was all new to me, so I just went with the flow. There were two metal chains going down from my boobs to a long leather handle, which Ugras started giving little tugs on.
The pain wasn't too bad and I tried to sit up a little as she pulled. Ugras was still making little purring noises and was obviously really enjoying herself.
She got up and went to get something else from her cupboard. For the first time, I got scared when I saw what she had fetched. I'd never seen anything like it before. It was like a dildo but in the shape of a fist. The fist was black, and fortunately a lot smaller than a normal fist.
My legs were pulled apart and Ugras pushed the toy up me. She was slow and gentle with it though, and although it felt strange, it was actually quite a pleasant feeling.
I started to breathe heavily, warming to the feeling. Ugras was also getting a little carried away. She wasn't purring anymore but speaking loudly. Some words I knew, but others were lost on me.
She was still dressed, and I really wanted to get to her myself. That wasn't allowed just yet apparently.
There were still some little nipple tugs going on, and the fist was going faster and faster, and she managed to carry on doing all that whilst at the same time finding my clit with her tongue.
Now I was in heaven, the pleasure outweighing any discomfort or pain. I guessed that she wouldn't stop until I had a cum, so I didn't try to control it and screamed in ecstasy as she continued licking me all through my orgasm and quite a while afterwards. She was very good and knew exactly what she was doing.
She stopped and unfastened the nipple clamps. God, my nipples looked enormous.
Ugras stood at the side of the bed, turned her back towards me, and gestured for me to unzip her. At last, I was going to see her body.
I got everything off her apart from the mask very quickly. She turned round to face me. She was lovely.
Her boobs were about the same size as mine, but a completely different shape. They hung to the side more than mine, leaving a fairly big channel between them.
Her tummy wasn't completely flat, but she certainly wasn't overweight. The only blemish was a scar where she had obviously had an operation, probably a Caesarian birth.
As usual with Turkish ladies, there wasn't a hair in sight and everything was really smooth.
My Turkish was good enough to tell her what I thought of her, and she smiled and joined me on the bed.
The dominance thing had disappeared now, and we had an absolutely fantastic time exploring each other's bodies. She was far more experienced than me and she knew all the moves. I responded as best as I could.
No more toys were used even though I am sure there were many different ones in those cupboards of hers. We didn't really need any help. We were in a sixty-nine position most of the time. I had so many cums, and I am proud to say that I brought Ugras to some wonderful orgasms too. The more I do on my bi side, the more I learn.
When we were both finally spent, we cuddled and kissed each other for a very long time. It was a special moment for me.
We showered together, dried and got dressed, before going down to her lounge, where she brought us both tea and cakes.
I am so pleased that my Turkish had got to a reasonable level as we managed a good conversation and found out a little more about each other.
The greatest thing was that I understood when she told me that she didn't want what we had just experienced to be a one-off and that she would like to see me regularly. Wow.
We finished our tea and cakes chatting easily all the time, but other than a hug and kiss goodbye, there was no more action, and I left and made my way home.
Unexpectedly, Gary was out when I got home, so I had time to think about what I had just experienced with Ugras. I had been dominated in my life before, if only for a short time, by the guy I had to call "Master" all the time, and, of course, it was during this short time of being dominated that I had first experienced bi sex with Mary.
But Ugras was far, far different. She didn't keep the dominance up. It was sort of her introduction to it all. And actually, I had quite enjoyed playing along with it. It was very minimal pain that she inflicted on me, and the sex afterwards had been fantastic.
If she wanted a repeat, I would certainly be up for it.
Gary phoned me. He was on his way home and wanted to know if I wanted a takeaway. Well, I was hungry, so I asked him to bring a curry.
Of course, he wanted all the details of my evening, and I didn't leave anything out. I thought that would lead to him getting very amorous with me, but this time it didn't.
He just wanted to talk some more. I was OK with that because I was pretty tired anyway. I had a lot of housework to catch up with on Sunday, followed by the exciting prospect of another Monday evening with Hazel.
Midway through my boring chores on Sunday, all that changed. I got a phone call from Hazel.
She was very upset, talking far too quickly with stops for some sobbing. Eventually, she told me that her partner Nigel had beaten her up.
I offered to go round and comfort her, but she told me that she didn't want me to see her because her face was so badly bruised and cut.
That made me want to be with her even more, but she wouldn't change her mind, telling me that she would let me know when she felt good about seeing me.
It didn't make sense to me. At distressing times like those, you need your friends around you. I phoned her another couple of times later to try and get her to change her mind, but she was adamant.
I was part angry and part concerned when Monday arrived. Gary would be out playing pool in the evening and I would be on my own.
Then, around lunchtime, I got a message from Bulent. It simply said, "Please phone me, it's urgent."
Firstly, there was some bad news. Apparently, Patron Muzzy had found out about my gang bang at Ufuk's and wasn't too happy about it. We were all in trouble, chiefly Ufuk, but also Bulent and myself too.
They both worked for Muzzy and Bulent told me that he might lose his job. No decisions had been made, but Muzzy was, after all, an important guy and said to be heavily involved in the Turkish mafia.
On a personal front, I thought any chances of that holiday with him had probably disappeared, and maybe no more of his organised "gentlemen's nights" either.
When Bulent asked, "Are you free tonight?" I thought it was probably to go and explain myself to Muzzy. But no. It was much more exciting!
Bulent explained that Thomas, the black guy with the powerful tongue at Ufuk's gang bang, had contacted Bulent to ask if he could see me again. Surprisingly, Bulent had told Thomas that he had a "thing" going with me and suggested a threesome.
Gosh, what a thought. Bulent obviously knew me pretty well already.
So, while hubby went off to his pool game, I drove to the same hotel in Golhisar to meet up with two guys that I knew were pretty exceptional in the bedroom department.
What an absolutely fucking awesome night I had there. Two wonderful considerate, strong, lovers. They were both so patient, really wanting to make me cum first. That tongue of Thomas's was such a turn-on, and Bulent's cock was so demanding.
In the end, I was fucked in so many positions by two wonderful cocks. Fuck my bi side; this was fucking wonderful. I had cum so many times, but Thomas insisted that I should have one more from his tongue.
Bulent just pulled back and watched as Thomas brought me to so many orgasms with his magnificent tongue making me say some really naughty things.
By the end of the next night, I had so many more things arranged. I had given Thomas my address and he was going to come and stop the night with me, I was going back to Ufuk's for another gang bang two days later, and Emre was turning up two nights after that with another four friends, and Hazel was OK with me going over to see her on the following Monday.
The only disappointment was that I hadn't heard anything from Ufuk's wife, Ugras. I certainly wanted more of her, but I would have to be patient.
When I got home from my wonderful threesome night with Thomas and Bulent, Gary wanted to talk. But it wasn't the usual thing of him wanting to hear about all my escapades followed by some marital bliss.
He told me that he thought I was doing too much and that I ought to slow down a bit.
What! At last, I was actually doing enough to keep my cuckolding hubby happy. Incredible. And now he wanted me to slow down.
I told him there and then to his face that it was he that had started me off on this road of wantonness and that I was loving it all, and I was going to carry on whether he liked it or not.
How could I stop now? I was getting so much pleasure. I loved the thought of having so many different cocks and tongues getting me, and I had discovered a very healthy bi side that I wanted to continue with.
Gary saw my point of view and sort of accepted it. He knew he was going to have to live with the fact that his wife was a slag.
I told him that he had got lots of memories, some videos and his journal to keep him happy and that if I had my way, he would have a lot more to write in that in the very near future.
And I didn't half feel good telling him that before the week was out, I was going to get laid in our marital bed by Thomas, and after another two gangs bangs, my total of satisfied cocks would have increased by nine or ten more.
In the end, Gary just put his hands up in front of him, looked at me and said, "Jill, you are bloody wonderful, and it still all turns me on. I just thought you might need a rest for a while."
"No way, Gary, I am just loving all the attention and I'll keep going as long as people still find me attractive."
And I will.
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