My wife stood up, she had just serviced another man cock with her wanton mouth, her dress crumpled from all her kneeling, chest heaving with emotion.
"Come here you dirty little whore, Jack me off!" he told her.
His words spurred her and she did as she was told without any hesitation. .
He spun round quickly then, scooping her tits out of her dress and holding his cock over them as he came with a grunt, spunk shooting down my wife's cleavage and over her chest.
She was gasping for breath; her face soaked with cum, as she quickly scooped his spunk up from her chest and licked it off her fingers. Trails of spunk and saliva ran from her chest to her chin as she ate his juice like a kitten lapping up milk.
My emotions raged backwards and forwards in my head, I pondered what to do. Should I pack up and leave? Should I throw the bitch out? Why did she do this to me? How did it happen?
Even though I was angry and confused about the fact, I felt a strange tingling excitement teasing me, jangling the nerve ends in my groin. I was angry, sad and excited all at the same time. Each emotion spilled over into the others, swamping all reason. I had often fantasied about this type of thing over the years but you never know how you are going to react until it actually happens and the reality was certainly a bit different than the fantasy.
At first I thought I would just walk away and pretend I didn't see what had just happened. Then as I glanced to the side towards the two patio doors that led outside and I notice that most of our friends like me had been watching the entire show. Sonja turned towards the group showing off her cum cover face and tits grinning from ear to ear making me realize that she knew they were there the whole time. She had been putting on a show to impress her friends at my expense.
That cheating whore had just made me look like a complete fool in front of all our friends and now just walking away and pretending nothing happened was no longer an option for me. I needed to reclaim my wife, my women and my manhood if I ever wanted to look these people in the face again.
She stood up as I walked into the living making my presences known.
'Bitch!!' I screamed. 'You fucking bitch!'
"Who else have you been fooling around with behind my back?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," howled Sonja
She tried to walk away, "Not so fast. I grabbed her.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" She cried.
"You've acted like a slut," I said, "so now I'm going to treat you like one."
I dragged the cheating bitch outside to the pool area where all our friends who had been watching her show with Dave were. Her tits were still hanging out of her dress and her face and tits were still cover with Dave's cum.
I handed my cell phone to one of the other husband standing there not quite sure what to say or do. "Here take a picture of this I may want to put in our Christmas cards next year." I said. He nodded and started looking through the viewer capturing the moment.
The guys all gather around us some even pulled up a chair to get comfortable. Between the booze and the fact they had just watched a live sex show between my wife and Dave nobody seemed embarrassed or uneasy about watching us.
I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her over to one of the patio chairs and put her over my knee. To her surprise, she found herself ass-up over my knee a split second later, staring at the ground as she wriggled against me.
"What are you going to do?" She wept.
"I'm going to spank you and show all your friends who is in control." I bellowed.
"Stop!" Sonja shrieked.
SMACK!
My first blow caught her off guard. She cried out and tears began to come to her eyes, due less to the pain than the humiliation.
"Stop! What are you doing!" screamed Sonja
"Say it," I said, "tell everybody what you are!"
"No!" said Sonja, feeling herself becoming even more aroused as the blood began to flow back upwards to her pussy. She was getting wet! Now she was even angrier with herself than with me.
She couldn't help whimpering in pleasure and rubbing against my leg as my blows landed across her pussy.
"You little whore, you love this don't you? This is what you want isn't it!"
"No --," she moaned, then "Oh -- no --," as I began to rain blow after blow down on her helpless ass. The more I spanked her, the more aroused she became. Almost involuntarily, she wriggled herself into a position that left her pussy even more exposed to my blows.
I ran my hand down her legs and slipped a finger inside her cunt probing her tight cunt with my thumb, "you're wet. You really are a slut."
"No!" she protested, "I'm not!"
"Slutiness isn't just based on actions," I said, "slutiness is a state of mind. And you definitely have it."
"No!" said Sonja, wriggling her ass to grind my fingers and hand into her clit, "I just wanted to have some fun!"
SMACK! SMACK!
She gasped and felt her toes begin to curl. I looked down at the incredible sight before me. I was about to spank this petite busty bitch to orgasm!
Her toes curled, her legs tensed, and she strained to rub her pussy even harder against my hand. She had totally forgotten the humiliation of being pulled over my lap in front of all her friends, and abandoned herself to the incredible new sensations.
SMACK!
When I landed a final blow across her reddened ass, Sonja let out an earthy moan and came harder than she ever had in her life, even when she masturbated. I let her stay across my lap for a few moments, then I smacked her again.
"Ouch!" said Sonja, "that hurt!"
She rolled herself off my lap and stood rubbing her sore ass for a moment.
Her face was flushed deep red from the exertion of the spanking and orgasm.
"You didn't say the magic word."
"I'm a cheap slut," mumbled Sonja, staring at the floor and turning an even deeper shade of red.
"What?" I said, "I didn't quite hear you and neither did all your friends?"
"I'm a slut," said Sonja, a little louder.
"Look at me when you say that." I said as I glared at her.
I put a hand under her chin and pushed her gaze up to me. Her eyes were covered in smeared mascara, but she was beautiful.
"You like this, don't you, slut?"
I pushed her down to her knees in front of me. My erection strained against my pants. From her knees she had to strane her head upwards to see my package as it bulged from behind the zipper on my pants. She knew what I was going to do, but waited for me to guide her.
"Unbutton my pants." I said.
She reached up and fumbled for a moment with the button, before successfully releasing it.
"Now unzip them."
She unzipped my pants slowly.
"How many cocks have you sucked tonight?" I asked.
"Just the one," she stammered.
"I don't believe you," I said.
"Now show your friends how suck my cock."
"Do it" I said "Do your wifely duties you wanted to put on a show and impress your friends well now is your chance."
She reached up to the waistband of my briefs and pulled them down in a single stroke. My erect cock fell down and smacked her in the forehead. A string of precum leaked onto her brow.
"Go ahead and suck it," I said, enjoying the look of contempt on her face.
She reached up and touched my shaft gingerly. Because I curved upward, the tip of my cock was still on level with her forehead my balls were at her eye-level.
She blushed, and began stroking along the shaft, lubricating it with the precum dripping from the tip.
"That's a good girl," I said.
I grabbed my cock and forced it down towards her lips.
"Open up, slut."
I pushed it roughly into her mouth. She barely had time to react. Her lips slid across my shaft. I grabbed her hair at the back of her head and forced my cock even deeper. She didn't understand how it had fit in her mouth
to begin with, but now she could feel its head at the back of her throat.
"Mmm," she moaned.
"That's it slut," I said, pressing my cock into her throat, "moan for my cock. Show me how much you love it."
She could barely breathe as my shaft entered her throat. Still, she had an urge to prove that she was up to the task in front of all our friends, that she really could take my entire cock, so she did her best to repress her gag reflex.
I looked over and noticed two of the guys were rubbing a very noticeable bulge in their pants trying not to be too obvious about the fact. A couple of the wives were also trying to feel their tits and pubic areas up without drawing any attention to them.
I pulled my shaft out of Sonja's mouth and let her catch her breath. Her face was flushed with exertion, her make-up smeared.
Suddenly, I smacked the side of her face with my cock. The blow itself stung, but the humiliation was even more painful. She gasped.
"You wanted to be treated like a slut, so I'm doing just that."
Before she could respond, I forced my member back into her throat. I was fucking her now, holding the back of her head as I pushed my cock in and out of her throat.
After several strokes, I took it out again and jerked her head backwards by the hair so she was looking up at me again.
"Beg for my cock."
"What?"
"I said beg for it."
I pushed it into her throat again, fucking it mercilessly until she gagged.
"That's better."
"Suck my balls," I ordered, and stroked my shaft as she licked and sucked my hair-covered sac.
"You're good at that, slut!" I continued to stroke my cock, enjoying the sensation of her tongue on my balls.
Each time I called her a slut, I could see both her face and pussy burn. Each time I had slapped her with my cock, she had been even more humiliated than when I had first spanked her, but also just as turned on.
Finally, she was giving herself over to her nocturnal fantasies. She knew she would do anything that I wanted, that she would surrender to me totally.
I pulled her head back roughly and stroked my cock a few inches from her face.
"Beg for my cum you slut."
She hesitated, and was rewarded with another slap to the face with my cock.
"Beg for it. Tell me you want my hot cum all over your face."
I looked down at the beautiful girl, on her knees begging for my cum.
"Please give me your cum."
"That's better."
"I know what sluts like you need," I said, grabbing a handful of her hair even tighter with my free hand, "let me hear you beg for it again, louder so everyone can hear you."
"Please, give me your cum," she stammered, "I need it."
She saw a white spurt shoot out of my cock towards her. She closed her eyes and tried to duck out of the way, but I held her head firmly in place as I ejaculated all over her face and hair.
She felt my warm cum cover her burning forehead and cheeks, running down her chin and onto her cleavage. She reached up to wipe it away from her eyes and then looked up at me.
"Eat it." I said.
She was stunned for a moment, then stuck one of her cum-covered fingers into her mouth and licked it off.
I wiped the cum from the tip of my cock across her forehead. She scooped more of the cum into her mouth with her fingers and licked them off.
"That's a good girl," I said.
"Now bend over bitch." I ordered. "Kneel on the chair!"
The crowd watched my wife kneel up on the chair, totally under my control. I set to work arranging her, forcing her head down over the other side, untying her long black hair and letting it fall round her shoulders and over her face.
What a sight! My wife knelt on the chair in the middle of our closest friends, her dress rucked up around her waist, her beautiful ass and smooth pussy framed by the garter belt that attached to the sheer black stockings that ran down her perfectly toned legs, to where the sluttishly high stilettos strapped to her feet dangled over the edge of the seat.
I started scooping her mammoth tits completely from their confines and letting them hang freely down the front, and lifting her dress up over her head. Her nipples stuck out another inch from the end of her massive, dangling jugs, and a flush had started to spread across her face as the blood ran to her head.
I crouched down behind my wife, reaching underneath her for her mammoth breasts and kneading them roughly with my hands.
Her juices were already glistening on the insides of her thighs above the lacy tops of her stockings. I was obviously doing something very right, as muffled, guttural moans emitted from my horny wife's mouth. I kept this up for a few minutes, driving Sonja crazy with all the attention to her tits.
If you're a good slut and do what you're told, I might let you come
She bent down as low as she could, having trouble balancing on her heels.
"Grab your ankles."
She did.
I paused for a few seconds.
Tears came to Sonja's eyes, but her pussy was positively on fire.
"Please," she whimpered, "just let me come." trembling in anticipation for the moment when I would take her.
I flicked a glance at one of my wife's girlfriends in order to see her facial expression There she was, staring straight at me! She'd obviously been watching me as I watched her. We locked on to each other and I was incredibly turned on by the moment. Of course the fact that I was balls deep in my wife's pussy drilling her like a two bit whore at the time also didn't hurt.
"You're going to come alright, slut," I said to my wife, "you're going to come on my cock in just a moment. I'm going to give you the good, hard fuck that you've been craving."
I reached between her legs and massaged her pussy. She craned her head to look back at me, but could only see my shadow.
Then, she felt the tip of my cock at the entrance of her wet cunt.
I entered her quickly and smoothly, breaking past the considerable resistance with a single stroke. Little did she know, however, that I was less than halfway inside her. The next stroke filled her even more completely.
I was playing the crowd, and made a point of changing positions a few times so that everyone could see. I had a sense that all eyes were on me (they weren't, of course). I looked over at the other women in the room. Every face was a study of total concentration. Personally, I think we were all dying to see what I would do next.
I leaned over to my whore wife and whispered in her ear, "Mmmm, I think I'm going to bottom out in your tiny little cunt." I said.
And I did, with the third stroke. I struck her cervix, but was still only had about 2/3 of my cock inside her.
"It's a shame you can't take it all in your pussy," I said, "that means I'll have to fuck your ass next."
"No!" she screamed, "you'll do no such thing!"
"I don't think you're in a position to stop me," I grabbed her hair and pulled it back, while I proceeded to give her one of the roughest fucks I had ever meted out. My thighs slapped against her red tender ass as my big prick punished her cunt. Sonja moaned and sighed as she was taken roughly, drilled like a cheap fucking whore.
The audience was getting off on my wife's treatment and I was somehow okay with it all - even as more than one digital camera flashed on occasion. The women in particular seemed to be turned on by her discomfort and had a naughty urge to see my wife getting the full works to get what she deserved.
This whole thing was very surreal. I was so into the fucking that I forgot to make her beg for it. After a while, however, Sonja began to beg on her own, especially as she got close to orgasm.
"Oh please don't stop," she groaned, "I'm so close."
"You love this cock don't you, slut?" I said, spanking her ass.
I was slamming into her, fully in and out as fast as I could go.
The slapping sound was clearly audible on each thrust and, as my hips made hard contact with her
ass, her breasts jiggled and swung like crazy. It was definitely a sight to behold, and not for the faint hearted. I think every woman craves a fast and furious fuck from time to time, and this whore was certainly getting the full treatment.
The force of my fucking was causing her to bounce and groan all over the place. Both of us now were drenched in sweat and obviously lost in their own world.
She'd gone pretty quiet her eyes closed her mouth was partly open in a sort of silent snarl, and I reckoned she was not far from orgasm.
I think a slut like you deserves to have my cum in her pussy."
"Yes I love it please give it to me!" She purred.
I felt her tighten around my cock and knew that she was about to cum, and as she shuddered, I speed up my pace.
The crowd began to stand up as I was getting closer to climax. Our audience seemed to instinctively go quiet in anticipation of our impending orgasm.
I jerked quite hard several times, ramming my penis in to the hilt on each convulsion. So far in, in fact, that only my balls were visible during my orgasm, both flexing and pumping slightly, in perfect time with each spurt deep up inside her.
We took turns glancing over at our friends, noticing that they were watching us from the dark shadows. They were telling each other of what we were doing in whispers and my excitement grew.
As we glanced over, at our friends I was shooting a considerable load into Sonja's unprotected cunt.
She came, hard, just as I thought she would.
I pulled out and spun her around and spread her legs open so everybody could see her well fucked pussy dripping with my cum. "Get a picture of this whore," I said 'Get a good picture of her face so you can show all your friends." I told the guys gathered around us.
"Now it's my turn, slut," I said
I let her roll onto her side. Then I walked around to the side and dangled my cock in her face.
"Clean it off," I ordered.
She took it in her mouth and began to suck. Soon, I was hard again. Sonja couldn't help but be a little bit proud of her cock sucking skills.
I flipped her onto her back, then grabbed both her hands
"Ready to give up your ass, slut?"
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