by Matthew Lee
“Try it,” Half a second passed before I realized that had been my voice.
Tiffany stepped away from me towards the group. Janet saw her coming and stood up, giving up her place. As Tiffany floated by, Janet kissed her deeply on the mouth. Tiff returned it. The guys opened their circle a little to make room for my wife and then smiles spread across their faces. Tiff's eyelids fluttered as she sank to her knees. Their hands moved all over her. They'd been aggressive with Janet but this was on the verge of a fight. Two huge bouncers walked by and good thing they did.
The first man stuffed his dick into her mouth and her hands came up to two more. She was uncoordinated and awkward. She sucked hard, swirling the head with her tongue until another guy pulled her away to suck his. They fought over her oral attention. One cock after another took turns fucking her mouth, trying to push down her throat. She gagged many times and I twice felt protective but Janet put a hand on my arm to hold me back and I quickly learned Tiffany actually enjoyed choking.
I should have seen it coming, but I didn't. Frustrated with waiting their turn two guys stood her up and bent her over. I took a step when the guy behind pushed his cock into her dripping wet pussy. Janet groaned at the sight of my conservative wife stuffed with stranger cock.
When she did not fight, they quickly carried her to a nearby love seat. One man sat and they lifted her over him and settled her on his dick. Another man walked around behind the couch and fed her his dick while a third moved up behind her.
I murmured, “What is he...?”
“He's going to take your wife's ass.” Janet exhaled.
I froze. No one has ever fucked Tiffany's ass. I've never even tried. Early in our relationship her comments made it clear the idea was off the table so I never brought it up. Good girls and proper wives do not use that hole for sex, she'd told me. I took another protective step forward and Janet pulled me back again.
“David, leave her be. If she needs you, you'll know it. I promise. This is her moment. Let her experience whatever she chooses. She's a grown up. You're her partner, not her dad.”
I felt dizzy. I looked back at Tiffany and she certainly needed no help. She eagerly sucked the penis in her mouth while the man beneath her thrust up into her pussy. She moaned loudly and often.
When she felt hands on her butt cheeks, she tentatively lifted and tilted her hips to make it easier. She was nervous but determined. The man pushed her forward and lined his cock up. The man fucking her pussy stopped as the head of this new cock nudge her sphincter. She made no move to get away. Instead, she calmed herself and began kissing the man beneath her.
Ass-man leaned in and her little hole opened around him. A moan started as he pushed in the first inch. He started kissing her back to distract her and it worked because another inch smoothly disappeared up her asshole. Her moan was now an intensely pleasurable groan.
Ass-man waited a moment and pulled part way out and pushed back in, deeper this time. Pussy-man started small thrusts which further distracted my wife and ass-man eased deeper. Blowjob-guy took that as an all-clear and held her face and started fucking her mouth.
Tiffany moaned loudly when ass-man buried his remaining inches. He held himself deep, allowing her to relax and adjust, and then started a short in and out.
Tiffany turned into an animal. I was stunned.
I can't imagine what she felt but by the contortions of her body it had to be more pleasure than she'd ever known. The men hit a rhythm and my wife suffered mind-melting pleasure at their hands. They fucked every hole and she loved it. Her cock-muffled screams announced her first orgasm and just a few minutes later, her second. How did she do it? Where did my lovely faithful wife learn such sexual skills? Was she such a sexual creature naturally?
My mind was blown. I stood watching dumbly as these men pumped her body like machines. Hard cocks appeared and disappeared only to reappear again and again in the rhythmic gang-bang of my wife. Tiffany mewled with pleasure too intense to put into words, feeling each hard cock repeatedly penetrate her in every orifice. My sweet wife was literally stuffed with cock. She was so wet her juice literally ran down the shaft filling her pussy and dripped from his balls to the seat below.
The man in her pussy started sucking gulps of air and I realized he was about to cum. I stared right at the joining of their bodies and the tight seal her cunt made around him. His breathing increased until he growled and erupted. I watched as his testicles rose and fell in time with his grunts and gasps. He didn't even know her yet he pumped hot sperm into her.
The guy in her ass waited until his friend finished and then withdrew his cock from my wife's ass and stood her up and spun her around. He kicked pussy-man out of his seat and replaced him, easing his erection back up my wife's ass only now she faced outward, now she faced me. Blowjob-guy stood there with a hard shiny dick wondering what to do.
A new man with a large knobby dick stepped up and pushed her legs open. When she saw his hard fat cock she spread her legs wide and hooked her heels behind his ass, pulling him forward. He sank his dick into her.
The two men moved in time with each other and drove Tiffany crazy. I heard her cum again. The man in her pussy pumped faster and pushed her legs back against her big tits and then unloaded deep in her cunt.
We had drawn a crowd. I looked around and it seemed at least half of the guests had gathered to watch. They all fondled each other or, inspired by my wife's performance, started fucking and sucking whomever was closest. A sexy redhead came over to give me a blowjob but I thanked her and shooed her away.
Knobby-dick withdrew his softened penis and another man took his place. The man fucking Tiffany's ass had to slow down because he was too close to cumming so he pushed it all the way in and held himself balls deep. The new man worked his curved cock into my wife's sloppy cunt. After so many loads she was incredibly slippery so it took him a while, but when he came he released a flood of sperm inside her too. Milk ran out and dribbled down onto ass-man's balls.
After curved-cock pulled out, ass-man lifted Tiffany and turned her over on all fours, waving away a man that approached. She was all his now. She put her head on the cushion and kept her ass high and he began long-stroking her rectum. Something about her empty pussy an inch below her full ass drove me crazy. It was such a slutty sight. Her cries of pleasure clearly had an effect on the other women present as I heard several of them climax around me.
Tiff reached down and rubbed her clit while he fucked her ass and soon my wife had another orgasm, this time an anal one.
This one was very different from any other. All the muscles across her body flexed and twisted as she screamed and bore down hard. Her face scrunched up and her other hand was a tight fist. Her toes were little balls. Her ass clenched his shaft tighter than a vise and that pushed him over the edge. He pounded her with shorter thrusts and then threw his head back and yelled as he unleashed a torrent of blazing hot jizz deep in her bowels. He came a long time and stayed buried until the last hot drop left his cock. When he pulled his dick out, Tiffany dropped and curled into a fetal position on the couch.
“Now you can go to her,” Janet smiled.
I sat next to her. Her eyes were wide open and staring off into distance. I pet her head and she did not react. She drifted through an ethereal fog of physical bliss. I waited but she was elsewhere.
“You okay?” I asked.
She was catatonic.
Janet approached us and knelt next to Tiff's face. She kissed my wife softly on the cheek. She cupped one of Tiffany's big tits and flicked the nipple hard. It stiffened. She kissed the same cheek and then moved her mouth lower and planted a slow deep kiss on my wife's mouth. Tiff stirred. Janet moved her mouth to the same nipple and sucked it in. She released it and leaned over my wife's ear.
“Tiffany, meet Tiffany,” she whispered.
Slowly my wife lifted her eyes to Janet's face, dazed. “What happened to me?”
“You let go,” Janet explained. “Astonis
hing what the body is capable of, as you just discovered.”
The neglected blowjob-guy from earlier walked up to Tiffany and knelt between she and Janet. With one hand he lifted his aching penis and aimed it at my wife's face. Tiffany lifted her head and opened her mouth without hesitation. He pushed it in against her tongue and she clamped her lips shut and began sucking.
Janet moved up to sit by me. I caught her looking down at my penis.
“It's a crime not to share that thing, you know,” she teased.
I ignored her. I was stunned and fascinated by my wife. I thought her anal orgasm meant the end of our night. Something foundational happened here. My wife was a changed woman.
Tiffany sucked blowjob-guy, bobbing her mouth like a pussy, until he grunted and ejaculated. He left it in there for a moment and then pulled it past her vacuuming lips.
Based on his success, other men that had been watching crouched down and fed Tiff their cocks too. They crowded around her, hoping for their turn. My wife refused no one, sucking each until drinking their cum; large and small, hairy and shaven. Each man unloaded into her freely offered gullet. They held her down and fucked her mouth like a pussy, butts rising and falling as they pumped their cocks. A man would climax and another would nudge him away.
Once they were all emptied, we were left alone. Janet said she would search for Ray and I told her I'd left him with our drinks. She headed that way.
With rubbery arms Tiff pushed herself up to sitting. Her face was a mess of white ropes and stray shots. I was terrified she would ask for a kiss. She wiped her face with both hands and rubbed them on the upholstery. I had some whiskey left in my tumbler and she gulped it. She tested her pussy with a finger and then reached around behind and tested her ass. Cum leaked from her everywhere.
We regarded each other. She searched my eyes for anger or rejection or disgust and must not have seen any because she wiggled closer until her head rested on my shoulder.
“Do you want to fuck someone,” she offered. “I'll let you. Just this once. It's only fair.”
I told her no and asked if she was ready to go home.
“No. Not yet. Sorry, Honey, but I like it here. I should be freaking out but I'm not. Let's head back to Ray and Janet.”
I let her walk ahead of me and candlelight revealed sperm dripping down her inner thighs. Lots of sperm. I rubbed my dick and caught up with her.
When we got back Ray was there but not Janet. He waved vaguely towards the back of the room when I asked where she was.
“I'll find her,” Tiffany offered. “How about you stay here with Ray?”
This time I did as she asked. In the back of my mind I was sure she would find another man or two and I needed a break from watching her. I was so aroused any more stimulation might make me explode.
Ray spoke. “Janet says Tiffany is more sexual than us and probably more sexual than anyone we know. That's a bold statement. What do you think of that, David?”
I ignored Ray. I had no idea what our sex life would be like after tonight. I was sure we'd sit down and discuss it but at this moment I had no idea. Tiffany had changed right before my eyes.
Janet came back after twenty minutes and told us Tiffany was with a new man and I nodded. I'd expected as much. She said she'd seen them talking and then they drifted away from the group. She kept one eye on them and when she saw them kissing she knew what came next so she returned to Ray and me.
“Who was this guy?” I asked. “Why did she pick him?”
“I didn't call him a guy,” she corrected, “I called him a man. A tall, muscular, handsome and confident man. Ask me how big his cock was, David. I know you want to know.”
I cleared my throat. “How big was he?”
“Really big. He was soft but even so I'd say double yours. His ball sack was huge. Did you know your wife loves huge testicles? He looked like Christopher Reeves; broad shoulders and narrow waist, good-guy chin, big dark eyes. Really handsome and masculine. Lucky bitch.”
I began to fret. Tiff with five men was less worrisome than Tiff with one man. This night was so full of twists and turns. My wife seemed unpredictable and that unnerved me.
The three of us continued talking but more and more my mind drifted to Tiffany; where was she? What was she doing right this second? There must be something special about him. I thought about walking around to burn my nervous energy but if I bumped into them I would feel like a spy. To get my mind off her I started asking my friends lots of questions.
Janet and Ray had been doing this a long time and loved it. They always thought of new ways to tease each other. Like me, Ray loved watching his wife with other men. They told me about their secret world and the do's and don'ts of it. I listened attentively and I had to admit, in spite of my current misgivings, I got turned on. Why was this so exciting? They shared story after story.
We'd talked for almost two hours when naked Tiffany and her new, naked friend approached our group. They held hands. Nothing else tonight bothered me like that did. Their intimately intertwined fingers rocked me. Such a simple romantic gesture. I gasped as all the air left my lungs. Tiffany heard it and gave me a pained and apologetic look.
Janet had not exaggerated; even soft he was clearly twice my size, maybe the biggest man in here. I stared at it wondering if it had already been inside my wife.
They stopped ten feet back from us.
“Hi guys,” Tiffany said, her voice trembling a little. “This is Bryce. I wanted you to meet him so you wouldn't worry. Bryce, this is Ray and his wife Janet, and David, my husband.”
We all said hi but Bryce said hello. Anxiety twisted Tiffany's face a little.
“What do you mean, 'worry'?” I asked. “What would we worry about, Tiff?”.
Tiffany's anxiety shot through the roof. She chewed her lips like crazy.
She stood up straighter and squared her shoulders.
“I'm going home with him, David, just for tonight. Don't be mad and don't freak out. It's not as bad as it sounds. I want to spend time with him away from this place. There are limitations for us here.”
My jaw landed in my lap. Limitations? Home with him? What the ever loving fuck?
Tiffany saw my face and started talking fast, telling me how she had discovered things about herself tonight that she wanted to explore further but without my influence. Ray and Janet and Bryce heard it all. She begged me to trust her because this wasn't about replacing me or ending our marriage. She assured me that tomorrow she'd still be my wife and she loved me more than anything on earth. She asked me to trust her again and again and it began to work.
I know most guys would have exploded in rage and fear but something in her eyes, something in her voice, kept me calm. She needed me to do this for her.
In the end, I did. I found the heart of my selfless love for her and clung to it. Even when she told me there'd be no text updates and no phone calls. She wanted to feel alone with him; separate from everyone and everything else. She needed to know this experience.
Janet said she was worn out and Ray admitted he was dying to get home to fuck her, so when they suggested I leave with them, I agreed.
Tiffany assured me a million times that everything would be fine. I wasn't going to club her in the head and throw her over my shoulder and I wasn't going to ask for a divorce right then and there, so I kissed her and left with them.
As we passed the double doors I looked back over my shoulder and saw Bryce circling her shoulders with a muscular arm as she looked down at his cock. She lifted his massive balls in the palm of her hand and smiled up at him and the dazzling, magical look in her eyes stabbed right through me.
What a night.
Janet and Ray invited me to stay at their place and watch or even join in but I told them all my sexual arousal had fled my body. I was numb. The very idea of sex sounded unpleasant. I wanted nothing to do with it. I thanked them and drove myself home.
At home I showered and threw on a pair of boxers and poured a
big glass of whiskey. I retired to the den to watch Sports Center. I pushed the button and the big screen had only started to glow when my penis began to rise and kept rising until it stood straight up and throbbed. I removed my boxers. I looked down at my erection, a little confused. I was deep red and hard as steel. I looked bigger than I could ever remember. My penis strained forward like it tried to separate from my body. I kept getting harder.
It had only been an hour or so but I was certain Bryce fucked my woman at that very moment. I felt it in my heart. I knew it. I knew it and I liked it. Goddamn it!
I paced the den. More than her gang-bang, more than her cum-swallowing cock-orgy, the knowledge that Bryce and Tiffany at this moment explored their shared intimacy inflamed and aroused me.
I didn't care what her fucking reasons were, I just loved that she had them. I loved that she wanted him so badly she would send me home alone. This was real! There was no better proof she did all this for herself and not to please me. She risked crushing me and looking like a total asshole in front of Ray and Janet. She did not care. She wanted Bryce and she wanted him in an intimate way and that fucking drove me nuts. My wife watching was clearly connected to my emotions. It was not all about sex.
I went a little crazy. I yelled her name into our empty home and then yelled it again. Echoes bounced around. She's smart and strong but until tonight she's never been so bold.
How many times would he cum in her? That mattered most. Was this humiliation? Was I similar to Ray in this regard? Should I try Ray's cage? I pictured those five men fucking her and filling her and then all those men she sucked, and it was incredibly hot, but nothing compared to the searing white hot blaze of Tiffany wanting to be alone with this one man. We'd gone far down the sexual road but mostly avoided intimacy. My wife craved intimacy. Something about Bryce made her want it with him and that reality lit me on fire.
I yelled her name again.
I grabbed my phone and typed out a quick message; One quick question and then I'll leave you alone; did he cum inside you yet?