Wives’ Night Out

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Wives’ Night Outby REAL-RLMThe Big Country Barn:It was Friday night again, and, as usual, Steve Coulter was alone with nothing to do but watch TV and wait for Ellen to come home from her weekly “Wives’ Night Out” with her three friends. Actually, Steve didn’t mind. It gave him a good opportunity to do some wood working in his shop, surf the net, and occasionally, go out for a drink with one or two of his golfing friends. In addition, Ellen seemed much happier now that she had some time to spend doing female things with her good friends. Before they agreed to “Wives’ Night Out”, sex between them had grown somewhat stale and was down to only a couple of times a week. Since starting her once a week outing, Ellen was far more responsive in bed, and they were now having sex much more often. Even better, when they did have sex, Steve was usually having two orgasms and Ellen three or more. All things considered, they both wished they had started the practice sooner.The four musketettes, as Steve thought of them, were Monica Lucier, Amber Brickell, Anita Kurland, and Ellen. Monica and Ellen were both secretaries with a very large legal firm. They had a lot in common and had been best friends for at least five years. Surprisingly, Steve hardly knew Monica’s husband, Ellis. In fact, he had only met him a few times at large celebrations. He didn’t dislike the man. It was just that Ellis’ job as the sales manager for a large car dealership and Steve’s job as a physics professor at the city’s four-year college were so different, the two men had little in common.Jack Kurland, Anita’s husband, was a faculty member in the history department at Steve’s college. He knew him fairly well and on several occasions, Steve and Ellen had gone out to dinner or to other activities with the Kurlands.Amber Brickell, the fourth musketette who participated in “Wives Night Out”, was actually an unmarried divorcee, but the other women liked her a lot, so she was a member of the group.Steve agreed that “Wives Night Out” was a great idea, but in spite of all the advantages, on this particular Friday, he was bored.————————————–“Damn,” I said aloud as I scanned the TV Guide. “There’s not a thing on that’s worth watching. Just a bunch of reruns and ridiculous sitcoms. Low-grade, chick shows at best.”Disgusted, I retreated to my wood shop to put the finishing touches on the new end table for the den that I had been working on for several weeks. When I entered my shop and saw it standing against the wall completely finished, I was both pleased and dismayed. The fact that it was a fine piece of work pleased me; the fact that I had forgotten that I had completed the job earlier in the week left me with nothing to do.With nothing else to do, I decided to go out to a lounge, have a drink, and listen to some music. Before leaving, I checked my watch… 10 PM… plenty of time. There was no way Ellen would be home before midnight. Most of the time, it was about midnight when she returned, but sometimes it was almost 1 AM. It just depended on how late the club or lounge where they were stayed open or how long the late movie was.Louie’s Sports Bar was always a lively place… good drinks… interesting guys… lots of arguments about who was going to win what this year. Occasionally, there was even some fox who came in showing a lot of leg or tit or both. All I ever did on those occasions was look, but, what the hell, looking is fun too. I decided to head for Louie’s.I was halfway to Louie’s when I saw the big neon sign advertising the “Big Country Barn”, a very popular country-western dance hall, bar, and pool hall, about a half mile ahead. As I approached, I remembered that Ellen had been wearing tight jeans, an equally tight, low-cut, top, and spike heels when she left the house around 7 PM. I couldn’t help wondering if the “Big Country Barn” was their destination for the Wives Night Out.It wasn’t a situation in which Ellen refused to tell me where they had gone on their nights out… in fact, she was always eager to talk about all the fun things they had done. Some of those things were sexy and erotic, but that’s why our sex life had improved a factor of 10 since “Wives Night Out” had started. But when I asked her in advance where they were going, she would usually say something like, “We haven’t decided yet” or “I want to have a great dinner somewhere and go to a movie but Amber wants to go a club and drink and dance. We’ll probably flip a coin”. The bottom line was I never knew in advance where they would be going. The possibility that it was the “Big Country Barn” was intriguing. Instead of driving past the big neon sign, I turned into the Country Barn’s parking lot.Anita almost always drove their van on the Musketettes’ excursions. Ellen said it was big, roomy, and comfortable. I hadn’t looked out the window to see who was driving when the group picked up my wife, but it seemed like a very good bet that it was Anita. If so, I knew it would be easy to find the van in the parking lot. If I didn’t find it, I could head to Louie’s. If I did… well, I hadn’t decided yet.The parking lot was shaped like a big “U” with ample parking on both sides of the Barn and some unmarked room in the back when the crowds were large. I drove slowly down the east side of the Barn checking each space with no luck. The cars thinned out toward the back of the lot so the van was easy to spot. It was parked among some trees in a wooded area. Four or five other cars were parked in back, but not many. I continued past their van, drove up the west side of the lot, found a vacant spot, and parked.I sat in my parked car for 10 minutes trying to decide what to do. On the one hand, if I went inside and the women saw me, they would know I was spying on them and Ellen would be embarrassed… just as I would be if I went out with my friends bowling, and we all saw my wife sitting in the cafe watching us. On the other hand, my curiosity was overwhelming. Finally, I convinced myself I wasn’t really spying… I was just curious to see if they were enjoying themselves. In the back of my mind, I knew that was bull shit, but I wanted to see what was going on.Ellen and I had been to the Big Country Barn a couple of times, and I remembered the layout. The tables, booths, and dance floor were toward the rear of the club. The bar was at the front, the game room with video machines was east side, and the room with the pool tables was on the west. None of the women had any interest in video games, so I walked around the building and entered on the east side.Carefully, I looked out of the door into the table and dance area. It wasn’t hard to locate a table with ten people seated around it… four attractive, sexy women surrounded by six eager guys. As I watched, two of the men escorted Amber and Monica out onto the dance floor. Two of the remaining four were seated on either side of my wife talking to her and laughing. The other two were seated close to Anita.The two men seated next to Ellen were chatting with her. Every so often one of them would say something or whisper in her ear. She would laugh and either nod or shake her head. One of the men had his hand on the nape of her neck softly stroking up and down. Occasionally, she would tilt her head back, close her eyes, and say sometime to the guy. The second man was leaning close, his face less than a foot from her 36D breasts, with his hand under the table. From my angle, he appeared to have his hand on my wife’s knee or lower thigh. Where ever he had it, it was still as his arm wasn’t moving.I turned my attention to Anita. Her two suitors were also sitting very close. One was slowly stroking her upper arm; the other guy had his hand on the nape of her neck doing the same thing to Anita as the guy was doing to Ellen. Each man had his second hand hidden beneath the table. I looked to me like they also had their hands on Anita’s knees or her lower thighs, but in this case, I could see from the movements of their arms that both hands were slowly caressing Anita’s legs.It was very erotic to watch, but no more so than Ellen had related to me a dozen times or more when she described what they had done on their Wives Night Out adventures.Scanning the dance floor, I saw that the man dancing with Amber had her locked in a tight embrace with his hands on her buttocks. As tightly as he was pressing her against his body, she had to be feeling his erect cock. As they danced, she rested her head on his shoulder with her face pressed into the side of his neck.Not far away, I could see Monica and her partner. He also had his hands on her ass pressing her tightly against his body and his erection, but his hands were not stationary. As they danced, they were roaming freely over her Monica’s lush buttocks and occasionally dipping downward to trace the crease of her ass to a spot right at the junction of her thighs and ass. As the couple danced and turned to give me a different angle, I could see that not only were the man’s hands moving, so were Monica’s hips. Their motion varied from small circular movements to small, but definite coital thrusts.Back at the table, one of the men was now leading Anita out onto the dance floor as her second suitor watched. He didn’t appear to be disappointed, which meant he knew he would get a turn on the floor with Anita in the near future. The other two men were still talking to my wife who now had her eyes closed and wasn’t responding to their comments. Two hands were now softly and slowly stroking the nape of her neck. Another hand was beneath the table with the arm moving slowly. The fourth hand was cupping one of my wife’s tits and moving slowly as his lips pressed against her neck.I had an overpowering urge to look under the table. Moving slightly closer, I took out my wallet and “accidentally” dropped it onto the floor. Shaking my head for the benefit any onlookers, I bent my knees and leaned over to retrieve it. Opening the wallet, I pretended to check it to see if anything had fallen out, and slowly rose to my feet. The entire action had taken no more than five seconds, but that was more than enough for me to see that Ellen had her legs crossed beneath the table. The man’s hand was slowly stroking her thigh slightly above her knee. She was obviously enjoying the male attention, but wasn’t opening her legs.I continued to watch my wife, and a few minutes later, one of the men stood up, held out his hand, which my wife took. They moved out onto the dance floor to join the other three musketettes.With all four of them now dancing, it was easy for me to observe every thing. Monica’s partner now had only one hand on her ass. The other one was moving up and down the side of her chest. Each time it reached her breast, it lingered… then pressed against her large melon, squeezing it from the side.Anita’s ass was being openly fondled as the pair ground their bodies together. Amber’s hips were now grinding into her partner’s erection.For a moment, I lost sight of my wife. When I spied her with her dance partner, she also had her body plastered against the man… her breasts mashed into his chest… her mound hard against what had to be a very stiff erection. The man moved his hands downward onto her ass. Immediately, Ellen pulled back and said something. A moment later, the man’s hands returned to the small of her back where they stayed throughout the remainder of their dance.I again checked out the situation with Monica. She had now moved away from her partner to create enough space between their bodies for him to get his hands onto her breasts. Once he had them in his hands, he turned Monica about so that his cock was now grinding into her ass as his hands hefted, cupped, and squeezed her tits. For a brief moment, I wondered if she had worn a bra, but then I knew she had to be wearing one since her tits were as big as my wife’s. If she didn’t have a bra on, those big jugs would be bouncing and jiggling all over the place.Eventually, Anita and Ellen returned to their table where the two men waiting immediately took them back to the dance floor for their turn with the two sexy women.Once more, Anita’s partner began to fondle and stroke her ass as soon as she moved into his arms. This time, however, her mound rotated and thrust against her partner’s cock. I suddenly realized that the guy who danced with the women second had a real advantage over the man who got the first dance. They had already been excited by the first man. I wondered if the second man would have more luck with my wife than the first guy, who hadn’t gotten very far at all.Rather than dancing with Ellen in the middle of the dance floor, this guy took her over to the side where they had somewhat more privacy. She raised her arms to allow him to move closer and begin dancing, but he paused to whisper something to my wife. She shook her head. He didn’t give up. He said something else. Ellen again shook her head and moved into his arms. They had danced for no more than a minute when his hands descended to her buttocks. She pulled them up. Another minute passed. The hands moved back down to her ass. They danced for a half minute or so before my wife pulled his hands back up. He waited no more than 10 seconds before putting them back on her ass. She gave up. The hands began to move.Now that he was caressing and stroking my wife’s ass, he again whispered in her ear. Once more, she shook her head. The hands moved more insistently. He spoke to her again. She didn’t respond. The hands pressed her mound hard against his erection. He said something. Again, no response. His hands moved lower… onto her thighs… then in between. He whispered something.I saw my wife’s eyes close, her tongue licking her top lip. He spoke to her again. This time she nodded. He released his hold on her momentarily so she could move back enough to get her fingers into the bodice of her tight top. She pulled it down enough to expose the upper third of her tits. The man spoke. Ellen pulled her top further down so that it wasn’t much above her nipples. He spoke again. This time when she pulled it even lower, her nipples came into view. He grinned and whispered in her ear again, but she shook her head and again moved into his arms.During the last part of the dance, his hands were stroking my wife’s ass with her mound pressed against his cock, but they were separated enough above the waist for him to see Ellen’s nipples and more than half of her tits. I could see him talking to my wife. She nodded, her hands came up and with one quick motion, pulled her top below her tits completely exposing them.My wife’s hands instinctively moved upward in an effort to cover her exposed breasts but her partner grasped her wrists and pulled her back against his body. They had essentially stopped dancing and were just grinding against each other. When the man finally released her wrists, she made no further effort to cover her tits since they were already covered by his hands. Just before the song ended, he pulled her upper body against his and kissed her softly at first, and then much harder.As soon as the music stopped, Ellen broke away and returned quickly to the table, pulling her top up as she went. Once at the table, she stood by the side, obviously unwilling to trust herself or the men enough to sit down beside them. When Anita and Amber returned with their partners in tow, Ellen spoke to them. Her gestures made it clear that she was telling them that they should leave. Amber and Anita seemed to be in agreement, but were gesturing toward the front door and discussing something. Eventually, they all seemed to agree, but did not leave. Finally, I figured out that they had to wait until Monica returned.Checking my watch, I saw that it was now 11:45 PM. I hadn’t realized that it was already that late. As soon as Monica returned, they would be driving home, and I wanted to be there when they arrived. Quickly, I motioned for the cocktail waitress, paid my bar tab with a generous tip for her, and headed for the west exit.To get to my car, I had to retrace my steps around the back of the Barn and their parked van. When I was about 50 feet from their van, I could see it moving up and down on its springs. Being an astute professor of physics, I knew from Newton’s laws that the van could not be moving without the application of an internal force. I didn’t need to consult Einstein’s ghost to figure out what was causing the internal force from within the van.When I was 15 feet away, I heard Monica’s moans coming from the back of the van. Between each of moans, I heard the deeper grunts of a male. When I was no more than five feet from the back of the van, I could hear the voices mixed in with the moans and grunts. The large light fixtures in the parking lot cast enough light through the windows of the van for me to see inside.The stud had Monica on her back on the seat. He was between her raised legs holding her knees back almost against her tits as he plowed her receptive cunt. She was naked except for her heels, which were jerking back and forth in the air as he thrust his dick in long, deep strokes in and out of her pussy.”Ooooh…Ooooh.. Ooohhh god, Bill.. harder… please… harder… fuck me faster… really pump it to meeee!””Ugh.. Ugh! Hot cunted bitch… that hard enough… UGH! UGH! … Take my cock, Baby. Squeeze it. Fuck that hot cunt against me!”Carefully, I moved closer. They were facing away from me with the guy’s ass humping up and down not two feet from the window. The light reflected off his ass and Monica’s cunt giving me a great view of his dick stretching her hole and sinking into her depths.”Ohhhh fucking shit… you’re just huge. OH GAWD! What a cock! Bang me, Baby. Bang my cunt hard!” The guy pulled Monica closer, withdrew almost all the way out of her, and then rammed his prick back into her throbbing hole hard and fast. She hissed with hot passion.”OOOOHHHH YES! THAT’S FANTASTIC… OOOHHHH… GIVE IT TO MEEEE! OOOHH … OOOHHH… OOOHHHH. I’M FUCKING GONNA CUM AGAIN…. SCREW MY CUNT, LOVER… MAKE ME CUM!””UUGGHH! UUGGHH! CAN’T HOLD IT MUCH LONGER, HONEY… GONNA SHOOT! SHOULD I PULL OUT?””FUCK NO! Don’t pull out. I’m on the pill… Jizz me, Baby. Jizz my hot married cunt hole, Lover… I’m cumming! ooohhhh fuck meeeeeeeeeeee… shoot it in meeeeeeeeee!””Here’s it comes, Slut!””Ooohhh yesss… I can feel your cock jerking and shooting…. aaaahhh… big fuck load… in meeeeeeeee…. pump me…hard… fuck it!””Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! still cumming in you…””MMmmmmm… I know.. oh that’s fantastic. Fill me… Finish me, Stud!”The guy was shooting load after load into Monica’s vagina. Every time he ejaculated a jet of cum, I could see his buttocks clenching and relaxing. Again and again, his buttocks repeated the action pumping more and more cum into the moaning woman. Halfway through his ejaculation, he pulled his shooting rod out and creamed her pussy, ass, and thighs with the remainder of his load. At the end, he collapsed onto top of her body as her raised legs fell to the side. I could hear both of them gasping for breath.”Oohhh Man… what a woman you are… your husband is crazy to let you out of his sight. Was it good for you? How many times did you cum?””You know it was good for me. Just awesome. You made my pussy explode four times, Baby. My husband is lucky if he can make me cum once. Come on. It’s almost midnight. We have to get back to our loving, devoted spouses. Pull that big prick out of me, Stud, and let me make myself decent.”Pushing himself upright, the guy pulled his softening cock from Monica’s cunt. As soon as he had exited, her pussy belched and forced out a huge blob of cum. It ran down the crack of her ass, but before it got very far, it was joined by two more large gushes of the guy’s load that formed a wide, thick, white river of semen streaming down her ass.”My god! You must have pumped a quart of cum into me, Honey. How long has it been since you shot off that big sex gun?””Eight days.””Eight days? Don’t you ever jerk off?””I prefer to shoot my load into a hot, married pussy, Monica. Like yours.””MMMmmmmm… I like that, Honey. You can empty your balls in my pussy anytime.”———————————————At 12:20 AM, the front door opened and Ellen entered. She looked radiant… ravishing. As soon as she saw me sitting in the den watching her, her face broke into a huge grin.Ellen rushed across the room, sat down on my lap, and kissed me hard, her mouth opening wide. I started to take advantage of her invitation but was too slow. Her tongue drove fiercely into my mouth and sensuously caressed every inch of my tongue and mouth. She began to grind her ass against my crotch and suddenly realized that my cock was a rigid steel rod. “My god, Darling. Your cock feels like an iron bar against my ass. I love it! Get it out… Hurry. I want it in me. NOW!”Ellen stood up, and we began to rip off our clothes as fast as possible. The only reason I got naked before she did was her skin-tight jeans which she had to work over her hips and ass and then down her legs. She was so anxious, she was having trouble getting the jeans off her legs.”Oh shit..shit…SHIT! Help me, Honey. Get these fucking jeans off me … get me naked… get my cunt out and fuck it!”I pulled them off her feet in one quick motion and saw that she had decided not to wear panties on wives night out. My cock got even harder. I picked up her to carry her to the bedroom.”NO!” she screamed. “On the couch. Fuck me here! NOW! I can’t wait. Hurry. COCK ME, STUD! COCK MY CUNT!”I dropped her onto the couch. Instantly, my wife’s legs flew up into the air. She pulled her knees back against her big tits and arched her hips high making her gaping, soaked cunt a perfect target. “STICK IT IN!” she hissed wild with fuck need.”What happened tonight to turn you into a wild woman?””Later… please, Darling… Later. I’ll tell you every thing later. Right now… just fuck me… please… FUCK ME! HARD! DON’T MAKE LOVE TO ME… FUCK ME LIKE A HOT WHORE! HURRY!”Our coupling was fierce… hard… almost demented. I rammed my raging hard-on into her waiting cunt and at the same time drove two fingers deep into her asshole. She howled and screamed, yelling at me to stick in more fingers… to fuck her cunt harder…I bit her nipple, and her cunt exploded in an intense orgasm. Saliva was running from the corner of her mouth, which was wide open, her tongue thrusting in and out in time with the fuck strokes driving in and out of her convulsing pussy.I was fucking her as hard and as fast as I had ever screwed a woman. Ellen loved it. She continued to scream for more… urging me to drive all 7.5 inches of cock into her cunt. I had three fingers up her ass and was ramming that hole just as fast as I was screwing her cunt. She came again… then again.Her eyes rolled back. Four-letter words spewed out of her mouth. Without warning, I pulled my cock out of her contracting cunt and turned her over onto her knees. Leaning over her, I pushed her head downward onto the couch. The position elevated her hips making her asshole a perfect target. I pressed my cock against her opening. She screeched like a banshee. Again and again, she howled,”ASS FUCK ME YOU HOT BASTARD! ASS FUCK ME!! HARDER!”Her ass was tight… very tight. It took me five minutes of working it back and forth to finally get all 7.5 inches inside her ass.Somehow, I managed to withhold my own orgasm in spite of her tight hole. Later, I couldn’t understand how I had managed to do that given how incredibly hot my wife was. She had a long series of near continuous orgasms. At the end, her juices exploded out of her vagina. I had never seen her squirt that hard.Finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer. The throbbing and hard contractions of her ass were too much. With an kocaeli escort unintelligible series of grunts and moans, I ejaculated into her ass again and again and again. I felt like there might be something wrong… I just kept throbbing and spurting into her… over and over. Even when there was no more semen to shoot, my cock continued to throb and jerk inside her.I collapsed on top of my wife, totally unable to support my weight. She didn’t seem to mind. Our bodies shuddered together; our lungs heaved as we gasped for breath. Finally, our thrashing stilled… we were quiet, so much so that an observer might have thought we had both died.My wife finally found her voice. “Darling, can you move. I’m having trouble breathing.””Oh… I’m sorry. Sure.” I lifted myself off my wife’s still quivering body. “That was fantastic, Ellen. What happened tonight? My god. Whatever it was, I love it!””I’m glad because after I tell you what happened, you probably won’t want to come near me. We went to the Marriott Inn, had some drinks. I had two too many, I’m afraid. Monica suggested we go to the Big Country Barn and dance with some of the sexy cowboys. So we did. There were six guys at out table almost immediately. They were hitting on all of us constantly. Oh god… are you already furious?””Furious? No, but I am getting hard again. Let’s go to the bedroom and fuck again.””Not yet. I want to get this out in the open. There were two guys…one sitting on each side of me… they were both telling me how sexy I looked… how hard I was getting them… how much they wanted to fuck me. I knew I should tell them to get lost and leave, but I didn’t. The truth is they were getting me very, very hot. After a bit, they were rubbing my neck and my leg. I finally realized I had to get up and put a stop to this. So I asked them if they wanted to dance.”I was now fully erect and throbbing. Ellen stared at my raging erection, both excited by it and shocked. “Go on,” I urged.”I danced with Hank. He kept trying to put his hands on my ass, but I told him no, and he stopped. But he was so damn big and hard. I could feel his cock pressing against my mound. I wondered if he would cum in his pants, and that thought almost made me have an orgasm.””Oh shit…that so damn hot,” I moaned, now unable to keep from squeezing my erection.”When Carl, the second guy, got me out on the dance floor, he also started feeling up my ass. I moved his hands again and again, but he wasn’t taking no for an answer from me any longer. Finally, I just gave up and let him stroke my ass as we danced. He even moved his hand between my thighs a few times. I was in heat… I needed you, desperately, but of course, you were at home. Halfway through the dance, Carl told me he wanted to see my tits. I said no. He asked again. I said no… This just went on and on. He continued to rub my ass and grind his cock into my mound until I finally agreed.””What happened? Did you go outside and show him your tits?””No. He had me pull down my top right there on the dance floor. I pulled it down to the point that my nipples were just barely covered.””But you still had on your bra.””Yes, sort of. For the last half of the dance, Carl continued to rub my ass and stare down my cleavage. A couple of minutes before the dance ended, he told me if I didn’t take out my tits, he was going to do it for me. My pussy began to throb when he said that.””Oh fuck! What happened next?””I reached up and pulled my bra and top all the way down.Both of my tits just flew out. He rammed his cock hard against my mound at the same time as he cupped and squeezed my tits and pulled on my nipples. I was about to cum. If it had been you doing it, I would have had an explosive orgasm right there. I broke away, and practically ran back to our table. I wanted to leave immediately, but we had to wait almost 15 minutes for Monica to return. Then we left. By the time we got home, I needed you to fuck me so badly, I couldn’t stand it. I was praying you would be awake. If you hadn’t been, I would have had to wake you up and **** you.””Did you get Carl’s address or phone number?””No. Absolutely not. And I didn’t give him mine either!””That’s too bad.””Why?” my wife asked, totally shocked.”Because, I wanted to send him a thank you note for setting me up for the most incredible sex I’ve had in several years.”Ellen grinned, “You hot, sexy, Stud. Are you going to fuck your slutty wife with that magnificent hard-on or are you going to punish her by making her masturbate?”I picked her up and carried her to our bedroom. On the way, I said, “Guess.”====================================The New Roommate:When I came home the following Tuesday evening, I could tell something was wrong just from looking at my wife’s face. She looked more than just a little worried. I immediately became as worried as she seemed to be.”What’s wrong? You look almost distraught.””Well, it’s not good, Honey. I need to ask you for a really big favor.””You know my answer is going to be ‘yes’ before you even ask, Ellen. I’m not about to say ‘no’ to anything that you really want or need.””Thank you, Darling. I hope you feel that way after I tell you what I need. I can’t think of any tactful way of putting this so I’ll just say it. Okay?””Sure. Go ahead.””You know Monica’s husband, Ellis, don’t you?””Not well. I’ve met him a couple of times at parties. That’s all. Of course, I know Monica very well because the two of you are so close.””Well, Ellis came home early from an out-of-town sales trip and caught Monica in bed being fucked by a guy.””You mean he figured out she was cheating or he actually caught her?””The guy had her naked in bed. When Ellis came into the bedroom, she had her legs wrapped around the guy’s hips and he was fucking her. From what she told me, they were both having orgasms when Ellis came in. She said they were screaming all sorts of things… you know how I get when you make me cum. Those sorts of things… “fuck me harder… ram it into me, Baby”… things like that. The guy in her was yelling that he was going to shoot her hot married cunt full of jizz.””Wow! Sounds hot as hell, but I don’t suppose Ellis thought so.””Monica said he went ballistic… particularly when the guy wouldn’t stop fucking her until he had finished cumming. He’s pretty big so that stopped Ellis from becoming physical, but after the guy left, he threw all of Monica’s clothes and personal belongings out onto the yard and gave her an hour to pack and get out of the house. He filed for divorce the next day.””So what’s going to happen now? How is Monica?””This is a ‘no fault’ state so every thing will be split evenly… money, house, cars, boat, savings, etc. Ellis thinks Monica wants the house, so he’s demanding that he get the house. She’s letting him think she wants it, but in fact, she has no interest the house. She’s delighted to let him buy her half. All in all, she’s going to come out of the deal very well.””Is she upset?””Hardly. She’s delighted. She’s had very little interest in Ellis for a long time. He’s gone a lot of the time, pot belly, lousy lover, stingy and a nagging, complaining husband. Of course, she’s not telling him that. When he’s around, she just cries a little and remains silent while he gloats and metes out his severe ‘punishment’.””Well then, what’s the problem?””The divorce settlement will take four or five months. In the meantime, she doesn’t have enough money to rent more than an efficiency apartment, and even those are scarce. Would you mind if I invite her to share our house with us for the next four or five months… until she gets her half of the divorce settlement? She could use the guest bedroom. Would you mind? I would really appreciate it, Darling.”In my mind’s eye, I could still see Monica fucking the stud in the van at the Big Country Barn and screaming at him to fuck her harder… to shoot his load into her married cunt. I wondered what I had done to get so lucky… my wife was pleading with me to do her a favor and let her drop-dead, hot, sexy friend live with us for four or five months! Aloud, I said, “I don’t mind at all, Honey. But I have to be honest.””Yes?” my wife said with a sly grin.”Well, I don’t have to tell you that Monica is a very attractive woman. I doubt that I will be able to keep from staring at her from time to time. Are you going to be furious with me if you see me occasionally staring?””If you didn’t stare at a woman as hot and sexy as Monica, I would know that you were seriously ill. If fact, if all you do is ‘occasionally stare’, as you put it, I’ll be surprised. So I can invite her?””Sure… call right now, and ask her to join us for dinner. We can invite her at dinner.”That night at dinner, Monica came dressed to kill in a black, spaghetti strap dress that didn’t cover half of her breasts. It was obvious to me and every other man in the place that she wore no bra. The skirt just barely covered half of her thighs.It seemed to me that my wife had come prepared for the competition. Her dress wasn’t as tight and it came almost to her knees, but the plunging neckline didn’t come together until it was a full inch below the bottom of her 38D tits. As a result, all of the inner slopes of both tits were exposed along with more than half of each breast. In addition, the dress was a wrap-around that opened in front.When the waiter showed us to our table, he couldn’t decide whether to look at my wife’s tits or Monica’s exposed thighs. I graciously pulled out the chair for my wife first and then pulled out the chair to her left for Monica, but she shook her head and took a seat to the right of my chair so that I was sandwiched between the two exotic women. Frankly, I didn’t know what was happening, but I decided to just enjoy it.While we were having before dinner drinks, Ellen told Monica that I had agreed to her sharing our home with us until the divorce settlement was final. She was absolutely delighted.”Steve, I just don’t know how to thank you. I promise you won’t regret it,” she said with a sly smile. I wondered how my wife was taking this and quickly looked in her direction. She was giving me the same sly smile. I was now more than just enjoying this… I was loving it.As the women chatted about the division of the household chores, it became obvious that I was being excused from all the work. “Listen, I can help with some of those things. There’s no need for the two of you to do every thing,” I volunteered.Monica turned her chair to face me and said, “You’ll have plenty to do trying to keep two women happy, Honey. Most men complain constantly about all the things they have to do to keep one woman happy… you’ll have to keep two of us happy.”Two facts were obvious to me. The first was that Monica had addressed me as “Honey”. Again I glanced at my wife. She was still smiling warmly at me. The second was the fact that Monica was wearing very thin, light-purple panties. It was hard not to notice since she had opened her legs when she had turned to face me. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t take my eyes off the erotic sight. I could even see her slit beneath the panties.Monica continued to speak to me while I continued to stare at her panties. I was now hard as stone. Eventually, my brain again began to function, and I realized that my wife must be getting furious.When I finally tore my eyes away and looked at my wife wondering how to apologize, I saw she was now grinning at me.”Is that what you meant when you said that I might see you occasionally staring at Monica?” she asked.”Well… sort of,” I stammered not knowing what else to say.”I understand, Darling, but it’s like Monica told you, you now have to keep two women happy. If you’re going to stare at her panties like a teenage male virgin, you have to pay equal attention to mine.”My mouth fell open when I watched my wife pull her wrap-around dress fully open exposing all of her patterned thong along with two inches of bare flesh above the thong. She also reached up and pulled the V-neck even lower. Both tits were about to burst out.Both women kept their legs open with their thongs exposed even when the waiter returned to take our orders. Before he left the table, his cock was as hard as mine.”I think our waiter has a hard-on,” Monica giggled.”Yeah… and a big one at that,” my wife agreed. “Steve seems to have a hard problem too.””MMMMmmmm… I’ve been noticing that,” Monica said. “From where I sit, it seems like an even bigger problem than the one our waiter has.””I think you’re right. I’d say… maybe a half inch bigger problem.””I’d say its closer to an inch.””I wonder how we could settle this?” Ellen whispered. Both women began to laugh when I turned beet red.I could hardly eat dinner with the erotic sights available both to my left and to my right. I had to struggle to keep my eyes on my food. Both women continued to tease me all through the meal.After we had finished dessert and the waiter had brought our check still sporting an erection, Ellen said, “I’m going to hit the ladies room before we leave. Keep an eye on my husband for me, Monica, and behave yourself.”I gave the waiter my credit card and he vanished after taking one more look at Monica’s crotch. When he had left the table, she said softly, “Our waiter wants to fuck your wife. He also wants to fuck me.””He’s human and he’s male. Of course he does.””Do you want to fuck me?””You know I do, but I married to a wonderful woman and I don’t want to screw it up. If you’re going to share our home with us, we’ve got to keep things under control. But Ellen and I have discussed this, and she’s Ok with me looking.””That’s good to know, Honey. So why don’t you take a really good look?”When I extended my hand to touch Monica’s cunt, she arched her hips toward my hand in invitation. At that moment, I saw Ellen returning and pulled my hand back. “Coward” she hissed.Monica spread her legs wide open and kept them open until Ellen returned to the table. She glared between Monica’s gaping thighs and said softly, “Bitch. I told you to keep an eye on my husband, not make sure he keeps his eyes on your pussy.””I’m sorry, Ellen. I must have misunderstood your directions.” Both women were giggling all the way home.—————————-I helped Monica move in all of her personal belongings and clothes the next day. After that, a strange thing happened. Instead of teasing, hot, flirting every day, as I had expected, nothing more happened… nothing! It was as if the “hot flirting” switch had been turned off.Whenever I saw Monica after Wednesday morning, she was always dressed very conservatively. I never got even a glimpse of more leg than any guy on the street was getting. My wife abruptly stopped teasing me as well. We ate together, watched TV together, and chatted, but there was no sexual innuendo.Even when Ellen and I were making love, it was somewhat subdued. She was as responsive and wild as ever, but there were no loud screams… no howls for me to fuck her harder. When I asked her why the change, she just said, “We don’t want to get Monica all hot and bothered. It’s tough enough on her as it is.”Even “Wives Night Out” was cancelled that Friday since we were still busy getting Monica settled and arranging the new household routines. It continued like this until the following Friday night.When I was leaving for work that morning, both women were sitting at the table grinning as if sharing a secret. “What’s up?” I asked.”I don’t know,” Ellen responded. “You should know more about what’s up than us.” Monica laughed.”Come on, you two. Why the sexy grins this morning?””It’s Friday, Honey,” Monica whispered to me. Wives Night Out… you’ll have to fix your own dinner tonight. We’re going to be leaving by 7 PM and we have to get ready. We’ll be late, so don’t wait up.””There’s no way I could sleep with the two of you bar hopping all over town, flirting with every guy you see.””You don’t have to worry about that tonight, Steve,” Monica replied. “We’re not going bar hopping tonight. That’s really a drag… never know what’s going to turn up.””So what is planned?” I asked, now very curious.”We’re meeting my boyfriend Carl and three of his friends, David, Vance, and Jerome. We’re going out to dinner and then dancing somewhere. So relax… we’re not going to be flirting with strangers. The four of them are all nice guys.”I digested that information for awhile. Turning to Ellen, I said, “It sounds to me like ‘Wives Night Out’ is about to change to ‘Wives Date Night’.”Ellen squirmed visibly in her chair. I could even see her biting her top lip. “It’s not really a date, Steve. We just don’t think it’s a good idea to let men we don’t even know dance and flirt with us when we go out. This way we know the men.””I understand, Honey. All of you know the men… just like it is on a date. Like I said… ‘Wives Night Out’ is about to change to ‘Wives Date Night’.”==================================Wives Date Night:As soon as I came home Friday at 6 PM that evening, it was obvious that things were very different than they had been for over a week. Monica and Ellen were no where to be seen as they were both busy getting ready for Wives Night Out in their respective bedrooms. I could almost feel the sexual tension in the air.”Is that you, Steve?” I heard Monica call from her bedroom.”Yeah. Just got in. Are you two ready to go? Better hurry… getting late.””I’m going as fast as I can. The problem is your wife. I know damn well she’s in her bedroom picking out a hot-as-fire outfit that going to make the rest of us look like drab, cleaning women. I’ve been fretting over what to wear for almost an hour.””Found anything yet?” I asked, now very interested.”I think so, but if you don’t mind, I’d really like to get a man’s opinion. After all, that’s the opinion that really counts.””I’m at your service, Monica.””Good. I’m only about half dressed now, but I want your opinion on the entire package. Come on in and tell me what you think.”With an invitation like that, I didn’t need to be asked twice. When I opened Monica’s bedroom door, I saw her sitting on the edge of the bed facing me. All she had on was a pair of spike heels and a thong. Her big tits thrust straight at me like twin cannons. My cock began to rise as soon as I saw her.A huge grin appeared on Monica’s face when she saw my reaction. “Oh yes! That’s what I wanted to know.””I haven’t said anything yet,” I protested.”Not out loud, but your cock said it all. You’re getting hard! Oh, damn! I love it. Come closer. Let me show you the whole package.”As I moved closer, Monica reclined onto the bed on her back with her legs still d****d over the end of the bed. Her tits were so firm, they stood up with almost no sag in spite of their size. My cock was almost fully hard now.”Oh Honey. You’re getting even harder. Just look at that big bulge sticking out. WOW! And you still haven’t seen all of my outfit yet.””What’s left to see?””The narrow crotch band of my thong. You can’t see it with my legs together.” Monica lifted both legs into the air, bent her knees, and pulled them back so that she was in the classic female fucking position. If that wasn’t erotic enough, she opened her thighs and extended her right leg straight up in the air. I could hardly see the crotch band of her thong it was sunk so deeply into her slit. My cock had become iron hard. Monica looked hot and ready to fuck. I didn’t really see how the men they were meeting were going to be able to resist.”Oh fuck! You’re rock hard now, aren’t you, Steve?””Hell yes. You look like pure distilled, hot sex. Unbelievable.””Take it out… please. Let me see how big and hard it is. I won’t tell Ellen. Hurry, Honey. Show it to me.”I unzipped and pushed both my pants and briefs down around my thighs. My 7.5 inches were hard and rigid, standing nearly straight up. “Damn, Baby. You are hung… long and thick… and best of all… HARD! Can I feel it?””Sure, but at your own risk, Monica. I can’t guarantee that I won’t shoot off all over you.””Go ahead and shoot off, Steve. I’d love to see your big sex gun shooting off a six-gun salute to my body.”She knelt in front of me and carefully hefted my balls. My cock swelled noticeably. She squeezed the base, and my entire rod throbbed in her hand. “Oh Baby… that’s like a big, powerful, live, dangerous snake.”I had to use all my will power to keep from cumming when Monica took hold of my cock. “You’re close to making me cum, Monica. Be careful.””That’s only fair because this big fuck stick is about to make my pussy cum too.””It’s getting close to 7 PM. You’d better stop and finish getting dressed.””Spoil sport!” she hissed, but she did release my cock. Picking up her blouse, she slipped it over her head and again turned toward me. “Should I go out like this with my tits out, Honey?””If you want to be ****d by every man who lays eyes on you, then Absolutely! Go just like that,” I said with a smile. At that moment, I heard Ellen calling for me. “Gotta go. Have fun tonight, but too much fun.”Just as I was leaving, Monica pulled her top over her tits, put one heel up on the bed and spread wide open. With her barely covered cunt staring right at me, she whispered, “I suggest you be awake and ready when we get back, Honey.”When I entered the master bedroom, Ellen was just finishing pulling up her second thigh-high stocking. “Hi, Darling. I know you like to watch me get dressed for Wives Night Out. How do I look so far?””Fantastic… just unbelievable.””Do I look as sexy as Monica? I know that sexy slut has had you in her bedroom. She’s been showing off for you, hasn’t she?””Yeah. I’m sorry. I just couldn’t resist.””I’m not angry, Baby. I just hope I look as good as she does.””You look better, Ellen. To me, you’re the most gorgeous woman on the planet.””Did she let you see her big tits?” When I nodded, she asked, “Do mine look as good as hers?”I unzipped my pants and pulled out my throbbing dick. It pointed straight up… hard as stone. “Does this answer your question?””Oh yessss,” she hissed. “Did Monica let you see her cunt?””Almost. She spread wide and her thong was buried in her slit. I could see almost everything.””Did she really show you everything? Like this?” My cock lurched and throbbed, a stream of precum ran from the tip as my wife leaned back on the bed, and spread her legs… then sensuously lifted them so she was in perfect fucking position.”No. She didn’t. Oh shit! I want to fuck you. Right now!””Good! You should be wild to get into me by the time we get back. That’s exactly the way I want you. Now calm down or I’ll make you leave. Just watch me get dressed for Wives Night Out.”My wife stood, turned her back toward me, and bent over to pick up her charcoal colored dress. Her ass pointed right at me. I got a fantastic view.She stepped into the dress and fastened the buttons leaving the top three open so that half of her tits were on display. She grinned as my erection throbbed harder. The stream of precum had thickened. Turning to face me, she sat on the bed, lifted her left leg, and crossed it over the right one letting her ankle rest on her knee. The position allowed her cunt lips to peek between flesh of her thighs.”Do you think I should wear panties, Darling? Or is this better? If you were taking me out, would you want me to put on panties? Come on, Honey. Tell me, when you lift up my dress, would you rather see panties or cunt?””No… no way. I would love it if you didn’t. But you’re not going out with me.””I know, Darling. So…? Panties? or no panties?””You’d better put on some panties, Honey. You might be ****d otherwise.””MMMmmmmm… I’ve never been ****d. God! That really would be awful wouldn’t it? Being forced to spread and lift my legs so some stud could sink his iron hard cock into me… oooohhhh… maybe I should go without the panties?””Put on panties!”My konya escort wife grinned, stood up, and pulled a transparent black lace thong trimmed with lace up her thighs. She pulled it tightly against her cunt and smiled at me. “Is this better, Darling?” She again sat on the corner of the bed and spread her legs wide open. I could easily see her cunt slit through the thong.————————————-Anita pulled up in front of our house five minutes before 7 PM. I wondered if she and Amber were dressed as hot as Monica and my wife. I was dead certain that they were, but I couldn’t tell as the interior of the van was dark.The hours passed very, very slowly. Every time I thought about what the four musketettes were doing with the four men they were meeting, my cock got iron hard again. When this happened, it stayed hard until I could get my mind to think about something else besides four men fucking my wife.At midnight, the women were still out some where. “Are they dancing?” I said aloud. “Maybe, but maybe they’re all dancing on big, hard cocks.” I got hard again. “If the men are fucking them, I wonder what positions they’re using? If they’re smart they’ll fuck Ellen doggie. She loves it that way.” The thought of my wife bent over, her head on the bed, her ass high in the air as a cock plunged in and out of her squishing, convulsing cunt almost made me cum. “Will the women let them fuck their asses?” Ellen rarely let me do that.By 1 AM, I had a constant, rigid erection and nothing I could do seemed to have the slightest effect on it. I had been hard for so long, I was getting a very bad case of blue balls. There was a band of pain from one hip bone, across my abdomen, to the other hip bone.Finally, the lights of Anita’s van appeared in our driveway around 1:30 AM. A few minutes later, our front door opened and two, totally disheveled women entered. Monica just staggered over to a couch and collapsed in a heap, her legs gaping open. Her red thong had disappeared revealing the swollen, blood-engorged lips of her pussy and the gaping vaginal hole in between.My wife hurried past me toward the master bedroom. As she passed, she hissed, “Steve… for god’s sake, please hurry. I need you… NOW! I’m going crazy. Oh my god! I NEED YOUR COCK IN ME!” She was stripping off her black dress before she even reached our bedroom. When it fell to the floor, I saw that my wife had not only lost her panties but also her stockings at some time during the evening.This made little sense to me. Monica had clearly been soundly and thoroughly fucked. She was too exhausted to even move, but my wife, who had also lost her panties and stockings, was desperate for sex. What the hell was going on? I asked Monica straight out.”What’s going on? You’ve both lost your panties. Your exhausted, but Ellen is going crazy for sex?”Pushing herself up on one elbow, Monica shook her head to clear it before answering. “Simple, Honey. After dinner and dancing, we headed for Carl’s apartment around 11 AM. The men had been feeling all of us up all evening. We all lost our panties in the car on the way to Carl’s place. Once we were there, Anita, Amber, and I all got fucked by three or four of the men, but your wife refused to have sex with any of them. They kept kissing her, rubbing her tits, feeling her ass, and even occasionally getting a finger or two into her overheated cunt, but she wouldn’t let any of the men screw her. After two hours of being stroked, fondled, felt up, fingered, and kissed and then having to watch the three of us getting fucked in the bedrooms or on the couch, your wife was going crazy for sex. Now… Do you understand?”When I nodded, Monica yelled at me. “Then get your ass into your bedroom! Your wife needs you. Badly!”By the time I got to our bedroom, Ellen was naked. She had her legs wide open and was plunging four fingers in and out of her dilated and pulsing cunt. As soon as she saw me, she wailed, “GET ON ME! GET IN ME! FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME! OOOHHHHH GOD! I’M DYING… COCK MY CUNT… CUNT FUCK ME! HARD!!!”For the next thirty minutes I pounded her as hard as possible. Some time in the middle of the intense fucking, I shot off in her, but I was so hard and so hot, my cock didn’t even soften. Ellen was screaming continuously. Her vagina went into repeated hard contractions as soon as I entered her, and it didn’t stop for the entire time I was fucking her.In her fuck frenzy, her nails lacerated my back bringing blood. Although she never stopped howling and grunting, no words were intelligible. She was beyond speaking. It was as if she were a large throbbing cunt whose need for cock was insatiable.”OOOHHHH GOD! RAM ME! HARDER! DAMN YOU! GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEE!!”After a half hour of intense fucking, she growled, “Turn me over… I want it doggie. Ram me like a whore. I want it hard… deep… rough… fuck the living shit out of me!”I pounded her for another half hour with her ass high in the air, her head on the bed. She twisted the bed covers in her hands as the convulsions ripped through her cunt and spread to her belly.”OOOOHHH… CUMMING… POUND IT, BABY… AAAHHHHHHH… DO IT TO MEEEEEE!”Toward the end, she was exhausted, but not so much that she couldn’t order me to ram her asshole. “Don’t be gentle. Just ram your whore wife’s asshole. Just slam it into me. I don’t give a shit how much it hurts. I want it hard… deep… fast… up my hot ass. NOW! ASS FUCK ME! COCK MY ASSHOLE, STUD!”As usual, it took me several minutes to get my cock up her tight asshole. Ellen continued to wail and scream at me to cock her asshole… after a couple of minutes, she was cursing me and demanding that I get into her. Finally, her sphincter opened and I sank all 7.5 inches of cock into her. She screamed loud enough to wake the neighbors.”Oh shit! Fuck that big cock up my ass, Stud. Ram me… HARDER! DEEPER! UUGGHHHHH… OH FUCK! I’M CUMMING AGAIN!”================================A Change of Plans:Both of the women slept late on Saturday. Monica finally got up around 11 AM. My wife slept until after noon. Before she came in to the kitchen around 1 PM to have a very late breakfast, Monica had left for the malls to do some shopping.I had coffee ready when Ellen sat down at the table. She sipped the hot brew in silence while I prepared bacon, eggs, and toast for her. She hardly looked at me when I put the food in front of her and sat down opposite her with a cup of coffee.”Did you have a good time on Wives Night Out last night?” I asked.There was no reply for at least a minute. Finally, she said without looking at me, “I had a great time in bed with you after I came home. You were fabulous… just magnificent! But I felt really bad about the evening with those four guys.””Why? What happened? Were you hurt?””Hurt? No… not at all. I was fondled, probed, stroked, kissed, felt, licked… so much so that I felt like the worst cock teaser in the world when I said ‘no’ to every guy who tried to fuck me, which was all of them at one time or another.”For the next half hour, Ellen remained silent as she ate her breakfast. I followed her lead and just drank my coffee. When my cup was empty, I poured us both a refill. Ellen finished eating and stared at me for a good five minutes… no smile… no frown… nothing. Finally, she spoke.”I need to have a really truthful, serious talk with you, Steve. Ok?”I nodded and watched as my wife took a deep breath before continuing. “You know all about Ellis throwing Monica out of the house and filing for divorce when he caught her in their bed being fucked by her boyfriend, Carl.””Yeah. You told me. That’s why Monica’s living with us for a few months. What about it?”Again there was a long pause. “Suppose you came home early from work one day and caught me in our bed with a man. I’m naked. My legs are up high in the air jerking back and forth. The guy is between my thighs ramming his cock in and out of my cunt, and I’m groaning every time it enters me. His hands are under my ass holding me in position so that his entire length is sinking all the way into me on every thrust. Then you hear me screaming that I’m cumming and urging him to shoot his load into me. He grunts and pumps me full of cum while you watch. Would you throw me out of the house and divorce me like Ellis did Monica?”I didn’t hesitate a second before answering. “No. Ellis is an insecure jerk. I’m not.”For the first time since she had gotten up, Ellen flashed me a warm smile. “No. You’re certainly not, Darling. What would you do?””Well, I would certainly get hard… Hell, I’m hard right now just from listening to your description of how you were supposedly being fucked.”Ellen grinned. “What else? Would you divorce me?””No.””Throw me out of the house or make me sleep in the guest bedroom?””The answer is ‘no’ to both questions.””Would you whip my ass?””Well… now that is a very sexy thought. I might, but if I did, it would be sexual spanking… not a whipping.”Once more, Ellen lapsed into silence. Eventually, she said, “I can’t think of any clever, easy way to ask you this… so I’m just going to ask and hope for the best. I don’t want to be a cockteaser during Wives Night Out again. From now on, I want to start fucking some of the men we’re with on those nights. There! I’ve said it. Are you furious?””No. But I am hard… so hard it hurts.””If I let some of the men fuck me, are you going to punish me?””Severely. At least two days of being my total sex slave for each cock you let fuck you.”Abruptly, Ellen moved around the table and sat down on my lap, kissing me with passion and force. Her tongue explored every inch of my mouth. Then her mouth opened to permit me to explore hers. When our lips finally separated, she whispered, “I think for such an egregious offense, I should have to be your slave for at least a week.””Careful, Darling. Considering the number of cocks that may get into you, a full week per cock would be a long time.”Her ass squirmed on my erection. “You weren’t k**ding a moment ago. You really are hard… and I mean HARD!””It’s your fault. Let’s go to bed. I need to ravish you.””Oh YES! Can I make just one phone call first?””To whom? Why?””I want to call Carl and apologize for being such a dirty cockteaser last night. I want to tell him that I promise not to do it again if they will give me another chance.”—————————-On Friday, I was having a great deal of trouble concentrating on lecturing on classical mechanics in my 1:30 PM physics class. Somehow, I managed to get through the class without making a complete fool of myself. After returning to my office, I knew that there was no way I was going to get any work done, so I locked up and left for home at 3 PM.Only Monica was home when I arrived. Ellen had gone out to have her nails and hair done for Wives Night Out. “Why would she bother?” I asked Monica. “Her hairdo will be a wreck and so will yours before the night is half over?””Sure they will, Steve. That’s the idea. Having a man wreck your hairdo is part of the fun.”I was silent for several minutes then asked, “Do you think she’s really going to do it?””Honey… she’s apologized for being a cock teaser to Carl. He’s told the other guys… bet on it. They’re going to be all over your wife, and this time, those randy studs are not going to take ‘no’ for an answer.”—————————-At 6:40 PM, both women were dressed and ready to leave. Just looking at them was giving me an incredibly hard erection. Monica’s white dress fit every curve like a patent leather glove and the bodice exposed more than half of her big tits.My wife looked just as hot in her yellow dress. When I asked if she was wearing panties, she hiked up her dress and showed me the tiny pink thong she wore. With the thong hidden by her buttocks, her ass looked naked.Then she turned, pulled down the top, and let me see her matching pink bra. Her tits were almost falling out.I wondered how long it would take the men to get my wife’s tits out.”Look at that, Ellen. Your hubby’s hard. See the woody he’s got tenting his pants.””Well what the hell do you expect. Both of you look like high-priced call girls.””You know, your husband has an idea, Ellen. Maybe we should charge the guys. What do you think?” My wife turned beet red.At 7 PM, Anita’s van pulled up in front of our house, and both of them gave me an open-mouthed kiss with tongue before they left. This time… for the first time… I knew that I was going to follow them.—————————It only took Anita 10 minutes to reach Carl’s house. The four guys were standing beside Carl’s car when we arrived. As soon as the van’s doors opened, everyone changed places. Amber got in the rear seat with David while Jerome sat beside Anita. Monica climbed into the front seat of Carl’s car beside him. Vance was waiting for me in the back seat. In less than five minutes, we were on our way to the “Hot Spot”, a bar and dance hall that was well known as a make out spot for couples and singles.As soon as I was seated close to Vance, his large hands pulled me close to allow his soft lips to cover my mouth. The kiss went on and on… our tongues sliding in and out of the other’s mouth. His hands took possession of my tits. There was absolutely no fumbling. With one smooth motion, Vance had my dress unzipped and pulled off my shoulders. For a while, he was content to caress my tits through my bra as I squirmed in his arms and moaned into his mouth.I could see Monica’s body humping in the front seat. Carl’s eyes were on the road, but it was obvious that he was stroking her cunt as she thrust herself against his hand, moaning softly with each thrust. I wondered if he already had his hand inside her panties on her bare cunt. My pussy gushed at the erotic thought.Then, I heard my own moans mixing with Monica’s when Vance pulled my bra down below my tits. His fingers were now on my hard nipples… pulling them erotically… twisting them causing me to grunt … and squeezing them bringing soft squeals of pleasure from me.————————————–Although I couldn’t see a lot through the rear window of Carl’s car, I could see enough to know that one of the men had my wife locked in a tight embrace and was kissing her continuously. We drove for several miles, and the guy never took his lips off Ellen’s. From the way her mouth was working under his, it was obvious that she was turned on and enjoying the kiss immensely.It looked like Monica was in the front seat with Carl, which figured since she had been dating Carl, and he was the guy who was fucking her when Ellis had caught them. Again, it was hard to tell, but it looked to me like Monica was thrusting her body up and down… probably because Carl was finger fucking her. I pulled up closer to their car to get a better view, but not so close that we would collide if Carl so much as slowed down.Carl continued to drive for at least 15 miles. About two miles beyond the city limits, I saw the sign for the “Hot Spot” bar and dance hall. By locating the club outside the jurisdiction of the city, the club had an easier time avoiding legal difficulties since the county authorities didn’t much care what went on at the club. I knew that that was where they were probably heading. When I saw Carl’s turn-lights come on, I knew I was right.—————————————-After Carl had parked toward the rear of the Hot Spot’s parking lot, Vance got me out of the car with my dress still down around my waist. For a moment, I was certain that he was going to take me into the club with both of my tits exposed. When I looked at Monica, I saw that Carl had her dress up around her waist with her panties down around her thighs.”Shall we take them into the club like this?” Vance asked Carl.When Carl paused to consider my heaving tits and Monica’s wet pussy, Monica began to plead. “No, please. Don’t take us in there like this. Don’t you think it would be a lot more fun to slowly expose us once we’re in the club than to drag us into there already half naked?””She has a good point, Vance,” Carl said as he pulled up Monica’s panties and told her pull down her dress. I looked at Vance, and he nodded for me to cover my tits. Both Monica and I were breathing a sigh of relief.My relief was short-lived, however. Five minutes after all eight of us were seated around a table toward the back of the club, Vance told me to stand up and put my hands behind my back. When I stood and did as Vance had instructed, David got up holding a pair of leather wrist restraints. With a shock, I realized that the men intended to cuff my hands behind my back.As David worked to put the leather cuffs on me, I protested, “How come I have to be cuffed and none of the other women do?””Because,” Carl explained, “none of them were blue-ball producing cock teasers last week like you were, Ellen.””But I promised I wouldn’t do that again,” I pleaded as David finished locking my wrists securely behind my back.”And I’m sure you mean to keep your promise. The cuffs are just to give you some help in keeping it. Now stop complaining or we’ll have to ball gag you, and the one we use has a really big ball… you won’t enjoy it,” Carl said calmly but with a steel-hard tone. “Now, bend over, Ellen, so we can all check out your restraints.”With my hands secured behind my back and my arms lashed together, I knew there was no way I was going to be able to prevent anyone from feeling me up anyway they wished.I think every man in the place was watching as Carl led me out onto the dance floor. He pulled me close. Resistance to anything he decided to do was impossible with my arms and hands locked behind my back. The other couples on the dance floor crowded closer to see what Carl intended to do.They didn’t have to wait long. After no more than 30 seconds on the dance floor, Carl pulled my dress off my shoulders down to my waist where my bound arms held it in place. He twirled me around several times holding on to me so that I didn’t lose my balance and fall. A woman dancing with a middle-aged guy called out, “Take off her bra, Honey. Let us see the slut’s big jugs.” My pink bra was tucked into Carl’s belt a moment later. Now when he twirled me, my tits bounced wildly. I didn’t have to look to know that my nipples were hard and erect. They became even harder when Carl bent his knees and sucked one of them into his mouth. The men cheered. Another guy took the opportunity to move behind me and hump his erection against my ass. Other men and some women squeezed and stroked my tits. With my arms locked behind me, I was helpless, and I was also incredibly turned on.When Vance cut in, he held both of my tits as we moved about the dance floor. His hands moved to my thighs, and moments later, I felt my dress rising up my thighs. Then, his hand moved underneath and slowly stroked over my mound and then between my thighs up and down my thong-covered slit. I was already boiling with sexual need.Fifteen minutes later, Jerome was dancing with me, his hands under my dress. He had pulled the thong aside so he had access to my uncovered pussy. As his fingers slipped back and forth between the swollen lips, a redhead approached him and said, “Every guy here is waiting for one of you guys to take off her panties. If you don’t object, I’m going to do it. That ok?” I didn’t expect Jerome to say ‘no’ and he didn’t.The woman knelt behind me, slid her hands up my dress, and hooked her fingers in the waistband of my thong. Leaning close, she whispered to me, “Are you ready for all the men to see your sweet, wet, married cunt, Honey?” She toyed with my thong but didn’t pull it down. “Tell me to pull down your panties, Slut.””Yes… do it.””Do what, Honey?””Pull down my panties.””Why? Why would a woman want her panties removed in public like this?””Please… please.””Please what?””My panties… ohhhh god… pull down my panties.””Why?””So all the men can feel me… please.””Feel what, Honey?””My pussy… my naked cunt… pull down my panties, please… so they can feel my cunt.”I felt my clit starting to throb when I felt her pulling my panties down my thighs. When they were around my ankles, I raised my feet, one at a time, and she handed my thong to Jerome who made them disappear into the pocket of his pants.Now the woman moved close behind me and the two them danced me around the club. Jerome’s fingers continued to play erotic games with my bouncing tits, and the woman’s fingers moved under my dress where they probed my wet slit and my ass and cunt holes. When her hand moved up my slit to my erect clitoris and began to masturbate me, Jerome bent me over and finger fucked my asshole.”Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh… oohhhh goddd… I’m about to cum!” I heard myself moaning as tremors shook my body. All around me, women were informing their husbands, boy friends, and lovers to keep their eyes on me because I was about to have an orgasm.Vance stopped dancing and held me in place for the woman who worked her fingers lightly over the tip of my clitoris and then let them slid down to the base where she rubbed me hard and fast. Automatically, my feet moved further apart, and I felt two fingers penetrate my vagina. I couldn’t suppress my low, deep groan as my pussy throbbed about her fingers. I was so close… and she knew it.“Please… PLEASE… MAKE ME CUM”, I screamed.”She’s about to cum, Honey. Just a few more strokes.” Her fingers slipped out the embrace of my shuddering pussy and again moved forward to my clitoris. Pressing hard against the organ’s base, she frigged me rapidly. My body went rigid as I squirted hot liquid all over her hand, my thighs, and the dance floor. My hips thrust forward and another gush of liquid shot out. When Vance helped me back to our table, every man and most of the women were watching us.David had Anita out on the dance floor, but the rest of the group was seated around the table. Carl told me to turn around. When I did, he removed my wrist restraints. “After that performance, I think we can be confident that there won’t be any more cock teasing this week.” As if to confirm his analysis, he slipped his hand beneath my dress and rubbed my soaked pussy. Holding onto his shoulders, I opened my legs wider to give him more access. It didn’t take long for him to have me hunching against his hand.—————————————————After coming in the side door, I had taken a seat at the end of the bar and kept the bill of my cap pulled down to hide as much of my face as possible. The position gave me a good view of the dance floor and the group’s table.I almost came in my pants when I saw Carl removing my wife’s tits. When Vance began playing with Ellen’s cunt in full view of a dozen other men and some women, I had to look away and press my thighs together to suppress my imminent orgasm.”Look at that hot chick in the yellow dress,” the man beside me commented. “Her tits are fantastic. How big do you think they are?” he asked me.”I’d say about 38D,” I replied.The guy considered my estimate, nodded, and said, “I think you’re right. Man wouldn’t you just love to get your hands on those beauties?” I nodded, and he continued his evaluation of Ellen. “Oh shit… just check out her ass when some guy spins her or lifts her dress. Damn! That pink thong of hers almost ain’t there it’s sunk so deep into her ass crack. And with those cuffs on her, she can’t stop anyone from feeling her up. She’s got my cock hard as a rock. How about you? You hard?””Like stone.””Yeah, I know what you mean.”After a bit, some woman moved up behind my wife, whispered in her ear for awhile, and then reached under her dress and pulled down her panties. The guy beside me again started raving about how hot Ellen was. When the woman put her hands under my wife’s dress and started masturbating her, I began to groan right along with escort bayan the guy beside me. When my wife had an orgasm right there on the dance floor, both of us grabbed our cocks trying to keep from cumming in our pants. Neither of us succeeded.—————————————————–After two and a half hours at the Hot Spot, all four men had raging erections and everyone of the women were so excited and turned on our secretions had soaked through our clothes. The back of our dresses had large wet spots on them, and Amber’s white slacks looked like she must have peed in her pants.”Let’s go back to my condo,” Carl suggested. No one objected, and after paying the bar tab, the men escorted us back to the cars. This time David drove Anita’s van while she sat beside him sucking on his cock. Vance and I were in the rear seat, and we hadn’t gotten out of the parking lot before Vance’s head was between my thighs making me howl with delight every time his tongue slid up and down my throbbing sex trench.”OH God yes! Lick me, Vance AAAhhhhh… Go inside… make me cum!”—————————————————-The group left, and I followed until they reached Carl’s high-rise condo. The four couples quickly disappeared into the elevators, and I knew there was no way I could spy any further. Reluctantly, I drove home. All the way there, I was conjuring up images of what might be happening in Carl’s condo.—————————————————-The other two couples had beaten us back to Carl’s condo primarily because David was having a hard time concentrating on driving with his dick inside Anita’s mouth. As a result he had taken a wrong turn.When the four of us finally arrived, Jerome and Amber were already naked. He had her on the bed with her legs spread wide. His black buttocks were pumping up and down in her sex saddle as he hammered his hard, black fuck stick in and out of her squishing pussy. Her high-pitched squeals of delight mixed with Jerome’s deep masculine grunts of pleasure as her pussy throbbed around his cock. David was rubbing my pussy as we stood in the doorway and watched him fuck the hot blonde.With my panties already gone, all David had to do get me naked was pull my dress off my shoulders and unhook my bra. As soon as he had me naked, I knelt in front of him and unzipped his pants. His cock was a rigid iron bar. It was so hard, I had trouble getting it out of his pants. I finally had to undo his belt and open his pants. As soon as I had done that, his thick cock just exploded outward.”Oh god! That’s big, Baby. Really big,” I hissed with female pleasure.”Bigger than your husband’s?””Oh yeah… maybe an inch longer and thicker. Of fuck… that’s thing’s really gonna stretch me.””Have you had one this big before?””I haven’t had any cock other than Steve’s since we were married. This big thing is going to be my first.” I felt his cock jerk with hot anticipation when I told him that. “Steve’s cock is about 7 and half inches… this luscious rod has to be over 8” and really thick!””Suck it, Ellen. Suck as much of it as you can.”I took it in my hand and was shocked to find that there was no way I could even get my hand around his thick shaft. His rod jerked and throbbed in my hand causing hot secretions to gush from my excited cunt. Opening my mouth as wide as I could, I pushed four inches of man meat inside. God… did this stud ever stuff me full!”MMMMPPPFFFF… OOUUPPPFFFF”David held my head in place and slowly worked more and more of his shaft into my mouth. When the huge head was against my throat, I gagged. He held me in place with my mouth fully stuffed. When my gagging subsided, he fucked his rod in and out several times and again pushed the head against my throat. I gagged again. I could take half of the huge shaft before I would gag, but David was determined that I was going to suck all of it.I knew he was determined to get all of it into my throat so I tried to relax as much as possible and think about how good this big cock was going to feel inside my cunt. After several minutes of working it back and forth in my mouth, he again pushed the swollen head against my throat. This time, it opened and two inches of cock entered. Monica later told me that she could see my neck bulging out as David’s cock moved back and forth.Once he was inside my throat, nothing was going to stop him. Each stroke pushed in deeper until his balls were banging against my chin on every thrust. I had about 4 inches of cock down my throat. My saliva was being churned out of the corners of my mouth, running down my cheeks, and dripping onto my heaving breasts.His organ began to swell and throb making it obvious that David was about to pour his load straight down my gullet into my belly. I held his balls and sucked even harder. Suddenly, his rod exploded inside my mouth. Huge streams of thick semen gushed down my throat. He pulled back and shot two more gushes into my mouth some of spewed out of the corners of my mouth. Finally, he withdrew completely and covered my lips and face with more of his huge load.With the sheer volume of semen he had shot into me, I assumed he would be done for awhile. I was stunned when he ordered. “Get on the bed, you hot slut. I’m going to fuck you.”——————————————————–I was on my third beer. I had tried to watch TV, but it was hopeless. All I could think about was what might be happening at Carl’s condo. Every thing I had seen at the Hot Spot was just a repeat of what had happened the first time I had watched at the Big Country Barn and what Monica and my wife had described the previous week on Wives Night Out. Ellen hadn’t done anything that she hadn’t done before. Although she had told me that she wanted to fuck other men when she went out with the other wives, I wasn’t at all certain that she would actually do it.I had the feeling that she would change her mind about actually letting one of the men fuck her. In fact, I doubted that she would even go as far as sucking one of them off. I did think she would let them go down on her and make her cum. After all, I had watched that woman making her cum at the Hot Spot right there on the dance floor, but I hadn’t seen her doing much to the men.——————————————————I sat down on the bed and waited. David stood directly in front of me, his huge, throbbing shaft sticking almost straight up in the air. He stared intently between my thighs… right at my now very wet and very ready pussy. “Spread wide, Ellen. Really show it to me. Show me what I’m going to be fucking in just a few moments.” I leaned back, opened my legs, and spread my pussy open with my fingers.”I need your cock in here, David. Hurry! Please! Put it in me.”David moved quickly between my thighs. He lifted my right leg up onto his right shoulder. Leaning into me, I felt my thigh being pressed hard against the side of my breast, which David captured in his hand. The bloated head pressed against my cunt. He swabbed it up and down the gushing slit, then centered it against the entrance to my vagina.”Ready?””OH YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!”Slowly, he began to work the big knob against my opening… stretching it. I moaned when I felt my hole being forced open for the male shaft. The big head popped into my pussy.”UUNNGGGHHH! BIG! SO FUCKING BIG!!”David gave me two inches. I squealed. “Too much? Should I go slower?””NO! OH FUCK NO!! STICK IT IN! I WANT IT!”His hips snapped forward, and my cunt received another three inches. The friction was intense. My clit was already quivering… my mouth stretched open allowing my tongue to shoot out. He gave me two more inches.”Aaaahhhhh god! Is it all in yet?””No.””Oh my god… ooohhh shit… how much more cock?””Two more inches. Want all of it?””Yes, but I don’t know if I can take it.””Babies come out of this hole, Ellen. You can take it. Are you ready?””Stick it all into me,” I hissed.David pulled four inches of cock out of my clinging vagina… my lips caressing his shaft as it withdrew… then he rammed back into my depths… the four inches that he had withdrawn plus the other two inches… Nine inches of cock was buried deep inside my married cunt hole. Then he began to fuck me with hard, determined thrusts that powered all the way into me on very stroke. The big head pounded against my womb and cervix. Howls and screams of feminine delight erupted from my lungs.After five minutes of steady, non-stop, hard fucking, I was babbling incoherently as one orgasm after another surged through my impaled cunt hole and clitoris.“UUGGHH! OOOHHHH… I’m cumming… Fuck the shit out of me, David. Shoot me full of hot cum, Baby.”————————————————-I looked at clock for the about the 20th time. 11:00 PM. They had been at Carl’s condo since 9:30… and hour and a half. Everyone should be getting tired by this time. I figured my wife was probably really getting worn out fending off the men when they all tried to get her to spread her legs and fuck. I wondered if she had gone back to the Anita’s van to wait for the other musketettes to return and head home.————————————————-Jerome had waited patiently for David to finish fucking me. He had had to be patient because even after that hot stud had filled me with a huge cum load, his cock softened only a little… and not enough to keep him for continuing to fuck me. He just slowly pumped it in and out. The erotic squishing sounds of his cum load and my secretions being churned by his sex piston working in and out of my sex cylinder had us both panting.His strokes steadily grew deeper and harder. I bent my knees and he pushed them back to elevate my cunt into perfect fucking position. Rising up on his knees, he watched his cock sinking in and out of my dilated, throbbing cunt. I squeezed my tits and moaned as another climax shook my body. A few strokes later, David was shooting another load of cum into the bottom of my cunt.When David finally got off me, he helped me to my feet and we went to the kitchen to refresh with some cheese and wine. Jerome joined us, his large black hand caressing my naked ass as we ate. When his fingers probed into my stretched vagina, I lost interest in the wine and cheese. Bending over the kitchen counter, I thrust my ass back at him and enjoyed the erotic sensations his fingers and tongue were producing in my cunt.“OOOHHH YOU HOT STUD… DO IT TO ME… MAKE ME CUM…UUNNGHHH!!””Come on, Ellen. I need to get you on your back so I can fuck you. I can’t wait any longer,” Jerome ordered.”Why wait? I’m ready, Stud. More than ready. Put me on my back and use my slutty cunt, Baby.”Five minutes later, I was spread out on the couch, my legs high in the air and spread wide open. Jerome’s thick black cock was pumping me like a jack hammer. Every stroke was forcing some of David’s cum load out of my cunt and making it run down my ass.”Unngghh… ugghh… ugghh… ooohhhh god… sooo good… pump my, Jerome. Hard. Make me cum!”Jerome rammed all 9+ inches of black cock into my eager cunt. When I felt his balls slapping against my ass, my hips arched, my mouth flew open, and I exploded in an intense, spastic orgasm.”GIVE ME THAT BLACK COCK, STUD. FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE! HARD! DEEP!”He did… I was still gasping in the midst of my orgasm when he turned me over onto my knees, pushed my head down close to the couch, and pressed his thick cock against my ass. I gritted my teeth against the pain… surprisingly, there was very little. My asshole was so thoroughly lubed with all the cum that had been pumped into me that Jerome’s cock simply opened me up and sank into my ass.Jerome continued to ram me as I continued to cum on his incredible cock. Suddenly, I felt myself being lifted upward until I was riding his cock as it plunged again and again into the depths of my throbbing ass. When he reached around my hips and began to rub my clit, I exploded in an even more intense climax.I had never felt so full. My fingers strummed my clit as the hot stud ass fucked me. I had two more climaxes before I felt him filling my ass with his load.———————————————————-It was 11:30 PM and still no sign of my wife and Monica. I couldn’t stand it any longer. I had to call. I dialed my wife’s cell. It began to ring… once… twice… three times. I let it ring. Finally, some one picked up, but didn’t say anything. They just hung up after answering. “What the hell was that all about?” I asked aloud.———————————————————After Jerome had used me, Vance wanted a turn inside my pussy… or maybe it was my ass. I really didn’t care as long as I got fucked. He was leading me over to a couch when I heard my cell phone ringing. At first, I ignored it as I was just as anxious as Vance was to get his cock into me. But the phone kept ringing and ringing. I knew who it was without looking.”Let me stop that ringing, Darling, so it won’t bother me when I get that luscious cock of yours up my pussy.””Ok. But hurry. I’ve been waiting for you ever since last week.””I know. I’m sorry about that. I’ll make it up to you. Promise. Just a sec.”I took my cell out of my purse and looked at caller ID… as I expected, it was Steve calling me. For a moment, I considered answering it and letting him listen to Vance fucking me, but I really didn’t want to be bothered with my husband right at this moment. So… I flicked open the phone… waited until I heard my husband saying… “Hello… Hello? Is that you, Ellen? Hello? … Hel..” I closed the phone, breaking the connection.Fifteen minutes or so later, my cell rang again and again. At the time, Vance had my knees pressed to the couch on either side of my tits. My cunt was sticking almost straight up in the air. The hot stud was holding my legs back with his hands while he rammed his prick straight down into my waiting cunt hole fucking the shit of out me. The feeling that hard cock gave me as it slid in and out of my waiting pussy was fantastic. The big cock was scr****g against my G-spot on each journey to the bottom of my fuck hole making me howl again and again.”Oh god, Vance. I’m sorry I turned you down last week. That’ll never happen again. You can fuck me anytime, Baby. OOOOHHHHH… sooo good.”Vance had already cum several times in the other women, so he had excellent control. But I didn’t. I couldn’t stop climaxing.———————————————————I had called three times, someone would answer, but no one would speak. It was now after midnight. I began to wonder if my wife was really letting one of those men fuck her. Even if she had, they should have finished by now. Maybe she was letting more than one guy fuck her? It seemed too wild to believe, but where was she?”——————————————————–Oh god damn, Carl, fuck me. I didn’t think you would ever get around to screwing me.””You must be k**ding, Ellen. No way I would let you get away without sampling that hot married cunt of yours. In fact, I intend to be in it a lot from now on.””MMMmmmmmm… that sounds delicious… but stop talking, Darling, and screw me.””Hold your cunt open for me, Ellen. Let me see you spread wide and pull your pussy lips apart. Show me your hot fuck hole, Slut!”I raised my legs and spread my pussy open for him. “Can you see into me, Baby? Can you see all the cum inside me? Shoot in some more, Lover. Hurry!”Carl fucked me steadily with sensuous, slow strokes that thudded into the bottom of my pussy with masculine authority… He left no doubt that he was in charge of my cunt and the fucking… I got it however and whenever he decided to give it to me…”Oohhhhh god that’s good…. don’t stop… please don’t stop.””Whenever I call you in the future, I expect you to be ready to fuck… understand?” He pumped me hard several times bringing me to the edge of an orgasm. Then he stopped. “Do you understand? You fuck when I tell you to fuck.””OOOhhhh god… pump me… don’t stop. I’m so close… Let me cum.”He didn’t move his cock. I was writhing in need. “Answer me!””Yes…yes… yes… YES! Now finish me!””Yes what?””OOohhhh… shit… Yes… I fuck when you tell me to fuck. NOW FINISH ME, YOU DIRTY BASTARD!”Carl rammed my convulsing pussy with a hard series of thrusts to the bottom of my vagina. I literally exploded, my juices squirting out of my tightly plugged hole. I was still throbbing when I realized that he hadn’t cum.”You didn’t cum? Why? What’s wrong?””Nothing’s wrong. Except I’m in the wrong hole. This load’s going up your hot asshole.” He pulled his rod out of my contracting pussy, moved downward a couple of inches, and nailed his entire length into my ass with one smooth stroke. I grunted like a whore as I took his prick deep inside my ass and felt it ejaculating inside me.===============================Return:At 1:30 AM, I heard Anita’s van pulling into our circular driveway. I waited for five minutes or so, but neither Monica nor Ellen came into the house. Finally, I could no long stand the suspense. Entering the living whose windows faced the driveway, I turned out the lights and opened the blind. The two large porch lights illuminated the van and, in addition, Anita had turned on the inside lights of the van.Anita, Amber, Monica, and a man were in the front two seats of the van. All of them were turned around looking toward the back. Through the side windows at the back, I could see two female legs spread wide and up in the air where they were jerking back and forth. Since I could see the other three musketettes in the front, it was obvious the legs belonged to my wife.As I watched, I caught occasional glimpses of the back and ass of the guy fucking Ellen as he rose up preparing for his next thrust into her cunt. Any further doubts I had about whether my wife was being screwed were erased by the guy’s ass thrusting between Ellen’s raised legs. Watching my wife’s legs jerking back and forth gave me a raging hard-on.Wanting a better view, I slipped out the side door of the house and worked my way around to the front. The view I had was 10 times better than I had expected since the back hatch of the van had been raised to give the guy more room. I had a perfect view of the connection between the guy’s iron-hard cock and my wife’s widely stretched, squishing cunt.Again and again, the thick shaft was pulled from her hole until only the head was still in her. I could see her ass rising as he pulled out… apparently in an effort to keep as much of his cock in her as possible. Each time, he fucked his cock back into the waiting cunt hole, I could hear the very familiar moans my wife always made when she was being fucked. Each time the cock pumped into the waiting female hole, I heard … “UUGGHH! AAAHHH!” over and over. Eventually, Ellen’s grunts turned to screams when she came.I got closer… so close I could see her pussy lips clinging to his shaft each time he pulled it back… then disappearing back into her hole when the cock again drove into her depths. The hot squishing sounds of her juices being churned by the male piston were loud and clear. So were her gasps and grunts that came regularly each time the cock drove into the bottom of her cunt.Suddenly the guy fucking my wife pulled his iron hard dick out of her cunt and rammed it smoothly into her ass hole. He continued to fuck her with deep hard thrusts that brought loud shrieks of female pleasure from Ellen.”UUGGHH! AAAHHH! … UUGGHH! AAAHHH! … UUGGHH! AAAHHH! Oh shit! Fuck me, David… harder… UUGGHH! AAAHHH! … UUGGHH! AAAHHH! NOW! GIVE IT TO ME HARD! I’M CUMMING! UUGGHH! AAAHHH! UUGGHH! AAAHHH! UUGGHH! AAAHHH!””Here it comes, you hot Bitch! Take my load! Aagggghhhhhhhhh!”For a full minute, the two bodies continued to thrash together. Then, slowly, their gyrations slowed… the cock entered her ass and stayed there without moving. My wife’s legs wrapped around the guy’s waist and held him tightly against her still trembling body. Although he kept his rod fully buried inside her, he had stopped fucking my wife. I hurried back into the house to await their return.It was another 20 minutes before Monica and Ellen came into the house. Apparently, the other man had decided to fuck Monica before allowing them get out of the van. Or maybe he fucked Ellen… or maybe he fucked both of them. When they walked in the front door, it was obvious that both of them had been fucked repeatedly. Their make up was gone as were their bras and panties. Ellen’s dress hung off one shoulder exposing most of one of the tits. Rivers of dried semen coated both legs and her tits. It was even in her hair with dried splatters over her cheeks and ears. Monica didn’t look much better.”Oh my god!” I shouted, unable to suppress my shock.”It was just sex, Darling. Just once a week on Wives Night Out,” my wife said with a smile.I practically ran to her. “I’m so hard, it hurts. Let’s go to bed. I want to fuck you. I NEED to fuck you,” I moaned.”Get real, Darling. Monica and I are just exhausted. We’re going to sleep in her room tonight so you won’t bother us. Maybe by tomorrow night, we won’t be so sore and exhausted. Don’t jack off, Honey. Save it for me tomorrow.”The two women smiled and vanished into Monica’s bedroom leaving me with a hard, raging, and very painful erection. It took me a half hour to get to sleep. The only reason I could sleep at all was due to the very late hour.I couldn’t have been asleep for more than 30 minutes when I felt a warm wet mouth engulfing my still semi-erect cock. It immediately hardened into a rigid steel shaft bringing a moan of pleasure from the woman sucking me.I started to raise up to see if it was Ellen or Monica sucking me, but I only made it a few inches before two cum-streaked female thighs surrounded my head and a cum-filled, dripping cunt was mashed into my mouth. “Clean me out,” the woman ordered. I couldn’t tell if it was Ellen’s or Monica’s cunt I was cleaning.After fifteen minutes, I couldn’t hold my load any longer. My prick throbbed and jerked over six times, each time sending a thick volley of semen into the sucking mouth. She swallowed every drop and continued to suck me. My cock didn’t even begin to soften.When I had the cunt mashed on my face reasonable cleaned of sperm and semen, the women quickly changed places and a new, cum-filled cunt was grinding into my face and mouth.This time, I was able to control my climax until I had finished scooping out all the cum my tongue could reach from the gaping pussy. The women pulled away from and I heard my wife hiss, “Turn on the lights, Darling, so you can see your hot prize.”When I flicked the light switch, I saw both women on their knees on the bed. Their heads were lowered to the bed, their asses high in the air. Both assholes gaped open from the multiple fuckings they had received.”You didn’t think we’d leave you with a painful raging erection, did you, Honey? No way we’re going to waste a gorgeous hard cock like yours, Baby. Come on. Use us, Darling. Any hole you like… whenever you like… from now on… except, of course, on Wives Night Out”.Moving behind my wife, I drove my sex spike into her asshole. This time, there was no need to spend five or ten minutes working it slowly into her hole. My entire seven and a half inch shaft sank into her on the first thrust. She grunted when my balls banged against her sensitive clitoris. While I ass fucked my wife, I used my fingers inside Monica’s waiting holes. “You’re next,” I warned.”Oh fuck yes! That’s why I moved in here, Stud. You can fuck me anytime. I’ll even stay home on Wives Night Out to fuck you, Honey,” Monica hissed.As my prick plunged in and out of my moaning wife, I had to smile. Carl, Jerome, Vance, and David all thought they had it great because they could fuck the women one night a week… at least for awhile. In contrast, I had these two luscious women six nights a week whenever I wanted them. Right then and there, I decided that I truly loved “Wives Night Out”.===================================Story written by REAL-RLM.

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