, I am pretty adventurous though and like to try anything once.

 My best friend Tracy was going on holiday and asked me if I would look after her pony Domino for her whilst she was away, no problem I said bring him to the stable tomorrow and I will put him in the field with my horse, it was my holidays and the next afternoon Tracy turned up with Domino in a horse box, we unloaded him and let him loose in the field with Lady my mare, they seemed to get on fine together Tracy and me went into the stable  where we put Domino's harness and saddle, Tracy left to pack and catch her plane and I went home for some tea.  When I got home mum and dad was having another row so I ate my tea and told them I was going to the stable to check on the horses, when I got to the stable it started to rain so I decided to bring the horses in, I opened the door and shouted Lady who came straight in closely followed by Domino, I gave Lady a good groom fed her and put her in her stall for the night.

I next got Domino and tied him to the outside the stall he would be in for his stay.  I got out my brushes and started to give him a good brush, getting rid of all the dust and dirt of his coat, I started at the front and worked my way back and it was while I was brushing his back legs that I noticed his cock, there was only about 4 inches  protruding but it still caught my attention, I carried on brushing him but my eyes kept going back to looking at his cock which was growing longer all the time, in the end my curiosity got the better of me and I put my hand out and touched it,

It felt very soft and rubbery I put my hand round this cock and gently worked my hand up and down, I wondered how big Domino's cock would become when fully hard, Domino must have been enjoying it as he kept neighing quietly, what really surprised me was how turned on I was becoming I could feel myself getting wet between my legs.  Domino's cock by now was about 12  inches long and quite hard, I got down on my knees in the hay so that I could see the cock better, I then wondered what it tasted like so I gave it a lick it tasted all right so I put my mouth over the end of this cock it was definitely the biggest cock that I had ever held and my mouth would only just fit over the end of it.

I was getting so wet now I stood up and took of my jeans and knickers shirt and bra so that I was naked I locked the doors I didn't want to take any chances.  Putting a blanket on the hay I knelt down again and got hold of Domino's cock which had shrunk a bit, it didn't take me long by sliding my hand up and down it like I would on a bloke before it was rock hard again, I wet the end of the cock and played it on my tits, pushing my nipple into the pee hole I was moaning and groaning with pleasure and I was only playing with my tits, I think half the reason I was so turned on was that it felt so dirty to be naked an playing with a ponies cock, I put my hand onto my pussy and couldn't believe how wet it was.

I stood up and getting hold of Domino's cock put it between my legs and played it on my clit it felt absolutely fantastic and it wasn't long before I had my first orgasm shooting my love juice all over rebels cock, I got on my knees and licked my cum off Domino's cock it tasted great, standing up I bent foreword and getting hold of Domino's cock slid it up and down my pussy when I felt it on the entrance to my cunt I pushed back to see whether it would enter me I felt my fanny stretching and I pushed back harder and felt the thick end of this big cock enter my stretched pussy, I actually screamed as I felt both pleasure and pain and I nearly collapsed as I came again shouting OOOOOOHHHHH  FFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK  I couldn't believe the feelings I was getting from this big cock, but from this position I couldn't get enough I wanted MORE of this cock.

Getting a bale of hay I positioned it underneath Domino's stomach and putting the blanket on it I slid onto the bale with a leg either side of Domino's, this meant my fanny was just at the right height to get more of his cock, I slid my body foreword until I felt the cock touch my cunt then guiding it in I pushed back onto this gorgeous cock, feeling it stretch and fill my pussy it didn't need any lubrication as I was so wet I could feel my love juice running down the crack of my arse, I must have had about 6 inches in me when Domino started humping trying to bury his cock in me all the way oooooohhhhhhhhh  it felt soooooggoooooooddddd I was cumming that much it seemed to be on continuous orgasm I pushed up as Domino pushed down I was out of control , and wanted all his cock Fuuuucccccckkkkkkmmmmmeeeee  Fuuuuuuccckkkkkkmmmeeee I was shouting putting my hand down and feeling his cock I felt that it was nearly all buried in my wet cunt, I pushed up once more and Domino let out a load neigh and came, I had another orgasm as I felt his hot cum fill my fanny it felt like it was blowing me up there was that much, it was squirting out of my cunt and running down the crack of my arse, I have never felt so satisfied after a fuck before, Domino's cock shrunk and fell out of my pussy I put my hand down and caught a handful of cum as it ran out of my cunt, I brought it to my mouth and licked it all of.

After I had got up cleaned myself and got dressed I put Domino in his stall and wondered whether Tracy had ever played with Domino's cock, knowing Tracy I would think she had or thought about at least, when she came home L would ask her and tell her what she is missing, In fact I would help her ive always fancied Tracy and would love to lick her pussy and feed Domino's big cock into it.  But that's another story E mail if you would like me to write it      

ead on my knees.  At first I found it odd but I got use to it I actually enjoied the company even if it did cut down on privacy.
 Of corse I am an young girl just entering the age of woman hoodand curiosity.  All this time by my self with no one to talk to just makes me more and more curious and may dreams tend to be of preverted nature lack of friends I guess.  Late one night I began haveing one of my erotic dreams about my old friends and the joys of sex.  I woke up in a fuzzy state of mind my virgin pussy dripping wet and throbbing.  Of corse by this time I am not new to self masturbation so I began rubbing my warm clit.  Still this time with every one in the house asleep I decided to enjoy this moment fully.  I took off my nighty and began playing with my whole body.  Soon I was lost in the waves of self pleasure.  I closed my eyes dreaming of my ex boyfriend trying to be as quiet as possible.  Yet a faint moan fell from my trembling lips that caught Wrangler's attention.
 Lost in the moment of climax I paid little attention to him as he woke up and began sniffing my face making sure I was alright.  I didn't even worry as he began sniffing lower across my body.  Actually to be honest I think it became more of a turn on.  Even as he began sniffing and observing my fingers deep at work in my soaken pussy I didn't bother.  Soon I felt his cold nose touch my throbbing clit and it was at this point that I jolted into the biggest orgasm of my life.  Instanly I felt my own hot femanin cum erupt like a water fall.  A this eruption and climax subsided I fell back limp, exhausted, and breathless.
 No I was completely aware of Wrangler sniffing around hyserically between my legs and my dripping pussy.  I knew I should push him away but still exhausted I just lay there and let him be.  Soon I felt him begin to lick my juices from my inner thigh.  My body began to quiver and shake as he continued shamelessy toward my cunt.  I couldn't help but moan as his tongue began to ravage my throbbing clit.  I thought about what was happening to me I was enjoying it but no it couldn't be I shivered then started to push him away.  Again he licked me this time harder his tongue pressed licking all the way from the crack of my ass and deep into my open pussy.  I couldn't believe it the  feeling was amazing.  I knew it was wrong, even flat out nasty but that thought just seemed to make it that more intense more erotic.  He began licking faster and harder cleaning me lapping up my precious juices.
 His nose and tongue begain pushing deep into my pussy as he drank from me.  I opened my legs wider causeing my flower to gape open moaning my hips begining to rock up and down.  I began raising up pushing my hungry cunt onto his canine face fighting back the pleasureful moans.  I could even feel his teeth rubbing against my sensative lips.  I was soon thrusting my hips at him fucking his snout in near climax.  Again his teeth grinded this time as he endulged his self sending a shocking shiver all the way up my spine.  Before I knew it I was stretching my legs far apart pulling his head with both hands into my pulsing wet pussy.  I felt the climax building again my entire body seemed to come alive in convulsions as I exploded erupting like a sweet volcano of lust onto my dogs face and tongue.  Once more I felt my fluids running down my legs.  Wrangler deidn't hestitate to continue cleaning up the fresh fluids I squirted out. 
 I noticed him pressing hisface into my ass crack searching out the sweet nectar I could feel dripping across my ass hole.  I then rolled over my legs still wide grabbing my cheeks and spreading them.  He continure cleaning me with no resistance.  At this age I had heard very little about anal and the thiought of it was dirty almost sickening.  Still the feeling of his tongue across my tight puckered pink hole awoke a whole new sensation and interest to be explored.  Still it was getting late and I knew I must get some sleep.  I gave him a couple more minutes to clean me up then pushed him away and climbed under the covers to go to sleep.
 The morning following my first lustfull thrashing by Wrangler's tongueI woke up late.  I woke up to my tight teen pussy dripping and I remembered I had not even put my panties back on last night.  Then I realized it wasn't just a dream that Wrangler had woke me up already pushing his snout into my pussy.  Licking at me thirstfully I could already fill the shivers up my spine.  The sun had already rose high in the late morning and I fumbled on my head bord for my watch.  Looking at the time I brushed him off me unable to believe I had slept so late. 9 am by now mom and Alan were already gone to work.
 Even after brushing him away Wrangler countinue trying to get another taste of my juicy twat.  With the house empty us all alone I gave in and opened my legs letting the dog have his way with my dripping cunt.  And he hit it with out blinking an eye, he wasted no time before his face was borrowing deep into my body licking me.  I swear he acted like he hadn't had a drink in a month as he quintched his thurst in my juices.  With no one there to hear me I let him know it to as I bursted out moans.  Every breath roaring out of my chest into a moan stretching my legs to the limit beging for more.  I mean litteratlly "Oh my god, yes Wrangler eat me eat my baby, oh yes tear me up tear into my pussy", "Good dog, good dog eat me eat my dripping cunt, just like that."
 It didn't take long before I was thrusting my hips again, pulling his face into me and screaming like a slut.  The more I screamed the more I thought about it I was acting like a slut, no more like a bitch, like his bitch.  I was a dog's little bitch, and even more I was loving every second of it.  "Oh god yes Wrangler give it to me, show me who's boss, come on show me I'm your bitch, ya eat me eat your little bitch to death."  Oh god I was being a dirty little whore and I loved it.  Soon I could feel my climax raiseing, my hips bolting of the bed fucking his face near complete orgasm and screaming, "Oh ya there you go Wrangler let your bitch fuck your face baby let me slide my cunt on you tongue."  Then like an earthquake I julted my entire body quivered as I erupted, cum just pouring out of my teen twat drinching both me and my lustful caynine.  He didn't miss a beat as he continued cleaning his little bitch's cunt.
 He traced the rivers of cumm down to my ass crack and remembering the strange yet exciting feeling from last night.  Wanting to exsplore the feeling a little further and give my dog companion easy  access to devour his little cunt as he wanted I climbed to my knees.  Placeing my knees on the floor I reached back with booth hands and spreading my tight ass wide open like a little sex slave.  As his tongue found it's mark I nearly lost control.  I began moaning and whining I wanted him deeper in me.  I reached with my fingers spreading my tight puckered ass hole open.  He then paused for a whisper of a moment sniffing my cratered hole before licking inside of it.  I don't know what it is or if he just likes the taste of his little toy but in a heart beat he had his nose buried deep into my aa tearing at me from the inside. The feeling was unbeliveable and I found my self pushing back toward him trying to force him deeper.  Being stretched that way hurt like hell but the waves of extacy made me scream.  I lost all since and let go, "oh yes, god, hell yes fuck me with your tongue, shit, fuck your bitch's tight ass with your mouth."  Then minutes later I exsploded like never before cumm just blew out of my pussy all over my legs and the floor. 
 I even felt something hot and wet dripping on my right claff.  I glance between my open legs and quickly relized he was the one dripping there.  I relized now that he was aroused and could see his flameing red hard cock protruding from its fury sheeth and could see the canine precum dripping onto my leg.  After that last massive orgasm I found it hard to hole my own weight and soon rolded down onto my back gasping for air as he cleaned me back up.  Then with the thought of that huge dick in mind I decided I needed a break and went to take a short shower.

 After a refreshing showerand I got a drink I went back to my room.  The whole time I was bathing my self I kept thinking about Wrangler's big red cock.  I have to admit I was curious but a dog I don't know that may just be to much.  Still I had already let him eat me out and loved it, actually it felt so good that I figured I had become his little bitch.  Really I had become just a bitch with rageing hormones so why shouldn't I it was all so strange and twisted.  I decided to get dressed.  As I looked through my closet Wrangler came up behind me and started sniffing my ass he even licked it a couple times.  I decided that the house was empty so I put on a short sun dress that came down bearly below my butt cheeks. I went down stairs to have breakfast and as I sat at the table there was Wrangler right at my feet.  I glanced under the table a couple times and saw him licking himself.  For some odd reason I started getting all worked up again.  Before I knew it my little pussy was dripping wet and the dog was back up sniffing my crouch.  I pushed him away with my feet, "For christ sakes let me eat."  I had already found out he was persistant and I already kne I had become his mate and right now he wanted pussy and wasn't going to stop till he got it.  So I opened my legs giving him easy access the whole reason behind the short dress and no panties.  That was all it took for him he was all over it.  I could hear him panting this time as he slurped up my pussy juice. 
 It only took a few minutes before I began moaning and couldn't finish my breakfast.  I told him to come on and he could have all he wanted and went up stairs. I lay down on the floor this time legs wide open as he waked into the room and headed right for me.  Instantly he was borrowing his face full force into my cunt. This time it was like he was learning more and more as he licked from crack to cunt I started feeling his teeth grinding on my little clit driving me wild.  I started to reach yet another orgasm.  I looked down at my dripping wet pussy spreading it open with my fingers to a full bloom watching as my own cum begag to erupt.  Watching the milky fluid run like a river between my legs and into my dog master's thirsty mouth.  Then I glanced  back some and could see his rageing hard on already protruding out like a big red sign saying suck me.
 As my wave of climax subsided I raised him up off me.  Then a gentlely possitioned him to stand pu and slowly coaxed him as I slid up under his pelvis.  His big red cock was bigger than I remembered and sticking right in my face.  I took a deep breath preparing my self and before I even finished takeing a breath a sweet drop of precum fell onto my lips.  I licked them quickly enjoying the strange but sweet taste and wrapped my hand slowly around his slick shaft.  I eased my face up opening my mouth wide as I guided him into my hungry mouth.  Then closed my lips around it sucking ever so lightly.  My mouth was imidiatley flooded with the taste of his cock.  I loved it I wanted more I even moaned with his cock in my mouth.  I quickly found how my beast enjoied it as his hips began thrusting into my face.  I sucked harder feverishly swallowing dinking his every drop.  I could feel the blood pulsing, throbbing in his cock as it grew in my jaws.  I swear I was becomeing a pro in seconds my hand working the base around the knot already starting to form my mouth sucking him hard drinking his juices like I was dieing of thirst.  He just kept growing I thought he would never stop.  My jaws were stretched open to the limit and I could feel the head brushing in my throat causeing me to gag slightly.  I stated to move back off him but he wasn't haveing it.  He just thrusted that much harder into his bitch's mouth.
 I couldn't belive it hear I was laying on my back with a huge dog cock fucking my face.  All of a sudden I had become his little bitch and he knew it fucking my mouth like crazy.  He kept pumping and pumping I thought he would never stop and the knot kept getting harder in my hand I thought he was going to exsplode.  Which he did just that all of a sudden his cum just exsploded into my mouth.  A steaming hot stream of semi sweet fluid shot into my mouth flooding down my throat so hard so fast I couldn't take it all.  I swallowed hard but still had cum leaking from my freshly fucked lips. I gasped for air but his cum just kept cumming like a water fountain I kept gulping and gulping it felt like I had swallowed a gallon.  The whole idea just made me blow my top I blew my own load of cum all over the floor.  He began slowing his thrusts and the cum slowed to a trickle.  I still sucked hard a few more times aiming to please my master and my self by not missing a drop.  Then like he knew I was exhasted he climbed off of me went to the corner and layed down curled up cleaning him self and I fell back still gasping for air.

un of the house and the yard both.

 

She hadn’t always had a dog. She’d actually inherited him from her elderly neighbor when she passed away. It was in her will with a note for her that said “I hope he is as good for you on those lonely nights as he has been for me.”

 

And he had been. His companionship had been a wonderful change to her solitary days at home. She worked from home so she didn’t get out very much.

 

As Cindy stripped her clothing off, she imagined herself dancing in a bar for a dozen horny guys. She rubbed her hands over her breasts, taunting the imaginary men watching her. After she took her shirt off she ran her hands down inside her cut off sweats fingering her cunt and licking her lips lewdly. Her eyes were shut tight and she swayed her hips back and forth as she touched herself never knowing she was really being watched.

 

Finally she pulled her shorts off, reveling the fact that she had no underwear beneath them and she imagined one man calling out. She got hotter as she heard him calling her a dirty slut. She dipped a second finger in her pussy, working it deep inside herself and rubbing it over her clit as her shorts fell to the floor.

 

After she stepped out of them she leaned over the tub to stopper it and turn the water for her bath and she felt something that wasn’t herself down at her privates. It happened so fast, she wasn’t sure what it was and there it was again. It felt like a tongue only a bit different.

 

She pulled away from whatever it was but she slipped on the rug and went crashing down onto the side of the tub, the wind knocked out of her. As she recovered, gasping for breath she was in no condition to fight against the tongue-thing that was still licking at the entrance to her already soaked pussy.

 

A few licks later the tongue dipped inside her pussy and ran over her clit. She gasped, twisting her hips trying to get away from whomever or whatever it was when the licking suddenly stopped. A moment later she felt something straddle her. A sickening feeling of horror passed through her as she realized it could only be Thunder.

 

The licking resumed with much more enthusiasm when Thunder had Cindy trapped beneath him against the edge of the tub. She couldn’t move but at least she could breath finally. She shouted out, loudly, hoping it would frighten the dog away but it didn’t do any good. Her cries and shouts were intermingled with moans as Thunder licked at her clit and tongued her pussy.

 

Her revulsion grew as she felt what could only be his penis hardening and emerging from it’s sheath and pressing against her back. Thunders tail wagged excitedly, smacking her in the head as he licked her to orgasm.

 

When he dismounted, Cindy tried to gather her legs up under her and escape but he was much too quick for her. Within moments he turned himself around, jumping up on her and pressing her back down against the edge of the tub as his paws landed above her shoulders.

 

She could feel him humping a few times, trying to find her pussy but he wasn’t hitting his mark. She felt slightly better about that, thinking she had a good chance he wouldn’t but she still had to get away. She twisted her hips, trying to wriggle out from under him, still shouting and telling him to get down. All this did was excite him further and he started to bay long and loud.

 

Cindy rose up a bit and thrust back a bit, trying to throw Thunder off of her Just as he pushed forward. She screamed out loudly in pain and disgust when she felt him enter her in one long swift motion as he found his target.

 

He road her hard, pistoning in and out of her roughly stretching her cunt with his huge cock and drowning out her sounds of protest with his constant baying. Tears soon joined the rising water in the tub as Cindy was raped by her inherited dog and she was starting to wonder at just what the sweet old lady had meant exactly about Thunder being good for her on lonely nights.

 

The thought sickened her further as he continued to fuck her, thoughts of him doing this with that old wrinkled pussy of hers. Cindy braced herself against the side of the tub, wanting to fight against her attacker and she bucked back against him wildly. No one was going to take her without a fight. Thunder’s baying increased dramatically when she started fighting him, and he rode her harder, driving deeper into her cunt and stretching it until he finally drove his knot inside her.

 

Cindy screamed loudly in pain, blood trickling out of her pussy, her body tiring from a hard days work and all the struggling and she lay lax against the tub, sobbing and hoping for this to be over soon. The worst part of it all was she’d never been fucked this good in all her life. She didn’t remember having so many orgasms as this before!

 

Thunder thrust a few more times after he was locked inside her and then he finally exploded, jets of his cum spurting hotly inside her and mixing with her own love juice and the trickle of blood. After a few minutes, Thunder his mounted and pulled free with a pop and retreated into the bedroom to lick himself clean.

 

Cindy sobbed long and hard, slipping into the tub and cleaning every inch of her body meticulously. She was feeling so many things. Defiled. Betrayed by her friend. Both the old lady and Thunder, whom she had quickly grown to love after inheriting him. She felt cheap and dirty and sore. But she felt disgusted too- with herself. It had been very painful, yes, but at the same time it had felt extremely good.

 

She turned the water off and started to massage some salve into her abused pussy and she closed her eyes, relaxing back into the tub. As she touched herself she was unable to help but imagine the mental image it must have made, her dog mounted over her ramming into her for all he was worth. She was wet again quickly and she quickly brought herself to orgasm with her hand. But that wasn’t good enough. Her pussy ached to be filled. Just, not by some animal. No, that was too much even if it had felt good.

 

Cindy stepped out of the tub, heading back into her bedroom to retrieve one of her sex toys, not knowing that Thunder was still in the room. She rummaged through her bedside drawer and Thunders ears perked up as he caught her scent. He stopped licking himself and quietly padded around to the other side of the bed, licking at Cindy’s pussy.

 

She yelled at him again, but he ignored her and he knocked her to the floor. Just as she managed to get her arms and legs underneath her he mounted her, this time hitting her pussy quickly as he was well familiar with it now.

 

Cindy cried in protest at this being done again but her vocalizations quickly returned to moans of reluctant pleasure. This time Thunder was being much more gentle with her. It must have been because he’d cum once already. She moaned and pressed back against him, feeling good and quickly having an orgasm. She was well aware yelling and struggling wouldn’t do her a bit of good so she figured she might as well enjoy the best fuck she’d ever had. The feeling of his fur against her back as he fucked her added to the perverse pleasure of it all.

 

Thunder drove his knot inside her stretched pussy much easier this time and he howled loudly as he came inside his bitch a second time.

 

Cindy lay with him locked together and pushing back against his cock getting herself off as much as she could before his penis shark and exited her cunt. This time Thunder licked her clean since she wasn’t protesting so much and Cindy couldn’t help but think this must be how he got his name because he sure was thunder between her legs!

g up I might spread my legs, allowing him to see my pubic bulge under my bathing suit. Or I may pull my feet back toward my thighs, raising my knees and exposing more of my suit covered crotch that he can normally see. I have been known to fidget around until I get the elastic of one of the leg holes in my bathing suit to slip out of place; this exposes a part of one of my vaginal lips giving the guy quite a good show. I learned most of these things as a teenager trying to attract the attention of certain guys that I liked. I liked having guys look at me back then, too.

I have always felt safe exposing myself on the beach. I guess that is because so many people are there and most of them are almost naked. If someone sees a part of my body that they aren't supposed to see, they probably chalk it up to being an accident. I like to be innocent and cause accidents to happen as though I really didn't intend for the guy to see anything. It gives me a chance to expose myself yet still appear lady like and innocent.

One of those incidents happened to me on the beach at the lake one sunny afternoon shortly after I was married. I had gone to my grandma's with my Mom, brother and my husband, Brad. My grandma lives in a small resort town on the edge of Lake Michigan. We often went swimming in the lake on our summer visits to Grandmas. We all swam in the lake while my grandma would sit on the beach on our blanket in her print dress and watch us. I have never seen my grandma in a swim suit.

On this occasion I was with my Mom, brother, husband and a couple of my teenage cousins. We had four blankets stretched out next to each other on the beach, pretty far back from the edge of the water.

I was in a very playful mood on this particular day. I had been teasing and "getting" my husband all day. Earlier, when we were in the water I was grabbing him underwater and then swimming away from him. Each time that he would try and get even with me I would swim away from him; totally out of his reach. I have always been able to swim faster than Brad.

I was laying on the beach with everyone except my brother, who had disappeared with a girl that he used to see when we went up to grandma's. As I lay there reading a book I looked up and noticed a guy staring at me. He looked pretty nice. He was probably in his early 30's and appeared to be rather fit and trim. He had short dark hair and a very attractive build. His jaw was square and he had a very handsome look to his face. He seemed to have no flab around his waist as evidenced by the lack of a roll at his waist as he sat on his blanket.

He was sitting probably twenty feet or so away from my blanket and there were no other people in the line of vision between him and me. He was with a woman, probably his wife, and two adorable little boys who I assumed were his children.

The book that I had been reading had some sexual sequences in it and I had just finished reading about one encounter between the lead characters so I was a little excited already. Since I was already in a playful mood and my admirer was cute and not bashful about staring at me I decided to show him a little more than he could already see.

I was already laying on my stomach and my straps were dropped off my shoulders to give me a tan with as little tan lines as possible. I lifted up slightly, exposing a little more cleavage for him to see. As I lifted up I watched him as intently as he had been watching me. I wanted to see his facial reaction. He smiled slightly and continued to stare.

I really didn't have all that much cleavage to show him because my breasts are small. I wear a 'b' cup but my breasts are very perky. They stand up straight on their own without any support.

I laid my book face down on the blanket and looked over my shoulder to make sure that none of my family was watching me. My husband was laying on his stomach with his feet in the direction that my head was facing. His face was turned away from my direction and he appeared to be sleeping. My Mom was reading a book as she lay on her stomach, totally oblivious to anything around her. My grandma was on the opposite end of the blankets from where I was laying so she wasn't even a consideration. I felt I was safe so I continued.

Reaching my hands underneath me as I propped myself up on my elbows I slid my hands down my chest and into the loose cups of my bathing suit. I pushed the loose cups down off my breasts and onto my blanket. Lifting myself up on my elbows so that my admirer could see my chest plainly, I let him have a good look. I looked him straight in the face and grinned at him teasingly as he stared at me and my bare breasts.

I laid back down flat on my chest hiding my breasts from view then lifted up my bathing suit top and covered my breasts again. I looked back up into his face for his reaction and I could see disappointment written all over his face. I knew that the show was not yet over but there was no way to communicate that to my admirer.

Still propping myself up on my elbows I lifted myself up higher than I had been and let my bathing suit top slowly sag down my chest while my admirer watched. My breasts slowly became more and more exposed as my bathing suit top gradually slid down off my chest.

I looked over my shoulder once again to make sure that no one in my family was watching me. I was still safe, my husband was still sleeping and my Mom was still absorbed in reading her book. I was still safe.

Not wanting anyone else to see me, except for my cute stranger, I pulled my arms close to my sides as I continued propping myself on my elbows, hiding my breasts from anyone that may have been looking at me from the side.

When my bathing suit top had slipped down off my breasts completely and they were fully bared I arched my back slightly, lifting my chest up higher, and I pushed my chest out showing him my little bare breasts. I watched him as he looked at my breasts; he seemed to be slightly agitated in a good way as he stared at me. He just stared at my naked breast for a few minutes and I could tell that he was enjoying the view, from the smile on his face. He fidgeted some as though trying to accommodate something inside his bathing suit that had become dislodged from its normally comfortable position.

Trying to be very nonchalant so as to not attract anyone else's attention I slid my right hand over to my left breasts and toy with my swollen nipple a little. I tweaked it between my fingers then gently grasp it between my fingers and pulled on it, causing a very pleasurable sensation to run thru my body. I felt good all over as I exposed myself to this complete stranger. Little waves of pleasure were running thru me and my stomach was fluttering. I felt like a naughty little girl, a feeling that I have always loved.

After he had stared at my breasts for a few minutes he moved around and sat facing me with his legs flat on the sand and leaned back on his outstretched arms behind him. Slowly he spread his legs until I could see up the inside of one of the legs of his bathing suit. He was wearing a boxer style bathing suit and I don't think it had the netting inside the suit to hold his penis in. I could see penis inside his bathing suit leg pretty well. It wasn't hard yet but it looked as though it was well on its way to being hard.

At this point my husband stirred as he lay next to me on the blanket. I let go of my nipple and grasp the front of my bathing suit, pulling it up to cover my breasts. Looking over my shoulder at my husband I watched as he rolled over on his side in his sleep, facing away from me.

When my eyes shot back at the handsome stranger he was smiling in the knowledge that he knew exactly why I had covered myself. I smiled back at him as I lifted my straps and pulled them back up over my shoulders, pulling my bathing suit top back in place and covering my breasts completely. As I began to sit up I could see disappointment on his face again. There was no need for him to be disappointed because I had a surprise in store for him.

Once I was sitting I pulled my knees up in front of me and wrapped my arms around my legs so that I could rest my chin on my knees. Cautiously looking around to make sure that I wasn't being watched by anyone else, I reached down around the outside of my right thigh very slowly and slid my hand over to my cloth covered crotch. Sliding my fingers up and down over the tightly stretched cloth covering my pussy I teasingly tickled my pussy thru the cloth. I could feel my wetness soaking thru the crotch of my bathing suit as my excitement grew.

I wasn't sure that I could be brazen enough to do what I was about to do but just the anticipation was raising my libido very high. I slipped my fingers to the side of the crotch of my bathing suit then slid them under the elastic leg band and touched my lips under my bathing suit as he watched. My calves were separated far enough that he could easily see my fingers as they toyed with my pussy under the cloth covering of my bathing suit. I ran them up and down my pussy enjoying the good sensations that I was creating in myself and teasing my admirer at the same time.

By this time my heart was pounding and my head was starting to spin. I shuttered as I thought about what my next natural move should be. I wasn't sure that I should do it but there was an internal driving force deep inside me that was controlling my actions at this time. Having secretly rubbed my pussy in public for only him to see, I slowly started pulling my fingers out from underneath the crotch of my bathing suit. As I did, I pulled the crotch up away from my pussy and stretched it in such a way that it slid down my fingers and the elastic lodged itself in my slit exposing my right vaginal lip to him I could feel the fresh air on my pussy, causing the thrill of what I was doing to growing in leaps and bounds.

I had now uncovered half of my pussy and was sitting there in public on the beach allowing a complete stranger to look at it. I couldn't believe I was doing this but I was having so much fun and at the same time getting a huge rush from my actions.

I am normally a subtle flasher, allowing a guy to have a peek at my private parts when he thinks that I don't know what he is seeing. I had never been this brazen before. I was surprising myself at my bold shameless actions. What surprised me even more was the pleasure I was receiving from my actions and the level of excitement that I was attaining. I was close to approaching an orgasm just from being so blatant in my actions.

I slowly sensuously slid my fingers up and down my exposed vaginal lip, lightly tickling it with my finger tips and increasing my thrill. I toyed with my half exposed pussy for his visual enjoyment and watched his reaction to my little show. He lifted his knees in front of himself and assumed the same position that I was sitting in. As he pulled his knees up in front of himself he adjusted his swim suit, sliding one leg down his thigh toward his crotch. I could now see the head of his penis, tightly pressed against his thigh, almost sticking out of the leg hole of his bathing suit. I could see that he was now harder than he had been a few minutes before and his penis seemed longer now.

I decided to go ahead with the plan that I had been tossing around in my head. I knew that if I didn't do it now I would probably not do it at all and my excitement had grown to a point that I was so bold I would do just about anything. I reached down around my left thigh with my left hand and grasp the crotch of my bathing suit; pulling it completely across my pussy I exposed my whole pussy for my admirer's visual pleasure. As I did I moved my feet sideways a few inches, spreading my calves a slight bit more to make sure that he had a good view of my pussy.

Again I glanced over my shoulder to make sure that none of my family could see what I was doing. I was safe and they were none the wiser.

I held the crotch of my bathing suit over to my left, keeping my swollen pussy totally exposed. The feeling was exhilarating. My heart raced in my chest as I sat there in public, exposing my most private part to the gaze of a total stranger. I felt naughty, which added to my thrill. I almost felt humiliated with my swollen pussy hanging out for all the world to see. My thrill was complete and I had done what I had set my mind to do. I could go no further at this time as I had gone as far as I could go, which in a small way gave me a feeling of accomplishment.

With my pussy now completely exposed to his gaze, and I could see his penis was reacting in the desired manner. I ran a finger up and down my pussy lips a few times, as though I was tickling them and teasing him, but I was actually feeling how wide open I was. My inner lips had swollen open, pushing my outer lips aside. I was sopping wet and oozing with my juices. I could feel my clitoris swollen out from between my inner lips, (I have a very large clitoris when it is swollen) pushing its way from between them and protruding out in the open as it always does when I am at the height of sexual excitement.

I watched his penis swell as it became extremely hard and grew out of the leg opening of his bathing suit. He seemed to have a very long penis because it was extended about 3 inches out of his bathing suit. I thought I would only see the head but I saw a lot more than I had intended on seeing. Each time I slid my fingers over my clitoris a shiver of pleasure ran thru my body.

The thrill that this whole scene created in me was fantastic. Just the idea that a good looking stranger was looking at parts of my body that he is not supposed to be seeing had me extremely wet. I was tingling all over and my pussy was so sensitive that I wanted to masturbate right then and there. The idea even crossed my mind but I dismissed it and decided that I had probably gone as far as I should go. I lightly tickled my lips with my finger a little more then gradually I slipped my bathing suit back over my pussy and covered myself.

I sat there and continued watching him and he stayed hard for a long time. After I covered myself I must have watched him for a good 10 minutes before his penis went down and shrunk back into his bathing suit. I laid back down eventually and we stopped watching each other.

He left the beach first and we left it a little later. As I was standing up at the changing room waiting for my husband to finish in the men's changing room, my handsome stranger came walking out. I sheepishly grinned at him and he grinned back.

Later when we chose a picnic table and started eating I noticed that he was at a nearby picnic table with his family. Once again our eyes met and we exchanged smiles. After we ate and before we left the picnic area I walked over to the trash can to dump our trash and he walked over at the same time. He lifted the trash can lid for me and as he did he mumbled under his breath something about, "Very nice."

I mumbled back, "You're not so bad yourself."

I never saw the guy again but I will never forget that day at the lake and I hope that he will never forget it, either.

th my back against the wall and my body turned towards you.

I was also alone. You were admiring the shapely legs that were carelessly parted as I pulled one leg up onto the booth seat so that I could sit sideways. The short black skirt hiked even further up giving you an unobstructed view of creamy thighs.

Your eyes take in the sheer blouse. It was obvious the full breasts underneath straining against the gauzy covering were unhindered by a bra. Even from where you sat, you could see the hint of the large dark circle and the hard long nipples jutted out as if trying to escape their prison. You could tell the lush mounds were more than a handful & your hands itched to cup them.

I gave a little wicked grin and reached up and rubbed my tit just a little, pushed in on it so you could sense the firmness, the softness, the roundness of my breast. I tweaked the nipple and it instantly stood up and could be plainly seen through the thin material of my blouse.

Your cock twitched to life, sensing pussy close by, it took on a life of its own as it grew and hardened. You were glad you were wearing a loose pair of short. You could tell your cock had completely awakened and was not going to go away in a hurry.

I smiled and closed my eyes enjoying the feel of my nipple rubbing the blouse. I could feel the heat of your stare burning my breast. I knew without seeing that your pants had tented as your cock hardened.

You felt a throb in your cock as you imagined those creamy globes in your hands as one nipple is teased and rolled between your fingers while you suck and bite the other rubbery nub.

I slowly ran my hand down my stomach and reached the edge of my skirt pulling it further up. As you watched spellbound I spread my legs and let you see the satin clad honey mound hidden there. Your cock jumped so violently it hit the bottom of your table.

There seem to be a roar in your head as you watched me. You never wanted to fuck someone so bad before in your life. You picture yourself grabbing me and bending me over the table and fucking me right there. You could almost hear my screams as your cock split my wet pussy.

My hand disappeared under the skirt and you could see it slip under my panties. You watched as my finger began to slowly move in and out of my hot tunnel. You drug your eyes away for a moment to see if anyone else was watching this slut finger fuck herself in a public bar. No one else seemed to be aware of the erotic scene playing out in front of you.

Your throat was dry but the beer before you was forgotten as your cock ached with the desire to fuck me. Your cock twitched as you imagined your mouth torturing my clit and tasting my juices as your fingers exploring my hot moist center.

I laid my head back against the wall and my hips moved subtly, barely perceptible to anyone but you. The motion of my hand speeded up and my lips parted as I began to breathe harder. Over the noise of the jukebox and the people talking, you are certain you heard a moan.

You suddenly realized you were stroking your cock and jerked your hand away and looked to see if anyone saw you. You are getting desperate for relief. You need to cum. You should go to the bathroom and jack-off, but you want to see what I will do next.


Then suddenly you saw me arch slightly and bite my lip. I shuddered once, twice, three times and slowly pulled my hand out. You saw my full tits rise and fall as I caught my breath. Staring you straight in the eye, I licked each finger slowly and deliberately and ran my tongue across my lips savoring the taste of my own cum.

I stood up from the booth walked towards you. I look down at your lap and grinned and winked, your hard cock obvious even under the loose shorts. I kept walking without looking back certain you would not follow me because you would be too embarrassed to stand up with your hard on so evident and I walked out the door.

You did not know who I was, but you knew that this saucy little cock teaser had to be taught a lesson.

re is no sag in them at all, 24 inch waist with a hard stomach and a perfect heart shaped ass with 34 in waist. I am also young only 24 years old. I love sex and I love the feel of a man inside of me, using me for his own pleasure. When I was in High School I was very much known as a slut. I would pretty much fuck anybody that spent a little money on me. I just loved cock. For example one time I fucked a defensive lineman on the football team on the 50 Yard line at lunch!!! That was a rush. But I will talk about that story another day, this story is about my life as a slut after I go married…

 

 

When I got married, I thought my life of being a slut and having any man I desired was over. I was ok with that though, my husband has a big cock and is a very aggressive lover, but still sometimes I find myself longing for another cock. I was not sure if I could resist if I ever had the opportunity to have another man. One type of man intrigued me especially in all my days of being a willing slut I had never fucked a black man. I was very curious about what it would be like, but being married I could only fantasize about the possibilities. I am not sure how my husband would react about my fantasy so I kept hidden in the back of my mind as a little fantasy I would enjoy by myself while I masturbated with one of my many vibrators.

 

Well after I had been married for about two years an opportunity of a life time arose. My husband and I were looking to buy a new truck. He was enthralled with the new Dodge Hemi’s and just had to have one. He had stopped at a dealership one Friday, to try and make a deal on his way home from work and told me to meet him there when I got off. When I arrived he had already closed the deal on beautiful silver Hemi and while he was finishing the paperwork he told me to take the salesman out to see the car we were trading in and to clean out the car of all of my belongings and move them to the truck. Well he introduced me to the car salesman which is the most handsome black man I had ever seen named Charles. Let me pause and tell you about what I was wearing that day. I had on very tight fitting dress that did not leave any thing to the imagination (of course no bra and panties). As I was bending over in the car I gave Charles a nice shot of my ass. Right as my husband came walking up. We both noticed the obvious erection it gave him. It was hard to conceal, his cock had to be huge! It made me very wet to think about that monster black cock in side my tight white pussy. I wanted Charles like I had wanted no man before in my life. We finished closing the deal and I sat and flirted with Charles as my husband signed the paperwork. When my husband was ready to leave so I looked one last time longingly back at Charles, my mind racing on a way I could have this man.

 

I as we drove home my husband teased me about bending over in front of the salesman and giving him an erections and he said that he noticed that I was looking at him in a weird way and flirting with Charles. I was thinking this is not good, he will not like this, he is going to be mad at me and yell for flirting with another man. Instead he just smiled and said that I needed to drop off the truck to Charles Monday afternoon so that they could install some steps on it and that Charles would return it at 5:30 when I got off of work. Then he just winked at me and changed the subject.

 

My Mind was racing as I thought about what my husband had just implied? Or was I reading into because I wanted to be Charles little whore and let him use me for his wildest desires? Had my husband just given me permission to fuck Charles or was my fantasy carrying me away? All weekend my mind was racing, here was my chance and maybe my last chance to have that big black cock I so desperately wanted. By the time Monday had arrived I had decided on a plan, I was going to fuck Charles.

 

On Monday, I took extra time getting ready, shaving my pussy, putting on a sexy black thong and matching black bra and sexy high heel stilettos. Next, I put on a very short Pleated skirt and a very sheer low cut top. I know my boss was going to yell at me for dressing this way, but I did not care. When I dropped the truck off with Charles, I told him I had to work late and not to bring the truck by my office until 6, instead of 5:30. so no one would be left at the office when Charles dropped the truck off. I called my husband and told him I had some paper work to finish up and I would not be home until around 7. I was afraid of what he might say; he does not like me working late. I was very surprised by his reaction, he just said no problem, take your time and right before he hung he said “have fun”. I still cannot figure out if my husband is giving me permission to fuck another man or not, but at this point I am so horny thinking about that big black cock, that I have to have it deep in my pussy even if it costs me my marriage.

 

Well Charles Walked into my office about 6:10. As he walked in I got up and very obviously locked the door behind him and invited him to have a seat while I got the check to pay him for the steps. I purposely had set my purse on the floor so I had to bend over to get out the check. I bent over with my lefts spread slightly at an angle that I knew would allow Charles to see up my skirt and see my skimpy panties not hiding much of my pussy. As I was bending over I wiggled a lot purposely taking a long time to find the check.   Next thing I knew Charles hand was on my ass under my skirt squeezing it gently. When I wasn’t paying attention he had walked up behind me. He stopped and asked me if this what I wanted, because he thought I was sending all kinds of signals that I wanted to fuck him and all I had to do was say the words. It was the moment of truth. My mind was racing, my pussy was sopping wet. The excitement of this experience made me shudder with my first orgasm and I moaned yes….fuck me!

 

  Charles need no further encouragement and quickly grabbed me from behind. And pulled me to him. With my back against his chest, he put one hand under my skirt and began fingering my pussy and with the other he lifted up my shirt and bra and started playing with my nipples and boobs, while he slowly nibbled on my neck and ears with his mouth. He whispered into my ear and asked me how I liked my sex…did I like it rough, slow, hard, fast….I was out of my mind with pleasure and I moaned that I liked it rough and hard, the harder the better (I had always been a kinky girl and loved to be choked, have my hair pulled etc. during sex) and that I wanted to be his cum slut to use and abuse. All of a sudden Charles quit fingering my pussy and feeling my breasts and nipples. He roughly grabbed both my arms twisted them behind my back pulling my hands up towards the back of my head and forcing me quite painfully and roughly to bend over my desk in full view of the glass front doors to my office. He used one hand to hold my hands in the middle of my back and to keep pinned on the desk.

 

Even if I wanted to I could not change my mind now. He was much stronger there was no way I was getting up until he let me. With his free hand he freed his massive cock that as I looked over my shoulder I could see was absolutely huge, he was easily twice the size of my husband. He then pulled my panties to the side and with one big shove buried his cock in me to the hilt. I screamed with a mixture of pleasure and pain as I had never had a cock that big before. Then with his free hand he reached up and grabbed my hair. So there I was in front of the glass doors of my office building, bent over my desk with my hands pinned behind my back, my hair being used to pull me into a big black man fucking the hell out of me for the world to see…and I didn’t care who saw me as long as he fucked me hard! The instant his cock entered me I was screaming with my first orgasm. I had never come that hard in my life. I continued to cum over and over again as he rammed away at my soft white pussy with his huge black cock. He pounded me with his cock for a good 15 minutes, telling me what a slut whore I was and that I was now his booty call and any time he called I had to come and fuck him! As I was having about my 8 ^th orgasm and enjoying the rough treatment of him pulling my hair and his huge cock I felt him tighten up and then felt him explode into my pussy with his cum as grunted and pulled my hair even harder drove me down into the desk leaving bruises on my hips and back. After he came he pulled out, let go of my arms and pulled me to my knees by my hair and made me lick all his cum and my pussy juices of his cock. He then pulled my hair back so I was looking up at him and said he would be by tomorrow to pick me up on my lunch and hoped I liked to suck cock. He then left me there kneeling on my office floor with cum running out of my pussy and down my leg.

 

I stood up and drove home thinking about what would my husband say? Had he really given me permission to fuck this black man? As I pulled in the drive and walked in the house he met me at the door and took one look at me and asked if I had fucked him? I was a little shocked and said yes. He smiled very big and said that he was hoping that I would get the hint and he had fantasized about me fucking another man for sometime. He then (knowing that I like it rough) grabbed me by the hair forced me to the floor on my knees and elbows, lifted up my skirt, pulled my panties to the side and stuck his cock in my well used cum filled pussy. He fucked me hard for about 5 minutes and we both orgasmed together.

 

Since that experience I am free to fuck any man that I want just as long as I tell my husband all the details about it and let him fuck my well used cum filled pussy afterward.

 

To be continued in the Chronicles of Mindy part Two: A slut wife

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The man sat next to her asked if she wanted another drink then rose to move to the bar.   Anna saw the men across the room now take the opportunity to be less discreet and felt their eyes examining every inch of her body while their facial expressions betrayed the lewd and lustful thoughts that ran through their minds.   The woman blushed but was brave enough to look back and give them all a little shy smile that almost broke out into a giggle.  

One man licked his lips in an exaggerated way letting her know he desired her; she laughed again before looking away.   Then, feeling very adventurous and wicked she shuffled her legs about making her thighs part and displayed for a few long seconds, the gusset of her white panties.   Almost in unison the men drew in deep breaths and cleared their throats as they enjoyed the spectacle.   It was enough to attract the attention of the woman’s partner who was still waiting at the bar to be served with drinks.

Just in time he too witnessed part of the show through the mirror at the back of the counter.   He felt a thrill watching how Anna endeavoured to make it all look so accidental and innocent.   In fact it was her coy demeanour coupled with her shy smiles and giggles that helped give the situation an air of erotic sensuality.   It wouldn’t be quite the same, thought the man, if she was blatantly flinging her legs open to all and sundry.

Careful not to spoil the event he watched discreetly through the mirror noting how vulnerable she seemed under the lustful scrutiny of the band of men.   Anna smiled again at the men who by now must have been confused wondering why this delectable woman hadn’t noticed just how much leg she was showing and had not covered up.

Bringing the drinks back to the table her partner excused him self and disappeared to the men’s room.   He knew full well that the men, still watching every move they made, would be hoping for more visual delights and he felt his cock twitch as he pictured the scene.   Holding his cock as he stood by the trough he felt it growing and stiffening as his arousal grew.

Of course he was right to assume what Anna’s actions would be.   Fiddling in her bag she moved around causing her knickers to become visible and leaning forward she gave an excellent view of her cleavage as a blouse button suddenly popped open.   Anna knew what effect she was having and peeped up to secretly check out the fronts of her audience’s trousers.   She almost began to shake a little when she saw the outline of more than one interested penis!

Barely able to control his erection her partner returned to find Anna already rising from her seat to attend to the same call of nature.   She walked slowly and nervously because she knew she had to almost brush past the men to reach the door that led into the corridor.   They liked her even more close up and she saw their eyes peer down her top and mentally undress her.   She was very conscious of how her nipples stuck out and saw one man become fixated with her breasts that wobbled slightly as she walked.

Her path was just a little blocked making her stop and as she turned to squeeze past sideways one of the men spoke to her.

“You’re a very sexy looking lady!” he grinned before eyeing her from head to toe making no pretence at what he was focusing on.

His friends unanimously agreed making Anna’s cheeks flush bright red.   She hadn’t expected such close contact and wasn’t quite ready for it yet.   The conversation went on and Anna nervously answered their questions telling them all about her self – or at least certain little mundane things.   The men sometimes embarrassed her sometimes positively shocked her with their forthright sexual comments.   Suddenly she became aware that she had been away from her waiting partner for perhaps too long and escaped just in time to avoid answering the next question.

“So – what is a girl like you doing in a joint like this?   We haven’t seen you here before. Did your boyfriend bring you here?”

“It’s not my boyfriend,” she explained shyly, “It’s my husband.   Sorry, I’ll have to go now.”

When she did eventually return to her table the men had gone.

Her husband quietly asked, “What did they say to you?”

“Well, they asked if it was our first time here because they hadn’t seen us before.”

The corny line was nevertheless a very relevant question – just why where they drinking in what was a downmarket and rather tawdry establishment?   Why would Anna have found it difficult to answer the question honestly?

Well, after being married for seven years they had, one night in bed talked about what turned them both on.   Like many other couples, in an effort to stop their sex life becoming stale they had had ‘the talk’.   Now at thirty three years old they were becoming conscious that the years fly by and life’s routine sometimes makes for a very boring existence.

In short, the outcome of it was that to the surprise of them both Harry, the husband had expressed an interest in tales and stories of wife-watching.   He had admitted that the few times his wife had been a little indiscreet and men had noticed that he had experienced an incredible excitement.

He sat up in bed embarrassed at his admission but it was quickly turned into a breathtaking shock when Anna revealed that she would be quite willing to exhibit herself when the opportunity arose.   She too, confessed the young wife, got a thrill from showing off to men and if she hadn’t been so shy or scared about what would happen if he had caught her being naughty would happily have become quite the exhibitionist.   When she told her husband that on one occasion she had answered the door to a caller and purposely let her gown fall open he nearly choked and it was several days before he got his head round it all.   There were aspects of his wife’s character that he knew nothing about – and it both scared and thrilled him.

So it had come about that the couple had agreed they should seek a little adventure and excitement.   They would go out with Anna dressed to thrill and she would flash her body in front of men.   Though not of course in their own neighbourhood!   And that is why they were in a downtown area of low repute.   It was much less daunting, they reasoned, and she would be less self conscious, that if she wanted to dress sluttish or very daring it was best in a place where it was almost expected - a place where such women fit in easily.

Though this middle class and sedate couple’s idea of a “rough joint” was slightly misplaced so they had actually not chosen an appropriate place even though it was a little downmarket for their standards.   However, it was a place in which they felt comfortable and having found similar bars they had returned to this part of town several times.

A point of discussion between them was “Is it sexier to wear a very tight short skirt that rides up the thigh and shows off her bum to its best advantage or like on this night a short flared skirt that, when she dances, as she sometimes did, would billow up and display her scant underwear.”   Now, on these special nights when they went out each article of clothing, bra, top, stockings, was chosen with sex in mind and its potential to attract the attention of other men.

Many was the time the couple had worked their way into a sexual frenzy just talking about it and when Harry witnessed her actually showing off to men the pleasure he felt was beyond belief.   As yet though, in the pursuit of their hobby there had been no contact with other men other than a few small comments – but that was about to change.

“They told me I looked very sexy and had an awesome figure,” Anna informed her husband excitedly but shyly.

“They made me blush because they said I had aroused them and it would show when they stood to leave.   One of them actually pointed down to the bulge in his pants!”

As she related the rest of the conversation to Harry both were starting to feel the excitement building up though Harry was a little concerned about his wife’s willingness to stay and chat with the men.

“Did you enjoy being so close to them after letting them see up your skirt?   Did it turn you on?” he asked.

“Yes,” answered his wife without any hesitation.   “They told me they are going on to that club in the next street.   They suggested we should try it – go along later.”

Harry felt a surge of jealousy and apprehension thinking of how quickly and easily his wife had become intimate with these complete strangers.   What would she be like if she was here without him, he wondered?

“Do you want to go there?” he inquired.

“It might be fun,” she said pointedly.

Again Harry felt his nerves tighten realising that his usually shy wife wanted to meet again the men she had just purposely sexually teased and displayed her knickers to.   This had never happened before; she had never wanted to pursue the naughty games with the same men or man and certainly not been brave enough to stand and chat with them too!  

“If we go……and they are there…….will you be teasing them again….flashing for them?”

“Why do you ask?” she retorted. “If the chance is there and it seems OK to do it then probably yes.   Isn’t that what we like to do when we come out – what we enjoy doing?”

“Yeah, it’s just that you’ve never done it for the same men twice, and after having talked to them too.   Maybe they’ll think you’ve followed them and want something more.”

“So won’t that make it more exciting – for us I mean?   I’m not going to just walk up to them and say, ‘Hey it’s me again!’ am I?   They may not even notice we are there anyway.”

“We’ll go to the club!” Harry blurted out before gulping down his drink.

The music was a mixture of blues and jazz that fitted well with the tacky and drab décor.   This was a backstreet club for backstreet people and Harry looked warily around the room peering into the dark dingy recesses.   Every few seconds a face peered out from the gloom, usually the face of a rough and hard drinking man who obviously made his living using his big hands and muscles.   Whether that work was likely to be considered legal or industrious Harry felt could leave room for doubt.

“Maybe we are out of our depth here,” suggested Anna.

“We’ll have a drink and see how it goes…but you could be right.”   Harry showed his nervousness.

For a while they sat at a table in a quiet corner watching the handful of dancers that had responded to the now more upbeat tunes.   The place was barely half full but given that various groups were huddled away in little cubicles and enclaves with high back seats it was difficult to tell.   The lights were turned down too so when a waiter approached with two more glasses the couple only noticed him when he spoke.

“The guy’s over in the opposite corner send their regards,” he told them slamming the drinks down before quickly disappearing again.

After a hurried consideration both decided it would be better to accept and drink the stuff so not to cause offence.   Harry strained his eyes trying to see who exactly had been so hospitable.   His question was answered a minute later when a well built man approached.

“Hello again, OK if I ask your wife for a dance?”

A short silence was followed by Harry stuttering his permission and without actually being asked the question Anna rose from her seat and allowed the man to guide her to the floor.   Now Harry saw more faces appear from the corner as men leaned forward to ‘clock’ Anna in her little flared short mini skirt.
 
Rock and roll classics filled the air and Anna showed off her ability to jive.   She was good and so was the man, in fact out of the dozen or so people on the floor they were the ones who stood out.   Though to the men in the corner and to others similarly placed it also had something to do with the way Anna’s skirt took off when she twirled.

Through the dim light Harry could still see the view his wife was giving the watching men.   So too could he read the lustful grins on their faces as her dancing partner moved them closer to the corner table.   It went on, the dance finished and Anna stayed chatting to the man between tracks before they moved again.   They danced with great vigour and they became hot and dishevelled.   Harry knew because he saw the buttons on his wife’s blouse pop open to show the silky glow of her white perspiring bosoms.   In spite of her bra being low cut the edges of her cups could still be seen.

Harry’s cock rose to the occasion as every time his wife spun round the naked flesh of her upper thighs contrasting with her dark stocking tops made her look most delectable.   Then they were gone.

For an instant Harry had taken his eyes away and she was no longer there!

With eyes flitting around the room he felt panic setting in.   She hadn’t passed him to go to the ladies room so where was she?

“We wondered if you’d like to join us over there in the corner.”

The man who had slithered down unseen next to Harry startled him.

“Your wife’s over there at our table – she wasn’t sure whether you would want to come over – so I’m here to ask.”

The man sounded intimidating even though polite which alarmed Harry even more.   His lips moved but no words came out causing the guy to smile at his dilemma, then the man spoke again.

“Look friend, we can see you are a man who likes to see his wife enjoy life and have fun with others – know what I’m saying?   Come over and we can all have a good time!”

Harry’s instinct was to deny what the man was implying and he was a little embarrassed that they had been so obviously transparent and indiscreet.

“Can’t sit here on your own, pal – follow me!”

He did, and during the couple of seconds it took for Anna to see her husband had arrived a lot was taken in by him.

She was laughing merrily, the centre of attention amongst the group of six men.   Two either side of her and two sat more or less in front she was positioned slightly back from the table so all could see from her head to her foot.   She was on display and it hadn’t been accidental.   The hem of her skirt was almost folded across her tummy showing just the faintest glimpse of the front of her panties.   The disarranged blouse was still unbuttoned more than it should have been and now as she was hot from dancing it clinged tightly to her breasts accentuating her nipples.   A man held her hand – in place on his upper thigh.

They all laughed at a witty remark then Anna looked up losing her smile for a second.   She was seeking knowledge on whether her husband approved – and was as happy as she was.   Harry felt just a little uneasy at seeing his wife’s unconcern of this close contact and too his shock she made no attempt to remove her hand from the man’s thigh.

“Sit down fella’!” said a voice from the table.   “We told your wife not to be a spoilsport and keep pulling her skirt down.   We all agreed she should let us have a better look at her amazing body from close up.   Those sexy legs are the best I’ve seen here in a long time!   And my, don’t we all love to see girl’s in stockings, not pantyhose!”

When one of the other’s reminded them they should not forget to mention her lovely tits all grinned and agreed making Anna blush and giggle.   Though, as Harry noticed again, she seemed to really be enjoying it all.

Feeling nervous even though everyone patted him on the back and shook his hand he sat quietly listening to the men discus his wife’s attributes as they sat gawping lewdly at her. Anna, in turn, answered their silly questions and responded shyly between her bouts of giggling and little girl glances.   Sometimes she caught the eye of her husband and seemed a little anxious for a sign but then the next comment would make her giggle again and she would look away.

Obligingly she moved her legs around first stretching one out then bending it fully making the men hopeful they would catch a better glimpse of her panties.

“Go on,” pleaded one man, “Just let those knees spread a little wider!”

Anna giggled loudly and drew a deep breath pretending to be outraged – but she loved it and was excited by it.   Then looking coy and nervous she let her thighs part slowly and using her spare hand actually pushed her skirt just a little higher!   Not all the way but enough to expose that sensuous little triangle of cloth.   Again she giggled telling the men that all this was very naughty and she shouldn’t be doing it!

After a while Harry detected a little movement in her forearm.   He was probably the only one now who didn’t have a full view of where her other hand was but his imagination told him that it was no longer sat resting on the man’s thigh.   Now he noticed a change in her facial expression and saw in her eyes a look of surprise and shock. even though she still giggled and smiled.

Her laughter sounded strained and she glanced at her husband as though someone had just pinched her bottom.   A certain air of fear, alarm at what might happen next could be read on her face.   Then, as though resigning herself to the event she seemed to avoid Harry’s glance and let her eyes flit in every direction before staring at the floor.   Her breathing too had become strained and deeper causing her chest to heave.

The torso of a big man was in the way and Harry couldn’t see to Anna’s right hand side.   Still her arm moved rhythmically but slowly up and down, to and fro.   Harry could stand it no longer and stood up from his chair.   His sudden movement alerted the men something was amiss but they did nothing waiting for his next move.   They knew full well what had caused his wife’s astonishment.

Harry looked down to see his wife’s hand held over the crotch of the man holding her hand.   He was doing the actions stimulating his penis by holding the woman’s fingers in place around his shaft.   Instinctively Anna, on seeing her husband’s attitude tried to withdraw her arm but was held firm.

“Relax baby, its fine!   We are having fun here, no need to worry.”

It all happened very quickly and Harry was just finding the right words to say when he was told to sit down.   The big man in front of him spoke softly but with menace in his voice.

“Hey, don’t go causing any trouble; let’s not spoil a good night.   Chill out man, you like to see your wife teasing men like us so this is just carrying it a stage further.   It’s more upfront – you’re just not used to it that’s all.   Don’t fret – we know about those little fantasies you have in your head, time to put your money where your mouth is friend.   Look, she’s scared now and she was OK before you alarmed her.”

Harry felt the evil stare of several men burn into him.   Before he took his next breath a hand came down on his shoulder and encouraged him to sit.

“It’s fine now babe, it was just a reaction, just go back to enjoying yourself again.   Stay calm.”

Harry heard the words directed to his wife and looked to see a confused look on her face.

“Tell her that you’re fine now Harry, that you’re cool,” instructed one man.   It was more of a command than a suggestion.

Harry told all he was fine and feeling the need to avoid any danger forced a smile to his wife before repeating himself.

The men immediately reverted to their jocular but lewd ways as they resumed watching Anna’s hand being used to bring pleasure.

“Just open those thighs a little more again sugar,” whispered one man, “Things got a little spoilt there.”

Harry watched his wife oblige.

Again with the crucial bit of the scene blocked from his view Harry could only watch Anna’s forearm and see the expression of her face.   True, like the others he could see the display of leg and panties and was able to watch the heaving of her chest that pushed her nipples forward and caused the crease of her cleavage to widen then close Also he felt somewhat guilty that all this was making his cock very hard and giving him a perverted thrill.

His heart beat quickened when he saw the man seated at her other side start to stroke her stockings, stopping just short of the three inches of bare flesh at the top of her leg.

“That’s it Anna, enjoy the excitement,” he told her.

Was it this or something else that made her suddenly let out a soft yell and her eyes open wide?   Her arm too was busier, going a little faster, and working as little harder.   The men had stopped joking and now seemed quieter and more serious.   Harry kept hearing little gasps and whistles and exclamations of the sort usually uttered by people watching sex films.

Suddenly Harry saw the other man let his hand drift right up to Anna’s panties and gently commence to rub the swollen mound.   He had to try and stand again but was pulled down.

“Hey, Jed, move over a little so Harry can see too!”

Jed did as he was bid to reveal that Anna’s hand was now wrapped around an exposed and very stiff cock – she was busy masturbating the man but that was not the only shock Harry witnessed.   No longer was her hand being forcibly held in place.   The man had withdrawn his penis from his pants and after starting her off had relaxed his grip to let her set her own rhythm.   His hand was hardly touching her but she had not protested or snatched her arm away.   And on her face was a little shy smile that was followed by one of her little giggles.

Anna, on hearing the man say Harry wanted to watch had taken it to be a sign of his approval and was now quite happy to please the men.

Several minutes passed by with everyone enjoying the show.   The guy stroking Anna’s legs bunched her skirt high letting the others watch as his fingers went from her upper thigh down to her knee then up to the mound.   Sometimes he ran his hands over her belly and Harry knew he was soon going to be tempted to delve down inside her panties.   Events put paid to that idea as the cock she was holding stiffened and the audience yelled out knowing soon it was about to erupt.   Anna was urged not to stop and with great embarrassment she tried to look away but curiosity got the better of her and with cheeks burning red she peeped at the cock she was masturbating.   When it did shoot its sticky liquid out she was heard to give out a long sigh and moan before the shouts of the men drowned out her voice.

With laughter and great joy all around the attentions of the other occupants of the club were drawn to the group.

Say, you guys, the manager has asked me to tell you to cool it!” said the waiter, who had witnessed the last few seconds of fun.

Behind him the manager himself spoke out, “Over the top a little men!   Why don’t you all go over into the corner then you don’t cause me to loose my license!”

Harry, still reeling from his wife’s willing behaviour wondered why these hard men did not argue with the man but instead did as they were bid.  

“Come on Harry!” urged the man next to him pulling him up from his seat “Can’t argue with the boss-man!”

Looking for a chance to tell Anna that they should now take the opportunity to scram double quick, Harry, with dismay saw his wife being led into the dark corner of the room.   He was sure he saw her smile and giggle as a man joked with her seeming happy to follow him.   Within a minute Harry was being sat into a chair at the edge of a large semi-circular cubicle that had room for them all with extra chairs around the front.   Anna had been taken away to the dance floor and he could only watch as she jived away with her two partners.

She was happy and content – and that fact filled Harry with despair and anger.   She had just been forced to wank off a stranger and had her pussy played with in front of a watching audience and she should be upset and desperate to get away.   That, at least is how Harry thought it ought to be – shouldn’t she be ashamed that she had to perform this right in front of her husband too?   Had not their little sex games gone over the top?

Anna twirled and made her skirt billow up showing her pants and stocking tops, just as she usually did when out to tease.   She showed no distress and in between numbers laughed and chatted to the men letting them kiss her cheeks and hold her around the waist.   The others talked amongst themselves then as Harry momentarily withdrew his vigilance deep in thought Anna was suddenly gone.

Panic set in and now not being coaxed to remain in his seat dashed to the door that led to the corridor.   He surveyed the area and hoped she was in the ladies room.   Hoping she would appear alone he planned to make his escape through the backdoor.

“Your wife’s powdering her nose,” a voice told him.   One of the men she had been dancing with came from the men’s room and passed him saying he needed a drink.

Now was his chance and sure enough Anna came out behind a party of very noisy females.

“Quick!” he said as he grabbed her arm, “Let’s go out the back way.”

He felt resistance and bewildered he stared his wife in the eye.

“Are you not upset and scared after what’s just happened?”

Harry detected a disappointed look on his wife’s face.

“Do you not want to leave?” he asked incredulously.

“It got a little out of hand but it’s OK now.   They won’t hurt us you know, as long as you don’t try to cause any trouble.”

She seemed confused as though she was trying to find ways to rationalise the situation and justify reasons why they should stay.    Looking sheepishly down at the ground she listened to her husband’s pleading and reasoning.

“But you always said you would like it if you saw me with other men.   This is why we both enjoyed me teasing….thinking what it may lead up to.   Now it’s actually happened you have got cold feet and want to go home!”

Harry, stunned and surprised, put one more point forward, “You do realise that if you go and sit with them again they will want you to do more things for them?   That’s why they have moved into the corner – the manager isn’t going to stop them because it was his idea.”

“I know,” she said quietly.

“Then you don’t mind – you want to stay and let them maul you?”

Almost imperceptibly Anna’s reply came and left Harry numb.

“It’s fun – exciting.”

Suddenly as though someone had flicked a switch she brightened up and spoke urgently.

“They will be missing us – let’s go back in before they come looking!”

Incredibly she took his hand and hurrying ahead pulled him with her back into the club’s lounge.   She said she would dance again and pointed him to the group of men who beckoned him to rejoin them.   He had no choice but to resume sitting with them and saw his glass had been replenished.

“It’s a drink on the house Harry, the waiter’s been told to get you anything you want – all night.”

After a slight pause the man spoke again, “Your wife enjoys having fun with us.   We will have better fun later when the place is quieter – when most of the strangers have gone.”

Harry felt his stomach churn wondering what the man’s comment implied.   The menace in the tone of his voice kept Harry from questioning him further.

“I think maybe you are a little shy to show how much it thrills you watching your wife with other men.   It’s OK, we have met people like you before – lots of guys like to watch.   Just takes a little while before you feel comfortable that’s all.   Don’t worry about showing how much pleasure it gives you, do what comes naturally.”

Harry almost laughed out loud at this gangster’s attempt to lecture him and play the sex therapist.   Cynically he grinned and thanked the guy.

Some of the other men had been away from the table and they returned just as Anna and her dance partner returned.

“Glad to see you still here Harry!” said one making the others smile.

As they shuffled for their seats a big rough bearded man announced he needed a breather.

“I could do with a little air,” he said, then as he looked at Anna suggested, “Why don’t you come out back with me and keep me company for a few minutes?”

Harry was very conscious of the knowing glances and smirks exchanged by the others.   Surely his wife had noticed too and would turn down the offer.

Her little giggle told him she was going to oblige the man and sure enough she stood waiting for him to lead the way.   Harry knew by the way her cheeks flushed and how she averted his gaze that she certainly was aware that the man had lewd intentions.   Nevertheless he watched open mouthed as she willingly went with him out of the room.

It was a long four or five minutes that followed and Harry’s nerves were on edge.   The pictures that came into his mind made him feel sick and his hands shook.   The remaining men mostly ignored him as they talked away but just occasionally told him not to worry.   Harry couldn’t decide whether they were making fun of him or if they were genuinely trying to calm him down.   When one of the men went to the bar then disappeared through the same door Harry’s great distress was evident.

“Harry,” said one man softly after a lull in the conversation, “Why don’t you go and watch what’s going on.   Go and join them then maybe you’ll feel better.   Don’t spoil things though.”

He could feel all eyes on him as they waited for his response.   Shaking like a leaf he tried not to rush as he made his way to the door then once in the corridor hurried to find the exit.   It was a fire door that led into a small courtyard and like one would expect was used for storage.   A couple of people stood around near the opening but ignored Harry as he stepped out into the yard.   For a minute he couldn’t see anyone then from behind a stack of crates he heard a low moan.

Resisting the urge to rush forward he stealthily crept around the stacks.   He didn’t want to be seen because now he could observe Anna and see just what she was prepared to do when she thought she was free from him.   The poor man’s heart pounded and his mouth was dry as more moans reached his ears just as he was about to peer around the corner.

The scene before him stopped his breath.   Anna was stood side on to the big man who was leaning against the wall of the courtyard.   He was very busy kneading her breasts which by now were out of their harness while her top and bra straps were off her shoulders.   Anna’s was busy too – her hand was wrapped around a very thick and hard shaft.   Harry saw her wrist moving his foreskin slowly up and down.

  Astounding though it was that didn’t complete the scene that met his eyes.   Behind his wife was the other man who, as he lazily smoked a cigarette had his other hand between Anna’s legs.   Her skirt was folded around her waist and even the skin of her belly above her panties was visible.   Her hips, whether by accident or design moved in little circles against the man’s probing fingers

The predominant fact in Harry’s mind was that all this was unhurried and slow.   It was all being done for pure mutual sexual pleasure.   She was not being forced or coerced – it was not an act of flustered instant gratification done before she was likely to beg them to stop.   It was being done slowly and they were taking their time.   Harry actually heard them calmly speaking to each other.   Though the sounds that made the most impact on Harry was Anna’s little whimpers and giggles that preceded her moans of sexual delight.  

Listening he heard the big man tell Anna how nice her tits felt and what a fine woman she was.   The woman lapped it all up and giggled as she thanked him.   The smoker had now finished his cigarette so having both hands free he held Anna while his fingers slipped inside the top of her panties and delved down the front to find her slit.   Harry watched mesmerised as his wife merely responded by giggling yet again then let out a little feeble “ooh!”

“Come on baby finish me off!” said the big man.

The watching husband saw a large hand take hold of his wife around the back of her neck and pull her face down toward his cock.

“No it can’t be – she isn’t going to do it surely!” Harry whispered to himself.

But she did and he just watched helplessly.   He heard gurgles and moans and the slurping sounds almost made him feel disgusted knowing his wife’s mouth was sucking on this musty shaft.   A yell and loud groan told Harry the man had ‘cum’ – but Anna’s face stayed put and he could see she was still sucking.

The man behind still had his hand inside her panties and as she stood Harry saw the sticky liquid on her cheeks and chin just visible in the half light of the yard.   Expecting her now to cry or protest or even run away through a fit of conscience Harry saw and her just giggle in her girlish way.

He was lost in his despair and taken by surprise when the big man was almost upon him.  

“Harry!” he shouted, “Didn’t know you were watching – go and join them!”

Shocked now he had been discovered Harry stepped toward his wife and the groping man.   The big man, now with lust satisfied went on his way back into the club.

It almost felt surreal as husband stood before wife in the yard.   The guy still had his hand in her knickers but she cared not.

“How long have you been standing there?” she asked calmly and nonch alan tly.

“All the time,” he answered, hoping to shame her.

It did not cause her any distress and she smiled and laughed a little as her hips moved involuntarily due to the movement of the man’s fingers in her pussy.   With her distinctive shy and coy manner she proceeded to wipe some of the jism from her face.

“Can I borrow your handkerchief?” she asked of her husband, “It’s got everywhere!”

Harry found his hand meekly obeying as he pulled the square of cloth from his pocket and handed it to Anna.   There was a short awkward silence before the man’s voice broke through the night air.

“Say Harry!” he began, “That was good to watch eh?   Why don’t you step nearer and let me watch her do you now?”

“Well,” uttered Anna shyly smiling all over her sperm stained face, “He might not want me to – not here.”

She addressed the man but it was a question to her husband.   Harry could not believe she had done such a thing!   Was this really happening or was it a weird dream – was this really the woman he had married?   Here he was, stood listening to her speaking so calmly having a conversation while a man had his fingers deep inside her and she was happily stood with her tits hanging out and her clothes bunched around her waist!

“Come on, I’d love to watch you suck cock again!” said the man.

“Oh…OK….I suppose I will then!” said Anna resigning herself to the man’s request.

Without further ado she unzipped her husbands fly while he stood dumbfounded taking it all in.

Soon he was in the strange situation of standing in the backyard of a club being masturbated by his wife while another man played inside her knickers.

  Nature took over, he felt his cock start to rise and stiffen.   Anna noticed too and squeaked her approval.   She kissed him and he tasted the salty cum from her previous efforts – it caused his penis to stiffen even more!   He watched how her tits bounced up and down and saw her delighted face smiling at him.

“I told you it would be fun!” she whispered in his ear before she sank down in front of him.

His penis slipped into her mouth and she greedily sucked on him.   This is how the other man enjoyed her – this is what he watched her do to him.   She loved the way her pussy was being played with at the same time because Harry could tell that she did.

“Fucking hell!” hissed the other man.

Harry saw him almost ripping her panties down and his heart skipped a beat as the man then lifted his wife’s backside high in the air.   When Harry heard the sound of a zip he realised he was about to watch Anna be fucked from behind by a stranger.   Would she now call a halt and say this is enough?   Would he, her husband just stand there and watch this man fuck his wife right in front of him?

Anna yelped when she felt the man’s dick but then just sucked harder.   Harry thought he must now be inside her because his hips bucked against her.   Should he stop it now?   Perhaps just this once it would be interesting and exciting to watch how his wife responds to another man fucking her.    He felt her suck with more enthusiasm so she liked what she was experiencing.   Almost unconsciously Harry’s hands fell to hold his wife in place, supporting her and b alan cing her as she jerked back and forth.   Helping to her keep her mouth wrapped around his cock he watched and listened to her enjoying the other man’s penis inside her cunt.

The man slapped her arse twice and Harry, shocked, waited for his wife’s protest.

“Oh yeah!” he heard her say as she momentarily took his dick from her mouth.

She liked that too, and Harry just held on to her as he watched the man repeat the action.

Tried as he may Harry couldn’t hold back his rising sperm for long.   With a feeling of embarrassment and guilt he gave in to Anna’s lips and the erotic sight before his eyes.   His wife drank his juice with a thirst like she had never had before.   She begged her husband, even though he was spent to hold her tight and in place so not to loose the pleasure of the thrusting cock behind her.   She was very vocal for the last few minutes of her shafting and at last the man exploded inside her.

  No longer was there any evidence of shyness and as their passion subsided, Anna turned and happily licked the man clean.

Silently they moved back indoors and as Anna excused herself by the door to the ladies room the men smartened them selves up and went back into the club.

“Do you want to go home now?” was the only thing Harry thought to say.

“Not really, not just yet,” his wife told him.

The one thing that scared Harry now was that he knew his wife didn’t like to be left unsatisfied after sex.   He knew she was still aroused and if they had been home and he was exhausted then this would be the time she would bring herself off with dildo or fingers.   Whatever she would do tonight didn’t bare thinking about.

For another hour he watched his wife dance as though nothing abnormal had happened then sit and chat happily to any man or men who cared to talk to her.   Sipping on her drink and once again sounding like a giggling shy housewife she would accept with equal polite delight invitations to dance or to go and sit in a more private dark corner.

Whether the request came from one man or two she would say the same, “Oh….go on then!” before either walking to the dance floor or sitting away from the others and allowing her clothing to be undone and performing favours.

  Harry was ‘made’ to circulate by the other men but observed from a distance. Once when he was near her table his wife asked him if he was OK just as she was about to delve into a dark recess with two men.   Minutes later he got to see her with legs spread wide and knickers off sucking one cock while she used her hand on the other.

  That time she didn’t see the point of dressing because two others stood by waiting their turn.   Anna was heard to giggle and sigh as one of the new men made a bee-line for her tits and sucked on her nipples.   Several men just preferred to watch and Anna clearly didn’t give a damn.

Suddenly Harry was more aware of the quietness.   No longer were their many voices talking at once or invasive music playing in the background.   Most had gone and now the bar had closed the manager came to join them with two of his ‘heavies.’

Harry felt scared because he realised that Anna was the only woman left in the room.

She was asked to join them for a drink and did so but Harry saw she had had more than enough.   Told to sit next to the boss man she was flanked by a man of wide proportions.   The talk was pleasant and boss man asked her about her life and likes.   It became a little more direct and blatant making Anna resort to her usual giggling and laughter.   She was like the little naïve housewife again but Harry saw something else in her eyes.

He could see how the danger and tension and sexuality was arousing and exciting her.   Here were three men who would most probably make sure they got what they wanted and they seemed to be building up to wanting her!   She had obliged everyone else tonight so how could she refuse them?   Now she was blushing and looking coy when they told her she had nice tits and amazing legs.   It was different now the room was quiet and everyone was watching and listening.   Lots of men stood around their table, all in earshot and interested in what the boss man was saying.

Harry sat nearby resigned to accept what fate would dish out and take the consequences of their actions.   Their game had led them here and this was the extreme result of their playing with fire.

“So now I’ve more time Anna let me take a closer look at those tits of yours.”

The request took her by surprise and she drew in a breath before her cheeks glowed red.   She protested and went shy looking at the ground.   The man laughed and told her again he wanted a better look.

“But everyone’s watching!” she reasoned, “And you’ve turned the lights up!”

“Shall I get Jake there to help you?” he asked pointing to the man on her left.

Anna knew what he was threatening and she shivered trying to keep the smile on her face.   Reluctantly she began to unbutton her top and having done so held the two halves open for his inspection.

“Nice!” he said, then reaching forward he pulled her left breast from its cup and teased her nipple.   All watched with baited breath as Anna’s bra was eventually unfastened and her tits came out on show to everyone.

“Stand up Anna!” he ordered, “I just love to see stockings on a pair of fine legs.”

He hauled up her skirt and made a meal out of touching and waxing lyrical about her body and how juicy her cunt felt.   She was mortified when his fingers went inside her and he faced her toward all the watching men.

“Come on guys!” show her a cock or two and lets see if she gets even wetter.   Give her something to turn her on.”

Some of the less bashful ones did and soon Anna was stood being fingered while several men in front of her masturbated.

“Take your skirt off Anna,” said the man calmly.

Anna shook as she fumbled with her button, then she felt the garment fall to the floor.   To hoots of approval Anna was then sat on the boss man’s knee facing her audience.   He ran hands up and down her leg then whispered loudly in her ear so everyone else could hear.

“I believe you are good with your mouth Anna.   So we’ll see if that’s true as we watch you perform on Jake.”

There was going to be a sex show and Anna was the star.   Jake was not a shy man and grunted as he quickly removed his trousers.   He was a big man in every way and Anna’s eyes widened when she saw his weapon.

“Would you prefer that inside your pussy Anna?” asked the man laughing.

Anna giggled.

Boss man was also good – with his fingers.   Anna made some agreeable noises and as Jake stood in front of her she didn’t need to wait for instructions on what to do next.   Reaching out with both her hands she took hold of the hard cock and directed it toward her already open mouth.   The crowd showed their approval and cheered loudly.

Jake gave her nipples some rough treatment while boss man worked hard with his fingers.

“You like that Anna?” he asked at one point.

“Ummm!” she murmured as she greedily sucked on the cock.

“Make him ‘cum’ baby let everyone see it go into your mouth!”

Harry watched this whore, this slut, who was his wife, do just that.   Happily she held her mouth open and let the men see how the white sperm splashed on her tongue.   Harry even heard her giggles in the midst of it all and saw her hips work against boss man’s fingers.   Anna, he observed, was very much turned on.

“Now I’m going to give you a good fucking Anna!” announced the boss, “Take your panties off.”

Harry felt that sickening surrealism once again as he watched his wife simply obey the man while at the same time laugh and smile and giggle as though nothing was amiss.   With a happy face, that nevertheless had lust in the eyes, she lay back as requested on the table top and lifted her legs high and wide opening her pussy for all to see.

“How many times has this cunt been fucked tonight Anna?” asked the man lewdly.

“Three,” she answered.

Harry felt even more sickened, only once had he seen her being fucked!

“Good to see you’re enjoying it all Harry!” said a voice behind him.

Now it was time for Harry to show some honesty.   He followed the man’s gaze and had to finally admit that under the table his hand was busily pulling on his very stiff penis.   Harry had sat very quiet; too scared to admit just how much pleasure he himself had received from this unusual nights events.   So his wife had been fucked two more times than he knew about?   It didn’t matter – she would tell him about it later if he asked her.

Lots of men were wanking as they watched Anna who now had her legs held apart by other men was about to reach her orgasm.   Her giggles and laughter now took on an almost manic nature and Harry saw how her eyes had glazed over. The man was happy for his wife – and happy to be able to witness the sexual event.

Maybe, if she really liked tonight…….they could do it again sometime!   Maybe they would be invited back.

 

The End