My Photo Studio

I own a photo studio.  Mostly I take photos of things for magazines or news organizations looking to spice up their pieces.  Around the holidays I’ll get families into my studio that want family portraits.  The real perk of my business is something I’d never anticipated when I first opened the studio.

The studio is located in a rather rich part of Los Angeles, the kind of place with celebrities and security.  On a somewhat regular basis I’ll get a female celebrity that comes into my studio looking for a special set of photos, something I call the voyer photo set.  Basically I take photos of them as they undress, pose, strut in sexy clothing, and fuck their brains out.

We get away with it because, after the photo session is complete, I do some minor editing of the photos around the head and neck to make it appear the photos are faked.  There’s a logo that I use in the corner of the drawings letting everyone know the photos have been faked, even though they’re real.

I think the women get off on the secretive exhibitionism, knowing that millions of people can see photos of them naked and fucking without knowing that they’re real.  The photos end up on the internet, the women always insist they are posted.  Odds are you’ve seen some of my work.

H. was one of my first customers, she did a full set of photos where she stripped out of the dress she was wearing.  Then she posed around my set wearing her lacy bra, stockings, thong, and garters.  After she removed her bra she teased the camera by hiding her breasts with her hands.  Eventually she was wearing only her stockings, letting me take photos fully spread and exposed.

She’s come back a few times since then, each time getting more bold with her requests.  For her second visit she wanted a small set of photos of her fucking a well-hung guy.  The third set was with two guys, one white and one black, both of them fucked her for well over an hour.  I kept shooting the whole time, almost two hundred photos netted from that one session.  Her last session involved four guys and a bondage theme, they tied her up and gagged her.

B. is one of my raunchiest customers, always looking to have a photo set with a kinky theme.  Her favorite was a set we shot outside, abandonded buildings and secluded alleys, two guys accompanying her the whole time.  It was an all day session, but she really got off on it.  Her favorite photo was getting double fucked sitting behind a wall while people walked by on the other side of the wall, close enough to hear.

A. is my most insatiable customer.  She’ll come over for a quick session involving one guy, and inevitably I have to call more guys over and it turns into an all day affair.  I had one day where she wore out eight guys, we only stopped because I didn’t have anyone else available.  It’s gotten to the point where I have contracts with local porn companies to hire their male actors as needed.

E. did a simple shoot that was bikini themed, though she spent most her time in front of the camera naked.  J. loves having two guys at once, every session with her so far has invovled two huge cocks in her at the same time.  M. was only here once, but the entire session was her playing with various toys.  F. loves to flash.  She’ll wear a skirt and thin fabric shirt with nothing underneath, and then we end up somewhere in public with her lifting her skirt, opening her shirt, or both.

G. is one of my favorites, her photos always come out looking great.  Her first set was a simple strip tease.  Each session after that has involved at least one guy.  One session involved her getting fucked in her ass and pussy at the same time for almost half an hour, she smiled and laughed the whole time.

K. was reluctant the first time she came by, only wanting a small set of tasteful nude photos, she said she wanted something to remember how she looked as she got older.  As we were finishing her set, two male porn stars showed up for my afternoon session.  At first she tried to hide herself, but after the two guys stripped nude and she saw how huge their dicks were, she lost herself.  It turned into one of my best shoots as she sucked and fucked both guys.

L. came by just after she found out she was pregnant, she wanted to capture herself before and after.  We got a good set of her tight body.  Then, right before she gave birth, she came by again to capture her pregnant form.

N. came by for a normal set of hot clothed photos for a magazine.  As we wrapped up, she saw my other work.  After a brief conversation she wanted to try some nude shots.  Without changing her outfit or moving to a different set she just started stripping while I kept the camera on her.  I got a number of great photos of her naked body as she bent over the table and rolled around on it.

V. loves cum shots.  She doesn’t care about anything else as long as she’s getting hot cum blasted onto her tits, pussy, or face.  The last session was over four hours and culminated in six guys cumming on her face at the same time.

U. only came over once, but she asked for the biggest dick I could find.  I got a well known black porn star to come by.  She was thrilled as soon as he dropped his pants.  Without waiting she dived on his cock, sucking it to life and then riding it for all he was worth.

R. likes to take normal sets of photos followed up by nudes and sex, she seems to really get off on having the guys undress her.  H. only works with other women but is willing to do anything with them.  O. only works with black guys, and can never seem to have too many.  W. loves sucking cock, I can’t seem to get her to do anything else.  S. loves tit fucking and getting cum splashed on her tits.

C. did a great session in a shower.  She started clothed, her white shirt and shorts turning transparent under the water.  Eventually she stripped them off, and after a few poses naked was joined in the shower by a male porn star I’d brought over.  Her orgasms were more intense than anyone else I’ve had in studio.  They started as the guy ate her pussy and lasted through the hard fucking he gave her.  I’ve never seen someone cum as much as she did.

P. likes to be body painted and then walk around in public.  I have a good friend that’s an artist specializing in body paint.  He’ll get her naked, then paint her so it appears she’s wearing an outfit.  The first time she walked around in public, completely nude, with paint making it look like she was wearing jean shorts and a halter top.

T. likes to dominate people.  Routinely I’ll bring in both male and female porn stars for her shoots, and she’ll spend the session dressed in leather spanking and whipping them while making them lick her leather, eat her pussy, suck her tits, and fuck her.

Newlyweds (Laura meets the friends)

   It wasn’t until the following weekend that Laura seemed to perk up at all.  Bob called on Friday, to make sure that we were watching the game again that weekend.  Laura answered the phone, and though I wouldn’t have invited Bob back, she did eagerly.  They talked for a few minutes, mostly Laura listened, and when she hung up she had a huge smile on her face.

   So on Sunday morning Bob arrived to watch the game.  Laura was in the bathroom showering when I let him in.  I was intent on having some kind of conversation with him, telling him off and getting him out of my life forever, but Bob never gave me the chance.  Between the distraction of the game and his demeanor I never felt like I could get a word in.

   Then Laura came down the hall and into the kitchen.  She was wearing a red, cotton tube top and a short, white, cotton skirt.  Her hair was back in a pony tail and she had a small amount of make up on.  A minute later she came into the living room carrying a couple beers, giving one to me and one to Bob.  When she handed the bottle to Bob she bent over in front of him, providing him a clear and lengthy view of her cleavage.

   She returned to the kitchen and a few minutes later came out with a tray of snacks for the two of us.  As she set the tray down on the table she bent over in front of Bob, giving him a good view up her skirt as she positioned the tray on the table.  When she stood up both of them were smiling, and then she said, “I forgot napkins!”

   Rushing off to the kitchen her skirt flapped up a bit, giving a brief glimpse of her ass.  Then she returned with napkins, and in the same fashion as the tray, set them on the table.  I noticed that she lingered longer than necessary in her bent over position, giving Bob a long look at her legs and whatever was beneath her skirt.

   That was when the doorbell rang.  "Oh, I’ll get that", she said speeding off to the front door causing her skirt to fly up again.  I wasn’t certain, but I thought she wasn’t wearing panties.  Three men came in the front door, greeted happily by my wife.  Though I didn’t know them exactly, I recognized them from the building.  Bob introduced us all.

   Given the events of the previous weekend I was a little uncomfortable with these strange men in my house, but what could I say?  It was obvious that Laura and Bob had invited them.  They took seats around the living room, and we all watched the game.  A few minutes later Laura came back with beers for everyone, and one by one handed them out, bending over in the same way she had for Bob.  So each guy got a good look down her top, and I got a couple looks at her from behind.  Her skirt was short enough that I knew she wasn’t wearing panties, but long enough that I couldn’t really see anything.

   For the next half hour she ran back and forth from the kitchen fetching things, snacks, beers, napkins, anything that anyone wanted.  Each time she would bend over giving everyone views of her cleavage or her legs, loving the attention.  Then Bob asked, “Hey Laura honey, it’s kind of hot in here, could you turn on the ceiling fan for us?”

   "Sure", she smiled big as she reached up to tug the chain on the fan.  When her arm extended all the way up it was just a little short of the chain, so she stretched up on her toes to reach.  The result was her fingers barely grabbing the chain, but her top slipped down and her breasts popped out the top.  The position also caused her skirt to ride up so high that everyone could see what she wasn’t wearing underneath.  Undeterred though, my wife kept working on the chain until finally she was able to give it a tug and start the fan spinning.

   Everyone was staring at her tits though, not caring about the fan anymore, if they did at all.  Slowly Laura lowered herself back to her feet and stood for a minute with her breasts hanging out for everyone to see, not trying to hide them at all.  Finally she grabbed her top and slipped it back up over her breasts, hiding them away while playfully saying, “Oops.”

   I felt relieved once they were safely away, but everyone else frowned.  Then Laura ran off to the kitchen blushing.  She didn’t stay long though, a few short minutes later and she returned with snacks.  Laura was now wearing heels, to go with her skirt and top, and they made her legs look great.  Once she’d set everything down Bob asked, “Laura, the fan isn’t going fast enough, could you adjust it for us?”

   "Sure", she answered smiling.  Again she reached up, and with help from the heels snagged the chain.  With her arm stretched out her top slipped down, causing her tits to fall out again.  Acting like she hadn’t even noticed that she was flashing the room she tugged the chain once and asked, “How’s that?”

   "I think that’s fine honey", I answered wanting her to cover herself.  Every guy in the room, except for me, had a hard on bulging against his pants.

   Bob jumped in and said, “It’s going to take a bit for the fan to speed up, why don’t we wait and see.”  So my wife stayed in that position, with her tits hanging out, for another minute until the fan had settled into its speed.  "That should be alright", Bob said.

   My wife let go of the fan, tucked her breasts away, and walked out of the room again.  For the rest of the game everyone else took turns asking my wife to do things, adjusting the fan, changing the volume on the television, fetching snacks, etc.  Laura seemed eager to please and was loving the attention, while I just stewed in my discomfort.

   One of the guys asked her to pick something up off the floor, and she bent over to pick it up.  As she bent over her skirt slipped all the way up, past her ass, until it was resting on her hips.  My wife’s perfect ass was visible, and everyone could clearly see that she wasn’t wearing any panties.  That’s when I noticed she’d shaved her pussy at some point.  Everyone else noticed too, and that became their favorite thing, to get her to bend over enough that they could see her bare pussy.

   No one really watched the game, everyone was trying to hide their erections while eyeing my wife.  Finally the game ended, Bob had Laura adjust the fan one more time, and then without putting her tits away she waved everyone goodbye.  Only Bob stayed behind.  I was shutting the door behind everyone, and when I turned around he was still sitting on the couch, she was standing in front of him, and he had his hands up my wife’s skirt.

   "What the hell?“, I yelled once Bob’s friends had left.

   "Laura and I made a bet”, Bob replied.  My wife only managed a small nod.

   "What kind of bet?“, again I was yelling mad.

   "I bet her that if she put on a show of herself for a room full of guys that she’d enjoy it.  So I’m checking to make sure that I actually won”, with that he pulled a hand out from under her skirt and held up two slick fingers.  "Looks like you’re wet as hell", he announced triumphantly.

   "What the fuck does that mean?“

   "Well if Laura had won that would mean she wasn’t sexually aroused by strange men, and I’d go home quietly.”

   "But…“, I asked.

   "But since I won, that means your wife is aroused by strange men, and there won’t be much quiet for a while.”  Bob looked up at my wife standing in front of him, “Pull down your top and show us your tits.”  Laura did with a smile.  "Now go stand in front of the window", he ordered.  This time she hesitated, our living room window looked out on the courtyard, which meant in the daylight almost the whole building would be able to see her.

   Slowly though she crossed the room and, with her back to the window, stepped up to it.  "Raise your skirt, and show off your ass.“  Laura did as she was told, pressing her ass into the window.  Bob had her pose with her breasts rubbed against the window, her ass stuck out with her pussy pressed to it, and more.

   Finally he got up from the couch and crossed the room to stand next to her.  "Do you like that?”, he asked.  My wife nodded.  "Are you horny now?“  Again she nodded.  "Do you need to cum?”

   "God yes", she breathed.

   "Alright, let’s do this then", Bob motioned to me, “Why don’t you come get behind her and make her cum?”  He turned Laura so that she was sideways to the window, facing him, and I moved across the room to them feeling lost and out of control.  He slowly pushed my wife to her knees, her tits still sticking out the top of her shirt.  The window went from floor to ceiling, so everything was still visible.

   As I knelt down behind my wife I realized that I didn’t have an erection, everything that had happened had me too upset to be aroused.  So I started fingering and licking my wife’s pussy.  She was really wet, wetter than I’d ever felt her.  There was little response from Laura to my explorations, so when she moaned suddenly I looked to see her face.

   Bob’s dick had been freed from his pants, it was as huge as I remembered, and my wife was sucking it as hard and fast as she could.  'Dammit!’, I thought.  She was able to keep her mouth on it, sucking up and down as much as she could, while still keeping one hand rubbing the shaft and one hand rubbing his balls.

   I pulled away from her pussy to shout a protest, but when I did I realized that I was starting to get hard.  Rather than saying something I pulled my dick from my pants and started jerking it.  It got hard as I watched my wife suck his dick, at one point licking around his balls while rubbing his dick shaft against her face.

   When I was fully hard I shoved my dick inside Laura, fucking her for all I was worth.  I was so turned on watching her suck another man’s cock that I exploded almost immediately, emptying my load inside her.  She didn’t seem to notice, not even when I withdrew, all of her attention was on Bob’s dick.

   So once I was moved out of the way she stood and turned to face the window, Bob pressed her against the glass, and grabbed her hips.  With no concern for pleasantness or care he shoved himself inside her, and Laura started moaning immediately.  He fucked her against the glass for nearly twenty minutes, and my wife came multiple times.  They were so vigorous that she had to grip the window frames for support.

   They changed position, doggy style, him lying on the floor, and her lying on the floor.  For over an hour they fucked right in front of the window, my wife cumming hard and often, just like the previous weekend.  I tried to get involved once, after I got hard again, but Laura just pushed me away and yelled at me.  She was obviously annoyed by the distraction.

   Finally Bob pulled out of my wife and announced he was cumming, so she wrapped her mouth around his dick and sucked down all of his seed.  Then, just to show her he was a good sport, he let her sit on his face as he ate her to another orgasm.  All in front of the window.  I actually spotted a few neighbors across the way watching from their windows, and ashamed, tried to hide in the dark of the apartment.

   It became a routine for us, Bob would come over for dinner during the week, which meant I would sit and eat while they would fuck all over the apartment.  Laura loved putting on shows too, in front of the window, with the windows open, and once with the front door open to the hallway of the building.  People in the building would always stop and stare.  My wife was always loud when getting fucked by Bob, and some people mentioned it to me.  Often she would scream lewd things, and some of the older women in the building gave me dirty looks thinking I was responsible or knowing that I wasn’t.

   On the weekends Bob and his friends would come over, and my wife always put on a show.  She would wear various outfits for them, something that was revealing or would easily slip as she moved.  One weekend she wore nothing but a thong and served everyone like that the whole day.  Another day all she wore was a white shirt, which kept getting splashed with water whenever she visited the kitchen.

   The favorite though was the day she wore a see through bra with sheer stockings,lacy garter, heels, and no panties at all.  That was the first day she ever fucked Bob while the others were in the apartment.  She came out from the kitchen once and everyone’s dicks were hard.  Bob actually took his out of his pants and held it up for her.  First she knelt in front of him and sucked it, getting it nice and wet.

   Everyone just watched breathless, unable to believe what was happening, but I watched broken and shamed.  When his dick was slick from her mouth she knelt over him and rode him right there on the couch.  My wife came a couple times, but Bob didn’t.  So he led her into the bedroom, and without shutting the door, proceeded to fuck her doggy style on our bed.  The game we were supposedly watching was forgotten as everyone watched the sex show through my bedroom door.

   Laura just looked over at everyone smiling as Bob plowed his huge dick in and out of her tight pussy.  It was obvious that a couple of the other guys wanted to get involved, but weren’t sure whether they should.  So when Bob blew his load inside her, he and Laura rolled off the bed and returned to the living room.  Everyone else returned to the living room with blue balls.  Bob got dressed, but my wife didn’t even clean the cum out of her pussy.  For the rest of the day she served us with Bob’s cum dripping down her thighs onto her stockings.

Home Alone (3rd part)

  When I woke up there was orange morning light outside.  The light was on in the bathroom, the shower was running, and I was alone in the bedroom.  A gag was back in my mouth and I was feeling dirty, thirsty, and hungry.  My body was sore all over.


  For a few minutes I struggled to get free of the extension cord that still bound me to the wood chest.  Then the shower stopped and I froze.  When the door to the bathroom opened my wife came out, wrapped in a towel, fresh out of the shower.  I hoped that she was coming to untie me, that maybe we were finally free, but my hopes were quickly dashed.  Right behind my wife was the thinner black man, coming out of the bathroom, also fresh from a shower.


  He was completely naked, his long cock hanging in front of him and swaying as he walked.  My wife went to the bed and laid down, and almost immediately she started snoring softly.  The black guy sat down in a chair that was now in the corner behind me, apparently moved there at some point during the night.  Over the next few minutes the other two guys came into the bedroom, they were carrying food and drinks which the three of them shared.


  There was a knock on the front door.  As far as I knew we weren’t expecting anyone, my wife and I were going to spend the whole weekend alone.  The thick black guy woke my wife, her towel had gotten loose in just the few minutes she was sleeping, and when she got up off the bed it fell completely away leaving her naked again.  Julie went to the window and peaked out, the thick black guy was standing right behind her.


  “It’s the neighbor”, my wife said.  "Bonnie looks like she wants to use the pool".  I only barely knew Bonnie, but I was good friends with her husband.  He would complain to me sometimes, there was a lack of sex in their marriage, and Bonnie never really seemed interested.  Bonnie was a knock out though, gorgeous red hair, pale skin, tons of freckles, nice ass, and firm C cup breasts.  Though I’d only been able to admire her body through a swimsuit when she would come play in our pool.


  “Ignore her, she’ll go away”, the white guy said from across the room.


  “She knows I’m home”, my wife said, “both our cars are in the driveway”.


  After a moment of silence the thick black guy said, “Put a robe on and go answer it”.  My wife turned to look at him and he finished, “And remember, we have your husband”.  Julie threw on her thin silk robe and went downstairs.  As soon as she was out of the room the thick black guy grabbed up a pair of my swim trunks, put them on, and then left the room.


  Julie was at the door talking to Bonnie, trying to make excuses to get Bonnie to leave.  My wife’s attempts were not having success, if anything Bonnie was getting suspicious.  Then the thick black guy came down the stairs and into the foyer behind my wife.  The conversation between Julie and Bonnie stopped, they were both surprised.


  “Hi, I’m Jeff”, the thick black guy introduced himself to our neighbor.  Julie stood there not sure what to do.  "We were about to go swimming", he said.  "Aren’t you going to invite your friend to come join us?“


  Bonnie didn’t wait for anyone else to say something, she just stepped inside past my wife, "Actually that’s why I came over”, Bonnie said with a happy smile on her face.  My wife was so stunned all she could do was shut the door and smile.


  The three of them went out back to the pool, the sun was coming up and starting to warm things up.  Bonnie stripped down to her bikini and sat down on a pool chair.  Turning to my wife the thick black man said, “Why don’t you go get changed into your suit and see what’s keeping your husband”.  Julie smiled and came back into the house leaving Bonnie to talk to him alone.


  My wife hurried up the stairs and came into the bedroom where I was still tied up.  Julie dropped her robe and started looking for a swimsuit.  The two guys were enjoying watching my naked wife poke around in the dresser, I could see the cock of the white guy starting to get hard.  He stepped up behind Julie, reached around her, and grabbed her tits.  She looked genuinely surprised, actually jumped a little, and she playfully tried to slap him away.  Julie pulled a bikini out of the dresser and the white guy said, “You don’t need that.  You’re not going swimming.  In a minute he’ll bring your friend up here and then we can have some more fun”.


  Julie looked scared and she said, “Oh God.  Not Bonnie.  Leave her out of this, just let her go”.  In response to my wife’s protests the thin black guy sitting behind me shot his foot forward and smashed my balls against the chest I was tied to.  Pain ran through my entire body, my stomach felt like it was caving in, and I screamed against the gag in my mouth.  Through the tears streaming from my eyes I could see my wife standing naked, head down, shamefully apologizing.


  The white guy pushed my wife to her knees and shook his half hard cock in her face.  She didn’t need to be told what to do, she just grabbed a hold of it and started sucking.  The thinner black guy behind me got up and went across to join them.  As soon as he stepped up to my wife she reached over with her free hand, grabbed his cock, and started stroking.  Her mouth bounced between the two cocks, licking up and down the shafts, her hands jerking them the whole time.  "I think she likes yours better, another black cock slut it seem", the white guy said.


  That was when Bonnie stepped into the bedroom.  Bonnie only made it one step into the bedroom before she stopped in her tracks, her eyes wide, and her jaw dropped.  My wife tried to pull her head off the black dick that was in her mouth, but the guy put his hands on either side of her head and held his dick in her mouth.  Julie squeaked and looked panicked.  I tried crying for help, but it was muffled by the gag.


  Bonnie tried to back out of the room, her intention to run obvious on her face, as she took in the scene before her.  "Oh my God!  Oh my God!“, Bonnie was stammering, afraid to look but unable to turn her eyes away.  She bumped into the thick black guy, he was standing to block the doorway, and he pushed forward against Bonnie forcing her to fall to the floor.


  The thick black guy grabbed her wrists, motioned to the white guy for help, and they wrestled Bonnie over to the bed.  She was screaming and yelling for help the whole time, trying to reach out for me or Julie, but I knew it was useless.  I was tied so tight I couldn’t move, much less get free, and Julie was too busy sucking the black cock in her hands.  Bonnie was overpowered by the two men, they held her down and tied her to the bed using the same restraints that my wife had been in the night before.


  "This one’s got big titties too”, the white guy said as he removed Bonnie’s bikini top.


  “Get the fuck off of me!  What are you doing?”, Bonnie screamed.


  The thick black guy ripped Bonnie’s bikini bottoms off and stuffed them in her mouth, muffling her screams.  "You’ll figure things out soon enough", he said to her.  With that he got up off the bed and removed the swim trunks.  Bonnie’s eyes went wide when she saw his huge dick hanging before him, and she immediately started squirming and yelling.


  My wife pulled her mouth off the big black dick in her mouth and said, “Don’t worry Bonnie, it only hurts at first”.  The only hard cock in the room was on the thinner black guy, and that only because my wife had only stopped sucking it a moment before.


  “Get over here babe”, the thick black guy said to my wife.  Without hesitation my wife got up, went over to the bed.  The thick black guy got off the bed and guided my wife to her knees in front of him.  She started sucking without any coercion from him.


  Bonnie yelled against the gag in her mouth, struggling to get loose.  The thinner black guy climbed up on the bed and straddled Bonnie’s chest.  As he knelt down she began to struggle more, bucking up and down, trying to throw him off, but it wasn’t working.  His weight was too much for her, and as he held her to the bed he put his long dick between her tits, tucking it under the strap of her bikini.  Then he reached down, squeezed her tits around his cock, and started sliding his dick back and forth.


  My wife was watching, her eyes riveted to what was happening to Bonnie.  "You guys haven’t done that with me", Julie said pouting.


  “You do have some glorious breasts”, the thick black guy said as he reached down and squeezed both Julie’s tits.  She moaned as she stuck his black cock back into her mouth.  "We’ll do that later if you’re good".


  Bonnie was looking at my wife incredulous, unable to believe what was happening, seemingly oblivious to the black guy humping her own tits.  The white guy stepped over to the bed, his big cock dangling inches from Bonnie’s face.  He looked down at Bonnie and said, “this is simple”, he pointed at me, “you do what we say or we hurt him”.  I exchanged a look with Bonnie, both of us afraid.  "You understand?“.  Bonnie nodded in response.  "Good, I’m going to take that out of your mouth, and then you’re going to put it to good use”, with that he waggled his limp white cock at her.


  The white guy leaned down and took Bonnie’s bikini bottoms out of her mouth.  Immediately she started screaming for help.  He shoved a pillow case into her mouth, the black guy on top of her got up and came across the room to me.  "I told you not to do that", the white guy said looking down at Bonnie.  He looked over at me and Bonnie followed his gaze.  The thin black guy hit me in my upturned face.  His fist connected solid, I heard something crack, and then I tasted blood.


  “See Bonnie”, my wife said, “they’re serious.  Do what they say.  Besides, you’ll love it”.  Bonnie’s only response was a muffled yell against the pillow case in her mouth.


  “One more time”, the white guy said to Bonnie.  He reached down and took the pillow case out of her mouth.


  “No!  No!  Get away from me!”, Bonnie yelled.


  I tried to yell through the gag in my mouth, to get Bonnie to stop, but it was no use.  The white guy shoved the pillowcase back into my neighbor’s mouth, but she kept squealing.  "What do we have to do to convince you?“, the white guy asked her.


  The thick black guy looked up from my wife, who was licking up and down the length of his shaft, and he said, "Well limp dick wasn’t real happy earlier with licking his wife’s pussy.  Maybe he wants to try something else”.


  All three guys smiled.  The thinner black guy and the white guy came over to me, untied the extension cord, and rolled me over.  Pain crept into my hands and legs, I’d been in that position too long.  When I was face down on the chest they tied me up again with the extension cord.  I couldn’t move my head, and all I could see was the bed in front of me, my wife on her knees beside it sucking the thick black dick to hardness.


  The white guy went into the bedroom, a second later he came out with our KY.  He walked across the bedroom and handed it to the thinner black guy who was now standing behind me.  I tried to turn my head to see what was happening, but was held fast to the chest.  "Oh yes", I heard my wife say, “yes.  Do that.  About time limp dick learned what that felt like”.


  I was confused until I felt a pressure on my asshole.  The white guy walked in front of me and smiled before moving back to the bed to join Bonnie.  I let out a muffled scream as the pressure against my asshole increased and became painful.  There was a grunt behind me from the thinner black guy, and then the pain in my ass exploded into a red haze.  Grunting and screaming against the gag in my mouth I tried to pull away, but I was tied down enough that I couldn’t get away.  Pain continued and there was an increasing pressure as something pushed its way deeper into my ass.


  Fear gripped me as the pain increased, I was being split apart, afraid that I would pass out from the pain.  "Yes, shove that black cock in his ass!“, my wife cheered.  "Show him what it feels like.  Teach limp dick how painful anal sex is”.  There was an increase in the pressure and pain, I felt his cock pushing deeper into my ass, and I yelled harder.


  “I think limp dick likes it”, the thick black guy said, “all that moaning and yelling must mean he’s enjoying it”.


  The white guy was up on the bed with Bonnie, he’d been jerking his cock while watching my wife suck the black cock in her hands, and it was now growing hard in his hands.  "You ready to cooperate baby?“, he asked Bonnie.  Not waiting for a response he leaned forward and put his cock at the opening to Bonnie’s pussy.  She yelled and squirmed and tried to get away, but it was all futile.


  He leaned forward, pushing his weight down onto Bonnie, and with his cock covered in KY, it slipped completely inside her in one motion.  She screamed loudly, still muffled, but clearly a scream of pain.  The white guy didn’t even seem to care, he just started fucking her, pumping his cock in and out of her cunt in quick, strong movements.  My wife looked up at the thick black guy and begged, "Can I get fucked now?  I’ve been good”.  To reinforce her point she kissed the base of his cock, now hard from her attention, and wiggled her tits up at him.


  “I guess since you’ve been so good”, the thick black man said.  He stood my wife up, bent her over the bed so that her face was inches from Bonnie’s, and then stepped up behind her guiding his cock right into her waiting snatch.


  Bonnie watched as my wife’s face contorted in pleasure.  Julie though was moaning loudly, lost in the throes of a continuous orgasm that started as soon as the huge black cock pushed all the way inside her.  The three strangers were fucking in rhythm, all groaning together.  My wife’s body would twitch violently as she came, her orgasms so strong they took control of her, and each one was accompanied by screams of pleasure.


  Meanwhile Bonnie had been watching with wide eyed disbelief, but after a few minutes she pushed her head back against the bed and closed her eyes.  The white stranger on top of her watched her tits bounce back and forth as he plowed his cock in and out of her unwilling pussy.  Bonnie had her eyes squeezed tightly shut, her hands pulling against the sheets that tied her down, and then her whole body slowly started to spasm.  The screams that were being stifled by her gag turned into moans.  It became obvious to everyone that Bonnie was cumming as her hips started jerking up to meet the thrusts of the big white cock that was penetrating her.


  Her orgasm lasted for almost two minutes, the whole time she moaned loudly against the gag in her mouth and strained her body.  Then she stopped, her body relaxed, and she fell onto the bed breathless.  The white guy stopped moving for a second, letting Bonnie get her breath back, still holding his cock deep inside her.  Julie also paused, holding the thick black cock inside her as she bent over the bed.  My wife reached up and pulled the pillow case out of Bonnie’s mouth, and Bonnie immediately took a huge breath.  "I told you that you’d like it", Julie said.


  “Holy shit!”, Bonnie replied still breathing heavy.


  “Haven’t cum like that in a while huh?”, the white guy said to Bonnie, his cock still stuck in her.


  “I haven’t cum like that ever”, Bonnie answered.


  “Wait til you try the others”, Julie said to Bonnie.


  A surprised look came over Bonnie’s face, she glanced around the room, “How long have you been doing this?”, she asked my wife.


  “All night and all morning”, Julie said.  Again Bonnie looked surprised.  She made to open her mouth to say something, but closed it again right away.  "Well there’s three of them, and if you give them enough attention their cocks can stay hard almost all the time".


  “But… how…”, Bonnie trailed off as the white guy again started moving in and out of her.  At the same time the thick black guy starting moving again, fucking his cock into my wife with greater vigor now.  Both women moaning furiously.  The black guy behind me resumed his strokes in and out of my ass, and the pain immediately returned.  I was crying, but both my wife and my neighbor were moaning in pleasure as they orgasmed again and again.


  The white guy was the first to cum, pushing himself deep into Bonnie as he did.  Bonnie immediately senses what was happening and her moans of pleasure turned into screams of distress, “No!  No!  Get off me!”  She bucked and jumped about, trying to throw him off of her, but it only served to excite him more.  He grabbed her hips, and pulled her tight against him as he emptied his load into her tight pussy.  Despite herself Bonnie moaned as his throbbing cock plunged deep into her.  "No!  Ohhh…  God no!“


  "What’s wrong?”, Julie asked our neighbor.


  “I’m not using any protection”, Bonnie said sounding really upset.


  “How are you… ohh… not on the pill?”, my wife said.


  “My husband and I haven’t been having sex”.


  “How long… umm… has it been?”, Julie had not slowed down her fucking at all, her ass was still smacking into the thick black cock buried in her.


  “Eight months”, Bonnie replied.  She sounded worried.


  “Trust me Bonnie, it’s so good… that you will be begging for their cum later”, Julie said.  "Watch this".  She looked back over her shoulder at the thick black guy that was fucking her and begged, “Please give me your cum.  Please fill my pussy.  Cum inside me.  Fill me up.  Give me that hot black cum”.  That was all it took and the thick black guy started cumming.  Julie pushed back against him, taking all of his cum in her pussy, yelling in pleasure the whole time.


  “She still said no to you though”, the black guy behind me said.  I was already crying from the pain, I couldn’t imagine it getting any worse.  "You want me to hurt this limp dick?“


  "Yes”, my wife replied, “Hurt the little dick bastard”.


  The black guy behind me reached down, grabbed my balls in his hand, and started crushing them.  I yelled as hard as I could against the gag in my mouth, but he kept squeezing.


  “Why are you doing that?”, Bonnie asked my wife.


  Julie slide off the thick black cock, which was starting to go limp, and replied, “That little limp dick bastard never made me cum like this.  All these years and there were beautiful cocks out there like this…”, with that she turned around, got on her knees, and started sucking the thick black cock that was still wet with her pussy juices.  "Mmm… and that little dick never told me.  He denied me pleasure like this.  Fuck him".  With that she went back to cleaning the thick black cock with her tongue like it was the only thing in the world that mattered.


  The pain was so intense, so overpowering, that I started to become numb to everything.  It must have been shock, my entire body sort of numb, and I felt like I was in a haze.  The dehydration, the lack of food, and the trauma to my body were just too much for me.


  Pain surged into me again from my ass, the black guy fucking me pushed himself in deep and then I felt his dick spasm.  There was a strange, warm sensation inside my ass, and I wasn’t sure what it was until the black guy behind me announced that he was cumming.  My wife cheered him on through the cock in her mouth.


  “Oh!”, Bonnie exclaimed as the white guy climbed up onto the bed next to her, slapping his half limp dick onto her face.  "What… what are you doing?“, she asked sounding afraid.


  "You need to clean my dick”, he said looking down at her.  Reluctantly Bonnie sucked just the head of his cock into her mouth, working as much of it as she could with just her head.  After a minute though she gave up, popped the dick out of her mouth, and said, “I can’t do this without my hands”.  To make the point she wiggled her hands against the sheets that were restraining her to the bed.


  “Okay”, the white guy replied, “but you behave or else there will be more pain”.  He reached over and untied the sheets from Bonnie’s wrists.  She reached up and grabbed his dick, licking up and down the length of it and sucking the head into her mouth.  The white guy meanwhile pulled her bikini top off, not that it mattered really since it had moved around so much from their fucking motion that her nipples were sticking out the top of it anyway.


  My wife meanwhile was still on her knees next to the bed, now sucking and licking the cock that had been in my ass a minute before.  The thick black guy had left the room, so it was just the two women gleefully sucking the two cocks.  Bonnie’s bikini top landed on the floor in front of me.


  After a few minutes the white guy got up off the bed and Julie got up off her knees, both cocks cleaned.  Bonnie sat up and made a motion toward the bathroom when the black guy said, “Where are you going?”


  Bonnie meekly replied, “To clean up”.


  “Bullshit”, he replied, “You don’t have to go in there to do that, we can do that right here”.  He waved at me with a hand, “This cuckold will lick your pussy clean and suck all the cum out of it”.  Reaching down he turned my head sideways and squeezed my cheeks painfully, causing my tongue to stick out a bit.  "We just flip him over and he’s a cum sucking machine.  Isn’t that right?“, he asked slapping my cheek.


  Bonnie looked intrigued at the idea, but Julie didn’t look happy at all.  "What?  No!”, Julie exclaimed, “I don’t want that limp dick bastard eating another woman’s pussy!”  A second after she said it Julie realized what she’d said, no.


  Both men looked over at her, but it was the black guy that spoke, “No huh?" 

 Julie covered her mouth with her hands, embarrassed.  "You want to get fucked again?”  My wife nodded.  "You want us to leave?“  She shook her head no.  "Good, then you’re going to do what we say”.  He pushed Bonnie back down onto the bed, grabbed my wife by her ponytail, and shoved her onto the foot of the bed.  Then he turned my wife’s head toward Bonnie’s pussy, pointed, and said, “You don’t want your husband to clean her pussy, then you do it”.


  Both women looked surprised, but after a moment of hesitation my wife gingerly leaned her head down and touched her tongue to Bonnie’s pussy.  At first she slowly wiggled her tongue up and down, just brushing Bonnie’s pussy lips.  Then Julie pushed a little deeper with her tongue, parting Bonnie’s lips, and a small glob of cum landed on my wife’s tongue.  That was when my wife started licking deeper and faster, pushing her tongue into Bonnie as far as it would go, holding Bonnie’s lips apart with her fingers.


  Bonnie started moaning, obviously enjoying the attention.  My wife was really going to town, licking faster and pushing her tongue deeper.  "Do you like that?“, the black guy asked.  My wife managed to moan something that sounded positive, Bonnie pinched her nipples and moaned louder.  "Alright”, he said, “now you do her”.  He pointed at Bonnie, she looked terrified.


  My wife didn’t hesitate, she just laid back on the bed and spread her legs wide.  Bonnie hesitated, so the white guy shoved her roughly forward, and her head fell into my wife’s lap.  Tentatively she looked up at my wife for reassurances, my wife looked lustful and desperate at the same time.  Slowly Bonnie extended her tongue and put it to my wife, just above her pussy.  The white guy saw that she was avoiding actually touching Julie’s pussy, so he smacked Bonnie on the ass hard.


  “Ow!”, she yelled.  Almost immediately there was a red mark showing up.  That was all that Bonnie needed, she put her tongue to my wife’s pussy and started licking.  Julie started moaning, wiggling her hips, and then Bonnie sucked my wife’s clit into her mouth.  An audible gasp escaped Julie, and it was obvious that both women were getting into it.


  “There’s still a bit of cum here”, one of the men said pointing at Bonnie’s snatch.  So both women moved around on the bed so they were in a sixty-nine position, with my wife on bottom.  It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, but I was so hurt and worn out that I couldn’t get hard at all.


  After a few minutes of watching, the guys announced that the women were done, and it was time to go downstairs.  Everyone fled downstairs, and I could hear mumbled voices.  The thick black guy came up and gave me some water, no food though.  He was still naked, but I noticed he was covered in water, I could only guess he’d been in our pool.  He must have seen me looking him over because he said, “We’re in your pool having some fun.  You want to watch?”


  I was too tired and sore to do anything, much less shake my head, so he just took that as a yes.  Effortlessly he picked me up and carried me downstairs into the kitchen.  "I can’t have you outside you understand?  You might do something… stupid.  So I’m going to tie you up in here where you can see everything and we can watch you.“


  He tied me to a chair using the electrical cord, and sat me so that I could see the entire back yard and pool through the sliding glass door.  I was still completely naked, and close enough to the door that if any of the neighbors cared to look they’d see me sitting there, though probably not with enough detail to see that I was tied up.

Home Alone (2nd part)

  When I came to I could hear the sounds of fucking coming from the master bedroom.  My wife’s moaning was loud and in a constant rhythm, ever now and then the bed would creak, and I could faintly hear the sound of bodies slapping together.  There was blood dripping from my face onto my chest and stomach.  Looking around I couldn’t see anyone else in the room, so I started trying to escape again.  I don’t know how long I struggled, but eventually I got one of my arms free.


   Using that I managed to get the sheet binding my other arm untied.  After that is was just a matter of minutes before I had completely gotten free.  The whole time the sounds of fucking from the next room continued, the constant sound of my wife being raped by these strange men.  My mind struggled with what to do next.  I decided that I had to escape the house and get help.


   Quietly I got up and sneaked out into the hall.  There was a soft light coming from the master bedroom, and I moved down the hall away from it.  I was keeping my eyes on the bedroom, so I didn’t see the thick black guy behind me when I reached the top of the stairs.  He grabbed me from behind, wrapping his muscular arms around me.  Yelling and struggling I tried to get away from him, but it was no use he was much stronger than I was.


   He started pushing me down the hall, using the size and weight of his body to muscle me forward.  I could feel his naked body pressing against mine.  He was wet with sweat, the thickness of his chest and cock pressing into my back, willing me forward.  Before I had all my wits about me he had pushed us into the master bedroom.  My wife was on the bed, on her hands and knees.  The thinner black guy was behind her, his huge cock pumping in and out of her pussy.  Her moaning was muffled because she had the cock of the white guy in her mouth, he was laying on the bed in front of her.  As we came into the room the black guy stopped his fucking motions, causing my wife to pop the cock out of her mouth and ask, “Why’d you stop?  Don’t stop”.  Then she saw us standing in the doorway.  "Oh".


   "Someone was trying to leave", the thick black guy said.  He had one arm wrapped under my arm and behind my neck, holding me immobile at a painful angle.


   "Stop trying to get away", my wife yelled at me.  She was wiggling her ass causing the cock held still inside of her to move ever so slightly.  "You’re messing this up", Julie scolded.


   "Well it’s obvious that limp dick wants to be in here", the white guy said.  "So bring him in here and let’s tie him down to something".


   "Maybe he wants some of the action", the black guy with his dick in my wife said.


   "I don’t want to fuck him", my wife responded.  "I only want big dicks now.  Come on… fuck me".  Julie started rocking back and forth on the big, black dick in her pussy.  The motion made her tits bounce beneath her and she started moaning again.


   "Help me here", the thick black guy said to the white guy still laying on the bed.  The chorus of moans started coming louder from my wife as he crossed the room.  Together the two men moved the small chest my wife and I kept at the end of the bed, bent me over it, and held me down.  "We need something better than the sheets".


   "Oohhh… there’s um…“, my wife was trying to say something between moans, "there’s some… oohhh… rope in… ooohhh… the garage… oohh fuuuck…”  I couldn’t believe that my wife was helping them.


   The thick black man held me down on the chest, in this position I couldn’t help but see what was happening on the bed.  My wife had at least one orgasm while we waited for the guy to get back with the rope, it was getting hard for me to tell when Julie was cumming and when she wasn’t.


   And then the guy got back, he came into the bedroom holding up our orange extension cord, “This was all I could find, it will have to do”.  The two of them proceeded to tie me to the chest, still naked, with the extension cord.  They bound me so tight that it was painful, and I feared it was cutting off circulation to my hands, but they also tied my head down and I couldn’t move any part of my body.  Once they were done they moved the chest, turning it and pushing it back against the wall, so that I had a clear view of the bedroom and the bed was in the middle of my view.  The only part of the bedroom that I couldn’t see was directly behind me actually.


   The white guy climbed back up on the bed and laid down on his back in front of my wife.  "Oh", my wife said pouting, “my limp dick husband made your cock soft.  Here… I’ll fix that…”.  With that she leaned down, grabbed his cock, and started stroking and licking it.  Still getting fucked from behind, my wife started working to make the cock in her hands and mouth grow, and she was having success.


   My view was blocked by the thick black guy stepping in front of me, his cock hanging right in front of my face, even soft it was huge.  He stuffed a piece of cloth into my mouth, it was too dark to tell what it was, but it tasted awful and smelled like sweat.  "That should keep you from making noise", he said.  "You like the view?“, he asked as he turned to look at the bed.


   I managed to shake my head weakly.  "No?”, he sounded surprised, “But you were trying so hard to get free.  You must want to be in here with us”.  I shook my head again.  "Let me explain something", he leaned in close and whispering he continued, “If you get out of here, if you leave the house, then we’ll be alone with your wife.  And if you go and tell someone then the only thing we can do is hurt your wife.  You don’t want that do you?”


   He paused for a minute to let me think about it, the moment filled with the moans of my wife floating down from the bed, her pussy and mouth wrapped around the cocks of two strangers.  I loved Julie, and even with the horrible things she was being forced to do she still looked beautiful.  So I shook my head.  "That’s good", he said with surprising softness.  "So you stay here, like a good little dick, and we’ll take good care of your wife.  If you behave, we might even let you have some fun.  Then at the end of the weekend, we leave and you don’t tell no one.  Right?“  There was a hard edge in his voice and any other feelings I had were replaced with fear, so I nodded in agreement.


   It looked like he was going to say something else, but was interrupted by a screaming moan coming from my wife.  Julie was definitely cumming, she was pushing back hard against the block cock buried in her cunt as her body shook.  From the sounds that the thinner black guy was making and the way he was grabbing Julie’s hips while pushing into her, it was obvious that he was cumming too.  The thinner black guy finished cumming, pumping the last of his semen into my wife’s cunt, but Julie orgasmed for at least another minute.  When she was done he pulled out of Julie, and moved off the bed.


   Julie moved herself forward, swung a leg forward, and straddled the white guy.  Moving carefully she positioned herself over his big cock, held it up with one hand, and then lowered herself down onto it.  She was already slick from the cum in her pussy, so his dick entered her easily, and without hesitation she slid herself all the way down.  They began humping right away, he put his hands on the sides of my wife’s chest to help brace her, and she started bumping herself up and down vigorously.


   After a minute of that she started cumming again, moaning loudly, and then as her orgasm overwhelmed her she said to the guy beneath her, "Cum for me!  Cum in my pussy!”.  Julie was practically screaming, I’d never seen her this sexually worked up.  I had no idea how long I’d been out, or what time it was, but she must have been going at this for hours already and she didn’t look like she was slowing down.  "Fill my pussy… fill me up… fuck me deep", Julie chanted to the white guy as she sat all the way down on his cock and then started rocking back and forth, wiggling it inside her.


   The white guy came, his head thrown back, moaning as he thrust his hips upward to empty his load into my wife.  Julie came again, a smaller orgasm, pinching her own nipples and massaging her breasts as she did.  When he finished my wife climbed off him and laid down on the bed.


   As she lay there catching her breath the thick black guy said, “You’ve got a lot of cum in your pussy”.  Julie just smiled in response.  He crossed to the bed and stood near my wife’s head, she looked up at his thick, black dick hanging before her and smiled more.  "We need to clean you up a bit", he said thoughtfully.  Then he came back over to me and started messing with the cord that I was tied down with.


   Before I knew what he was doing the cord was loosened, next he grabbed me, then rolled me over onto my back, and finally tightened the cord again.  I tried to move but it was no use.  The position was awkward, my torso and head were on the chest, but my legs were hanging off, my arms were tied to the sides, and my ass was just barely on the edge.  "That’s better", he said standing up.  He went back over to my wife and helped her stand up off the bed.  I was confused, and Julie looked slightly confused, but as he led her over to me things became clear.  "Let’s get all that jizz out of your pussy", he said to my wife smiling at her.


   The thick black guy guided my wife as she straddled my upturned head, and then held her hands as she lowered herself.  As her pussy inched closer to my face a drop of semen fell out of it and hit me on the nose.  "Clean her up nice and good", he said to me, “I told you we’d let you have some fun if you behaved”.  I opened my mouth to protest, but my cries were muffled as my wife’s pussy made contact with my face.


   For a few seconds I tried to turn my head away, cum was dripping out of Julie’s cunt and onto my mouth and nose.  It smelled musky and the taste was sharp and bitter.  I figured if I let her rub herself against my face for a minute then I wouldn’t have to deal with the nightmare of sucking the semen of strangers out of my wife.  And then there was a sharp pain in my groin, exploding fire coursing up through my body, and I lost my senses.


   When my vision cleared Julie was standing up again, still straddled over my head and looking down at me.  The thick black guy was between my legs at the end of the chest, his hand balled into a fist just inches from my dick and balls.  All I could think at that moment was that his fingers were each as big as (or bigger than) my dick, that’s how large these men were.


   "Now, you behave and lick that pussy.  You get all the cum out of it and lick it clean", he said to me.  That threatening tone was back in his voice, “or else”.  The last was just a whisper.


   I was holding completely still, partly from pain, but mostly from fear, and he just stayed in that position.  Julie reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair, she held my head still as she once again lowered herself onto my face.  The musky smell coming from my wife’s pussy was overpowering.  More semen leaked out as her cunt made contact with my face.  Fearing more pain I shyly worked my tongue out between my lips and ran it up the length of my wife’s pussy.  My hesitation was obvious to Julie and using her hold on my hair she raised my head up and then smacked it down hard into the wood chest, “Do it right”, Julie commanded.  She had a stern look on her face as she looked down at me.


   The taste was horrible, the sharp faded a little into more bitter, but the bitter never went away.  It wasn’t particularly salty was all I could really think.  But I did my best, pushing my tongue into my wife’s cunt, sucking on it, and kissing her clit.  After a minute I was going down on her like I normally do, but she didn’t seem particularly aroused by it.  Normally I could get my wife off by eating her out, but she didn’t look like she was close to cumming at all.  I don’t know how long I was in that position, sucking and licking the cum out of my wife, all while staring up at her big tits hanging above me, but eventually Julie lifted herself up off my face.


   Once she was standing all the way up she moved away from me, still naked she to the open window and stood in front of it.  "You didn’t even make the lady cum", the thick black guy said to me, “What kind of limp dick husband must you be?”  He left me in that position, some semen drying on my face, awkwardly laying on my back.  I was starting to get pain in my legs and arms from being in that position.  He got up from between my legs and crossed the bedroom to where my wife was standing at the window.


   Julie had her arms up, her hands on either side of the window above her head, and she was leaning forward into the breeze coming in from the open window.  I was thankful there were no lights on, only the few remaining candles casting a dim light across the bedroom.  Had there been light I was certain that many of the neighbors would have been able to see my wife’s naked body as she stood in the window.  Looking around I didn’t see the other two men, it was just me, my wife, and the thick black man that was now easing himself up behind my wife.


   "I’m just cooling off", she said over her shoulder to him.  As he took the last step, his legs planted right next to hers, he reached around my wife and cupped her breasts.  "Mmm…“, Julie moaned softly as he massaged them gently.  His huge, black cock was hanging low, and though it was still soft, I saw it jump as it started to come to life.  He pressed himself forward, at the same time pulling my wife back, their two bodies meeting at the hips.  Julie’s soft, pink pussy lips rubbed against his cock, and she slowly wiggled her hips up and down.


   They stayed there for a minute, my wife wiggling herself against his cock while moaning softly, obviously enjoying the sensation.  His dick had stopped growing though, it was just hanging low and thick.  "My turn to cool off”, he said in her ear.  With that he pulled my wife back from the window, stepped into her place, and turned them so his back was to the window.  Julie only stayed facing me for a minute, she quickly turned around to face him and then dropped to her knees.


   Without any prompting from him she started running her tongue over the head of his dick and then down the length.  When she reached the bottom she used one hand to hold his cock up and out of the way, and then with her other hand she cupped his balls and brought them up to her mouth.  Julie rarely gave me head, and she never paid attention to me the way she was this stranger.  I watched as she ran her tongue around his balls, kissing them softly, before returning to his dick.  She stroked his dick with both hands, and as she worked to get it hard, I couldn’t help but think how small her hands looked wrapped around it.


   The pale hands of my petite wife contrasted starkly against the darkness of his huge, black dick.  Julie tried to work his cock into her mouth, but she was barely able to get her lips past the head, it was just too big.  Undeterred though, she kept working her hands up and down, increasing her pace as his cock got harder and harder from her attention.  She kept stroking as she leaned in, then started licking and kissing around the base of his cock, slowly working her way down to his balls again.


   He was looking down at her, enjoying the feelings that she was giving him, while standing directly in front of the window as the breeze came in and rolled over them bringing the smell of sweat and sex to me.  Julie moved one of her hands down to her pussy and started rubbing and fingering herself, all while sucking on his balls and jerking his thick cock.  From my vantage point I could see my wife’s tits from the side, hanging beautifully in front of her, bouncing slightly as she stroked his shaft.


   The thick black guy had his hands on either side of Julie’s head, guiding her movements, but he shifted them down to her shoulders and helped her stand up.  "Ready for a fucking baby?“, he asked her softly, looking her in the eyes.


   "God yes!”, Julie said.  "I need to cum".


   Without saying anything he turned my wife around so that she was square in the middle of the window, facing outside, her white skin outlined by the pitch black night beyond, and pushed her forward slightly so that her ass was sticking out behind her and her breasts were hanging heavily in front of her.  Then he stepped in behind her, spread her legs with his foot, and then grabbed his cock and guided it toward her waiting snatch.  As he closed the distance, he put a hand on her hip, and held Julie steady as he pushed inside her.


   She tried to pull away, it was obviously still a bit painful, but he held her still with his powerful arm.  Julie let out a sharp gasp as he pushed a bit harder, forcing more of himself inside her.  Then, when he was most of the way in, he paused.  They were both breathing slowly, but heavily.  He moved his other hand to Julies hip, so that he was holding her from both sides, and then he thrust himself forward violently burying the remainder of his dick.


   Julie had been bracing herself by holding onto the sides of the window frame, but his thrust was so powerful that she almost lost her grip and fell into the screen.  She let out a short scream, partly from pain, but some from fear.  It was a reminder from him that he was in control, and despite how soft he had been a few minutes ago, it brought the reality of the situation back.  He didn’t give her a chance to regain her composure, instead he just started fucking her, pounding his thick meat into her from behind at a violent pace.


   My wife scrambled to get her hands back into place on the window frame so that she could hold herself up and avoid falling into the window screen.  Once she had her grip back she started moaning in pleasure and grunting in pain.  He held her hips firm, it was probably the only thing that allowed her to regain her grip.  Once he had gotten into his stride he shifted his hands from my wife’s hips to her tits.


   As he started massaging Julie’s breasts she started moaning louder.  I feared that with the two of them standing in the window like that they would be seen by our neighbors.  Julie seemed to be getting more turned on by the prospect.  My wife was slamming her ass back against the thick black man as he was slamming forward.  I could only lay there and watch as his huge cock pushed in and out of her cunt.  They were there for a while, slowly Julie bent over, her tits hanging beneath her in the grip of the black man that was fucking her.


   Her moans were so loud and constant that I couldn’t tell when she orgasmed, but I knew when he started cumming.  He started grunting, pushing his cock harder into Julie’s cunt, and with his hands still on her tits he pulled her back against him and held her tight.  I could see the spasms in his balls as he emptied his load into my wife’s cunt, and with each jerk of his cock Julie would squeak loudly.  "Oh fuck…“, Julie said trailing off into a moan.


   "You like that baby?”, the thick black man said, his cock still stuck in my wife’s pussy, his hands still massaging her tits.  In answer she turned slightly and kissed him, I could see their tongues wrestling with each other.


   "God… I started cumming and I didn’t stop", she said.


   "You made enough noise I think the whole neighborhood heard you", he replied.  Julie just smiled and kissed him again.  He pushed her forward a bit and pulled back, his big cock falling out of her pussy.


   "You made me really messy", my wife said to the thick black guy.


   "Well you know how to get clean", he said to her as he waved toward me.  Fear started to come over me again.  I had no idea what the guy was going to do, but he led my wife over to me and helped her position herself over my face.  Once again Julie squatted down, lowering her pussy onto my face.  The thick black guy was looking down at me with a stern look on his face.


   The taste was awful, it was musky and bitter, and his sperm spilled out of my wife’s pussy and all over my face.  Julie was looking down at me, smiling as I worked my tongue into her pussy and sucked this stranger’s cum out.  But I was watching the thick black man, and he was watching me.  It was so awful that I couldn’t help but make a face of disgust.  The black guy just watched as I licked and sucked at my wife’s pussy.


   Julie for her part seemed to enjoy it, she orgasmed once, it was small, but I could tell.  When she came her pussy tightened and squeezed more semen out into my mouth.  I actually choked a bit, and as soon as my wife’s short lived orgasm was finished she stood up off my face and went to the bed, collapsing onto it.


   "Did you like that baby?“, the thick black man asked my wife.


   "Eh”, Julie replied, “not really.  His tongue is as pathetic as his dick”.


   He looked down at me again, a mean look on his face, and I feared her was going to hurt me more.  "You didn’t do a good job for the lady", he said to me.  "You want me to hurt you again?“  I shook my head as much as I could.  "Well, you still need to be punished.  Isn’t that right?”


   "Yes he does", my wife agreed.  "Punish the limp dick".


   "You cleaned your wife, now clean me", he said.  I was confused, but before I could respond he knelt down in front of me and slapped his still half hard dick in my face.  As much as I could, I flinched.  My mouth was hanging open in shock, and he took advantage of that and stuck his thick, black cock deep into my mouth.  I gagged instantly, and he pulled out slightly.


   Julie sat up on the bed and when she saw what this stranger was doing to me she exclaimed, “Yes!”, a big smile on her face.  "Do that!  Make him suck and lick your cock.  It’s about time he knew what it was like, making me do it all these years".  As she said this the guy began to work his dick in and out of my mouth.


   The taste was unsurprisingly horrible.  I was on the verge of throwing up.  "Lick and suck me clean", the thick black guy said looking down at me angrily.  As much as I could I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out.  I couldn’t really move in my position, but that didn’t stop him from holding his cock with one hand and pushing it in and out of my mouth.  On every thrust in I would gag, and each time I did he would pull him dick out of my mouth and slide it across my lips.  This would result in a glob of juice forming on my lips, a combination of my wife’s pussy juices, his semen, and my own phlegm.


   Then he would shove his dick back into my mouth, pushing this glob with it.  "Yes", I heard my wife say, “That’s what a real man’s dick is like.  Too bad your not like that”.  From what I could see Julie was kneeling on the bed, legs spread, rubbing her pussy and squeezing a tit while watching me get fucked in the mouth.  His dick started to get harder as he watched my wife getting herself off, and as it got bigger I couldn’t keep it in my mouth without gagging.


   "You like watching this baby?“, the thick black guy asked looking over at Julie.


   "Oh yes”, my wife replied, “I like watching you make limp dick suck your huge dick.  A man’s cock”.  He shoved his dick deep into my mouth, making me gag so hard my eyes watered.  I continued to cough as I heard my wife say, “Come here and let me do that.  Mmm… now this is how to suck a cock”.  I could hear my wife moaning as I fought for breath, and then I passed out.

Swinger’s Party

My wife and I went to a swinger’s party at a neighborhood house.  Cheryl knew the couple better than I did since she was a stay at home mom.  She and I had talked about swinging before, and we decided to visit the party and see what it was like.  Then if we felt in the mood we’d play with each other.  But we’d set a strict line that we wouldn’t interact sexually with other people, this visit was simply exploratory.

By the time we arrived everyone else was already completely or mostly naked.  People were all over the house in various states of sexual activity.  Watching the neighborhood wives getting pounded got me instantly hard.  After a few minutes of mingling my wife and I found a corner for ourselves.

Cheryl sat me down and pulled my cock out.  She started sucking me off like never before.  As she was gobbling my cock another man came up to us and waved his dick toward my wife.  I couldn’t help but notice that he was bigger than me.  Without taking her mouth off me Cheryl wrapped a hand around his shaft and started stroking him.

Even though we’d agreed to only interact with each other, it aroused me to watch my wife jerk off another man.  In less than a minute I started cumming, emptying into my wife’s mouth.  Cheryl swallowed every drop.  Then we switched positions, so she was sitting and my head was between her legs.  With her pants and panties removed I started working on her clit.

The action around us had obviously turned her on too because she grabbed two handfuls of my hair and pulled my head deep into her pussy.  I could only watch as the man standing next to us guided his big dick into my wife’s mouth.  And protest I tried to make was muffled by Cheryl’s thighs.

Soon I realized that as I paid less attention to my wife’s cunt and more to pulling away the less distracted she was and the more she was focused on sucking the stranger’s dick.  So I focused on making my wife cum as quickly as I could, fingers and tongue working to the best of my ability.  I figured if she had an orgasm we could leave and that would be it.

A few minutes later and my wife came.  Her hips shook, she tightened around my head, her moans reached peak crescendo.  The stranger’s dick fell from her mouth as she calmed down and released me.  Thinking that was it I stood and straightened my clothes.  When I tried handing my wife her clothes she said, “I need to be fucked.  I’m so turned on now.”

We both looked down at my limp dick.  I’d never had the capability to get hard twice in one night much less within ten minutes and Cheryl knew that.  The stranger said, “I can help with that”, as he wiggled his big dick at her.

Both of us looked at it and I thought, ‘There’s no way.  We agreed’.  But there was a different intention on Cheryl’s face.

“Let’s go somewhere more comfortable”, the guy said taking my wife by the hand and leading her upstairs.  Standing there holding her pants and panties I watched them walk up the stairs, her ass visible and pussy wet.

They disappeared around a corner and I wasn’t sure what to do.  A woman I partially recognized walked by.  My limp dick, which now looked petite didn’t even jump as this attractive, naked woman walked past.  She saw me holding the panties and teasingly she asked, “Those yours?”

With a leer my only response I decided to go upstairs, find my wife, and take her home.  Once upstairs though I didn’t know which of the five doors she was behind.  Behind the first were three women, laying in a triangle, eating each other out.  Second was an empty bathroom.  Third was a woman getting double penetrated by two guys.  Fourth was locked and the fifth was a closet.

'Cheryl must be behind the locked door’, I thought.  Ineffectively I tried to open the door again, hoping perhaps I hadn’t turned the knob correctly, but it was still locked.  Putting my ear against the door I listened, wanting to hear any clue of the activity within.

“Oh fuck”, my wife moaned.  It was muffled coming through the door, but I could barely hear that it was here.  "No, no.  Nice and slow, you’re bigger than I’ve had.“  More moaning occurred, "Yes.  God yes.  All the way.”

Then the unmistakable sounds of fucking started.  Bodies slapping against each other, moans, a bed shaking.  Timidly I knocked on the door, “Cheryl?”

The moaning stopped by the other sounds continued.  My wife answered breathy, through the door, “Just a minute honey.  I, uh, need just a minute.”  Then the moaning picked up again.  For a few more minutes I stood there listening, the sounds grew louder and I no longer need my ear against the door to hear the activity inside.

When I couldn’t stand it any longer I knocked again, “Cheryl?”  This time there was no response and no break in the rhythm of sounds escaping the room.  Feeling deflated I went downstairs and, unsure what to do, sat down by the front door.

I realized I was still holding my wife’s clothes when the same woman from before came by.  "Are those your wife’s?“, she asked less playfully this time.  Nodding was the only response I could manage.  It became obvious she didn’t know what to say, "Where is she?  Didn’t she go upstairs with John?”

“Upstairs, the room on the right”, again I nodded.

“Oh”, she sounded surprised.  "That’s the master bedroom.  My husband was in the master bathroom a while ago.“  With a big smile she said, "Guess she’s keeping him and John entertained.”

As she walked away all I could think about was what Cheryl might be doing along in a bedroom with two strange men.  There was no power in my legs, they wouldn’t work, and despite my desire to take my wife home I didn’t have the willpower to move.

Time passed, I lost track of how much, but my attention focused when I saw two men heading upstairs.  Both of their cocks were large and hard.  One said to the other, “I hear that new wife is in the master bedroom.”

“The one with the large tits?”, the second guy asked.

“Yep.  And apparently she’s really wild and horny.”  Their conversation turned to quiet laughter as they reached the top of the stairs.  Sneaking up the stairs behind them I peeked around the corner.  I only caught a glimpse of them as a man, not the stranger from before, let these two men into the room where I’d last heard my wife.

Part of me had to know what was going on behind the door, but most of me didn’t want to know.  Somehow, I thought, if I couldn’t see it then it wasn’t really happening.  The sounds coming through the door told me otherwise though.  Unable to stand anymore I left the party and drove myself home.  Cheryl didn’t return home until midday the following day.  Some man I’d never seen dropped her off in the driveway, left without a word, and Cheryl came into the house wearing only a robe.

Scuba Honeymoon

My wife and I went on honeymoon to a nice island in the Caribbean.  I had just turned 20 and Debby was still 19.  She was absolutely beautiful, with long red hair, large D cup breasts, and a tight ass.  Our flight down was delayed, so we didn’t get into the hotel room until nearly 3 am, and that was after our 9 am marriage ceremony.  We were both so tired that we just fell into bed and went right to sleep.

The following morning we got up and headed down to the beach.  I didn’t think anything strange about our lack of sexual contact, we had two weeks of honeymoon and we were both still quite tired.  We staked out a nice spot on the beach, with a great view of the bay, and relaxed in the sun.

Apparently the little strip of beach we were on was owned by the hotel, which catered to European guests, and as such nude sunbathing was allowed.  There were only a few people on the beach naked or topless, but my wife decided to join them by removing her top.  My dick got hard in my trunks as I enjoyed the view and I noticed other men on the beach glancing my wife’s way.

At the end of our first hour on the beach we were approached by a black man who was obviously local.  He was completely naked and well built, his skin was darkened evenly all over implying he wandered around naked a lot, and he carried himself with a confidence at odds with being exposed to strangers.  Stopping right in front of us he asked, “Would you like to go scuba diving?”

It seemed like an interesting proposition, but not with a strange, naked man, so I answered, “No thanks.”

Debby shot back, “Oh come on, that sounds like fun.”

I was so tired I was having trouble staying awake on the beach, so I couldn’t imagine putting in the effort to scuba dive.  "My boat is right there", the man said pointing to a boat anchored about forty meters from the shore.  "We can go there, and I can show you how to scuba.“

Unable to help myself, I noticed that this dick waggled back and forth as he moved and pointed.  It was long and thick, and mesmerizing as it swayed.  My wife was watching it also.  "I don’t think so”, I answered again, “I’d like to just relax.”

“Well I want to go”, Debby said standing up.

“Ah, yes”, the strange man replied in his odd accent, “This is good, come I will show you.”

My wife turned and looked at me, “Are you sure you’re not coming?”

Though I didn’t want to go, I disliked the idea of leaving my wife with some stranger.  So I gave an excuse to buy me some time and her some safety, “I’ll take our stuff back to the room and then come meet you on the boat.”

“Ah, yes.  This is okay”, the man said smiling.

So as I got up and started gathering our things to return to the hotel room, my wife walked down to the water’s edge with this strange, black man.  I had my hands full of stuff as I watched them slip into the water.  It was obvious they were joking and laughing, and then something unexpected happened.

This strange man picked my wife up off her feet, holding her sideways in his arms, with almost no effort.  Debby threw her arms around his neck for support, and smiled looking back at me.  That was when I realized she wasn’t wearing a top, just her bikini bottom.  Her bare tits were firmly pressed against his dark chest.

He carried her out into the water until they had to swim to his boat before reaching the diving deck.  Knowing where my wife was I felt safe to return to the hotel room with our belongings.  When I dropped all the stuff off in the hotel room I felt overwhelmed with fatigue.  More than anything I wanted to lay down and take a nap, but I feared for my wife’s safety.  Reluctantly I decided to head back out to the beach and make sure she was alright.

It took me almost half an hour to walk to the hotel from the beach and back.  Once back on the beach I spotted his boat, in the same location, and started the slow trek through the water to it.  As I pulled myself up from the water and onto his diving deck I started to wonder whether they were already diving.

Sure enough a quick look around confirmed that the boat was empty, a couple of scuba tanks were obviously missing, so I figured they would be beneath the water.  Problem was, I had no idea how to scuba dive myself, so I couldn’t go down there to confirm.  I leaned over the side of the boat and looked down into the water, but didn’t see anyone there.

Then I thought to look off the front of the boat, and though it was difficult to be sure I thought I saw a couple of shapes under the water, a short distance off the front of the boat.  One of the shapes was rather dark and the other was rather pale.  'That has to be them’, I thought.

Content that it was my wife and the strange man diving I sat down on the boat to wait for them.  A half hour went by and they didn’t come up, in fact it didn’t look like they’d moved when I glanced back over the front again.  Every few minutes I’d checked, but they were always right there next to each other.

I gave up again and went back to the beach.  Sitting in the shade of a hotel umbrella was quite relaxing, I almost fell asleep, but I was able to see when my wife and the strange man climbed out of the water back onto the boat.  Neither had put on any more clothes.

‘Finally’, I thought as I got up from the chair and started the journey back to the boat.  It took me quite a while to swim back through the water to the boat.  I got a hold on the diving deck, and pulled myself aboard.  The boat wasn’t moving very fast, but it was moving out of the bay and toward the ocean.

'Lucky I got here before it got too far out’, I thought.  Heading toward the front of the boat, I wanted to talk to the man and see where he was taking the boat, and my wife, without me.  There at the helm was the black man, Debby was on her knees sucking his cock.  One of her hands was working his shaft in time with her mouth, the other hand had pushed her bikini bottom aside and was rubbing her clit.

“What the fuck?”, I froze in place at the sight.

My wife jumped up in shock.  "Oh god", she exclaimed as she ran past me into the cabin.

The black stranger turned, his dick still half hard, “You must understand.  We were under water, one thing lead to another, and it just continued from there”, he explained.

“What the fuck?”, anger seethed from me.

“Here”, his accent again, “I show you.”  He turned a small television on, it showed an underwater view beneath the boat.  Then he pushed a couple more buttons and it started playing a tape, obviously from earlier because the sea floor wasn’t rolling by.  A moment later my wife and the man swam into view, dressed the same, wearing the scuba gear.  He fast forwarded through the minutes of them looking about, and I noticed their bodies rubbing against each other.

Then he slowed it down to normal speed and I watched incredulously as he put his hands around my wife’s waist and pulled her to him.  Now with their bodies folded into each other he grabbed two handfuls of her tits and started kneading them.  Instead of pushing him away or fleeing my wife instead pushed back against him, grabbed his dick with one hand, and started jerking him off.

They fondled each other for a bit before one of his hands slipped down inside her bikini bottoms, which Debby didn’t resist at all.  After another minute it was obvious his dick was fully hard and he pushed my wife forward a bit, bending her at the waist.  Debby reached back and pulled her bikini bottoms aside as he guided his long, dark dick into her.  Incredulously I watched as they started fucking, right there under water, beneath the boat.

It was a perfect view from the underwater camera from the boat, he must have planned it and positioned things purposefully.  I recognized the position from my earlier visit, when I’d seen their shapes near each other through the water.  What I had mistaken for playful inspection of the ocean floor was actually raunchy adultery!  Just married, and this stranger had fucked my wife before I had.

“So you see”, the stranger said.

“Fuck no!”, I yelled still angry.  "Turn this boat around, I’m going back to the hotel.“

"I cannot”, he replied.  Turning on him I was going to give him an earful, but he explained, “We are too far out now”, he pointed toward the now distant bay as the boat kept slipping farther away from shore.  "The water will be too shallow this time of day to get back into the bay.“

"Take me back to shore!”, I screamed.

“I cannot”, he shrugged completely calm with his stupid accent, “There is no where to drop you off that we have gas to go.  We must wait for the tide.  Just a few hours”.  He turned away from the controls as if that were the last of the conversation.  Taking the key with him he disappeared into the cabin and said, “Sit and look at the ocean, relax.”

The boat wasn’t very big and I could hear them talking through the cabin door, though it was too muffled for me to make out the words.  After a minute the talking stopped and everything got quite except for the sounds of the water against the boat.  Minutes later and I could hear commotion coming from the cabin.  Then I heard banging noises and moaning.

Fearing what was happening I walked over and opened the door to the cabin.  Sure enough, my wife was on her back with the black stranger atop her, his large black dick stretching out her pussy as he pounded her.  Their fucking was so vigorous they were flailing back and forth on the bed, my wife’s legs swaying in the air above his back knocking into things.  They were both moaning loudly.

“What the fuck?!”, I yelled.

Slowing without stopping my wife looked at me around the stranger’s body and she said, “We’re going to be out here for a few hours and I’m not done getting fucked.  I mean look at this size of his dick”, a moan interrupted her, “If you’re going to watch, be quiet.  If not, go away.”  With that she hooked her ankles over his shoulders and resumed fucking him at full speed.

For a minute all I could do was watch in mesmerized horror.  Her bikini bottoms were hanging from one ankle, swaying back and forth every time his massive cock penetrated her.  When she had an orgasm she cussed like I’d never heard, “Oh yes.  Fuck my pussy!  Fill up my cunt!  Give me that dark dick!”, before losing herself in screams of pleasure.

I closed the door and went to the far end of the boat in a vain attempt to escape the noise.  It didn’t matter where on the boat I went, I could hear my wife’s constant moans of pleasure, the screams and cussing that accompanied her orgasms.  For what seemed like forever the only reprieve I received from the noises were when they changed positions.

After hours the cabin door opened and the black stranger went to the helm, checked some things, drank a bottle of water, smiled at me, then went back into the cabin.  As he entered I heard my wife say, “No, leave the door open.”

“The breeze?”, the stranger asked.

“Yes”, Debby replied.

“We can just out here”, he smiled.  My wife emerged from the cabin, still naked, dripping with sweat.  The air made her nipples hard and her skin shimmer.  He sat in the captain’s chair and started steering us back toward the shore.  Debby got on her knees in front of him and sucked his cock.  When he was hard again she sat on his lap, fucking herself on his huge dick while rubbing her tits in her face.

As we got closer to shore I was more certain that the noises she was making were reaching the shore and people would know what was happening.  Finally he brought the boat to a stop in the bay and my wife yelled out one final orgasm, “Yes!  Give me more of your black seed!”  Sure enough he emptied himself inside her, I could see his dick throb as his hips shot up so he was deep inside my wife.

I got off the boat into the water and headed for shore.  My wife followed behind me, but not before the strange, black man said, “You come scuba tomorrow, we do it again.”  When we reached the shore my wife was still naked.  Many people on the beach were looking at us and some of them were smiling and laughing knowingly.  The rest of the honeymoon I spent angry and my wife spent sunbathing nude, scuba diving, and taking boat tours with local guides.