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(MMF, wife, bi, exh, mast, d/s) *** The parking lot was muddy, dimly lit and Seve stepped in a mud puddle on her way to the entrance and splashed mud on her carefully selected dress. Inside an entry area and out of the weather the doorman protectively announced, "Private party tonight. You people got an invite?" When we left the house just before eight p.m., I thought we were heading just across town, but an hour into the drive down the highway she told me to follow she revealed our true destination which was across yet another state line. I drove for two more hours in the darkness and rain before we arrived. "We are Jimbo's guests. I'm Seve and this is my... my friend, Don," she told the oversized muscle-bound bearded man not saying husband and asked him, "Got something I can use to get this mud off my shoes and dress? He took a took a towel from a short stack of them behind the bar-like counter where he stood guard to the front entrance of the club, walked around to her, took a bottle of water and wet the still dingy looking off- white terrycloth material even though it had been washed and folded. "Hand me them shoes," he told her, giving away that he was not a professor of English at the local University only dressed up as a biker for Halloween. Seve did and he cleaned them for her one at a time before he knelt down and wiped away the first of two mud spots from the front her dress with his sopping wet towel and blotted it with a dry one he fetched. "What is this costume anyway?" he asked, and then commented, "I can see your friend is another sissy-looking pirate, plenty of them inside, but I don't get yours." He smirked as he looked me over and waited for her to tell him. "Jimbo told me to just dress up really nice for him, something sophisticated. Well, he actually said, "Real fancy-like," Seve answered. "I started to come as Marilyn Monroe, but I didn't like the blond wig. Think this is good enough?" she explained and asked. "Yep, I reckon so," he told her and asked, "You the one he met in that chat room?" "Yes," she told him. "You know once I let you through that door, you ain't gonna get out of there without getting used by him..." he paused, "...and maybe some more," he warned. "I know," she told him. "Why would a... ah... never mind," he started to ask and thought better of it. Instead, he went in a totally different direction. "Mind if I have a look underneath here?" "Okay," she agreed, far too agreeably to my way of thinking. "Damn, you are fine, Lady; fucking crazy, but fine," he told her looking at her lacy blue thong panty while she held her dress up for him as she turned to let him see both sides, actually all sides, twice. "Thanks for you help with the mud," she said with a smile. "You bet... no problem at all. Hope you know what you are doing," he answered. "It is just something I need to experience once," she told him. He looked at me and asked, "You gonna let her do this?" "She will do it with or without me," I told him, "I don't figure it will be any worse with me here to drive her home." "Reckon not," he said and shook his head with a distinct mixture of disapproval and regret that the woman he had just met, a woman with which he had the briefest of casual connections was going to go play unimaginable sex games with a group of men the likes of which she had never known or could not have imagined, not in her right mind and done it anyway. I wondered if he had seen this same scene unfold before with other women and I wanted to ask. My head was full of questions, but he took a key that surely weighted a quarter pound and opened a wide steel door with it and let us through. However disapproving and concerned he was for her, I was ten times, a hundred times more so. The tumbler in the lock and the plunger sounded of cold heavy steel, hard, unforgiving and unmovable when he locked the door behind us. When he saw her, the bartender wheeled and hit the pause button on the CD player feeding the house music system and every head in the place turned to look at her. Brown eyes on dark leathery bearded faces from every direction stared at the brightness of her fair skin and the clothes she wore, all blue from head to foot, except for the fake sapphires and cubit zirconium diamonds I insisted she wear instead of her real jewelry. I saw a couple sets of green and blue eyes around the room also, as if thrown in just as tokens of needless hope for civility. Beer bottles and drink glasses moving to or away from lips beforehand settled down on tables and the bar in orderly unison and they all started with unbelieving eyes at Seve in her iridescent blue party dress, matching heels and glistening jewelry suited for the Governor's ball, but utterly out of place there, insultingly condescending and preppy looking as she appeared in the midst of them and looked over the crowd. "Is Jimbo here yet?" she asked with such ill-advised innocence nobody could believe their ears, and only barely me. Everyone who had been staring at her turned to watch a bearded barrel-chested biker with tattoos covering both arms and his neck lay down his pool cue and walk over to her. He didn't speak, just stood in front of her and looked up and down her frilly-dressed five foot seven frame with her luscious ample tits half on display and he pulled her head to him and kissed her for all to see and to fully appreciate his dominance. She instinctively struggled, but for only a couple of seconds before she gave in, wrapped her arms around his thick body and kissed him back. Beer bottles slammed out a stead beat before the bartender punched the play button on the CD player as Jimbo's hands roamed over my wife's scantily covered ass cheeks in the hot blue material so thin it could barely be felt and only added to the sensations both of them felt standing in front of thirty or forty people he knew and she didn't making out like lost lovers. The room filled with hoots and cries of encouragement from of men and only half as many women mostly all dressed in homemade costumes and masks looking as old as the faces they only partially covered on the ones that wore them. Many masks were just makeup and no mask at all really. It didn't really matter how they looked, not to them; any attempt at a costume was all that was required and the party was on now since the guest of honor had arrived. I looked at my watch and it was seven minutes past eleven p.m. I wondered how long it would last and if she would be fucking Jimbo or one of his friends before Halloween was officially over in less than an hour, not that that mattered at all. "Bring us some shooters and a joint," Jimbo ordered the bartender when he had felt her ass sufficiently rudely and dominantly to keep the audience alive with comment and laughter, and boastingly added, "It is time to get my playmate in the mood to party hardy. When I party, I party hardy, and when I boogie, I boogie-woogie." He laughed and it seemed everyone else did too including Seve, but not me. "You are not the Jimbo in the picture you sent me," Seve half-heartedly protested, almost like she knew the hunk in the photos would never be met or enjoyed and that is was sure to be the hoax it turned out to be. Jimbo cracked up with laughter again, but different not put on, genuine then. It doubled him over it consumed him so. "You didn't really believe that was me in those pictures, did you, Cunt?" he asked between more laughs of true amusement. "No, not really," she admitted, "But they were hot." "Did you play with your pussy looking at them and dream about Jimbo?" he asked and laughed more. She leaned in and whispered to him. "No, Honey, don't whisper. Tell everyone here what you did," he said loudly. Her face flushed pink and then red as she looked around the room at the strangers looking at her with every variety of facial expression she couldn't have imagined, some blank as to their meaning or feeling, some lustful, some mean, some hungry to see more, some laughing at her captive predicament... until she finally said it out loud, as if to either end her agony or to provoke some of them more. "I played with my pussy looking at the pictures you sent me and I made myself come plenty," she loudly announced out of a need to demonstrate her pride and show some degree of utterly meaningless self-confidence, that she wasn't going to back down and cower to him and be forced to admit her self-indulgent private masturbations she hadn't even told me about previously. Once she had it said, her face settled back to neutrality, somehow it seemed to me exactly between utterly thrilling fear and the full expectancy of what she had come to this grimy dive of inequity to do with Jimbo and probably his friends. The bartender set the tray of shooters and several joints on the end of the pool table and stood waiting for Jimbo to bring her over. He lit the joint for her and looked at her tits half on display and smiled at Jimbo, then gave him an approving nod. "I'm second," he told him. "Only if you cove my tab," Jimbo negotiated. "Fine," the bartender said and lifted up the back of Seve's dress. He stroked her naked ass cheeks, naked but for the little strip of lacy blue lacy thong running up her ass crack. Seve quivered at the man's touch, then goose bumps formed on her ass cheeks and the back of her legs. She turned her head and smiled at him willingly confident and approvingly which only served to encourage him to slip his finger under the blue lace and finger her pussy and then her anus for all to witness and enjoy with her bent over the pool table. She closed her eyes and I saw the raw lust rising in her while his dick got hard in his pants feeling her wet willingness enough to make his growing cock poke a tent out for all to see also, any that could take their eyes of her rapid transformation from a high-class lady into a barroom slut letting a stranger finger her ass and pussy in a room full of watchers, total strangers all but for me. As he fingered her and Jimbo did two shooters and she enjoyed his salacious attention in front of the crowd, Seve took two hits on the joint and let the bartender finger her pussy and ass all her wanted and pushed back onto his fingers and moaned and flushed red with sexual fever until Jimbo took the joint from her and handed her a shooter. It was all like a dream to me and even more so when she walked over to me and handed me a joint and a book of matches. Only her thin glimmer of a smile and her proud walk back to Jimbo said this was what she still wanted and she had no regrets. She walked back over to him, took the joint from his hand and put it in her mouth backwards and blew him a big blast of vaporized smoky lust as she, not he, lifted his hands to her barely covered tits for him to feel for the first time fully and with her hands assisting his massaging them. "Put on some fuck music," Jimbo told the bartender who was again feeling Seve's ass and exploring her openings with his fingers while Jimbo was rubbing her naked tits and tweaking her nipples having by then stripped the front of her dress off her beautiful pert tits for his and everyone else's pleasure. Seve was flushed red with heat from the men's hands on her naked flesh and penetrating her with the other's watching until the bartender left them and put on some slow sultry music as requested. He flipped off all the lights in the place except for the long Coors Light lamp above the pool table that illuminated the table and Seve and Jimbo and only dimly revealed the first rows of nearby tables and the intensely focused lusting faces of the men and women watching the rapidly heating-up show just feet away. He stripped her dress down below her hips and it fell to the grungy floor around her feet covering half a dozen crushed cigarette butts before he shoved his hand down the front of her lacy panty and began to rub her clit and pussy while he kissed her again, naked but for her lacy blue hose, her invaded panty and heels and sparkling jewelry. "Is this what you wanted?" he asked her between forcing her mouth to his and making her take his tongue into her mouth and throat, being his willing naked slut for all to have no doubt about any more. Before she could answer, he kissed her forcefully, aggressively and then demanded her to tell him and admit to all the watchers, "You want me to make you my Personal Slut tonight, don't you?" as if Personal Slut was an official title there in the closed biker's club on Halloween night full of hungry looking men and women just waiting lustfully for their turn with the pretty insane woman they had no idea about, nor did they care. She was just pussy and mouth and ass all packaged splendidly, hot, sexy and inviting. "Yes," Seve said in a clear confident voice. "You want me to make you do nasty bad things for me for all these people to watch, don't you, Slut?" "Yes," she answered. "Suck my dick, Bitch," he demanded without further ado. I watched my loving wife of eleven years, naked but for the skimpiest reason not to be, drop to her knees and unbuckle his pants in front of a room full of strangers. She never glanced my way, but did look at some of the other men close to drink in the looks of mutual lust felt by all as she peeled his pants down until took his fat brown cock with its shiny head covered in pre-cum in her hand and stroked it a few times before she kissed the head and sucked all the shiny pre-cum away and left it shiny with her saliva instead. On her knees ruining the pretty lace blue hose she purchased just earlier in the day while she pushed her lips down Jimbo's fat cock until her lower lip slid half way down his tightened ball sack and his cock was buried deep in her throat. She pulled back and pushed forward again and again as Jimbo moaned with pleasure and talked to her like a common whore. "Suck my fat dick, Cunt... Yeah, Baby, suck that fat cock... You are just a pure slut wife trapped in suburbia where you can't get fucked like you need ain't you, you fuckin' little Whore?" Each insulting phrase only turned her on more and pushed her desire and need to suck his cock with more lusty passion for all to see. She wanted to be degraded and forced to suck cock and fuck rough looking men in front of everyone there and let them use her however they wanted and it was obvious to me and everyone else. Her body began to sweat under her arms and her head did too from heated sexual fever she felt from submitting to him in front of her audience, matting her short hair to her head and it all askew from Jimbo's handling her head roughly while he fucked her mouth. Jimbo began to jerk and bounce up and down on the balls of his feet and she choked and cum spewed out of her mouth and nose with him fucking her mouth like a pussy hard and driving, ramming his dick in and out of the throat and her coughing and sucking and swallowing at the same time. He grabbed her head with both hand as satisfied his urgent need at her expense rocking his whole groin into her face until it was over for him and until I wanted to throw up. "Lick it clean," he demanded even as she alternately coughed and swallowed and wiped the cum from her face and licked her fingers clean of the fresh white globs of cum. The bartender was ready with his pants stripped down to his knees when Jimbo turned her head and face to his cock. The bartender grabbed her head and fucked her face and throat non-stop until he shot off in her throat too and pulled back and let his dick shoot off while he smeared her face all over his spurting dick for everyone to see and enjoy. They clapped and banged beer bottles in rhythm and watched him shoot off all over her pretty face and smear her makeup making her look like a common whore might for her pimp, wanton and craven with the need to be dominated and used in the most degrading manner. Jimbo walked out into the crowd, into the dark beyond what I could see and brought a woman out and set her on the pool table, pushed her short skirt up, stripped her panties off and spread her open. "Eat her pussy," he told Seve with her face still covered in the bartenders cum and still red with lusty passion, glazed eyes full of fevered passion at being forced again to perform the things she had only dreamed of and could never have done unless made to. She looked at him as if defiant and unwillingly as if to provoke him and make him strike her face and shove her mouth onto the woman's pussy, but only for a brief moment and she yielded and pushed the woman's legs apart and the whole club exploded in applause and hoots with glasses and beer bottles banging loudly in approval. Seve lowered her lips and sucked in the woman's pussy lips and clit and began doing to the woman the thing another woman instinctively know how to do because they know how it feels to them. She had never done it before, not that I had any idea that she had, but she lost herself in the act of pleasuring the other woman and the other woman came for her and pushed her pussy into Seve's mouth and held her head in place and demanded, "Yes, Baby, suck my cunt. I'm fucking coming!" "Again," Jimbo ordered and Seve obediently pushed her lips and mouth and tongue back onto the woman's pussy and she was moaning and humping Seve's face and holding her head and smearing her face on her pussy again when Jimbo said, "Who wants to fuck her pussy first... fifty bucks." And, a cowboy did. He made Seve stand up and bend over for him while she ate the woman's pussy and he fucked her from behind and filled her pussy with cum and then a clown paid his fifty dollars and did her too and kept fucking her hot wet pussy with his thick long dick with her pussy pushing back and wiggling on the shaft and her climaxing until the woman came the third time and she had had enough. Then a man dressed like a lion paid twenty dollars for a blow job and took her place and another pirate dressed almost like me paid fifty and fucked her while she sucked the lion's dick and made both of them come. Then Jimbo fed her some lines of white powder and they all fucked her all they wanted and she climaxed on strange dicks and kissed strangers with unabashed passion while they fucked her until Jimbo declared it was free pussy from then on because he had enough to pay for the use of the club. All that wanted to kissed her and she sucked their dicks and did shooters with them and danced naked until somebody remembered that nobody had fucked her ass and later that they hadn't any two of them fucked her pussy and ass at the same time. So Jimbo and Spiderman fucked her that way with Jimbo in her ass and Spiderman in her pussy while a gorilla and another pirate held her up before Spiderman was replaced with a wolfman wild Jimbo was still fucking her ass and she climaxed and sprayed female cum to everyone's amazement except mine. Then they all just fucked her, everybody who wanted her for all they wanted her for and however they wanted until they were completely done with her and the doorman got his turns with her too. After he fucked her pussy and ass all over in the privacy of the entry room and helped me take her to the car, I drove her back into anonymity for the three hours it took to get back home in the cold clear morning. The storm was gone and she looked strangely peaceful curled up next to me covered with a blanket from the trunk. In bed I looked at her passed-out dead-to-the-world beyond-exhausted body with her skin all red, scratched and bruised with hickies and bite marks and dried cum all over her and I wondered if she got that fantasy out of her system. It hardly seemed fair or equitable to me that she chose such an extreme fantasy as her part of our trade-off. Mine had only been a MMF threesome with a stranger we met in a bar on vacation and watching them make-out and fuck in our motel room. I guess that is what I get for getting to have my fantasy fulfilled first. She was going to have to go first next time I decided as I looked at her all spent both mentally and physically and so completely used-up lying naked in bed next to me with just one stocking still hanging around one ankle and all her clothes and jewelry gone and given away to the other women in the bar. I kissed her on her cheek and turned off the light. She could only manage the weakest, "Thank you," I ever heard, barely loud enough for me to be sure what she said. "I hope you are done with that one," I told her. The red LED on the clock jumped out at me in the dimmed room. It was eleven twenty-three a.m. on November 1, the day after Halloween. She had been fucking those strangers and sucking dicks and eating pussy for at least nine hours as best as I could figure. "How in hell am I going to top that?" I wondered. She coughed when she tried to speak in what seemed like a minute later and then faintly but loud enough for me to hear, said, "I think I want to try a romantic evening with a pretty woman next." "Get some rest," I told her and she fell asleep. Then I couldn't help getting aroused and making my dick come a few times thinking about the wild nasty things she did that were too painful to get aroused watching her do them at the time with all those strangers there and seeing her cum-stained blue stocking still hanging around her ankle as evidence it wasn't all a dream. I kissed her again when I was done and told her, "I love you." I thought she was out cold and was surprised when she answered, "I know. I love you too." End Comments welcomed, fever2burn@yahoo.com * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 71