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Unwitting Slut
by Kewtieboy (kewtieboy@hotmail.com)

***

This story is about a young couple where the husband 
discovers his sexy wife has complete blackouts when she 
drinks. Since he has an urge to see her being fucked by 
another man, he uses the times when she is drunk and 
passed out to his own advantage. (MM/F-teen, nc, bi, 
intr, voy, wife, alcohol, anal)

***

For those of you who think this is not possible, think 
again. This story is loosely based on fact and I know 
someone who can be abused in this way when drunk and 
asleep or even partially awake and remember nothing in 
the morning. So enjoy the story and believe is CAN 
happen!

***


I’m not sure when the change in my attitude to Vikki 
began. I’m also not sure what set it off but I have an 
idea about that.

She was 18 and I was 26 when we married. Her parents 
weren’t behind us 100% because of her age and I had 
actually met her two years previously but because of 
the obviousness of our age difference I kept my hands 
off her until she was 18. 

I had a good job in the aeronautics business in the 
U.K. and my many friends were all married and all in 
the same business. As my friends were all either my age 
or older, I was considered a lucky man having a "teen 
vixen" as a wife. When I met her, she was in school 
uniform and I had offered her a lift home after a 
swimming lesson where she was with a young female 
friend of my neighbour. How I kept my hands off her for 
a year I don’t know by I succeeded.

I was very possessive of her in the early days, 
especially when younger guys fancied her as I felt a 
bit on the old side, even at 26, but eventually it kind 
of turned me on to see her being ogled by older and 
younger alike. Eventually I found myself wanking when I 
was alone with the thought of her being fucked by other 
men, though when I came, I suddenly felt guilty. 

By this time we had been married two years and had a 
great sex life. Vikki fucked like a rabbit and rarely 
mentioned anyone else but me. She liked to pander to my 
little interests and I loved having her in her school 
uniform (I suppose trying to make up for the sex I 
didn’t have when she was underage). 

Her body was still slim and her build slight. She was a 
natural ash blonde and kept her hair short. Her tits 
were small but firm and stuck out very firmly when she 
was aroused. Her vagina was also small and perfect with 
slight lips sticking out. She had a little difficulty 
taking my 8 inch cock at first but now craved it. The 
foreskin would peel back as I forced it into her and 
now I could push in right up to my balls.

Many a night as I fucked her, I thought of her being 
fucked by strangers and even by some of our male 
friends. I had had many comments from mates at work 
about how lucky I was to be screwing a "schoolgirl" and 
I would titillate them by telling them that I actually 
did screw her in uniform. Though they joked it off as 
though they were not interested, all of them would ask 
me later what she actually liked to do. Considering all 
my male friends were married, it was obvious, that my 
sex life was better than theirs.

Vikki drank very little, and always liked to be in 
control of her actions. "Michael," She said a year 
after we married, "I managed to get drunk once after a 
school dance and you wouldn’t like to see me drunk." "I 
make a fool of myself."

"What kind of fool," I asked.

"That’s just it, I was such a fool I don’t remember and 
had to rely on my friends to tell me. I did things I 
would never have done sober, like going up to one of 
the prefects and kissing him, showing everyone my new 
bra and telling private things to all my friends. I was 
so humiliated!"

"I would never let you make a fool of yourself," I told 
her, "So don’t ever worry about that."

The subject was dropped and that was that.

So here we were, her 20 and me 28 and we were invited 
to Graeme and Kath’s house warming party. They were 
both in their early 30’s and Graeme worked with me. It 
was a warm late summer evening and their new house was 
indeed beautiful. We had a buffet and the patio doors 
opened on to a large secluded garden with little paths 
and shrubs everywhere. Dim lights were sprinkled around 
the garden giving a fairy-tale look to the place. 

I noticed Vikki drinking soft drinks, even though we 
had agreed to taxi home. I left her to mix with the 
large group and as the evening chilled most of us moved 
indoors. It was then that I noticed her behaviour was 
slightly erratic. I looked at the drink bottle beside 
her and realised she was drinking alchopops – those 
alcoholic drinks that tasted like soft drinks. She 
wasn’t making a fool of herself, just being a little 
different.

When I saw her, she was in a group of two women and one 
man whom I recognised as a Graeme’s younger brother 
David. He was about 17. I thought nothing more of it 
and was pleased she had relaxed. It was about 30 
minutes later that I realised she was not in the room 
and I went to look for her as it was getting late. 

I couldn’t find her so assumed she has gone into the 
garden. I slipped out of the kitchen door but it was 
quite dark with only the "fairy lights" taking the edge 
off the darkness. The cool air was pleasant and the 
garden refreshing and quiet after the bustle of the 
house so I walked a round the area. That’s when I heard 
giggling – Vikki giggling!

The blood rushed to my head and I realised it was not 
only my head it had rushed to. I had been drinking 
quite a lot and that always made me horny. I quietly 
slipped off the path into the bushes and crept slowly 
up to the little area out of sight of the house. Vikki 
was sitting on a bench with David beside her. He was 
talking to her and she was talking back. 

It was his hand that amazed me. He was stroking her 
right breast as they spoke and she was saying nothing 
at all. He then leaned over and kissed her and she 
responded. My cock was pounding and I quickly released 
it as I watched. David freed her breast quite easily 
and I saw his hand slip up her dress. 

From the look on his face, he found his goal and was 
obviously fingering her. She was smiling. He stood up 
and slipped his trousers down. Vikki reached forward 
and released his cock from his briefs. It was about 6 
inches long and his balls hung low beneath it. Vikki 
swallowed his cock in one swoop. I was wanking myself 
like mad. 

"Keep it up, I’m going to cum soon," David said.

I then suddenly heard voices from the house coming down 
the garden. I pulled up my pants, stepped out to the 
path and started to shout for Vikki. By the time I 
slowly got round to where they were, both were walking 
back up to me. David was quite clear eyed but Vikki’s 
bra strap was still off her shoulder and she was very 
blearly eyed.

"Ah there you are, "I said. "Time to go home dear" 
"Thanks for looking after her David, you should pop 
round some time and visit us and we can crack open a 
few cans."

"Yeh, that would be great," He responded.

"You would like to see David again, wouldn’t you 
Vikki?"

"Yessss," She mumbled.

We called a cab and got home about 20 minutes later. 
Vikki talked away but she was quite odd. I decided to 
try an experiment. When we got home, I suggested we 
walk in the woods behind our house. She consented. On 
the way, I asked if she liked David’s cock in her 
mouth. She said she had, but not really as if she knew 
what I was talking about. 

When I got her to a quiet spot, I leaned her against a 
tree, lifted her dress and put my finger into her. She 
was sopping wet. I took out my cock and entered her 
there and then in the dark. She didn’t say a word as I 
fucked her like a madman. She even came as I emptied my 
balls into her. I straightened her up and walked back 
to the house, helped her to get ready for bed and we 
both fell asleep.

The following morning she awoke before me and called me 
to breakfast. I went downstairs and asked how she was. 
"Never better" She responded, "Why?"

"Nothing," I said, "It’s just with you having a few 
drinks last night."

"I know, isn’t it amazing, I was able to drink and it 
had absolutely no affect on me," She said. "It must be 
the sugar in these things as I had a great night."

I mentioned David to her and she just passed on as 
though she could hardly remember who he was. She 
certainly didn’t remember the fuck in the woods. I told 
her a totally different story about our return home. I 
said the taxi had dropped us off a few streets away and 
we had had a romantic stroll home. She was happy with 
the story and took it on board as though she remembered 
the whole event.

When Vikki had gone off to visit a neighbour I took 
stock of the evening and wondered if this amnesia was 
an effect of the alcohol. If it was, there were some 
possibilities here. I was going to have to do some more 
tests on Vikki to be sure. It took another couple of 
wanks before those possibilities could be erased from 
my mind.

It was four weeks later and mid November when we were 
invited to another party, this time at Gerry’s house. 
Gerry was a draughtsman at the unit and was 33. His 
wife, Laura, was a year older than him. It was a fancy 
dress party and a couple of nights before it, Vikki and 
I were trying to work out what we would go as. The idea 
hit me immediately – schoolgirl!!

I decided to go as a workman complete with hard hat and 
overalls. It surprised me but Vikki loved the idea. I 
had another idea too but was not sure if it would work.

I decided to drive as Gerry lived about 20 miles away. 
I wore nothing under the overalls but some briefs and a 
vest. Vikki looked fabulous as the schoolgirl and 
though she was going to go the whole hog and wear her 
old knickers, I made her change to a sexier pair (as I 
said the school knickers might give out a wrong message 
to any old perverts there).

We had a drink before going and I made sure Vikki’s was 
strong. She was a great hit at the party with the men. 
Some wives looked a little disturbed by her convincing 
performance but once she was into the Bacardi Breezers 
she was in full flight. Graeme pulled me aside and 
commented how lucky I was.

"You going to give her one in uniform tonight," He 
asked.

"Of course I am," I replied.

"If she wasn’t your wife, I would give her one too," He 
said, then apologised. 

"If she was up for it, I would let you," I answered.

He was drunk but realised the full implication of what 
I was saying.

"Just me?" he said.

"And the rest of them," I replied and walked away.

He walked behind me, "You mean gang bang her?"

"But she probably won’t," I responded.

"No, she probably won’t," He repeated forlornly.

Vikki was giggling with a group of young people in the 
corner and more than one of the young guys lifted her 
short school skirt to see her knickers. She seemed 
completely oblivious. One young guy dressed as a 
footballer and was very drunk was lifting it more than 
others and she was "mock smacking" his hand. When I saw 
her heading upstairs to the toilet, I noticed this 
young lad of about 20 follow her. I followed him. 

Outside the toilet, he caught up and started to kiss 
her. She limply let him and when he pushed her into a 
small bedroom she went. I followed swiftly (in case she 
was in trouble) and when I got to the door the hall and 
room were is semi darkness. I opened the door to stop 
the action and quickly stepped in pushing it behind me. 
So drunk were they that they didn’t even see me come 
in.

I stood in the dark corner and watched as he fumbled 
with her knickers and pulled them to her feet. He 
dropped his shorts and briefs and a nice stiff cock 
sprung out. He was about 7 inches long. He pulled his 
shorts off and sat astride her face to stick his cock 
in her mouth and she sucked it. He was inexperienced 
and desperate for a fuck, I could see. He knelt between 
her legs and started to lick her out. She moaned. He 
then stood up to fuck and I saw he was going to do it 
without a condom. I couldn’t let that happen. I opened 
the door and pretended to have just come in to the 
room.

The lad looked round and instead of jumping off, just 
said, "Nice eh – want a go at her?"

Something went in my head. "OK," I replied and started 
to pull off my overalls. I stripped naked and walked 
over. "Sit at her head," I said.

I entered Vikki in one go. The thought of fucking her 
in front of a young man was erotic to say the least. I 
was leaning over and fucking and the young guy’s cock 
was dangling on Vikki’s face as he tried to get her to 
suck him.

"I need to shoot," He said. "Can’t you get her to 
suck?"

Without a thought, I put my mouth over his cock and 
with one free hand, I gripped his 7 inches and sucked 
like mad. As though this were the most natural thing in 
the world, he started to hump my mouth.

I was cumming and cumming hard into Vikki as I felt my 
mouth fill. This guy knew how to cum and though I had 
never done nor had any desire to swallow cum, I really 
didn’t have a choice. I started to gag a little but 
almost all of it went down my throat.

"Wow, that was great." "I’ll give you my number if you 
ever want to give head again," He said.

As he left, he did!

I dressed myself and then straightened Vikki’s clothes. 
She stood up as though she was fine and I took her to 
the toilet. She sat there and pissed and then as though 
this was the most normal thing, washed herself, pulled 
up her briefs and walked back downstairs with me. She 
carried on as normal, chatting away. I could see she 
was drunk though and let her have a couple more before 
deciding we should leave. I did not want others knowing 
what she was like when drunk.

On the drive home, she dropped off to sleep in the car. 
About 9 miles from our house, I remembered a "lovers’ 
lane," and also the rumours that it was used as a 
dogging site. My cock sprung up again. I drove into the 
parking/picnic area and could see a number of cars 
pulled back off the parking area and partly hidden in 
the bushes. I could also vaguely make out human shapes 
in my headlights. 

I drove way over to the far side of the picnic site and 
reversed the car into a small area with bushes on 
either side and behind. I wound down both our windows 
and unbuttoned Vikki’s blouse and unclipped her bar. I 
pulled up her skirt and took off her briefs then 
slightly reclined the seat. I unclipped my overalls and 
took out my cock then started to finger her. 

She was wet – very wet. I suppose some of my cum from 
earlier was seeping back down. I made sure the light 
inside the car was in the off position if I had to open 
a door. I pushed her seat right back and got on the 
floor to start licking her out. I could taste a 
dilution of my own cum.

I heard movement and looked up to see a guy in his 
thirties standing at the window wanking. I smiled and 
kept going. I am not sure if he was the advance party 
but within about 5 minutes there were four guys a 
around us. The oldest was about 50ish and the other two 
were late thirties but none were that bad looking. I 
also saw a younger guy about my age standing back but 
fully dressed. I got out my door and walked round with 
my cock out. 

I opened Vikki’s door and swung her round so her legs 
were outside the car while she was lying on the seat. I 
knelt down and went back to licking her out. She was 
moaning softly. I then stood up and nodded to one of 
the thirty-somethings and he took my place while I 
watched and wanked. In ten minutes, all four had been 
down on her. I beckoned the younger guy and he came 
over. He stood beside me while the four guys were over 
her like lions at the kill. 

"Does having your girlfriend seduced turn you on," He 
said.

I pointed at my stiff eight inches and said, "What do 
you think?"

He looked at me and dropped to his knees, taking my 
cock in his mouth.

"Jeez," Was about all I could say as he sucked me 
expertly. He took his own cock out and started to 
stroke it and he sucked. No one else even noticed us. 

"I would love you to fuck her," I said

"No point," He replied, "I’m gay."

"Still love you to fuck her though," I said again.

"What about fucking you," He said.

"Not tonight but if I can get you to fuck her, you can 
fuck me," I said.

"Will she be out cold when I do it?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Then you’re on."

I came!

He sucked every drop as I filled his mouth and I saw a 
jet of spunk shoot out his dick as he did so. 

He stood up and gave me his mobile number and I 
promised to telephone. 

I turned my attention back to Vikki and warned the guys 
I had cum and would be going soon. It didn’t take long 
for four loads of cum to spray on her tits and crotch. 

To the chorus of multiple "thanks," I covered her and 
put her back in her seat before driving her home. 
Thankfully our garage is integral and I was able to 
drive straight in. I put the lights on and the sight of 
her lying there with cum running over her was stunning 
to say the least. I mopped her with some kitchen towel, 
dressed her as best I could, and helped her upstairs to 
bed. She actually helped me along the way but seemed to 
be oblivious to what was happening even though she was 
awake.

I must tell the truth and say that I wanked for the 
third time before I went to sleep. My heart was 
pounding. It suddenly dawned on me, the opportunities 
that lay ahead for me with a wife who reacted in this 
way to alcohol but didn’t even know it. Tomorrow would 
prove whether this was going to work for me or not.

Well tomorrow came and once more Vikki was cheery and 
once again thought that the drinks had not had any 
effect. What I couldn’t understand is what she thought 
had happened in the space and time when I was having 
fun with her. Did her mind not wonder why she didn’t 
have enough memory to fill the evening? 

In talking to her, it seemed that she just thought that 
the few hours at the party until she became drunk, were 
the entire evening. If I filled in a few little 
episodes for the rest of the evening, then she was 
happy that she had been awake and aware the whole night 
and just happened to drop off to sleep on the journey 
home.

I was now thinking of choreographing events more so 
that I could plan the fun I wanted with Vikki rather 
than let things take their course. The main problem was 
the excuse to have her drinking as she really still 
only drank on special events such as parties etc. 

More and more, I was fantasising over what I wanted. I 
had this great urge to have the gay guy fuck her but it 
was developing into the idea of the other two lads as 
well. One was obviously bisexual though the other was 
straight. I thought about getting the guys drunk and 
horny, Vikki drunk and horny and we sober to see what I 
could get out of one gay, one bi and one straight guy 
all in one room with me and my naked wife!

My other fantasy was to let the guys at work have her, 
especially Winston and Clint, who were two guys of 
Caribbean descent and the thought of their two dicks up 
her appealed. Of course I had no way of knowing if any 
of my mates would be happy to have sex in a gang-bang 
situation. Certainly we had all seen each other naked 
lots of times after the gym or other sports activities 
but never hard and horny. Again, I wondered if a 
serious drinking session might loosen their 
inhibitions. Planning would again be important.

Christmas was coming and we were busy. It was certainly 
an ideal time for parties but everyone was occupied 
with partners. I called the gay guy and he was up for 
it any time. When I mentioned the other guys he was 
even more up for it. The young lad at the party whom I 
sucked off also seemed keen but as he had a girlfriend 
only had about three nights free in December. 

Graeme’s brother, David, was the straight guy and I 
wondered if he was going to be possible to have along. 
I called him to say that a couple of my friends were 
coming round one night to watch the football on our big 
screen and Vikki had suggested he come too as she was 
hoping to stay in and watch (she had a passing interest 
but I hadn’t actually asked her). He seemed quite keen 
but I realised he would not be thinking of getting into 
Vikki’s pants with me and two other guys around. I had 
seen him drunk though and hoped I could get him 
involved with a few beers inside him. Now all I had to 
think about was Vikki!

I told her about the match and she said she would go 
and visit an aunt who lived about 30 miles away to give 
us "lads" the house to ourselves! I agreed but 
suggested that since she was being so good, we should 
go out for a pre-Christmas lunch as I was off for a 
couple of days. The idea was for me to help her with 
shopping and then we would have lunch. She loved the 
idea and we took a taxi into town.

Of course, I booked a rather nice restaurant which blew 
her mind away and we had a bottle of wine. She was 
quite tipsy at the end and I managed to talk her into a 
liqueur. When she said she would have to stop or she 
would never get to aunties, I suggested we just keep 
going and I cancel the lads coming round. She loved the 
idea and we retired to a pub nearby. 

I moved her on to the alcopops! She was in fine 
spirits. I was careful and moved from vodka and tonic 
to tonic. By the time I managed to get her home it was 
about 6.00pm and she was well gone. I fed her a few 
more and she tried to remind me to cancel the lads, 
then just said "What the heck – they can come to the 
party too!" She was well past anywhere I had ever seen 
her before when it came to drink.

I laid her on the bed and she fell promptly asleep. I 
managed to strip her and get some of her school clothes 
on. I left the bra off but put on her white blouse, 
little white briefs, white socks and grey short skirt. 
I had just got organised when the first guy arrived. It 
was Steve, the gay guy. He was in on the whole idea so 
I briefed him where we were at and he let me feel his 
trouser front. His cock was stiff. He had never fucked 
a woman in his life but was very turned on at the idea 
of these straight guys fucking with their stiff cocks 
in hand while he watched.

Next came the guy I had sucked off. His name was Ian 
and he was a very good looking young guy. He looked 
very embarrassed but I explained that we were all 
hoping to get a shag at the woman from the party and 
also told him that Steve was bisexual and loved giving 
blow jobs. That perked him up and I left the two of 
them chatting. They knew that David was the only one 
who didn’t know what was going on.

David was 15 minutes late but showed up. The TV was 
playing in the background and I got going with the can 
of beer. David was a very good looking English public 
school boy-type. The straw blonde hair was slightly 
unkempt and his clothes had a slightly untidy but 
quality look about them. He looked like I imagined Hugh 
Grant might as a teenager. 

He took to the beer like a duck to water and within 30 
minutes was talking animatedly. It took an hour before 
all the guys were well oiled. The football was almost 
forgotten while the conversation was turned to sex. I 
had already told the two later guys that Vikki had been 
out for lunch and instead of going out, had passed out 
and was sound asleep. I also made a point of ensuring 
they knew that she went out like a light. 

David, having gotten his fingers up her before, was 
very interested. I suppose being the youngest and 
horniest. When the time came and he needed the toilet, 
I took him past our bedroom door where Vikki was lying 
sprawled on the bed. I explained that we had started 
having sex but she had fallen asleep. I then went back 
to the lounge.

I explained to Ian that the girl he saw me fuck at the 
party was not a slut he had met but my wife and she was 
in the same condition on the bed.

"You don’t mind guys having her?" he said 
incredulously.

"I love it," I replied.

"You going to do her again?" he asked.

"I hope we all are," I said.

We all quietly went through to the hall and in the 
dark, I could see that David had gone into the bedroom. 
He was lying beside Vikki with his fingers in her 
pants, finger fucking her. She was quietly whimpering. 
Lying with his legs at an angle, his erection was 
clearly noticeable in his pants. It’s funny, I had 
never considered myself gay or even bi, but in the 
circumstances of guys with Vikki, I suddenly had a 
great interest in guys’ cocks.

Three of us watching fascination as David continued to 
play with her. He was oblivious to our presence. I 
walked into the room and he jumped up and spluterred an 
apology. 

I pushed him back as all the guys came in and announced 
that we were all going to have fun with Vikki. David 
was astounded! As the youngest member, it was obvious 
that he wasn’t up to speed with group sex in any 
format!! I took the lead and started to strip, quietly 
hushing the guys. She might be out of it and drunk but 
she wasn’t unconscious and I think the sight of four 
guys naked around her might have sobered her up pretty 
quickly if she awoke.

David stood as one by one everyone stripped, even 
Steve. I noticed Steve’s cock was slightly drooping 
with apprehension, I presumed. Ian was not having such 
a problem. His cut cock was sticking straight up and 
stood out around 6.5 or 7 inches. I told him he could 
go first. He knelt between her legs and started to lick 
her. She obliged by opening them wide exposing her slit 
to all. 

David was rubbing his cock through his pants and the 
erection was noticeable. Steve arse was open to us and 
it his rosebud faced all three of us as he slurped 
noisily at Vikki. David had dropped his trousers and 
underwear and was now sporting a healthy 7 inch uncut 
cock with large balls sagging beneath. I mentally noted 
that I wouldn’t mind sucking him after he had fucked 
her and decided to promote him to first fuck.

"You first David, but don’t cum too quickly," I said.

I handed him a condom and delighted watching him pull 
in on to his cock. Steve was by now, rigid. We all 
stood back as David got between her legs.

"Take it slow, David, I don’t want her awake," I said.

I loved that moment when the cock pushed at her slit, 
there was a little resistance and it started to slide 
in. He started to fuck slowly. Her legs were raised so 
we could all see the actual entry. I dived down and on 
the pretence of licking Vikki, started to lick David’s 
cock as it slid in and out of Vikki. He was kissing her 
tits and running his tongue round her nipples. She 
continued to whimper and I heard little mews coming 
from her.

"I’m near," He said.

"Pull out then," I replied. 

He did. "Now you Steve," I said.

He pulled the condom on and I stepped forward to help. 
I saw a surprised look on David’s face but ignored him. 
Steve started to enter her and as he started to fuck, I 
did the same again and licked his cock as he fucked 
her. She was wet, very wet. Out of the corner of my 
eye, I saw Ian pull on a condom and rub some hand cream 
on it. As I pulled back, he climbed on top of Steve and 
started to enter him. I leaned forward for a better 
look. I had never seen two guys have anal sex before. 
Steve took the cock as easily as Vikki was taking 
Steve’s. 

I heard Ian say, "Does that make it easier?"

"Oh yes," Said Steve.

Meanwhile, David’s cock was like iron and his eyes like 
stalks. This was all too much for him.

"Well David," I said, "If you can’t beat them... join 
them."

I dropped to my knees, took off his condom and stuck my 
mouth over his cock and started to suck.

"Hey," He started to say, but his cock was saying 
something else. 

It reared up like a stallion and popped out of my 
mouth, slapping me on the face. I gripped it and stuck 
my mouth over the tip and started to use my newly found 
cock sucking skills. My finger found is hole and I 
gently pushed about half and inch into him. That was 
it. He started to pump in a way that only teenage boys 
can. The first went in my mouth but this rigid cock had 
a mind of its own and it broke free spraying a fine jet 
on my face and hair before I could recapture it and put 
it back in it’s pen. 

There were around 11 or 12 spurts and my face was awash 
with boy cream. Ian withdrew and turned to me, taking 
off his condom and sticking his cock straight in my 
mouth. I was rewarded with even more cum before I had 
time to swallow the first. As he came, I watched as 
Steve was humping Vikki like a veteran. She lay 
passively and let him.

The two who had cum looked a little sheepish and Ian 
said they would go out and have another drink to let us 
guys finish her off. 

When they had left, I pulled Steve off and decided to 
let him fuck me as I fucked her. He gently lubricated 
my hole and sucked my cock. It was wonderful and to be 
doing this in front of my wife was so erotic I could 
hardly contain myself. I had no idea if I could do this 
but I had prepared my hole earlier in the day by 
cleaning as best I could and using Vikki’s dildo to 
open myself. 

I climbed on to her and entered her with my big cock 
and as I started to hump her, I felt Steve’s warm flesh 
against my hole. It really hurt as he started to push 
the head into me and he had to pull back a couple of 
times. Suddenly there was a "plop" at the head entered 
and a searing sharp pain. It then began to subside 
slowly and Steve started to gently ease in and out.

I lay dormant and let Steve’s thrusts push me into 
Vikki. I don’t know how long he fucked for, probably 15 
minutes or so but he told me he was close. I asked him 
to stop.

"Can you cum on her slit?" I asked.

He pulled out and took the condom off. With almost 
perfect timing (and missing the spectacle of me being 
fucked, the two others wandered back in wearing just 
underwear. We stopped for a moment as I explained what 
I wanted Steve to do.

Ian said he could manage another shot and so did David.

I pulled Vikki’s legs open obscenely and her red gash 
looked twice its usual size. Steve went first and 
wanked between her legs. I held her open as he came and 
his cum shot into her entrance. 

The cum was creamy white and copious and the site of it 
shooting in these quantities on to the red gash between 
Vikki’s thighs had me going. David came forward next 
and added his, still generous ball-contents to Steve’s 
load. His cum was thinner and ran quickly down between 
her legs. As he pulled back, Ian came forward and shot 
immediately. Thick dollops splattered straight into her 
cunt.

"Sorry guys," I said, "I’ve just got to do this."

I knelt on top and plunged my cock into Vikki taking 
all the cum in with me. I doubt I managed more than 
three thrusts before I emptied my balls into her. The 
climax came from the soles of my feet and it took me 
all I could, to stay quiet. I arched my back and humped 
into her about 6 times till there was nothing more to 
cum.

Once more, the guilt and the worry of how we would all 
look swept over me as we all gathered clothes and left 
to the lounge. I excused the guys and went back in with 
a damp towel to clean up as best I could and to cover 
Vikki. Other than a whimper or two, she had hardly 
moved during the whole 45 minute session. I covered her 
and returned to the lounge where we all shared some 
beers.

"Well guys, that was something else," I said. "I trust 
I can expect your discretion about this – even you 
David!"

"Can we do it again?" he asked.

"Oh I have a feeling we will be doing it again," I 
replied.

I slept like a log and next morning, Vikki was up like 
the lark and twittering around fixing breakfast. "Sorry 
I fell asleep," She said. "I was just so tired after 
the long day. Did the guys come round?"

"I cancelled all but Ian, a friend from work," I lied. 
"We had a bit too much beer though and he left early." 

"Oh good, I wouldn’t like them to think I was 
unsociable. I like to get to know your friends," she 
said. 

"I know you do," I quietly chuckled. "We managed a nice 
night on our own though – didn’t we?"

"Yes we did and I’m still a little raw," she replied.

I left any further incidents as guilt was bothering me 
and I was edgy that someone would say something. It was 
into April before I felt the cravings again. It was set 
off quite innocently by Winston, one of the two black 
guys at work. He told me that while he and Clint had 
been on holiday in Majorca in Spain, they had taken a 
stunning young girl back to their hotel room. She had 
been drunk and the pair of them had fucked her. He said 
she had screamed for more at the sight of their big 
black cocks. 

"Women are so easy when they’re drunk," he said 
innocently. 

"Don’t you mind performing in front of Clint?" I asked.

"Hell no," He said. "It kinda turns me on being watched 
anyway – sex is sex and if there is a cunt there, we’ll 
fuck it – don’t care whose it is!"

I could feel the stirrings between my legs as the 
prospects were there of two black guys fucking her.

The lunch-time thing had worked quite well but I 
couldn’t get her to repeat it. My birthday was coming 
up and in the space of two days, Vikki suggested we go 
out for a meal and Clint and Graeme from work suggested 
I go out for a drink with them. I had a few days off 
and suggested that Vikki and I dine earlier than usual 
and then meet the guys for a drink afterwards. She 
surprisingly agreed – since it was MY day!

We dressed and headed for a really nice up-market inn 
for dinner and booked the table for 7.00pm. I ensured 
she had a couple before we went and we had a bottle of 
wine and a top up glass of wine when that was finished. 
We got to the pub to meet the lads at about 10.00 pm.

"I’m going to move on to the ‘breezers’" She said, 
giving her nickname for the alcopops. "Otherwise I 
might get drunk."

I readily agreed and Vikki became the life and soul of 
the group. She was enjoying all the attention from the 
three lads. Graeme was the only guy who still had a 
wife as the other two were separated from theirs. I 
noticed a bit of leg touching from Winston to Vikki as 
she sat between him and Graeme and she did not refuse. 
When she went to the toilet, Winston pulled me aside.

"See even straight-laced married women relax when 
they’re drunk, He said. "Does she never crave a bit of 
black cock cuz she's a stunner."

"If she does, she has never said anything to me and 
funnily enough it would turn me on," I said with the 
slip of my tongue.

"If you can get her in the mood then, I’m your man," He 
replied.

As Vikki stumbled back across the bar, it was almost 
11.30pm so I suggested we retire to our house to let 
her have some rest.

"No," She retorted, "I’m just fine." She promptly fell 
asleep on Winston’s shoulder.

We had another drink and as we were talking about 
football, women and sex, I saw Clint’s hand all the way 
up her skirt under the table. He thought I couldn’t 
see. Graeme was watching him and I saw him rubbing his 
trousers.

I nudged Winston and whispered, "I think your friend is 
trying to beat you to first base." 

He laughed and said, "Aren’t you annoyed? If she was 
mine I wouldn’t let anyone near her."

The drink had loosened my tongue. "Trouble is Winston, 
when she’s like this, I want everyone to fuck her – it 
turns me on."

"Let’s head to your place for that drink," he suddenly 
said.

We half lifted and half walked Vikki out of the door. 
She talked to us as we hailed a taxi. Graeme said he 
had to go home. This was a pity. I had sucked his 
brother off and Graeme was a stunning older version of 
him and I had a craving to suck him too. This called 
for desperate measures.

I went up to Graeme and whispered, "Winston says he can 
get his cock in any girl if she’s drunk but he won’t 
get this one if her husband stops him. Mind you, if her 
husbands drunk too, who knows!"

"Maybe one drink," came the reply.

Vikki went straight for her shower to "waken herself 
up." When she returned, well covered in her dressing 
gown, I managed two more drinks into her before she 
passed out on the couch beside Graeme and I.

"Is she a sound sleeper?" Graeme asked after about 15 
minutes.

"Watch," I said.

I put my hand under her dressing gown and while 
covered. Made it obvious I was fingering her. She 
whimpered and uttered a "Yes." 

She opened her legs to allow better access as I 
fingered her without exposing anything.

"She knows it’s you though," said Clint.

"Be my guest," I said.

He shot across beside her and put his hand up to join 
mine. We jointly started to finger her as she whimpered 
some more. I pulled my hand away. Graeme leaned across 
and asked if this was ok.

"You bet," I said.

He took her tit out and started to suck it as Winston 
knelt between her legs and opened the front of her gown 
to expose her naked body to all of them as she lay on 
the couch. Winston started licking her and she really 
liked that. Whimpering, she half opened her eyes and 
though she could see, she was not registering anything. 
We lifted her on to the rug and stripped her. 

Clint and Winston stripped down to their Calvin Kleins 
and their large cocks were obvious. I was really going 
to enjoy this. Graeme just opened his fly and took his 
cock out. His uncut cock was only about 6 inches which 
when he eventually saw mine at 8 and Winston and Clint 
at something resembling 9 or 10 inches of uncut black 
meat, he must have felt inadequate. I opened my wallet 
and threw some condoms on the floor.

"Just in case," I said.

Their eyes lit up!

Clint climbed up to Vikki’s face and tried to get her 
to suck him. Her mouth opened but just slumped shut. He 
tried again but I was getting worried he would waken 
her.

"I need my cock sucked bitch," he said.

"Don’t Clint, or you’ll waken her," I begged.

"I need to be sucked," he repeated.

I didn’t need a second chance. 

"Here, I’ll take her place if it’s so important."

I knelt in front of him and took the head of his big 
black cock into my mouth. The blue/black skin folded 
back as he forced it into my mouth and he started to 
face fuck me. His big balls slapped my chin and he held 
the back of my head. 

"C’mon you white faggot," He said, "Eat my black meat 
while we fuck your wife."

Winston was stretching a condom over his monster and 
positioning himself over Vikki. He started to enter 
her. Her legs opened of their own accord as she 
unconsciously welcomed the black pole into her. Graeme 
stood up for a better look and was just alongside Clint 
when I quickly pulled off and swallowed Graeme’s cock. 
He jerked back a little the just pushed it into my 
mouth and started to talk like Clint and both of them 
whipped my face with their cocks and called me 
"faggot."

"Please guys, I want you all to fuck her and let me 
watch," I pleaded.

Winston was banging her relentlessly and she was 
responding with her hands round his back. 

Clint then said he was next and Winston readily pulled 
out of her as he took his place between her legs. As 
though it were natural, He stood up and stuck his cock, 
complete with rubber, into my mouth. It tasted of 
Vikki.

Graeme was back on the floor sucking her tits. When 
Clint had been at it for about 10 minutes, he slid out 
and let Graeme get his way. It must have felt pretty 
loose but he was enjoying it. I, by now, had two black 
cocks in my hand and mouth and was sucking like a full-
time faggot. Their cocks tasted of man. A mix of musk, 
pee, female juices and sweat mixed with copious 
quantities of pre-cum.

Graeme was cumming in her. I could hear him as he 
grunted, filling his rubber as he fucked. The two black 
guys abandoned me and took place between her legs with 
Clint first. He stuck his weapon back in and got going. 
Winston kept nursing his erection as he watched. It 
didn’t take Clint long and he arched his back as he 
filled her. 

He pulled out and the condom full of cum dangled of the 
end of his cock. Winston with a great sense of urgency 
went straight in. Vikki grunted as he entered and he 
humped her. Once more her hands went round his back as 
he fucked. Winston took all of three minutes as we all 
watch him.

"That was great," He said as he pulled out and dropped 
his condom into the bin with the rest. 

The guys, as they tend to do after a slightly awkward 
sex session, dressed quickly and after reassurances 
once again of absolute discretion, they were gone. I 
walked through and looked at Vikki’s ravaged body and 
didn’t feel guilty. I realised why – I hadn’t cum.

I took the condoms out of the bin and sniffed the aroma 
of three guys who had made this stuff while fucking my 
wife. I dipped my tongue in each and then put my cock 
into Vikki as, one by one, I emptied the contents 
between us and pushed the fresh seed into her as I 
fucked. I came with force and collapsed back spent with 
the cum dripping on to the rug,

It took about 30 minutes to clear up the evidence and 
to clean up Vikki. I helped her to bed and slept 
soundly yet again. In the morning, I was gently 
chastised again for being too rough when I had fucked 
her. 

"So she remembered being fucked?"

"You felt so big last night Michael and you fucked me 
in so many ways," She said. "I loved it."

"Glad to be of service darling," I said. 

"We must do it like that again some time," She said.

"Oh yes – we must," I replied, "We must.!"

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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