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The wife likes how it feels to be lusted after and the husband enjoys the turn-on watching men slather over his wife, until one night things take a turn to the far side. (Mm+/F, nc, wife, drugged, oral, anal, orgy, exh) *** Part I - Jessie's Drink Jessie and I were out enjoying the nightlife a bit, in our own way. My wife was sitting alone at a table, while I watched from across the room. The two of us enjoyed the attention she received from other men and had discovered this way to fire up both our engines for a night of great sex afterward. She'd spend the evening dancing with and teasing a bar full of strange men while I watched. Over the course of the evening, as her many suitors plied her with alcohol in the hopes of getting into her pants, she would become looser and more permissive to her new friends, allowing their hands to wander freely about her body. On the rare occasion she'd go a little farther, out to the parking lot with some guy that caught her fancy. But normally when the time was right, when keeping my dick inside my pants became too painful, I'd swoop in and rescue her and squire her out to our car for a quickie, then home for an all-nighter. Jessie was wearing tight jeans tonight - she'd had some trouble controlling earlier admirers while wearing skirts. But she made up for it by going braless, and wearing a halter top that allowed free access to her tits if she felt like letting some guy. She was wearing a little bit too much make-up as well and she gave the general impression of a woman who was available. For the first hour or so Jessie nursed her drink waiting for someone to begin putting the moves on her. One or two guys approached her, but she hadn't been asked to dance yet and it was beginning to look like we'd picked a dead bar -- she'd never had to wait this long before. Just as I was thinking about joining her myself, three young men walked up to her table. I decided to give it a few more minutes and see what happened. I couldn't hear what was said, but Jess nodded and the three of them joined her and waved a waitress over. Soon a pitcher of beer and four glasses were delivered and one of the guys poured mugs for each of them. The first pitcher disappeared quickly and I moved to the table next to them to listen in when the next pitcher was delivered. "C'mon, Jessie, you can dance with me until Bob and Tom's girls show up!" One guy was saying. I didn't know what his name was, but the guy seemed to be trying to get Jess out on the dance floor over her objections. Now, my honey is not above playing hard to get, so I didn't think anything was necessarily wrong. She gave me no sign, but stood up and went out onto the floor with him. As they left the table, I saw that the other two fill their mugs up again. I didn't notice anything odd about it at the time, not yet. Jess and her friend danced to a couple fast tunes, and then came back to the table as Bob stood up. Jess tried to sit down, but Bob handed her, her beer and said "My turn Jessie, have a drink and let's go!" She looked a bit hesitant, but still gave me no signal that there was a problem. She tossed back about half of her beer, smiled at Bob and went with him to the dance floor. "Did you put it in?" I overheard Jess' first partner say. "Yeah, about half. Didn't want to fuck up the taste. I'll put the rest in now." I watched as he tipped a small vial into Jess' half- empty beer mug, and realized that my wife had been dosed with what was probably that date rape drug. As the guys filled Jess' mug with beer and stirred it, I realized that an opportunity to fulfill one of my most perverse fantasies had just been handed to me! As much as watching her submit to other men yanked my crank, I'd always had a secret fantasy of giving her helpless body to a group of strange men and watching while my wife was subjected to the most humiliating, debased sex acts imaginable. I had no interest in the rape of my wife, and certainly did not want her beautiful body tortured or mutilated in any way. I simply wanted to watch as she was used as a cheap, nasty, helpless fuck-toy by a group of men. So, as Bob kept my wife on the dance floor to give his buddies the chance to spike her drink, I "invited" myself to join them at their table. "What the fuck do you want, man?" "Relax guys, my wife and I are just looking for a little fun tonight and you might be able to help us out." "Your wife, huh? Where is she, you look like you're alone." "Jess is out dancing with your buddy Bob, though with the dose she took in that last drink she might not remember his name any more," I said with a smile. "Hey listen, man, we didn't know she was married. Well, we KNEW she was married, but not that..." Tom trailed off, as he realized that the hole he was digging was only getting deeper. The third guy, whose name I still didn't know, was not saying anything. "Okay, here's the deal. If you want to fuck my wife, that's fine with me, but you're going to do it right. First, you're going to get a decent hotel room, you're not raping Jess over the hood of your car. Next, I'm there the whole time. Last, Jess doesn't get hurt and no permanent marks... but you can, and I hope WILL, use her body to fulfill the most fucked-up fantasies about a woman you've ever had." They both looked surprised but gave me a grin that should have chilled me, but only served to comfort me that the guys who were going to allow me to live out my fantasy would not waste the opportunity. "Well, there's more than just the three of us," Tom said, without letting the grin leave his face. "Waddya mean?" I hadn't noticed anyone else hanging around and I didn't want to get into a situation I couldn't control. "Well, whenever we pick up a girl like this, we take her over to Phil's place," he nodded to the third guy, "and he's got a couple of roomies. They're pretty young and after we're done with her we usually give them a go." "Fuck it man, he's playing straight with us, let's tell him the truth. I'm eighteen and my parents are gone for the weekend. When we get a girl back to my house, I've gotta let my little brothers in on it, or they'll tell the parents. They're only 14, but they're horny little fuckers and will go ape-shit for a chance to fuck a hot looking older woman like your wife." I had to laugh at the thought of Jess as an older woman, but thinking about the teeny-boppers and high school cheerleaders the boys had probably date-raped before, I understood. I also understood why they had decided to branch out and find a mature woman for their games this time, and how Jess would fit the bill. It also became clear why Jess had been acting strangely, she'd obviously picked up on the guys' age a lot quicker than I had, and she was probably a little upset that they were distracting her from finding some "men" to flirt with. Ha! The thought of giving my wife to a house full of teenage boys was just too much. Far from having to worry about the situation getting out of my control, I realized that Jess (and I) were about to have the night of our lives. Of course, she wouldn't remember much of it :) Part II - The Plan Jess and Bob came back to the table. She looked a bit out of it, the beer coupled with the drug she'd already drunk, but she realized something was goofy when she saw me at the table. "It's okay, babe," I said as I handed her the spiked mug of beer. "I just wanted to meet your friends. What do you think about going home with them tonight?" "Hon, I think they're a little young for me, don't you?" Jess tried to whisper, but her concerns were pretty clear to everyone at the table. Phil and Tom had whispered something to Bob, and he gave me a quick look, then a BIG grin spread across his face. "Aaah, they're not THAT young. Besides, unless you've got your mind in the gutter, what does it matter how old our new friends are?" Nervous laughter from the guys, and a grin from Jess. "Drink up baby, Tom's eager for his turn... to dance with you." As Jessie tossed her beer down, the trio ended their whispering and Tom reached for her hand. She swayed a bit as he led her to the dance floor, and whether it was the alcohol or the drug kicking in, it was clear that she was about to become a helpless plaything for our new teen friends. I watched her shapely body sway to the music and could imagine it on the floor of these kid's house while a pack of teenage boys explored it. "Hey," I thought to myself, "I gave her a chance to get out of it, and she decided to keep drinking with them - the little slut wasn't watching her drink, and is going to get exactly what she deserves." After all, it's not every night a husband gets the chance to watch the gang rape of his unconscious wife. In a way, she owed it to me! The three of us watched as Jess leaned heavily into Tom as he danced her around in front of us. "Dude," Bob said to me, "are you really cool with us all fucking your wife?" "You mean RAPING my wife?" Might as well get this off on the right foot, I thought. "Jessie isn't one of the helpless little virgins you guys are used to. She's an adult woman who screwed up. You've already drugged her to get what you want, so you shouldn't have any guilt about using her like the helpless fuck-toy you've made her into. You couldn't pay a whore enough to do what my wife will do for you, to lay there and take whatever you want to do to her. Do you understand me?" Bob seemed to think for a minute, then grinned again. "Man, if you're not going to stop us and she stays out - we'll have her walking funny for a week!" Tom and Jess came back to the table and it looked like the drug had kicked in. Jess could barely stand, but was still conscious. Tom grabbed his beer and I sat Jessie down next to me. "How you doing, babe? You look a little out of it. Are you okay?" "Just a little tired," she slurred at me. "Probably oughta head to bed." "But honey, your new friends aren't done with you, I don't think. You've got them all worked up and they want a crack at having some fun with you." "Aaah, just a little teasing, honey. They know I was just flirting." She didn't say yes, but she didn't really say no, either. My desire to see her take on a group of horny teenagers warred with my concerns about her really not wanting it. I didn't really want them to rape her, but if she were really out of it... "Guys, why don't you carry her out to my car and we'll follow you home. She seems pretty out of it, maybe by the time we get to your place she'll be ready for her party." The boys obviously wanted to take her in their car, but I wanted a last chance to make sure that Jess was either up for a gangbang, or was far enough gone that it didn't matter. Plus, I wasn't sure that I trusted the little bastards alone with her, for all that they seemed pretty intimidated by me while I was standing there. Bob and Tom slung Jessie's arms over their shoulders, and the five of us began walking towards the door. I led the way, allowing the guys a chance to feel any part of my wife's body they hadn't had a chance to on the dance floor. When we got to the parking lot, I steered them into a dark corner, turned and said, "Hang on a minute." While the guys propped her up, I slipped her halter top completely off. "Have fun, guys, just the waist up for now. I'll pull the car up in a minute." My car was parked nearby, but rather than go directly to it, I slipped behind it and gave the guys a few minutes with Jess. I figured it was not only a good chance to see them in action, but that it'd give her a last chance to realize what was going on and tell me to stop it when I regained possession of her. The guys left her jeans on, but took turns playing with and sucking her tits. They were actually pretty gentle with her and seemed fascinated by her large breasts - undoubtedly a change from their normal, teenaged "conquests". After a few minutes it was clear that they were waiting for me and didn't appear to be interested in hurting Jess, so I climbed into the car and drove up. They slipped her into the front seat, and with my drugged, half-naked wife sitting beside me I waited while they went to their car. Phil climbed into the driver's seat, and I followed them out of the parking lot. Part III - Jessie's Ride As I trailed along behind the boys about to use my wife as a sexual plaything, I looked at Jessie's quiet form. "Jess, are you up for this or what?" She seemed in a trance, whatever the boys had given her seemed to have reduced her to a zombie. She mumbled something that might have been yes, but gave no indication that she understood the question or that it was me asking it. I reached over and tweaked a nipple, and she gave me no response. I tweaked it again, a little harder, and still nothing. What the hell, I went for broke and pinched it again, hard - keeping her nipple trapped between my fingernails for a few moments. Still nothing. Phil, Bob and Tom had dosed my wife into a pliant sex object. "Well, my little cunt, I guess you'll tell me what you remember tomorrow, but tonight we're going to have some fun." Just then we pulled up to a traffic light and stopped behind the guys. There was a group of people, mostly guys, standing on the corner with a clear view of Jessie's uncovered chest. She made no attempt to cover herself and one of the men pointed at the window. I couldn't make out what was said, but a whoop went up from the group as their attention was directed to my wife's naked breasts. The light turned green, but rather than follow the guys immediately I pulled over to the corner to give them a better look. I hit the power window on the passenger side, and got ready to have a bit of fun watching the strangers ogle my wife. "Babe, time for you to call it quits, if you still can, or to get ready for a busy night. Your call..." As the window went down, I heard someone shout, "Check them puppies out! Good God, she's got a nice set! He's gonna let us see 'em good!" I was going to give them a good view, all right, and Jess wasn't in any condition to stop me. I saw that Phil had continued driving for a ways, then pulled over when he noticed I wasn't following him anymore. I guess he thought I was chickening out, or maybe he had noticed the crowd on the corner himself and wondered if I had found some new playmates for Jess. Whatever, I didn't think it'd matter too much if I had a bit of fun with her first, and get her warmed up for them. Even if it did, handing Jess' body over to them for their enjoyment would be the perfect way to make up for any hurt feelings. So I dropped the window all the way, and by the time it was down there were two guys right at the side of the car looking in, with two or three others crowded in behind them. They looked at me, but I didn't say a word and gestured towards Jess. "He's gonna let us have some fun, looks like she's out cold," one of the two said to the audience. He grabbed one of her tits and gave it a squeeze, and said "She's got some nice jugs, man, check 'em out!" The other guy in the window latched on to the nipple of her other tit and gave it a pinch. I waited, with them, for Jess to give some sign of discomfort, but she was out. They both reached for Jess with both hands, and my wife's body was soon being pawed by the two strangers while a group of their friends looked on. As they gradually became more forceful with her, her breasts reddened under their assault. They weren't overly rough, but the focused attention of two men was more than Jessie's tit-flesh was used to, and it was clear she'd have some bruises to remember her evening by tomorrow. Well, I'd have something to remember - she'd mostly just have the bruises! She sat immobile, allowing them free reign in their enjoyment of her breasts. One of them stuck his head in through the window, and forced his tongue into Jessie's mouth. Then he lowered his head to her breasts, and chewed on them for a moment until he was dragged out of the way by his partner. The second one reached in and pulled Jess' head closer to the window. He had his dick out and, to the delight of his friends, proceeded to use my wife's limp fingers to masturbate. "Gonna pop on your whore, dude - check it out!" Jess caught her first load of the night as he rubbed his dick against her face. The stranger's cum splashed across her lips to the applause of the group, and he pushed into her slack mouth as he finished. "Get it all, honey - lick me nice and clean." Then I watched as he pushed his cum into her mouth from her face, to the cheers of the group. Another stepped up to the window and began fishing out his dick, and I was tempted to start the party right then and there. But it was time to go - Phil was backing up towards us, and I was eager to see what they had in mind for Jess. So I pulled away from the corner, waving goodbye to the disappointed crowd, and picked up Phil's trail again, waiting for him to lead the way home. I left the window down, leaving Jessie exposed to the eyes of anyone on the street as the cum dried on her face. We had to stop at one or two more traffic lights, but we never came upon another group, so no one else got to play with her. We did pass several people, though, and they got a clear, unobstructed view of her tits. One group of teens applauded as we drove by, and I was tempted to pull over. But the main event was coming up, and I was looking forward to starting the party with the guys. As we came into a residential area, the opportunities to show her off trickled away. By the time we pulled into a driveway behind the guys there was no one around outside that I could see. They got out of their car quickly, and came back to me before I even had the engine turned off. "What were you doing back at that light, man? We waited for you to catch up - what were those guys doing to her?" asking what I had done with their toy for the night. The possessive little buggers had been worried they wouldn't get to play. "Don't worry," I replied as they looked at Jessie's reddened tits and still-sticky face. "I was just getting her warmed up for you - making sure your little dose had her out. Why don't you strip her down out here, it'll be easier to keep track of her clothes if we just leave them all in the car." As tight as Jessie's jeans were, the three teens had her out of them in seconds. Her thong followed them down her thighs, and my wife's limp, naked body was exposed to them. They lifted her out of the car and Jess slumped against Phil, her drugged limbs barely able to support her weight. "Grab her legs and let's get her inside before the neighbors see," Phil sounded a bit nervous. "C'mon guys, help me out here!" Bob and Tom bent down and each grabbed an ankle, sweeping Jess off her feet. She swayed between them as the guys carried her off the house as I followed. Part IV - Jessie Entertains We entered the house, and the guys started towards the stairs. "Where are you going, guys?" "We've gotta get her upstairs into Phil's bedroom, so we can get started, man," Bob answered. "You're gonna let us screw her, aren't you?" "Well, sure - but why upstairs? Why not right here in the living room - it'll be a lot more comfortable to watch." "Watch? What do you mean watch?" Three sets of puzzled eyes were on me. "Guys, I'm going to let you fuck my wife - as a matter of fact, I'm going to let you do about anything you can dream up to my wife. But I fully intend to watch, and I assumed you'd want to see each other fuck her as well." The living room had a large coffee table centered in front of an easy chair, where I sat down. "Set her up on the coffee table, or move it out of the way and put her on the carpet. And get your brothers, Jessie needs some cock!" The guys seemed a little unsure, but soon had Jess propped up on the couch while they slid the coffee table out of the way. "We usually do the girl a couple times before we get the kids into it, do we have to get them right now?" Phil was just chockfull of ideas. "Guys, here's the deal. You don't HAVE to do anything, any more than I HAVE to let you use my wife tonight for your personal fuck toy. I'd like to see her take five cocks as many times as she can, but I only see three here. Got any ideas, or should I go find those guys on the corner? They seemed to think Jess was worth sharing." Soon I had two new friends, Todd and Troy, to introduce to Jessie. 13-year-old twins! Laying on her back, unconscious, with her thighs spread and her arms positioned over her head... it was all I could do not to climb aboard myself! The guys needed to work themselves up, though. There was an odd vibe going on for sure - as much as they wanted to fuck Jess, no one wanted to be the first to strip down and climb on her in front of the others. "Bob, you're up. I want you to fuck my wife while she's still fresh, and get her ready for your friends. C'mon, you lucky bastard, drop 'em and fuck the shit out of her." I figured alphabetically was as good an order as any, especially since once the ice was broken it would be first come, first cum for the rest of the night. We watched as Bob stripped, and his rock-hard teenage cock was more than ready for my wife. We watched as he knelt between her thighs, and we watched as he speared into Jess. No resistance - she's a randy bitch and, awake or not, she'd had enough attention tonight to have her soaked. No gentle lovemaking, no kissing, no stroking - he immediately began slamming into her hard and fast with full strokes, working his dick in and out of my wife's pussy. "C'mon, Bob - can't you fuck my wife any harder? If she was awake she'd be screaming for more, she likes it a little mean. Use her, man, don't worry - it won't break!" I tried to jump start comments from the others, but they watched silently as my wife's body was used by their friend. Her tits shook and her thighs rippled with his thrusts, until he finished deep inside my wife and rolled off. "I'm next, before she gets too sloppy." Phil slid out of his pants and into Jessie's cum-filled snatch. Only her second fuck of the night, but already the juicy, slapping sound of her used pussy filled the room as Phil pounded into her. And pounded is the right word - Jessie's body shook with each stroke, and as I watched her being scooted across the floor I knew she'd have a nice set of rug-burns as a trophy of her night with the boys. "Hey, check that out," I pointed out, "my little slut's getting it so good from Phil her toes are clenching." Each time Phil bottomed out, Jessie's toes clenched. Nearing an orgasm, or just reacting to Phil's thrusts, whichever it was it was a pretty good indication that Jess was getting a good fuck from Phil. With a grunt, Phil emptied into Jessie, and rolling off yelled "Next!" He was quickly replaced by Tom, and the swampy mess between Jessie's thighs gave a loud squelch as he rammed home as well. Tom didn't last long at all, and added his cum to the loads already swimming around inside my wife almost immediately. Todd and Troy were up next, and gave Tom some competition for the quick- shot award. The first round was over, and my cock was achingly hard as I looked at my wife. Not even ten minutes had passed since we got to Phil's house, and already her pussy was soaked with five loads of teenaged cum. Semen oozed from between her twat lips, lips that gaped open revealing the creamy depths of a pussy ravaged by five dicks. Though I had already decided not to join in the fucking of my wife until I had her to myself, I couldn't resist sliding SOMETHING into her used cunt. Four fingers slipped in easily, and I felt the slackness of her walls due to the pounding they'd received. "Check this out, guys," while they watched intently, I curved my thumb into my palm and with a minimum of pressure slipped my entire hand into her. "There's usually more resistance than that - I guess you guys really stretched her out some!" I made a fist inside her, and began working it back and forth. Loud squelching sounds filled the room and, with each stroke, rivulets of cum began belching out of her cunt around my wrist. I could tell by the flush rising on her chest that she was nearing orgasm, drugged or not. "C'mere and hold her shoulders for me, and watch how a whore looks when she gets off." Bob and Tom knelt by her head, and with one hand held a shoulder. Their other hands were occupied, stroking their re-awakened cocks and getting ready for round two. I was really working her pussy into a froth, stirring the cum pooled in her depths with each stroke into her cunt. Keeping my fingers curled into a fist, I began working the top of Jessie's snatch, while flicking her clitoris with my other hand. I had finally found a bit of resistance left in my wife's pussy, right at the opening. Focusing my attention there, it wasn't long before I was working my fist in and out of the (formerly) tight entrance of her pussy. I continued flicking her clit while fisting her, and watched as her chest continued to flush red. There was no other sign of orgasm at all, no clenching in her pussy, trembling thighs, or any other of the other clues I've picked up over the years that indicated Jessie's arousal. But, sure enough, when she finally came her pussy clamped down on my fist HARD! Still under the influence of whatever drug the boys had fed her, she made no sound nor did her body make any movements at all, but there was no doubt that she was in the midst of a powerful orgasm. "Man! We've never had one get off before - they just lay there. Your wife really likes this, man - she IS a slut!" It surprised me that Bob said that, they'd been careful not to do or say anything that might have pissed me off. "I've told you guys she's a whore - and your whore for the night! Now, come on! If y'all don't start filling her up with some cock and treating her like the slut she is, I'll have to go find somebody who will!" Part V - Round Two Bob and Tom were both ready, and both wanted her. "Hey, guys - that pussy is stretched and ready. It's not like you've got to take turns or anything, fuck it!" There's nothing quite like watching two dicks sliding into your wife's pussy at the same time. It took them a bit to figure out how to slide in without blocking the view for us. Finally, they left her on her back and lay to either side of her. Slinging one of her thighs over their waists, they spread her wide open and filled her with cock. Jess looked like a complete whore. Lying in a puddle of cum, her pussy lips wrapped around two teenaged cocks, with three more lined up for their turn. What a time to have left the camera at home! "Hey Phil, have you got a Polaroid or something?" He didn't look too happy about being sent on a wild goose chase, so I had to promise him "something special" when he got back. I had an idea, but I wanted a picture of it. While Phil dashed off upstairs, I watched as Bob and Tom fucked Jessie. They were both stroking away at a fair rate, mostly staying together and feeding Jessie a double-dick about the size of a Coke can. Tom had latched on to one of her tits as well, and seemed intent on giving my wife a hickey that would last a lifetime. Bob, being a bit taller and able to reach, had his tongue forced into Jessie's helpless mouth. They were still going strong when Phil made it back with the camera. "You three get up by her head, and have your dicks out. Tom - you're doing fine. Bob - why don't you get on her other tit? Great, hold on a minute." I took a few pictures where Jessie's face was obscured by three dicks for the boys' private collections - their faces were clear. I also got a few for myself before the film was gone, showing her face more clearly. One picture, my favorite, was from the tits up and showed Bob and Tom biting her nipples and pulling them up towards her face, with two dicks resting at the corners of her mouth and a third laying on her forehead. Her face is very clear, and not only is her smeared makeup visible, but her face is glistening with the precum of the boy's dicks and her lips are swollen. A real fuck-slut picture! I had made Bob and Tom stop fucking while we posed the pictures and when I stopped, saving a few pictures, they made up for lost time and quickly brought themselves off in my wife, hosing down her pussy walls again. I was glad I'd saved some film when Todd and Troy replaced them. How often do you get to see twin 13-year-olds double fuck your wife? But the truly amazing sight was when I asked Phil to join them. It was a lot harder to see clearly, but I got a picture of his cock joining the other two buried in my wife. When all three of them gave a coordinated shove and simultaneously buried themselves deeply in Jessie, the grunt that came from her unconscious body nearly made me cum in my pants. The twins could barely move, but Phil fucked her even harder than he had the first time. I doubt Jessie's cunt was providing any friction at all, but the three dicks wedged in there must have done the job. They didn't go off together, but first Todd shot off, and triggered his two brothers right behind him. They rolled away from my slut-wife, and their cum gushed out of her flooded pussy. Her cunt gaped open now, and we could see her inner walls glistening with cum way up her pussy. "What do you think, guys? Ever see a whore take that much cock before?" Again, Bob was the only one who took me up. "Dude, your wife is a fucking slut. I don't think five of us are enough for her, maybe when we're done we should find some help. Listen, her pussy is pretty much fucked out, how about we roll her over, huh?" Now, I like to protect Jessie's asshole. Stretching her pussy is one thing, but there's nothing quite like sliding into her snapping-tight little anus, and I never want to give that up. But, I had given her to the boys for the night, and I had certainly helped ruin her pussy for their enjoyment. And there was no way Jess was in any shape to give them blowjobs. All I could do was hope that one ride apiece up her Hershey highway would satisfy them, and that being ass-fucked five times (well, six or seven - since I'd be getting some myself later) wouldn't do any permanent damage to her tight butt. So, I helped them roll her over. And I cheated a bit, using one of Jessie's tricks she used to try on me. Instead of pulling her knees up to her chest to give them full access for a deep ass-fuck, I left her spread out. They would still get a good fuck, but the depths of Jessie's ass would remain unravaged, protected by the swell of her ass and thighs. "Use her pussy to get lubed up, and whoever's got the smallest dick goes first." Bob blushed, but took the honors and soon was slamming away at my wife's ass. Although it was their third shot of the night, it didn't take any of them long to finish in her and add their cum to the pool in her rectum. When "Big Bad Phil" finally pulled out of Jessie's asshole, I'd watched my wife take fifteen loads of teenaged cum while being trained, gangbanged, ass- fucked, double- AND triple-pussy fucked and fisted. Part VI - Private Party "Guys, tell you what. I'm going to give you some "private time" with Jess, okay? Check her out, have some fun, and do me a favor. See if you can't stretch her pussy out some for me, okay? Leave her ass nice and tight in case we need it again later, but her pussy's fair game. See you in a bit." I walked out to the car and started it up, then drove a short ways down the street and parked. I gave them a few minutes to make their plans, then crept back to the house and up to the window. The lights were on, and I had not realized what a clear shot of my wife's debasement at the hands of these youngsters we'd been giving anyone who happened by. I had nearly as good a view as I did sitting in my chair inside, but even better I could watch the guys explore my wife without being intimidated by my presence. And they were fucked-out enough themselves that they'd have to use some ingenuity to enjoy her. By the time I got to the window, they were already working a baseball bat up Jessie's cunt. Not a challenge for my helpless little wife, she'd taken one of those conscious before! As Phil fucked about 8" of the bat in and out of her, I saw that Tom had reattached himself to Jessie's chest. He was working her other tit now, and seemed intent on tattooing his initials into her with hickeys or something. Bob was working his dick up near Jessie's face, and was rubbing it against her lips. I couldn't see the twins, whether they were exploring the house looking for toys to use on Jessie or if they'd been kicked off to bed, I wasn't sure. Phil left the bat shoved in Jessie, and walked over to a closet. The little bastard had another camera! He proceeded to snap several pictures of Jessie as she lay there with a baseball bat crammed up her pussy and Bob dipped his hardening dick in and out of her mouth while Tom worked her tits. It was a Polaroid too, so I knew I'd have a chance to "borrow" any that showed her face too clearly. Phil set the camera and his pictures aside, and got back between Jessie's thighs. He slid his fingers in alongside the bat, and it looked like he forced four fingers in. He began rotating the bat, and I could imagine how Jessie's pussy was stretching out over the bumps of his knuckles, straining her pussy walls even more. Bob was pushing his dick deeper into her mouth, and I saw that my unconscious wife was more than capable of providing an acceptable blowjob to a teenager intent on getting one. Tom moved to straddle Jessie, and began rubbing his dick around on her love-bite covered breasts. The twins finally reappeared, with a bag of apples and sporting two renewed hard-ons themselves. LARGE apples, the cooking kind, easily the size of my fist if not a bit bigger. Ingenuity indeed! There was a short discussion, then Phil pulled the bat out of Jessie (I had to imagine the pop) and the twins replaced him between Jessie's legs. They each packed an apple into Jess, and one of them got in a third after a bit of pressure, but the fourth didn't want to go. I waited through another discussion, then Bob took the next apple and just forced it into Jessie's over-packed pussy with a punching motion. From the window I could see her distorted belly. Bob pushed against her cunt, and the lumps rippled across her belly as the apples shifted in position. He pushed down on her belly, then into her cunt again. If he was looking for room to get another apple in, he found it. I then watched in amazement as he slowly forced a fifth apple into Jessie. Five was as many as I wanted to see go into her, so I readied myself to rejoin them if necessary. But Bob seemed satisfied. This was obvious not only because he stopped, but because his dick was fully recovered. He straddled my wife's face and, using her slack mouth like a pussy, proceeded to fuck her throat until he came. Phil was next, and although he was unable to force all of his larger cock down Jessie's throat he did feed her another load of cum. Tom chose her bruised tits. Squashing Jessie's 36Ds into a fuck tunnel for himself, he scooped some fuck- juice from Jessie's crotch for lubricant and preceded to titty-fuck her. One of the apples popped out while he rode her chest, but Bob quickly jammed it back in to keep Jessie properly packed. Tom emptied himself on Jessie's chest, leaving her for the twins. While the older boys looked on, the twins knelt at either side of Jessie's face. Taking turns, they tilted her head from side to side and fucked their dicks into her mouth. It didn't appear that Jess had swallowed much of Phil's load, as her slack mouth oozed cum around the twins' dicks. Her face became a spermy mess, soaked by their dicks dragging in and out of her mouth. The twins finished by popping off nearly simultaneously on her face, completely obliterating her features under a frothy sea of cum. Phil immortalized the sight, popping several pictures of her covered in their cum. Bill took her by the hair and lifted her head, and Phil continued taking pictures as the cum slid down her face, revealing my wife's face to the camera again. I was glad the sight splayed out before him would be preserved. Jessie, still unconscious, dripping from nearly two dozen cums from teenagers we'd only met an hour or so before. Covered in hickeys, a pussy packed with apples, and a face completely coated in jizz. Part VII - Taking Jessie Home I walked up to the front door and, as I'd left it unlocked, walked in. They boys looked guiltily at me in surprise, and Phil tried to hide the camera. "It's all right, keep taking them. I get first picks, though, and I'll let you know which ones you can keep. Relax, guys - I asked you to fuck her, remember? So how'd it go, got a nice stretched-out wife for me to take home?" Bob and Tom were dressed and on their ways home within minutes. A quick "Thanks" to me, though they didn't even look at Jessie, much less thank her, and they were out the door with a few pictures to remember the night. The twins disappeared as well, leaving my drugged wife and I alone with Phil. "Listen, man - you've gotta get her out of here. The stuff we used on her is pretty powerful, but it's got a short punch. She'll be coming around in about an hour, and she doesn't really need to see us, okay?" "Phil, relax. You sure you don't want a blowjob from a *conscious* woman who knows what she's doing?" I didn't know if Jess would be up for it, but Phil obviously wasn't interested anyway. "No, thanks, man, but you should just go. Thanks for letting us fuck your wife, she was really hot, but you should just go." "Tell you what - give me the rest of the drug you used on my wife, and how you got it, and I'm out of here." Phil didn't want to give it to me, but I left with a baggie containing about four doses and directions. No plans for it yet, but I knew more nights of drugged submission were in Jessie's future. He held the door open for me as I carried my nude, well-fucked wife out to our car. I left her packed with apples, looking forward to fucking her stretched-out fuck tube when I got home, and drove off. This time, though, I covered her up and took the back ways, looking to get my little fuck-toy home for more fun without any interruptions. She started waking on the expressway, but was still pretty groggy when we arrived at our house. I half carried her stumbling body into our house, and got her back to our bedroom before she mumbled "What the fuck happened tonight?" Apparently she was a bit sore, more than a bit uncomfortable, and wasn't sure why. Waiting for her to realize she had nearly a dozen apples shoved up her, I wondered if leaving them there had been so clever after all. But, she was still pretty drunk and was still feeling something from the drug, so I figured honesty was the best policy. "Babe, you made the fantasies of five guys come true. And you're about to satisfy about the only guy in the tri-state area who hasn't fucked you yet, ME!" She fell quiet, apparently having passed out again, and flopped on the bed. I positioned her on her stomach over the corner of the bed, with her legs hanging over the sides. Her thighs splayed open, revealing one of the apples at the entrance of her cunt, and her still- gaping asshole. I put my dick against her slippery asshole and, with the cum of her five teenaged lovers lubricating me, sunk completely into the depths of her bowels on my first stroke. The apples in her cunt kept her ass tight, and I could feel them as I stroked in and out of her. She remained quiet and limp, allowing me the use of her helpless body as she had the five boys. I took the long, full strokes I love to use on my wife's ass, pulling completely out to give her anus a chance to wink at me, then plunging in hard, feeling my balls slap against her pussy lips. One of the apples was forced out of her, but I was too close to my orgasm to worry about packing it back in. With a final, stabbing thrust I exploded into Jessie's ass, adding my load to the many she'd already absorbed over the night. I pulled out, and looked at the damage done to my wife's nether regions. I spread her ass cheeks and her asshole opened easily, allowing me to insert two fingers without even touching her sphincter. First three, then four went in with little trouble, while her pussy easily accepted my entire hand as I slipped into her to begin fishing out the apples. I pried the first one out, applying pressure from her anus to push it free. The next two apples slipped out easily as well, though the last one gave me some difficulty. It was so slippery, and the depths of Jessie's cunt were so stretched out of shape and yielding that it kept slipping away from my fingers! I finally had to wrap my hand around it and pull it out, feeling the first bit of resistance from my wife's pussy walls I'd felt all night. Looking at the five apples that had been jamb-packed into her for the past hour, I felt my cock twitch back to life as I realized it might be quite a while until I felt any resistance there again. Slipping into her stretched cunt was heaven - no resistance at all, just liquid warmth. I stroked in and out a few times, and felt only the bottom of her pussy as I rubbed back and forth - the walls and roof of her cunt were so stretched out of shape I couldn't feel them at all. Her cunt lips slapped loosely against my balls as I buried myself in her. I slipped her legs over my shoulders, and rocked over on top of her. Normally, this crushes the tip of my penis against her cervix, a bit painful for her but a nearly guaranteed orgasm for me. But the apples had pushed her cervix beyond the reach of my dick - her cunt was stretched like never before. The complete lack of friction I felt in her cunt was never going to get me off, so I pulled out and, leaving her knees on my shoulders, lowered my dick to her ass and plunged in. Without the apples drawing up the slack, her once-tight ass was as loose as her pussy normally was AFTER I'd fucked it. The friction was there, but it felt like fucking a 5 dollar whore, not my sweet little wife Jessie. Ever seen a Max Hardcore movie? I rocked back on my heels, holding Jess' thighs against her chest, and proceeded to ram my dick into her ass as hard as I could, at every angle I could get, knocking her asshole walls from every direction. With her hand not pinning her thighs down, I plunged four fingers into her snatch and pried her open, watching the bulge of my dick working in her ass. Then I worked in my thumb and proceeded to fist her in time to the butt-fucking I was giving her. I finally finished by masturbating into her ass, wrapping my fingers around my cock through the floor of her pussy and spraying her used ass with my cum. And that was that. Jess never did wake up again that night, slipping from drugged unconsciousness into a deep sleep. The next morning, she woke with a couple of SORE orifices, a vague memory of what had happened at the club, and a little bit about our time together in our bedroom, nothing at all about the guys. It was obvious to her she'd been through the sexual wringer, but she didn't believe me as I filled her in with the details of her debauchery. Until I showed her the pictures. END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 63