He said: “No, I did not. I only thought of it when they were saying how hot you were tonight”.
“Then what was the deal with “remember I told you guys the other day she likes it slow at first” comment about?”
He explained that they were talking about their wives the other day and what they liked. “As it turns out you are the only wife that sucks on cocks and the only wife that could get four guys off in one night. And not only did you get four guys off in one night you got them off three times in one night. I was very proud of you darling, you where awesome. All those cocks fucking you, all those times, your little pussy taking all of Dave’s big cock, and then to suck them all off, what a lady!”
“Bob, I have to ask, what was the deal with you licking up all their cum?”
“Did you think I would let my friends pump their cum into you if I was willing to do the same thing? I love you!”
“Bob, are you going to fuck me now?”
He was still hard as a rock. He picked me up from the floor and carried me over to the pool table. He bent me over the pool table and grabbed my ass. He spread my cheeks taking some of the cum still dripping out of my gaping pussy and he lubed up my ass with it. We have never done anal sex before, what was he doing?
“Bob, what are you doing?” I pleaded.
“Did you think I was going to use one of those used up holes on my Birthday?”
I thought to myself this is a night for a lot of firsts, and with that I could feel his firm little cock pressing against my ass hole. As his cock penetrated my ass, Bob said: “and if you can get them off three times you can get me off the same”. For once, I was glad that Bob had a small penis. Even fully erect, his little cock was not too uncomfortable to take up my ass. As Bob pumped away, my thoughts wandered off to remembering all the new sensations I had felt with much larger cocks. The way Dave and Terry stretched my pussy with their girth! The mixed discomfort and deep pleasurable feeling in my cervix when they were deep inside me. Then, I thought to myself, what a night, I had managed fourteen loads of cum.
Yes, Bob only managed to pump my tight little ass full twice before collapsing from exhaustion.
The next morning I woke up late, about ten I think. Bob was still out on the floor in the pool room lying next to the lounge chair cushion. The cushion was destroyed, covered in what seemed like litres of cum. I would have to throw it out. The place was a mess, I would clean up after I showered. My whole body looked like the cushion and I was sticky everywhere. I felt sore all over. My legs were stiff from having been spread out for so long. My pussy, not only was a sticky mess with dried cum mixed with wet cum still oozing out of it, it was sore. My thick dark brown pubes were caked and matted with dried semen. I got the hand mirror and examined my pussy. My labia was swollen, bruised and tender. Milky semen was still oozing out from my still partly gaping raw opening. I could see small bruises on my pussy’s mucus membrane. I took a piss and it stung. My sticky cum covered nipples were a little raw and my jaw was stiff. I could smell the heavy odour of old dried semen. I was a mess.
After a long shower, as I stood in front of the mirror combing my hair, I took a long look at myself and broke out in tears. “What the hell did I do last night”, I thought. My mind flooded with thoughts and questions. “Did I really let all those men touch me” “Did Bob really let all those men touch me?” “Did they really pump my pussy full of their seed?” “They weren’t even using condoms. What if I fell pregnant to one of them? I wouldn’t even know who the father was” “I sucked all their cocks and swallowed their cum” “What do they think of me” “Will they all still like me?” “Will Bob leave me?” “Will they tell everyone?” “Will they try to get me when Bob is not around?” “Damn, I really screwed up this time” I was full of guilt, shame and embarrassment, and I needed to talk to Bob before the kids came home from my mum’s.
I dressed and went into the kitchen; Bob was up and had made us some coffee. He handed me a cup and said: “Good morning darling”.
He could tell that I had been crying and came over and sat beside me and put his arms around me.
“What is wrong darling? You have been crying” he said.
I burst out in tears and it took me a few minutes before I could speak.
“Bob, what have I done?” and I began to tell him about all my guilt, shame, and embarrassment. I spilled my guts out to Bob for about five minutes with all my questions and concerns. “Will those guys still respect me? Will they tell all their friends that Bob’s wife is a slut? Will they be over here when you are not at home trying to fuck me? Do they have STD, etc.etc.etc.”. When I was done with a long list of questions, I finally asked the important questions.
“Bob, do you still love me?” “Are you going to leave me?” “Do you still respect me?” “Am I a slut in your eyes?” “Did you enjoy last night?” and “Bob, why would you ever want to watch other men use me like that?” “Did you know they were going to cum in me?” “Did you want them to?” ”Did you enjoy watching them pumping their cum into my pussy, mouth, and all over my tits?”
Bob took a sip of his coffee, looked me in the eye and said: ”Did you have a good time last night yes or no?”
I started to say that I was afraid that, and Bob cut me off. “Yes or no”.
I said: “Yes I did” as I looked at the ground.
“Did anyone hurt you?”
“NO! “I said.
“Good, I am glad you enjoyed it” he said. “Dave, Terry, Mark, and Tim all called while you were in the shower and they all said it was the best sex they had ever had” and he went on ”They all said that is the first time they were able to cum three times in one night”.
I looked up and said “I am glad they all had a good time, did you enjoy yourself?”
“Baby I have never loved you as much as I love you now. Put your mind at ease, none have STD. They will never mention this to anyone and they will never hit on you. I am very much in love with you and very proud of you. I look at you like an awesome sports car. I have wanted to show you off since we have been married. You have an awesome body, great tits, beautiful tight pussy, and you are rock hard. You are the very best at sex, the best fuck, best hand job, best blow job, and after last night the best anal fuck. Until last night it was if I owned the best sports car in the world, but it was in a crate in the garage. No one could see it, no one could use it, and I could not show it off. Now I have shown it off and my mates love it. And I loved showing it off.”
Dave, Terry, Tim, and Mark come to the house all the time. They’ve never mentioned that night. They treat me the same as they always did before that night. I do see a little smile on their faces as they play snooker from the end of the table that they had me on. I feel a little superior to their wives when they are over. Secretly knowing that I had given each of their husbands the best fucks and blow jobs of their lives. And when Dave’s bitch of a wife is over for a swim I have her always sit on the lounge chair cushion. I decided not to throw it out in the end. I’d never tell Bob, but now when I’m horny and masturbating my sex toys, I can’t help but fantasize about that night, seeing all those horny men yearning for my body, seeing their erect membrum virile standing proud, and then feeling their manhood buried deep inside me, spilling their seed….