Erotic Stories - Volume 1 by Mike O

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Erotic Stories - Volume 1

(Mike O'Connor)


HORNY YOUNG HOUSEWIFE SEEKS WELL-ENDOWED MEN FOR LARGE GROUP SESSIONS

HORNY YOUNG HOUSEWIFE SEEKS WELL-ENDOWED MEN FOR LARGE GROUP SESSIONS. ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING GOES. NO STRINGS, NO FEES AND NO HOLES BARRED. ALL REPLIES WITH PHONE NO. AND NUDE PIC ANSWERED. NO NUMBER = NO REPLY. CUM AND GET ME, BOYS!

The picture that accompanied the classified advert was a full-frontal shot of my naked, thirty year old wife, gripping a big, hard cock in each hand and receiving a double helping of semen over her face and outstretched tongue. A third man was lying beneath her on the bed, with his hands around her waist and his cock buried to the hilt in her cunt.

I had been the photographer. The names of the three other men involved were forgotten. Well, the photo had been taken over three months ago. Rachel had been with quite a few men since then.

Though my wife picked up strangers for sex as often as other women went shopping, this was our first time trying an adult dating site. We were both shocked by the number of replies she received.

"I've narrowed it down to forty," Rachel announced, as she finished checking her inbox. "Time I started making a few phone calls. How about next Saturday?"

"Why not?" I replied. "How many of these men are you planning to invite?"

"Well, there's a few I'm not sure about," she answered.

"And the rest?"

Rachel smiled. "The rest, I'd like to have next Saturday. The ultimate gang-bang. What do you think?"

Having been married to this voluptuous blonde nymphomaniac for almost five years, I knew she wasn't joking. Rachel's ambition to break her own personal record of eleven men at one time was the main reason she had placed the explicit advert.

"If you think you can handle that much cock, you go for it, girl," I replied.

 

***

Over the next two evenings, Rachel made telephone contact with each of the men who had responded. Eventually, twenty-two numbered invitations were e-mailed to the chosen few.

"You're absolutely sure about this?" I asked.

"Oh yes!" she confirmed eagerly. "This is my ultimate fantasy. I intend to be the dirtiest, cheapest slut any of these men has ever cum in or pissed on. You just watch me, darling!"

I had to admit, I was looking forward to doing just that. Unlike Rachel's first husband, I wasn't the jealous type. I was as addicted to the thrill of watching her engage in the most sordid sexual acts with complete strangers as she was to the thrill of behaving like a complete slut.

The orgy was scheduled to commence at three PM, the following Saturday afternoon and would finish around six. Throughout the intense, three hour fuck marathon, I would remain downstairs, answering the door and enjoying the show from a distance.

 

***

The first two men arrived together.

"Right on time, guys," I smiled, taking their printed invitation cards. "Rachel is waiting upstairs. First door on the right. Have fun."

"Thanks, we will," the oldest of the pair responded.

It was all so casual, I might have been inviting them to look at a piece of furniture I was selling.

With a video camera wired to the large-screen TV in the living room, I didn't need to be present in the bedroom to enjoy a grandstand view. Considering the number of visitors I was expecting, that was just as well.

Rachel was lying on the bed, wearing nothing but pink lipstick, black silk stockings and garter belt. The black rubber sheet beneath her meant we didn't have to worry about the inevitable mess.

She was rubbing her right hand between her thighs, moaning softly as she fucked her shaven cunt with two fingers. The masturbation show was not just for my benefit. My wife was so genuinely horny, she could not resist playing with herself.

She continued to masturbate as the two men entered the room.

"Hello there, boys," she smiled. "Welcome to the party."

"Nice to meet you," the younger man said, feasting his eyes on her wanton nakedness. "I'm John."

"And I'm fucking horny!" Rachel replied. "So let's get down to business, shall we?"

Small talk had never been one of my wife's strong points. At least not when she was wetting herself with her need for a hard cock.

Watching Rachel in action was like a hardcore movie without even the hint of a storyline. Her two co-stars were naked within minutes of their arrival. While the man called John stuffed his full seven inches of hard cock into her mouth, his companion embraced her from behind, rough hands cupping her big, succulent breasts. Reaching back between her thighs with her right hand, Rachel grabbed his throbbing cock and guided the sticky, bulbous crown to her juicy slit.

I had only a few minutes to watch her sucking and getting fucked, before the doorbell rang again.

Over the next forty minutes, a further eleven men arrived. Each presented his invitation and was then directed upstairs.

By then, Rachel was accommodating her guests in a manner that would have made a porn star blush. She was kneeling on the edge of the bed, riding the man lying beneath her, her wet cunt sliding up and down the length of his fat, thick veined rod. A second man was stuffing his cock up her ass from behind. She had a stiff cock gripped in each fist and was cramming both foaming erections into opposite corners of her mouth. Her face was already splattered with semen.

The next time the doorbell rang, the visitor was somebody I had not been expecting.

"Oh, hello Lucinda," I blurted.

"What's going on?" the tall, slender brunette demanded. "I could hardly get a parking space outside."

Had it been anybody else, I would have had to come up with some fast excuse to get rid of them. But Lucinda was my wife's best friend. She knew the kind of games we played, even if she did not necessarily approve of some of our wilder adventures.

I had just invited her in, when another car rolled into the driveway and a well dressed man in his sixties emerged. After I had greeted him and taken his invitation, he took a moment to study Lucinda, before heading upstairs.

"Are you going to tell me what the big occasion is, or do I have to guess?" she demanded.

"Why don't I just show you?" I replied.

She followed me through to the lounge, stopping like she had hit a brick wall, when she saw what was on TV.

"As you can see, Rachel is rather busy at the moment," I smiled.

Lucinda's expression of wide-eyed disbelief was comical to behold. She was looking at her best friend cramming two big cocks into her mouth, whilst getting fucked front and rear and jacking off another two men. When the latest arrival came into view, he appeared almost as shocked.

"Wow!" he exclaimed.

"Wow!" Lucinda gasped.

"Shocking, isn't it?" I said. "Every one of these men is a complete stranger. They're just using my wife for their sexual pleasure. Who knows what they may do to her before they're finished?"

"Shocking indeed," Lucinda murmured. "I was going to ask Rachel if she wanted to come with me to the gym, but she's obviously getting more than enough exercise upstairs."

"You're welcome to stay and watch, if you like," I offered. "Ah, there goes the doorbell again. Yet another customer for a free and easy fuck."

"How many are you expecting?" she asked.

I smiled. "A very large number."

It was obvious Lucinda had already decided to stay for the remainder of the show. Sitting down beside her on the couch, I used the remote control to demonstrate how to capture the action from various angles.

I returned a moment later, having directed another visitor upstairs.