Mary, Mary?
By Saladin

Isn't it strange the changes we go through in life?  My wife
Mary and I didn't have a typical marriage, though you would
never have known it to look at us.  We were just your
typical suburban couple with good jobs and no kids, DINKS.
Mary dressed very conservatively except on rare occasions,
skirts at mid knee and always the full complement of
underwear.  But we made some changes several months ago to
our life style and got things on to a different track.  No
one knows about the changes we made, only the result and I'm
writing this because sometimes I don't believe what happened
myself.

When I met Mary, she had just moved here after getting
divorced.  We dated for about six months and then lived
together for about a year before we got married.  At first,
everything was great, but then she started getting deep into
the "wife" thing.  You know, the "we shouldn't do that
anymore, it's not right for married people" concept that
drives men crazy.  Well, that stuff gets old pretty fast and
we were starting to have real problems.  And I admit, most
of them were my fault; I started staying out late with the
guys, hitting the titty bars, that kind of stuff.  Our sex
life was down to maybe once a week, and then it was get on
top and get off quick, that was it!

The weekend things started changing, I had been out of town
at a class for a couple of days.  That Friday, I got home in
the early afternoon while she was still at work.  I unpacked
and decided to jack off before she got home.  When I went to
my hidden stash of dirty magazines, I realized at once that
something was wrong. The stacks were messed up and some of
the pages were now dog-eared.  Oh, shit, Mary found these
and I'm going to hear about it now.  When I looked at the
stories that were marked, they were all about female
submission, the idea of the woman being the man's sex slave.
I thought it was interesting she had marked those stories.

When she got home that night, I had a nice dinner ready as a
peace offering, just in case.  But all evening she didn't
say a word about the dirty magazines in her house!  When we
went to bed that night, we kissed and cuddled, but didn't
make love.  I lay there thinking about the stories and her
reaction or lack of it after she went to sleep.  The next
morning, I made some extra stops while I was out doing the
morning errands and then dashed home to get all my tasks
completed.   By noon we were done with the household chores
and I fixed a pitcher of margaritas, one of her favorite
drinks.

By three she was fairly high, not drunk, but feeling no pain
as they say.  On one of her trips to the bathroom, I
followed her and was waiting in the bedroom when she came
out.

"Sophia," I said.  "What are you thinking about wench,
you're not wearing your slave collar!"

She froze for a minute, a minute that seemed to be an hour,
as I held out one of my purchases.  Then she moved forward
and turned her back so I could place the leather collar
around her neck.  After I put the collar on her I turned her
around and looked at her.  Her eyes were closed and her lips
were parted as she breathed through here mouth.  She was
wearing a tee shirt and shorts and of course the obligatory
bra.  I tossed her one of my other purchases, still in the
bag, and told her to put it on.  It had been months since I
had seen Mary naked except for trips to and from the
bathroom so I enjoyed watching her undress in the daylight.
She was still well built, with good tits although she had
gained a few pounds over the years.  As she undressed, I
could see her nipples were hard and she had goose bumps all
over her body.  When she was naked, she reached in the bag,
and pulled out the g-string inside.  Now she blushed as her
eyes stared at it, a deep pink flush covering her body.
After a moment's hesitation, she pulled it on and closed her
eyes again.

I led her into the middle of the room and posed her; having
her spread her legs slightly, and clasp her hands behind her
back.  I walked around her, stroking her body as I went.  I
told her to stay there while I went to get our drinks.  When
I came back she was still there, eyes closed, her arm
position thrusting her breasts forward.

"Does Slave Sophia want a drink", I asked?

"Yes."

"Yes please, Master," I prompted.

"Yes, please, Master."

As she drank, I took off my clothes.  I went up to her and
taking her glass away, I pushed her to her knees, telling
her to keep her hands behind her back.  Now I could rub my
erection over her face, paying particular attention to her
mouth.  Before we were married, oral sex was a frequent part
of our sex life, but since marriage she had decided, that it
was one of the dirty things.  When I told her to open her
mouth, I expected hesitation, but she obeyed right away.
Holding the back of her head, I told her to suck it good.
She continued to obey, taking me deep into her mouth and
sucking my balls.  I knew she expected me to cum in her
mouth but I had other plans.

Gently pulling her arms from behind her, I led her to the
bed.  I told her to bend over so her head and arms were
resting on the bed with her legs spread wide.  Now I had
almost total access to her body and I knew the g-string had
side clasps so I could take it off her without her needing
to move.  I stroked and tweaked her body, watching her get
more and more turned on.  Reaching between her legs, I
started playing with her pussy, being sure to get to her
clit.  When I pulled aside her g-string to slide my thumb
inside her she moaned.

"Would Slave Sophia like to say something," I asked?

"Make love to me, " she said.

"I don't make love to slaves, I only fuck them," I replied
while my hands continued to excite her.

"Please," she said.

"Please, what?"

"Please fuck me," she said softly.

"What was that," I asked?

"Please fuck me, Master."

With that, I undid the g-string and pushed my cock into her.
She was so excited that she came almost at once and I wasn't
far behind.  My last thrusts as I came pushed her body flat
on the bed.   When I finished cuming, I reach out and undid
the collar.

"Mary," I said, "do you want your drink?"

The two of us, lying there in bed, began to talk about what
was going on.  While I was gone, she had gotten drunk one
night and done some thinking.  She knew I was getting
frustrated and she was as frustrated with herself as I was.
She knew she was doing the same things that had driven her
first husband away and was afraid that I was having an
affair on all the nights I was out late.  When she found the
magazines while looking for proof of the affair, in a way
she was relieved to find out I was masturbating at home.
When she starting reading the stories about submissive
women, that seemed to be a solution to her problem.  The way
she was raised, when we where living together, she was a bad
girl and it was OK to do the things bad girls did.  But now
we were married, she had to be a good girl and she didn't
know how to resolve the conflict inside her.

She thought maybe being submissive sexually, which meant she
wasn't in control and so wasn't really responsible for what
she did, might be the answer.  She had deliberately
dog-eared the pages knowing I would notice and had been
hoping I would take the hint.  She admitted that while she
was glad I took the hint, I had surprised her in the way I
had set it up, but it had worked out in the end.  I
explained that while I had enjoyed what we had just done,
one of the big reasons I had married her was her
intelligence and good counsel and that I didn't want a
little flighty woman who couldn't ever make a decision for
herself.

After several more hours of hours of talking we came to some
agreements: 1. she would be submissive only sexually, 2. we
would only do it a couple of times a month to keep it fresh,
3. we would talk about it before pushing matters further,
and 4. either of us could leave out the collar as a signal
that this was going to be a submissive time.  When I
expressed concern about us only making love in a
role-playing mode, she also agreed that the good girl would
do what she could every other day.  We also agreed to use
our computer to leave each other notes on what we might want
to try: she was too embarrassed to have the face to face
talks about sex and especially discussing what she might
like.

So we settled back into the routine, with the exception that
now we had e-mails from each other to think about and I was
getting laid more.  Then one Saturday a couple of weeks
later, I found the collar on the counter when I went to make
coffee in the morning.  It was my day to play golf so I had
some time to think about it and make a few purchases.  I
noticed Mary glancing at me through the day, wondering what
I had in mind.  A little after four that afternoon, I called
her into the bedroom.  When she arrived I was holding the
collar in my hand.

"Sophia, here is your collar.  Put it on your naked body."

She quickly took off her clothes and put the collar on.
When she was naked, she stood in the center of the room,
hands behind her back, and of course her eyes closed.  This
time I positioned her in front of the dresser mirror and
ordered her to put her hands behind her head.  Then standing
behind her, I started caressing her body.

"Open your eyes," I said.

She obeyed but when she saw my hands on her naked body in
the mirror, she closed them again.    

"Keep them open." I ordered.

Flushing, she obeyed, watching my hands moving over her
body, playing with her nipples, then moving between her
legs.  As I spread her legs, she could she my fingers
disappear inside her.   I kept playing with her, teasing her
body in the ways only a long time lover knows.  When she
came, her sweaty body almost collapsed in my arms.  While
she recovered, I thought about some of the things she had
written that she dreamed about.  A few minutes later, when
she had caught her breath, I pushed her to the floor.

"OK Sophia, suck my cock."

I positioned myself so that with a shift of her eyes, she
could see the reflection of my cock in her mouth in the
mirror.  She kept her eyes open as she sucked me, looking at
my cock going deep into her mouth. Occasionally I would pull
it out to rub over her face and then put it back in.  When I
came I pulled out so I shot on her face and we both watched
as it dripped onto her breasts.

Catching my breath, I said " Slave, you need a shower, go
take one.  And while you are in there, shave."

"But Master, I shaved my legs yesterday."

"No, shave your pussy while you are in there."

Blushing she went in the bathroom and I heard the water
start running.  When she returned, she was wrapped in a
towel, and I heard her gasp at the small change I had made
in the room.  I positioned her with her hips at the edge of
the bed and placed some pillows under her head.  When I had
her pull her knees up to her chest, her bare and open pussy
was reflected in the mirror I had placed two feet from the
bed.  Sitting beside her, I told her to keep her eyes open
and her hands spreading her legs.  Then I ran a vibrator
down her body.

We had never used one in bed together and I didn't know if
she had ever used one.  But now I used the vibrator on her.
She tried to keep her eyes focused on the mirror but it
wasn't long before she just rolled her head back, closed her
eyes, and gave into the sensations.  I didn't bother to
count her orgasms, I just keep massaging her clit, pussy,
and around her ass until she was hoarse from screaming.
When I turned it off, her body continued to shake and when I
pushed her up the bed and entered her, it was like riding a
bucking horse.  Once I had cum and rolled off her, it was
several minutes before she could gather herself and go to
the bathroom.  She was still so sensitive that just the
vibrations of peeing set off another series of orgasms that
had her moaning while on the toilet.  After she had returned
the bedroom and wiped our juices off me, we fell asleep in
each other's arms.

I woke up about 45 minutes later and while Mary slept, I
reread some of the messages from her on the computer.  It
wasn't lost on me that Mary had initiated the use of the
collar this time and that she hadn't objected to anything
that I had wanted to do.  I was beginning to wonder if I had
let the genie out of the bottle and what her limits were in
her role as slave, if any.  There were a couple more ideas I
found intriguing and over a beer I figured out how to
combine them for what could be a very interesting evening.

I woke Mary after she had slept for almost two hours and
told her to take another shower while I picked out the
clothes she was going to wear out to dinner.  When she
returned, her outfit was lying on the bed: her shortest
skirt, a white, almost see thought blouse, a new bra that
was both see through and very low cut, and stockings but no
panties.  She looked at the clothes and then back at me; and
I watched her nipples pucker up as she blushed.  But without
objection, she put on the outfit I had selected.  While she
did her makeup, I quickly got dressed.  Before we left the
house, I called her over to me while I sat on the bed.  I
ran my hands over her body, being sure to bounce her breasts
in her new bra to show her how flimsy it was. Then I had her
pull up her skirt so I could look at and play with her
naked, freshly shaven pussy while she stood there.  When I
had her bend over, one of her breasts fell out of the bra
and her reflection showed that if she bent over in public,
anyone looking would know she was naked under her skirt.

In the car I had her again pull up her skirt so her bare ass
was on the car seat as I drove to one of our favorite
restaurants.  I knew during dinner that she was nervous,
wondering what I might have her do in the restaurant, but I
had other plans.  After dinner, I drove to a titty bar I had
been to many times, one I knew had dark corners and liberal
table dance rules.  As we settled into our chairs, Mary
looked around at the almost naked women dancing for the men.
By our second drink, a dancer, whom I knew was went both
ways, came over and asked if we wanted a dance.  I told her
to give one to Mary, so she walked up to her and told her to
spread her legs.  As she started dancing between Mary's legs
and rubbing her breasts in her face, Mary just stared.  I
watched as the dancer brushed her hair against Mary's body
and ran her hands up her thighs to the top of her stockings.
When the music stopped, I said, `Do it again", and this time
one of the dancer's hands disappeared under Mary's skirt for
most of the song.  When the music stopped, the dancer slowly
removed her hand from under the skirt, and looking Mary in
the eyes, licked her fingers.  But now it was her turn to be
on stage and we left the bar after watching her first two
dances.

When we got home, Mary was still flushed from her
experiences at the bar.  I had her take off her clothes
except for the stockings and then I touched her pussy, which
was very wet.

"Sophia, did you let that woman touch you?'

"Yes, Master."

"Did you enjoy being in a room full of men with your legs
spread open and a strange woman touching you?"

Head bowed she said, "Yes, Master".

"Did she touch your pussy?  Did she put her fingers inside you?"

"Yes, Master"

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, she put her fingers in my pussy and she played with my clit."

"Did I tell you to let her put her fingers in you?"

"No, Master."

"You were a bad girl and should be punished.  You deserve a
spanking, don't you think so?"

"Yes, Master, I do."

"Then go kneel on the side of the bed until I'm ready to
give it to you."

As she went to the bedroom. I wondered what sight would
greet me, would she do what I had said?  When I went in, she
was in position waiting for me, head on the bed, ass in the
air, pussy lips peeking out from between her thighs, the
tips of her breasts just touching the bed.  When I ran my
hand between her legs, she was soaking wet.  A shiver went
through her body as I stroked her ass and clean shaven
pussy.

"This time I'm going to spank your butt but the next time
it'll be your breasts that get spanked, understand."     

"Yes, Master."

As I started spanking her, she moaned with each slap of my
hand on her ass. When I finished, her face was as red as her
ass and there was a wet spot on the bed from the juices
dripping out of her.  Grabbing her hips, I just pushed my
erection into her from behind and started fucking her.  She
wailed when I started playing with her clit and then started
grunting as I went deep inside her.  She was pushing back
into me as I played with her tits and her clit.  When I
pulled out her pussy was still open and her hips were
shaking.  I told her to turn around and suck me.  As she did
I asked if she liked the taste of her pussy on my cock.  She
just moaned and took me deeper in her mouth as she came from
the idea of tasting pussy on my cock.  Again, when I came, I
pulled out and came on her face but this time I rubbed my
cum over my cock and had her lick me clean.  We so spent it
was several minutes before we had the strength to wipe off
and go to sleep.  The next morning her ass was still pink
from the spanking but she was definitely in a good mood.

It was several weeks before we played slave again.  My team
at work had been working on a major project that took almost
every hour of the day for over a week.  The day we completed
it, the team went out for drinks.  I called Mary to let her
know I was going to be late and about what time I'd be home.
When I got home the outside of the house was dark; once
inside I saw dim lights from the family room and heard
music. When I went in there, I found Mary on her knees in
the middle of the room, naked except for her slave collar,
and there was naked woman kneeling beside her!

"Master, I know that Slave Sophia is disobeying you by
acting without your permission and I know you will spank my
breasts later for doing so; but you've worked so hard the
last couple weeks and I felt you needed something special.
This is Gina and, like me, she'll do whatever you want her
to."

Gina was a tall blonde with large breasts, firm shapely
thighs, and a nicely trimmed pussy.  This looked to be a
very interesting evening and making the mental note about
the spanking; I proceeded to enjoy myself.  I started by
having them give me a shower followed by a massage during
which I explored Gina's lush body a little with my hands.
Settling myself on the couch with a fresh drink, I told Gina
to suck me.  She dropped to her knees in front of me and
went right to work on my cock.  Gina had obviously had some
experience, she started licking my entire shaft, then sucked
my balls before taking me all the way into her mouth and
throat. She was very good but had I plans for the night and
so I stopped her before I came.

"I want to see you play with Sophia," I told her.

She moved to where Mary was kneeling and started kissing her
neck from behind while her hands explored Mary's body.  Then
moving in front of Mary, she slowly kissed her way down
Mary's body; by the time she reached her pussy, Mary was
flushed and her hips were moving slightly.  Pushing her to
the floor, Gina held Mary's hands over her head and used her
knees to spread her legs wide apart.  Now Gina was lying on
top of Mary, when she started rubbing their pussies together
and mouthing her breasts; from were I was sitting, it looked
as though she were fucking Mary like a man would.  They were
both panting from the sensation of their pussies against
each other and looking between their spread legs I could see
both pussies get pink and start dripping. Groaning, Gina
came against Mary's body, and then I joined in the fun.

"Eat Sophia while I fuck you, Gina."

Mary just closed her eyes as Gina slid down her body and
knelt between her legs.  Gina was on her elbows and knees,
keeping her hands free to play with Mary and hips in the air
so I could fuck her at the same time. She was tighter inside
than I expected but, once we established a rhythm, it was
quite a sight.  Gina used her hands and mouth on Mary to
awesome effect: I'd never seen Mary cum so hard or so often.
Her body jerked as she wailed and moaned; the muscles in her
legs flexed, and her hands held Gina's head to her as her
hips jerked off the floor.  In spite of my best intentions,
sooner than I wanted I was cumming inside Gina. Catching my
breath, I told Mary to lick Gina's juices from my cock.  I
could hear her whimper as she tasted Gina on me, then I used
her hair to pull her away from my cock and told to suck my
cum from Gina's pussy.

Gina rolled on to her back and spread her legs and after a
momentary hesitation, Mary moved to between Gina's legs and
started to lick and suck her pussy.  Lying beside them, I
could taste Mary when I kissed Gina's mouth; while I played
with Gina's big breasts I told her to tell Mary what she
wanted her to do, how she wanted her to use her mouth and
hands to excite her and get her off.  Mary followed every
instruction Gina gave her, and hissing and groaning Gina
came again and again, almost suffocating Mary at times with
her thighs.

After catching our breath and after a fresh round of drinks
it was time to play again.  I had them both go down on me:
Gina sucking my cock while Mary sucked my balls.  When I was
hard, I had them get in position to sixty-nine, with Gina on
top.  This way, I could fuck Gina again while Mary licked
and sucked her clit.  It didn't take long for Gina to cum
several times this way and then I moved around so we could
team up on Mary.  While Gina held Mary's legs open, I fucked
Mary as she licked and sucked her clit.  Gina's weight held
Mary's body down and her thighs muffled most of the noises
she made as we tried to drive her out of her mind.  Her arms
flailed around slapping Gina's back and the jerks of body
sometimes lifted both of them off the floor as she came and
came.  I actually think Gina came a couple more times, so
exciting was Mary's reaction to what we were doing to her.
With a groan of my own, I came in Mary; then moving away, I
watched as Gina tried to lick and suck my cum out of her
pussy.  Mary was all done in by the time Gina finished with
her; she was a limp and exhausted woman, so tired she could
barely raise her glass to drink. While she lay there
watching, I played with Gina's body some more, enjoying
those large breasts and getting some on the job training
when I went down on her.  I fucked her one more time, this
one a slow lazy fuck and then watched as Mary went cum
sucking in Gina one more time, showing that she was a quick
learner by producing a couple more orgasms in her before she
was finished.

Gina spent the night in the guestroom and she left the next
morning after a cup of coffee while Mary was still asleep.
When Mary woke up I had breakfast in bed waiting for her.
There were marks on her breasts and thighs and she winced
whenever I touched her pussy.  I decided not to bring up the
spanking or ask where she found Gina; I was realizing how
far out of my control this situation was.  The slave, by
setting up the situations, was becoming the master, and she
was doing things she knew I wouldn't object to.  I mean what
guy to going to be upset and say no when his wife brings
home a beautiful blonde to suck and fuck him? But I also
knew, I had no idea where this thing was heading or how it
would end.

Nothing much happened the next couple of weeks and then it
was vacation time.  We had been planning a trip to the
Caribbean for some time and we were both looking forward to
it.  I made sure to take her Sophia collar with us, there
was something I wanted to see and being away from home would
be the perfect time. Two days before we left, we were
sitting on the beach when I saw these two island men.  They
were young and strong, of mixed race background, and judging
by the bulges they had in their shorts they would be perfect
for my plan.  I pulled out the collar and put it on Mary,
then told her to stay put.  I walked over to the guys and
had a brief talk where I explained what I wanted them to do.
After a moment's disbelief, they agreed and we decided to
meet at a bar in town in a couple of hours.

When Mary and I returned to our room to change, I told her
that we were going to meet those two guys later and that
they were both going to fuck her.  Mary had never been with
more than one man at a time and while I had watched her with
Gina, I had never seen her with another man.   I knew being
with two men was one of her fantasies and being on vacation
seemed the perfect time.  We met Joe and Andrew at a bar in
town and after a stop for beer and rum we left town in their
car.  They took us to a small, secluded house in the hills;
it was really just a big room with a large mattress on the
floor and a couple of chairs.  After a few drinks, and they
also smoked the biggest joint I had ever seen, it was show
time.  I told Mary to stand up and take her clothes off,
when she was naked; the guys ran their hands over her body.
They took turns holding her while the other pushed their
fingers into her pussy.  When they took their clothes off,
Mary just stared! Their cocks were huge: both long - almost
twice as long as mine - and thick.  One of them was so
thick; Mary's hand wouldn't go all the way around it.

Andrew started off, leading Mary to the mattress, he had her
lick his cock so he was wet, then pushing her down he
started trying to get in her.  After five minutes, barely
half his cock was going in her and Mary was loving it!   I
got as hard as a rock watching as this guy I had just met
that day fucked my wife with his monster cock; her pussy was
stretched around his cock like a rubber glove and was moving
in and out with each stroke.  Andrew didn't use any finesse,
he just fucked her, pushing deeper each time.  When he was
three quarters of the way in, he must have hit bottom
because Mary let out a deep groan.  From then on she was
groaning "Oh Jesus" with each push inside her.  When Andrew
came, the moan got higher and louder and changed to "Oh God"
until it trailed away.  When he got off her, she sighed but
didn't move; her pussy was more open than I had ever seen
it, wet and dripping on the mattress.

Now it was Joe's turn, he of the thicker cock; Mary was so
open he just pushed right in and the moans started right up
again.  Mary was hunching her hips into his, trying to
swallow his cock with her pussy. Suddenly two other people
walked into the room, a man and a woman.  Now there were
three of us watching my wife get fucked!  Andrew noticed my
hard on and told the woman, whose name was Chloe, to take
care of it.  She just walked over, unzipped my pants and
stuck my cock in her mouth.  There I was, watching my wife
get the fucking of her life while some woman I had never
even seen before sucked my cock!  I didn't last 3 minutes
before I came in her mouth and she tried to suck all the cum
out of me.  Joe was still working over Mary's pussy and he
must have found the same spot Andrew did because she was
shouting and jerking every which way.  When he came, Mary's
mouth opened but no sound came out; she clutched him tight
to her body and then fell back limp.

When Joe started cumming, Chloe took off her clothes; she
was flat chested but with nipples that looked like long
erasers glued to her chest, sturdy legs and the most amazing
tongue I've ever seen!  When she stuck her tongue out, she
could almost touch the bridge of her nose with it.  When Joe
rolled off Mary, with a nod of his head Andrew sent Chloe to
suck their cum out of her.  Growling, she attacked Mary's
dripping pussy with her tongue, sending Mary in to fresh
spasms as her tongue searched deep in her for every bit of
the guys cum.  While she was doing Mary, the third man,
Bernie, took off his clothes also.  I was surprised to see
that his cock wasn't much longer than mine and not very
thick; after the first two men, I didn't think Mary would do
him that much good.

A scream pulled my attention back to the bed. Mary's body
was arched completely off the bed as Chloe's long tongue
probed deep in her pussy.  Chloe was having to hold her
down: Mary was in a world of pure sensation as that amazing
tongue found new places to force scream after scream from
her.  When was Chloe finished with her, Mary collapsed on
the mattress, her open pussy was now red inside rather than
pink from all the use it had absorbed.  Now it was Bernie's
turn at her.

"Roll over and spread your cheeks," he told her as he
approached the bed.

It took a minute for what he meant to sink in, that he
intended to fuck her ass!  I knew she had never had anything
bigger than a finger in it and I didn't think she wasn't
ready for this.

"No, please, I've never done that," she said.  "Don't hurt
me that way."

When I got up to protest, Joe and Andrew grabbed me and tied
me to a chair facing the bed.

"You wanted your woman to get fucked, well she's going to
get fucked every way there is," Joe said.

Mary was too tired to put up much of a fight and it didn't
take long for them to have her spread out on the mattress,
ass in the air waiting for Bernie to use it.  He wet his
cock in her pussy and then started pushing it into her ass.
As the head went in her, she groaned and we could see her
body tense then relax.  Her eyes were closed as he pushed
all the way in; she sighed when she felt his body up against
her ass cheeks.  As he started fucking her ass, he talked to
her.

"You wouldn't give your husband your ass, but you `re giving
it to me.  Does the little white whore like my black cock up
her ass?  Isn't this what you wanted Sophia, to be fucked
every way you could imagine?"

It was like something in Mary broke inside, like a wall
falling down, the way she responded to his words. Suddenly
she was begging him to fuck her and she started fucking him
back with her ass, reaching her hands back to pull him
deeper into her.  Her reaction surprised him so much that he
barely remembered to pull out of her when he came so Chloe
could lick his cum off Mary's back.

Now Joe and Andrew both went at her at the same time.
Andrew's big cock in her pussy would force Joe's cock deep
into her mouth on every stroke.  Mary could barely breath
around Joe's cock, her nose was running from the effort, but
the guys kept fucking her to orgasm after orgasm.  When
Chloe looked over and saw my erection, she gave me my second
blow job of the day, again trying to suck the all cum out of
me.

When Andrew came in Mary's pussy, Joe just rolled her over
and pushed right in; this time pulling her legs up so every
one could see his cock working in her and her newly opened
ass flexing with each push.

"Are you my whore," he asked her?  "Do you like the idea,
the feel of me using you?"

"Oh God, yes," she groaned.

"Then ask for it!  Tell me how you want my cock deep in you."

When she didn't say anything, he stopped moving.  Mary's
eyes were closed and she lay there motionless under him.
She moaned as he pulled out of her and with a slapping sound
his huge cock left a wet mark on her belly.  Joe rolled off
her and lay on his back beside her.

"Please fuck me," she said.

"If you want it come and get it yourself.  Show these people
how big a slut you really are.  Fuck yourself on my cock."
   
Slowly she stood over him and squatting down she positioned
his cock at her pussy then let her weight push it into her
as she lowered her self.  She couldn't take it all but she
got most of it in.  As she started moving on him, he pulled
her breasts to his mouth and bit and sucked her nipples.

"Does you husband fuck you like this?  Has he ever been this
deep inside you?  You may be his wife but you are my slut,
loving being on my big cock.  Look at your husband watch you
fuck yourself on my cock."

Instead of looking at me, she hid her face beside his,
burying it in his neck.  I could hear her telling him that
she was his slut and all she wanted was for him to use her
anyway he wanted.  When he pushed her so she was sitting
straight up on his cock, she kept her eyes closed rather
than look at me.  And while her eyes opened when he came in
her, they were the sightless eyes of a blind person.

When she slumped over his cock after he came, Chloe and
Bernie started toward her.  "Let's do her together," he
said.

After pushing his cock into her ass, he rolled the two of
them over so Mary was on top.  Now her dripping pussy was
open for Chloe to suck and impaled on Bernie's cock she
couldn't move away: in fact her movements drove him deeper
inside her.  I think they must have found that thin line
between pleasure and pain because she went absolutely crazy!
She was sobbing and begging for them to stop and in the next
breath gasping for them to keep going.  Bernie pulled her
body down by her wrists; both pushing him deeper in her and
not letting her use her hands to push Chloe away.  And Chloe
used her elbows to keep her legs spread and raped Mary with
her fingers and long tongue.  It seemed to go on forever to
me, watching as a strange man fucked my wife's ass while a
woman sucked two other guys cum out of her pussy.  Bernie
didn't get to cum, the two of them were too much for Mary
and she literally almost passed out from all the orgasms.
They pushed her to the mattress and laughed at her limp but
still gasping and jerking body. When her eyes opened, she
saw Joe standing over her drinking a beer, his dark cock
hanging between his legs like a piece of fire hose.

"Ready for some more, " he asked her?

"No, but let me suck your cock please."

She had never asked to suck my cock the entire time we had
been together but I watched as she crawled over to kneel in
front of him and licked her juices off his cock.  He was
still soft but she couldn't get more than half in of it in
her mouth and as he got hard her all she had of him in her
wide open mouth was the head.

"Get over here, Chloe, and show her how it's done."

Chloe crawled over and proceeded to stick his entire cock
down her throat, so deep she could lick his balls at the
same time and then pulling it out to suck and lick the head.
Joe enjoyed the feel of her mouth and throat for a couple of
minutes and then sent her over to me.  As Chloe sucked me
again, I watched as the guys played with Mary's body;
pointing out how open and red she was inside now and
commenting to each other about the other marks they had left
on her body.  Then Joe laid so his cock was facing me and
had Mary look at me as she fucked herself on his cock.   He
was so thick her clit was on display over her open pussy
right in front of me.  Chloe played with her body while Joe
fucked her until she collapsed. When Joe pushed her off,
Andrew went right after her and pushed inside her then
rolled over so Mary was on top.

"OK Bernie, now she's the meat in our sandwich"

As they fucked her front and rear at the same time, I
thought about the girls I had seen in high school and
college take on several guys.  Then, all the guys wanted was
to get off and they were quick in case the girl changed her
mind.  These guys had already cum several times and were
just doing what ever they wanted to with her and were in no
hurry about it.  They fucked her for a couple more hours and
when they were finished she could barely walk to the car.
The aroma of sweat and grass and cum filled the car as I
drove back to the hotel.  I carried her into the hotel room
and wiped the guys' juices and her sweat off her body as she
fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, she didn't say anything about what happened
the day before and besides we needed to pack and leave the
island.  She could barely walk as we went through the
airport and Mary slept the entire time we were on the plane.
Once home she just took a long hot bath and crawled into bed
to sleep.  She still had bruises on her body from the way
the guys on the island had used her.

The next day was Monday, time to go back to the real world
of work.  Mary winced as she settled her breasts in her bra
and I wondered if her sore pussy and ass would let her sit
at her desk all day.  That night, she still didn't want to
talk about what happened on the island, and so after giving
me a blowjob, she went to bed early.  Tuesday, I had a staff
meeting at work, so I left the house early.  When I got
home, there was a note taped to the TV.  Here is what it
said:

"Honey, I know I should tell you this in person but I don't
know how.  I'm sorry but I've gone back to the island to
find those guys and I don't know when I will be home.  I've
always been a good girl and until they took me, I was at
worst I was only half bad.  But those black men with their
big cocks made me feel like the slut I always wanted to be.
They didn't care if I wanted it or not, they just took me
whatever way they wanted to, again and again.  I can't get
the feel of  those cocks out of my mind.  I maxed out the
credit cards to get back to the island but I have a paycheck
coming the end of this week and all of my 401K will be here
next month to pay you back.  Don't try to find me, I'm sure
they can hide me on the island.  I love you but I need to
feel those cocks again.  I'm sorry.  Sophia."


 
