Double Life ---Part 5
by Headhunter

The three business men clapped and cheered.  Jones began giving
Jennifer instructions on how to move and disply her naked body, like
he had with the Security Chief.  She was ordered to do kneebends,
fondle her own breasts, spread her now very wet cunt lips with her
bright red fingernails, bend over with her ass towards the men, pull
her cheeks apart exposing both her pussy and asshole.

Finally, she was told to lay on her back across the desk and finger
herself to an orgasm.  "Gentlemen," announced Jones, "you see how
sexy our American sluts are, now you will see how hard they cum,
even when giving themselves pleasure.  This wife is very
uninhibited, she likes to play with her fucky fucky hole and show
everyone how good it feels."  Jennifer was beside herself with lust,
the three sets of eyes that devoured every inch of her body now
inflamed her rather than inhibited her.  She spun on the desk to
give the men the best view and spread her legs as wide as possible.
Running her hands down her body, she shook her own breasts hard to
make them jump, then her fingers drove across her stomach to her
clit.  Strumming the little bud with one hand, the fingers of her
other hand wormed their way into her now dripping love hole.  

Soon she was writhing and bucking uncontolably on the desk top.  As
her self administered orgasm hit, her hips jerked up off the desk
and she humped at the air as if an invisible lover was fucking her.
As the orgasm subsided the men began to talk quietly.  "You have im-
pressed us with your control of your employees.  We are sure that a
man like you will be good for business, we will sign that contract
now," stated Mr. Lee.  Ready for the deal Jones pulled a contact
from his pocket.  He glanced around the office, Jen was stilled
draped over his diesk breathing hard and drops of cunt juice were
splattered all over the desk.  Finally, Jones just shrugged his
sholders and spread the contract out across Jennifer's  beautiful
naked body.  "Stay still, Jen, " Jones laughed, "We still have
business to conduct using that sweet body of yours."  The Japanese
businessmen stepped forwards and began signing the various lines on
the contract.  Using Jennifer as the writing surface.  While one
would sign the other would fondle the parts of Jennifer that became
exposed as the paper was moved. Jones also signed and fondled.  When
the contact was complete Jennifer was becomming aroused again from
all of the attention.  Mr. Haki held Jones' pen after the last
signature.  "Your pen?" he asked.   "Put it into my  new desk set",
replied Jones, pointing towards Jennifer.  Haki replaced the cap on
the thick executive pen, moved to Jennifers legs and easily inserted
it into her wet and gaping snatch.

The three men laughed, shook hands and and began to leave the
office.  At the door they turned and looked at the desk, Jennifer
was slowly stroking the pen in and out of herself, oblivious to
anything else.  Lee said, "Yes!  American housewife sluts love sex
and love to be used."  The three men exited the office together
leaving Jennifer in the middle of yet another orgasm.

The next day Jennifer was told to come to Mr. Jones home later in
the week, she was also told to buy some clothes like hookers wore
and to get some cheap jewlery and ear piercings.   

At home Jenifer all but ignored her family and at her office she was
unable to concentrate on getting her regular work done.  Her mind
was becoming obsessed with sex.  At night, after her family was
asleep, she would lock herself in the bathroom, fondle her breasts,
finger her asshole and masterbate for hours on end.  Most of the
time her solo-sex sessions were done while looking in the mirror to
see how she must look to others.  She realized that she looked damn
good and that men would like what they saw. 

On the day that Jennifer was to go to Mr. Jones house, the Security
Chief came to her desk.  He didn't say a word.  Instead he picked up
the picture of Jen's family from her desk.  Looked at it for a
minute,  then removed it from the frame.  He put another picture in
the frame and set it back on her desk.  Now staring back at Jennifer
was a 3x5 color picture, obviously taken by Jones.  It clearly
showed Jennifer leaning against a desk, completely naked. It was a
close up, so you couldn't tell where she was, but you could see her
red nipples and shaved pussy. "Leave this on your desk for everyone
to enjoy, Mrs. Frost," said the Chief. "You sure got a nice body,
for a mother of two."   As he walked away he crumpled the family
photo in his hand and deliberately tossed it into a trash can.        

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So here she was, Jennifer thought to herself, in this room full of
men. There were some familiar faces staring expectantly at her in
this room.  That made it even worse, or maybe it made it better.  It
would all finally be in the open.  Actually she would all be in the
open, she wanted to do it, she wanted to display herself, to do what
these men wanted.  To turn her back on what was good and decent in
her life, in favor of being debased.

Jen was lead to the center of the room by Jones.  "I told Mrs. Frost
to dress like a cheap whore tonight, don't you guys think she did a
good job?"  Cheers went  up from the men at the party.  "Most of you
know Jennifer from work or from the community, and I have promised
that you won't tell anyone about her show tonight, OK?'  Laughter
erupted from the men.    "OK Jen, up on the coffee table her and
lets get started."  Jennifer looked around the room, music started
playing  and men started clapping and cheering.  She was the center
of attention.  All of these men were here to see her, to make her do
things, make her do bad things.  A thrill of excitment ran up her
spine.

Jennifer stepped up onto the table, men started chanting, "Take it
off!  Take it off!"  Jennifer had never done a strip-tease before
and didn't know what to do.  She tried to sway to the music, but the
men became more insistent in their calls for "skin, skin, skin."
Impatient with Jennifer's uncertain dancing, the Security Chief
stepped forward, grabbed the pinned hem of Jen's short skirt, and
ripped the material away from her body.  The dress tore and Jen was
pulled off  balance.  As she tumbled, a multiture of male hands and
arms grabbed her.  She was lifted high above the converging, lust
crazed crowd.  She found herself body- surfing like kids do at rock
concerts.  She also felt hands grabbing her everywhere.  She was
helpless, and  the unruly mob of men began ripping all of the
clothes from her body.  Jenninfer was helpless and at their mercy.
In moments jennifer was completely nude.  She had a fleting concern
about her clothes,  they were destryed.  How could she go home when
t his "party" was over?  How could she explian it to her family?
But the dozens of hands soon made her forget.  She was flipped over
face down and held near the ceiling by the mob.  Hands grasped her
tits and stretched them towards the floor.  Her legs were forced
apart and fingers probed the juncture between her legs.  She lost
all thpughts except the feeling of the grabbing, pinching, groping
hands.

"God Damn it," a male voice called out from below.  "Her cunt is
juicing so much that its dripping on me."  Jones said, "Put her back
on the table and lets she what she can do with some dildos."
Jennifer felt herself being lowered.  Hands lingered on her tits and
ass, as she found her balance on the coffee table.   The men backed
away and  Jones stepped forward holding a number of flesh colored
plastic penises.  

Jones handed her a six inch plastic phallus and said, "lay back and
fuck yourself with this Jennfer."  She looked at the tight circle of
male faces that surrounded her, took the fake cock and began rubbing
it up and down her wet slit.  In moments it half of it disappeared
into her.  it was like it had a will of its own.  Jennifer was so
wet that it actually slid all the way into her, and she lost her
grip.  "Damn, did you see that!  What a hot box!  The thing
disappeared inside her man!" was the chourus of exclamation from the
audience.  "Well  Jennifer, it looks like you need something
bigger," siad Jones with a note of triumph in his voice.  "Stick
this up that bald pussy of yours!"  He handed her a 10 inch flexible
dildo with rubber balls attached to the base.  Jennifer dug the
normal sized fake cock out of her pussy and replaced it with the
larger model.  holding the balls she layed back and began to stroke
the fuck tube in and out of herself with a steady rythum.  "Look at
that. She sure can take a cock.  I wish that was me in there!"  was
the new chorus.

Some of the men behind Jennifer couldn't see the cock disappearing
and re-appearing.  They couldn't see how Jennifer's now red and
engourged pussy lips stretched to acommadate the wide girth.  They
couldn't see how the plastic tube glistened with wetness.   Jones
siad,  "Jennifer some of your fans can't see your slut act very
well.  Take that out and stand up a minute.  Jennifer complied but
immediatly missed the fullness in her belly.  Jones took the last
dildo a 13 inch monster, thick as a drink can, with a suction cup
base, and  attached the suction cup to the table top.  He said,
"squat down on this, then everybody will be able to see what a
horny, cock hungry housewife you really are." 

Jennifer looked down and her eyes widened.  But she gamely squated
and began to rub the life-like cock head between her labia.  The
head slipped into her very easily.  "Do you think she can take it
all?  Man, her cunt will be the size of Grand Canyon when she is
done with that thing!  Shit, look at it going into her!" were the
exclamations.  Jennifer lowered hersef further.  She could feel
herslef stretching and there was some discomfort.  She paused.  "You
got two babies out of that hole, take it all Jen", yelled Jones over
the cheers of the men.  Jen began lowering her self again.
Half-way, three quaters of the way, finally her buttocks came in
contact with the table top,  it was all the inside of her.  The men
fell silent in disbelief.  Then  Jen slowly began to lift and lower
herself.  The room erupted in male cheers. "Go, Go Go, Jen, Jen Jen,
Go Jen, Go Jen, Go Jen GO!"       
 
After a minute Jennifer had loosened up enough that she was able to
move very quickly up and down.  "Hold me I'm cumming,"  she
screamed.  Arms reached forward and supported her.  The suction cup
came loose and jennifer flopped onto the table.  Dildo burried deep.
Her body began thrashing about uncontrollably.  After she recovered,
Jones said, "hey Mrs. Frost since you like to fuck furniture, why
don't you go for something bigger, like the dining room table?  He
snatched the dildo from her pussy.  It make a loud sucking sound as
it popped loose.  Jones led the men, once again carrying and groping
Jennifer to the dining room.  He stuck the dildo onto the center of
the table.  The men dropped her on the table next to it.  Jennifer
eagerly began to fuck the dining room table.  Flashbulbs began going
off and the sound of a video camera could be heard.  After a few
minutes someone yelled, "How about the refigerator?"  Jennifer was
carried to the kitchen, and the dildo was stuck on the door .  This
time Jennifer bent over and backed herself onto the huge sextoy.
Laughter erupted when as she began to thrust, the refigerator door
opened and closed.  One man laughed, "I'll help this Frostfree GE,
get some pussy."  He held the door shut so Jennifer could get a
stroking rythum going. "How about the TV?"

She was carried back to the living room.  The dildo attached to the
screen at the right height.  This time as she backed towards the
plastic member, the Security Chief slipped between her and the TV
knocked the dildo away and with out Jennifer realizing it dropped
his pants.  As Jennifer backed up the Chief smiled as her stretched
pussy engulfed his rigid cock.  As impressive as the Chief's member
was,  Jennifer knew something was different.  But it was to late.
The Chief grabbed her hips. As she tried to pull away he danced
across the room holding her tight.   He was so aroused that this
simple movement led to him dumping a huge load of cum into Mrs.
Jennifer Frost.  

Jennifer realized what had happened.  Up until now she had at least
been able to rationalize her behavior by the fact that she hadn't
really been unfaithful to her husband.  She hadn't actually fucked
anyone else.  Now she really was an unfaithful slut.  Once the men
at the party saw the Chief screw Jennifer, they weren't to be denied
their opportunity.  The Gand-bang had started.

 
