Andy Gorman: The wife went wild

"I wonder if my mother has a vibrator… that'd finish you off," Jimmy said.

"Shouldn't think so," Rod said, "but that gives me an idea."

He went out of the room and a few minutes later came back, holding in front of himself, like an erect cock, a thick, nine-inch, snub-nosed carrot.

"It's the right size and the right color and I've scrubbed it clean," he said. "Unfortunately, it hasn't got a big red head like I know the girls like, but it should do the trick. I even held it under the hot tap to bring it up to room temperature."

Babs took hold of it and rubbed the blunt head between her cuntlips.

Babs began to work the carrot in and out of her cunt while the boys looked on. After a few strokes she began to breathe deeply.

"Ooooh, that feels good!" she moaned. "Come and kiss me, someone."

Rod lay across her and pressed his lips against her mouth. He put his hand down and took hold of the fake dildo. As Babs became more excited, Rod pushed it in and out of her cunt quicker and quicker.

"Oh my God, that's beautiful!" she moaned.

After rising to a high peak of passion, she fell back on the bed panting.

"What a night!" she murmured, "I've never been fucked like it before."

She looked around the room at the boys who had just about exhausted themselves. She smiled as she observed four small, limp cocks lying weakly on deflated ball sacs. She had drawn every drop of jism from their balls with her mouth, her cunt, or her body.

She was disappointed the girls had not been there. Babs would have loved to see Daphne in action. From what the boys had told her, Daphne wat insatiable. Maybe she would have been able to show Daphne what a girl like Babs, who had a reputation of being an expert cock-sucker and cunt fucker, could do for her.

When Babs and Paul arrival home, the others were still out.

"Thank God," Babs said with relief. "I'll have a chance to clean up before they get back."

"Your husband's probably in fucking Jill," Paul sniggered.

"Good luck to him. If he's emptied his balls in her, he won't want to disturb me."

"Are you going to tell him about the guys fucking you tonight?"

"Of course I am… but maybe not till tomorrow. If I tell him tonight, he'll get all horny and want a suck or a fuck and I'm too exhausted to look after his cock tonight."

When she undressed and stood before the mirror, Babs gave an involuntary grunt of surprise.

From her toes to her hair she was covered with dried cum. It was thick on her tits, in her navel, and around her cunt. She held her cuntlips open and winced slightly and she examined her red and sore pussy. There were bruises around her lips, and her tits were blue with bruises. Red weals of love bites ringed her neck.

She smiled to herself.

A complete sacrifice to the Goddess of fuck, she thought to herself.

She showered and washed her matted hair. She had long ago discovered that cum was not the easiest substance to wash off. The water made it slimy and it tended to cling to her skin. After the shower she crawled naked into bed but did not sleep straight away as she turned over the best moments of her night of fucking in her mind.

Half an hour later, when the first streaks of dawn were lighting the bedroom, her husband, smelling strongly of French perfume, cunt, and cum crept into bed beside her. Babs stirred and put her arm around him.

"Had a nice evening?" she inquired sleepily.

"Fabulous," Jeff replied.

"You've been fucking Sue, haven't you?"

"And Jill… Tadd and I fucked the brains out of Sue and Jill. We had a real orgy. You should have been there."

"Sounds like fun?"

"That Jill is real goer. She sucked me and fucked me till my balls were dry… I'm not capable of fucking you now, darling."

"Don't worry, sweetheart. When you've been fucked to a standstill, all you need is a good rest," she murmured and fell sleep with a benign smile on her lips.

Three days later Babs and Jeff were thirty thousand feet above the ground flying toward Des Moines. Jeff cuddled over to his wife and whispered in her ear, "Had a good holiday?"

"Fabulous… and I've learned a lot and many of my ideas have changed. Oh, darling, I do love you."

"What's brought this on?"

"Fucking," she whispered, "We've always agreed we'd allow each other sexual freedom, but deep down I have somehow been just a little bit jealous about you fucking other women."

"You never said anything!"

"No, but it's been there. But being with Sue, and seeing how happy she and Tadd are, and seeing how they cope with each other's fucking other partners has made me realize what has been missing in our married life. I loved having fucks with other guys, especially those surf club boys, and it was all because of Sue's encouragement."

"That's great, honey."

"I'm glad you approve. Did you know that Tadd often brings guys home to fuck Sue?"

"Yes, he told me about it… sounds like a good idea."

"Would you bring men home to fuck me?"

"Darling, I've often met guys… real nice guys… who have said what a beautiful wife I have and hinted that they'd like to know you better, meaning, of course, they'd love to fuck you."

"Well, bring them home and I'll see that they get all the cunt they want. And I'll even introduce you to some of the hot little girls from the tennis club who have uncovered their cunts in the sauna and asked me if my husband would go for them!"