Steve Golden - The Spunky Wife

"Wanna change around, Franco?" Conrad asked suddenly. "Want some of this prime cunt for awhile?"

"Don't mind if I do!" Franco exclaimed. "Last time I fucked it, it wasn't shaved!"

Both men withdrew their cocks from her at the same time, and Bonnie was left gasping and heaving on all fours, like a bitch in heat. She seemed to want to say something, but her mouth was all warped out of shape and she was still fighting for breath.

The men rolled her over onto her back. Franco crawled between her legs and shoved his hard-on up her cunt. Conrad knelt by her head and began fucking his prick back and forth in her gasping mouth.

"Such a fine young whore!" he cried. "So young, and such a fine young whore!"

Bonnie licked his cock as it sawed back and forth across her face. She was glad for a chance to lie on her back. She needed a breather. But no sooner had she settled back than Conrad was changing his position again. He swung a leg over her and pinned her shoulders to the carpet with his knees. He drove his cock down hard, plunging it deep into her mouth. He began to fuck her face with vicious lunges. Bonnie felt her head bumping into the floor again and again. He was fucking her mouth as if it was a cunt.

And in the meantime, Franco was still fucking her cunt. His cockhead seemed to be plowing up under her belly somewhere.

Bonnie was really enjoying herself. She was having the time of her life. The two cocks were sending her into fits of deep, cunt-melting pleasure. She accepted every thrust of Franco's cock up her cunt, and each lunge of Conrad's prick in her mouth. She was glad they were fucking her so hard. It was what she'd asked for. She wanted to be hurt, to be totally abused by big, throbbing pricks.

"Cumming up your cunt, baby! Gumming now!" Franco gasped suddenly. And he spurted a giant wad of spunk up her cunt. And another. And another. His ass flexed as he pumped out gob after gob of steaming cum.

"Me too, baby! Gonna spunk in your cock-sucking mouth!" Conrad wailed.

He buried his prick deep between her lips and sprayed a torrent of jism all over her tonsils.

The cocks drove in and out of Bonnie without let-up, two huge, greasy pistons spurting out sizzling jets of cum. And she accepted them gratefully. She milked Franco with her cunt walls till his poor cock could spurt no more. And she sucked and gulped on Conrad's prick till her lips were overflowing and cum was drooling down her cheeks and chin. The cum splashed across her tongue, splashed between her teeth and made her cheeks balloon wide. Globs of it spilled from her mouth, decorating her neck with thick pearly strings.

She never wanted it to end. She wanted to feel the hot cum from two giant hard-ons spurting into her forever. She wanted to drown in hot cum.

At that very moment, in a bar across town, Rodney was arranging a surprise for Bonnie. He was talking to a shady character named Benny, the friend of a friend. Benny had been recommended to him after Rodney had made a few discreet inquiries about specialized sex services. It seemed Benny would set up, for a fee, just about any kind of sex situation a person could want. And what Rodney had in mind was very, very special.

"So let me get this straight," Benny said. "You want your wife gangbanged. Fucked by a whole group of guys. Is that right?"

"That's right! And I want to watch the whole thing! I want her to see me watching while she's fucked again and again and again!"

"Okay, okay. How many guys you want to fuck her? Three? Four? Five? I warn you, this could get expensive. And any more than five is really a drag. A slut only has so many fucking holes, you know what I mean?"

"Five would be fine. I'd enjoy seeing her fucked by five horny men. But they must be hung. I want the biggest, ugliest cocks you can find."

"Don't worry. I know the kind of guys you're looking for. A couple of these guys are guaranteed fourteen-inchers. You want us to tie her up or hurt her in any way?"

"No! None of that! Besides, if I know my wife, she won't resist! She'll go along with you fully, I'm sure!"

Benny gave Rodney a sidelong look but didn't say anything more for the moment.

"I want her fucked every which way, by all these men, you understand?" Rodney asked. "I mean in her mouth and up her ass as well as up her cunt. Every fucking which way!"

"As good as done. Anything else?"

"Yes. I want all five men to cum all over her. Not inside her. I want them to shoot all over her face and tits and everything. I want her so splattered in cum, even I won't be able to recognize her."

"Fine. How about a golden shower to round out the evening?"

"What?"

"A golden shower. Do you want us to piss all over her? Usually the cum-bath guys like to see their chicks drenched in piss too. How about it?"

"Yes," Rodney said quickly. "Piss all over her! Drench the bitch in piss! The sky's the limit!"

"Fine," Benny said. "And do you want photographs of this? Or how about video? We'll do the whole thing if you like. No? Well think it over, Mr. Grant. By the way, will that be cash, or charge?"

Bonnie couldn't figure out why Rodney was being so nice to her. All day long, for the first time in ages, he'd been so pleasant. He'd actually talked to her. And now he was promising her a special evening out. A treat that she wouldn't forget, as he put it. She couldn't understand what he was up to. But she went along, and dressed up in all her sexiest clothes. She was so relieved he was talking to her, she didn't care where he took her.

She began to get a little suspicious, when he drove to a sleazy part of town. And she really got nervous when he asked if he could blindfold her. Reluctantly, Bonnie let him blindfold her for the last few blocks of the drive. She allowed herself to be led from the car and into some kind of large, echoing room.

Rodney stopped her suddenly and removed the blindfold. Then he stepped away from her and moved into the shadows. They were in some kind of strange loft or warehouse. Everything was in shadow except a small area around where she stood. She could see nothing but two large, plush mattresses on the floor. Then, before she could react, there was a soft movement, and a strange man moved out from the darkness.

The man was naked, and he had the biggest cock Bonnie had ever seen. It had to be nearly a foot long, and it was still limp. It hung damn near to his knees, like some gross mahogany pole. It was glistening, as if he'd just oiled it up. It swayed a little to the left and to the right as he moved into the circle of light.

"Hi, Bonnie. I'm Mickey," he said. And he moved over to stand beside the mattress, his muscles rippling.

A second man moved out from the shadows. He too was naked. And though his cock wasn't as long as the first man's, it looked thicker. He was just as big and muscular as the first fellow. He introduced himself as Don and moved over to stand beside Mickey.

Bonnie felt like she was in some strange slow-motion movie. She was rooted to the spot. She couldn't have moved or spoken if she'd wanted to. For the moment, all thoughts of Rodney left her.

A third naked man emerged from the shadows. Then a fourth. Bobby and Jason, they said they were called. And they went to stand on the opposite side of the mattress. They too had huge cocks. Bobby's had to be as big as Mickey's. It loomed out from his crotch like a steel bar, bouncing gently in the air.

A fifth and final nude man stepped into the light. Benny, he told her his name was. But by now Bonnie was barely listening. She felt weak in the knees. She was close to fainting with excitement. This was like some glorious dream come true. Five of the biggest, ugliest cocks she'd ever seen. And all for her. They all stood around the mattress waiting for her, their cocks pointing out and down like the branches of trees.