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showing her stocking tops while Jesse dry-humped her with a hand inside her dress fondling a tit.

I suddenly felt sick, but there was a 'feeling' in my pants too, that I couldn't deny.

More drinks arrived and Christy brought me one and as she handed it over kissed me on the cheek, whispering "thank you ... I love you."

As the band finished their set the crowd went crazy, but it was apparent they weren't coming back as the DJ kicked in with a couple of banging tunes.

My first reaction was to take my wife onto the dance-floor, but one biggest and bulkiest members of the gang beat me to it and they danced as close and sexily as she had with Jesse the previous night.

I was startled when Jesse handed me another cocktail, then leaned in to whisper, "finish this ... then fuck off back to your hotel." I looked at him blankly, then he continued, "we are having a party back at The Boss's and she's coming with us ... don't worry, we will take care of her ...and bring her back to you when we're finished. So ... fuck off."

Everything I'd urged my wife to do over the last year or so flashed through my head; including the previous night. This, or something like it was what I'd sort of wanted ... but now it was becoming a reality... oh fuck; what had I started?

Christy was obviously having a great time on the dance-floor totally oblivious to me and my dilemma. Was it really a dilemma? The way Jesse was now looking at me with fire in his eyes, told me that I no longer had a choice ... but what about my young wife?

Leaning in closer I could barely hear his voice because of the music; but non the less menacing, "If you're wondering, your bitch is up for it ... well fucking up for it; but doesn't want you there, so be a good boy and fuck the fuck off."

It took all of my willpower not to start crying. I finished my drink and fighting back the tears , nodded, first at Jesse then at the Fat man.

Slightly unsteady on my feet I stumbled towards the dance-floor where my wife was in the grip of a frightening looking gang-banger who was pulling her onto him via both his big black hands squeezing her arse through the PVC.

He saw me and said something which made her smile and break off the clinch, to come to me.

"I'm not feeling well." I lied, "you can stay if you want; Jesse says they will bring you back to the hotel ... when it's over." I tried to make that sound ambiguous, but the grin that lit up her face told me she knew all about 'the party'.

"Oh I'm sorry," she feigned sympathy, "but thanks ... take care; I will see you later." Then with a soft kiss on my cheek she pushed her way back to the black Lothario who immediately put his hands on her arse and winked at my as my wife rotated her hips against him.

The walk back to the hotel felt like I was on death row as I felt tears running down my cheeks.

In the hotel, I looked across to the bar, but couldn't face another drink so went straight to our room and lay on the bed as the room began to spin, leaving me feeling queezy and tearful as I spent a fitful few hours falling in and out of sleep, checking the clock every half hour or so.

I actually was fast asleep when I heard the door open. I squinted at the clock, to see that it was 4.15 as Christy stumbled in trying to be as quiet as possible, but failing quite spectacularly as she tripped over her suitcase, then steadying herself against the wardrobe, with a clatter and lots of mumbled swearing.

"Are you okay?" I asked, sitting up.

Christy pressed herself against the wall, dropped her handbag and giggled, "Okay .... me? Okay .... Hell yes!"

I put the lamp on and saw her drunkenly grinning while holding onto the wall to stop herself falling to the floor.

I climbed out of bed in just my pants and stood looking at the state my wife was in. Her hair was bedraggled and her make up smudged as well as mysterious red mark around her neck.

"Do you need some help?" I proffered. Christy shrugged her reply, rolled her eyes as if to say "What do you think?"

With trembling fingers I unzipped the front of her PVC dress right to the bottom, spotting straight away that she was no longer wearing a bra or panties as I eased it off her shoulders and dropping it to the floor.

There was an unmistakeable smell of sex about her. Sex? Spunk and weed, lots of it. Now I looked carefully there were dry patches of spunk on her face and tits as well as a few red marks there to match the one around her neck.

As I stepped back she closed her eyes and began sensually stroking her hairless pubic area then touched her clit which made her sigh.

My heart was thumping as I guided her into the bathroom where I sat her on the toilet. Oblivious to me my wife sat back resting against the cistern and emptied her bladder while breathing heavily.

"Are you sure you are okay?" I asked again.

"I ...am.. oh -fucking-kay babes ... oh-fucking-kay!" She giggled, still with her eyes closed, touching her clit and slit again, making herself purr.

She was wobbly on her feet when she stood up and I guided her to the bed. My wife stopped and turned to face me, "I love you babes, I really do." Then she leaned forward and kissed me full on the lips and pushing her tongue into my mouth, which surprised me and made my brain spin, not knowing but guessing where her tongue may have been earlier in the evening. I reciprocated with my own tongue, delving as deep inside her mouth as possible.

Christy broke the kiss and slurred, "do you want me to tell you what I did? What they did to me?"

I took a deep breath and couldn't stop myself nodding that I did. Christy cupped my balls and rubbed my dick through my boxers then gently kissed me again before kneeling on the bed as I slid my pants off and lay beside her.

I shuffled until I was comfortable with my head next to the headboard leaving just enough room for her knees as she sexily straddled my face, slowly lowering herself until her hot cunt was pressing against my mouth and nose, which made her sigh as she gently rotated her hips.

With a naughty grin she began; "I was buzzing my tits off when I was dancing, because one of them had given me an E on top of all those cocktails. I loved having everyone's eyes on me when Jesse and the others groped me while we were dancing."

"I saw that ... you looked like you were having fun pressing your arse against their ... them." "One of them, the tall one already had a hard on!" Christy gasped as she ground her pussy across my mouth. "I thought he was going to take me into the toilets like Jesse did on Friday ... I hoped he would ... it felt fucking huge."

My wife hung her head and closed her eyes while pressing against the headboard as she let me run my tongue from clit to arsehole and back again.

"I couldn't believe that you left me with them ... but glad you did." "Hmmm," I sighed as she lifted her arse allowing me to see how swollen and pink flaps were, "you looked like you were having fun, and well ... you know ... they seemed to have plans for you ... you knew that didn't you?"

Giggling and breathing heavily she began grinding across my face as I alternated between squeezing her arse and tits and stroking her stocking clad thighs, while munching and licking her well fucked cunt and arse.

"They did hint at what they wanted to do back at the house ... it turned me on even more when I watched you leave." Her chest was heaving now and I felt that she was building up to an orgasm. "about an hour after you left I was in the cubicle when Hugo called me to him and put his hand up my dress to feel my ... snatch, then announced we were going back to his house as his fat finger slid inside my thong and he began fingering me in front of everyone, as he called Jesse, the tall guy and a couple of others over and said they could come too; and the rest had to 'keep the operation' going. He pulled his finger out and pushed it in my mouth ... it felt really naughty sucking my juices off his finger."

Christy closed her eyes again and very slowly gyrated her hips on my face, as if she was deliberately holding back her orgasm. "When we were outside that big black car pulled up with another smaller one ... Hugo got in the front and I went in the back with Jesse and two other guys and had to sit on the knees of the guy in the middle. We'd hardly got to end of the street when one of them pulled the zip of my dress down and then pulled the straps over my arms for them to play with my tits. I couldn't make out what they were saying as they weren't speaking English; but there was lots of laughter as they pulled my bra up under my chin and my tits were soon getting mauled by all three men on the backseat. I can't tell you how fucking turned on I was when the two either side of me lifted my legs up and wide, as if they were going to make a wish! As the car speeded through the town I was rocking from side to side as they pulled my knickers to one side held my legs apart as they took turns fingering me while the guy behind me held me in place by my tits."

Christy was now panting as he began rubbing her cunt faster across my tongue.

"I was well away when suddenly there was a flash of light then another ... it was Hugo leaning between the seats and taking photos on his phone!"

"Shit" I mumbled into her sticky cunt as I dug my fingers into her arse cheeks. "It didn't last long because there wasn't much room, but they pulled my legs back so one of them could finger my arse while Jesse forced two or three fingers deep into my cunt, and began jabbing them in and out as fast as anything; making me scream."

"Before I knew it the car was stopping outside a big house somewhere and they wouldn't let me put my dress back on, but I could still put my tits back inside my bra and readjust my knickers ... which was nice of them."

Christy turned and leaned back so she could stroke my cock, "You're not gonna cum yet are you babes?"

"No ... not yet." I muttered into her sopping and salty cunt.

The guys from the other car were already there and when I walked into the lounge they were standing waiting for us, rubbing their cocks through their trousers.

For a few seconds I nearly panicked, including these three, the three who had been fingering me in the car, the driver and Hugo meant that there eight of them ... and only little ole me!" Christy gave a throaty chuckle and leaned back to play with my cock; "Is this turning you on as much as me?"

I tried to nod as my mouth was embedded in her cunt which tasted like honey. Bearing in mind the dry patches of cum all over her, I didn't know and couldn't taste if any had cum inside her; but secretly hoped that they had.

"The atmosphere was electric; I was still buzzing from the E ... and couldn't believe my eyes when one of them chopped some lines out on the glass table. As they took turns sniffing it someone handed me a tumbler of brandy, then offered me a turn ... it had been a long time since I'd last had a 'toot' but ... fuck it ... in for a penny and all that, I hoovered up one line and I thought my eyes were going to pop out!

Just as I was getting used to the effects it was having on me someone grabbed me and forced my arms against my sides while another, Jesse I think put something stiff around my neck ... a leather dog collar with a leash! As soon as the lad in front let go Jesse swiped my arse with the leash then called me "a bitch ... his bitch ... their bitch for the night" Then forced me down onto my hands and knees and pulled me around the room ... like a fucking dog ... their bitch dog. I was so confused and turned on I went along with it especially when they groped my tits and arse as I crawled around on my hands and knees... my bra and panties didn't last long either. My head and stomach were spinning when I realised three men were standing with their cocks out ... Jesse growled something like 'beg ... beg bitch, suck them cocks, bitch!' and I did sitting up on my knees and pretending to beg like a dog with its tongue out ... boy did I suck their cocks! He made me keep my hands behind my back and only use my mouth ... like a real bitch. I was in dreamland for ten minutes or so sucking one cock after another ... fuck babes, wow (she sighed at the memory) there were all shapes and sizes, biggun's, fat ones and every single one was BLACK! Half way through I started using my hands and wanked a couple of cocks while I sucked an other ... holy fuck, it was the thing dreams are made of. "

Christy took a short breath and eased herself off my face a little, but she was so wet it actually trickled out like warm honey. Once she'd regained her composure she continued.

"I think I'd had all of their cocks in my mouth by this time apart from Hugo who was sitting in a huge armchair tugging on his cock when Jesse tugged the leash, tightening the collar around my throat which made me cough and the men laugh and joke in whatever language they spoke.

Still coughing he pushed me back onto my hands and knees and dragged me to Hugo who had his phone out again.

"Suck it bitch!" Jesse growled; but I didn't need to be told twice I nearly dived on it! It was a short and stumpy cock ... and circumcised with a pink knob. One of them held my hands behind my back while I bobbed my head up and down the Boss man's cock, licking and sucking his balls too .... making him groan and stroke my hair. There was something about him ... an aura maybe, but I just wanted to please him ... and I think I did when he started moaning and grabbed a handful of my hair as he began fucking my mouth ... sure enough he grunted as he came in my mouth ... there wasn't a lot really, but it was thick. I managed to get all of his cock in my mouth as I sucked every last bit his jizz out and swallowed the lot, which created a buzz around the room.

When Hugo pushed me away there was a free for all as I was pushed onto my back and a big fella pulled my legs apart and pushed his cock in my ... cunt. SHIT! It was fucking huge and made me squeal, until somebody knelt over my head and dropped his fat rubbery cock into my mouth.

I couldn't concentrate on sucking it because the guy fucking me was like a fucking machine the way he pounded my fanny.

It was like this for half an hour or so, one after another fucking me with another cock in my mouth. I soon found a rhythm and started to really enjoy getting fucked so roughly at both ends.

At different stages one guy tried to push his whole hand into my cunt! Seriously babes his whole hand ... when I shouted for him to stop somebody swiped my arse with the dog leash which stung like hell... and a chubby guy sat on my face and rubbed his arse over me, just like I'm doing to you ... only his arse was quite sweaty.

The next I knew was when they'd placed a sheepskin rug onto a coffee table and I was bent across it for them to fuck me doggy style ... which was amazing especially when that first guy with the big cock fucked me ... Jeez it felt huge inside me and he was just as rough ... even spanking me while I sucked and wanked cocks all at the same time."

By now Christy must have already had three orgasms telling her story, and normally she'd be spent after two ... but kept on rubbing her clit and cunt over my face as I licked her like the soft cuck that I'd become.

My head was spinning and my balls aching when she continued,

"I don't know who was first, but as someone pulled his cock out of my cunt the next one nudged his cock against my arsehole ... and because I was still buzzing from the drink and sniff I didn't give it a seconds thought when he pushed it in balls deep! It was fucking uncomfortable at first because it felt like one of the fat cocks, the way it stretched everything, but as long as I concentrated on sucking and wanking it took my mind off it.

My arse really did feel stretched when he pulled out, but that just made it easier for another three or four to fuck my arse one after the other, too!

After a while I heard raised voices then laughter before I was pulled up onto my feet by the leash tugging on my collar. It was weird standing in the middle of the room surrounded by a bunch of naked black men... all with hard-ons!

The guy with the biggest cock lay on the table and Jesse told me to 'ride him' .... I didn't need telling twice, it looked fucking amazing. I straddled him and it felt even fucking bigger that way than when he'd fucked me doggy style. As I bounced on his dick I was surrounded by the gang, squeezing my tits and arse before one stood in front and put his cock between my tits, so I squeezed them around it and gave him a titty wank while fucking his friend with the monster cock.

I didn't last long like that and was pushed forward so I was lying on his chest; more cocks were pushed to my face and I was going crazy trying to suck them ... twice I had two in my mouth at once ... which made them shout and cheer.

What I wasn't expecting though was ... while the big guy was banging me someone pulled my arse cheeks apart and pushed his cock in my arse! Oh fuck did I get a shock, but the guy under held me so tight I couldn't move and the guy whose cock was in my mouth was pushing it down my throat as the cock stretched my arse as it went in ... then he went fucking bonkers fucking me like a fucking horny terrier!"

Christy was obviously tiring now and her grinding was becoming slower by the minute, but she seemed to be pushing herself to tell me the whole story.

"Oh fuck babes... it was really uncomfortable, but such a fucking turn on having three men ... three BLACK men all fucking me at the same time .... mm mm... and it didn't stop there ... they changed positions all of them taking turns on me for half an hour or so until Hugo said something and I was rolled onto my back on the rug and they all surrounded me ... tugging on their cocks .... and one by one they came on my face and tits ... it was weird but ... I couldn't stop playing with myself watching them, anticipating another load to drop on me .... you mightn't believe this, but I came twice that way! Hugo was standing with his phone ... taking more photos and videos."

Exhausted, Christy rolled off my face and onto the bed half asleep now.

"Was that it?" I asked while hugging her. "Pretty much." She replied as she forced her eyes to stay open. "Hugo let me put my dress back on .. but not my bra and panties, and when Jesse took the ... collar off me, then they all surrounded me again, having one last grope and a bit of finger before I got in the Mercedes and ... and came back here."

"Are you OK ... with what they did to you?" I asked genuinely concerned.

"Fucking hell ...YES!" She smiled, "it was fucking mind-blowing, it wasn't even a fantasy, really ... but once you left the club I pretty much knew what they were going to do ... and I was well up for it."

My wife then fell fast asleep as I peeled her stockings off, and missed breakfast. I eventually woke her at 11, as we had to leave by noon. When she woke she wobbled to the bathroom on unsteady legs, and turned at the door to give me a sheepish grin, then closed the door.

We left the hotel just after noon and barely spoke a word until about halfway home when I heard her phone 'ping' for a text which woke her from her slumbers.

"Oh shit." she gasped when she saw who it was from ... Hugo! And then followed by another 6 or 7 pings.

Christy didn't look at what he'd sent and pushed her phone deep into her bag and threw it onto the back seat.

My heart was racing and my brain in overdrive, as I guess hers were too, for the rest of the journey. Once home she ran straight to the bathroom.

About thirty minutes later she came downstairs sniffling and unsuccessfully fighting back tears, then handed her phone to me, "See for yourself what I did last night."

With a heavy heart and a stiffening cock, I took the phone from her. Christy stood glaring at me as if she was a naughty little girl again, arms tightly folded across her chest and eyes fixed like lasers.

The first three texts included some photos of her wearing the dog collar and sucking numerous black cocks, like she'd told me, then there were two videos of her in the three-ways, visibly enjoying her predicament grinning while wanking a fourth cock at the same time.

I looked up at her while the last video was still playing .... "I need a wank," I winked, "want to help?"

"Are you ... aren't you ... don't you mind?" She stuttered as tears ran down her cheeks as the enormity of her infidelity struck her like a hammer blow.

"You obviously had fun, you told me so when you came back ... I sort of knew what you were getting up to and the pictures don't lie ... trust me sweetheart ... this turns me on as much as it did you... honest ... you know that. Okay, they spanked your arse and stuff ... but you enjoyed that, didn't you?" She meekly nodded. "The collar 'thing' ... how was that?" She tried to hide a smirk, "You know ... different ... uncomfortable, I suppose." She ran her fingers along the pink welts on her throat, " but ... I think (sigh) I liked being ... at their mercy ... dominated? ... their 'bitch' ... I can't remember how many orgasms I had... some I didn't even have to use my own fingers for." The smirk filled her face at the memory.

Just as she finished speaking her phone pinged again ... it was Hugo. I handed her the phone and she grinned while reading the message, "He's asking if we like the photos and videos." She pursed her lips. "We? He said 'we'?" I asked. Christy nodded, "Yes babes ... 'we'!" She read more then looked surprised, and started reading it out to me, "You were such a good fuck last night I want to invite you to a gathering at my house in two weeks time, where you will be a waitress. I will pay £250 for your time and also pay for a night in a hotel for you and your husband."

"What the fuck?" I sighed. Christy re-read the message, "Waitress? Gathering? What does that mean?" "Ask him and find out." I reacted far too quickly with hindsight. It wasn't even about the money ... it was always about my wife's sexual libido and my perverted ways.

She quickly replied by text asking for more details; but that is a whole other story!

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