OK, let me see if everything is ready.
The nanny will come to help us take care of the children when needed; the birthday gifts and cards for Babu have been bought; the white wine prepared for Darla and the strong white wine prepared for guests have also been presented.
Is there anything else to prepare?
Oh, by the way, condoms!
You should prepare more condoms so that those men will not ejaculate directly into her body.
I handed the condom to my wife Dara, and she looked at me with a shame, but she quickly took the condom over and put it carefully into her handbag.
As she turned around and left with those things, I kept wondering if what happened that night would be repeated tonight.
That happened three weeks ago, but to me, it was like it happened yesterday.
That day, Dahlra invited me to attend a party held by her colleague. The colleague was recently promoted and invited her to go to his house for fun.
This is a typical party between colleagues in the company, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable because I don’t know anyone at the party. Even when my wife introduced me to them, I quickly forgot who the more than 60 people were named. Moreover, the conversations between them all involved colleagues and business in the company, and I am completely an outsider.
Bored, I had to sit in the entertainment hall with a glass of wine and accompany my wife who worked in this company to the party with me while husbands who didn't know the other people at the party watching baseball games played on TV.
In a corner of the entertainment hall, there were several gambling machines. After watching TV for a while, we slowly gathered around the gambling machines, made a little bet, and spent the boring time while playing.
At this time, our wives were drinking, dancing, playing and having fun with colleagues in the company, and they didn't care about us at all.
After I lost all the change I brought with me, I looked at my watch and found that 4 hours had passed.
At this time, some wives came in to find their husbands one after another and prepared to leave together.
I didn't see Dahlra, nor did I know where she is now. I have never seen her again since I came to this entertainment hall to watch TV and play games.
However, there should be no problem. I thought to myself that after she has enough fun, she will come to this entertainment hall to find me. She knows that I am here.
Another hour and a half passed, and before Dalla came to see me, I was the only one left in the entertainment hall.
I stood up and walked out of the entertainment hall and began to search for my wife.
Many people who attended the party had left, and now there were only about 8 to 10 guests left, but I still didn't see Dahlra, and no one seemed to know where she was.
Maybe it was because I was suspicious that I felt that everyone I met looked at me with a little strange look.
For example, when I walked up to a man and asked my wife where she was, he looked upstairs nervously and told him unnaturally that he didn't know.
I searched all the rooms on the first floor and the backyard of the porch, but I couldn't find Dahlra, so I decided to go upstairs and check it out.
Just as I walked through the living room, I saw a man descending from the stairs and zipping up his pants while walking.
When he saw me, he seemed a little panicked and tried his best to hide his zipper.
This made me very curious. Is there something that is related to me on the upstairs?
Why do these people’s expressions are so strange?
I thought, instead of going upstairs rashly, I walked to the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee, thinking about what I had just happened: a man pulled downstairs with the zipper of his pants, and his sneaky gaze when he saw me; and when I asked the first man about where Dahlra was going, he peeked at the gaze upstairs with a strange expression, which all shows that something must have happened upstairs, and these things are sure that my wife Dahlra is related.
Now, I can only go upstairs to see with my own eyes what happened and see if Dalla is really staying upstairs.
I drank all the coffee in my cup, walked slowly up the stairs, and carefully observed the surroundings.
But when I arrived on the second floor, I saw some men standing at the other end of the corridor, surrounding the door of a room and looking inside.
I walked over and squeezed behind them and looked into the room.
Ah！
I saw my wife Dalla.
On the big bed in the middle of the room, Dalla lay on her back, her skirt was lifted to her waist, her panties and stockings had been taken off, and the man who celebrated her promotion was raped hard.
Dara's feet were raised in the air, kicking and kicking as the man twitched, and her hands were also waving in the air.
When I saw her movements, I thought she was struggling to get rid of the man's rape.
Just as I was about to rush in to rescue her, I suddenly understood two things: first, she was not struggling, but enjoying the climax of sexual desire; second, the men around the door were not watching, but waiting for their turn to enjoy my wife's body.
My beloved Dalla is serving a large group of men.
My judgment was verified immediately.
Dahlra trembled and wrapped her legs around the man who raped her, and moaned while gasping for breath: Fuck me!Fuck me hard!
The man ejaculated quickly with my wife's encouragement.
When he left, I saw a drop of semen dripping from his glans to the ground.
Before he could ejaculate into my wife's vagina, a man immediately lay on Dalla's body and inserted his hard penis into it.
Dahla hugged the man's neck, wrapped his legs around the man's waist, moaning and shouting: Oh, it's so comfortable, come on, Ah, give me your dick, fuck my pussy, fuck me hard!
In our 14-year marriage in life, Dalla never said such lewd words to me, and until this evening, she had been a very obedient woman and loyal wife.
Seeing her lewd behavior like this, the surprise in my heart replaced the anger.
While I was standing there watching, three men had raped her, and there were five men around me waiting for their chances.
At this time, one of the men became a little impatient and said: Damn it!We have been waiting for too long. Didn’t she have other flesh holes?We can play her Ah at the same time.Come and let her kneel on the bed.
His suggestion was immediately responded by several other men who asked the man who was raped by my wife to pause, and asked Dalla to get up and pose before inserting his penis back into her body.
Dahlra knelt on the edge of the bed with her hands supporting her body, and her boss, a middle-aged man named Mikes, walked up to her and asked her to open her mouth and take his penis in her mouth and sucked it carefully to give him a blowjob.
What's going on?
Is this still my wife who has lived with me for 14 years?
What the hell happened to her?
How could she willingly accept gang rapes from so many men?
Oh, my God Ah!
Mikes cried, her sucking was like a fucking vacuum cleaner.This woman has been working for me for 5 years, and I didn’t even know that she is such a lewd and slutty bitch!
As he said that, he laughed in a low voice, but I know now, haha!
At this time, I felt someone squeezed me behind me. When I looked back, two more men came over to join in the fun.
I moved a little and let the two men in.
At this moment, Darla had swallowed the semen of two men, and was fucked by the other two men in her vagina and anus respectively.
Throughout the process, no one seemed to notice her husband standing at the door watching their wife being gang-raped by them, or even if they noticed, no one would care about how I felt.
I have read many stories about men catching their wives in bed before, but I never thought that such a thing would happen to me.
I have to admit that watching my wife gang-raped by other men is indeed a very exciting scene, and when those men are gang-raped from both front and back, my penis is swelling and painful.
But my wife shouldn't have been such a woman, she shouldn't have been in such a scene.
Dahlra didn't notice that I was looking at her, but I kept wondering how she would explain to me what she had been doing for so long.
When she went to the entertainment hall to find me, I was probably the only one left in the whole house.
Also, when we get home, if I find her vagina full of semen while having sex with her, how should she explain it to me?
Thinking of these questions, I turned around and went downstairs.
Just as I converted almost all the TV channels 500 times, Dalla finally came to the entertainment hall to find me.
Seeing her quietly and timidly entering the door, I tried my best to relax my expression and asked: Hi, my little killer of the party, are you having a good time?
She looked at me nervously, smiled stiffly, and said she was having a good time.
I thought to myself, you are too polite, not just having a good time Ah?
You're just having fun.
But I did not express dissatisfaction or anger on the surface.
Are we going home now?
I asked.
OK, it's too late, let's go.
She replied.
On the way home, while driving, I was thinking about some of the men I met at the party just now. I really wanted to know more about them and also learned about my wife through them. I hope to invite them to my house to play poker one day.
So, I said to Dalla: In a few days, we will also invite your colleagues to come and have fun at home. I think Mikes, Sean (the man celebrating the promotion), Charlie and the few people who finally left the party should all be invited.
I mentioned a few men's names because I knew those men had just fucked her.
After a pause, I said again: Then you can come to entertain them like a real hostess.
I paused for a while and prepared some snacks, drinks, Ah and other things for them.
He paused for a moment, and finally I said, of course, there is everything they hope to get, what do you think?
Darla was silent all the time, and finally replied: I'm sure they will like your arrangements.
I smiled in my heart and said: Then you can invite them when you go to work on Monday.
It was dark in the car and I couldn't see her expression clearly, but I bet she was looking forward to having another party with those men.
I thought to myself, what interesting scenes will happen when I get home, when I send the nanny who helps us take care of the children and then return home.
Tonight I won't promise her that she didn't want to have sex with me. Whether she said a headache or pretended to be sleepy, I would fuck her vagina hard, and listen to her to explain why her vagina was so loose tonight.
After sending the nanny home, I hurried back home and found that the bedroom was pitch black and Darrah had already gone to bed.
I walked into the bedroom, turned on the small light at the head of the bed, took off all my clothes, and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.
Out of curiosity, I looked through the laundry basket where I was holding dirty clothes.
Dahlra's panties were thrown inside, her crotch was wet.
This surprised me a little because I thought she would clean up her body before going downstairs to find me after fucking those men.
But I thought again that she had probably cleaned her body carefully, but because there was too much semen ejaculation into her body, after she finished cleaning, some semen flowed out on the way home.
After taking a bath, I returned to the bedroom, climbed onto the bed, and saw Dahlra sleeping there in her old flannel pajamas.
Every time she doesn't want to have sex, she will sleep in this thick and not sexy pajama.
I stroked her tightly wrapped body and shook her, but she ignored me.
Darla, my dear, wake up Ah, baby, your husband really wants to be intimate with you!
She turned over and murmured: No, don't do it tonight, I'm so tired.
My hand stroked her thighs, and my fingers penetrated into her wet vagina without any resistance.
Damn, her vagina is so loose that I feel like my fists can be put in effortlessly, and it is very, very wet and smooth.
Please, my dear, don't do it tonight, let me sleep well, okay?
If it were at any time in the past, as long as she begged me like this, I would let her sleep peacefully with great distress, but it would not work tonight.
Sorry Ah, baby, but I heard you scream so emotionally tonight: Fuck me Ah, baby, fuck me hard!How can I sleep with Ah?If I don’t fuck you well, will you not be able to sleep?
I lifted her pajamas and spread her legs to both sides.She resisted firmly: No!I said no!I don't want to have sex tonight!
Every time we come back from a party, you have to have sex with me. What's wrong this time?Is something happening at the party?Did you hide something from me?Are there some things you don't want me to know, Dalla?At the party I heard some rumors that something happened in a bedroom upstairs. Are those things related to you?Is that the reason why you don’t want to have sex with me?
After hearing what I said, her body became tense and stiff, and she asked anxiously: Rumor?What kind of rumors are they?
At the party, some men were talking in the entertainment hall that there was a slutty woman lying in the bedroom upstairs, allowing every man attending the party to fuck her casually.Dear, you have been upstairs for so long, don’t you know these things?Is it because of this that you don’t want to have sex with me?But what does this have to do with you?
Dahla trembled, his voice full of giving up and resisting, and said: I am that slutty woman.
I tried to pretend that I couldn't believe it and asked: You?You were gang-raped by a large group of men upstairs?God Ah!When did this start?Do you do this often?
She was silent, letting my hands rub her wet vagina, paused for a while before answering: I have never been tonight before.
My thumb gently rubbed her clitoris, which made her panting. She couldn't help but spread her legs that were originally tightly clamped. My fingers were inserted into her vagina, and I immediately felt the sticky semen inside.
I have never experienced what it feels like to fuck your pussy with someone else’s semen, right?Oh, by the way, how many men have you fucked this pussy tonight?Are there 30?How many dicks have been inserted tonight, baby?How long does it take for a cock to be inserted?
Dahlra hesitated for a while before answering: I don't know.
You said you don't know what it means?You still say you don’t know if your body is fucked by someone?
When the sixth or seventh person got in, I forgot to count again.
I lay on her and inserted my penis that had been swollen and painfully swollen all night into her vagina. I felt the warmth and dampness inside, but I didn’t feel the clasp or friction. Only sticky filth was left in the loose hole.
You estimate how many people have fucked you tonight.
I said while twitching.
She thought for a while and said: Maybe 15.
After pausing for a while, he said again, some people fucked me more than once.
I pondered for a moment and asked: That is to say, you have had sex with 15 men, but you were fucked 25 times, or even 30 times?
Yes.
Have you sucked their cock?
Yes.
How many dicks have you sucked?
There are more than a dozen.
Have they cumed in your mouth?
Yes.
At this time, I began to rape her more violently. Under my stimulation, she became more and more excited. She stretched out her hands to hold my shoulders tightly, and lifted her legs and wrapped them around my thighs.
During the thrusting, I kept asking questions to her, and she also answered in the gap.
Have you let them fuck your asshole?
No, they just let me fuck my mouth and pussy.
Who fucked you the most?
Mikes.
several times?
three times.
Have you eaten his cock?
Yes.
several times?
twice.
Swallowed his semen twice?
Yes.
Do you like being played with by him like this?
like.
Do you still plan to continue fucking with him in the future?
No answer.
Dahlra, do you still want to continue fucking him?
I asked again.
She was silent for a while, then shouted hard: Yes!
Her answer simply didn't take me seriously.
Who among those men fucks you the most comfortable?
Sean.
Then will you continue to fuck him?
Yes!
Do you like being gang raped?
Yes!
Do you still want to be fucked by many men?
Yes!Yes!Fuck yes!You bastard!Stop asking these bastard questions, fuck me hard!
She moaned loudly, trembling all over, and reached her biggest orgasm since having sex with me. Fuck me!Fuck me!Fuck me!I fuck Ah hard!Don't stop!Don't stop!Just fuck it hard!
A few minutes later, I shot the semen into her vagina and mixed it with the semen of the 15 men that I had previously poured into.
For me, this is a very special experience, and such an experience will come again.
Although I still have many questions to ask, and although I still have many things to know, Darla could no longer hold on after the sexual orgasm and fell asleep slowly. No matter how I shake her, she ignored me.
I lay straight on the bed, unable to sleep, looking at the ceiling with my eyes wide open, my mind full of conversations with Darrah just now.
She answered YES to every question I asked, and she admitted that she still had to have sex with Mikes, Sean, and wanted to be gang-raped by many men.
I think she didn't lie, she would definitely do that.
Oh shit!
Is this my wife?
She must be possessed by a demon!
If she was not possessed by a demon, how could she explain that she had gone from a loyal wife and lovely mother to a slutty prostitute who could do her best after only 5 hours of partying?
Fuck me hard!
This is the first time I have heard such lewd and dirty words from my wife. Maybe tomorrow morning she will regret being gang-raped by so many men at the party. Maybe it is because she is drunk and can't control her behavior. Maybe she will sincerely say to me, please forgive me.
The next morning, when we woke up from our sleep, Dalla indeed said sorry to me, but didn't say, please forgive me.
Sorry, let you know these things without being prepared.
Dahlra said.
Oh, so you are not saying sorry for what you did?
Yes, I don't say sorry for what I did.
I understand that my thoughts last night were just being self-indulgent, but just as I was cleaning up my mind, I saw Dahlra sucking my cock hard.
She tried hard to suck, which was something she had never sucked my penis so passionately in the morning. It turned out that I was woken up by her in this way.
Seeing that I was already sucked hard by her, she got up and straddled me, put my penis into her hole, and then started to slowly move it.
This is also the first time we have sex like this in the morning.
She raised her head and sat up and down, and asked me: How do you feel?Can you still feel other people’s things in my body?
To be honest, before I could think about this, I was still immersed in the excitement of her giving me a morning blowjob.
But her question made me concentrate, and I replied: Your pussy is not that slippery, but it is still very loose, although it is better than last night.
She continued to move on my body and asked: Do you hate me?Do you want to kick me out of the house?
Why do I do that?
I asked.
Well, that's right, I said last night that I'd like to continue having sex with Mikes, Sean and other men, and that's not a casual talk.I do really like everything they did to me and I hope to experience that passion with them again.I don't know if you are willing to live with such a lewd wife.
I don't have enough time to think about this.Do you mind telling me what the hell is going on with you?
She lowered her head and looked at me and said: Let me tell you later.Now I want you to fuck me well!
As she said that, she rolled off me and pulled me to her, and then we started having sex again, until she had two orgasms that I didn't ejaculate.
However, she was not satisfied.
She lay down and gave me a blowjob, then made me hard and fucked me again.
This time, we fucked for more than half an hour.
I was surprised that Dalla had so many orgasms during this sex.
In the past, sometimes we had sex twice in a row at night (of course, this situation is rare, usually once). I didn't get her to reach her second orgasm.
Half an hour later, I shot my semen into her body again, then flipped over to her, gasping for breath. I was so tired.
She got up and kissed me, then went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After breakfast, we sent our kids to the sports and leisure center for swimming lessons, and then we went home and sat at the dining table, drinking coffee and chatting.
Dahlra said: Please listen carefully first, don’t interrupt me, let me finish everything first, and then ask questions, okay?
Seeing me nodding, she continued, do you remember the affair with Sally Parker four years ago?
Wow!I thought this was over long ago, and Dalla didn't know about my cheating.My face was full of surprise.
Oh, it's Ah, I know all of you, but I didn't say anything, because I saw that she didn't have much threat to me or to our family.And, I expected you to do that.My mother told me that you will do something like that sooner or later, and you will definitely go out to have fun after marriage.She also told me that in order to manage a marriage well, I must tolerate and forget some unpleasant experiences, and that's what I did.I have never quarreled with you about your cheating, nor have I mentioned a word.I just cried several times in private, then wiped my tears and continued to live a good life with you.
However, your betrayal did have a serious impact on me, and I also began to find my own spiritual home.Of course, I didn't want to run away from home, but I did start to pay attention to what other men are like.Sometimes, when I see a very attractive man, I can’t help but wonder what would happen if he was my lover?Will he feel sorry for me?Is he strong in sexual ability?Is his penis big or small?Has he ever circumcised?Wait and wait.I have a lot of chances of having an affair, very, very many, but I always manage to avoid it.There are many attractive men in our company who have expressed their affection for me, but I just regard that as a small mood at work.
Dahlra continued: I happened to see Sally in the supermarket yesterday, which once again evoked my painful memories.At last night's party, whenever I saw you chatting with other women, I remembered the affair with Sally.An hour after the party started, Dell (the manager of the department where Dahlra worked) came to me and asked if I could talk to me about the department.He doesn't want to talk in the company's office because he doesn't want others to know about our conversation.
So I followed him away from the party and sat with him in the front seat of his car and listened to him about work in the department.His ideas are good, and most of them I agree with.At this time, a blonde woman passed by our car and she looked a bit like Sally.For some reason, I suddenly started to wonder what Dell would look like in bed again.Will he be a considerate and gentle lover?Will he be a patient and considerate man?
Suddenly, we started kissing and I couldn't even recall who kissed who first. We were talking about the department work a minute ago, and we actually kissed each other a minute later. The kiss was very passionate, and the feeling of excitement spread throughout my body in an instant. We hugged each other's neck tightly for a few minutes before he moved his hand to my breasts, my hand rubbing his cock through his pants.
A few minutes later, he fucked me in the front seat of the car.After finishing, I felt very ashamed and embarrassed, and I hated my frivolity and lewdness very much.The feeling of cheating is not as beautiful as I thought.He was not a gentle and considerate lover, and after he finished, he pulled me away from his car, fearing that the liquid flowing out would stain his seat cover.
Dahlra sighed and continued: Dahl is also a bastard. He returned to the crowd and immediately told Charlie and Robert that he had just fucked me.I went to the bathroom upstairs and wanted to clean up the dirty things that Dell cumed in before going home with you because I knew you would definitely have sex with me after I got home, and I was very worried that you would feel the dirty things that Dell left in my body.
But what I didn't expect was that when I came out of the bathroom, Charlie and Robert were waiting for me outside.They said to me, if I don't let them do it, they'll tell you what happened to me just having sex with Dell.Of course, they won't go directly to you to talk about this, but they will go to the entertainment hall to talk about it loudly so that you can hear it aside.I was so scared that you knew about it, so I could only succumb to them.They took me to a bedroom at the end of the corridor on the second floor. Charlie fucked me first and felt bad, at least more pleasure than Dell gave me, and then Robert got on me too.He fucked me a lot longer than Charlie's, giving me the pleasure of orgasm.
When he stepped out, another penis was inserted.I originally thought it was Charlie's second time fucking me, but when I opened my eyes, I found it was Sid from the accounting department.He fucked him very fiercely, and I had no time or opportunity to stop him.Looking through his shoulders, I saw more men standing around and I knew what would be waiting for me.I had no way to resist these men who were excited by sexual desire. I closed my eyes and just wanted to cry loudly.
They finished me one by one, and the other immediately took it.I was surprised that I was not very disgusted with being gang-raped like this. Instead, I enjoyed the feeling of one dick after another constantly entering and out of my body. My orgasm went one after another, and continued during the entire gang-raping process. The harder I was fucked, the stronger the orgasm came.
When I felt an extremely thick cock inserted, I opened my eyes and saw Sean rape me violently. His cock is not much longer than yours, but three times thicker than yours. When he inserted it, I felt every G-spot in my vagina being rubbed by his big cock. That feeling made me crazy! I began to cater to him more proactively. When he was about to withdraw, I even held him, hoping that he would not leave me and continue to fuck me for a long time. He saw my greedy look and laughed loudly, saying that he would come back.
Next is Mikes, and although his cock is not as thick as Sean, it is longer than his and twice as long as yours.He also rubbed every G-spot of mine, and some of the sensitive points he rubbed were something I had never felt before.After he and Shaun fucked me, I no longer cared about who fucked me again. I was determined to wait for him and Shaun to come back to fuck me again.In this way, I was lying there, with my legs wide open, allowing every man who walked in to rape me wantonly, my eyes were just focusing on Mikes and Sean.Finally, when it was about to end, Mikes told me that he was going to have sex with me for a long time.I told him that he could ask me at any time, anywhere.
After saying all this, Dalla sat there quietly, waiting for me to speak, but at this moment I was speechless.
From what she said after she got home last night, but now what she just told me so things are already obvious, she will definitely continue to have sex with those men and will definitely continue to play group sex gang rape games.
What else can I say?
So what should we do with our marriage?Where will we go?
I can finally speak.
Where do you think we should go?I love you, I love you very much.It's just sex with those men, but that's great sex.You performed well in bed, but Sean performed well in bed, and Mikes performed best!I really want to have a good time with them again, I want to fuck them every day!I would feel very happy if they both of them or one of them asked me to lie on the desk and fuck me hard before letting me home on Monday.Just like I said just now, I love you, I won’t leave you, but do you want me to stay by your side?Can you accept that I love you, but have sex with other men?Think about it carefully, baby, this is something we both must figure out!
I should think about it carefully, and I kept thinking about it carefully that whole Saturday.
At night, Dahlra accompanied me into bed and she gave me a very wild sex enjoyment.
We have sex four times in total, something we haven't done on our honeymoon.
After four sex sessions, I was so tired that I couldn't help but fall asleep while Dalla was still sucking my weak penis tirelessly.
On Sunday morning, Dalla copied the way she woke me up on Saturday morning.
Although we did not continue to discuss the problems we are currently facing in our marriage after getting up, these problems kept wandering in our minds.
In the evening, I finally decided how I should face and deal with the questions asked by Darla last night.
I left my house and went to a large supermarket nearby.
On Sunday night, Dalla and I had sex again, we had sex 5 times, which definitely set a new record for having sex overnight in our 14 years of marriage!
The next morning, before I left home to work (I usually go out at work time) I handed Dahla a very carefully and exquisite gift box and a card. The small box I bought at the supermarket last night and I made the card myself.
Dahlra opened the card first and saw it read: I hope you have a good time in the company today!Please think of me!I'll wait for you to come back at home tonight.
Then she opened the box and opened the lid. It was a small Trojan cartoon toy, a small gift that Dalla had always wanted.
She smiled and looked at the little toy and then carefully put it into her bag.
As Dalla said, Sean and Mikes really pressed her on the desk and gang-raped her after everyone else left work on Monday.
and.
From that day on, they both enjoyed Dalla's body in that way every day.
Of course, Darra may have enjoyed much more than both of them.
Today is Babu’s birthday and my husband and I decided to hold a birthday celebration party for her at my house.
Bab is a colleague of Darla, who work in the same department and are very close friends.
Babu's home is not local, so she often comes to our house to play.
Darla has invited all her colleagues to the party, including all the men who gang-raped her at the last party.
Let me check if there is anything else to prepare. I have contacted the nanny who has taken care of the child. I have bought birthday gifts and cards for Babu; the white wine prepared for Daerla and the strong white wine prepared for the guests were also presented.
Is there anything else to prepare?
Oh, by the way, condoms!
You must prepare more condoms, you must never forget this!
The nanny will come to help us take care of the children when needed; the birthday gifts and cards for Babu have been bought; the white wine prepared for Darla and the strong white wine prepared for guests have also been presented.
Is there anything else to prepare?
Oh, by the way, condoms!
You should prepare more condoms so that those men will not ejaculate directly into her body.
I handed the condom to my wife Dara, and she looked at me with a shame, but she quickly took the condom over and put it carefully into her handbag.
As she turned around and left with those things, I kept wondering if what happened that night would be repeated tonight.
That happened three weeks ago, but to me, it was like it happened yesterday.
That day, Dahlra invited me to attend a party held by her colleague. The colleague was recently promoted and invited her to go to his house for fun.
This is a typical party between colleagues in the company, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable because I don’t know anyone at the party. Even when my wife introduced me to them, I quickly forgot who the more than 60 people were named. Moreover, the conversations between them all involved colleagues and business in the company, and I am completely an outsider.
Bored, I had to sit in the entertainment hall with a glass of wine and accompany my wife who worked in this company to the party with me while husbands who didn't know the other people at the party watching baseball games played on TV.
In a corner of the entertainment hall, there were several gambling machines. After watching TV for a while, we slowly gathered around the gambling machines, made a little bet, and spent the boring time while playing.
At this time, our wives were drinking, dancing, playing and having fun with colleagues in the company, and they didn't care about us at all.
After I lost all the change I brought with me, I looked at my watch and found that 4 hours had passed.
At this time, some wives came in to find their husbands one after another and prepared to leave together.
I didn't see Dahlra, nor did I know where she is now. I have never seen her again since I came to this entertainment hall to watch TV and play games.
However, there should be no problem. I thought to myself that after she has enough fun, she will come to this entertainment hall to find me. She knows that I am here.
Another hour and a half passed, and before Dalla came to see me, I was the only one left in the entertainment hall.
I stood up and walked out of the entertainment hall and began to search for my wife.
Many people who attended the party had left, and now there were only about 8 to 10 guests left, but I still didn't see Dahlra, and no one seemed to know where she was.
Maybe it was because I was suspicious that I felt that everyone I met looked at me with a little strange look.
For example, when I walked up to a man and asked my wife where she was, he looked upstairs nervously and told him unnaturally that he didn't know.
I searched all the rooms on the first floor and the backyard of the porch, but I couldn't find Dahlra, so I decided to go upstairs and check it out.
Just as I walked through the living room, I saw a man descending from the stairs and zipping up his pants while walking.
When he saw me, he seemed a little panicked and tried his best to hide his zipper.
This made me very curious. Is there something that is related to me on the upstairs?
Why do these people’s expressions are so strange?
I thought, instead of going upstairs rashly, I walked to the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee, thinking about what I had just happened: a man pulled downstairs with the zipper of his pants, and his sneaky gaze when he saw me; and when I asked the first man about where Dahlra was going, he peeked at the gaze upstairs with a strange expression, which all shows that something must have happened upstairs, and these things are sure that my wife Dahlra is related.
Now, I can only go upstairs to see with my own eyes what happened and see if Dalla is really staying upstairs.
I drank all the coffee in my cup, walked slowly up the stairs, and carefully observed the surroundings.
But when I arrived on the second floor, I saw some men standing at the other end of the corridor, surrounding the door of a room and looking inside.
I walked over and squeezed behind them and looked into the room.
Ah！
I saw my wife Dalla.
On the big bed in the middle of the room, Dalla lay on her back, her skirt was lifted to her waist, her panties and stockings had been taken off, and the man who celebrated her promotion was raped hard.
Dara's feet were raised in the air, kicking and kicking as the man twitched, and her hands were also waving in the air.
When I saw her movements, I thought she was struggling to get rid of the man's rape.
Just as I was about to rush in to rescue her, I suddenly understood two things: first, she was not struggling, but enjoying the climax of sexual desire; second, the men around the door were not watching, but waiting for their turn to enjoy my wife's body.
My beloved Dalla is serving a large group of men.
My judgment was verified immediately.
Dahlra trembled and wrapped her legs around the man who raped her, and moaned while gasping for breath: Fuck me!Fuck me hard!
The man ejaculated quickly with my wife's encouragement.
When he left, I saw a drop of semen dripping from his glans to the ground.
Before he could ejaculate into my wife's vagina, a man immediately lay on Dalla's body and inserted his hard penis into it.
Dahla hugged the man's neck, wrapped his legs around the man's waist, moaning and shouting: Oh, it's so comfortable, come on, Ah, give me your dick, fuck my pussy, fuck me hard!
In our 14-year marriage in life, Dalla never said such lewd words to me, and until this evening, she had been a very obedient woman and loyal wife.
Seeing her lewd behavior like this, the surprise in my heart replaced the anger.
While I was standing there watching, three men had raped her, and there were five men around me waiting for their chances.
At this time, one of the men became a little impatient and said: Damn it!We have been waiting for too long. Didn’t she have other flesh holes?We can play her Ah at the same time.Come and let her kneel on the bed.
His suggestion was immediately responded by several other men who asked the man who was raped by my wife to pause, and asked Dalla to get up and pose before inserting his penis back into her body.
Dahlra knelt on the edge of the bed with her hands supporting her body, and her boss, a middle-aged man named Mikes, walked up to her and asked her to open her mouth and take his penis in her mouth and sucked it carefully to give him a blowjob.
What's going on?
Is this still my wife who has lived with me for 14 years?
What the hell happened to her?
How could she willingly accept gang rapes from so many men?
Oh, my God Ah!
Mikes cried, her sucking was like a fucking vacuum cleaner.This woman has been working for me for 5 years, and I didn’t even know that she is such a lewd and slutty bitch!
As he said that, he laughed in a low voice, but I know now, haha!
At this time, I felt someone squeezed me behind me. When I looked back, two more men came over to join in the fun.
I moved a little and let the two men in.
At this moment, Darla had swallowed the semen of two men, and was fucked by the other two men in her vagina and anus respectively.
Throughout the process, no one seemed to notice her husband standing at the door watching their wife being gang-raped by them, or even if they noticed, no one would care about how I felt.
I have read many stories about men catching their wives in bed before, but I never thought that such a thing would happen to me.
I have to admit that watching my wife gang-raped by other men is indeed a very exciting scene, and when those men are gang-raped from both front and back, my penis is swelling and painful.
But my wife shouldn't have been such a woman, she shouldn't have been in such a scene.
Dahlra didn't notice that I was looking at her, but I kept wondering how she would explain to me what she had been doing for so long.
When she went to the entertainment hall to find me, I was probably the only one left in the whole house.
Also, when we get home, if I find her vagina full of semen while having sex with her, how should she explain it to me?
Thinking of these questions, I turned around and went downstairs.
Just as I converted almost all the TV channels 500 times, Dalla finally came to the entertainment hall to find me.
Seeing her quietly and timidly entering the door, I tried my best to relax my expression and asked: Hi, my little killer of the party, are you having a good time?
She looked at me nervously, smiled stiffly, and said she was having a good time.
I thought to myself, you are too polite, not just having a good time Ah?
You're just having fun.
But I did not express dissatisfaction or anger on the surface.
Are we going home now?
I asked.
OK, it's too late, let's go.
She replied.
On the way home, while driving, I was thinking about some of the men I met at the party just now. I really wanted to know more about them and also learned about my wife through them. I hope to invite them to my house to play poker one day.
So, I said to Dalla: In a few days, we will also invite your colleagues to come and have fun at home. I think Mikes, Sean (the man celebrating the promotion), Charlie and the few people who finally left the party should all be invited.
I mentioned a few men's names because I knew those men had just fucked her.
After a pause, I said again: Then you can come to entertain them like a real hostess.
I paused for a while and prepared some snacks, drinks, Ah and other things for them.
He paused for a moment, and finally I said, of course, there is everything they hope to get, what do you think?
Darla was silent all the time, and finally replied: I'm sure they will like your arrangements.
I smiled in my heart and said: Then you can invite them when you go to work on Monday.
It was dark in the car and I couldn't see her expression clearly, but I bet she was looking forward to having another party with those men.
I thought to myself, what interesting scenes will happen when I get home, when I send the nanny who helps us take care of the children and then return home.
Tonight I won't promise her that she didn't want to have sex with me. Whether she said a headache or pretended to be sleepy, I would fuck her vagina hard, and listen to her to explain why her vagina was so loose tonight.
After sending the nanny home, I hurried back home and found that the bedroom was pitch black and Darrah had already gone to bed.
I walked into the bedroom, turned on the small light at the head of the bed, took off all my clothes, and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.
Out of curiosity, I looked through the laundry basket where I was holding dirty clothes.
Dahlra's panties were thrown inside, her crotch was wet.
This surprised me a little because I thought she would clean up her body before going downstairs to find me after fucking those men.
But I thought again that she had probably cleaned her body carefully, but because there was too much semen ejaculation into her body, after she finished cleaning, some semen flowed out on the way home.
After taking a bath, I returned to the bedroom, climbed onto the bed, and saw Dahlra sleeping there in her old flannel pajamas.
Every time she doesn't want to have sex, she will sleep in this thick and not sexy pajama.
I stroked her tightly wrapped body and shook her, but she ignored me.
Darla, my dear, wake up Ah, baby, your husband really wants to be intimate with you!
She turned over and murmured: No, don't do it tonight, I'm so tired.
My hand stroked her thighs, and my fingers penetrated into her wet vagina without any resistance.
Damn, her vagina is so loose that I feel like my fists can be put in effortlessly, and it is very, very wet and smooth.
Please, my dear, don't do it tonight, let me sleep well, okay?
If it were at any time in the past, as long as she begged me like this, I would let her sleep peacefully with great distress, but it would not work tonight.
Sorry Ah, baby, but I heard you scream so emotionally tonight: Fuck me Ah, baby, fuck me hard!How can I sleep with Ah?If I don’t fuck you well, will you not be able to sleep?
I lifted her pajamas and spread her legs to both sides.She resisted firmly: No!I said no!I don't want to have sex tonight!
Every time we come back from a party, you have to have sex with me. What's wrong this time?Is something happening at the party?Did you hide something from me?Are there some things you don't want me to know, Dalla?At the party I heard some rumors that something happened in a bedroom upstairs. Are those things related to you?Is that the reason why you don’t want to have sex with me?
After hearing what I said, her body became tense and stiff, and she asked anxiously: Rumor?What kind of rumors are they?
At the party, some men were talking in the entertainment hall that there was a slutty woman lying in the bedroom upstairs, allowing every man attending the party to fuck her casually.Dear, you have been upstairs for so long, don’t you know these things?Is it because of this that you don’t want to have sex with me?But what does this have to do with you?
Dahla trembled, his voice full of giving up and resisting, and said: I am that slutty woman.
I tried to pretend that I couldn't believe it and asked: You?You were gang-raped by a large group of men upstairs?God Ah!When did this start?Do you do this often?
She was silent, letting my hands rub her wet vagina, paused for a while before answering: I have never been tonight before.
My thumb gently rubbed her clitoris, which made her panting. She couldn't help but spread her legs that were originally tightly clamped. My fingers were inserted into her vagina, and I immediately felt the sticky semen inside.
I have never experienced what it feels like to fuck your pussy with someone else’s semen, right?Oh, by the way, how many men have you fucked this pussy tonight?Are there 30?How many dicks have been inserted tonight, baby?How long does it take for a cock to be inserted?
Dahlra hesitated for a while before answering: I don't know.
You said you don't know what it means?You still say you don’t know if your body is fucked by someone?
When the sixth or seventh person got in, I forgot to count again.
I lay on her and inserted my penis that had been swollen and painfully swollen all night into her vagina. I felt the warmth and dampness inside, but I didn’t feel the clasp or friction. Only sticky filth was left in the loose hole.
You estimate how many people have fucked you tonight.
I said while twitching.
She thought for a while and said: Maybe 15.
After pausing for a while, he said again, some people fucked me more than once.
I pondered for a moment and asked: That is to say, you have had sex with 15 men, but you were fucked 25 times, or even 30 times?
Yes.
Have you sucked their cock?
Yes.
How many dicks have you sucked?
There are more than a dozen.
Have they cumed in your mouth?
Yes.
At this time, I began to rape her more violently. Under my stimulation, she became more and more excited. She stretched out her hands to hold my shoulders tightly, and lifted her legs and wrapped them around my thighs.
During the thrusting, I kept asking questions to her, and she also answered in the gap.
Have you let them fuck your asshole?
No, they just let me fuck my mouth and pussy.
Who fucked you the most?
Mikes.
several times?
three times.
Have you eaten his cock?
Yes.
several times?
twice.
Swallowed his semen twice?
Yes.
Do you like being played with by him like this?
like.
Do you still plan to continue fucking with him in the future?
No answer.
Dahlra, do you still want to continue fucking him?
I asked again.
She was silent for a while, then shouted hard: Yes!
Her answer simply didn't take me seriously.
Who among those men fucks you the most comfortable?
Sean.
Then will you continue to fuck him?
Yes!
Do you like being gang raped?
Yes!
Do you still want to be fucked by many men?
Yes!Yes!Fuck yes!You bastard!Stop asking these bastard questions, fuck me hard!
She moaned loudly, trembling all over, and reached her biggest orgasm since having sex with me. Fuck me!Fuck me!Fuck me!I fuck Ah hard!Don't stop!Don't stop!Just fuck it hard!
A few minutes later, I shot the semen into her vagina and mixed it with the semen of the 15 men that I had previously poured into.
For me, this is a very special experience, and such an experience will come again.
Although I still have many questions to ask, and although I still have many things to know, Darla could no longer hold on after the sexual orgasm and fell asleep slowly. No matter how I shake her, she ignored me.
I lay straight on the bed, unable to sleep, looking at the ceiling with my eyes wide open, my mind full of conversations with Darrah just now.
She answered YES to every question I asked, and she admitted that she still had to have sex with Mikes, Sean, and wanted to be gang-raped by many men.
I think she didn't lie, she would definitely do that.
Oh shit!
Is this my wife?
She must be possessed by a demon!
If she was not possessed by a demon, how could she explain that she had gone from a loyal wife and lovely mother to a slutty prostitute who could do her best after only 5 hours of partying?
Fuck me hard!
This is the first time I have heard such lewd and dirty words from my wife. Maybe tomorrow morning she will regret being gang-raped by so many men at the party. Maybe it is because she is drunk and can't control her behavior. Maybe she will sincerely say to me, please forgive me.
The next morning, when we woke up from our sleep, Dalla indeed said sorry to me, but didn't say, please forgive me.
Sorry, let you know these things without being prepared.
Dahlra said.
Oh, so you are not saying sorry for what you did?
Yes, I don't say sorry for what I did.
I understand that my thoughts last night were just being self-indulgent, but just as I was cleaning up my mind, I saw Dahlra sucking my cock hard.
She tried hard to suck, which was something she had never sucked my penis so passionately in the morning. It turned out that I was woken up by her in this way.
Seeing that I was already sucked hard by her, she got up and straddled me, put my penis into her hole, and then started to slowly move it.
This is also the first time we have sex like this in the morning.
She raised her head and sat up and down, and asked me: How do you feel?Can you still feel other people’s things in my body?
To be honest, before I could think about this, I was still immersed in the excitement of her giving me a morning blowjob.
But her question made me concentrate, and I replied: Your pussy is not that slippery, but it is still very loose, although it is better than last night.
She continued to move on my body and asked: Do you hate me?Do you want to kick me out of the house?
Why do I do that?
I asked.
Well, that's right, I said last night that I'd like to continue having sex with Mikes, Sean and other men, and that's not a casual talk.I do really like everything they did to me and I hope to experience that passion with them again.I don't know if you are willing to live with such a lewd wife.
I don't have enough time to think about this.Do you mind telling me what the hell is going on with you?
She lowered her head and looked at me and said: Let me tell you later.Now I want you to fuck me well!
As she said that, she rolled off me and pulled me to her, and then we started having sex again, until she had two orgasms that I didn't ejaculate.
However, she was not satisfied.
She lay down and gave me a blowjob, then made me hard and fucked me again.
This time, we fucked for more than half an hour.
I was surprised that Dalla had so many orgasms during this sex.
In the past, sometimes we had sex twice in a row at night (of course, this situation is rare, usually once). I didn't get her to reach her second orgasm.
Half an hour later, I shot my semen into her body again, then flipped over to her, gasping for breath. I was so tired.
She got up and kissed me, then went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After breakfast, we sent our kids to the sports and leisure center for swimming lessons, and then we went home and sat at the dining table, drinking coffee and chatting.
Dahlra said: Please listen carefully first, don’t interrupt me, let me finish everything first, and then ask questions, okay?
Seeing me nodding, she continued, do you remember the affair with Sally Parker four years ago?
Wow!I thought this was over long ago, and Dalla didn't know about my cheating.My face was full of surprise.
Oh, it's Ah, I know all of you, but I didn't say anything, because I saw that she didn't have much threat to me or to our family.And, I expected you to do that.My mother told me that you will do something like that sooner or later, and you will definitely go out to have fun after marriage.She also told me that in order to manage a marriage well, I must tolerate and forget some unpleasant experiences, and that's what I did.I have never quarreled with you about your cheating, nor have I mentioned a word.I just cried several times in private, then wiped my tears and continued to live a good life with you.
However, your betrayal did have a serious impact on me, and I also began to find my own spiritual home.Of course, I didn't want to run away from home, but I did start to pay attention to what other men are like.Sometimes, when I see a very attractive man, I can’t help but wonder what would happen if he was my lover?Will he feel sorry for me?Is he strong in sexual ability?Is his penis big or small?Has he ever circumcised?Wait and wait.I have a lot of chances of having an affair, very, very many, but I always manage to avoid it.There are many attractive men in our company who have expressed their affection for me, but I just regard that as a small mood at work.
Dahlra continued: I happened to see Sally in the supermarket yesterday, which once again evoked my painful memories.At last night's party, whenever I saw you chatting with other women, I remembered the affair with Sally.An hour after the party started, Dell (the manager of the department where Dahlra worked) came to me and asked if I could talk to me about the department.He doesn't want to talk in the company's office because he doesn't want others to know about our conversation.
So I followed him away from the party and sat with him in the front seat of his car and listened to him about work in the department.His ideas are good, and most of them I agree with.At this time, a blonde woman passed by our car and she looked a bit like Sally.For some reason, I suddenly started to wonder what Dell would look like in bed again.Will he be a considerate and gentle lover?Will he be a patient and considerate man?
Suddenly, we started kissing and I couldn't even recall who kissed who first. We were talking about the department work a minute ago, and we actually kissed each other a minute later. The kiss was very passionate, and the feeling of excitement spread throughout my body in an instant. We hugged each other's neck tightly for a few minutes before he moved his hand to my breasts, my hand rubbing his cock through his pants.
A few minutes later, he fucked me in the front seat of the car.After finishing, I felt very ashamed and embarrassed, and I hated my frivolity and lewdness very much.The feeling of cheating is not as beautiful as I thought.He was not a gentle and considerate lover, and after he finished, he pulled me away from his car, fearing that the liquid flowing out would stain his seat cover.
Dahlra sighed and continued: Dahl is also a bastard. He returned to the crowd and immediately told Charlie and Robert that he had just fucked me.I went to the bathroom upstairs and wanted to clean up the dirty things that Dell cumed in before going home with you because I knew you would definitely have sex with me after I got home, and I was very worried that you would feel the dirty things that Dell left in my body.
But what I didn't expect was that when I came out of the bathroom, Charlie and Robert were waiting for me outside.They said to me, if I don't let them do it, they'll tell you what happened to me just having sex with Dell.Of course, they won't go directly to you to talk about this, but they will go to the entertainment hall to talk about it loudly so that you can hear it aside.I was so scared that you knew about it, so I could only succumb to them.They took me to a bedroom at the end of the corridor on the second floor. Charlie fucked me first and felt bad, at least more pleasure than Dell gave me, and then Robert got on me too.He fucked me a lot longer than Charlie's, giving me the pleasure of orgasm.
When he stepped out, another penis was inserted.I originally thought it was Charlie's second time fucking me, but when I opened my eyes, I found it was Sid from the accounting department.He fucked him very fiercely, and I had no time or opportunity to stop him.Looking through his shoulders, I saw more men standing around and I knew what would be waiting for me.I had no way to resist these men who were excited by sexual desire. I closed my eyes and just wanted to cry loudly.
They finished me one by one, and the other immediately took it.I was surprised that I was not very disgusted with being gang-raped like this. Instead, I enjoyed the feeling of one dick after another constantly entering and out of my body. My orgasm went one after another, and continued during the entire gang-raping process. The harder I was fucked, the stronger the orgasm came.
When I felt an extremely thick cock inserted, I opened my eyes and saw Sean rape me violently. His cock is not much longer than yours, but three times thicker than yours. When he inserted it, I felt every G-spot in my vagina being rubbed by his big cock. That feeling made me crazy! I began to cater to him more proactively. When he was about to withdraw, I even held him, hoping that he would not leave me and continue to fuck me for a long time. He saw my greedy look and laughed loudly, saying that he would come back.
Next is Mikes, and although his cock is not as thick as Sean, it is longer than his and twice as long as yours.He also rubbed every G-spot of mine, and some of the sensitive points he rubbed were something I had never felt before.After he and Shaun fucked me, I no longer cared about who fucked me again. I was determined to wait for him and Shaun to come back to fuck me again.In this way, I was lying there, with my legs wide open, allowing every man who walked in to rape me wantonly, my eyes were just focusing on Mikes and Sean.Finally, when it was about to end, Mikes told me that he was going to have sex with me for a long time.I told him that he could ask me at any time, anywhere.
After saying all this, Dalla sat there quietly, waiting for me to speak, but at this moment I was speechless.
From what she said after she got home last night, but now what she just told me so things are already obvious, she will definitely continue to have sex with those men and will definitely continue to play group sex gang rape games.
What else can I say?
So what should we do with our marriage?Where will we go?
I can finally speak.
Where do you think we should go?I love you, I love you very much.It's just sex with those men, but that's great sex.You performed well in bed, but Sean performed well in bed, and Mikes performed best!I really want to have a good time with them again, I want to fuck them every day!I would feel very happy if they both of them or one of them asked me to lie on the desk and fuck me hard before letting me home on Monday.Just like I said just now, I love you, I won’t leave you, but do you want me to stay by your side?Can you accept that I love you, but have sex with other men?Think about it carefully, baby, this is something we both must figure out!
I should think about it carefully, and I kept thinking about it carefully that whole Saturday.
At night, Dahlra accompanied me into bed and she gave me a very wild sex enjoyment.
We have sex four times in total, something we haven't done on our honeymoon.
After four sex sessions, I was so tired that I couldn't help but fall asleep while Dalla was still sucking my weak penis tirelessly.
On Sunday morning, Dalla copied the way she woke me up on Saturday morning.
Although we did not continue to discuss the problems we are currently facing in our marriage after getting up, these problems kept wandering in our minds.
In the evening, I finally decided how I should face and deal with the questions asked by Darla last night.
I left my house and went to a large supermarket nearby.
On Sunday night, Dalla and I had sex again, we had sex 5 times, which definitely set a new record for having sex overnight in our 14 years of marriage!
The next morning, before I left home to work (I usually go out at work time) I handed Dahla a very carefully and exquisite gift box and a card. The small box I bought at the supermarket last night and I made the card myself.
Dahlra opened the card first and saw it read: I hope you have a good time in the company today!Please think of me!I'll wait for you to come back at home tonight.
Then she opened the box and opened the lid. It was a small Trojan cartoon toy, a small gift that Dalla had always wanted.
She smiled and looked at the little toy and then carefully put it into her bag.
As Dalla said, Sean and Mikes really pressed her on the desk and gang-raped her after everyone else left work on Monday.
and.
From that day on, they both enjoyed Dalla's body in that way every day.
Of course, Darra may have enjoyed much more than both of them.
Today is Babu’s birthday and my husband and I decided to hold a birthday celebration party for her at my house.
Bab is a colleague of Darla, who work in the same department and are very close friends.
Babu's home is not local, so she often comes to our house to play.
Darla has invited all her colleagues to the party, including all the men who gang-raped her at the last party.
Let me check if there is anything else to prepare. I have contacted the nanny who has taken care of the child. I have bought birthday gifts and cards for Babu; the white wine prepared for Daerla and the strong white wine prepared for the guests were also presented.
Is there anything else to prepare?
Oh, by the way, condoms!
You must prepare more condoms, you must never forget this!
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