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This Time You Were Right
by Pagan (kayce69@haytor.fsworld.co.uk)

***

A sequel to "Alright so I was wrong!" (M+F, wife,
reluc, huml, gb, beast)

***

Well hello reader, it's obvious that you read about my 
little encounter and how my husband let me down. (That 
story can be found in directory 29.)

***

It's funny, your married to a man, he’s your life for a 
while then things change, so what’s the answer? Do you 
try and spice up things like we did... and boy you have 
to admit, we did spice up things. I got in a little 
over my head, then what followed, upset and outraged. 
But I sat back and thought about it.

Yes you're right, when I was alone I did think about 
that weekend. The seven men, the dog and the fucking I 
got. Did it hurt us? We're still together. You know the 
husband and wife thing, besides in hindsight it's not 
every day you get the fucking of a life time with that 
many orgasms and get to lie that you didn’t enjoy it.

I must be honest with you, I also enjoyed the many 
times I've fucked off with my fingers, rubbing my clit 
and finger fucking myself as I fantasized about the 
things I told my husband. I spoke those words in such 
haste but now they're etched in my mind. (Dear reader, 
I hope none of your horny mates come round when I’m 
home alone.)

I know you're wondering why I’m telling you this; well 
I have to confess to someone. Someone who would believe 
in my innocents and you do know me, or like me, or you 
thought you did. This is what happens when you mix 
fantasy with a few drinks.

***

After that weekend we went back to a normal life, 
strained and definitely cold and no more exciting 
nights out. You know... normal.

We didn’t talk much, both of us drunk more and if, 
which became often, we argued, that weekend was thrown 
up at me. So to save the animosity I went out with my 
girlfriends and he played his bloody golf with his five 
mates.

It was on one such girl's-night-out, it must have been 
about five weeks later, that I got a bit drunk. I 
hadn’t eaten because our food was on the dining room 
floor. We had a bloody great row and I threw the dinner 
at him and for good measure mine as well, well I had 
especially wanted the car a week on Saturday and he 
annoyed me by saying he was away playing in a 
tournament from that Friday night until the Sunday 
afternoon.

I stormed out the house, found Jill and Trish and 
headed for The Plant Pot Bar to drown my temper. Yes I 
drowned it, bloody well close to the Titanic.

The place was full and the atmosphere was great, some-
bodies birthday bash and believe me I was well away as 
the conversation came round to sex and eventually 
spicing it up and I was the first to announce that I 
knew all about that.

The goaded me on, a few more drinks and I started by 
telling them that we had played the, I play up and 
flirt with a horny guy then me and Rickie went home to 
fuck, but they wanted details. Eventually the 
conversation got round to that eventful weekend. They 
plied me with more drink and soon the seven men where 
in the story.

I told them how I had played up a little too much; they 
had caught me, separated me from my protective husband 
and had taken me. Then about the house and the threats, 
then the fucking, oh how they wanted to know about the 
fucking I got.

They loved the way I told them how I had been forced to 
suck so many cocks, how my mouth had been used and 
abused, how I’d been unable to stop them pumping their 
cum down my throat. The way they had used my cunt and 
my arse as a sperm bank, filling me over and over 
again. How I had been tied to a table and fed with a 
cock as a spoon and yes, even the dog.

That really blew their minds, I giggled as I told them 
how good a dogs tongue can be, better than any man, 
rougher, longer and faster. 

I was so drunk, they just let me blurt out that, the 
faster the dog licked me the wetter I got, the wetter I 
got the more the tongue got up in side of me. I just 
rambled on with, the more it got up me the more I came, 
the more I came the more the bloody thing licked me. 
Finally they had to calm me down; I was almost 
shouting. I was remembering it as I said, "It was the 
best orgasm I had ever had," and I didn’t stop until I 
told them all about being videotaped for my pathetic 
husbands viewing amusement. 

That was it; they begged me to show them the tape. I 
burbled something about, "It stays locked in my 
dressing table side drawer," before the drinks finally 
won out and I fell forward on to the table.

The girls took me home. I drank copious amounts of 
coffee before taking to my bed, avoiding shithead, when 
he got back from the golf club.

We rowed again in the morning before he went to work. 
Trish fortunately rang to make sure I was all right and 
sniggered as she recounted my tales from the evening 
before. She again begged to see the tape, using the 
old, "I bet it never really happened," just to trying 
to trick me.

Before she rang off she surprised me by saying she had 
bought Eric a drink after I’d knocked it over. Eric and 
Norman where usually at the golf club, two of my 
husbands golfing mates but last night they fancied a 
change and they knew the birthday boy. She said no more 
about it and talked about the big do on the Saturday. 
The big do I was going to miss.

-=*=-

Friday night came; my husband and I didn’t speak as he 
loaded his fucking golf clubs in the car and pissed 
off. I suppose it was me that was totally pissed off. 
So, my temper up again, I headed for the drinks cabinet 
and guess what, no bourbon left.

Coat on, out and down to the liqueur store I went. I 
returned carrying my bottle. Two hours later it was 
empty and I’d been a naughty girl and had a good time 
between my legs. My fingers were soaking wet after 
watching my tape for an hour.

I wanted another drink and my bottle was empty so I 
found my coat, this time I tottered down the road on 
unsteady legs. Half way to the store Eric and Norman 
stopped the car beside me, Ralph and Bruce were with 
them, "Where you going Tanya?"

They startled me, "Eeerrr the liqueur store, ran out of 
supplies."

They opened the back door, "Hop in, we're going to a 
bar, missed the cut with the tournament so drowning our 
sorrows. We'll give you a lift, can’t have a beautiful 
woman out walking the streets."

It's silly I know, but complements do cloud the senses 
and I even remember saying thank you. As I got in Bruce 
jumped out and moved so I was sitting between them. 
It's funny, you're sitting there trying to look 
anywhere but at the company you're with when you notice 
you're not wearing the right things for the occasion.

My little jacket did nothing to hide the fact that I 
only had on a little summer skirt and that did nothing 
to cover the expanse of my naked legs. It wasn’t even 
big enough to close, so my little house blouse 
accentuated my large breasts; thank god I had put on 
panties and a bra.

I was expecting to arrive at the Plant Pot, but we 
ended up at some seedy little bar, not many people and 
those who were there were a little unsavory to say the 
least. They virtually marched me into the bar, 
shouting, "Drinks all round!" I took something as Eric 
whispered, "A couple here then we'll get your bottle 
and drop you home."

That couple of hours ended up being closer to four and 
I’d had more than enough before we even entered the 
bar. Stupidly I pleaded with them to take me home. I 
got no arguments; they grabbed four bottles and aimed 
me back out to the car.

I lolled in the back of the car. As I dozed, I think 
one of them must have accidentally touched my leg but 
he stopped when I moved. They were talking but I was 
too fuzzy to take much notice. I think they were 
talking golf, I could vaguely hear someone say he was 
going have a "hole-in-one" and another that he was 
going to "par-all-three". Then I woke with a start as 
hands lifted me out of the car and carried me to my 
front door. They had taken the key from my purse and 
let themselves and me in. I was unceremoniously dumped 
on to my own couch.

Eric said, "Who’s for more drink?" 

There was a cheer as my cabinet was raided and glass’s 
were filled. He approached me with the bottle, smiling 
at me. I could see my jacket was open and my skirt had 
ridden up showing more thigh than I should.

I tried to move.

From the back of the couch hands held my shoulders 
back. Eric knelt, his knees either side of me 
menacingly pointing the neck of the bottle at me. 
"C'mon Tanya, take it in your mouth. The other day I 
heard you say you could take it all the way into your 
throat, seven times over." 

I fought. "No, no, stop this get out!"

As I spoke Bruce shouted, "Fucking hell, its in the 
machine, look!" There was a temporally silence as that 
video clicked on. There was a low moan as it started 
were I had switched it off just after I had cum all 
over my fingers the last time.

I just had time to see it was the bit were I was on all 
fours and someone was fucking my cunt or ass from 
behind while another guy was filling my mouth and 
throat with a long hard cock. Something inside told me 
to move.

That something was too late, Ralph grabbed one wrist, 
Bruce the other and they pulled them back against the 
couch. Norman held my head as Eric shoved the bottle 
into my mouth; it slid over my tongue and into my 
throat.

Keeping his fingers around the neck and over my lips I 
couldn’t stop the neat liqueur as it flowed into me. I 
struggled but they held me tight. Eric grinned at me, 
"That’s it old girl, drink it all, we intend to have 
you good and drunk."

Then I heard Ralph say, "Ya I like them drunk. They're 
easy to play with when their drunk."

Now Bruce joined in, "Ya easy to fuck. They bend over 
easy and they don’t stop you doing whatever you like to 
them."

I tried to move my head but Norman held me tight, 
"You're not going anywhere sweet-pie, I’ve wanted to 
get my hands in your panties for a long while. Why 
should an ass-hole like your husband have such a good 
looking piece of cunt? Tonight I’m gonna find out just 
how much fun he has when he’s fucking you."

Eric laughed, "You can see how much fun she is, just 
look at the T V." He pulled the empty bottle from my 
mouth, through blurred eyes I could see me, I was on 
that sofa, sitting on one cock while another banged up 
my arse from behind, I thought, oh god not again.

Throwing the empty bottle aside he sank lower pinning 
me to the couch, he ran his fingers over my lips, I 
mumbled, "No stop this! you know this is wrong, get off 
me!" But he just kept running his fingers around my 
lips, grinning at me the whole time.

With my head held tight and my arms pinned back Eric 
enjoyed the freedom to do what he liked to me. He ran 
his finger from my mouth down my chin and then, first 
over one breast and then the other as he stared in to 
my face. "We haven’t seen all the video," he paused, 
"Yet... I bet you told those men the same story, we can 
hear you now." He squeaked in a high pitched voice, "Oh 
please no, don't!  I’m a married woman, don’t touch me, 
you can’t fuck me and I’ll never suck your cocks." The 
other three men giggled like school boys.

Eric's other hand snaked forward and he used both to 
feel over my blouse for my nipples. "What was it 
Shakespeare said? Me thinks the lady doth protest her 
innocence to much." He moved closer looking me straight 
in the face, "How long did it take you? All of ten 
minutes before you were on your knees fucking and 
sucking and taking cock up the cunt and sucking cock 
into this little cunt mouth of yours."

I mumbled a silly, "No! No you can’t," as he said, "Our 
ten minutes starts now."

He got up. I started to struggle but they held me 
tight, all I heard was, "Right lads; let's see if she 
looks as good naked in real life as she does on the 
video."

Ralph and Bruce pulled me forward and up, but still 
held me as Eric started undoing the buttons to my 
blouse. I felt Norman behind me, unzipping my skirt. My 
drunken pleading was making them laugh. 

I told them to go and I wouldn’t tell my husband Rickie 
what they had done. My blouse was opened and Eric 
started massaging my bra, he grinned, "No you won’t. 
We'll make sure you don’t want to tell him anything."

I was outraged, "How dare you! Of course I’ll tell him 
and your wives too. And if you don’t leave right now 
it'll be the police." 

They roared with laughter as my skirt was tugged down, 
Norman said, "Hey Tanya, you got a video camera? We 
could do Rickie a sequel."

Eric stuffed his hand in my bra and lifted both my 
breasts out, "What shall we call it, a hole in one."

As I felt fingers grip my panties waist band I was 
begging them not to touch me but my begging got as much 
attention as the last time in that house and the look 
of lust in these eyes as they roamed over my exposed 
body was the same.

To Eric’s words of, "That looks tasty," my panties were 
pulled down to my ankles, then he nodded to the others 
to drag my back to the couch, "Get her back on the 
couch I want a closer inspection of that little gash."


I was slammed back on to the couch, as I thumped down 
so he dived between my legs forcing himself between my 
thighs, his body holding them open. He grinned at me as 
his fingers reached for my pussy then I felt his thumbs 
on my lips, the grin widened as he peeled them apart 
opening me to what ever he intended to do.

The others watched him as he began to abuse me. His 
fingers were now pinching my pussy lips as he pulled me 
further open. I squealed. I told him that he was 
hurting me. He looked up at me and then the others, 
"Can’t you three do something to keep her quiet while I 
get her cunt ready for some cock?" 

Norman pulled my head to the side and sneered in my 
face, "Come on sweetie-pie let's have a kiss." I told 
him no. I shouted at them all to get their filthy hands 
off of me. But Norman just pulled my hair back until I 
reluctantly parted my lips. His stinking mouth covered 
mine as his foul tasting tongue invaded my mouth.

I jumped as fingers and tongues started at me. Mouths 
covered both my nipples before fingers pushed into my 
pussy and a tongue licked at me too. I knew I was 
unable to stop them, they had me and the words from 
Eric of, "God she tastes nice, you must all have a lick 
of this before we spoil it by fucking it," where 
nothing to how he finished his sentence. "Boys believe 
me when I say we got us a gorgeous cunt to use for the 
next couple of days."

I pulled my mouth round, for a moment I managed to get 
Norman off me, "No, no you can’t, I won’t let you!" 
Then my mouth was covered again. 

I felt Eric start to push a finger up me, "Oh but who’s 
going to stop us. Your husband is playing a few holes 
this weekend and so are we. Yours."

I tried to move, to dislodge him but he just carried 
on, pushing further up, tormenting me all the time. 
"That’s it wiggle it about. There may not be seven of 
us but I’m sure we will keep you busy, you little 
slut."

Norman stopped slavering over my mouth, "Lets stop the 
chat and have some of her, where shall we start?"

Bruce nipped my nipple and made me squeal, "The floor 
looks good enough for starters, up she comes."

He grabbed my arm; Ralph did the same as Eric stood, 
putting his arm under my knees he dragged my legs with 
him. Yes of course I struggled but there were four of 
them and they just carried me to the middle of the 
room. Norman moved the small nest of tables as they 
lowered me to the floor.

With a sharp tug my arms went straight up above my 
head, they slid my blouse and bra up, I squealed as 
they had not undone my bra and it hurt. Bruce crudely 
said, "Have a care, don’t want to rip her tits off." I 
was just about to yell at him when he put his hand over 
my mouth, "I haven’t finished eating them yet."

Norman kept my arms up as they all went back to eating 
me; Bruce and Ralph sucking at my breasts while Eric 
had my knees parted and was lying flat on the floor 
with his face buried in my pussy, Norman laughed and 
told him, "You gotta work faster than that. This cunt's 
used to dogs licking her out." That may have gotten 
sniggers from all of them but it didn’t stop what they 
were doing to me.

Norman kept his eyes fixed on me and I kept pleading 
with him, asking him to stop them but he wouldn’t. All 
he did was answer me back with his filthy mouth, "Oh 
come on sweetie-pie, you're lovin this. Just look at 
the video, fucking and sucking men is your hobby. Just 
because you play the "little miss innocent" in front of 
your husband don’t mean that under them pretty little 
short skirts you got on you ain’t got a wet cunt just 
waiting for the boys to fuck."

He nudged Ralph, "Hold her arms while I start the video 
from scratch. Can’t wait any longer, I just gotta see 
her and the doggie bit."

Ralph and Bruce held my arms, I still struggled, I knew 
I had too as my knees where held tight under Eric’s 
elbows, my body pinned to the floor, I was helpless as 
Eric’s tongue found more and more places to make me 
jump.

I half screamed, half cried, "Get off me your fucking 
perverts!" But all I got was Norman's leering face as 
he returned to holding me, "Call us fucking perverts, 
it's not us who let's dogs get us off. Or fucks and 
sucks any man who gets into our pants. And from where I 
stand, looking at the way you keep biting your lip and 
twitching your hips it ain’t gonna be long before you 
gonna want a few more takers." 

Suddenly Eric’s voice startled me, "You can say that 
again, sure are gonna take this honey pot, she juicing 
up nicely, real wet and real slippery. Anyone think 
they can get this hole wetter better speak now."

Bruce was off me and waiting for Eric to replace him in 
seconds. As they changed place’s I tried my hardest to 
squirm free but Bruce just grabbed each ankle and 
pushed them apart, soon that feeling was causing up my 
body, his tongue worked faster and it felt longer, I 
was unable to stop him actively turning me in to 
something I didn’t want to be.

Since the episode at the house, me and Rickie had 
hardly touched each other let alone fucked, maybe it 
was guilt on both our parts, but what I was feeling now 
just screamed memories of that weekend.

I moaned as Bruce worked on me, Eric and Ralph pulled 
my arms down and out, laying on them, adjusting me so 
my hands were trapped under their crotches making sure 
I could feel the huge cocks bulging in their trousers.

Now Norman was free, he started to describe what was on 
the video, each part in detail. As he did he released 
his cock, with his trousers round his ankles he knelt, 
put his knees either side of my head then started to 
slap it at my face. 

I tried to move but he clinched my jaw pushing his 
thumb and finger ether side of my mouth. The action 
forced my lips to purse so he could run the head of his 
long fat cock all over them.

Much as I had tried to resist my pussy was getting 
wetter, I was becoming more than aroused, I knew that 
because as I felt Bruce’s fingers at the entrance and 
couldn’t help but feel excited, I wanted them to push 
further up. 

My nipples were now hard and tenderly sensitive, the 
two men knew it and worked so much harder. One moment 
caressing them too long hard cones that sent chills 
through me. The next moment sucking them in to their 
hot wet mouths while tickling over the end with their 
tongues, my shoulders moved in the same rhythm as my 
hips. I arched my back up my body wanted more.

Then the torment changed, Eric and Norman started to 
talk to me, low, gentle but filthy. Eric fingers toyed 
with my nipple as he watched me trying to avoid Normans 
stinking cock, "Come on Tanya suck it for him, just 
like you did the others. What’s one or even more cock 
cumming down your throat gonna do to you, and you now 
you love the taste."

I tried to shake my head but he just grinned, "When I 
used to see you at the golf club do’s I thought you 
were nothing more than a cunt on legs. Now we know 
you're just a fuck machine and with you husband away 
that’s what were gonna do for the next 36 hours. We're 
gonna fuck you stupid."

I tired to plead with him as well as not let his cock 
at my mouth, but all the time the tongue up my pussy 
was driving me wild. "Plessshh I can’t! yous, ooohhhh, 
ah mushent, let mleeee gooo!"

Again I felt Bruce’s fingers going up me, he said, 
"This cunt on legs is leaking cum and getting her juice 
all over me and the carpet, if she’s a fuck machine 
then she’s oiled up and ready to run."

Norman joined in, "Just look at you on the video baby, 
how long is that cock you got in your mouth? Looks like 
you're taking a foot-long dog there, you going to suck 
mine just like that one, all that way?"

Eric turned and looked at the tape, "She looks just how 
I've always wanted to see her, one hot ass in action, a 
cock at either end just like any other hot sexed up 
slut." Then he looked back at me, "And it won’t be long 
now before we get the real thing."

I knew he was right, my body was squirming under the 
relentless fingers and mouths that were working me up 
to a frenzy of heightened sexuality, in plain English I 
was becoming uncontrollable and they knew that with 
this and all the drink I had consumed, I wouldn’t be 
able to stop them.

The grip on my mouth eased; as it did I opened it, 
partly to ease the pain, partly because I was fighting 
for breath. Norman didn’t care which as the head of his 
cock rested on my tongue. I could taste the sticky 
residue that smeared all over the fat bulbous end and 
to my disgust, with all they were doing to me I 
couldn’t help myself, I started licking at it.

Norman grinned in conquest, "There you go, your hot 
lips getting the taste already, you better, because 
your mouth is going to taste a lot more before we are 
done fucking it." 

I felt Bruce move, "Well if your fucking her mouth then 
I’m going to have her cunt, get your knees up bitch and 
take a length of this."

I felt him fumble as he removed his trousers then his 
hips pressed down on mine and I felt that first jolt of 
excitement as the tip of his cock pushed inside the 
lips of my pussy. My mouth opened wider as he pushed in 
to me, Normans cock slid to the back of my throat, as I 
arched my head back allowing more of the hard cock to 
fit in my mouth I felt Ralph and Eric roll off my arms. 

I was too far-gone to resist what they were going to do 
to me. My knees were now up and gripping Bruce’s side 
as he pushed deeper up me. The sawing motion of the 
cock in my mouth took my senses away and soon Eric and 
Ralph rolled back this time their trousers were off and 
the fingers on both my hands wrapped around their thick 
rigid cocks as their mouths completed my delirium by 
sucking on my nipples again.

Then they started on me, slowly, rhythmically, the one 
in my mouth just in, then back, slipping around my lips 
making me lick at it, making me try and capture it 
between my lips as Bruce pushed all the way in, deep 
and penetrating, then out just enough to give short 
sharp thrust at the entrance while rubbing over my clit 
then suddenly driving all the way up again. He was 
driving me wild.

Eric and Ralph still excited my nipples as they pushed 
their cocks up and down my trapped hands, my body 
writhed with pleasure, they were going to gangbang me 
for hours and in the back of my mind I knew it would be 
like last time, I would be unable to stop them using me 
anyway they wanted. 

Norman was having trouble fitting his cock in to my 
mouth, "Stop fucking her hand, get the bitch over, 
Bruce you give her one doggie while I make full use of 
her mouth."

As he pulled out of my mouth he virtually pushed Eric 
and Ralph off me, dragging me out from under Bruce. He 
swirled me round, "Grab your ankles, don’t let go and 
make sure you shove your cunt out."

I was dizzy from the drink but I had not option, he 
stopped me from falling by holding my head, jerking it 
up and slapping his cock at my mouth. Bruce didn’t 
waste any time reinserting his fat cock in me from 
behind as Eric and Ralph went for more beer.

Gone was the gentle caressing touches. Now both of them 
hammered their cocks in and out of me. I had all on, to 
keep a grip of my ankle. The words, "I’ll belt your ass 
if you let go," kept me in that subservient, available 
position.

I only just came myself when tasted cum. As the cock 
slid out of my mouth leaving a sticky string of cum 
dripping down my chin I was slowly building to another 
orgasm, when my cunt filled with more warm sticky cum. 
When they pulled out I sank to the floor, still 
panting, still wildly aroused.

Eric sauntered over to me, like a man looking at his 
pet dog. Then he bent down and grabbed my arm. Looking 
back at the others he said, "See you guys later, me and 
this lady got some unfinished business to take care of, 
so we're going upstairs for some hard bed bouncing." He 
looked at Ralph, "Don’t worry she’ll still be hot and 
juicy to take another good fucking when it's your turn. 
In fact we ain’t gonna let her cool down, now are we."

He squeezed my arse, "Oh no this is going to be 
roasting all this weekend, hope Rickie don’t want any 
when he comes home," as he propelled me towards the 
door he dragged my face round. "Because after we’ve all 
had fun with you we ain’t leaving your husband anything 
worth fucking for quite a while." 

He had his arm round me like some kind of courting 
couple as he half pushed, half dragged me up the 
stairs. He wasn’t listening as I told him that enough 
was enough. He just laughed and said, "Don’t be so 
fucking stupid, there’s four of us and there’s little 
old naked you and by the time you get to go back down 
stairs again you’ll have been fucked so much that you 
won’t have the energy to run anywhere."

As he pushed me through the door to our bedroom and saw 
the big double bed he grabbed my ass and wiggled his 
fingers between my crack. "No my little fucking machine 
your going to need all your energy to keep us four 
happy all weekend and that means starting now, so get 
on the fucking bed and lets use you for what your good 
for."

Thinking fast I turned and sat on the bed. I looked up 
at him as he took his clothes off, I had that whopped 
dog look on my face, I took a deep breath and kind of 
whimpered at him, "Look Eric, please if you do me, can 
that be it? I mean can you get them to go?"

He peeled his shirt off and grinned at me, his cock 
hard and fat pointed at me, "Well, well... I don’t 
know, but I suppose if I got to fuck you real good and 
I mean REAL good, that I might be able persuade them. 
But by fuck, you hot assed-cunt, I better have had 
nothing better."

I cleared my throat, "You promise. If I do you and give 
you everything you want, make me do anything, then 
you’ll get rid of them?"

He came closer, "Ya, sure, now lets stop fucking about 
and start fucking you." He gripped his cock in his 
hand, he had large hands but the angry head still 
pointed at me. "As you seemed to have cleared your 
throat now seems as good a time as any to fill it 
again. Open up, get it in your mouth and start making 
me like you."

I bent forward and gripped his fat cock, he tapped my 
fingers, "Mouth cock, fingers balls and I don’t mind a 
tickle up the asshole while my hairs do the same to 
your nose." 

I slid my hand under his sack in between his legs and 
started to play with him, my mouth open to its limit 
while I made sure I was taking it all, breathing 
through my nose and concentrating, suddenly my hair 
felt a sharp tug, "Oh and I like eye contact, there’s 
something about a woman staring at you with your cock 
rammed to the hilt in the back of her mouth."

I had just about got an acceptable rhythm going, I was 
gliding my head up and down, just about breathing when 
he grinned, "Open you legs real wide, use one hand on 
my balls and finger fuck yourself with the other and 
remember, anything I want, you do."

I worked hard on him my tongue tickling it as it slid 
to my lips then sliding under as it slid down my 
throat. All the time I worked on his balls and asre 
hole as my own fingers became wet. They were in quite a 
bit when I felt him starting to build, as I swallowed 
so he shoved, his cock was defiantly getting ready to 
unload its self in to my throat.

His hand gripped my head and he shoved hard, holding me 
as it spewed hot sticky juice in to my body. I chocked, 
gagged and swallowed all at the same time, only to be 
shaken when Ralph’s voice echoed around the room. "Bout 
fucking time, now let me have some fun with her."

Choking and stumbling I got up, almost gasping the 
words, "You promised no more, "Eric grabbed me round 
the waist and lifted me off the floor, my legs kicking 
wildly as I watched Ralph throw the last of his clothes 
on the bedroom chair. 

Ralph laughed at my pathetic struggle. He moved to the 
bed, grabbed the pillows and threw them in the center 
of the mattress. "Get the hot cunt over those, lets 
have her ass in the air, there’s a couple of things I 
want to do to it."

Eric swung me over and threw me; face down, on my own 
bed. One of them slapped his hand on my back holding me 
down then a stinging slap stung my bottom, then 
another, and another, I squealed and tried to wiggle 
out of the way but it was useless.

Another six slaps stopped me moving then my legs were 
pulled apart, I closed them just as quickly as I could 
only to have two more slaps before I slowly opened them 
again.

As I lay there trying not to sob, I felt fingers on my 
pussy, pushing in and I was unable to stop them as I 
was still wet from finger fucking myself and they knew 
it. Ralph started at me, pushing in, playing around my 
wet puffy aroused lips as Eric started to play with my 
arse. Slowly I stopped sniffing and started moaning 
until Eric said, "Which hole you gonna fuck?" 

Ralph sniggered, "Both."

There was movement behind me, my legs were nudged 
further apart, the bed sank either side of me and the 
tip of a very hard piece of male meat started to push 
easily in to me. I arched up again, my bottom raising 
to greet the long hard intruder. I groaned as it hit 
home, my cunt was full again and I knew he would take 
full delight in fucking me and it was going to be hard. 
Worst of all my body would betray me.

Eric wiped some of the drool that ran down my chin. 
"You got to know bitch, no matter what we say you’re 
here and ours until we’ve had enough, and looking at 
your pert tasty body that ain’t gonna be until your 
husband turns the top end of the street and even that 
will be after we’ve made arrangements to have some more 
fun on our next visit."

Eric bent lower and whispered, "And if you don’t play 
ball, I know of at least a dozen more men at the club 
that want to get their hands in your pants and have 
what we are having." 

His words swam in my mind as the cock fucked in and out 
of me relentlessly. I couldn’t help it I orgasmed once 
then again, Ralph really was fucking both my holes, 
just knowing that moment to change holes. Just as I 
burst my juice all over my bed, I was so hot but he 
carried on another five minutes before he let his load 
go up my arse.

He didn’t make me lick it clean but he did go and wash 
it then made me suck it, in fact I couldn’t understand 
why I was made to sit on the bed and suck both of them. 
I was fully expecting the other two to come up and gang 
bang me. They both kept fucking my mouth while I played 
with their balls that was until Bruce came in and said, 
"Just like you said, let the fun begin."

They lifted me from the bed and walked me downstairs, 
my heart jumped as I walked through the door, Norman 
was sat grinning at me, sat between his leg was the 
biggest, dirtiest black street mongrel I’d ever seen, I 
turned only to be held by Eric. "Oh come on, it's "be 
kind to a stray day" and I know how you would hate to 
miss out on something that’s better than any man, and 
his tongue looks longer than anything I’ve ever seen."

Eric was having all on to hold me. I kicked and 
squealed to get the bloody thing out of the house but 
it was no use Ralph soon helped him over power me.
Bruce grinned at my struggles as he said to Eric, "You 
were right, not 20 minutes and we had seen three, this 
one seemed the best and he sure was hungry for that 
meat."

Eric laughed. It deafened my ear. "Hell, I bet he’ll be 
hungry for a different kind of meaty goodness soon." 
With Eric holding me and Ralph helping him, it was easy 
for Bruce to pull my left leg up, opening my legs; he 
tickled my pussy while taunting the dog into action.

It started to struggle between Norman's legs, if it 
hadn’t been for the tea towel that Norman had wrapped 
round its neck he would have never been able control 
the big beast.

I squealed and struggled but they just laughed at my 
futile efforts. They ignored everything I said and 
their filthy remarks filled the room. Bruce still held 
my cunt lips apart and urged the dog on, "Here boy, 
fetch! Come on, come and get it. Good boy, here’s a 
nice reward for being man's best friend. Come on doggie 
chase that pussy."

I was hysterical as they lifted me towards the middle 
of the room. I struggled, I called them every filthy 
obscenity my mind could muster but they just carried on 
laughing, humiliating me as Eric reminded me of the 
things I had said at the bar.

Now on the floor, pinned down by Ralph and Bruce I 
could only watch helplessly as Eric disappeared in to 
the kitchen. The dog struggling and pulling as it got 
nervous of all the movement around it. 

Eric came back in, he lifted his arm and I could see he 
had a sticky toffee yogurt clutched in his hand and in 
a silly voice he announced to all, "Look I got a dogs 
dinner, I must see if its his flavor."

There was only the sound of my pathetic moan of, "Oh 
god no," as Eric pulled the strip foil from the tub and 
dipped his finger in. I watched as he approached the 
excited dog, then my groan became louder as I watched 
the long fat tongue almost devour his finger, licking 
furiously at the yogurt, much to Eric’s delight as he 
looked at me, "Seems he likes that, now lads, what do 
you suggest we do to enhance the flavor?"

With Bruce holding my arms above my head, it was easy 
for Ralph and Eric to grab a leg each and drag them 
open, Eric grinned at them, then me, as he drove his 
fingers in to the tub, pulling out he smeared the 
sticky contents all over my pussy and inside my thighs.

The next finger full went between my pussy and my arse 
hole, tickling me until he pushed them up between the 
cheeks of my arse, his eyes continually stared at me, 
as I shook my head he said, "Yes maybe your right, I’ll 
save the rest of the tub for another time or maybe, 
some another interesting places." 

He slowly pointed his finger towards the dog, Norman 
let go of the tea towel, I squealed, "No, no!" as it 
immediately licked at the finger and with another 
whimper escaping my lips that broke the uncanny silence 
in the room, I watched as he drew his finger down 
between my legs.

Although the dog was licking at his fingers I could 
feel the animal's hot breath on my inner thighs, then I 
jumped as Eric drew his finger up my slit, the dogs 
tongue touched the sticky sweet mixture and immediately 
its tongue attack my pussy.

I tried to keep my legs straight but they made sure 
that didn’t work; Norman quickly moved to one side and 
clicked his fingers at Ralph then pointed to my knees, 
simultaneously they grabbed my knees, pulled them up 
and back, spreading them wide as they did, with Bruce 
holding my arms I was exposed and defenseless.

I soon found out that this street animal was far more 
virile than the tame dog of last time. Its huge 
muscular tongue drove in to me, slavering over my 
exposed pussy, its own juices dribbling between my legs 
as it started to arouse me with its course, rough 
tongue. 

As the wet ran between my legs so its tongue followed, 
licking down, working between my pussy and arse, I 
jumped and bucked in their grip, my squeals of stop 
became uncontrollable moans, until its tongue tickled 
up between the cheeks of my arse, touching my arse ring 
then, to the sniggers of the men, I orgasmed.

As my juices mixed with the toffee, the dog licked in 
way too indescribable to explain. My head rolled in 
delirium as I built yet to another climax. I realized 
that the dog’s back was arching as its head twisted and 
turned, satisfying its taste for me. Unable to do 
anything but lay there and let my body experience the 
sex it was being forced to receive as I heard Eric say, 
"Fucking dog must be the stud of the block, look at 
that monster sticking out between its legs." 

Bruce looked down at me, "You ready to suck some more 
cock or shall we leave you to him?" I couldn’t take 
anymore I took the chance to stop my torment; I told 
him I’d suck his cock, if he’d stop the dog.

He grinned as he said; "If you suck, I will stop the 
dog licking you, now let's have you on all fours."

Still holding my leg open they pulled it over the dog’s 
body, I was turned but the dog never stopped, it was 
still licking at my pussy as I crawled to my knees.

Bruce knelt before me, his cock waving in front of my 
face. I looked at him my body shaking as the dog could 
now lick up from my clit to my arse, again increasing 
the desire to humiliate myself by cumming in front of 
these perverts.

I spluttered, "You said you’d stop it licking."

He looked at me, "When you’ve got my boner stuck in 
your mouth and your sucking like you mean it, then 
we'll stop it licking, you do your part and we'll do 
ours."

I quickly knelt solidly on all fours, used my tongue to 
suck his cock in and started tickling the end while 
nodding up and down the hard shaft. There was movement 
either side as I felt the dog pulled away. Bruce 
suddenly gripped my hair really tight in his fist and 
held my head firm, his cock almost fully embedded in to 
my throat. Forcefully he began to nod my head up and 
down, masturbating his cock with my throat, I could 
only just breath. 

This and the extra movement around my confused me, then 
I felt the weight of the animal on my back. Norman and 
Ralph were holding it, their hands gripped its paws to 
stop it moving or scratching me, but Eric was pushing 
it from behind making sure its thick cock started to 
touch me.

It started to jab at me, I tried to move but couldn’t. 
All I could do was look up at Bruce and watch his sick 
sadistic smile grow across his face as the jabbing got 
closer to my pussy. There was a shout of, "Home 
strike!" as I felt the dog's cock shove into my open 
wet pussy, then again and again as it started to enter 
me deeper.

It was fat and long, it was filling me I was trying to 
speak but Bruce kept me firm. Smiling at me he said, 
"It ain’t licking you now, is it." 

I tried to fend it off with my hand but some one just 
slapped it out the way. It was fully in me driving 
hard, my pussy was on fire. The filthy animals body 
drove it further, harder and so fast then, oh god what 
was I feeling?! Something else... it seemed to swell at 
the base and this huge thrusting cock locked itself in 
me.

I couldn’t control myself, I felt as though I was being 
fucked to death unable to move, I couldn’t escape from 
it, when, with out warning fingers attacked my hanging 
nipples, that was it, I lost it. That whole feeling 
drove me over the edge and I came, spurting juice 
everywhere, my thighs, my legs were wet as it squirted 
out from around the invading meat. 

Bruce pulled slightly out and I immediately sucked on 
it like a kid with its favorite lollypop. The men 
relaxed their grip and just left the dog to continue 
its assault, just using me like a bitch on heat, until 
both it and Bruce unloaded more juice in to my well-
fucked body.

I collapsed on the floor. I had to keep my arse stuck 
up in the air, unable to escape until this dogs knot 
shrank and pulled out. Before the men had chance to 
pull it away, its nose was back between my legs. They 
left me to squirm under the assault of its tongue. I 
groaned, thank god it was then they did pull it off me; 
the next thing I knew was I was being dragged in to my 
bathroom.

Ralph crudely said, "There I told you she had one of 
them fancy French cunt washers, lets clean her out and 
then shower the bitch, I’m ready for a sleep."
Bruce chipped in, "Ya we got a long hard day of fucking 
cumming up."

As they dragged me in to the shower, theirs hands 
already starting to abuse me, I realized that I was no 
longer, a house wife, married woman or even a person, I 
was their toy, a rag doll for them to abuse and play 
with, nothing less than the sex slave of four perverted 
men.

I was sat on my own bedroom stool, totally naked, as 
were the four men. Bruce was drying my hair, he asked 
if I had a dryer. I pointed to the drawer, he got it 
out, plugged it in and started it.

Ralph was already asleep in the chair and Eric was 
lying on my bed, but Norman was watching me, his cock 
in his hand and it was hard. He swaggered over to me, 
grabbed my jaw, "While he’s blowing your hair you can 
blow me."

Resigned to my fate and in no way strong enough to 
defend myself I opened my mouth and took his cock in. 
As I sucked he looked at me then in to the dressing 
table mirror. I did the same, he grinned at me as we 
both watched him fucking my mouth until I gagged as he 
came and I was left to watch the driblets of his juice 
dribble down my chin.

They threw me on to the bed; Eric and Norman put the 
heavy dressing table in front of the door and got on 
the bed either side of me. Bruce took the other chair 
and before my dulled brain could recall what had 
happened and most of all what was going to happen I 
drifted in to sleep.

-=*=-

Well dear ready as you can imagine the next day started 
as the last finished. In the mist of sleep I knew my 
body was already being abused. I could feel fingers 
stroking over my pussy while my nipples were slowly 
getting hard under another person's mouth. My eyes 
blinked open and the first person I saw was Bruce 
standing at the end of my bed. 

Eric was on my left stroking his fingers over my pussy 
lips. Norman was on my right his mouth toying with my 
nipple, Eric grinned, "You don’t look half bad in the 
mornings, must be nice not to need make-up, but for the 
moment we need breakfast, let's have your pretty ass 
downstairs and by the way it stays naked."

Just like I would for my husband, I cooked breakfast, 
naked and continually being fondled but I still cooked 
breakfast. We all sat at the table, they laughed and 
made obscene jokes about me and what they had down to 
me, I just ate a little toast. It wasn’t until we 
finished that they informed me, they had to take some 
food out to the car, my four-legged friend needed food. 
They still had that dog.

I pleaded with them to get rid of it that I didn’t want 
to do anything with it, even that I would take care of 
their needs if they'd just turn it loose. We all knew I 
was their sex slave anyway, but Eric still brought it 
into the house.

After breakfast the other three surrounded me, their 
fingers touching me, I jumped as my cunt and arse were 
goosed. I jumped as hands mauled my tits. I pleaded as 
they started at me, telling me that I enjoyed it 
yesterday when should I stop them today. As my hair was 
pulled I was reminded I was theirs, I was going to get 
fucked all day. Not just the one evening but a whole 
other day and they would do what they liked with me.

I was ordered to kneel on the floor. I knelt there, 
Eric stood holding the dog. It was still as excitable 
as yesterday. Ralph told me to spread my knees apart, 
then to grip my ankles. I knelt down and bowed my back, 
pussy on full view for all to see. I was threatened 
with a good belting if I moved as Norman got the sticky 
toffee.

Norman knelt beside me, "You better keep still while we 
play this little game or you’ll be playing it later 
with a sore asshole too," he dabbed some toffee on each 
nipple then in stuffed a finger full up my pussy, he 
nodded to Eric.

Eric brought the dog over; its nose touched my breasts 
then its tongue started on me again. The rough tongue 
licked at my nipple, first one then the other, forcing 
them hard, I groaned as more was dripped on, my nipples 
now sensitive and hard, I was breathing heavy 
anticipating what its tongue would do in my pussy.

Suddenly my hair was held and the sticky yogurt was 
smeared over my mouth and lips, I tried to close it but 
they held my nose and, with the continues licking of my 
nipples, I couldn’t help it, I opened my mouth, I 
needed to breath.
The dog's head was brought up, its tongue attacked my 
mouth. I tried again to keep it closed but with my nose 
held and not daring to move my hands I could do nothing 
to defend myself and the dogs tongue got inside my 
mouth. 

They shouted and giggled as I was forced to French-kiss 
this animal, it seemed to go on forever I had to except 
this animals tongue inside my mouth while they put more 
stuff on my nipples and pussy. Finally they pulled the 
dog back down to my nipples. Being forced to let the 
dog have my mouth had somehow excited me and I could 
feel I was wet between my bent legs.

The toffee was licked off my nipples but it wouldn’t 
stop it moved down, Eric had made a trail and I felt 
the huge tongue as it moved down over my stomach. Lots 
had been put round my naval and the thought of what it 
was going to do next had me becoming wetter and wetter.

Oh god when it finally drove up in to my exposed pussy 
I squealed. They watched as I humped up towards the 
long tongues, immediately coming and then racing 
towards another orgasm. Suddenly Eric grabbed the dog 
and pushed it out side. Then turned grabbed me and 
said, "Come on lads she hot to fuck, she wants it so 
let's have her on the bed."

With fingers stuck up my pussy from behind I was 
bundled upstairs, as we entered the bedroom Ralph 
shouted, "O K its fours up and I’m up her ass first."

Soon I was on my bed, bouncing up and down Norman’s 
cock with Ralph fucking my arse. I was so hot I didn’t 
care how hard they were fucking me as I used my mouth 
back and forth on Eric and Bruce. No sooner had the two 
fucking my holes finished then they changed places and 
the gang fucking of me started all over again.

After that marathon fucking three of them went back 
downstairs leaving Eric to play with me for a while 
before he fucked me again. This went on for a few 
hours, them changing places, and me they had their fun 
getting me in any position they wanted, so any or all 
of my holes could be fucked as and when they were 
ready.

As more and more of the day went on their attention 
turned to my tits, fucking off between them and using 
my mouth, it was just like last time, this fascination 
for making me choke as they fucked and filled my throat 
time and time again and when they went soft my mouth 
was used again.

It was just as Ralph had fucked my mouth and I had 
spilt some that he was making me lick it off my tits, 
he was giggling making sure. I only used my tongue when 
Eric shouted up, "Come down here, you got to see this."

He pushed me back in to the lounge, "What’s up?"

Bruce and Eric where laughing, "Get over here cunt, 
lets have you bent over the sofa and fucked again."

I was now used to doing as they commanded so I moved 
without question and bent over the sofa. Bruce came up 
behind me and I felt him start to slide into me, then 
Eric turned my head before he stuck his cock between my 
lips. Ralph said, "Come on, what’s the rush, you could 
have fucked her upstairs?"

Norman pressed the remote on the television, the sports 
channel flicked on, it was that golf tournament. Eric 
laughed as he filled my mouth with his meat.
Bruce was hard up me, fucking my pussy as hard and fast 
as he could, knowing it would turn me in to their sex 
toy again, 

I could see it out of the corner of my eye, they were 
interviewing the competitors and these sick perverts 
knew this was the time that Rickie’s name was due. 
Norman sat on the sofa his right hand playing with my 
swinging tits. Bruce was making me so wet and Eric just 
stood there, he knew how horny I was and that I would 
do the sucking.

Suddenly there on screen was Rickie, there was a cheer 
from the four as Bruce said, "How you doing mate, we're 
doing just fine." Then the commentator asked, "Did you 
enjoy the back nine this morning?" Eric shoved his cock 
hard in to my mouth and screamed, "I enjoyed your 
wife’s backend this morning."

Rickie said he was confident of a good few shots later. 
Again Eric said, "Not half as much as we're confident 
of some good shots for the rest of the day."

I listened as they asked my husband, "Is your lovely 
wife following the game?"

Rickie said, "No I think I’m in the dog house, she’s at 
home amusing herself, she wouldn’t come."

The four men went in to hysterical laughter as words 
like, "Come, come, your fucking wife has done nothing 
but cum." 

And I was, again.

"You may be in the dog house old boy but a dog's been 
in your house and fucked your wife."

"She’s amusing herself right now, she can’t get enough 
of her cunt on my driver."

He finished by asking Rickie if he intended to go in 
any more tournaments and Rickie said he hoped so, he 
enjoyed a few holes, it made him relax, you can imagine 
the words around my lounge from the four men still 
fucking me.

Well dear reader, they continued to use me for the rest 
of the day, fucking me well in to the night. I got the 
spanking they promised but not too hard and I had to do 
them a midnight show.

They had me sort out my little thongs and lacey bras 
along with my suspenders, stockings and high heeled 
shoes, then they made me dance around wearing my 
sexiest undies while using a vegetable on myself before 
they gave me the last hard four way farewell fucking 
and yes, as they left me to clean their mess up, I was 
promised they would be around again I would be fucked 
again and again many, many more times when ever I was 
home alone.

I bet you thought I was a right little hot assed 
cheating fuck toy and I bet you believe that once I saw 
them pull up beside me that I planned it all, well this 
time you were right.

Pagan

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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