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Limbo Dance
by Wife Watcher (wifwat@excite.com)

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Drunken wife is taken advantage of at a party.  Much to 
her husbands delight. (M+/F, wife, gb, alcohol, 
creampie)

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I wrote this story after seeing a photo of a Lady 
Limbo dancing without panties. See photo: 
http://img37.imagevenue.com/view.php?image=20421_0LIMBER_123_736lo.JPG

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It's funny how one evening can change your whole way of 
life. My wife's friend, Vera, had asked us to join her 
and her husband to her works dinner dance. I thought 
'How boring'. Her husband is a bit of a bore and we 
wouldn't know anyone else at the party but Joan was 
very keen on going, so of course we went. Halfway 
through the meal, Vera took ill. 

Probably something she had eaten didn't agree with her, 
so they went home. Now here we were, not knowing a soul 
there. Joan had been drinking a bit and was quite 
merry. After the meal there was dancing. We had danced 
a couple of numbers, then I went to the bar to get more 
drinks and as I returned, a guy was asking Joan to 
dance. 

'Go ahead!' I said. 'It will give me a rest.' So off 
they went. I sat watching them as best I could as the 
lighting had been dimmed and they kept getting 
swallowed up in the crowed. When Joan returned, she 
looked rather flushed. 

'Been over doing it?' I asked. 'No!' She replied 
looking very embarrassed. 'He kept putting his hands on 
my bottom.' Well now, perhaps the evening wasn't going 
to be too boring after all. I had often fantasised 
about watching Joan with another guy but knowing how 
prudish she is sometimes, I never really thought it 
would ever happen. 

'And did you like it?' I asked. 

'I-I don't know.' She said, as she blushed even more. 
Just then another guy came and asked her to dance. She 
didn't even wait for me to say anything, she was up and 
off. This time when she returned to our table, she was 
breathing hard.

'I need you!' She said between breaths. 'Take me home, 
I need you!' 

She was obviously 'turned on' but I didn't want this 
evening to end just when it was starting to look good. 

'Come on!' I said as I took her by the hand and dragged 
her after me. We went down the passage passed the 
toilets to the cloakroom. I bundled her inside and 
switched off the lights. When I got my hand up her 
short dress, I was surprised to find how soaking wet 
her panties were. I quickly pulled them off her and 
spread her legs and buried my face into her neatly 
trimmed pussy. It only took but a few flicks of my 
tongue on her clit to have her gasping in orgasm.

"Oh god! I needed that," she said though gasps for 
breathe. 

"Now tell me what happened on the dance floor?"

"I.. I feel so ashamed. I was letting strange men paw 
at my body. I'm sorry!," she said as she started to 
cry. 

"No, no!" I said, in as comforting a way as I could. I 
had my own problems; my cock was liable to burst at any 
second. 

"It's OK! It really is. I don't mind you having a bit 
of fun."

"Are you sure? It is all my fault; I've had too much to 
drink. Those men could probably see that and were 
taking advantage."

"I think they would have tried their hand whether you 
were drunk or not. You look so sexy in that short 
dress, I can't blame them for being attracted to you."

"Oh!," she said, going into her little girl voice. She 
always does this when she is in a sexy mood. "Do you 
really think I look sexy?"

"I always think you look sexy. You're the most gorgeous 
woman in the world." 

"Oh, you're just being silly now," she said, but I 
could see she was lapping it up. 

"Well those two guys who you danced with certainly 
thought so." 

"Well.. er, there is something you don't know. You 
probably couldn't see as we were on the crowded dance 
floor but I never finished dancing a full song with one 
man."

"What do you mean?" I asked, puzzled but intrigued. 

"Other men kept cutting in and each new one was bolder 
than the last. They were taking more liberties, 
touching my breasts and rubbing me in the front."

"In the front? Oh you mean they were playing with your 
pussy." 

"Oh yes! Do I sound awful saying it was exciting?"

"Not at all.  You are a very sexy woman; you will of 
course get turned on when you're stimulated. Perfectly 
natural," I said, trying to make it sound like the most 
ordinary thing in the world. God, my dick was really 
aching now. 

"Then the last one actually had his hand inside my 
panties and I was almost 'coming' when the music 
stopped. That's when I rushed back to you." 

She had to be drunk to be talking like this in so open 
a fashion. Sex is something she does enjoy in the 
bedroom in the dark but she would never talk about it. 
Another thing she would never do was suck my dick, so I 
thought that this would be a great time to try to get 
her to do it, in her drunken condition. 

I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her down to 
a kneeling position. She didn't hesitate when I put my 
cock to her lips; her mouth opened and swallowed me in 
fully. I was practically fucking her throat but not for 
very long as I was too turned on. I held her head as 
for the first time in our married life; I poured my 
spunk down her throat. God it was lovely. 

She got back up, smiled and kissed me. There wasn't a 
trace of cum on her lips as she had swallowed the lot.

"That was nice," she said. "Why haven't we done that 
before?" 

I couldn't believe this was the same woman, she must be 
really drunk.

"Can I go and dance some more? You know, with some more 
men?," she said with a big smile.

"Of course you can, my darling. The more men the 
better." My dick was rising again.

"Oh you are good to me," she almost purred. 

As we returned to the main room, someone was just 
finishing a speech. It was announced that they would 
now have some entertainment. A black guy and two girls 
came on and started doing a Limbo dancing act. I sat 
Joan back at our table and I went off to the bar to get 
more drinks. I was awhile waiting to be served as 
everyone else had the same idea, to get drinks whilst 
the floorshow was on. 

I heard the dancer asking for volunteers to have a go 
at doing the Limbo. I was astonished to see Joan get up 
and go onto the floor with several other people. As I 
was returning to our table with the drinks, I suddenly 
remembered that Joan had left her panties in the 
cloakroom and she was wearing a very short skirt. I 
rushed to the dance floor but I was too late, Joan was 
just going into her turn.

She was bending backwards as far as she could and 
shuffling under the bamboo pole. I saw a flash as one 
of the guys took a candid shot of my pantyless wife 
showing everything, to everybody. I don't know if it 
was the flash or just too much drink but just then Joan 
slipped and fell with a bump. Three guys rushed over to 
her and made a great show of checking she was OK.

"We'd better take her to the first aid room." 

One of the guys said. So between them, they lifted her 
up and carried her off. I followed them but by the time 
I had got out to the lift, the doors were just closing. 
I had to go back into the main room to ask directions 
to the first aid room. It was on the floor above and as 
I came back out into the corridor, I saw another group 
of men going into the lift. I went up the stairs and as 
I got there, I could see them disappearing into a room. 

The moans grew louder as I approached the first aid 
room, it had a glass panel in the door that was frosted 
on the bottom half but I could see clearly through the 
top half. The men were surrounding my wife and through 
the occasional gap, I could see that she had been 
stripped naked and one of the guys was getting between 
her legs. 

As the gap closed, I could see her high heel shoes go 
up in the air. The guy was obviously putting her legs 
over his shoulders as he was going to fuck her. I 
didn't realise that I had done it but I found myself 
with my dick in my hand and I was wanking furiously 
away in time to my wife's fucking. 

The guy groaned as he filled her full of his cum and 
another guy took his place. I could stand this no 
longer. I had to get a close up view of my lovely Joan 
being turned into a slut. I entered the room and as I 
was pushing my way in, one of the guys said. "Hey! Wait 
your turn!" 

Another guy said. "It's OK. He's the husband, let him 
have a look at his fuckslut." 

A cheer went up at that statement. "OK buddy!," the 
first guy said. "Come on in." 

And they all moved a bit so I could squash in. WOW! The 
full impact of it hit me as I saw my wife with one guy 
fucking her cunt, another guy fucking her mouth and two 
guys sucking on her tits. I still had my dick in my 
hand and it just went off on it's own. My spunk shot 
out all over Joan's stomach.

I lost count of how many times I came. They took turns 
fucking her cunt and mouth. I think some had a couple 
of goes at her. Eventually they had all had enough and 
we were left alone. By this time Joan was really out of 
it, she had fallen into a drunken slumber. 

I set about trying to clean her up. I had found a towel 
and a cloth and I washed and wiped all the cum of her 
tits, face and body but something strange happened. As 
I opened her legs to clean her pussy and I saw her red 
and swollen cunt lips and the spunk seeping out of her 
stretched and well used hole, I had the irresistible 
desire to bury my face into her cunt. To lick and suck 
it all up. 

My dick by this time was red raw and sore but never the 
less; I once again needed relieve. After I had licked 
clean all traces of cum from around her cunt, I then, 
very slowly, sank my dick into her delicious cunt that 
was filled with who knows how many men's spunk. The 
feeling was indescribable. The nearest description I 
can think of, is 'warm velvet'. I was hardly moving my 
dick in and out and I had already shot my load a number 
of times but just the thought and the feel of my wife 
having a 'used cunt', made me cum once again. 

The next day, Joan made no mention of her night of 
debauchery. Whether she was too embarrassed or just 
couldn't remember, I don't know. I desperately wanted 
to broach the subject as I wanted for us to do it 
again. I loved the thought of her being fucked by other 
men. I was lost in these thoughts as Joan came in with 
the morning paper. 

"Is there any mail?" I asked. 

"No, not proper mail. But there is an unstamped hand 
delivered letter addressed to me," she replied.

As she opened it, her face went ashen.  All of the 
colour drained away from her face. She just stood there 
staring at the contents.

"What is it?" I enquired as I rushed over to her. I 
took the letter from her hand and saw what had effected 
her so much. It was a photo of her doing the Limbo 
without panties. A note with it said 'We all enjoyed 
Gang Banging you, when can we do it again?' 

The photo and message had obviously brought it all back 
to her. About how slutty she had behaved. She started 
to cry. I put my arms around her and comforted her and 
told her not to be upset. It had been a wonderful 
evening and I had enjoyed it as much as she had. Since 
then we have had many Gang Bangs. We did it once again 
with the same group of guys but she finds it far more 
exciting with strangers.

And so do I ;-)