SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 1, 2008.
Marie stayed at Joe's overnight. She's rarely home at weekends these days, and as I use a secondary bedroom anyway, I'm used to sleeping alone. Slept little last night however, my mind dwelling on Joe's words. What does he have in mind for the weekend?
I've been ordered to return to the pub early this afternoon where there will be work for me to do, mostly the cleaning up.
LATER.
Marie was behind the bar when I arrived, with the same expectant air about her as yesterday. The village pub closes for a couple of hours in the afternoon at weekends but when Joe sent me to lock the doors there where still a few customers left, all of them strangers as far as I could tell.
On my return I noticed Marie's absence and soon some of the remaining customers departed, but through to the living quarters rather than the exit. Joe told me to continue cleaning up before he too disappeared, taking the remaining three guys with him.
Well I soon began to hear a lot of noise emanating from the upper rooms of the pub, chief amongst it being my wife's shrieks and laughter, so had an intimation of what might be happening. What I couldn't work out though was how many guys might be involved. It was when Joe reappeared and, grinning broadly, told me to leave my chores for the time being and follow him that I found out.
He led me upstairs to a rear bedroom and the first thing I saw was Marie stretched out naked on the bed. Naked guys clustered round the bed but a gap had been left at the foot of it, presumably on Joe's instructions, so that I could see what they were doing. And what I saw was an incredible number of hands on my wife's body. There were seven hands; I actually counted them, on Marie's upper thighs with many fingers probing her vagina and anus. My eyes travelling upwards I saw she was sucking one penis while holding two others, seemingly a favourite occupation these days, while hands groped her breasts.
"These are old mates of mine," Joe informed me. "I invited them over to enjoy a gang bang with your wife. This is what the slut loves, being the centre of attention with loads of guys lusting after her body. Look at her revelling in it."
Marie was laying there, legs flung wide and now with three guys fingering her vagina simultaneously, eagerly sucking the variety of cocks that were presented to her lips.
"Very soon now by the look of it, your going to watch the eight of them fuck your wife in succession just like the other six did last night, only about fifteen hours ago to be precise. See how she loves playing with all those cocks."
True enough Marie's excitement was plain to see. Indeed one of the guys mounting her at that moment and driving his penis deep inside, elicited the cry, "Oh god yes, yes, do it to me hard and fast, all of you!"
Well, they did just that. Directly one had finished another took his place and Marie's highly charged and excited state was undeniable as guy after guy fucked her. Indeed, as Joe was quick to point out, she was plainly disappointed when the eighth had finished!
"The slut still wants more and she's going to get plenty," he hissed. "We'll leave them to it now."
When the pub reopened the guys were still upstairs with Marie, and remained so for a considerable time.
Soon after the last of Joe's friends departed, there being a bit of a lull in the bar, Joe again told me to follow him upstairs. We found Marie stretched out on the bed, eyes closed, a blissful expression on her face despite the many marks and bruises on her body.
"How many times have you been fucked Marie?" Joe asked, pushing me to the foot of the bed.
"No idea, I lost count," she murmured complacently.
Joe laughed and said, "Take a good look at your wife's well used cunt. See how my mates have opened it up. I expect they gave it to her up the arse as well."
Lifting Marie's legs and spreading her buttocks Joe said triumphantly, "Yea, more than one cock's been up this little hole I think. How many bum fucked you Marie?"
"Four," she murmured.
Highly charged himself now Joe swiftly rolled her over and began spanking my wife's bottom, but as usual with considerably less force than he does mine.
"You've been a naughty girl," he grunted, Marie squirming and giggling as he spanked her.
I found myself automatically masturbating while watching, not even being aware of freeing my erection!
SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 2, 2008.
I had hoped that the landlord and his wife's return this morning would signal the end of a sordid weekend. Instead the action simply transferred to Joe's place.
The guys started arriving early afternoon and by three pm there were ten of them assembled.
From my point of view it was even more humiliating than the episodes at the pub because of course I was naked and had to face the laughter and jeers of each new arrival, Joe inevitably drawing attention to my manhood.
"Did you ever see such a shrivelled up little cock," he commented to the last arrival, provoking the expected derision.
"Now everyone's here we can get started. I promised you double figures today Marie, are you looking forward to it?"
"Oh god yes!" My wife exclaimed, her face flushed with excitement.
"Right, first though we'll tie hubby to the ladder," Joe said.
Of course I'd been expecting it since seeing the ladder in place against the wall on my arrival but nevertheless still protested when he told me to stand against it.
"What, questioning my authority. Grab the wimp and tie him to the ladder lads, facing it to start with. Then two or three of you take your belts to his arse and teach the pathetic sod his place."
Struggling was futile as willing hands bound me to the ladder. Annoyingly, not to mention very painfully, a surprising number of Joe's friends seemed eager to join in my chastisement. I think five or six of the guys used their belts on my buttocks, at least two at a time, before I was released. My freedom didn't last long though; I was merely retied, this time with my back to the ladder.
"Look lads he's got a hard on," Joe said, whacking my penis with the cane to make me howl.
By this time however the guys were more interested in my wife who had been stripped naked while my beating was taking place. Marie knelt on the floor surrounded by guys all eager to present theirs erections to her lips.
"Now then lads, let's have some order. Stand in a line and the slut will move along sucking your cocks in turn. You'd like that wouldn't you Marie?"
"Oh yes," her excited response was almost lost in the hubbub and laughter of the men forming a line.
Despite the evident impatience displayed by some of the guys my wife was in no hurry, plainly relishing a unique situation, as she moved slowly along the line.
"Long time since you've enjoyed this sort of thing, eh," Joe taunted, standing beside me and evidently enjoying the spectacle. His hand cupped my balls to give them a little squeeze, just enough to provoke a yelp.
Marie certainly gave each guy the full works, licking and kissing cocks and balls with obvious relish. She was incredibly fired up by the situation, so much so that when one of the guys, highly excited himself by the work of her mouth on his genitals, turned and urged her to lick his anus Marie did just that! I could only watch in horror as my wife palmed the guy's buttocks to run her tongue up and down the crevice between them.
"Your wife's putty in our hands, the sluts ours to do as we want with," one of the guys taunted.
"He's right there. Marie's a whore but in reverse. I bet she'd gladly pay the guys for their services," Joe hissed in my ear.
I was barely aware of his words, totally shocked by the sight of my wife ardently licking the guy's anus.
Perhaps not surprisingly others wanted the same treatment and by the time she'd been picked up and stretched out on Joe's desk Marie had repeated the process with another four guys!
I hardly needed Joe to tell me Marie was in her element, stretched out across the desk holding a cock in each hand, sucking on a third and with a fourth guy fucking her. But of course he did anyway. It was obvious that the sheer volume of men, vying to present their cocks to mouth or hands while waiting their turn to fuck her, made my wife feel the centre of attraction.
None of the guys lasted long but as each fresh penis drove into her, Marie's ecstatic shout rang out. She knew they'd want more. My wife must have been keeping count this time because there was an exultant tone to her yell when the tenth penis entered her.
"She'd gladly take another ten," Joe hissed in my ear as we listened to Marie's ecstatic cries ringing out while the guy fucked her vigorously.
By the time it was over Joe had released me from the ladder. Taking me by the ear he dragged me to the desk where I was forced to my knees.
"There, take a good look at your wife's cunt now that ten cocks have given it a good pummelling."
I stared between Marie's wide spread legs while she remained stretched out across the desk, basking in the afterglow. There were fresh bruises on her inner thighs, thighs wet with semen, but I was chiefly struck by how my wife's vagina gaped open following the activity of the guys.
Hands, not Joe's, suddenly grabbed my head to push my face between Marie's thighs. My lips were in contact with her vagina, the first time in years, and when a voice urged me to lick it clean I did so almost eagerly. However the laughter as I licked copious amounts of semen from my wife's vagina served as a reminder of the humiliation involved, particularly as whacks to my buttocks ensured that I really had no choice but to swallow.
