The Borrowing
By JustJake051
Part Two
Chapter Seven
Early Sunday morning, Will Weston woke to an empty bed and voices emanating from downstairs. For an entire day on Thursday, Lana had been unable to walk, sore from the Wednesday night party, the gangbang forced upon her by their neighbor, Ron Giatti. Will had stayed home and cared for her, soaking her in the tub, lotions on the angry red marks on her body and breasts, where frenzied hands pulled at her, pinching and squeezing. Lana was still clearly angry with him, so he could understand why she was being distant and not speaking to him. He was eager to hear about Wednesday night and she told him small bits and pieces of the evening but kept most of it to herself. Gradually, by Saturday, she was almost back to normal, still a little sore in her ass, but now able to move about.
He threw on his house robe and headed downstairs toward the kitchen, where the voices were coming from. As he stepped into the kitchen, Will saw Lana sitting at the kitchen table talking to Ron. What shocked Will was not Ron being there on an early Sunday, but rather what Lana was wearing. His wife was sitting at the kitchen table wearing only a tiny, sheer black nightie, with nothing underneath. She sat at the table with one leg lifted in the chair, her exposed vagina open and on display. Ron sat next to her, with two large suitcases by the side of the table. Lana's black patent "come fuck me" shoes sat on the table, apparently left at the party and now returned.
Will was more amazed at how casual his wife was with Ron. She was basically naked and her vagina on open display. But then he stopped and realized what had gone on several nights ago. He was soon to discover that Ron was more intimate with Lana's body than he ever was.
"Well, there he is," Ron said smiling, as Will entered the kitchen. "We've been waiting for you. Sorry to have to do this so early, but I've got a golf game at the Country Club this morning. You're welcome to join us if you want, we could use a fourth."
"I... I... I..." Will muttered, more oblivious to what Ron was saying and more staring at his wife's exposed cunt, gaped open and poised in the chair, still stretched from Wednesday's gangbang, and now slightly glistening with dampness. Lana sat cross legged at the kitchen table, one leg tucked up beneath her, the other spread to the side, as if wanting Ron to see.
"Okay, well, first, here's all the Kelton files. Burn 'em, shred 'em, whatever. That's all of them and now they're yours." Ron pushed the files, discs, and papers into the middle of the table.
"Next, there's this. It's the video production from Wednesday night. I honestly didn't know it would go on that long, I swear. It's never done that before. We had guys poppin' little blue pills and taking dick injections all night. And, God knows what else, to stay hard." He laughed and looked at Will. " We had to pay the video crew overtime and it filled two complete discs. Over seven hours. It's hi-def video and pretty amazing stuff. I watched it last night."
He looked straight at Lana, "Amazing," he said. "Listen, I had to ask permission from the club to give you a copy, since we're not married, but all the guys are quite taken with you," he said, still looking at Lana. "But do not show that to anyone. Those are the rules."
He pushed two shiny silver video discs in black cases into the middle of the table.
Ron turned to Will. "Hey, Lana said you were pretty excited when she told you about the evening. Sorta spun your wheels, eh? Well, then you're really gonna love this video. I mean really. Even I was amazed, and I thought I'd seen everything."
He turned and smiled at Lana. "Really amazing." Lana stared back at him, deadpan, obvious anger still in her gaze, her bright blue eyes locked on Ron.
"Anyway, we all got together and drew lots for next 14 month's parties at the club meeting."
"So, what number did you get?" Lana asked, her brow knit.
Ron looked at her, concerned by the intense look on her face.
"Uhhh, I drew number 4," he said.
"Four months from now," Lana muttered to herself.
She paused and then shifted her body to Ron. "I'm in," she said, staring coldly at Ron. "That is, if you're not married by then and you still need a partner."
"Huh?" Will muttered.
"Really?" Ron said, his face lighting up with a grin.
"I'm in," Lana said with no emotion, still staring at Ron.
"Okay, wow, we're on. In four months." Ron said. "Oh, and then there's this." he said, gesturing to the two large suitcases sitting by the table.
"Yeah, what's with these?" Lana asked, pointing to the two large cases. "You going on a trip?"
"See, at the end of each 14-month cycle, the club meets and everyone votes on whose wife was the best time. And you must have a two-thirds majority to win the vote. Well, for the last six, no, seven years maybe, the guys have all pretty much just voted for their own wives and there's been no winner. Well, we voted, and for the first time in club history, so I'm told, it was unanimous. Everyone picked you," Ron said looking at Lana.
"Yeah, so? I mean, it's flattering and all and I'll thank them in four months, but so?" Lana said, still a tinge of coldness in her voice.
"The winner, if there is one, gets the accrued interest from the four million per man membership fees, which are held in an escrow account. Since there's been no winner in the last seven years, it was quite a lot of money built up. So, there's 3.8 million dollars in cash in these suitcases. And it's yours."
Lana mouth dropped open.
Ron went on. "It's cash, no records, no traces. Don't deposit it in a bank, they'll want to know about it. And so will the IRS. Since I do the investing for the group, I have access to the cash. I figured you can wash it through your business, Lana, and no one will ever notice. If you want, I can hide it in some investments for you or you can just stuff it in a mattress."
They all laughed, and it was a laugh of broken tension more than anything else.
"Wow, seriously?" Lana muttered to herself.
"Say, you know Will, if you really like Lana telling you about the other night, you are really going to be crazy hot for the video. Maybe, and here's another thought... have you guys ever thought about Hotwifing?"
"What's that?" Lana asked.
"Hotwifing. You know, it's a big thing now, being a Hotwife. It's a trend now, like swinging. Check it out on the Internet. It has guidelines and how-tos, what not to do, the whole works. They have Hotwife Cruises, Hotwife Resorts, everything."
Ron stood up and started to leave. "So, Will, you up for some golf this morning, buddy? Then we can come back and all go for a swim at my place. I'll grill something."
"Uhhh, sure, okay," Will said distractedly.
"And Lana, you can just wear what you have on. It's a good look for you," Ron said, a big smile breaking on his face.
Chapter Eight
For the next three days Will and Lana did nothing but watch the gangbang club video and fuck. Will was hypnotized by watching Lana being fucked repeatedly, and in every conceivable way. He seemed to be constantly erect, constantly horny. Lana, on the other hand, was more amazed and confused than excited by the video. She had remembered very little of the evening, past the first hour or so. She watched in shock as a giant black man with the largest cock she had ever seen, fucked her repeatedly and all 15 inches of his massive black meat disappear fully inside her cunt, over and over. And then, three hours or so later, she watched that same man crammed his enormous cock up her ass.
"Well, no wonder I'm so sore," she said.
"Oh, my God," she muttered at one point. Her mouth fell open as she watched Ron and another man both doing her at the same time. It was a double penetration with two large cocks, Ron stuffed into her cunt and the other man in her ass at the same time. She then watched herself come wildly, one orgasm after another, as countless men double fucked her, over and over, for the next two hours of the night.
She vaguely remembered being stunned by an enormous cock and the incredible flood of cum produced inside her at the end of the evening. Only now, after watching the video, did she realize that it was two cocks in her cunt at the same time, pushing her to have multiple orgasms, one on top of the other, before both men simultaneously exploded inside her.
But the biggest surprise of all came toward the end of the video. She remembered none of this. She saw herself on the bed sucking on two very large black cocks as a third black man moved in behind her. The men were gorgeous, well-muscled and all with massive stiff black cocks. Will recognized all three of them as professional athletes, two from teams nearby and the third on the West Coast.
On the video, Lana heard the man, a popular professional basketball player, who had given her such delight orally with her first orgasm of the night, whisper to her, "Baby I started this one and I'm about to finish it. Your last good fuck for the night."
He gently lifted her hips high up off the bed. Her magnificent ass as poised high in the air, her tiny hole now stretched open and exposed, as if inviting all the men. One of the men pulled her ass cheeks wide apart and said, "Damn, that's the sweetest white ass I've ever seen." The three men took turns standing in the bed over her and alternating as they drove their enormous cocks deep into her ass.
"Oh, my God." Lana muttered to herself, as she watched the video.
One by one the men plunged an enormous erection deep into her open, widely gaped asshole, pumped five or six times and quickly pulled out. Another then slid in over her elevated ass and drove his cock in as deep as he could. The man who had just pulled out of her ass moved around to her face and pushed his black, glistening meat into her open mouth, where she sucked eagerly. With one camera on her ass and one on her face, Lana saw that not one moment of the wild attack on her poor asshole went unrecorded.
"Uuuuhhhh...Uuuuhhhh...Uuuuhhhh," she rhythmically grunted, as the rigid, glistening black cock slid into her mouth and down her throat. Harder and deeper the cock slammed in her throat as she started to gag.
"My God...," Lana muttered, watching, "his cock is almost all the way down my throat. Oh, God, that's impossible."
And then in an instant, it was pulled out and another huge black cock plunged in her mouth, fresh from her asshole. All the while, the same rotation continued in her stretched asshole. Lana could hear the sloshing of cum in her rectum as the three cocks pounded in and out, gliding in the sticky pool of semen that had been delivered there during the entire long night.
"Ooooohhhhhh," she heard herself moan and the black giant in her ass pulled out, moved smoothly to her face, grab his dripping cock and forced it into her open mouth.
"They are going from my ass to my mouth. Over and over," Lana muttered to herself.
She watched as the tall, black man positioned his enormous cock at the gaping asshole and lowered himself into her ass.
"Oooooooooo," she heard herself groan with each thrust. And as she watched, she saw him push repeatedly until most of the fifteen inches of his enormous cock was buried in her ass.
"Oh, my god," she muttered repeatedly, eyes glued to the screen. "All of that is in my ass."
