My wife is a slut. More accurately, a no-holes-barred cum-slut. Since we were married six years ago I have watched her get gang-banged and cummed on -- and in -- many, many times.
Right from the moment we met I knew I'd be sharing her. As we made our vows my best 'man', Sophie, had my cum dripping out of her cunt and running down her thighs. Faye, my bride to be, had her 'maid' of honour's cum dripping out of her cunt. Neither wore any underwear. We had a huge gang-bang reception where we both sucked and fucked our way through all the guests. It was a completely cum-drenched Faye that I took to my marriage bed that night.
Since then she has shagged just about anyone who's asked. But then -- so have I. We started dogging very early in our relationship but Faye never really got into it. She likes an audience and dogging is just too dark for her tastes.
Then a couple of months ago she left a copy of the local paper on my desk. It was folded to the used vehicle adds and there was a small-ad ringed in red lipstick. It was a fifteen seater, hi-top, minibus for just under five grand.
I didn't know what she wanted it for but I trust her completely, and we could just about afford it, so I booked a viewing.
Two days later we were looking it over. She still hadn't told me what she wanted it for.
"Well it looks OK lover. What's the plan?" She looked hesitant. "S'OK love -- you don't need to explain. Let's get Stephen to look it over and if he's OK we'll buy it."
"No... I wanted it to be a surprise but it is a bit mad -- even for me. So I'd better tell you."
"That's OK my love -- I trust you."
"It's for dogging."
"Wow -- that would be awesome!"
"You really think so? It's not too mad?"
I thought about it. Rip out all the seats and build in a big bed. Tinted windows might be a bit pricy but curtains would do just as well.
"Yes hun -- let's do it."
Stephen had been Faye's 'maid of honour' at our wedding and was married to Sophie. He was in the motor trade so he went and checked the bus over. It was in pretty good shape so he bought it for us. He and Faye arranged for the conversion.
When we went to pick it up there were no tinted windows and no curtains either. Instead the interior was brightly lit with fixed cameras in all the corners.
There was a small bar across the front bulkhead and a shoe rack just inside the rear doors but the rest was mostly all bed. There was also a big cupboard above the cab.
Faye clapped her hands. "Perfect! Can we try it out Sunday?"
"We were going to your brother's Sunday evening."
"Yes. Well we can still do that. I'm talking about Sunday lunchtime."
"Lunchtime! It'll be broad daylight!"
"Yes." She sighed. "Daylight dogging!"
"Ah -- that's the surprise. Now I understand."
"Can we -- please? I'll be able to see all that lovely spunk shooting everywhere."
"Where? All our usual spots are full of family picnics during the day!"
"There's that big industrial estate just off the motorway. Where the HGVs park up for their breaks before going down for the ferry." Her eyes showed her excitement. "There'll be drivers from all over Europe on a Sunday lunchtime."
"Hmm -- we'd have to post a lookout in case anyone tips off The Man."
"Well yes -- but then last time the police were called I just fucked them all."
"There won't be many women."
"That's true -- at least until word gets around. Sophie will be well up for it though and she'll bring you some nice fresh pussy!"
"OK! We'll give it a go!"
We got to the estate about 11:30 that Sunday. Faye and I arrived in the bus, Sophie and Stephen brought their car. They parked up in a discrete side road and rode in the bus with us. Stephen in the front with me and Sophie in the back with Faye. They quickly stripped bare and stuffed their clothes in the overhead.
We ignored the parking bays and parked right in the middle. There were nineteen big trucks parked up. We could see a few drivers behind their windscreens and a bunch standing around a coffee stand.
They glanced in our direction as Stephen and me jumped down and went round to the back. I opened the offside door a crack so Stephen could get his hand in and release the catch on the nearside door. He nodded that he was ready and we opened both doors wide in one smooth movement to reveal both our wives standing in the back of the bus.
Both women were standing feet apart, hands on hips wearing only their DMs.
Things went pretty quiet at the coffee stand as we released the door stays and folded the rear doors flat against the sides of the bus.
Nobody moved for thirty seconds or so then Faye pointed to one of the drivers, crooked her finger and beckoned. He walked across the tarmac like a zombie.
Faye jumped down off the back of the bus, handed him a rubber, turned around, legs wide apart and bent at the waist -- her lovely small tits resting on the mattress.
He was shaking so much he had trouble getting his pants open but soon they were round his ankles and his boxers were round his knees. He fitted the rubber over his rather average cock and eased it into my wife.
As he fucked her rapidly the other drivers started to drift towards us. He didn't last long and grunted like a hog as he shot his load.
The clunk of truck doors echoed round the estate as other drivers jumped down and headed our way. The long wail of an air-horn brought more heads out of sleeping compartments.
Two more drivers were lined up as Sophie joined Faye, face-down on the mattress. Stephen and me stood either side of the two women, handing out rubbers.
While the next two were shagging our wives Stephen and me pushed the others back.
"Give them some room guys! There's enough for everyone! Give them some room and everyone can watch!"
Reluctantly they moved apart into a semicircle. There were four women in the crowd. I went round and whispered to each of them.
"Once the rush dies down We'll be having something a bit more intimate inside. Do want some?"
