Mighty Mouse

MIGHTY MOUSE

I was asleep, not bothering anyone. I'd been working very hard and was exhausted after a long shift the night before and then some overtime during the afternoon. I had been drinking after work. I got home, was watching TV and fell asleep. I was wearing what I wear around the house, gym shorts and a t-shirt. I was on the living room couch, snoring away, minding my own business.

My wife, Jean and I live alone. The kids have grown so we are empty nesters. She has a group of women friends who get together every other week to play cards and the group had convened at our house that afternoon and had stayed for dinner. In my half-sleep state, I heard them cackling in the dining room. They were a happy bunch and their laughter helped put me to sleep.

I was barely awake when I felt someone tugging at my gym shorts. My wife was pulling the leg of my shorts and I realized she was exposing my dick to her friends. I decided to play possum and see what they were up to. Apparently, with the way I was sleeping my Johnson was partially exposed and one of her friends had commented, leading to Jean pulling my shorts back. I felt the cool air on my prick and it began to respond.

The ladies were laughing. "Show us his balls too." One of them said. Jean complied and pulled the shorts aside so that my entire 'set' was exposed.

"Hell, just take his shorts off." Another woman said. I recognized the voice of Shelly, the wife of a friend of mine.

I could've objected or spoken up. My wife would often strip me when we were alone. I remembered a few times where she pulled off my pants and then gave me a blow-job. That's something to wake up to, having your woman sucking your dick. I was in that chain of thought and didn't say anything when she pulled my shorts down my legs. I rolled onto my back so my genitals were displayed for the ladies' viewing pleasure. My cock was standing proudly for the ladies to see.

Then one of them said to my wife, "Is that all the bigger it gets? You sure don't have much to play with, do you?"

Jean laughed and said, "It's plenty big enough for me."

Another woman said, "It's like a miniature pecker, so cute."

Now my dick isn't nine inches or anything, but I've always thought of it being a respectable size, maybe five inches plus. I'd never compared the size of my dick with anyone and it was a bit embarrassing to have these women commenting. I continued to pretend to be asleep. I was embarrassed now.

My wife said, "That cock put four babies in my belly."

"That little thing?"

Then, one of the women said, "Do you remember that cartoon, 'Mighty Mouse' where the little mouse had incredible strength? That's what this little thing reminds me of."

Another woman said, "That's a good name for it. Jean, does Mighty Mouse have special powers?"

My wife said, "He sure does. He can change shape and can make babies."

They all laughed, having fun at my expense. If you've never had women laugh at the size of your dick, you haven't been truly humiliated. My prick retreated, wanting to pull back up inside me.

The first woman laughed and said, "I'll bet you have no trouble deep-throating that; it probably doesn't even fill your mouth."

Shelly said, "Does it still get hard? It looks so tiny and shriveled up. Are you sure it doesn't get any bigger?" More insults.

Jean said, "Of course it gets hard, when I want it to."

She was rubbing my prick and now I was starting to get erect. One of the women finished pulling my shorts down my legs and over my feet.

"Can I touch it?" someone said.

My wife must've nodded because I felt a woman's hand fondling my prick. She had sharp nails which scratched against my sensitive flesh.

"It's not as big as Boyd's, but I could see where you could have a good time with this one." The woman said.

Another woman put her hands on my prick and her hand began pulling on the shaft. I groaned and it was obvious that I was awake. That's when a big woman put her finger over my mouth and said, "Shush. You don't need to say anything."

I was awake, looking at them, wondering what was happening. My head was beginning to clear.

The big woman had one of my belts that had been laying around. She looped it over my head and around my neck, pulling it tight, like a dog collar. She pulled me to my feet. She pulled my shirt up my arms and over my head to get me naked. I should've ended it right there, but they were playing a game and I was in a compliant mood, so I just stood there, interested in what they had in mind.

"Let's tie him up and play with him." The other woman, who I hadn't met, said.

Jean laughed and said, "He likes to get me naked around his friends. Let's see how he likes being naked around my friends."

It was true. I liked to get my wife naked in daring and risky situations. It turned us both on to have her exposed to other people or for us to almost get caught screwing somewhere in public.

Shelly got a phone charge-cord and tied my hands behind my back. I probably could've escaped, but wanted to see what they were going to do. I stood before these four women, naked with a boner. It seemed like things were going in a favorable direction, except for the disrespect for my pecker. Maybe I'd get a chance to show them how tough Mighty Mouse was.

The big woman said to my wife, "Do you suck his cock?"

Jean said, "Sometimes, when he's been a good boy."

"Show us." The other woman said.

The others encouraged her. I was pleasantly surprised when my wife dropped to her knees before me and took my cock in her mouth. I couldn't quite believe it. They'd been drinking wine, but still I was surprised at my wife's immodesty. She was sucking my dick for her friends. I remembered that she had sucked my dick for my friends a few times and had sucked their dicks too, once or twice.

"Do you let him come in your mouth?" Shelly asked.

"No. It tastes yucky."

The big woman, I heard them call her Kerry, said, "Make him come on your face."

My wife obediently continued to suck my dick.

The third woman, Monica, pulled my wife's shirt up and over her head, then undid Jean's bra so she was topless. Shelly took a photo with her phone of my topless wife sucking my cock. Jean turned so her tits were in the photo and put her nipple against my cock for another photo. This was getting pretty wild. I'd taken photos of my wife nude with one of my friends one time and even had her suck his dick for another pic. Now she was being photographed and videoed sucking my dick. My cock was really hard and Jean was alternating between sucking it and pumping it in her fist.

Then, I couldn't help it, my cock exploded. A stream of semen shot out onto my wife's pretty face. She'd never let me do that to her but now was putting her face at the end of my prick and getting a facial. The first spurt hit her forehead, dripping down beside her eye. The next spurt hit her nose and then one hit her cheek. She opened her mouth and caught another spurt and when Mighty Mouse began just drooling the final bits of semen, she put her lips around my dick and took my cum onto her tongue. It was certainly one of her best blowjobs ever. I hadn't come is a few days, so I had a good supply of semen. The ladies all applauded the porno show Jean and just provided.

"Let me taste him." Shelly said. "I've always wondered if all cum tastes the same."

She put her tongue on the tip of my dick and tasted me.

She looked at Jean and said, "My husband's cum tastes better. You'll have to try it sometime."

My poor cock had deflated and was hanging limply beside my thigh.

Monica asked my wife, "What other tricks does he know? Does he eat your pussy?"

My wife was not being discrete at all when she nodded and said, "He's a good pussy eater."

Monica looked at me. I stuck-out my tongue at her.

The big woman, Kerry slapped my ass with another belt and then asked, "What else does he do?"

My big-mouthed wife told them one of our secrets. "I made him eat another man's cum out of my pussy, one time."

The others asked for details.

"Get on your knees while I tell them how you ate a cream-pie." My wife ordered. I did.

She told the story. "John had one of his old college buddies over and they got me drunk and fucked me. He likes to share me. It turns him on to watch other men fuck me."

It was true, but she didn't have to tell the whole world about it.

She continued, "So this guy fucked me and dumped his cum inside me. John was playing with his cock and I wanted to give him some of the action, so I straddled his head and sat on his face with his friend's cum in my cunt. I squeezed it out all over his face and squirmed to make him all slimy with it. He swallowed his friend's cum, right from my dirty cunt."

She pushed me onto my back on the carpet and pulled down her shorts and panties, exposing her lower anatomy to her friends. She sat on my face, just like that night when I'd eaten the cream-pie. My wife had stripped naked with her friends watching and was fucking my face with them cheering her on.

"Grind that pussy on his face." and "Smother him with your cunt." Were among the comments. She did her best. I was having trouble breathing and with my hands tied behind me, I was helpless. "Fuck his face." Shelly said.

I was surprised when my wife moved off of me and the big lady, Kerry stood over me. She was wearing a skirt, but she had removed her underwear. She squatted down, putting her big hairy cunt right on my mouth. I tried to lick her with my tongue, but she was intent on working-out her own orgasm. She smothered me. I actually had trouble breathing and thought she was actually going to asphyxiate me with her messy cunt. Her juices squirted onto me and her scent bathed my face and hair. She tasted good, actually. She rubbed her clit on my nose, faster and faster until she came. I was struggling to breath while she held my head between her thighs like a vise. As her final move, she slid forward and placed her asshole over my mouth. I dutifully frenched her anus.

"I want to see him fuck her." Was the next comment from Monica.

I was surprised to see that my wife now had a belt around her neck and her hands were tied behind her too. They had taken dominance over her and she was willingly letting them. Some of our fantasies had been about being dominated as a couple, being made to do things at the command of others. We weren't into pain or bondage, but the non-consent aspects were appealing. Now she was another toy for them to play with.

They instructed my wife to kneel and lean over the little coffee table.

"Now fuck her." I was ordered.

I was eager to do it. I knee-walked over to her and put my dick against her ass.

"That little thing won't do anything for her. She needs something bigger." Kerry said.

Shelly went into the kitchen and returned with a cucumber, cold from being in the refrigerator. I watched in amazement. They were actually going to stuff the thing in Jean's vagina.

Monica knelt beside me and said, "We're going to spoil your wife for a big cock with this."

My wife volunteered, "His friend Marvin had a big dick. I liked getting fucked with it while my husband watched." I had forgotten about Marvin. She had to continue, "He watched Marvin put his big black cock in me. Remember, honey." I did.

The cucumber spread her open, obscenely spreading her lips. Her vagina gaped open when they removed the thing. Jean had no modesty left. Shelly actually took a photo of the inside of my wife's cunt. The cucumber went back in and Monica pumped it in and out like it was a big green cock. I wasn't surprised when I was the signs of an approaching orgasm on my wife's face. Her friends were lewdly fucking her and she was beyond being shamed. She began to shriek as the vegetable moved faster and faster. Monica kept pushing the thing farther into my wife's cunt. It was nearly all inside her when Jean climaxed.

"We should put that thing up your ass." Shelly said to me. Shelly had always been mild and friendly. I was seeing a different side of her.

I wondered what was next. The let us go to the bathroom. Fortunately, I can piss without using my hands. Jean pissed and her friend Shelly was nice enough to wipe her pussy, although she took a while doing it. I think she put a finger inside my wife.

"Let's put them outside naked." Monica said.

My wife objected, "Don't let the neighbors see me naked."

Shelly said, "They've already seen your photos, at least most of them have."

Jean wondered what she meant. Another of my secrets was about to be outed.

Shelly said to Jean, "Your husband and the other men have been exchanging nude photos of their wives. Everyone in the neighborhood has seen your tits and your pussy."

My wife looked at me. I remained mute, per instructions. Now, she knew I had shared some of her intimate photos in exchange for photos of the other men's wives.

"You asshole. So, everybody's seen pictures of me naked."

I sheepishly nodded.

Shelly said, "That's okay. They've seen me too." I had some photos of Shelly on my phone too. She walked over to where I was sitting and pushed me back on the couch. She pulled up her skirt and pulled off her panties, exposing her pretty, trimmed pussy.

"Recognize this?" she asked. I meekly nodded. I had a photo of her naked.

She said to Jean, "Your husband has a photo of my cunt on this phone. Has he shown it to you?"

Jean said, "No."

Shelly said to me, "Well if you're going to have a picture of it, you should eat it too."

She lowered herself onto my face. I like to eat pussy and moved my lips and tongue over her delicate bits and was rewarded by a substantial stream of her lady-cum pouring over my face.

"If I tell Boyd that you have been eating my pussy, it'll piss him off and he'll kick your ass."

I didn't care if she told her husband. I was eagerly licking her cunt and enjoying the fragrance of her perfume and her juices. I could tell that, like my wife, she sprayed perfume on her pussy to attract her husband. Boyd was a lucky guy. He had photos of my wife Jean naked, but hadn't eaten her pussy, at least as far as I knew.

Shelly worked out on my face for a few minutes before I tasted the spurt of her cum that accompanied her orgasm. I devoured her pussy, sucking on her clit and swirling my tongue inside her salty hole. I knew someone was taking a photo. I'll bet Boyd would like to have a copy. When Shelly finished, she rolled off and sat beside me on the couch. My dick was standing tall, aching for attention, but the ladies ignored it.

When I sat up, I was treated to the sight of Monica straddling my wife's face. Monica had stripped off her pants and underwear and was grinding her cunt into Jean's face, telling her to "Eat my nasty cunt. Tell me you like it."

Jean let her know she was enjoying Monica's snatch by her reactions. I knew Monica and Kerry were bisexual so having their pussies eaten was obviously their favorite activity.

Monica was taunting my wife. "You straight women like eating pussy. Go on, suck my cunt dry." She had the cucumber in her hand and was fucking my wife with it. Jean was on her back on the floor with her legs spread. Monica was riding her face while pressing the green fruit into her wide-open cunt. "Eat me, honey. Show us how you like to eat pussy."

My wife was doing her best to stimulate Monica. Her tongue was up inside Monica's vagina and she was squirming with the cucumber in her own vagina.

Jean seemed to like the degrading talk. When Kerry slapped my wife's belly with a belt, she yelped.

"That's it, punish her. She's a cunt-licking little whore." Added Kerry.

Then Monica said to me, "Did she tell you how she fucked Shelly's husband?"

I said "No." Which brought a slap from Kerry's belt onto my naked ass and a firm direction to be quiet.

She kept slapping me, raising welts with each lash. She said to Jean, "Tell him how you fucked another man while he was off on a business trip."

Jean protested, "Don't make me tell him. I didn't want him to know."

Shelly said, "I didn't know this. Where was I?"

The belt kept slapping me. Monica pulled my wife's legs upright, exposing her ass. Kerry applied a few lashes to my wife's tender back side.

My wife yielded, "I'll tell him. Just stop hitting me."

Monica said, "Look how wet her pussy is. The cucumber slides right into her. She likes being punished and called a whore." She said to Jean, "Tell your husband how you cheated on him; how you shared your married cunt with Shelly's husband."

Monica moved off of her face and my wife told the story, looking at me. "Okay. You were out of town and Boyd came over to return one of your tools. I was alone, wearing shorts and a halter. One thing led to another and he fucked me."

Monica said, "Tell him where you did it."

Jean said to me, "We did it in our bed. He fucked me right where you do. He came inside me. I still had some of his cum in me when you got home. I made you eat me and you didn't notice."

I was stunned, but nothing was surprising me anymore. We had a sort-of open marriage. I wished she had told me, but I had secrets of my own.

Shelly was pissed, hearing about her husband and Jean. She dropped to the floor and took the cucumber from Monica. "Here let me stuff this big green dick up your cheating cunt."

My wife was spread-eagled on the floor with the other three women abusing her. Monica was fucking her face. Shelly was ramming the cucumber up her vagina and Kerry was taking photos.

"Throw the bitch outside naked." Shelly laughed and said. "Let the neighbors see her."

Jean protested, but the ladies pulled her to her feet and opened the front door. It was dark outside, a bit after dusk and the neighborhood was typically busy with people driving to and from their homes, walking dogs, etcetera. Shelly was holding the belt around her neck and yanked her across the threshold. Monica snapped the belt against her butt, adding another welt to her sore ass cheeks. Kerry grabbed my leash and said, "You too, Mighty Mouse." She slapped my very hard dick and pushed me through the door.

It was cold outside. I looked for my wife and saw her hiding behind a tall shrub. I hurried over to her.

She whispered, "The Hendersons are coming out." I watched the neighbor and his wife, who lived next to us, get in their car, back out of the driveway. His headlights splashed across the front of our house. Jean and I were only partially concealed. He hopefully was looking backward as he came out of the driveway and didn't see us. His wife was another matter altogether. Maybe she saw us.

My wife stood and kissed me. She had freed her hands and removed the belt around her neck. I started to work my hands loose too, but she stopped me. "I like having you tied up. I can make you do anything I want." She put her arms around my neck, kissed me passionately and pressed her naked body against mine. She put her tongue in my ear and squeezed my aching cock.

She said, "I liked it when they made us do things to each other. They made me suck your cock with all of them watching. Did you like that?"

"Of course. You had no shame."

"That's because I love you and want everyone to know."

She pulled me out in the middle of our front yard, dropped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth.

"People will see us." I whispered.

"Good. I want them to see me sucking your cock. Did you like coming on my face?"

"You never wanted me to do that before."

"They made us do it. It was so depraved. I liked feeling your cum hit my face. I swallowed some of it. You like it when I do that."

I didn't answer. My mind was fixated on the pleasure she was giving me. I had goosebumps from the cold but it didn't matter with my cock in her mouth. It felt so good. She was taking me into her throat. Her nose pressed into my pelvis, nuzzling my pubic hair while my cock was halfway to her stomach. Yes, Mighty Mouse is big enough to reach into my wife's throat.