Trish - Married Slut

CHAPTER 6: SHARING

When Jerome returned home from his trip, he found an unusually quiet house. He knew Leroy wouldn't be working in the early afternoon and he also was sure I would still be at his house since Stan was also traveling. But there wasn't a sound from anywhere. No music, nothing from the patio or pool, nothing from upstairs.

He moved to the bottom of the stairs and listened. Still hearing nothing. Moving upstairs, he check the open guest rooms and finally smiled as he stood in the doorway of the room where he found Leroy and me. I was asleep on top of a sleeping Leroy. Although the man's cock had gone soft, its length, and my stillness, allowed several inches to remain inside my cunt where he could see the cum from our recent fucking leaking from me. He smiled and quietly exited the room.

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When I woke up, I was alone in bed. I stretched like a cat who had just had her fill of... well, whatever it is cats have their fill of when they are indulgent. I thought I heard a voice which was strange because it was just me and... JEROME! JEROME'S HOME!

I leaped out of bed and ran naked and barefoot into the hallway and down the stairs two at a time, skidded across the tile floor at the bottom, listened, and ran into the family room. I crashed into him before settling finally into his lap. His left arm went immediately around me and his right hand cupped a tit.

"You missed me?" he asked with a chuckle.

"Yes," I exclaimed, "but not that Leroy didn't take good care of me." I looked over at him with a wink, "And I mean REALLY good care of me."

"I know," he said. I looked at him puzzled. "I peeked in on you two when I got home." His hand slid down my stomach and I opened my legs for him. "You took good care of Leroy, too?"

"Oh, yes, sir... well, maybe Leroy should be answering that," I offered.

Leroy laughed. "I think you have a slut on your hands." Jerome agreed. I beamed at the comment. Leroy continued, "I was about to tell you... I was called into work and she wanted to come with me. She had on this micro-skirt and tight tank. God damn... she was a walking wet-dream. I told her she had to wear a thong under it, at least. At some point during the night of working the front door, I put my hand in the side cargo pocket of my pants and found her thong. I was wondering why the crowd at the door seemed distracted as they waited. She was flashing them and prancing up and down the line with those tits of hers bouncing and swaying under the thin fabric." Jerome just smiled and slipped a finger into my creamy cunt.

Despite the distraction of a finger in my cunny, I sat up a bit straighter and excitedly exclaimed, "Leroy... Leroy... tell him what else we did."

Jerome had just taken a nipple between his lips when he looked up and waited. Leroy blushed. I just loved that about him. "I fucked her ass."

Jerome absorbed that, then playfully asked, "Did she cry?"

"She cried out," Leroy clarified. "She was a brave girl," he finished with a chuckle.

"Oh... my... God, Jerome! I think I love anal. Thank you for showing me that." I lavished kisses on him.

I spent the next couple of days being fucked by the two of them. Fucking and sucking. Sometimes my cunt... sometimes my ass.

Then it happened. In the back of my mind, I always knew it eventually would. Jerome had talked to me about it, preparing me for it, I suppose.

I was on a lounge chair outside by the pool after a swim. No, actually I was on Leroy who was on the lounge chair. He was on his back and I was straddling him with my feet on the patio pavers and his cock buried in my cunt. My hands were on Leroy's expansive chest, my head hanging and my long hair draped over both of us as I lifted and fell on his black meat. That was when I felt the cool, greasy feel of lubrication being applied to my asshole. I looked over my shoulder. Of course, I knew who it was but I had to look anyway. I suppose the looking back at Jerome was a substitute question rather than voicing it. I mean, I had a big cock in my cunt... was he really going to put his big cock in my ass? I knew about double penetration, sure, but big cock double penetration?

But, even that should have been inevitable to me, too. I was fully shared now with Leroy. Two big black men with big black cocks. It was going to happen. It still took every fiber of my willful commitment to being his slut not to show the anxiety that came over me. Do this and won't I have proven myself his slut?

Those thoughts masked what Jerome was doing back there. He now had two gel-covered fingers inside my ass, pushing globs of gel inside. He twisted and sawed the fingers and I could feel them so very well with Leroy's cock pressing against them. Jerome's cock head touch my asshole and I flinched. Leroy stopped moving and I closed my eyes, focusing on my breathing, intent on willing my body but especially my ass to relax. Jerome pressed several times without effect. It was just too tight. I took several deep breaths in through my nose and out of my mouth. I performed the mantra. Then, I nodded. Jerome pressed, again. This time I felt his cock parting my hole, felt it stretching and opening for the bulbous head seeking entry. My mouth fell open and I gasped and began panting as the stretching increased. I cried out as the stretching felt like my body couldn't take anymore stretching, that it was just too much. It wasn't going to be, though. I willed my body to open and I felt my ass stretching and giving way. Cries and gasps and deep guttural moans flowed from my hanging mouth as his cock finally pressed past the sphincter.

I didn't have to put my hand back, Jerome paused on his own. Both men, both cocks, motionless... waiting... patient while my stretched asshole began adjusting to the intrusion. Then, I raised my head, took another deep cleansing breath... and pressed my body back against the two cocks. Both cocks slid deeper into my body, adjoining chambers stuffed with black meat. With only a thin membrane separating the two cock as they moved slowly and carefully, I could feel each cock against the other and each cock along the walls of each chamber. I came with the first deep, full thrust from Jerome.

They had slowed, again. The two not completely paused but slowed their movements inside me as my body, tanned skin sandwiched between their black, slowed the shuddering and shivering of my muscles in orgasm. I caught only the end of the conversation drifting past me.

"... makes a wonderful slut, I think," came Jerome's voice. "Her orgasms are plentiful and uninhibited. Feeling her orgasm around me is simply amazing."

"And the look on her face when she does..." came Leroy's addition, "... I don't know... she beautiful but when she orgasms... wow, like an angel."

I opened my eyes and looked down at Leroy, "An angel, Leroy?" I smile down at him, not wanting to laugh and risk embarrassing him. "Do you think angels fuck, my sweet Leroy?"

His fingertips touched my cheek. Incredibly delicate touching from his huge hands. "I do now. A beautiful, fucking, orgasmic angel..." I lowered my head and kissed him. Both men plunged deeper into my holes.

They fucked me raw. Two massive cocks fucking my holes for hours... maybe not hours... made possible by the fucking and climaxes we enjoyed earlier. I had another orgasm before joining them in theirs which occurred close together. I decided they could feel each other as well as I could feel them together. When Jerome's cock surged and pulsed his climax, Leroy spewed his. Both holes flooded with man-creme.

* * * *

The telephone rang. The landline. Most people called our cell phones when they knew who they wanted. A few people called the landline, especially businesses when we wanted either of us to respond. Jerome called the landline, too. He used my cell, too. But for initial contacts, he called the landline out of respect to Stan.

I heard Stan's side of the call. "Hey, Jerome, how are you?" "Good, good... she's finishing up the dishes." "Me?... doing well. Busy as hell. A crazy time for the company." "Let me think... well, for sure I know I am leaving Tuesday morning for a swing up through New England, then to Quebec, Ottawa, maybe Ontario..." "No, no... it's kind of open-ended at this point." "Oh, sure... definitely through the weekend." "No, probably longer but right now definitely through the weekend." "Hey, by the way, how'd the endorsement thing go?" "Yeah?" "Wow... yeah, I'll be watching for it." "Yeah, she's wiping her hands now... here she is."

I took the phone and kissed my husband. "Hi, Jerome." He gave me a run-down of what he was thinking. He wanted to have a party, hence finding out Stan's schedule so he could plan around my availability. It was never lost on me. Jerome respected Stan. It was part of the relationship. He didn't pull me away from our home life, though sometimes we might meet for a tryst in the afternoon while Stan was in the office if he wasn't traveling. It seemed there was only so long either of us could go without being together.

"What's up?" Stan asked in the most casual, comfortable voice as if it were a girlfriend arranging getting together for coffee.

"He's setting up a party. He was working around my availability... your schedule."

"Sounds like a big deal..."

I settled next to Stan on the couch, kissed him on the cheek, and rested my head on his shoulder. "Sounds like it. It'll be on the boat. A bunch of guys, some he knew from football. Other guys Leroy knows."

Stan put his arm around me. What a strange relationship we had, proven by his next question and my answer. "So... a bunch of guys... on a boat... discreetly off-shore from prying eyes, I presume... how many girls?"

I giggled. He was teasing me. I knew he anticipated the answer. "Me." He pulled me against him and chuckled with me.

* * * *

Saturday. The day of the party on his boat. I had spent several days with Jerome after Stan left, then last night Leroy came over. The two of them fucked me well and thoroughly in both holes including another DP. Jerome offered that it would help me be ready... looser.. hopefully, avoid some soreness. I cleaned my holes out with a nozzle in the shower I could get into my holes. I recognized the nerves returning. Each time I was sure I was now a slut. And each time Jerome would later come up with another step that challenged me further. No question about it; this was intended to be a gangbang. I still didn't know how many guys were invited. I was sure they would likely all be black and many of them could possess big cocks, too. I had spent days and nights, like last night, being ravaged by my two guys. Yes, this was different.

I looked out the bedroom balcony windows at the gathering group by the boat. I counted ten... all black... all strong-looking men. Leroy was one of them. I was standing naked in the window. I had my outfit ready on the bed. It would take me a second to be dressed for the outing.

"Nervous?" Jerome's arms wound around my stomach. One hand slid up to a tit, the other down. I parted my legs without thought.

I leaned back against his strong body. "A little, yes." He held me and fondled me. I closed my eyes and sighed out a breath.

"You're wet, though..."

I giggled, "Of course, I am. I said I was a little nervous, not that I wasn't excited." I turned in his arms and looked intently into his eyes. "I am yours, Jerome. My body and holes are yours. Any nerves have nothing to do with it. I want this. I want this because you want this." I kissed him with passion, then held his eyes. "I. AM. YOUR. SLUT." I kissed him, again. "You know I want cock and there they are. It will be more cock than I've ever had, but I will not disappoint you... or them."

He slipped a finger past my lips and inside. The proof was in my wetness. He swatted my ass. "Get ready... everything else is ready. We leave when you come down." I watched him go out the door. I turned to look down at the boat and the men. Then I looked at what was on the bed. I took a deep breath.

I walked out of the back of the house, across the patio and pool, and down the walkway through the grassy section to the gathered group of men. As I approached, I counted. With Jerome and Leroy in their midst, I approached 11 men. Impressive men. Men who now had their attention focused on me.

Jerome stepped out from the group and extended his hand to me. I took it and slipped into his side, the hand wrapping around my shoulders. He introduced everyone... not that I could remember all the names. They gazed, stared, and gaped.

Jerome had decided on the white Wicked Weasel, white heels, sunglasses, and white floppy hat. None of which I was sure would be on me for long. The Wicked Weasel only barely covered the nipples of my straining tits. The bottom was a thin piece of fabric that was already slipping between my cunt lips just from the walk from the house. I knew this suit, once wet, would expose what wasn't already exposed. That wasn't much of a concern for me, though. I was sure I was to be stripped in moments after passing through the inlet and headed for open water.

A couple guys led me to the surface of the bow where I have sunned on previous outings on the boat with Jerome and Leroy. This time I had three guys standing behind me as we cruised through the channel and making noise to draw attention to my scantily clad body. There were waves from the shore and other boats and honks from cars on the bridge as we motored underneath. I hung onto the railing in front with the guys pressed up behind me. The bouncing boat in the wakes of other boats left my hands occupied and my nearly naked body available. They didn't let the opportunity slip by either.

As the boat passed through the inlet to the open ocean, I heard my name called. I turned on unsteady legs to see Leroy waving me back. Jerome was ready to open it up and the bow was no place to be standing.

I no sooner climbed down the steps to the open stern area and I felt the bow holding the string around my neck pulled and the thin material slipping from my tits. A moment after that, the one on my back and the two at my hips were also pulled. My suit drifted to the floor but my attention was consumed by numerous hands and fingers suddenly exploring my exposed body.

I gave no resistance. That was what I was there for, after all. A set of lips covered mine, another set took a nipple while fingers were working the other nipple. My ass and stomach were being fondled and a finger was sliding between my cunt lips. Moments after leaving the canal and harbor waters it was starting. Jerome had stocked the boat for a long day on the water. That meant a long day for me, too.

I was turned by strong hands on my shoulders, from the mouth on my nipple, from the finger sawing in and out of my cunt. I found a man who had dropped his shorts. His cock, semi-hard, hung between his legs. I grasped it without thought. It was a good-sized cock. His hands pressed lightly on my shoulders and I bent over to bring it to my lips. I could have sunk to my knees but hands and fingers had already found my cunt and tits. Bending over, though, presented an option kneeling didn't and someone behind me took it.

As I took the cock between my lips and into my mouth, I felt another cock replace fingers as it nudged and probed my cunt before quickly locating my hole and sinking into it. I didn't know who it was but I knew it was black and someone I had never had in my cunt before. It wasn't big enough to be Jerome or Leroy.

This turned into something far different than I had previously experienced. This wasn't about fucking me for them to cum. This was merely about fucking me. Another cock appeared at my mouth and I braced myself with hands on a chair and moved my mouth from cock to cock with little effort of my own other than pulling off one cock and with open mouth turning slightly so the next cock could be pushed in. My cunt was receiving similar treatment: a cock fucked me for several moments before pulling out and another immediately taking its place.

My arousal and stimulation rose quickly with the strong, powerful fucking in my cunt and the different cocks in my mouth and knowing I was the center of all these men ready and anxious to have their turn. The switches though, cock to cock, were disruptive with a momentary let-down before my arousal spiked again.

When my first orgasm hit, the cock in my cunt continued plowing into me relentlessly and didn't switch until my body slowed its twitching and shivering. My mouth hung open as I gasped but the cocks continued to probe my open mouth. Drool was flowing from my mouth.

After my orgasm, I was moved to cushions arranged on the deck of the boat. On my back, someone crawled between my legs and thrust into my cunt. Two cocks appeared at my head to alternately suck and hands mauled my tits. My legs were pulled up into the air and spread apart wide. The fucking became more intense until I felt cum streaming into my hole. The next man lowered my legs and I wrapped them around his waist as he fucked me hard to his own climax. The next man took me in the same position and someone began strumming my engorged clit as I continued sucking cocks surrounding my head.

I orgasmed, again. My mouth released the cock inside but my fingers somehow found it and continued stroking it. No cock had yet cum in my mouth. Another cock spewed cum into me and the cock I was holding moved away and to my cunt. Through the haze of lust consuming me, I realized my mouth was the staging for the next fuck. After this one came inside me, I was flipped over on my hands and knees. A cock slammed into my cunt and fucked me for a moment before pulling out and pressing at my asshole. He had entered my cunt only for the spent cum of other men to use as lubrication. He pressed past my sphincter and I gasped around another cock in my mouth. It felt good... the switch... and his size was easier than Leroy.

My awareness of my surroundings melded into one cock after another, one orgasm after another. I quickly lost track of my orgasms and the number of climaxes in my cunt or ass. At some point, when a cock pulled out while I was on my hands and knees, I pulled off the cock in my mouth as he moved and my head sagged. My eyes happened to focus on something behind me as I peered between my splayed legs. Obscene. Outrageous. Amazing. A long thread of cum was hanging from my cunt lips. I watched a pair of huge black thighs approach me and a pole-sized cock smoothly enter my gaping cunt. As it did, spent cum flowed out around this large cock. Though my cunt was loosened by the fucking of maybe 6 men, I immediately recognized it as Leroy's. I felt him lean over my back and nestle his lips through my hair to my ear.

"What a slut you are, Miss Trish." I gasped as he pulled back and slammed his monster fully and deeply into me. I could hear the squishing his cock caused as it pressed through my hole. "Look up and see Jerome." I did as he instructed. I had to blink a couple of times to properly focus but found Jerome sitting with legs spread and his hand stroking that beautiful cock. I tore my eyes from his cock to his face. He wore a very pleased smile and blew me a kiss when our eyes met. I weakly smiled back. "He's happy... more than happy, Miss Trish. He said you've exceeded every thought he had about a slut."

"Oh... God... God help... me, Leroy, but... I love... all this."

He hadn't slowed his cock moving in and out of me. Then, he chuckled, "Ready for me to fuck your ass, then?"

"OH... FUCK... YESSSSS! Fuck me, Leroy. Make me cum, again. Fuck my ass!"

Leroy flooded my already messy asshole. My orgasm was stupendous. The caring lover he was to me he held me tightly against his body as we both spent ourselves. After, he gently lowered me to the cushions, his cock slowly sliding out of my ass like a long snake. I collapsed on my front gasping. When my eyes opened, I found several sets of bare feet. I rolled over and sat up with a struggle. All the guys were lounging in chairs spread around the stern deck. I looked at the guys around me and blushed. I couldn't help it. The only one I hadn't fucked was Jerome. Ten guys had fucked me and spent their seed in my cunt or ass. I was a sweaty, drained slut. Jerome's aspirations for me had been completely fulfilled. And it was only the beginning... and I knew it looking at them.