Intervention

"You want us to what???"

"I need your help!" I answered. I sat in the basement of our house with my husband's closest friends - Bill, John, and Randy. "You've seen how he's changed. He hardly ever talks to you guys anymore. And when's the last time you played golf together? This has to work!"

I watched the guys as they looked at each other, not even daring to look me in the eyes. They knew my husband, Tom, had been acting weird, and now they knew why, but they still weren't convinced my solution was the best one.

You see, Tom is addicted to porn. It started about a year ago when he turned 40. Videos, magazines, computer - doesn't matter. As soon as he gets home, he heads straight to the basement which he's converted to his own private porn world. Movies and magazines line the walls. He spends hours down here masturbating over and over, rarely even coming out to eat. And when he does come out, he heads straight to bed. We haven't made love in over 6 months, and then only because it was our anniversary and I threw a major fit about it.

I had tried everything I could think of to break this habit. I have dressed in my sexiest lingerie and tried to seduce him, but he just ignored me and kept his eyes glued to the sex on tv. I tried to hide the movies, but he just went out and bought more, until eventually I just gave them back. I finally decided that he needed a shock to his system to get him to break out of it, which brings me to the present situation.

"Let me get this straight," John said, "you want us to pretend to have sex with you so that when Tom walks in, he'll get a shock and you can convince him to get rid of the porn?"

All three of them were shifting uncomfortably in their chairs. They were married themselves, and were committed family men, not the type who would try to take any opportunity to fuck, which was why I knew I could trust them to help me pull this off.

"Jeez, if my wife ever found out...", Randy stated, looking at the other two and seeing the same look coming back.

"Please?" I begged. "This may be the only thing that could save our marriage."

After a couple more looks between them, Bill finally shrugged and asked, "What did you have in mind?"

I knew just the thing. Tom had bought it just the week before, and had even showed it to me, before shuffling off to the basement for a weekend of self-gratification. It was titled "Cock Whores" and depicted a young blonde being taken by three men at once. I knew if Tom saw me in such a pose with his three best friends, things would change in an instant. At least I hoped so.

After showing the cover to the guys, I suggested that we get undressed, as Tom got home at four o'clock exactly every day, and we only had thirty minutes left. The guys blushed a little as they stood and began to undress. I felt a slight twinge of embarrassment as I took off my blouse and skirt, exposing my undergarments, but steeled myself with the thought that it didn't matter if three men saw me naked, if only I got my husband back.

I unsnapped my bra and, after a deep breath, took it off. For a moment, the three men stopped to look at my bare breasts. I knew they weren't porn quality, but I had always thought they were nice, and obviously, the guys did, too. When they noticed I was watching them stare, they quickly busied themselves with removing the rest of their clothes. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my panties and began to slide them over my hips.

I faltered for a moment as they started to remove their underwear. Suddenly I was confronted with the sight of three hard cocks. I couldn't help but stare for a moment, as I had never seen any cock in person besides my husband's. I had always thought my husband was big, around 6 inches, but I realized now that was probably closer to average. John's was about the same length, maybe a bit longer, but noticeably thicker. Randy's was about the same thickness as Tom, but looked about an inch or two longer. But Bill had the best of both worlds - thick and long. It topped Randy by at least an inch! No wonder his wife was always smiling!

Once we were all naked, we sat back down and waited for Tom to get home. We tried to carry on a conversation, but found it hard to talk normally while sitting with three other naked people. Eventually though, the newness of it all wore off, and the guys all softened to their normal flaccid states. It was almost back to normal by the time four o'clock rolled around, and we almost forgot that we had no clothing. I must have lost track of the time, because suddenly I heard Tom's car pull into the garage.

"He's here!" I jumped up and pulled the coffee table out of the center of the room. Why hadn't I thought to do that before?

John, Bill, and Randy stood up, their limp cocks hanging down. "Where do you want us?" John asked.

"Bill, you lay on the floor and I'll straddle you. John, you kneel behind me like your taking me in the ass. Randy, you stand in front of my face. When you hear him coming down the stairs, starting moving back and forth like your doing me, and wait for him to get in the room. Everyone got that? Okay, let's hurry and get ready."

Bill quickly lay down on the floor and I moved over him, straddling his hips. It felt weird to be sitting on top of a naked man who was not my husband, and I could feel the heat from his stomach pressing against mine. John knelt behind me, and I motioned Randy to step close to my face, until his limp cock was about 6 inches away.

I could hear my husband moving around upstairs in the kitchen. What was he doing? He ALWAYS comes down to the basement as soon as he gets home. Why was he changing his routine? And today of all days? I suddenly had doubts. Suppose he didn't take this serious? He would see their soft cocks and know we weren't really doing anything, and everything would stay the same!

I suddenly became aware that Bill's cock was starting to harden beneath me. I looked down at his face and he whispered, "I'm sorry! I can't help it." I closed my eyes as I felt it rise between my legs. By some coincidence, the head rose up to lodge directly into the opening of my pussy. I was surprised to feel I was already wet. After 6 months of no sex, it's not surprising that I was feeling turned on by being around three naked men, but the timing couldn't have been worse.

The heat and wetness of my cunt only served to encourage Bill's cock to grow faster. I bit my lip as the head delved deeper into my wetness. "No," I cried softly, a tear slowly rolling down my cheek. "Oh, God, no."

Bill had his eyes screwed shut, an expression of half-pleasure, have-pain on his face as if he was experiencing the most exquisite torture. I closed my eyes as I felt his over-size cock stretching my neglected pussy. It wasn't fair, I told myself. Six months is too long to go without loving of any kind, and I couldn't help it if my body responded whether I wanted it to or not.

I felt something bump my nose and my eyes snapped open to reveal Randy's large cock waving in front of me. "Oops, sorry," he apologized, pulling back a few inches until his throbbing cock bobbed just inches from my wide eyes. I was mesmerized at the size of it, so like my husband's, and yet so noticeably different. A wetness began to appear at the tip of it, and I watched as a pearly drop began to form.

Bill shifted his weight slightly beneath me and his cock pushed in another inch. Light exploded behind my eyes as an orgasm rocked me to the core, causing my body to shake. Blindly, I reached out and pulled Randy to me, opening my mouth to take his wonderful hardness into my waiting mouth. Seeing this, Bill took hold of my hips and pulled me down fully onto his massive cock. I barely had time to get used to the fullness of it before he began to thrust into me with a persistent rhythm. Randy wrapped his fingers in my hair and began sliding his long cock deeper into my mouth, virtually fucking my face.

I had lost control of my senses at this point and had surrendered fully to the pleasure I was feeling. Suddenly, Bill impaled me upon his cock and held me still. I came out of my fog enough to wonder why he had stopped when I felt a burning sensation in my asshole. John was pushing his thick cock into my ass! I had never had anal sex before, refusing Tom the few times he has asked, but was too far gone to argue, even if Randy would have taken his cock out of my mouth long enough to let me.

The three of them settled into a steady rhythm, filling my pussy and ass with cock while opening my throat as well. I lost count of the orgasms as these men took everything I had to offer. My asshole suddenly got warm and sloppy as John stiffened and filled me with his hot cum. Seconds later, Randy blew a huge load in my mouth, shooting it down my throat. He shot so much come that it backed up and began to leak out my mouth. This must have had the right effect on Bill, for he thrust deep inside me and emptied his own gallons of cum deep inside me where no man had ever touched me before.

We were all calming down, with Randy's member softening in my mouth as I suckled the last drops from it, when I felt hot splashes land across my back. I looked up to see my husband, Tom, grinning ear-to-ear as he jerked his cock onto me.

"That was great!" Tom exclaimed, happily. "When can you guys do it again?"

I started to laugh sloppily around Randy's cock and felt it stiffen in response. I felt like Bill was getting harder as well, and John hadn't moved from his spot either. Bill looked up at me and whispered, "It didn't work."

I squeezed my pussy around his thick cock, as John started to slide back into my ass. I took Randy's now hard cock from my mouth long enough to whisper back, "Says who?"