It was Saturday on a cool fall day and my wife Julie and I were bored out of our minds. She had been talking a lot lately of trying some new things to spice up our sex life. I was all for this, as I have long fantasized of seeing her letting other men fuck her brains out. She was not too sure about doing anything that extreme, but said she’d give it some thought.
Julie is one hot wet dream with shoulder length blond hair, perfect pouting breasts, and an ass that any man would beg to bury his tongue in. Finding men willing to pound her raw would be no problem if only I could get her to go along. Everywhere we go guys are turning their heads to watch her swing her sweet ass on by.
Over lunch, out of nowhere, Julie blurts out “Today’s the day, I am so horny I could scream and I want a wild adventure tonight. I’ll try whatever you want me to do! “ She looked a little embarrassed after she said this while waiting for my response.
I said great, lets do some shopping for a really wild outfit for you and we can check into a hotel and go from there.
We started at Victoria’s Secret (of course) in our pursuit of the perfect sex clothes for my juicy little wife to be sacrificed in. We picked out a delicate, lacy, black and white bra and panty set. Also a matching necklace like the kind a princess would wear, and some hot earrings. Also a very short slut skirt that could be quickly slid off. Next we went to the leather store and picked out some bad ass leather boots that came to mid thigh and an equally bad ass leather jacket. When she tried it all on I almost came in my pants!
About 7:00 we checked into a nice downtown hotel and set about preparing for our adventure. I decided we should get some dinner first and then go to a club. Julie didn’t say much during dinner but I could see in her eyes that she was thinking about all the slutty things she wanted to do later.
When we walked into the club all eyes were on Julie. The place was packed and ninety percent of the customers were men in their mid thirtys. Julie had decided to wear only the jacket without a blouse under so she could easily show her dance partners what she had to offer inside. We saw a table for four with only two men sitting at it so we introduced ourselves and sat down. Brad and Tom said they were in town on business for a week and had finished their work and were ready for a good time.
By the time our second round of drinks arrived, Julie and Brad were already on the dance floor. From where we were sitting I could just make them out. Brad was behind her grinding his pelvis into her beautiful ass while reaching into her now open jacket and pleasing his hands on her juicy tits. Tom said, “ I’d like to get in on some of that.”
I responded, “Strike while the iron is hot, go for it.” With that Tom got up and walked onto the dance floor and joined them.
Now the two of them had Julie sandwiched between them. Tom had her locked in a deep tongue kiss while Brad lifted the back of her skirt and played with her dripping wet pussy. She had lost all sense of where she was or who she was with, she only knew she wanted these hard men using her body until she couldn’t take it anymore. Other men started to get into the act and their hands were everywhere. Julie stood with her legs spread wide, gyrating her hips while the music played and all the men fingered her holes and sucked her exposed tits. Some of the men began to take their cocks out of their pants and they passed her tiny hands around as she eagerly jacked their meat.
When the next song ended, suddenly Julie was back at the table with Brad and Tom. She looked at me with glassy eyes and whispered, “ I’m ready now, if I don’t get fucked soon I think I’ll explode.” We quickly paid the bill and headed for the hotel in my car. All three of them sat in the back with Julie in the middle. No one said much during the ride. All I could hear was the sound of the two men making out with my wife and her faint moans as they worked her succulent body over. Once I heard Julie beg in a whisper, “Please don’t stop, make me cum.”
“Don’t worry baby, you’re going to come plenty tonight, but not until we’ve done everything that we want to do with you,” Tom whispered seductively in her ear.
We entered our hotel room and locked the door behind us with the “do not disturb” sign on it. This was it, time to fulfill all of my fantasies about my slut wife in real life. Brad turned to me and said, “We’ll do this alright but there are going to be some conditions. We don’t want you changing your mind and telling us to stop just as we are about to get our rocks off in your slut, understand?"
“Sure," I said.
Tom approached me, “I don’t think you do, you can watch what we are about to do, but only if we can tie you to a chair and gag you.”
I thought about it for a minute while I glanced over to the bed where Julie was lost in another world rubbing herself between her long sexy legs. What could I say? I wanted to see her hammered by these two studs more than anything else in the world right now. Reluctantly, I mumbled, “Fine.”
The guys pulled up a chair about six feet from the bed proceeded to bind me very tightly to it. Then Brad said, “We’ll try it without the gag for now but if you utter one word we WILL shut you up.”