My Wife My Slut Slave

Notes:

All characters are over 18; actually most are over 40.

There is some sex of dubious consent in this chapter.

This is a work of fiction and the protagonist is an asshole. And their relationship is unhealthy.

The Boat

I took my wife on a business outing on a boat -- actually, more of a party barge. The boat belonged to Steve, the head of sales, and the outing was a relatively small gathering of a select few people from the office. The host wore only swimtrunks, which I'm pretty sure he deducted from his taxes, like his boat, since he entertained clients on it. He was tanned and muscular and, while his hair was turning grey, it was well done and included a generous crop on his chest. Right now, he was mixing cocktails for us on the lower deck of the boat, acting the gracious host, mainly to the two women on board.

Katie, my shapely secretary was wearing a blue bikini which showed off her own tan skin and muscular abs. Her hair was a blonde waterfall to her bare shoulders. Her strapless top showed off her cleavage but she demurely had a wrap tied around her waist, gapped at one side just enough to reveal one long, muscular, evenly tanned leg. She laughed at one of Steve's jokes.

The other woman of course was my wife Mary, her own hair down around her shoulders. I'd dressed her in a brown brocade bikini with gold clips as accents at her hips, on either side of her tits and at her back and neck. It wasn't strapless -- she needed the support -- but had straps from the tops of her cups. joining at the back of her neck. She looked good. The regular workouts and diet had made her own abs muscular, though still softer than Katie's. Her curvy legs stretched from her big ass to muscular calves and attractive feet. Both women had drinks in hand -- though Mary had had several more than Katie - and were barefoot on the deck and surrounded by the men on the boat.

Our CFO Mark, a large black man with just enough of a belly to spill over his swim trunks and a Hawaiian shirt open in front, was drinking a beer. Next to him was Bill, his skinny pale body a contrast to Mark. He was a very junior executive and spent a lot of time near my office chatting up Katie and, when she wasn't available, my wife. I didn't really know the other three guys. All of the us, including Bill, were dressed more or like Mark with their own Hawaiian shirts gapping, wearing flip flops.

After we'd all had a few drinks, I announced, "Gentlemen and ladies," I bowed to Katie and Mary at the bar, who looked worried, "thank you for coming today. It's gatherings like these that bring a company together. And thank you to Steve for hosting." He nodded graciously. "I chose you all because I thought you would want to take part in today's entertainment." I leered a little drunkenly at Mary. She sighed and set her drink on the bar. I went to her and walked around her, trailing my hand on her bare shoulder, until I was behind her. She didn't resist as I put my arms around her waist, but she didn't seem particularly excited at what I was doing either. I ran my hands up her body, over her tits and then, my arms under her armpits, I clasped them behind her neck in a full nelson. "Alright, boys, time for some fun."

The group of men surged in hungrily. "Wait, no!" Mary started but I wasn't certain whether she was protesting what was about to happen or how I was holding her. I unhooked the clasp of her top from behind her neck as I dragged her up onto a table. "Tom, I don't want..." but she didn't finish as I covered her mouth with one hand, leaving the other behind her neck in the wrestling hold, her arms still pulled up at the armpits. All she could do with her arms and hands was flap them uselessly.

"Get her legs," I said, and two of the guys grabbed them. "Open her up," I said, meaning her thighs. Bill was trying to get Mary's bikini bottom off as the guys pulled her legs up and apart. "Undo the clasps," I said to Bill, a little exasperated. It only took a little time for Bill to figure out how to do that and then he was able to strip the brown cloth off my wife, revealing her mousy brown bush. Her vagina, which I could tell was swelling with lust, was wide open. I felt an arm between my chest and her back and looked over to see Katie, reaching to undo the clasp at the back of Mary's top. Then she pulled it off, baring Mary's ample, yet pale, breasts. Mary was squirming, but not too hard. I think she was giving me what she thought I wanted, which was the illusion we were raping her. She was right. I knew that, with all I'd had her do so far, she would have just fucked these guys. She would have balked at how many, but I had the power to override her resistance. Still, I wanted it to seem forced. "As our host, I think Steve should go first."

Steve had no problems undoing his expensive swim trunks and letting his cock out. I knew he was married but he never seemed to hesitate at getting some pussy on the side. "Haha, you've got quite the hellcat there," Steve said. It wasn't strictly accurate but more what one expected to hear in a situation like this. Grabbing Mary's big ass with one hand, he guided his cock into her waiting pussy. She groaned under my hand; she was extremely turned on, more, I think, from the idea of being forced than from Steve. But he was good looking so maybe it was that too.

Once in, Steve grabbed his martini as he started pumping my wife. We could hear the slap of his hips and balls on Mary's big, bare ass. "Oh, yeah, baby, you like that, don't you." Then, to the group, "She's so wet. It's some of that 'Steve magic.'" Everybody smiled but most of them seemed like they were just humoring him. Then he was focusing, grunting. "Uh, uh, so tight." I was spellbound, my own cock rock hard and digging into my wife's back. While I knew Mary was going along with this, the illusion of me holding her while she was raped filled my mind with lust. Finishing his martini, Steve started mauling my wife's tits with his hands. Mary started to squirm more, obviously trying to get them out of reach of his rough ministrations. He didn't notice at first but, when he did, he grabbed one nipple and twisted.

"Aaaahhh," Mary said, her voice muffled by my hand. Steve smiled cruelly and twisted more, his hips revving up as he fucked her faster and harder. "Aaahhhh," Mary said again, curving her hips up then tensing her entire body. I realized she was coming. Steve didn't notice or didn't care. When he was ready, he grabbed both of my wife's hips and pulled himself deep into them.

"Oh, yeah," Steve groaned, obviously coming. Once he was done, he pulled out, pulled up his swim trunks, fastened them, grabbed his martini, and got out from between my wife's legs, saying, "Who's next?"

"Yeah, who wants sloppy seconds?" one of the guys asked and we all laughed.

"Mm mm mm," Mary said incomprehensibly into my hand.

Mark took Steve's place, saying, "I'll take it. She'll need the extra lube for this Alabama black snake," and he pulled down his own trunks. He was indeed quite big. Mary's eyes got big and she forgot to squirm as she saw the black man's big, thick, black cock. I knew Mary wasn't into black guys - she just wasn't attracted to them -- but I also knew that chicks loved big cocks. Of course, if they're too big then they're scary; and Mark's was easily that big. Mary, though, wasn't small herself, and had the hips and pelvis to take a lot.

Mary must have squeezed something because a gob of Steve's jizz glopped out of her pussy right before Mark thrust his oversized cock into it. "Oooohhhh," Mary said around my hand, her eyes all but rolling into the back of her head.

"Hehe," Mark chuckled, his voice deep and low. Then he slammed his hips into Mary's thighs, thrusting his cock hard and deep, twice in succession. He looked around at his all-white colleagues and said, "Once you go black, you never go back." He looked back at me, smiling ferally. "Sorry, Tom, that's just how it is."

"That's okay," I said, my own smile matching his. I was actually conflicted because I could feel jealousy rising in me, the jealousy of a small child sharing a toy. But lust finally won out, "Knock the back out of this bitch." Mark's eyes widened in surprise, then his feral look returned and, holding both Mary's hips, he started fucking her hard, her body being slammed up against mine he was thrusting so hard. Each thrust brought a little squeak from Mary, muffled by my hand -- my palm was getting wet from her lips and from the occasional lick or her tongue.

"I'm bottoming out," Mark explained as he continued to fuck my wife, his pelvis still mashing her clit, squeezing her pleasure center between their two pelvic bones even as the head of his cock smashed her cervix. He was breathing hard and fast now. "Ooohhh." Mark finally came. I thought Mary couldn't come twice for two men but I was wrong. Her back was arching and she'd forgotten to struggle against my arms or the hand on her face.

"Mmmmm," she squealed out her orgasm. When she did, just like Steve, Mark held himself in, his cock buried hilt deep in Mary's cunt. Then, he quickly pulled out and an even bigger glob of come came out.

It must have grossed out the guys because when I asked for a volunteer to go next, nobody seemed ready to step up.

"Let me help," Katie, who had been standing next to her female coworker, said. She shoved three fingers into Mary's cunt and scooped out a load of jizz, then wiped it on Mary's thigh. After another scoop, she took Mary's bikini bottoms and shoved those into the older woman's cunt, twisting them around, cleaning the inside of Mary's vagina like she was washing a cup. Mary's eyes were closed and she was silent except her heavy breathing. "There you go," she said after she finished. "Now, who's next?"

"Won't she be dry?"

"A little dryness helps, doesn't it, Mary?" Mary shook her head in disagreement. One of the guys, a short, swarthy man named, I think his name was Eric, stepped up. He guided his cock into Mary's waiting, exposed pussy. Almost as soon as he started thrusting, he groaned.

"Oh, yeah, that feels good. So intense," Eric said. Mary, for her part, groaned again and I could tell that she was also getting more sensation from being dry. She told me later that some of it was pain, which only made it better. My love was twisting and squirming in my arms, but just as much from pleasure as from discomfort. Katie had ended up holding one of Mary's legs and she wrapped both her arms around the pale thigh, immobilizing it. Katie and Mark, who had her other leg, held her legs in place as her pelvis twirled like a kaleidoscope. Eric's swarthy hips were hitting Mary's thighs softer and with shorter strokes than the previous two guys, his black pubic hairs long enough to mingle with Mary's brown bush.

"Unngghhh," Eric said after only a few strokes. He hadn't lasted long and, rather than making another guy fuck a cunt full of cum, he had pulled out and shot his load on Mary's pale pelvis and dirty blonde bush, gumming it with white viscous fluid.

"I'm next." Bill was undoing his shorts and pushing his way forward like he was afraid this might all end before he got a turn. Dropping his shorts but still wearing his shirt, he revealed his cock -- unlike the others here he was uncircumcised -- and started tugging it before spitting on his hand and rubbing it. I grabbed Mary tighter and clamped my hand harder on her mouth. We both had seen enough porn to realize that Bill had watched too much. He probably believed that a gob of spit acted as lube for anal sex. Mary didn't react until she felt his cock against her back door, then she tried to squirm all over the place, trying to get away or to free her mouth to protest, but Katie and I and Mark all just laughed and held her in place.

"Nnnnnnn..." Mary said as the skinny guy impaled her asshole with almost no lubrication. "Nnnn..." she said again, her whole body tensed as she absorbed the invasion of his cock into her asshole.

"Oh, yeah, you like that, don't you," Bill huffed, totally missing the point. He started fucking her asshole, hips going in and out. He wasn't slamming them into my wife's ass like the other guys and he looked kind of like a figure on an expensive cuckoo clock -- if they made a particularly naughty one. Mary told me later that it burned, of course; I could. see that the brown ring was being alternately pushed in and pulled out by the thin man's cock. Mary strained hard against her captors, including me, but eventually relaxed, though her eyes continued to water or maybe tear. She was out of energy and her bowels had finally lubed the young man's cock. "Oh, yeah, I seen you watching me," Bill said, in kind of a fantasy world. "You been wanting my cock in your asshole this entire time."

"She has," I lied, adding to his private monologue. "She's let it slip a couple of times that she's wondered what it would be like to have you in her back door."

"That's what I thought," the younger man said as he continued his strange jerky fucking, his bony hips like dull axes into Mary's extremely cushioned ass. He didn't last long either. "Oh oh oh," the skinny executive said as he pulled out of Mary's ass. I could see her asshole actually pooch out a little bit one last time. She strained against the three of us again as he raw dogged out of my wife's lubeless anus. Then he shot his load on her chapped brown eye. "Uuuggghhhh..." he said. Well, I thought, at least she'll be lubed for the next guy.

I couldn't remember the name of the next guy but he shot Bill a look. I thought it was because the skinny guy, fixing his trunks, had shot his load where the new guy wanted to go. But then I remembered this guy had been asking about lube earlier. He rubbed the head of his cock around in Bill's semen before pushing his own way into Mary's back door. After the anal torture of Bill, she didn't seem to mind getting buttfucked by this guy. He had a more natural thrusting motion and soon both of them were humming along together. "Mmmmm..." With Mary more relaxed, Katie had a hand free and she started rubbing my wife's clit. I relaxed my hand on her face as Mary started humming louder and harder. She was coming again, I realized, another orgasm from anal sex with a stranger - and a coworker to boot. The new guy had his hips thrust hard up against Mary's ass as it was his turn to come, his unseen cock filling her colon with semen. Katie didn't stop rubbing Mary's clit and Mary kept orgasming.

Mary's keening into my hand just increased as the last guy of the group penetrated her pussy. "Damn, she's wet," he said as he started fucking her. "I don't think I've ever felt wetter. Certainly not my wife," he said, grinning at all of us. He was a mousy blonde man; I think he was from accounting -- Steve knew him. As he said that, I swore I could hear his cock sloshing around in my wife's pussy.

I let go of Mary's mouth so she could cum loudly without hindrance. "Ohhhhh, yeeeessss, fuck my pussy!"

"You're such a whore," I said.

She knew this game now. "I'm such a whore!" she practically sang. "Oooohhhh."

Katie was practically laughing. "Damn, I wish I could cum like that!"

"Well, you know," Steve started.

"Back off, pervert," Katie answered good-naturedly. "I know your wife and your parents." Whether Katie was serious or not that shut him up.

"Aaaaaahhhh..." Mary continued, writhing, her head twisting back and forth. The guy from accounting was biting his lip and staring at my wife's naked body as he held her big hips and kept thrusting, the sounds of their flesh smacking filling the room. "Oh, no. Stop! It's too much!" Mary yelled. The accountant pulled out and shot his load onto the drying mess left by Eric, caking Mary's pelvis and pubes with more cum. Katie kept masturbating Mary until Mary was almost uncontrollable, then stopped, smiling a huge shit-eating grin. "Ugh," Mary said, wilting.

"Let her down," I said and Katie and Mark let her legs down so she was standing up, though I kept hold of her arms. I looked over her shoulders at the beautiful swell of her tits that were still hanging down.

"My knees are weak," my wife said, having been gangbanged or gangraped, depending on your point of view, by a bunch of our coworkers.

"Well, better get down on them," I said and started pushing her down. She actually kind of collapsed onto her knees. I stood behind her and held her arms up still, my arm around her elbows which were at waist height. She folded her arms on top of mine. "Time to suck some cock," I said and she didn't even protest.

"Me first," Katie said and I was surprised.

Mary was too. "Wait, no... I don't... That is, I'm not a le..." and then Katie was on her. She straddled my kneeling wife and, crotch in Mary's face, pulled the front of her bikini bottoms aside. Mary had to lean back into me to get the right position to get the pussy in her mouth. I was the only one who had the angle to see Katie's pussy. She had a lot of hair down there, though the individual hairs were thin, and, unlike Mary's, it was completely blonde. My secretary winked at me as she grabbed my wife's head. There was a pause and then Katie finally moaned in pleasure. Mary was licking pussy for the first time in her life. "Not there," Katie said, then, "Yeah, there," as she moved Mary's head around. "I'm really a leftie," she said at one point, I guess referencing where on her clit to lick. "Lick it like you like yours licked," then, "Ohhhhh, yaaaahhh, like that..."

We all watched in fascination at this little lesbian demonstration. Mary had her nose in her coworker's, technically her boss's, bush, her jaw working as she licked pussy. We could smell Katie's snatch getting hot. Finally, Katie's knees also started to buckle as she started to come, "Oh, yes. Yes! YES!" She waited there, knees bent, head back, then stood back up, pulling her swimsuit back into place. She looked around. "I hope you guys enjoyed that." Of course, we all did; there wasn't a limp cock in the boat.

"Who's next?" I asked.

Bill, the guy from our department, came forward, cock out again as he tugged it. "She do ass to mouth?"

"She does what I tell her to," I said. Mary didn't say anything.

The skinny guy stood in front of my wife and she snagged his cock into her mouth and started sucking the not-quite-hard uncircumcised penis. "Uh, oh, yeah," Bill said, then, holding Mary's elbows gently where they rested above my crossed arms. He started doing his weird pumping into my wife's mouth. It was weird but it was just the right length to make Mary cough and choke.

"Pffft," Mary blew through her nose with each thrust. Bill didn't last long and soon pulled out and shot his load in Mary's face. She closed her eyes and just took the goo on her face.

Mark was next, the black cock stretching Mary's jaw. She always did have a small mouth. He did little brief strokes so he didn't gag her. Mary's cheeks were sucked in and she had her eyes closed as she gave the black man head. I knew she hated the taste of black cock but, since there was no way out of it, she worked through it. "Your wife sucks cock like a champ," Mark said, grinning, a comment which some husbands might have thought an insult, though I didn't think he meant it as such.

"She gets lots of practice," I said, leaning into his statement, sounding like the lord of my wife. Mary finally choked as Mark closed his eyes and held still, his whole body tense. Then she was swallowing the black man's cum, her throat working.

"Unnggghhh. Yeah, bitch, swallow it all," Mark said.

Steve was next, standing in front of my kneeling wife and flopping his half limp cock at her face. Once she got it into her mouth, she sucked it hard in a manner of seconds and then Steve grabbed her head and started pushing his pelvis inexorably forward. Mary had her head back against my thighs, trying to pull away but with nowhere to go. The sales leader held her head on either side to keep her from twisting away. Their eyes were locked as Steve pushed his cock slowly down my kneeling wife's throat. Unable to suck, Mary opened her mouth wide and her forearms flailed around above where I was gripping her elbows. Steve stopped with his balls on Mary's chin and then pulled slowly out again until Mary took in a deep, ragged breath. Then he was pushing back in. "Mark is right," Steve grunted as he buried his cock once again completely down my wife's throat, "you do have a good cocksucker."