The Wager

1: The Game Begins

How could this fucking happen? We have only been
married eighteen goddamn months. I first met Jill at a
church social in her hometown. Jill was a beautiful
young lady with a religious upbringing. Her parents
required her to attend church every Sunday.

We dated for about a year. A year I refer to as the
'Blue-Balls' year. We were married in the spring of
'98 and all was right in the world. Money was our only
problem. I was barely making enough money to cover the
necessities and the rent on a crappy little apartment
downtown.

I was working as an accountant with a local firm but I
came to realize the firm and I were going nowhere
slowly. I began to look around and a recruiter turned
me onto an opportunity with the construction firm, so
I scheduled the interview. The construction firm had
offices throughout the US but this position was out on
the West Coast. I talked it over with Jill and she was
excited about trying a new adventure. The owner, Roger
Booth, was a larger than life personality.

Roger is an imposing figure at over six-foot tall and
ruggedly handsome. Truth told it is his dynamic
personality that sets him apart. Jill and I were both
swept up in his charisma. The money was great and the
job sounded perfect. Jill and I enjoyed Roger's
company during the interview cycle so it was an easy
decision. Anyway, upon accepting a position with
Roger's company, Jill and I moved out to LA from
Reston, Virginia.

Even after repeated warning from Roger, Jill and I
were unprepared for the West Coast pace of life. We
found LA a huge metropolis that was rich in culture,
nightlife and every form of activity one heart could
desire. We were amazed at the sheer number of people,
everywhere. Everyone was on the go and seemed driven
to get there without regard of their neighbor.

Laid-back my ass, this place was fast paced and money
driven. Roger promised to ease us into 'it.' He did
not specify what 'it' was. Roger took us under his
wing since we were the 'new k**s on the block'. He was
the center of our social universe. It all started at
Roger's house on a Saturday as we watched a basketball
game between Virginia State, our alma mater, and UCLA,
Roger's alma mater. That was three months ago.

Upon our arrival, the game was already in the second
period and Virginia State was in the lead by 15
points. Jill teased Roger through the third quarter.
Roger looked across the room at Jill and said the now
infamous words.

“Put your money where your mouth is.”

Roger loves to gamble. He is constantly on the
telephone with one bookie or another while we slave
for him at the office. I thought he was crazy wagering
the kind of money he does but he always seemed to win
though, or at least minimize his loses.

My darling wife retorted with, “I'll bet that State
wins this going away.”

“You're on,” was Roger's reply.

I leaned over to Jill and asked, “What's the wager?
Remember honey, Roger is a high roller with lots of
bucks to back it up.”

Jill brushed it off by saying, “I'll cover any bet he
decides on. Look at the score. How can I lose?”

With those famous last words the fourth quarter
started. State's lead had dwindled to 10 points. State
fought gallantly and I had to admit that it was an
exciting finish. Unfortunately for my wife, UCLA won
by three.

“Well my dear,” Roger said with a smile. “Seems I
heard you would cover any bet I decided on. I heard
you correctly didn't I?

“Yes you did,” my wife answered smugly. “Call your
wager.”

“Well let's see. Today, I bet a grand on UCLA by two
and a half and another grand on the over. Seems fair
that you double my money.”

“What!” My wife sat down dumbfounded. “Roger, we don't
have that kind of money right now. I thought you were
thinking ten to twenty dollars.”

Like an idiot, I piped in saying; “I told you he was a
high roller.”

“What're we going to do sweetheart,” Jill asked with a
twinge of concern.

Roger said, “Look let's take a dip in the pool and
I'll think this over. OK?”

“Sounds okay by me. Jill?”

“Sure. Roger, where can I put on my bathing suit?
Bobby, I'll meet you out back.”

“Bobby, you can change in the bathroom. Hey, 'Big
Guy,” why don't you wipe us up some Margaritas,” Roger
suggested. “The fixings are at the pool-side bar.”

I stepped into the bathroom and put my suit on while
Roger showed Jill to the master bedroom to change. I
was out at the pool for about thirty minute before
Jill and Roger emerged from the house. Jill had chosen
one of her sexiest swimsuits. It was a white one piece
cut high on her thighs and cut low to show cleavage.
The material was shear and her nipples were hard and
visible. Her large breasts swung freely as she
approached. I stole a glance at her pussy and noticed
that her thick cunt lips were visible through the
material as well.

In fact, I noticed a goodly amount of moisture had
wetted the material. Jill's pussy can become very wet
when she is aroused. Roger was wearing Speedo's and
the outline of his very large cock was evident, a cock
that was just now receding back to its normal size. A
large wet spot surrounded the tip of his cock. My mind
could not grasp what was my eyes saw. What happened
inside the house while I was here in the backyard? I
looked at Jill and noticed she was having a difficult
time looking at me.

“Have you two decided on your wager?” I inquired.

“Yes, I believe we have,” was Roger's response. “Jill,
are we in agreement or are you going to 'welsh' on the
bet?”

“No,” Jill stammered. “No, I'll honor the bet.” Having
said all she was going to say, Jill dove into the cool
water of the pool.

Roger laughed and said; “There it's settled.” Then he
dove into the pool. I sat the drinks down on the table
and joined the swimmers. The three of us swam, drank
and frolicked in the water. We had a blast. Whatever
Jill was embarrassed about appeared to be forgotten.

As we drove home from Roger's at about nine that
night, I inquired about the wager. Our lives changed
at that moment.

“Well are you going to tell me about your wager?”

“No,” was her response.

“Bull shit, Jill. I have a right to know. What is this
silly ass wager?”

“Bobby, I think I fucked up.”

I was shocked to hear her use such language. Jill
never cursed in my presence before. By the look on her
face, I knew something was wrong. I pulled over and
parked the car.

“OK, out with it,” I demanded in a stern voice.

“Please Bobby, don't be mad. When Roger showed me into
his bedroom, he immediately started to strip. I was
stunned and asked him to stop. He laughed and dropped
his pants. Bobby, except for you I have never seen a
man naked before. His thing was so big and the skin
covered the head completely. Then like some evil snake
it began to grow. As it became hard, the skin receded
until the head of his thing was visible.

“I was staring at it frozen in place. Roger asked if I
had ever seen a 'cock' as big as his. I just shook my
head no. Bobby, he was standing so close to me, as the
damn thing grew it closed the distance between us. I
stood there mesmerized. He reached out taking hold of
my wrist and placed his thing into my hand. My fingers
curled around it. His thing was so big that my fingers
could barely encircle it.

“My hand seemed to have a life of its own as I began
stoking it. It was so hard and hot. I could feel his
pulse throbbing along its entire length as my hand
moved slowly back and forth. I was still staring at it
when a clear drop of liquid seeped from the hole.
Roger wiped the drop off with his finger and smeared
it on my lips.

“Bobby, I don't understand what came over me but as he
wiped that drop on my lips I lost control. My tongue
slithered out craving the salty fluid. I licked my
lips and then his finger. Bobby, I know I was being
bad but I could not stop myself. Roger put his hands
on my shoulders and I knelt in front of him.

“His manhood was only inches from my lips. I leaned
forward and kissed it. Then I licked the entire head.
It was so hot in my mouth. My saliva began dripping
from my chin as I took hold of it with both hands. I
sucked on it until Roger moaned and his whole body
shuddered. He came in my mouth with such f***e that I
gagged. His juices flooded my mouth and throat until I
thought I was drowning in the salty mess. As I gagged
his juices squirted from my nose and mouth.

“I pulled that monster from my throat and it pulsed
again, coating my face with the white sticky fluid. It
was as if I was a crazy woman Bobby. I began to rub
his hardness all over my face as it pulsed more liquid
onto my skin. I could not get enough of his hot fluid
in my mouth or on my face. I used my fingers and his
thing to capture every drop. I licked him clean. Then
I looked up into his face and I knew I could deny him
nothing.”

I sat in stunned silence as Jill described the events.
I realized that my breath had become labored and my
cock was as hard as steel. The story was repulsing,
yet I could not recall ever being as turned on as at
that moment.

“Is that all that happened,” I asked.

“No, do you want to hear more?”

“Yes.”

“Bobby, he helped me off the floor and took my clothes
off. I stood before him in my high heels only. He told
me to turn around slowly. It was as if I was in a
trance as I obeyed his every command without question.
He told me to bend over and put me hands on the bed. I
was ordered to open my legs for him.

“He told me to spread my 'pussy lips' open so that he
could see deep into me. I was embarrassed but I have
never been that turned on. He moved behind me and
rubbed his thing along my slit. My juices were running
down my thighs. I remember thinking to myself how
strange it was that he was still hard. Bobby, you
always need some time or stimulation to get it back
up. He pushed the head of it into me. My vaginal walls
stretched to receive him. He continued to push himself
into me. He grabbed my hips and thrust himself deep
inside of me.

“Bobby, he fucked me and I liked it. His thing was
deeper inside of me than you ever have been. I never
knew sex could feel so good. Every stroke he smashed
into my cervix. The pain and the pleasure from the
pounding were all mixed together. It was wonder and
terrible. Then I felt an electrical charge course thru
my body and I climaxed. Bobby, you have made me climax
before but never like this.

“I exploded. My body convulsed and I pounded the bed.
My hair swung side to side until I thought that I my
head would separate from my neck. I saw colors and
stars. I know I was on the verge of passing out yet
Roger just kept pounding his hardness into me.
Finally, I could feel him swelling inside my vagina.

“For the first time in my life I felt the hot fluid
jetted for the tip of his cock and fill my hole. I
climaxed again. I could feel his penis swell and pulse
squirt after squirt into me. When he was done, his
thing softened and slid from my body. His juices
bubbled and belched from my vagina. He stood back and
admired his handy work. As I tried to stand up and
cover myself, he ordered me to stay as I was. That is
when he began snapping picture of me. Then he told me
the terms of our wager.”

When Jill paused, I demanded to know what the wager
was.

“Tell me, Jill. What is the fucking wager?”

“I am his sex slave for one month.”

I could not say anything. Jill broke the silence, “Are
you ok with all this, Bobby?”

“I cannot honestly tell you yes or no. Look at what
your story did to me.”

I pulled my cock out of my pants. Jill made a yummy
sound and bent over and took me into her mouth. My
beautiful blond wife bobbed up and down on my cock
until I exploded in her mouth. She sucked my balls dry
and licked the residue from my cock and balls. I felt
as if my life's bl**d had been sucked out threw my
cock.

“Wow, baby. That was the best blow job you have ever
given me.”

“Bobby, stop talking so dirty. You know I don't like
to hear that kind of talk from you.”

“Wait a minute, Jill. You just told me a story about
sucking and fucking my boss and your upset with the
way I talk?”

“Bobby, even with what has happened and what is going
to happen, I do not want it to change our
relationship.”

“OK beautiful. I understand.” I petted and stroked her
hair. “Jill, what happens if you say no to Roger?”

“This is where it gets nasty, Bobby. I asked Roger
that same question and his response was 'LA is a tough
town. I hope you and Bobby enjoy your life here'. He
threatened us yet he didn't threaten us. It was a
weird moment. Anyway, I decided to go along with him
on the sex thing. What is the worst thing that could
happen? I send some time in bed with your boss and you
become a valued employee.”

As we drove home, I pondered aloud, “I don't think
that that is the worst Roger can think up.”

When we arrived home, we went straight to bed. Jill
did something she never does, she stripped in front of
me and crawled into the bed pushing the cover down and
spreading her legs in invitation. She even rubbed her
finger threw her moist slit.

“You want some of this, Bobby? I can be your slut,
too.”

“Yes I do!”

I crawled between her legs and started to lick her wet
pussy.

“Oh, baby, yes eat me. Oh that feels so good. Lick
deep inside of me. Ooooo, that is sooo good. Mmmmm!”

I continued to eat her pussy as she thrashed about the
bed. I knew I was eating her 'used' pussy and it
spurred my passion on. I felt nasty and wicked. I knew
she was very close to cumming when her belly began to
contort as her muscles rippled. The next words Jill
spoke both shocked me and turned me on.

“Eat my cunt baby. Suck all of Roger's cum out of my
dirty slut hole.”

Then she came screaming. No words only a scream.

When her orgasm subsided and she became calm, I looked
into her eyes and she smiled.

“Was I a good little slut for you honey?”

“That was spectacular sweetheart. I have never heard
you talk dirty before and it excited me. I have never
seen you cum like that before. Did you enjoy it?”

“Mmmm, yes baby I did. Now make love to me.”

Jill and I engaged in a marathon of sexual pleasure.
We continued our lovemaking into the wee hours of the
morning before we feel apart and slept. That was the
last time we 'made love'.

2: The Date

Around noon the next day, I answered the telephone. It
was Roger calling.

“Bobby, I take it that Jill and you discussed the
wager. I promise you that you will get back a sexier
and more open lover. Jill will blossom into a true
woman. You can be sure that I will take excellent care
of her. Now let me talk to my newest sex slave.”

“Aaah, Roger. Look, I do not think that I am very
comfortable with this wager. Is there some other way
of satisfying the debt?”

“Not really Bobby my boy. You see after our little
tryst yesterday afternoon, I want more. Now Jill has
agreed and I demand my satisfaction. LA can be a cold
and heartless town for the dispossessed, Bobby-boy.”

There was the threat again. I quickly considered my
job and the money. The position my employment with
Roger has afforded Jill and I. I knew I was in a
hopeless position when I recalled Jill's own words, 'I
looked up into his face and I knew I could deny him
nothing'. I was sunk!

“Jill,” I called to her. As I handed her the
telephone, I informed her, “It's Roger.”

“Hi sweetie,” Jill said into the telephone. Then she
listened and hung up. She looked at me and said,
“Let's have something to eat. Then I have to fix
myself up because Roger is taking me out to a party
tonight.”

We eat our lunch in silence. Then Jill went upstairs
to get ready. I heard Jill rummaged through her closet
to find the right outfit. I wondered what does a sex
slave in training wear on her first 'date.' I heard
the water in the shower turn on and the sound of
Jill's singing voice drifted down to my ears. Jill
came down stairs dressed in her 'hooker' outfit, a
black Lycra short dress that showed every curve.

She had only worn it once for me at the house. She
said she was too embarrassed to wear it in public. One
of her girlfriends had given it to her as a gag at our
going away party. I remember what her friend said when
Jill unwrapped the present, 'If you are going to sin
central, you might need this'. We all laughed. Jill
and I sat across from each other sipping a cocktail.

I noticed that as she crossed her legs her bare pussy
was visible. My dick got hard thinking about my wife
being used as a 'party favor' tonight. At six o'clock
that evening, a taxi pulled up into our driveway. Jill
kissed me goodbye but neither of us said a word.

Jill walked in at three that morning, smelling of
booze and sex. I was in the living room on the sofa.
She walked over to me and stood with her legs wide
apart. A rivulet of cum ran down her thigh. She
grabbed the hem of her dress and slowly pulled her
dress to her waist. Her pubic hair was matted with
cum. The lips of you pussy were thick and swollen. The
smell of semen permeated the air.

“I need a 'hello' kiss, Bobby.”

I leaned into her pussy and inhaled deeply. My tongue
licked the matted sperm from her pubic hair. Jill
pulled away and stepped stride my head. As she
squatted down, her pussy bubbled and farted cum onto
my face. My tongue lashed out at her juice pussy. I
could feel cum flowing into my mouth and down my
throat.

“Mmmm, that is baby. Soothe and pleasure my slutty
cunt. Suck all of their cum from my hole while I tell
you what happened to me tonight. Oooohhh, Bobby that
feels so good.”

Jill ground her wet pussy onto my face. She was using
my tongue to clean the cum from her pussy. I knew this
would become our routine when she returned from her
'dates' with Roger. I hoped that this perversion would
stay our secret. Then the phrase 'Suck all of their
cum from my cunt' took form in my lust driven brain.
'Their cum' echoed in my mind. Jill had fucked someone
other than Roger.

“Do you want me to tell you what Roger made me do,
Bobby?”

“Oh, baby, tell me every detail,” was my muffled
replied as I sucked her sloppy cunt. I returned to my
perversity and listened to Jill sordid tale of
debauchery.

“The taxi dropped me off at the Nottingham Towers and
I was ushered to the penthouse. Roger met me at the
door and guided me into the living room. He introduced
me to the four gentlemen as 'the fuck of the century!'
Then he reached down, grabbed the hem of my dress, and
slowly lifted it over my head. I stood there wearing
only my high heels and thigh high stockings.

“Without an invitation, I walked to the closest man
and kissed his lips gently while grabbing a handful of
his hardening cock. He fingered my wet pussy while
sucking and licking my nipples. Then I moved on to the
next man repeating this ritual. My pussy was dripping
juice down my thighs by the time I returned to Roger's
side. He asked if I was ready for the fucking of my
life. I licked his lips and smiled.”

“Jill, you little slut!”

“Oh Bobby you have no idea how much of a slut I am.
What happened next was something that I've only
fantasized about when I masturbated.”

I was shocked by those words. I did not even know my
wife masturbated. This piece of information acted as
an accelerant that fanned the flames of my desire. My
tongue dug deeper into her cum filled cavity.

“The party began with all the men stripping. I have
never seen so many big cocks. Not even in those dirty
films that you hide in your dresser. They all were
bigger than your seven inches, Bobby. Big fat juicy
pussy stretching cocks. Does it excite you that I call
them cocks, Bobby?”

“Oh, baby, I have never been so fucking hot. I love to
hear you talk like a slut.”

“Bobby, look at my asshole.”

Jill raised her ass from my face and noticed for the
first time that white fluid was leaking from her
swollen anal passage. My tongue gently licked the
secretions oozing from her asshole.

“Mmmm baby you are as much of a slut as your wife. You
like this don't you? You like sucking the cum from my
used fuck holes.”

“Oh Jill, I am embarrassed to admit it, but I do so
like sucking you after you have been with another
man.”

“Why you dirty little cum sucking husband,” she said
as she grabbed me by the ears and f***ed my tongue
deep into her asshole. “I like you to lick me after I
have been fucked. And tonight I was gang-fucked by big
fat cocks. They shot their juicy loads deep inside my
fuck holes just for you, Bobby. Clean your slut real
good and I will reward you. I'll let you fuck me in
the ass, just like my 'dates' did tonight. Mmmmm,
that's it baby, now suck my clit. Oh yes suck it.
Oooohhh BOBBY!”

My tonguing did the trick. Jill exploded in a
fantastic orgasm. Her and her 'dates' combined juices
flooded my face. I would have happily drowned in the
mixture of semen flowing from my wife's cunt.

I continued with a lazy licking of my wife's ass and
pubic area as she calmed down from her orgasm. Jill
lifted herself from my face and walked toward our
bedroom. She stopped at the hall doorway, looking over
her shoulder she said, “What are you waiting for. My
ass needs another good fucking tonight.”

I sprung from the couch and met her at the doorway. My
right hand cupped her beautiful ass checks and my
index finger found her hole. I eased my finger past
her sphincter and entered her anal cavity. Her ass
tunnel was still greasy from the fucking she enjoyed
earlier that evening. My ministrations caused her to
wiggle her ass forcing my finger deeper into her
bowels.

As we walked to the bedroom, my finger still buried
deep inside her, she looked at me and asked, “Are you
ok with this, Bobby? I don't think I can ever stop. I
like being gang-banged. Tonight for the first time, I
truly enjoyed sex. Not lovemaking but raw a****l sex.
I had my ass, pussy and mouth filled with hot juicy
cocks and I loved it. I would do anything that Roger
wants me to do. Anything!”

“Does Roger know that you would do anything he asked
of you?”

“Oh, yes Bobby. I told him I would do anything at any
time for him.”

“What did he say?”

“He patted me on my wet cunt and said he knew it from
the very beginning.”

Jill crawled onto our bed on all fours and spread
herself open for me. I eased my cock into her asshole.
She cooed as my cock reached its seven inches into her
bowels. Her anal cavity was slippery from the cum that
had been deposited and it was warm from her excited
body. I gave Jill, and myself, a long luxurious ass
fucking. Only when my balls began to bubble over did I
fuck into her with wild abandon. As I added my sperm
to the others, I bellowed my satisfaction. After my
release was finished, I collapsed on my back and tried
to gain my composure. Jill lay beside me smiling.

“You realize everything has changed. I can never be
that shy girl anymore.”

“Do you want to tell me more now or tomorrow?”

“Now. Tomorrow I will have new stories for you. Roger
is taking me out to a friend's ranch tomorrow
afternoon.”

So, for the next hour, Jill told her tale. I heard
about her sloppy blowjobs and the cum she drank. She
described the non-stop cunt fucking. Each man taking
his turn filling her cunt with cock followed by his
sperm. She went into great detail about the Puerto
Rican guy with the eleven-inch cock. How his friend
squirted lubricant in her hole and then cheered him on
as he sank his monster cock into her cunt balls deep.
Jill related how they drew cards for the right to
deflower her ass. She told me she was not nervous at
all.

In fact, as the winner shoved his dick into her, she
fingered herself to an orgasm, which damn never
pinched his dick off. We both laughed hard at this.
She said the most exciting thing that happened tonight
was taking on three guys at the same time. The Puerto
Rican had her squat on his cock, and then Roger pushed
her forward so that he could stick his dick into her
ass.

The others took turns fucking her face as she rocked
on the two cocks inside her. Someone came in her mouth
just as Roger let loose in her ass. This rocketed her
over the top. As she started cumming, her whole body
quivered. Her cunt contracted repeatedly as she juiced
the cock inside her, causing the cock to release its
seed deep in her vagina.

“Fuck me one more time tonight, Bobby. I want your cum
inside of me while I sl**p and dream of tomorrow.”

I turned her over onto her back and entered her. It
was a long, slow, wet fuck that was satisfying to both
of us. Then we slept.

3: The Morning After

The telephone rang and through the fuzziness of my
deep sl**p, I retrieved the handset if only to shut it
up.

“Hello?”

“Bobby old boy. It's Roger. How are you doing this
bright and beautiful day?”

“sl**py. Jill and I stayed up late last night after
you and your friends sent her home.”

“Wow, Bobby. You have yourself one fine fuck there.
Just thinking about last night gets my dick hard. Tell
my little love slave that I will be there to pick her
up in about thirty minutes. Ok?”

“Ok, Roger, I'll wake her up and make sure she's
ready.”

I hung the telephone up and rolled over to wake Jill
but she was not in the bed. I smelled the aroma of
coffee wafting up the stairs. I rolled out of bed and
slipped on my workout shorts. I stumbled into the
bathroom to brush my teeth and wash up a little. As I
was headed downstairs, Jill was on her way up. She was
already showered and dressed in a light summer dress,
she looked radiant.

“Well hello sl**py head,” she said. “Coffee and cereal
are awaiting you in the kitchen. I was dumping the
trash so who was on the telephone?”

“Your big dick,” I grumbled.

“Oh honey, you're angry with me,” Jill said with a
hurt tone. She held my hand and reassured me, “Baby, I
know this is tough on you and I am sorry. It's just
that I thought after last night everything was ok.”

“It is, I guess. I'll be ok. It's just in the light of
day things seem different. Besides, having Rog-ol-boy
popping off about his slut the very first thing in the
morning isn't easy to swallow.”

“Go get some coffee in you while I finish getting
ready. You'll feel better.”

It was true. I was feeling better after some coffee. I
wasn't very interested in the breakfast part though. I
glanced at the clock and noticed it was nine thirty in
the morning. My wife was up and raring to go at nine
in the morning after being out all night. As I sat
there pondering my lot in life, Jill came bounding
down the stairs.

“How do I look? Do you think the 'ranch-hands' will
like me,” she asked as she twirled around. Reacting to
her actions, Jill's short summer dress rose up her
thighs revealing her naked ass.

“No panties again my dear?”

“Roger's orders. I cannot wear any underwear in his
presence. As his sex slave, I must be ready for his
every pleasure. Look,” Jill said as she turned around
and bared her ass for my review, “I lubricated my
butthole just in case.”

I reached out and wiggled a finger into her rectum.

“My aren't we the eager little beaver.”

Jill giggled and danced away from me. My finger made a
popping noise as it dislodged from her ass.

“Yes, I eager. I like being this person Bobby. It
makes me feel pretty and desirable. Besides, I get to
enjoy big fat juice cocks.”

She laughed a hearty laugh. I have always loved her
laugh but this time I became melancholy.

“Jill, I am not going to lose you over this sex slave
thing, am I?”

She looked into me eyes and saw the tears that I was
holding back. She sat on my lap and held my head to
her breast.

In her most soothing and loving voice, Jill reassured
me. “No baby. You will never lose me. I will be right
here by your side. This is only temporary. It's just a
fad or passing phase in our lives. I am living my
fantasy life. You are my real life and my only true
love.”

A knock on the door shook us from our tender moment.
Jill went to answer it while I composed myself. She
returned with Roger, whose arm was around her shoulder
and his hand toyed with her breast.

“Well, good morning Bobby. It is so nice of you to
loan your pussy to me for the day.” He sniffed her
hair, “Mmmm she smells so good.”

Turning to Jill he said, 'Look sweetie, it is a long
ride to the ranch and my dick is getting hard looking
at you. How about a blowjob before we head out?”

Jill smiled and took his hand and led him to the
downstairs guestroom. As they exited the kitchen,
Roger called over his shoulder to me.

“You want to watch your old lady sucking my dick
Bobby?”

As if in a trance, I followed the two into the
guestroom. Roger kicked off his boots and Jill helped
him remove his pants. I though it strange that she
paused to fold them neatly. He sat in the big stuffed
chair with his big balls dangling over the edge. Jill
knelt in front of him and engulfed his fat cock.

His cock swelled to full size immediately. Jill's head
bobbed up and down the length of his dick. She
slobbered and moaned as she pleasured Roger. I was
feeling very jealous but I have to admit that the
viewing of my wife sucking his big cock was turning me
on.

My cock became as hard as a rock. I pushed my shorts
down to the floor. I began to stroke my cock in unison
with the movement of Jill's head.

“Oh YES, baby. Suck daddy's big cock,” Roger moaned.

Roger began thrusting his cock down into her throat
and Jill took every inch he gave. Her throat swelled
with the massive slab of cock sliding in and out. Her
chin banged his bloated balls on every down stroke.

“Suck MEEE!”

I watched as my wife slipped her finger into Roger's
asshole. That was too much for Roger. His cock
exploded its pearly treasure deep into her throat.
Jill gagged from the f***e and quantity of his orgasm.
The frothy white cum was everywhere. It squirted from
around her lips and dripped onto his balls. It
squirted out of her nostrils. Jill pulled away
coughing and sputtering only to be drenched with his
jetting cum. I was fucking amazed at the quantity of
sperm Roger was ejaculating onto my wife's face.
Finally his flow diminished and Jill began to clean
and polish his fucking dick and balls.

“Wow, damn-it she can suck a fucking cock like no one
else. Bobby, you are one luck motherfucker.”

Jill was wiping his cum from her face and licking her
fingers, when Roger asked where the toilet was. Jill
froze. He reached a hand down to her and she
reluctantly took it. She stood on unsteady legs but
led him to the connecting bathroom. Roger guided her
into the bathroom with a hand on her ass.

They stood side by side in front of the toilet. Jill
turned slightly, placing one hand on Roger's naked ass
and in the other she held his softening, yet still
sizable cock. She pointed it at the toilet and Roger
released a stream of piss into the center of the bowl.
When his stream diminished, Jill shocked me. She
leaned over and took Roger's cock into her mouth. She
pumped the last of his urine into her mouth and
swallowed it.

“That's my good little slut. Now go show your husband
that your nasty little snatch is all wet and hot for a
fucking.”

She walked over to me and raised the hem of her dress
for my inspection. It was not necessary to test for
her wetness since juice was running down her thighs. I
turned and left the room. My hard cock swayed before
me. I lay on our bed jacking off as I heard them
leave. It would be hours before I saw Jill again.

4: A Visit to the Ranch

Jill returned that evening at about six o'clock. Her
sundress was rumpled, her hair was a mess and she was
walking funny. As I approached her, she tried to wave
me off but I ignored her. I knew why when I was about
five feet from her.

She smelled as if buckets of cum had been dumped on
her and she then rolled around on a barn floor. I put
my arms around her and her body sagged against mine. I
had to carry her to the sofa as she broke down and
cried.

“What is it baby? What happened that has you so
upset?”

She could not answer my. Her sobbing and tears made
communication impossible. I knelt by her side holding
her for a full twenty minutes until she was calm
enough to tell me her story. I expected Roger had set
up another gang-bang for my wife but I was so very
wrong. Jill's tale of debauchery was so horrible and
sick that I shocked by its depravity.

“Oh Bobby, I cannot believe that Roger made my do
those things at the ranch. I was looking forward to a
day filled with sexual adventure but I was not ready
for what happened. I don't think I can ever be the
same again. I am damned.”

“Jill, what happened?”

“I am so ashamed. I don't think I can tell you what I
did. It is so awful. You will hate me Bobby. I just
know you will.”

“No baby, I could never hate you. I am in love with
you. Just tell me and then we will deal with making it
better. OK?”

“Oh, Bobby, please don't hate me. As we drove to the
ranch, Roger told me to take some pills. I told him
that I don't do d**gs but he insisted that 'his slave
did what he told her'. So I downed them and asked him
what I had taken. He said it was something to calm me
down, open me up and make me sex crazy. I didn't
understand what he meant so I chose to ignore it. I
was angry about being f***ed to take the d**gs.
Therefore, we didn't chitchat much on our drive. He
headed outside of town to the Wilson Ranch and Breeder
Farms.”

“How far from town were you,” I interrupted.

“I am not sure but it took us about an hour.”

Jill paused so I asked her to go on.

“Upon our arrival, I took note of the dozen expensive
cars parked in the huge circular driveway. The house
was a sprawling ranch style home. It must have been
six thousand square feet. Jim and Betty Wilson met us
at the front door. Betty made me feel right at home as
she gave me a tour of the house. Oh Bobby, the house
and decor were magnificent. It was apparent that they
were very wealthy. During the tour, I was overcome by
the d**gs that I had taken. I told Betty that I felt
dizzy and flushed. Betty said it was a common reaction
to the d**g cocktail that Roger had given me and told
me it would pass quickly.

I asked Betty if I could sit down and she led me to a
bedroom where I laid on the bed. I thought it odd that
she knew about the d**gs. She was sitting on the bed
next to me, stroking my thigh. Her hand rode up the
inside of my thigh until she was touching my pussy.
She asked if she could check to see if my pussy was
wet and began to rub my slit. She inserted her finger
into me and smiled.

She continued to work her fingers into me and I opened
my legs to accommodate her efforts. I was shocked when
I realized that she had managed to put four of her
fingers into my vagina. I was so fucking hot by now
that was bucking against her hand. I was frantic for
release. I watched in horror as she folded her thumb
and began to push her entire fist into my hole.

She wiggled her hand open inside of me and I felt her
finger pushing at my cervix. She remarked at how soft
and open I was. Then I felt her slip a finger past my
cervix and enter my womb. I was on fire with lust. I
lost control and I fucked her hand like a mad woman.”

“Did you enjoy her fisting your pussy?”

“I was so fucking hot and my pussy was itching like
crazy that I would have fucked a door knob. Her
fingers and hand moved inside of me like a piston.
Every fiber of my being was screaming for release.
Thankfully, I climaxed quickly and then collapsed into
the soft bed. I thought my craving would be sated but
I was wrong. The itching and need returned again. I
grabbed her wrist holding her hand inside my pussy and
begged her to fuck my again.

Betty smiled and withdrew her hand. As she went into
the bathroom to wash her hands, she said she was
satisfied that the d**gs were working and I was ready.
Walking from the room, Betty asked me to follow her
outside. I was unable to stand without her help on my
wobbly legs. Betty led me thru the rear of the house.
Once outside the air refreshed me. Betty and I walked
to a large circular structure. I noticed the kennels
in the distance full of barking dogs.

I asked her what she kind of dogs she raised and she
smiled saying 'Great Danes, great big beautiful Great
Danes'. We entered the back of the building that led
to a stage hidden by a curtain. I could hear music
playing and muted voices from beyond the curtain. I
figured that Roger wanted me to perform. If I were
lucky, maybe I would be allowed to perform with Betty.

She was an older woman but very beautiful. Besides,
the fisting that I had just received was delightful.
Anyway, Betty removed my clothes, setting them to the
side. Using just her fingernails, Betty teased my
nipples, pinching and stretching them painfully. I
didn't know that I could enjoy such delicious pain.

She led me to a padded table that had shorter legs on
one side. She told me to kneel down and place my upper
body on the high side so that my head was lower and my
ass was up in the air. She stretched my arms out and
secured each with straps to the table. She spread my
legs apart and secured them to the padded legs of the
table. She asked if I was comfortable and I was.”

“Were you scared, Jill?”

“No, not really. My pussy was on fire. Every inch of
my vaginal tunnel was itching and my juices were
running down my thighs. I just wanted relief. I wanted
something or someone to fuck me to relive this
maddening need. The curtain lifted and Betty knelt
beside me and began to rub my ass and pubic area. I
was wiggling my ass all over the place trying to get
her to put her hand back inside of me again. Now I
knew whom all those cars belonged.

Beautifully dressed women were seated around the
stage. Each had a perfect view of what was unfolding
on the stage. Slowly, Betty inserted her fingers into
me. My juices were flooding her hand. Lust raged
uncontrollably through my body. I was moaning
incoherently. I was beyond caring what happened. I
just wanted sex; mind numbing, body satisfying sex.”

Jill paused and got up and mixed herself a drink. She
looked at me and went to our bedroom upstairs. I
followed. When I reached the bedroom doorway, I
stopped to watch Jill undress. I stood in disbelief.
The flesh of my wife's hips had been horribly
scratched. It appeared a wild a****l had mauled her.
She sat on the edge of the bed and waited for me. I
removed my clothing and stood before her. She bent
forward and took my hard cock into her mouth. For
several minutes, Jill lovingly sucked on my manhood
and bathed my cock with her tongue. I can deny her
nothing when she sucks on me like this. She stopped
and looked into my eyes.

“Bobby, the story gets gross from this point. Are you
really sure that you want to hear more?”

“Yes, please,” I replied and knelt between her legs. I
pushed her thighs apart and saw a flood of white
frothy liquid stream from her cunt. I wanted to
pleasure Jill just as I had upon her return from her
previous 'dates' so I leaned in to lick the froth from
her cunt. I recoiled from the smell. I looked into
Jill's eyes and saw the tears forming there. I steeled
myself against the pungent odor and licked her slit.

“Mmmmm, Bobby. You do love me.”

I continued to lick and suck on Jill's sopping pussy
as she related the rest of the story.

“Betty pushed her entire hand inside of my pussy and
the building pleasure was driving me wild. The crowd
was murmuring their approval. Betty's hand slid from
my pussy with a loud slurp. She rose to her feet to
make an announcement. 'Ladies, today at our auction I
will be demonstrating each a****l's willingness to
please a new master. Our first male has been raised
for oral and vaginal pleasure. My I introduce Buster.'
Jim led a large creature onto the stage, walking him
around for viewing by the audience returning the b**st
to stand directly behind me. The a****l sniffed my ass
and pussy. His tongue snaked from his mouth and licked
me repeatedly from my clitoris to asshole.

“I cannot describe the pleasure that tongue brought
me. The persistence of the a****l managed a remarkable
reward. His tongue sank into the depths of my wet cunt
and I exploded in a body thrashing orgasm. This b**st
did not stop at delivering just one orgasm. This
creature continued to eat me to three mind numbing
orgasms. As I floated on this cloud of sexual
pleasure, I heard Betty in the distance command the
a****l to mount. I felt his weight on my ass as Buster
reacted to the command.

“Once in place, he secured his position by clasping my
hips with his forepaws. As Buster humped the air,
Betty's hand guided his cock into alignment with my
cunt. She slipped the pointy tip through my pussy
lips. Buster, realizing he was in position, slammed
his hard cock into me reaching deep inside of my cunt
on the first stroke. His initial assault drove the air
from my lungs.

“As Buster settled into a maddening jackhammer pace,
my mind drifted away from the moral penalties of my
actions and settled on the pleasure. A delicious
sensation was added to this bestial fucking. I felt
the wiry hair of the sheath covering his cock tickling
my pussy lips. He was an a****l driven by lust. This
was raw a****l sex. He did not care that I was human
and he was canine. He had been raised to copulate with
humans and he was very good at it.

“I have never experienced anything like this. His
slimy cock reached to the very bottom of my cunt. His
pointy tip pushed at my cervix trying to enter my
womb. I cannot describe the wonderful pounding that my
vaginal canal was absorbing. As I approached another
orgasm, the walls of my tunnel clamped tightly around
this creature's shaft. I screamed my pleasure.”

Again, Jill paused. I pulled my tongue from her cunt
and looked at her. A tear appeared in the corner of
her eye.

“Bobby, I am sorry. I could not help myself. My body
was being satisfied like never before. I lost count of
the number of times that a****l made me cum. The
contractions from so many orgasms caused my stomach
muscles to cramp painfully. I relaxed my body as best
possible as the b**st continued to hammer into me.

“Finally the pain in my stomach subsided, only to be
replaced with a new pain. My pussy lips were
stretching to receive the lemon-sized knot the
marauding dick was developing. Busters thrusting
pushed his member deeper into my cunt and my pussy
lips closed around the knot. My cunt swallowed the
dog's knot and sheath. His balls now banged into my
clit with every powerful stroke.

“The pleasure from Buster's thrusting continued with
relentless precision. Now a new dimension in pleasure
formed deep in my pussy. The dog cock buried deep
inside of me started to vibrate. This maddening up and
down vibration along with the in and out thrusting was
driving me to the edge of consciousness. In the
distance, I could hear the crowd as they moved around
the table to gain a better view of the rutting b**st
taking its pleasure from the slut tied to the table.

“I heard Betty point out to the audience that the
a****l had successfully tied during this mating. She
told the women that this was the most pleasurable part
of copulating with a dog. I had to agree with Betty,
this was fucking good. I was by then a mass of
quivering flesh, babbling my pleasure to the
audience.”

Jill paused again. She drank from the highball she had
mixed earlier and signed.

“Is everything ok Jill?”

“Yes, your tongue feels wonderful. What do you think
so far, Bobby?”

“It sounds as if you received the fucking of a
lifetime.”

“Are you mad or disgusted?”

“No baby. I told you that I love you and that anything
you do is ok by me.”

She bent forward and kissed my lips. “Phew, my pussy
smells bad. Do you like to eat my filthy cunt Bobby?
Does it excite you knowing that I fucked a****ls? That
the cum you are eating is from the dog's that fucked
me?”

“I only know Jill that I have to pleasure you when you
come home to me. I love you so much that I want you to
know I will do anything to pleasure you.”

“Oh, Bobby you do pleasure me,” Jill said as she
pushed my face back into her crotch.

“As Buster's cock vibrated and slammed into me, his
cock began to swell along the shaft and tip, pushing
his way into my womb. Then he erupted into me,
shooting his hot cum into me and filling my womb.
Pressure from his load built up painfully inside my
womb. I could feel my cervix f***ed open from this
pressure and the b**sts cum seeped into my vaginal
tunnel. His knot was a perfect seal and no liquid
seeped from my pussy lips. He fucked into me at a
slower, lazier pace. The a****ls every heart beat
pulsed another squirt of doggie cum into me.

“I was painfully full of his seed. I felt him tug to
release his cock but his knot prevented his release
from my abused hole. Buster stepped over me and turned
so that we were butt to butt. The corkscrewing motion
of this maneuver drove me over the top again. As my
body convulsed through another mind-blowing orgasm,
Buster seized the opportunity and pulled free from my
battered cunt.

“A popping noise issued from my body sounding similar
to the opening of a bottle of champagne. A series of
bubbles and farts escaped from my wet cunt. A very
unladylike action I know but I did not care. As I lay
limp on the table resting from the ordeal, the warm
doggy cum continued to flow from my body.

My darling wife reached down holding my head to her
cunt as she shuddered through an orgasm. She then
pulled away and climbed onto the bed on her hands and
knees.

“Come up here lover and pleasure yourself inside one
of my fuck holes. I scrambled behind her and eased my
hard cock into her willing asshole. I knew from the
resistance to me entry that I was the first one in her
ass tonight and this pleased me.

“I was allowed to rest for only a few minutes as the
women in the audience examined the a****l and my
leaking pussy,” Jill continued the story. “Betty
announced another coupling was about to take place. As
the crowd returned to their seats, Betty introduced
Goliath, her favorite a****l.

“Again Jim led the b**st onto the stage and as his
frame came into view, I screamed in terror. The
creature's hard cock was in view and it was bigger
than anything I had ever seen. Betty whispered into my
ear, 'Goliath is thirteen inches long and over three
inches wide. He will stretch you so that no human can
pleasure you again.' The b**st sniffed my cunt and
without command mounted me. Betty was caught off guard
and was unable to align his cock for easy entrance.
Goliath did not care if I was ready or comfortable.

“He wanted to fuck this juicy pussy and release the
sperm from his bloated balls. Goliath slammed all
thirteen inches into my cunt. My cervix begrudgingly
gave way as the pointy tip f***ed its way into my
womb. My mind filled with searing pain from this
assault. Goliath was eager to pleasure himself. His
jackhammer tempo drove his cock deeper into my body. I
could feel my organs being pushed away to make room
for this invading dog cock.

“The bestial r****g was unfolded before the audience's
eyes. They were all mesmerized by the power of this
creature. The flesh of his hot cock raked across my
clitoris pulling orgasm after orgasm from my body. My
screams of pleasure and pain filled the arena. My body
jerked back and forth trying unsuccessfully to match
the creature's rhythm. Time held no meaning for me. I
no longer could see or hear the crowd. As if in slow
motion, the base of Goliath's cock began to swell.

“Nature tells the a****l to push this knot of flesh
into the cunt of its mate and I felt the baseball
sized knot squeeze past my vaginal lips. The knot
lodged itself inside my pussy and f***ed the tip of
his cock deeper into me. The vibration of the
expanding dog flesh tortured me into yet another
orgasm. Goliath whined as his balls emptied into my
vaginal cavity. The heated fluid was my reward for the
mating.

“Then Goliath slumped onto my back as his dick pumped
stream after stream of hot cum into me. I lay there
enjoying the mini-orgasms as Goliath continued to
squirt his cum into me. I was about to slip into the
inky blackness when my pussy released Goliath's cock.
I remember hearing and feeling the fluid draining from
my body. Then I passed out and awoke hours later in a
strange bed.”

“Is that the end of the story sweetheart?”

“No, the people had all gone but Jim, Betty and Roger.
They waited for me to awaken. We sat down to a nice
dinner, which I eat ravenously. The conversation was
of the afternoon's entertainment, specifically the
featured performer.

“They spoke about me as if I was not present.
According to Betty, I was the best breeding stock she
had ever witnessed. Betty told Roger that she had
trained Goliath personally. She said that even her old
stretched pussy could not take all of him and was
amazed that I could take all of his cock as well as
his immense knot fully inside me. She was jealous that
I achieved a tie with him.

“I interrupted them and reminded them that I had
little choice about taking every inch of Goliath's
cock. In addition, I told Betty that she was correct.
Now that I have experienced mating with Goliath, no
single man could pleasure me. I looked at Roger and
said, 'but I'm sure that you'll see to it that my
pussy has plenty of meat'. Roger roared in laughter
and clapped his hands. “You're right on that account,
my sweet little cum slut.”

“What did he mean, Jill?”

My wife looked over her shoulder at me and smiled. She
just smiled and pushed back against my cock buried in
her ass. Knocking at the door interrupted our slow
anal fuck. My cock popped free of Jill rectum and she
jumped off the bed and went to answer the door. She
returned with visitors.

Roger followed Jill into the bedroom and a giant Great
Dane bounded in behind them. He leaped onto the bed
and sniffed my cock. Jill's familiar odor incited him
to lick my crotch from my taint to the tip of my dick.
Jill and Roger both laughed.

“Sweetheart, meet Goliath. Roger bought him for me at
the auction. Now you can have private showings of the
nastiest fuck you will ever witness.”

Jill reached under Goliath and stroked his growing dog
cock. She ducked under his belly and put his cock into
her mouth. She began to slobber all over the red slimy
dog cock moving her mouth along the surface of the
thirteen fat inches.

“Shit baby. This is really weird but I dig it.”

“If you like that, watch this,” Jill said as she moved
to her hands and knees. “Mount!”

Goliath moved into position and mounted her. Jill
grabbed his slippery cock and positioned it at her
vaginal entrance. Goliath started thrusting his hips
at my wife's ass.

“Are you watching my pussy?”

She released her hold on the big thick dog cock and I
was amazed as the cock disappeared into her fuck hole.
In two stabs, Goliath was buried balls deep into Jill
juicy love tunnel. Jill made grunting noises as he
fucked into her. I watched this b**st pleasuring my
wife like I could never do. I watched as Roger shoved
his dick into my wife's mouth and demanded relief. In
less than ten minutes, Roger unloaded in Jill's mouth
and onto her face. He dressed and left, laughing as he
exited. Jill was in sexual hysterics as orgasms racked
her body.

She screamed that Goliath came inside her.

After they both calmed down, Jill asked, “Are you
ready Bobby.”

“Ready for what baby?”

“Put you head between my thighs and get ready to
receive the biggest batch of hot cum that you will
ever eat.”

She looked at me with expectant eyes and I crawled
under her and awaited my salty, slimy reward. I saw
her pussy lips flex and Goliath's massive cock spring
free. My face was drenched with his cum. Jill lowered
her cunt to my mouth.

“That's it Bobby. You do love me.”