Opening the Marriage (7 page)

Someone threw me over their shoulder and
carried me into the house. In the living room, Cindy had her feet
tied to the bedposts, although she laid on her back along one edge.
One guy stood between her legs and fucked her silly while she
sucked the cock of another man standing by her head. I now knew my
fate.

The cruel bastard who wouldn't let me cum put
me down in the bathroom. "Go pee." He waited for me, too, not
willing to leave me alone or close the door. Those not fondling
Cindy crowded the entrance. "Who wants to cum in her mouth?" He
tapped the most enthusiastic one on the shoulder and made room for
him to enter and stand before me. He dropped his pants and boxers
and I was not surprised he was already hard and ready to go. He
grabbed my hair roughly and pulled me head towards his penis. Not
wishing to temp fate, I gobbled the new guy before I even stopped
peeing. He pinched my nipple hard and I screamed on his prick. He
pinched it again and I raked my teeth over his foreskin. "Do you
have any idea how many guys are coming over?" the cruel guy asked
the guy I was sucking. "You're gonna piss off a lot of horn dogs if
you fuck up the merchandise."

"I was just playing," he said defensively,
the fucking cunt.

"That woman has your dick in her mouth.
Before you hurt her again, remember that she can either suck it dry
or bite it off. Now tell her you won't hurt her again."

He groaned angrily and I spit his dick out to
look up at him. Not all assholes look like assholes, but this guy
did. "If I get hurt again, I'll bite every cock I can." And I meant
it.

"Hey, dickhead!" one of the other guys
waiting beyond the doorway yelled. "Apologize to the lady before my
blue balls turn purple." The rest of them shouted in agreement. He
must have realized that they would replace him at best, and beat
his ass, at worst, cuz he apologized.

"I'm sorry. I won't hurt you again. Will you
please suck me off?"

I looked up at the cruel guy, who no longer
seemed so cruel. "You keep your word and I'll keep mine." I eyed
the dick in front of me and summoned the will to get him off. I
swallowed him down to the pubes and worked fast to end it quick. He
still had my hair in his hand, and pumped to my rhythm. I slipped a
finger to my pussy to distract me and pretended I was doing all
this of my own will. My cunt was so overheated that my finger
really got me going. God, I needed to cum. I concentrated more on
my orgasm than on his. I don't know how much time passed but the
prick in my mouth suddenly filled my throat. His hands on my head
forced me to keep polishing his wood as he shot several ropes of
cum in me. I didn't like the rough stuff, but a cock spewing in my
mouth really turned me on. My finger now worked overtime as I felt
my orgasm build. Then the cruel guy knocked my hand away right
before I got there.

"Ah, come on!" I complained.

"Later, if you're a good girl."

CHAPTER 8

For a gang-fuck, Cindy sure looked like she
was taking it in stride. I watched both the big guy between her
legs and the dude fucking her face climax in her. Poor girl got cum
all over her pretty face. I stared at her, mesmerized.

"Kiss me," she begged me.

Damn! Not content with a dozen men, she also
wanted to get it on with me. Something must have possessed me,
because my body floated towards her and I found myself cleaning her
face with my tongue to the roar of the crowd. A hard dick searched
for a hole, then entered the wrong one. I was about to break off
with Cindy to correct the dummy, but I immediately loved how he
filled my chute. After Rodney's monster and my latest monster
vibrator, a regular-sized penis felt fucking sweet up my ass.
Suddenly I was glad Cindy had me wear my super-high heels to make
the angles possible -- I was bent over at the waist like someone
knocked over the letter "L." My tiny booty soaked up the penis and
begged for more.

They quickly replaced the man who shot his
load into Cindy's pussy and the bitch moaned as the new dick filled
her. He got into it right away and I swear the slut smiled at me.
My husband once joked that fucking is what guys do when women are
making love to them. Well, I don't think our rapists would be
surprised to find us willing accomplices. Cindy, certainly, looked
eager for all the action. I thought a dozen guys more than enough,
but apparently more were coming. My friend, in contrast, welcomed
them all. She told me of gangbangs she starred in before, so maybe
I should just go with the flow. After all, they were just men.

"Harder!" someone yelled angrily, before I
realized it was me. I French-kissed Cindy's cum-filled mouth to
distract me for my embarrassing display of horniness. Really, I
must have split personalities. The guy fucking my ass may be mute,
but not deaf, as he pounded me harder and faster. "Slap my ass!" I
yelled, then blushed. Oh, I wanted it bad. Cindy's cum-flavored
tongue was driving me mad.

Someone cursed and a wonderful enema entered
my anus. If anything, cum up my ass felt better than up my pussy. I
wondered how long I could gargle spunk in my mouth. Just how long
does that shit stay fresh?

Someone threw me onto the bed and I didn't
need to mind-read to spread my legs wide and open my mouth for the
dick soon to invade it. Hands grabbed my legs and pulled me onto a
spear. Oh, God, I needed that. Maybe I could finally cum. With all
the dick I'm taking, that's the least they could do for me. Even
better, I didn't need to suck the dick in my mouth -- I just formed
an "O" and he fucked my face. That took so much less effort on my
part. I barely counted it as a blowjob. I felt myself relax to
better enjoy the ride. One time I smoked weed and floated in the
Pacific, just beyond the breakers -- that's what this felt like.
While getting laid. Strange hands fondled my body and I wasn't even
curious enough to see who. I wasn't yet one with the universe, but
I sure merged with the two dicks fucking me. Ungrateful bitch that
I've become, I wished I was getting some anal as well.

The prick in my mouth exploded so, after
draining him dry, I turned my head and saw Cindy doing two
different guys. I bet she could use some anal, was my first
thought. A calloused hand slapped my face and I closed my eyes and
opened my mouth to welcome another cock. A few minutes later the
prick between my leg spewed his juice and was immediately replaced
by someone else. I loved the men doing all the work -- this was so
relaxing. I wouldn't want a gang-fuck every day, but maybe every
Wednesday.

This guy knew what he was doing became he
mistakenly made me cum, and I fucking loved him for it. Not enough
to open my eyes to see who did it, but enough to thank my lucky
stars. A less talented dick replaced him and I endured him to focus
on the sweet meat smacking my larynx.

I must have dozed off because I woke up
choking on all the cum blocking my air passage. I reflectively
swallowed, then took some more, and looked around me to see some
new faces. Bon Jovi's Slippery When Wet rocked the house. Some
hippy with big hair was swearing under his breath as he fucked my
pussy hard.

"Fuck me, you pussy!" I screamed at him. "Cum
inside me. Give it to me now!"

And he did. He stared at me in total shock --
I didn't remember him entering me -- and shot his wad. I could feel
his penis twitch inside me, then go soft like a snake's shredded
skin. I heard someone laugh and turned to see Cindy getting
some.

"You are so awesome," she said, looking
pretty content. "I want to suck your pussy dry."

The guys immediately cheered, and more than
one whipped out his camera phone.

"Good luck getting it dry."

"Hurry up!" Cindy barked to the tall Indian
drilling her twat. I moved closer and we kissed, exchanging cum. I
swear I purred. I loved getting my kink on. It was so unlike me. My
parents would be shocked. And, hopefully, my husband. It turned
Cindy on, as well, as she attacked my tongue like an alien. Then
the Indian spewed and I climbed on top of her, surprised no one
tried to stop me. Our rapists sure were pussies. I sucked the
Indian's cock clean and their combined cum tasted delicious -- like
Panda Express' new spicy shrimp.

A fucking river flowed out of her and I
guessed I had my own Amazon. Cindy's hands pulled my pussy closer
and her tongue must have a Taser attached to it, the way it
electrified me. I came the moment her tongue entered me and my
scream scared the men surrounding us. My batteries recharged, I
dove into her wet pussy and lapped it up like a kitty. I came up
for air just to show the guys all their cum on my face. Two of them
actually backed up, not sure what I would do next. I loved having
them in my power, sort of.

"I want the biggest available cock to violate
my asshole." I sure didn't understand what had come over me.

I busied myself with my friend's cunt and
waited impatient before a big dick pushed my anal muscles wide. I
attached myself to her clit and concentrated on the many sensations
from the beast working its way inside me. He was almost as big as
Rodney, but thankfully not as thick. I never imagined I would
become such an anal whore. I let Jack try anal once, years ago, but
it hurt too much. Man, I was such a pussy in high school.

Look at me now, bitch! I yelled at my younger
self.

Anal feels great, but it doesn't make me cum.
Cindy, however, had the combination to my lock, and soon I came
again on her face. Now I had to work that much harder to make her
cum. It took a long time, too. Or maybe the anal fucking distracted
me too much, because right after he shot his load inside me, I
finally made Cindy climax.

I so needed more anal. One of the new guys,
some young Latino kid dressed -- appropriately -- like a
gangbanger, sat on the other side of the bed, beating it. I hopped
off the bed, slapped his hand, and told these idiots what to
do:

"Someone fuck me up the ass!" Then I gobbled
the Latino kid, who came in my mouth within a dozen heartbeats. The
stranger shoving his dick up my booty had barely got the whole
thing in before I roughly pulled the kid off the bed. "Who hasn't
come yet?" I asked. Some chubby middle-age white guy was the first
to jump on the bed in front of me, so I shrugged my shoulders and
sucked his fat cock. The penis up my ass was so much better.
Thicker, too.

Meanwhile, Cindy got on her hand and knees to
take two more guys from a new position. I liked having her close. I
would have freaked out long ago if she wasn't here with me. She
wasn't scared, so I wasn't scared.

A prick shot up my ass and the other down my
throat, so I climbed the bed to get on all fours like Cindy. This
time I didn't have to scream for two guys to stick their dicks in
me. I never knew who gave me my next orgasm, but I thanked him
silently since I couldn't talk with such a fat cock gagging me.
When Cindy and I finished off the next four men, I had an epiphany:
no way could we get off all the guys in the house. Not with all our
six holes combined. We needed a break, food, and a shower.

"I want to be covered in cum. Will everyone
please jack off on me? Oh, my camera phone is in my purse. Please
record it for me. And someone get some fucking pizza and beer."

An extra mattress sat on the floor, so I
dragged Cindy to it. We laid down and a dozen men surrounded us,
pumping themselves when they could have been raping us. One by one
they shot us, their place taken by someone else. Some lucky bastard
actually shot me between the eyes. Most aimed for our open mouths.
One guy couldn't cum. I guess he ran out. Boy, was he pissed when I
got bored and rolled away from him to kiss Cindy all over. We
spread the sperm all over each other's bodies -- something I wish a
spa offered.

CHAPTER 9

After pizza and beer, Cindy and I showered
together. I loved kissing her. Especially nude. Making out with a
girl is so different than with a guy. Not necessarily better, but
great in its own way. We got out ready for more, but apparently we
drained them all. Fucking pussies. We climbed back onto bed --
someone put on clean sheets -- and Cindy hooked my ankles to the
bedposts, then did the same for herself.

"We're gonna take a nap. If you want any,
it's self-serve." Meaning our legs would be spread wide so anyone
could fuck us without, you know, waking us. I doubted I would
actually sleep, but sleep I did.

The cruel guy, naturally, woke me up by
slapping his dick on my head. A burly Asian was fucking me so hard
he sweated. Cindy sucked one guy while another drilled her cunt. I
guess nap time is over. What shocked me the most was night already
fell. Apparently, time flies when you're getting laid all day.

"Can I have anal? Your booty fascinates me."
he asked like a kid wanting a candy.

"Can I call my mom to check on my
babies?"

"Sure."

I already had the feeling that these rapists
weren't what they pretended to be, but I didn't want to push my
luck. After the Asian and my call, I decided to change positions. I
knelt on the couch to put my booty at the right height, then waved
some total stranger with a hard-on closer so I could suck him. He
stood on the couch next to me and I popped his dick in like a
lollypop. I was really digging the anal, but he came too soon, so I
called for another. If not mistaken, the cruel guy was embarrassed
he came so quick. Whatever. My ass hurt less than my pussy. I don't
know how many fucked me in my sleep, but I felt the puddle when I
got off the bed.

I made them flip the mattress when we decided
to go back to sleep. We showered again and I sent them out for
Chinese food this time. Most of the guys had left, and those who
stayed apparently didn't mind fucking us in our sleep. In fact,
they got all excited when Cindy and I hooked our ankles in the
loops attached to the bedposts so we could sleep with our legs
spread wide. They didn't even have to get on top of us -- instead
just stand and pump. It worked well for everyone. The constant flow
of semen kept us lubricated.