This is a story about a typical housewife, with a
typical family in a typical suburban setting. The 32
year old housewife’s name is Christi. Christi shares a
house with her husband Mike, that’s me, and our 5 year
old son. Christi is an exotic beauty with long dark
hair and lovely big brown eyes.
During Christi’s pregnancy with our son, she put on a
few pounds. For years she struggled with diets in order
to lose the weight and get back her shape. Recently,
with determination and discipline Christi lost her
weight. A good exercise program helped tone her body.
Now let me describe the new Christi. She stands five
and a half foot tall and measures 35D-21-35. As you can
tell from the stats, Christi is stacked. I’m not sure
whether it was the pregnancy, the extra weight or just
getting older, but Christi had developed world class
breasts. Christi’s breasts are firm and stand out
proudly, even with their above average weight. It is no
problem for her to go without a bra. With the
appropriate dress (bra-less of course), Christi’s
topside is the center of attention.
When seen from the rear, one might think that Christi’s
ass is her best feature. Her small waist flares out to
two well-defined and separated ass cheeks. It amazes
me that such a tiny waist can support Christi’s top
half. There’s something about seeing Christi in a micro
skirt. If it’s tight enough, each cheek is outlined,
pointing the way to one of the best pleasure spots
around. If you’re lucky enough to catch her bending
slightly, you’ll see the bottom of her ass cheeks peak
out beneath the hem of her skirt.
Christi’s long brown hair reaches the small of her
back. When she tilts her head back the ends touch the
crack of her ass. Christi’s bangs are cut level with
her eyebrows and her hair frames her face on sides.
Apart from her killer body, Christi’s best asset is her
eyes. One sultry look from those mysterious eyes will
start the fluids churning in your groin.
A survey of Christi’s legs, ass and tummy will find no
ripples of fat. Her skin is so smooth that it feels
like baby’s skin. Christi’s exercise program toned and
firmed up her muscles. She didn’t, however, go so far
that her body has a hard muscular appearance. I like
the cuddly result.
Christi worked on her tan along with her body. She
wears a tiny bikini when she sunbathes. The result is
the most remarkably sexy tan lines I have ever seen.
The great thing about tan lines is that when you see
them, you know your seeing things that nobody else has
the chance to see. That would change soon enough.
Now, on with the story. A fellow I work with was about
to get married. A few of our coworkers decided that a
bachelor party was in order. We agreed that we’d go to
a popular topless bar called ‘Leather and Lace’ for the
party. Joe, our bachelor, was marrying Jenny. She was a
nice girl but she was rather conservative. Joe was
excited about the party, because he knew he probably
wouldn’t have another chance to go out with the guys to
a topless bar once he was married. It was to be his
last fling.
The party was scheduled for a week from the upcoming
Friday. I told Christi about the party. I figured she
might want to do something with her friends that night.
Christi was curious about the bachelor party, however.
She didn’t mind me going but she wanted to know what
these parties are like. She asked if she might be able
to go. I told her that I didn’t mind but that the other
guys might not like it. I said it was usually an all-
male tradition.
Christi reminded me that there would be women at the
bar. I granted her point but countered that they were
part of the entertainment. She smiled sheepishly at me.
I got the feeling that she felt there was more to this
bachelor party tradition than a topless bar. Out of the
blue she asked me to take her to the topless bar this
weekend. I tried to hide my surprise but I’m sure
Christi saw it. I reminded her that usually the only
women there were dancers. She said she didn’t care. She
won the discussion, so we made plans to go Friday.
When Friday evening rolled around, we dropped of our
boy at the baby-sitter and headed for ‘Leather and
Lace’. Christi wore my favorite red mini-dress. It was
made of that stretchy material that fits like a glove.
Every inch of Christi’s shape was revealed with this
dress. The hem fell a little above mid thigh. The neck
line was low cut showing ample cleavage. She did not
wear a bra. She finished off the outfit with red spiked
high heals and a small red handbag. I told Christi that
she could pass for one of the dancers at the club. She
brushed off my comment as ridiculous.
We went to dinner first then arrived at the club about
eight thirty. Everywhere we went men snapped there
necks when they saw Christi. I know she was aware of
the attention, but she didn’t let on. The club was
crowded with people. We managed to find a table, sat
down and ordered drinks. Upbeat music, usually Rock and
Roll, was played continuously by a disk jockey. I
notice several guys around us gawking at Christi. It
made me proud to be with her. She smiled politely at
the men, but she was distracted by what was happening
on the stage. A rather top-heavy lady was stripping to
a slow hard-driving tune.
Christi watched the show with great interest. The
dancer pealed down to her brief bottoms and began to
take tips from the men surrounding the stage. She would
pull her g-string out slightly so that the dollar bills
could be placed under the straps. When she finished her
routine there was considerable currency stuck in her
bottoms. Christi commented on all the money. I informed
her that this kind of work pays well. Christi’s
interest was peaked.
Christi noticed that the men did not touch the dancers.
I told her that touching would get you thrown out. It
was a strict rule. Christi commented that it sounded
like a good job if you had the looks and didn’t mind
showing your body to a room full of men. I called
Christi’s attention to all the guys around our table
looking at her. I speculated that they were waiting to
see Christi on the stage. She grimaced at my
speculation and said, “No way.” I reminded her that
most of the women there were dancers or waitresses.
Naturally, these guys figured that Christi was a dancer
based on the outfit she was wearing. She brushed it
off.
After we watched a few more dancers on the stage,
Christi informed me that she was going to the lady’s
room. She was gone for a few minutes and when she
returned she was excited about something. I asked her
what was up. She told me that a man in a business suit
had approached her and asked if she would do a private
dance for a group of his friends. She said she told him
that she wasn’t a dancer. He said it didn’t matter to
him. She said he stuck a twenty dollar bill between her
breasts and said it was a down payment. Christi said he
went back to his table before she could return the
money.
Christi looked excited as she handed me the twenty. She
asked me what to do. I told her to do what she wanted
to do. I don’t know if it was the money or Christi’s
curiosity, but I knew she wanted to pay this guy
another visit. Christi got that little girl look and
asked if I would be mad if she danced for the man. The
idea kind of excited me. It made me proud that other
men thought my Christi was sexy. I told Christi that I
wouldn’t be mad and that she should go ahead and dance
for the guy if she wanted to.
Christi flashed me a big smile then as quickly she
frowned. I ask her what was wrong. She said that she
wasn’t sure what to do. I reminded her that she had
been watching these dancers for almost an hour. I told
her to do what they do.
She developed a concerned look then asked me if they
expected her to remove her dress. I nodded. She asked
again if I minded. I told her to go have fun.
Christi’s smile returned. She told me where she would
be. She took off, wiggling her ass as she walked. Necks
turned as she made her way across the room. I got up
and moved closer so I could see Christi’s show. She
walked up to the man sitting at the table and said
something to him. He smiled and pulled up a chair for
Christi. She sat down.
After two songs had passed the men around Christi’s
table cleared an area on the floor beside the table. A
little stool was produced from under the table for
Christi to stand on. The song playing was perfect for
stripping. The tune had a steady slow hard-driving beat
and the female singer had an alternating sweet then
rough voice that had a sexy quality to it.
Christi stood up on the little platform and began to
swing her hips to the beat. She put both arms in the
air, drawing attention to her large breasts. This
action also raised her skirt to the point where the
bottom of her ass was poking out. She played with her
hair as she looked into the eyes of each man at the
table. Her sultry eyes paralyzed each man as she looked
them in the face.
Men at other tables began to notice Christi’s show.
They all stared with growing lust. Christi’s now
tousled hair was evenly distributed in front and back.
In front, her hair caressed her big tits on each side.
Christi lowered her arms and pulled down her skirt.
With her arms at her side, her tits were forced
together deepening her cleavage. Christi reached up
with both hands and cupped her breasts. She hefted
them, showing the men their considerable weight. Her
audience was staring with theirs mouths wide open.
Christi turned her back on the men and bent over
slowly, finally touching her ankles. This caused her
skirt to ride up. The men could now see her panty
covered pussy. Slowly she worked her hands up her legs
to the hem of her skirt. She turned back to face the
men and grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands
and stretched it outward. Christi’s face gave a
personal ‘fuck me’ invitation to each of the men. With
her skirt stretched out and her lusty look, I had the
impression that she secretly wanted to be filled with
cock.
Christi released her skirt and reached up with both
hands crossed and lifted the straps of her dress off
her shoulders. She slowly pulled the straps down. Her
dress was so tight that she met some resistance getting
the top of her dress down. Her firm tits stood out from
her body requiring that the dress be stretched out to
release her breasts from their confines. After a brief
struggle they were freed, Christi’s jerking motion
causing them to jiggle. Several ‘Wows’ were heard once
Christi’s tits were in view. Christi’s dollar size
nipples were at full attention.
Christi continued to pulled her dress down over her
hips and thighs.
Finally it hit the platform and she kicked it to the
nearest man. Christi’s very shear panties were all
that stood between these men and her considerable
charms. Most of the dancers wore a form of bathing suit
bottom. Christi, however, had underwear on that hid
very little. Her dark pubic hair was clearly visible
through the panties.
Christi’s audience began to make their contributions.
She would eagerly pull her panties out to allow the
bills to be inserted in the waist band. It was
impossible for Christi to pull the straps out in such a
way that her pussy was not visible. A few eager hands
grazed her pubic hair as they paid up. Several hands
brushed her smooth legs. None of the touches were
overtly intentional. These guys knew the rules.
When the song was over they all applauded Christi. She
wrestled her tight dress back on and sat down. It took
a few pulls here and there around her breasts to get
them back in their proper place. Christi pulled up her
skirt and collected all the bills. She folded them up
and held them in her hand as she made small talk with
the guys. After a few minutes of chatting, she got up
and looked around for me. I met her as she walked back
to our table.
As we sat down, I noticed that Christi was very
excited. I asked her how it went. She told me how
exciting it was. She said there was sort of a feeling
of power. Christi said she knew these men wanted her,
but all she was going to do is let them look and wish.
She told me that she was going to fuck the hell out of
me when we got home. I told her I was looking forward
to it.
Christi counted her tips and shocked us both when the
total reached $115. Her 10 minute intense sexual show
had netted over one hundred dollars. She told me that
the group of men were having a bachelor party. Christi
said they invited her to a nearby hotel to continue the
party. She refused, of course, but they offered her
$100 dollars a man, totaling $600.
As we were leaving the bar the disk jockey announced
that there would be an amateur stripping contest the
following Friday. I reminded myself that next Friday
was the night of our bachelor party. An amateur contest
should be fun. As the disk jockey announced the
particulars including a $800 prize, I noticed that
Christi had stopped walking and was listening intently.
When the announcement was finished, Christi leaned into
me and told me that she wanted to enter the contest.
We left the club and got into the car. Christi
immediately begged me to let her enter the contest. I
reminded her that the bachelor party was the following
week. She reminded me that none of my coworkers had
ever met her. She said they wouldn’t know who she was
unless I told them. I reluctantly agreed to Christi’s
request. The prize money did sound extremely good.
As the following Friday neared, Christi got more and
more excited. She practiced her dancing every day. I
told her that the show she put on last Friday could
hardly be improved upon. We talked about that night and
it made us hot. She seemed to dwell on the invitation
she received to join the men at a hotel room. Christi
asked me what I thought they would want her to do at
the hotel. I told her I didn’t know for sure, but that
it was probably more than dancing. She pressed on,
asking if they would want to fuck her. I told her
probably so. I added that they might all want to fuck
her at the same time. She looked confused but excited.
Christi was a virgin when we were married. She did not
have any experience beyond our sex life. She was quite
naive about some sexual practices. The actions of the
past week had awakened a fire in Christi that I had
never seen. She asked me how more than one man could
fuck a woman. I told her that one might fuck her pussy
while one would fuck her mouth. I added that she might
take a third in her asshole.
I figured this would turn Christi off. We had played
around with anal sex some, but she never seemed to like
it. To the contrary, I notice Christi’s breathing had
increased and her face was flushed. This talk of ours
was heating her up. Our discussion ended in great sex.
Christi was all over me. She started with the most
aggressive blow job she had every given me. She sucked
and slurped and generally made a mess all over my cock
and her face. I dumped my load in her mouth in record
time. For the first time that I could remember Christi
swallowed all of my cum after letting a little bit
dribble out of her mouth. She cleaned up the mess with
her tongue and continued sucking me until I was hard
again. She pounced on my cock with her pussy. She rode
me for what seemed like minutes at full thrust. She had
two intense orgasms. We drifted off to sleep thinking
about the next weekend.
Christi went shopping for a new dress and shoes. I
asked her to model it for me but she refused. She told
me I would have to wait until Friday to see it.
Christi’s teasing was making me anxious for Friday
night. After work on Friday I went home hoping to sneak
a peek at my wife’s outfit. Instead, I found a note
indicating that she had already left.
I met my coworkers at the club at eight. Joe was joined
by Tim, Walt, Jeff and Sam. They had arrived first and
had already secured a large table. I sat down and
ordered a beer. The stripping contest was scheduled to
start at nine. We all settled down to some prime girl
watching and beer drinking. Each of us brought along 25
one dollar bills for Joe the use for tips. He was
having a great time distributing them to the sexy
dancers.
By the time the contest started we all had a pretty
good buzz on. Most of the amateur dancers were true to
their status. They either couldn’t dance or were not
very good looking. Christi didn’t have much competition
yet. By ten-thirty I began to wonder if Christi had
chickened out. The quality of the ladies was steadily
improving. I speculated that they set the order up
based on looks and ability, saving the best for last.
When the disk jockey informed us that they had one
contestant left, I figured Christi had decided not to
go through with it.
I was quickly proved wrong when out strolled Christi.
She was the embodiment of sex. Her hair had been
loosely curled resulting in a fuller look. It looked as
though she had twice as much hair. It was styled high
on top and full on the sides. Her cute little bangs
pointed the way to her sexy eyes. She had obviously
spent a good deal of time on her eye makeup. She wore
bright red lipstick.
The dress she wore, if it could be called a dress, was
black and skin tight. It looked painted on. It had no
straps over the shoulders. It did not have the typical
‘V’ neck cut that Christi usually wore to show off her
cleavage. Instead it was cut straight across above her
breast. The dress had a strategically placed hole,
about four inches in diameter, situated between and
slightly below Christi’s breasts. The bottom inside
quarter of both breasts were exposed. Her nipples were
barely covered and the tips raised large bumps in the
dress material.
Additional four inch holes were found on both sides of
the dress and one exposed Christi’s belly button. The
skirt was just long enough to cover her ass-cheeks. She
wore a thick gold chain around her waist accentuating
her tiny middle. Christi had on a large pair of
earrings that featured the male symbol with its arrow
pointing through the circle of the female symbol. The
meaning was unmistakable. She rounded out the outfit
with black high heal shoes with 5 inch spikes.
Christi walked slowly around the stage. She did not
smile. Her face showed intense concentration. She had
the crowd’s attention. They clapped to the beat of the
music. My coworkers had big smiles on the faces and
tents growing in their pants. Christi looked at each
man with her sultry look, inviting each one to show her
how much of a man they were. I had the impression that
she would have taken on the whole crowd if allowed to.
Christi bumped to the music demonstrating the
flexibility of her hips. I could visualize her stuffing
a long cock in her box and bringing it off with those
twisting hips. She bent over allowing everyone a peak
at her black lace underwear. The only part of her
panties visible was the material covering her pussy and
asshole. They were the T-back variety. She
straightened up and pulled her skirt down.
Christi cupped her big tits with her hands, pushing
them together. She grabbed the material covering her
nipples and began to pull out. She stopped and looked
at the crowd trying to get a reaction. The hoots and
whistles persuaded her to give the guys a peak. She
stretched the material up and out allowing her nipples
to breathe. The yells and whistles peaked. Christi
quickly let go causing the material to snap back. Her
tits jiggled for a few seconds in reaction.
Christi raised her hands above her head, then fluffed
up her hair causing it fall every which way. Her skirt
raised up showing the small triangle of her panties.
Christi must have trimmed her pubic hair because it
should have been visible around the small covering. She
cleared her hair from her face by snapping her head
forward then back. Christi succeeded in putting her
hair in place but caused quite a scene when her tits
bounced around. Several guys around the stage threw
there heads back in disbelief.
It was time for Christi to strip. She hooked her thumbs
under the top of her dress and stretched the material
out. She hesitated, trying to get a reaction from the
crowd. When she was satisfied with the increased noise,
she lifted the top of her dress over her tits and let
the material gathered at her waist. She cupped her
breasts with her hands and hefted them for the crowd.
They cheered as she pinched her nipples with her long
red fingernails. She then reached for the hem of her
skirt and pulled it up to her waist. Christi made one
more stroll around the stage before pulling the dress
completely off.
The crowd had their tips ready. Christi made the rounds
taking the tips, kissing some of the guys and mashing
her tits into the face of a few lucky fellows. Several
guys managed to get some good feels of Christi’s tits.
A few patrons grabbed Christi’s ass. One fellow managed
to get his finger in Christi’s pussy. She just stared
at him as he put the finger in his mouth. The large
crowd screened all this activity from the club
management so no one was thrown out.
Unshaken, Christi went on. When I made my contribution
she French kissed me right in front of the crowd. This
generated one of the loudest rounds of noise of the
night. Joe our bachelor, managed to get his face beat
up by Christi’s large breasts. When Tim gave her his
tip he said something in her ear. She nodded positively
and moved to Sam. I wondered what Tim had said.
When Christi finished, she blew a kiss, wiggled her ass
and disappeared off the stage. She never once smiled
during the show. With her lusty look who would need to.
It was not surprising that Christi won. She finally
smiled when the club manager gave her the $800 check.
Christi had managed to get dressed before the
presentation. I still couldn’t believe how sexy she
was.
To my surprise Christi walked over to our table when
the presentation was over. Without hesitation she
jumped into Tim’s lap and said in a coy way, “Hi
fellas.” Christi mashed her big tits into Tim’s
shoulder as she talked. She asked, “Did you guys like
my show?” Everyone acknowledged in unison. Christi
flushed at the response. She panted, “Would one of you
guys buy me a drink? I’m so thirsty.” She let her
tongue rest on her lower lip, indicating how parched
she was. Sam replied, “Sure Baby, anything you want.”
When the waitress brought the drinks, Christi shifted
to Sam’s lap. For buying her a drink Christi rewarded
Sam with a deep kiss with lots of tongue action. This
surprised me for two reasons. First, here was my wife,
passionately kissing one of my friends in front of me.
Second, Sam was black. The last thing I expected was to
see my wife swapping tongues with Sam. Christi stroked
his leg and crotch as they kissed.
Every ten minutes or so Christi would crawl into
someone else’s lap. After Jeff had his turn he turned
to me and whispered, “This fox is hot as a firecracker.
I know she would let us fuck her. Did you see her grab
my crotch?” Walt told me the same thing. Walt, who is
also a black man, added, “Its been a while since I’ve
had some white pussy.” Christi appeared to be avoiding
me. Finally, after everyone had their turn of Christi
sitting in their lap, she came and sat in my lap.
Christi whispered in my ear, “I’m so hot, Mike. Your
friends are quite aggressive. I’ve been stroked and
patted. Two of your friends worked their fingers into
my pussy and one tried to put one in my ass. It’s taken
all the control I have not to ride one of those hands
to orgasm.” I looked at her with a slightly
disapproving look and said, “So, your having a good
time, huh?” She said, “Please don’t be mad, Mike.” I
smiled and said, “I’m just teasing, I’m not mad.” I
congratulated her on winning the contest.
Christi smiled and said, “Sam and Jeff both asked me to
go to a hotel with the group. They said they would pay
me $500 dollars if my performance at the hotel was as
good as the one here. What do you think?” I knew what
would happen if Christi went to a hotel with these
guys. I found myself excited at the thought. I said,
“If you want to go its fine by me, but you know what is
likely to happen.” Christi trembled with excitement at
my words, then whispered, “I know, Mike. This whole
evening has gotten me hotter than the sun. All I have
been able to think about tonight is being with all your
friends. If it’s all right with you, I would like to go
to the hotel and let them have sex with me.” I said,
“It sounds like fun to me. Go for it.” Christi gave me
a big hug and a deep kiss.
This was going to be a profitable night for Christi. I
figured when it was over she would be $1500 richer.
Christi passed the word, personally, to all the guys
that the party would continue at a more private place.
But that, of course, is another story.
Christi (A typical Wife) Part 2
By Warthog (warthog@boxtwo.com)
When we last left Christi, she had just won an amateur
stripping contest at the club ‘Leather and Lace’. My
coworkers and I had gathered at the club to celebrate
Joe’s last week as a bachelor. Christi had graciously
accepted an invitation to join our group after the
contest was over. We sat and talked and downed an
abundance of alcoholic. Two of my friends suggested
that Christi accompany the group to a nearby hotel for
a more private party. She accepted. Little did my
friends know that they had just invited my wife to a
hotel for what they hoped would be a non-stop gang-
bang.
We paid the tab and headed for the door with Christi in
tow. Fortunately, Walt had his van. We all piled in
and headed for the nearest hotel. Christi sat in the
back between Jeff and Sam. Tim sat in the front but his
attention was to the rear. In fact, even Joe and I,
sitting in the middle, had our necks turned to watch
Christi. Poor Walt had to keep his eye on the road.
I watched as Jeff grabbed a handful of Christi’s tit
through one of the openings in the side of her dress.
Sam ran his hand up Christi’s leg. She opened her legs
to allow him to reach his goal. Sam pulled aside
Christi’s panties and inserted a big black finger into
her pussy. Christi made a sound that sounded like a
cross between a moan and a growl. She was definitely
enjoying herself. Sam and Jeff took turns kissing
Christi. Their tongues were getting very well
acquainted.
When we arrived at the hotel Christi had transformed
from a sexy woman to a sex hungry animal. Sam and Jeff
got her so worked up that she was desperately trying to
get Jeff’s cock out of his pants. We calmed her down so
that we could leave the van. Even so, Christi’s
breathing was heavy and she kept squirming around. We
had to get her to the hotel room and put her fire out.
We got out of the van and headed for the lobby door. I
reminded Christi to pull down her skirt. She was so out
of it that she didn’t notice that her ass was hanging
out. She quickly straightened herself up. As we walked
through the lobby, heads turned in Christi’s direction.
Although she had straightened her dress, it still
revealed more than it hid. The fact that Christi’s face
was flushed and her hair was fluffed up from all the
groping, made it clear to all observers that seriously
heavy sex was in her immediate future.
Tim got us a room on the eleventh floor. We got in the
elevator for the trip up. The elevator was old and it
moved slowly. This gave Christi an opportunity for more
groping. She backed up into Tim and rubbed her ass up
and down on his crotch. Christi tilted her head back
against Tim’s shoulder and kisses him deeply as he
grabbed two handfuls of her big melons. She made that
moaning growling noise again as Tim squeezed one tit
and moved his other hand down to massage her pussy. The
old man that got on the elevator with us almost had a
heart attack.
I was relieved when we reached our floor and got out of
the elevator. Fortunately, the room was nearby. I
wanted to get Christi out of site as quick as possible.
Tim opened the door and ushered her in. The rest of us
followed Christi in, watching her ass swivel as she
entered the room.
The room was good a size. There was a king size bed, a
table and plenty of chairs. Christi seemed to change
now that we were in the hotel room. I thought maybe
she was having second thoughts. It could be rather
intimidating for a woman to be in a relatively small
room with six horny men. Of course, Christi knew what
was expected of her.
Once everyone was in the room, Tim locked the door. The
now serious Christi said, “Its time for my second
performance.” So much for Christi wanting to back out.
She seemed to have a plan. She began telling everyone
where to sit. Sam and Jeff sat on the bed and the rest
of us sat in chairs. We ended up in sort of a circle.
Christi shimmied over to the room radio and turned it
on. She tuned in a station that played hard Rock and
Roll.
Christi announced, “We are gathered here to celebrate
Joe’s upcoming wedding. In that spirit, it is my
intention to see that no man in this room leaves
tonight unsatisfied. I know that if I am successful, I
will be the most satisfied of all.” Everyone applauded
Christi’s little speech. Christi bowed with a smile
then continued, “You men get ready now, because my
second show will be hotter and faster than the first.”
Christi began her dance by swaying those luscious hips
to the beat of the music. She raised the hem of her
skirt on the right side and grabbed the strap of her
panties. She pulled down the strap and her hem with it.
She managed this without flashing the ‘V’ between her
legs. She repeated the act for the left side. All this
was accomplished while rocking her hips to the music.
She now danced with the straps of her panties dangling
out from under her skirt.
Christi ran her hands through her hair fluffing it up,
then slowly traced her hands down her body. She stopped
to cup her tits, pushing them together. Christi then
continued down passed her waist and over her hips. She
hooked the straps of her panties with her thumbs as she
moved her hands down her smooth tanned legs. Christi’s
underwear slid down her legs as her hands reached her
ankles. I looked over at Joe who was smiling. He was
getting a great view of Christi’s ass. The hem of her
skirt hiked up as she bent at the waist. Joe’s eyes
were glued to Christi exposed pussy.
It had been Christi’s plan all along to give the guest
of honor the first shot. Joe would have more firsts as
things progressed. Christi straightened up and pulled
her skirt down. She grabbed a vacant chair and placed
it three feet in front of Joe. She sat down in the
chair with perfect posture, head up and hands in lap.
Slowly, Christi began to slouch in the chair. As
Christi’s ass moved toward the edge of the chair, her
dress stayed behind. She braced her arms on the chair
arms and lifted her feet off the floor and into Joe’s
lap.
Joe now had a pair of spiked high heel shoes gently
rubbing his crotch. He also had an unencumbered view
of Christi’s pussy. Her dress was now gathered up at
her hips. Christi whispered seductively, “Touch me,
Joe.” Joe didn’t have to ask where. He placed his right
index finger into Christi’s waiting pussy. “Boy, is she
wet,” observed Joe. He retrieved his finger and put it
in his mouth. He added, “Tastes great, too.”
Joe put his finger back in Christi’s pussy and stroked
her a few times. Christi opened her mouth and pointed
to it. Joe knew what she wanted. He pulled out his
juice-covered finger and offered it to Christi. She
quickly closed her mouth around his finger and gave her
patented moan. Christi licked his finger clean.
Christi removed her shoes from Joe crotch and sat up.
She had stimulated quite a hard-on. There was also a
wet stain on his jeans just left of his zipper. Christi
noticed it and said, “I’m not the only one who’s wet.”
She bent over, stuck her tongue out and licked the wet
area. Christi then went to work on his belt buckle
with her hands. After loosening Joe’s belt, she
unbuttoned his jeans. She reached through the fly and
fished out Joe’s hardened steel. His cock measured
about 9 inches long and 6 inches around. Christi opened
her mouth in awe. She was used to seeing my average 6-
inch cock.
Joe was oozing goo from the tip of his cock. Christi
had to have a taste. She smiled at Joe and as she
looked him in the eye, she ran her tongue across the
head of his cock. She pulled her tongue back in her
mouth to sample the pre-cum. Christi moaned, “Ummmmmmm,
tastes good.” I said to myself, “I never thought I
would ever see my wife blowing another man.” After her
taste, Christi began to give Joe a serious blow job.
She licked his cock from tip to balls. She swallowed
his dick as far as she could. Christi managed about 5
inches.
After a few minutes of sucking, Christi got up and
knelt on the chair.
She rested her arms on the back of the chair and turned
to look at Joe. Christi said in a pouting voice, “Put
it in….. Please, Joe, put your hard cock inside me.”
Joe got on his feet and aligned his cock with her
pussy. They were both ready for hot sex. Joe was hard
as a rock and Christi was dripping wet.
Joe rested his cock on Christi’s ass while he adjusted
his position. Once he had purchase, he maneuvered his
cock to Christi’s opening. He teased her by rubbing the
head of his cock over her clit. Christi moaned and
begged, “Oh please Joe, put it in me. Please.” Joe
complied with a slow thrust that pierced Christi’s
pussy lips and filled her cunt. She managed to take the
whole 9 inches. Christi tilted her head slightly,
closed her eyes and let out a moan that I could feel in
my gut. Joe had plucked the correct string. Christi was
in heaven.
Joe slowly pulled back out then re-entered. After a few
strokes he picked up the pace. Christi met his thrust
with her own, slamming her ass into Joe’s legs. Her
growling moans continued throughout the pounding. After
about 2 minutes of hard heavy sex, Christi came. She
tensed up with her eyes tightly shut and her mouth wide
open. She shook for about 20 seconds and finally let
out a breath. Her moans returned as she resumed fucking
Joe’s cock.
After another minute Joe’s breathing increased and his
moans got louder. Everybody knew he was about to
squirt. Christi looked back at Joe and said lustfully,
“I want to taste you. Please Joe, cum in my mouth.” Joe
nodded, as his orgasm got nearer. Suddenly, he pulled
out his cock and grabbed the head. Christi quickly spun
around and sat down. She opened her mouth and stuck out
her tongue.
Joe laid the head of his cock on her tongue and
released the pent up sperm. Two quick spurts burst out
of his cock. Christi stayed with it. Joe’s cock
finished with a steady drool of cum that Christi
collected in her mouth. We all stood up to see Joe’s
load, now pooled in Christi’s mouth. She made sure
every one could see the load before she swallowed it
down. Christi finished by spit shining Joe’s cock. When
she was done, she said, “Thanks Joe for the yummy cum.”
Christi stood up and said, “I think it’s about time I
got out of this dress.” Walt chimed in, “Yea, Baby,
lets see you strip.” The bottom of her dress was still
gathered at her waist after fucking Joe. Joe was now
sitting in his chair recuperating. Christi pulled down
her dress and smoothed it out. She was quite a site.
That tight dress clung to her body, detailing every
sexy curve. Christi’s hair had developed a wild look
during all the pounding she took from Joe. Her cheeks
were red with the flow of blood through her body.
Christi began her bump and grind once again, this time
dancing for the rest of us. She danced up to me and sat
in my lap. Christi wiggled her ass against my hardening
cock still trapped in my jeans. She took my hands and
placed them on her big tits. I massaged those mounds
while she threw her head back against my shoulder. She
moaned as I stroked her nipples. Christi finished with
me by giving me a wet kiss.
Christi danced from man to man, swapping tongues and
rubbing her body against ours. When she was through, we
all had built tents in our pants. Christi moved to the
center of our circle, hooked the top of her dress with
her thumbs and struggled to get the tight dress over
her large breasts. They finally jiggled free, when she
yanked the material down. She continued pushing the
dress down until it hit the floor. Christi now stood in
front of us with only a smile and a pair of ‘fuck me’
high heel shoes.
Christi reached for Sam’s hand and said, “Sam, it’s
been a fantasy of mine to be fucked by a black man.” I
said to myself, “You never told me that.” Christi took
Walt’s hand in her remaining hand and continued; “Now I
have two handsome studs to choose from. My problem is I
can’t make up my mind.” She looked at Sam and Walt with
a pouting face. Sam’s face brightened with an idea. He
said, “Why don’t we both fuck you at the same time.”
Christi’s smiled returned as she said, “That’s a
perfect solution.” I wasn’t buying her act. That’s what
she wanted all along.
Sam and Walt quickly shed their clothes while Christi
crawled on the bed and waited. When Christi got an
eyeful of what awaited her, she gasped. Walt’s cock
was huge. I couldn’t begin to estimate how long it was.
I know it exceeded a foot and it was thicker than
Christi’s wrist. If that wasn’t enough, Sam’s cock
appeared to be larger. As they stood side by side, I
figured Sam to be almost 2 inches longer than Walt and
slightly thicker in girth. Christi was definitely in
for a rough ride.
Christi developed a concerned look on her face and she
said, “I’m not sure I can take those monsters.” Sam
reassured her, “Baby, we’ll be real gentle. You just
need a little preparation, that’s all.” Christi said,
“This won’t hurt will it.” “Naw… Just relax, Baby,”
said Sam. Both men got on the bed with Christi. Sam
moved to her left and began stroking her pussy. Walt
moved to Christi’s right and began to kiss her. Walt
massaged Christi’s tits while there tongues played tag.
I was amazed at the contrasts found in this scene. I
guess the most obvious was the black skin of Walt and
Sam against my wife’s white skin. Even with her deep
tan, she looked almost pale next to the two black men.
The next contrast was size. Both men were well over six
feet and heavy set. Christi’s average female height
made her look tiny next to Walt and Sam. In fact, she
looked fragile. Christi was the china shop and Walt and
Sam were the bulls. Finally, how was Christi going to
fit two and a half feet of cock into her small
orifices. We would soon know.
Sam put his big index finger into Christi’s pussy and
began pumping her. Christi’s muffled moans were heard
as her body began to squirm. She was heating up. Sam
added a second finger to the first and picked up the
pace of his finger fuck. Squishing and sucking noises
could be heard coming from Christi’s pussy. Her juices
were flowing in response to Sam’s efforts. Christi’s
moans got louder as Sam inserted a third finger. With
three of Sam’s big fingers inside her pussy, Christi
was taking the equivalent of one of these monster black
cocks.
Christi thrashed around on the bed in lustful bliss.
Walt pulled his lips away from Christi’s mouth and Sam
retrieved his juice covered fingers from her pussy. She
continued to thrash around until she realized they had
pulled away. Christi looked at Walt and Sam and begged,
“Don’t stop, guys.” Sam moved around and knelt in front
of Christi. He said, “I figured you’d like this piece
of meat more than my fingers.” Christi stared, wide
eyed, at the monster poised at her pussy. She said,
“Oh, put it in, Sam. Please put it in me.”
Sam rubbed the large head against Christi’s clit. He
collected some of Christi’s juice on his hand and
greased up his cock. Christi was squirming in
anticipation. Sam placed the head at her opening and
pushed forward. Christi was so well lubricated that the
head popped in without a fuss. He eased that big black
cock into Christi until his big balls rested against
her ass. The site was incredible. I would never have
thought that Christi could take the whole thing. I was
curious how big Sam was so I asked, “Say Sam, how long
is that ugly thing?” Sam proudly answered, “Fourteen
and a half inches.”
Sam slowly pulled his cock out and then pushed it back
in. He continued slowly pumping Christi for a few
strokes, then began to pick up the pace. Christi was
meeting his thrusts with her own. Walt, who had been
watching Sam’s penetration, moved up to Christi’s head.
She looked up a Walt as her head bounced with each
thrust of Sam’s cock. Walt dangled his substantial tool
over Christi’s face. Christi made a small circle with
her lips and moaned, “Ooohhh.” The lust on her face was
total. She closed her eyes as she lifted her head to
take Walt’s cock in her mouth.
Walt leaned closer to Christi so that she could rest
her head on the pillow. He began to face fuck Christi
while Sam fucked her pussy. Her low moans vibrated
throughout the room. I could still feel them in my gut.
Suddenly, Christi tensed up as she had an orgasm. Walt
pulled his cock out of her mouth while Sam continued
pumping. After about half a minute, Christi began
moving again. She reached up to guide Walt’s cock back
to her mouth. The double pumping continued.
After a couple of minutes went by, Sam said, “Lets get
Christi on her knees.” Both men pulled out and Christi
turned over. She backed up on Sam’s cock and pulled
Walt’s cock to her mouth. Christi was the creamy center
of an Oreo fucking. Christi’s black studs began to
synchronized their strokes. They would pull out at the
same time and push in at the same time. Christi moaned
with each inward stroke.
It was at this time that I notice that most of Walt’s
cock was disappearing into Christi’s mouth. I figured
that the angle was better in the new position they were
in. Walt had a near straight shot down Christi’s
throat. With each stroke she swallowed more. Finally,
Walt’s balls were slapping Christi’s chin and her nose
was touching his pubic hair. She hungrily worked on
Walt’s cock without a hint of discomfort. Walt busied
his hands by massaging Christi’s swaying tits. Every
time he pinched her nipples, she would let out what
sounded like a muffled squeak. Christi’s squeaks and
moans served to vibrate Walt’s cock. He couldn’t take
much more.
After pounding Christi at both ends for about 10
minutes, Walt looked at Sam and said, “She’s driving me
crazy with that throat of hers. I’m gonna pop soon.”
Sam agreed, “Yea man, her tight snatch has been
squeezing my dick. I think her pussy wants my load.
What say we blow at the same time.”
Walt nodded as they quickened their strokes in unison.
Sam and Walt began grunting louder and louder as they
impaled Christi with their swords. Sam growled, “Ready,
one, two, three.” At the stroke of three, Sam buried
his cock in Christi as far as it would go and unleashed
his massive load. Likewise, Walt buried his cock down
Christi’s throat and gave her tummy a coating that
Phillips would be proud of. They remained in that
position for a few seconds. We all realized then that
Sam had counted Christi down for her third orgasm of
the night.
Walt extracted his cock from Christi’s throat to let
her breath. She inhaled deeply after coming out of her
orgasm and with a winded voice she said, “That was
fantastic, guys.” She looked at Walt then Sam and
added, “I’m sorry I didn’t get to taste you.” Sam said,
“Well I think we can do something about that… Hey
somebody, get me that glass over there.” Jeff, who was
standing by the table, grabbed a hotel glass and took
the paper off. He handed the glass to Sam, who still
had his cock buried in Christi.
Sam slowly pulled his big black cock out of my pure
white wife’s pussy. He positioned the glass under his
emerging cock-head. The sucking action of Sam’s
withdrawal had pulled a good portion of his cum out of
the depths of Christi’s womb. It was now flowing out of
Christi’s pussy and into the glass. Her throbbing pussy
muscles pulsed the last few drops over her clit and
into the glass.
Sam held up the glass to show the guys. We all
applauded the freshly extracted load. Christi finally
relaxed by sitting on the bed. She looked at Sam and
said firmly, “Give it to me, Sam.” “Anything for the
lady,” replied Sam. He handed her the glass. Christi
swirled the liquid around in the glass a few times then
put the glass to her lips and drank down Sam’s gooey
load. A cheer went up in the room as Christi licked the
cum mustache off her upper lip. I thought to myself,
“My wife has turned completely nasty and I love it.”
Christi looked around the room and asked, “Whose left?”
Jeff and Tim had already stripped and were waiting for
their turn. They jumped on the bed and began fondling
Christi. Christi gave each partner a big wet kiss.
Christi noticed that I was still sitting in my chair
fully dressed and asked in her best sexy voice, “Hey
Mike, aren’t you going to join us.” I answered her
question with a question, “You mean you want three men
at once?” Christi didn’t answer with words. She merely
looked me in the eye with those killer eyes and nodded
affirmatively. She extended her index finger and
motioned for me to join the group.
Tim and Jeff were busy licking Christi’s tits and
stroking her wet pussy. The latter was still moist from
Sam’s load. I stripped down and crawled on the bed.
Christi inquired, “OK, who wants to fuck my pussy?” Tim
quickly volunteered. Christi continued, “Who wants to
get sucked?” Jeff raised his hand before I could say
anything. Christi looked at me with a sly look and
said, “Well Mike, I guess that means that you get my
ass.” I nodded and said, “Anything to please the lady.”
Christi nodded royally and began assigning places.
Christi placed Tim on his back and put Jeff at the head
of the bed. She crawled onto Tim, making sure that she
dragged her large tits across Tim’s hard 8 inches. Once
Christi had her pussy aligned with Tim’s cock, she
reached back and grabbed his cock. Christi rubbed the
head and shaft across her clit and pussy lips to
lubricate Tim’s meat. Once satisfied with her
preparations, Christi inserted Tim’s cock head in her
opening and slowly lowered herself. A lustful moan rose
from Christi’s throat as she skewered herself on Tim’s
hard kabob.
Tim and Christi began banging each other with
increasing pace. Christi looked into Jeff’s eyes with a
lusty expression that said, “I got a big hard cock
pounding my pussy and it’s making me crazy. Now, if I
only had a cock in my mouth.” Jeff got the message. He
positioned himself so that Christi could take his 11
inch log into her mouth. She greedily sucked his meat
into her mouth as she bounced up and down on Tim.
Christi sucked Tim down her throat easily after Walt
paved the way. I was glad that Christi had learn how to
deep throat a cock. I was looking forward to a blow job
from her. Christi was now fucking and sucking these two
guys as if she was possessed. She trashed around has
she took it from both ends. After about five minutes of
pounding, Christi pulled Jeff’s cock out of her mouth
and turned around to find me. She said in a labored
voice, “What are you waiting for. I want you in my ass,
now!”
Christi went back to sucking Jeff as I positioned
myself on the bed. I spit on my hands, then rubbed it
on my cock for lubrication. Once I was slick enough, I
pressed my cock to Christi’s anal opening. It wasn’t
easy to get my cock in her asshole. Christi was
bouncing around quite a bit and she had a good sized
cock occupying the area between her legs. After some
coaxing I got my relatively small six inch dick to
slide into her backdoor.
The next task was to get four people synchronized. I
finally figured out that everything depended on
Christi. I decided to let her do the moving. The other
two guys must have figured the same thing. We all held
our positions and let Christi do the fucking. It was
quite a scene. I could look down and see my own cock
plug Christi’s ass and below that Tim’s cock was
filling her pussy. I looked up and watched the facial
muscles on the side of Christi’s face work on Jeff’s
monster.
I was fully aware that Tim’s cock was close to mine. I
could feel his shaft through the thin wall between
Christi’s asshole and pussy. It must have been quite a
feeling for her as well. Christi had been fucking the
three of us for about 10 minutes when she stiffened and
began shaking. Her orgasm lasted about 30 seconds. She
continued fucking us after her orgasm subsided. A few
minutes later Christi had another one.
The site of my wife in so much pleasure was too much
for me. I began to pump Christi’s ass as hard as I
could. After five good strokes I launched my wad into
Christi’s bowels. Soon afterward, Jeff pulled his cock
out of Christi’s mouth and hosed her face down with his
thick sperm. Christi managed to catch most of it in her
mouth, however her face was covered with Jeff’s goo.
Christi used a finger to scrap the cum off her face and
put it in her mouth while Tim continued to pump her
pussy.
Christi was licking Jeff’s dick clean when Tim made one
last forceful assault on her pussy and showered her
womb with a big load. My cock was still buried in
Christi’s asshole. I could feel Jeff’s cock expand when
he came. The whole experience was fascinating as well
as stimulating.
When Christi had finished cleaning Jeff’s cock she
dismounted herself from our cocks. She crawled off Tim
and moved down to swab him down. She did her usual
expert job of cleaning up Tim’s cock. I wasn’t
expecting this kind of treatment, considering where my
cock had been. Christi surprised me, however, when she
finished Tim’s cleaning then leaned over to kiss the
head of my cock. Christi smiled slyly at the expression
on my face. She knew that she had shocked me. Christi
then blew me away by opening her mouth and swallowing
my entire cock, whole.
I couldn’t believe that Christi did this. Every guy in
the room groaned at her act. Nobody had every seen an
act so nasty. After cleaning my cock thoroughly with
her tongue, she announced, “Don’t be so shocked guys.
This afternoon I cleaned myself inside and out down
there.” Even so, it was still unconventional.
Christi’s admission of her anal preparation convinced
me that she had planned our little gang bang from the
beginning. Evidently, our discussions about the
proposition she had received from those men last week
had motivated her to attempt our little party. I didn’t
mind, really. I was too excited with all the fucking
going on.
The evening didn’t end after Christi’s three man fuck.
We continued until dawn. We took a couple of breaks to
rest, but before it was over I had cum three times and
had taken Christi in every hole. The rest of the guys
had similar experiences except for Tim. He deserved a
shirt with a big ‘S’ on it. He must have cum 5 or 6
times. Some of Christi’s longest orgasms were with Tim.
I lost count of Christi’s orgasms. She never tired
during the marathon fuck session. The rest of us
swapped off but Christi participated in every act that
took place. I now saw Christi in a different light. I
was impressed with her ability or talent to give so
much pleasure to so many men at one time. Her reward
was her own pleasure, but it was a fraction of the
cumulative pleasure she gave us. I only hoped she could
now be satisfied with the likes of me after
experiencing all these men.
That morning we all cleaned up and headed back to the
club where our cars were parked. We all said our good-
byes and gave Christi a hug and kiss. Tim handed
Christi a stack of bills and asked, “Christi, can I get
your phone number. I know we’ll have another party
soon.” Christi replied, “Don’t worry Tim, I’ll be
around. When you want to see me, just tell Mike. He’s
my husband.” They all looked at me with stunned
expressions.