The first night.

I am a married woman, early thirties with no children. My
husband is a little older and has always been trying to
get me into threesomes. Well when John visited, he
succeeded!

John arrived early in the morning and was working during
the day so nothing much happened until that night.
However after dinner and showers etc. my husband Peter
told me to wear something sexy. I choose a green silk
negligee and put on a very brief leopard skin pattern T-
back panties. The night before John arrived, Peter had
trimmed and shaved my pussy so that I only had a slim
strip of fur above my slit.

Needless to say John was a little surprised when I came
into the room wearing the negligee but he soon became
accustomed to it. I noticed a bulge in his shorts when he
was watching me. Peter came over to me in front of John
and started to cuddle me and feel me up while standing.
The feeling of his hands rubbing over my back, arse and
tits with the silk and in front of John was very
exciting. However I was feeling very shy and nervous so I
just decided to do whatever Peter told me to do.

As Peter was running his hands over my bum he suddenly
said, “What is this? I thought I told you the rule is
that you are not to wear any panties at home?” I blushed
and wondered what he was going to do, as I know that he
likes showing me off to other men and making them
jealous. I didn’t have to wait for long.

He lifted the bottom of my negligee up exposing my bum
and panties to John. He held my hips and rotated me
showing me off to John both front and back. “This has to
go.”

He then unclipped my panties and pulled them off me,
flashing John with my nakedness at the same time before
the negligee dropped. I was very apprehensive but excited
at the same time. I found that I liked the feeling of
being dominated and displayed in front of John, who I
know as a good friend and am comfortable with and, of
course, Peter with whom I am happy and feel safe and
secure. As I did not feel in any danger I decided to let
things happen.

I looked over a John who was now sitting on the sofa with
a tent in his pants. John was smiling and looking at me
with anticipation. Peter then told me that I must look
after our guest with whatever he wants while he was
staying with us and to go and get some drinks from the
kitchen.

As I walked off to the kitchen Peter sat down on the sofa
opposite John and I could see that he was getting hard as
well. I could hear them talking and overheard Peter ask
John if he was interested in going all the way. John
replied that he loved the way I look and was really
turned on by my body.

He then said that he would enjoy doing anything that
Peter and I were comfortable with. I felt an electric
shock run through my pussy then, as I knew that finally
it was going to happen. Sometime over then next few days
I was going to be fucked by two men at the same time. I
was a bit scared but secretly I also wanted it to happen.

I returned to the lounge room and sat down next to John.
As Peter was sitting opposite he had a full front on view
of both John and I. I handed John his drink and let my
hand fall onto his lap. I saw Peter’s approving look as I
casually caressed the bulge in John’s pants and asked
John coyly, “What is this?”

John suggested that I feel around and figure it out for
myself as he slipped his bum forward on the seat to give
me better access to his cock. As I grabbed and massaged
his cock harder through his pants I sat back and spread
my knees apart, my negligee falling back exposing my
pussy to both Peter and John. I casually ran my finger
through my slit and found it to be quite wet. Peter was
also rubbing his cock through his shorts too.

John’s cock was getting hard and I said to John I think
that this needs rescuing from these shorts that seem to
be restricting it. Without a word, John promptly slid his
shorts and pants off and I found myself looking at my
first cock apart from Peter’s that I have seen up close
in a long time.

I immediately grabbed it in my left hand as I masturbated
slowly with my right. John’s cock is a nice size, average
length and a little thick, which I like because I am not
a big woman and I have a tight pussy. His cock was also
very hard showing me that John was very excited with what
was happening.

Peter said to John that not only do I have a nice tight
pussy but I have great tits as well and he should have a
look at them. John reached over to me and slid the
shoulder straps off my shoulders causing my tits to fall
out of the negligee. I inadvertently let go of John’s
cock to cover my tits at this point until I heard Peter
tell me, “Liz, don’t let go of John’s cock!”

I reached out again and grabbed hold of his cock and
started pumping it with both hands. Peter told me that
whatever happens I was not to let go of his cock.

John then started to run his hands over my shoulders and
down to my tits. I felt him gently squeeze each tit and
lightly pinch the nipples. I closed my eyes for a moment
and the next thing that I knew was that I felt John’s
hand on the back of my head guiding me to his cock.

As I felt the tip of his cock touch my lips I opened my
mouth, licked the cock head and then let John slid his
cock into my mouth. Once I had taken as much as I could,
I held it there while running my tongue around inside my
mouth. I looked across at Peter who had taken his clothes
off and was slowly pumping his cock while watching me
intently as I gave John a blowjob.

He was looking at me with approval and pride and I felt a
new sense of liberation as I turned into a wife slut, his
wife slut, right before his eyes.

John asked me to stop for a moment as he wanted to take
my negligee off. I lifted my arms up and felt his hands
run up my body as I was stripped. John then took his own
top off and was now totally naked. John had me kneel on
the sofa beside him with my legs apart and my eyes
closed. I felt one hand start to feel my pussy and a nice
strong finger slip inside my cunt.

I then felt another hand on my right tit gently
caressing. I then felt a third hand on my other tit and
realised that Peter had now joined us. Peter was kissing
my neck from behind and caressing the other tit while his
other hand was sliding over my bum in between my legs to
vie for space in my pussy with John. I felt them take
turns in sliding their fingers into my pussy and I
realised that I was being willingly violated by two men
at the same time ‘| I felt great, so much attention!

John then put his hand at the back of my head again and
pulled me towards his cock. I lay down sideways on the
sofa with my head on his tummy facing outwards towards
his cock. Peter sat down on the sofa behind me and was
running his hands over my body as I again accepted John’s
cock into my mouth. I reached down between his legs and
fondled his balls as I pumped his shaft with the other
hand while bobbing my head up and down. I could feel him
becoming more excited.

My own pussy was aching for attention and I was happy to
feel Peter’s cock touch the entrance to my cunt and then
slowly slide inside. I opened my legs and could sense
that John was watching Peter’s cock slide into my pussy.
This was my first experience of a double penetration and
it was wonderful.

Peter grabbed my hips and slowly started to pump in and
out of my pussy. I took one hand off John’s cock and slid
it in between my legs to feel Peter’s cock inside of me
and also masturbate my clit. John started pumping his
cock with his hand into my mouth, thrusting at the same
time. I looked back with my mouth full of John’s cock and
saw Peter watching me intently as he pleased himself in
my cunt.

I felt Peter start to tense and thrust harder and faster.
Obviously the sight of his wife enjoying sucking off
another man was turning him on immensely. I rubbed my
clit faster and was surprised to feel the build up of my
own orgasm. I then felt this wonderful orgasm wash over
me as my body jerked with the intense pleasure. As I
slowed down from the post orgasmic bliss, I felt Peter
thrust deep into me and unload what was a huge load of
cum. It felt so good.

Finally I took my mouth off John’s cock briefly and
turned to look at him and told him that I wanted him to
cum in my mouth. That seemed to trigger him because
almost as soon as I slid his cock back into my mouth I
felt him start to jerk. Then a few moments later he
groaned and unleashed his own load of hot cum into my
mouth. I was surprised at how much. I decided not to
swallow as I had a different idea. I thought that if
Peter wanted me to be his wife slut then he has to be
prepared to accept me being as slutty as I want to be.

When John had finished pumping his cum into my mouth I
closed my mouth and sat up, sliding myself off Peter’
still hard cock then turning to face him. He looked at me
with love and admiration, telling me how beautiful I
looked. Before he could say anything more I grabbed the
back of his head and pulled him towards me and started to
kiss him passionately.

To his surprise I then also started to share John’s load
of cum with him by pushing it into his mouth with my
tongue. He resisted slightly at first but I decided that
if I was going to have to swallow another man’s cum, well
Peter should share in the experience. He then opened his
mouth wide and accepted what I had to give to him. I
wasn’t going to let John off the hook either. I then
turned and kissed John passionately too giving him a
taste of what he had given me. He too wasn’t ready for
this but decided to accept the inevitable.

After this I stood up and stretched, proudly naked and
just-fucked in front of them both as they sat side-by-
side on the sofa. My hair was messed up and I still had
some drops of cum on my mouth and chin. As I stood I
could feel Peter’s cum start to drip out of my wet pussy
and I unabashedly spread my legs so that Peter and John
could see it drip. I ran my hand through my pussy and
spread the cum over my pussy and tummy.

Peter and John looked exhausted but both had big smiles
on their faces. Their cocks were drooping with droplets
of cum dripping from the tips and cum on their faces. I
knelt between then and, after grabbing their cocks in
each hand, whispered to them, “I think that you have both
unleashed a sex-crazed demon. I hope that you will both
continue to satisfy me!”

I then headed of for a shower wagging my bum at them as I
went.

Jenny’s Submissive Five Man Gangbang
by Tom (address withheld)
Quick edit by AB-2005

***

My wife Jenny meets up with a bunch of us guys in a
hotel and gets used as a fuckslut. She gets cummed on,
cummed in and ends up pregnant. (M+/F, voy, wife, orgy)

***

It was the night I had been waiting for, the night my
wife Jenny was going to be gang fucked. Everything was
in place the room at the hotel was booked, the guys
were ready and my slut wife was horny and willing to be
used as a sex toy by the men. It has long been a
fantasy, but this night made it reality.

Jenny was hot, on the week leading up to the gangbang
she was wet most of the time, in the car while driving
she would open her legs and get me to feel her wetness,
one day coming back from an antique shop she was so
horny that we stopped on the side of a country road,
parked under some trees and I fucked her like crazy she
was so turned on, she didn’t care who might see us.

She stripped off her top and skirt and I mounted her in
the front seat of our car. I couldn’t help but look at
my hard cock pumping in and out of her dripping pussy
and thinking, this is going to be what Greg sees and
feels on Friday night. Greg is a friend I found for her
on the web. Greg has already played with her once
before, fingering her and jerking off on her tits while
I watched and jerked off in a chair in a hotel room
approximately 3 months ago.

But on Friday it would go to the gangbang level, Jeff,
Robert and Callum were also going to be there with the
three of us, that works out to 5 cocks and 1 pussy, and
man was my slut wife gonna get a good fucking she
deserves.

The rest of the week was full of anticipation, Jenny
wouldn’t let me fuck her at all , she wanted me really
horny, and was I ever, I was jerking off everyday just
thinking about the mess these guys were gonna make on
my bride.

Friday morning came around and she woke up really
horny, while she was half asleep I got my hand between
her thighs and was massaging her cunt which was oh so
creamy and hot, she just pressed down on my hand and
squeezed her legs together. I got up had a shower and
went to work, during the day I couldn’t thinking of
anything but the night.

I got home early around 4.30, the kids had been dropped
of at the sitters house, and my wife had already
showered and waxed her bikini line, in fact she had
completely removed all hair from around her love hole,
she told me that would give all the boys a better view
when she started teasing them.

I went into our bedroom and laid out on the bed was her
sheer see through black panties, a tight lycra skin
tight red top which displays her ample cleavage and a
little black skirt that she had spent the day
shortening even further, a suspender belt and stockings
and a slutty pair of black stiletto heels.

She was doing her hair in our bathroom and putting on
her make up, she then put on big silver loop earrings
and of course the slut wife ankle bracelet. When she
finished dressing and came into the study were I was ,
I had such a hard on, I just kept thinking of her being
ravaged by these men tonight, covered in their bodies,
and eventually in their sperm.

We got into the car and headed for a bar near the
hotel, Jenny needs a few drinks as leg openers before
any partying starts as she is usually really shy.
After about a 40 minutes Greg showed up and got us a
couple of drinks more, we sat and made small talk for
about 10 minutes, but the talk soon turned to the night
ahead, Greg was visibly excited as he was sporting a
hard on through his trousers.

Both Jenny and I noticed, at first she was a little
embarrassed, but Greg soon grabbed her hand and put it
on his cock, and told her that tonight her was going to
fuck her for all she’s worth. She would submit to all
the men’s desires, as that was what we agreed to before
the meeting.

Jenny just looked at me and gave me the wickedest
nervous smile.

We finished our drinks and hopped into the car, I told
Jenny to get in the back with Greg for the drive to the
hotel, while driving I could tell by the sounds in the
back seat that Greg was already warming up my wife for
the fun ahead, I heard him say, “Open up Jen. I just
want to feel your hot pussy!”

It was part of the fantasy that Jenny would be treated
as a slut for the evening, so I indulged the fantasy by
turning around and saying, “You heard him, open up
cunt. Let him feel if your ripe yet.”

Like a true slut my wife opened her legs. Greg then got
into it, “That’s right whore, you heard your husband,
you just a cunt tonight, your just three holes and a
pair if tits. That’s it, nothing more. Just a fucktoy,
and a cumslut for us men!”

I heard my wife moan, she was on fire.

When we got to the hotel the other 3 were already in
the lobby, they had smiles from ear to ear, my wife was
real eye-candy for them, she looked like she could fuck
a train, Greg had his hand on her arse as we walked
into the lobby, I followed and saw my Jenny with Greg’s
hand on her arse being introduced to the other guys
like a piece of cock meat. After all that’s all she was
to them, something to fuck and dump their cum in and
on, and man did that thought make me hot.

Callum got the key to the room and we all got into the
elevator, another couple got in with us, I couldn’t
really see Jenny as she was up in the corner and rob
was blocking my view with Callum and Jeff. I heard the
words “Wait till we get in the room, then a giggle from
my wife, she was obviously being felt up by the guys in
the elevator.

The girl from the other couple was obviously switched
on to what was going on, and was feeling uncomfortable,
her partner was straining to see what was going on. As
soon as they got out on their floor we were all alone
in the lift. I turned to see Rob pashing my wife,
Greg’s hands all over her tits and Callum’s hand
raising her skirt whilst rubbing her pussy inside her
panties, and the slut was loving every bit of it.

Callum and Rob then lifted my wife into the air and
pulled her legs apart and said, “Jeff! Have a look at
this!” Greg then pulled her panties aside to expose her
well lubricated cunt, her pussy lips were puffy and
swollen, we could see right up her fuck hole, it was
ready, okay, it was open and warm and inviting, her
eyes now looking glazed, “What’s she gonna be like in
the room, if she’s like this in the elevator? I thought
to myself.

We got to our floor and the guys tidied her up a bit,
putting her tits back n her top, and fixing her skirt.
She looked flushed and her legs were trembling with
excitement as we walked to room 981. I followed the
crowd of 6 and watched as they opened the door to the
room and Greg said, “Get in bitch!”

My wife looked at me and obeyed her new master.

Once in the room, Callum opened the bar frig and got
out some beers, Rob went up to Jenny and pulled her
roughly onto his lap, groping her and fingering her
hole, Greg came up to her while she was on robs lap,
grabbed her face and gave her a long passionate tongue
kiss, to which she willingly responded.

“Get your clothes of whore!”

Jeff said, “You heard him cunt!”

Jenny stood up and removed her skirt and top first.

“Panties slut!” called out Callum.

There was my wife of 18 years naked in a room of six
horny guys about to receive the fuck of her life. “Come
here and get on you hands and knees bitch.” said
Callum.

Jenny did as she was told, when she gets really hot she
is extremely submissive, come and be a footrest for
Greg, my wife walked over on her hands and knees up to
Greg who put his feet up on her back, she was made to
stay like that for about 5 minutes while the guys
commented on her hanging tits, she was told to spread
her legs but must not have heard the command, so I went
up and spread her thighs wide, so that I GOOD BEST
DISPLAY HER TACKLE TO THE GUYS AND ADD MORE FUEL TO THE
FIRE.

“Fuck! She’s drippin!” came the words from one of the
guys. And we could all see the creamy substance women
make when they lubricate their pussies before a fuck,
literally oozing out of her open vagina.

Rob got up and walked over to Jenny, and grabbed her by
her hair” get up cunt” he said to her, he looked at me
and said, “It’s time we sample your wife’s good, Tom.”

All I could say was, “Yeah!”

With that rob took Jenny over to the bed and made her
get on her back n the middle of the big mattress, the
other guys now came over to look down on this helpless
horny slut, my wife, my cunt, their whore.

She opened her legs and parted her pussy lips with her
fingers as the guys came so close we could all smell
the scent of her wanting gaping cunt. “Who’ first!”
asked Greg. Then Callum pulled out a piece of paper and
pen, “Let’s pick numbers,” he said. Callum wrote the
numbers 1 to 5 and then tore up the paper into four
pieces, I didn’t get a number, I had to go last because
I fuck her all the time.

The guys drew their turns, Rob first, then Callum,
Jeff, then Greg.

Rob stripped off and mounted Jenny in one fast move, no
romance, no love, just pure animal lust he pounded her
cunt and we all watched his cock, coated with her
vaginal juices thrust in and out of her, while this was
going on Callum had also stripped and was pulling his
cock to harden up more, her went up to my wife’s face
and stuck his cock in her mouth, like an animal she
automatically began to suck him, like a primitive
ritual she was hardening her next lovers for the
breeding.

Rob suddenly yelled out, “FUCK! I’m gonna cum!” Then he
let out a massive groan and pumped his seed furiously
into my wife’s womb. Lucky he had on a condom, I
thought to myself.

He pulled out of Jenny and we all looked at the load
he’d pumped into the rubber. “Shit!” said Callum,
“Lucky that load didn’t splash her cervix, or this
bitch would be a mama again for sure. Everybody laughed
at that.

Callum was hard as a rock and grabbed Jenny by the
hair, “Get down in doggie mode cunt.”

Jenny did, and again without any kind of foreplay or
the slightest respect he mounted her from behind like a
dog would. The other guys had already taken off their
clothes and were now jerking off as they watched their
buddy using my wife like a common whore.

Jenny just held her position, head hanging, long hair
around her face, her big 38c tits swinging with his
fucking motion.

Callum had a big dick and I’m sure he was hurting her a
bit but none of us really cared, she was only there to
take our cum, and give us pleasure, that was her only
job and she would have to endure it.

Like his buddy Rob, Callum was now fucking Jenny more
vigorously. He was about to cum his first load of the
night in my wife. All the other guys were visibly  more
excited watching the scene. It was like watching dogs
waiting their turn on the bitch that was in season. My
wife was definitely in season.

A loud groan of satisfaction escaped Callum’s lips,
then three more thrusts and his body tenses and he
filled her waiting hold with his hot sticky cum, then
he was done. She had to take his full weight on her
back, his hands still clutching under her body, one
hand on her cunt lips the other holding her right tit.
He lay on top of her sweating and motionless for a
moment.

Then when he was ready he dismounted, the guys went
down to get a rear view of his cock coming out of my
wife. Jeff said, “Fuck! He popped the rubber!”

Oops! I went down to take a look. Damn, there was
another man’s seed dripping from my wife’s cunt. She
was fertile at this time of month.

Rob slapped me on the back, “Congratulations man, she
might be a mum again.”

I felt sick for a moment, but looking at my willing
wife and the fact that she didn’t care, all she wanted
was some more cock. It was all so fucking perverted, it
just made me hornier.

Jeff flipped my horny bitch onto her back and climbed
on and did her missionary style for about five minutes,
then pulled out and sprayed his cum all over her belly
and the outside of her cunt. It looked awesome. Her
pussy was red and puffy now and the flaps were really
engorged with blood. Her nipples were sticking up rock
hard from all the sucking they’d gotten, and cum was
sprayed all over her gaping hole, it was just fucking
awesome!

Greg pushed Jeff off her and climbed onto her, shoving
his stiff cock into Jenny’s cum filled cunt, and cum-
covered body. He fucked her hard and fast, grunting and
groaning and thrusting as hard as he could. He yelled
to us to hold her for him. I grabbed Jenny’s head and
held her down on the pillow. Callum held her hands
above her head and Jeff grabbed on leg and Rob the
other and they pulled her wide open.

Greg really wanted to get up her, he was pushing so
hard it was like he was trying to rip her cunt in two,
“Pull her open! Open her up for me!” he kept rasping.

Jenny looked like a rag doll, being tossed around
underneath him. He didn’t have on a condom, but I guess
we were beyond that point now anyway.

“Hold the bitch down, hold her!” he moan as he filled
my wife’s womb with his pumping hot seed. His body
jerked again and again as he shot what looked like a
gallon of sperm into her. Then spent, like the others,
he dropped his weight on her, panting for breath.

As Greg got up off her, we all looked down at this used
messy slut of mine. That’s when Rob said “Let’s put the
bitch on the floor.”

They just grabbed her arms and legs and dumped her on
the wooden floor like a piece of rubbish. They were
still horny and I knew where this was going. Jenny was
sore but still horny too. You put my Jenny in a room
full of naked men and she can go on for hours, she’s
such a slut.

“Spread and finger yourself, you fucking slag,” said
Callum.

Jenny started to play with herself and we could see the
cum all over her hands and fingers as it oozed out of
her crack. We could hear the squelching of her used
cunt as she fingered herself. She had cum all over her
body, her tits, her face, mouth, it was everywhere.
Looking down at her she looked almost like a glazed
donut.

“Open you cunt bitch. Show your hubby what we did to
your married cunt!”

She did as commanded. We stood over her and had a
circle jerk, then Callum grunted and spurted all over
her face and then told her to open her mouth while he
dripped the last few strings of his cum into it. But he
got most of it in her eyes.

Then Rob grunted and blew his second load all over her
tits. I shot all over her belly, and the other two guys
told her to hold her legs up. Greg and Rob held her
legs up in the air. Jenny had been fingering herself
the whole time and now she started coming, hard.
Moaning and pushing her fingers in and out of herself
while writhing on the floor like an animal in heat.

Then Jeff leaned down and opened Jenny’s beet-red cunt-
flaps and had fun jerking off and shooting onto her
open cunt lips. Callum got down and fucked her again,
he didn’t care that she was all sticky and sweaty, and
after a fairly short time he again pumped her body full
of his cum. Then he got up off her and looked at me and
said, “Fuck man, she looks good and pregnant to for
sure. Call me in a few months when her tits begin to
fill up and I’ll bring some mates over and we’ll have
another go at her.”

The guys then got dressed and left, they didn’t even
say goodbye to Jenny, they just left her lying there, a
cum-soaked mess on the floor. She was asleep under a
coating man-seed naked and sticky. I just kneeled down
beside her and held her head, putting my cock in her
mouth. She woke up then and even though she was tired,
could still suck. I jerk off in her mouth, shooting my
pent up load and went to bed leaving her sound asleep
on the floor.

Jenny did end up pregnant as a result of the night, and
her tits are now starting to fill with milk. I’m
thinking about calling Callum soon.

END

It was Friday Morning. The household was a mad rush and as disorganized as a Florida election. Donna was trying to make sure her kids had lunches before they left. She said to her sixteen year old, “David make sure you take Carrie and Jenny to Grandma’s after school.”

            “I’m not going to forget my little sisters.”

            “Good. You can stay at Dwayne’s.”
            “We’re going camping at the lake.”

            “That’s fine. Just be careful.”
            Carrie said, “Mommie, Mommie, I want my other lunch box. I don’t like this one.”
            Jenny said, “It’s a box. It doesn’t matter.”
            Donna looked at her watch. “Give it here.” She switched it quickly. “No go catch the bus, both of you.” With quick hugs and kisses they left.
            Jack walked in the kitchen. David said, “Dad can I take the truck today?”
            “Why would I want to drive your little car?”
            “Dwayne and I are going camping tonight. I need the truck to haul the gear.”
            “All right. Switch my briefcase over to your car before you leave.”

            “Will do.”

            David left the kitchen. Donna very affectionately slid her arm up to her husband’s chest from behind. She whispered in his ear. “Carrie and Jenny are staying at my Mom’s tonight.”

            “Hummmm. I think I know what that means.”

            “You better not work late tonight.”

            He turned and kissed her. “Not a chance.”

            “If you’re not here by seven, I’m starting without you.”

            “Oh my. Ummmm. In that case, I’ll be here at 7:03.”
            “All right, if that’s the way you want it.”
            “Oh I definitely want it.” He kissed her deep. “I want it bad.”
            “I’ll be here to please.”
            “You’re going to make it hard for me to concentrate on work today.”
            She laughed. “I’m going to make it hard, period.”

            “Ummmm. Promise?”

“Promise.”

“Now that’s a promise to die for.”
            “Get your stuff and get out of here. You’ve got a ways to drive, and I have to get dressed for work myself.” He kissed her again, said, “I love you,” and rushed out.

            The morning sunlight rushed across the world from Jack’s left. An upbeat song played on the radio. His focus was on getting to work, getting it over and getting home. A long line of traffic was in the left lane. The right lane was clear, but it ended and merged left just past the stoplight. If he timed it just right he could rush up the right lane and roll through the green light merging left in front of everyone. He had done this many times. His timing was perfect. The light went green fifty feet before he got to the line. He rolled right through without slowing down. Suddenly his entire world slowed down. Everything went into slow motion. From out of the sunlight to his left the hood of a large older car emerged. He watched out of the corner of his eye as the bumper of that car met his door. He saw his door bending like putty. It reshaped and wrapped over his hip. He saw the hood of the other car break off his side mirror. He noticed his head leaning to the left, slowly, almost outside of time itself. The side of his head met the glass and pushed through the spider web of cracks that formed. His head met the hood of the other car.

            “He’s stable. He’s got a broken hip, broken leg, a few broken ribs… all this is minor, at least in comparison.”

            “Comparison to what?” Donna demanded.
            “He has a serious head injury. We have him on drugs to control the swelling around the brain, but we have no way of knowing just how much damage was done.”

            “Can we see him now?”
            “Sure. He’s unconscious and will be for a couple of days at least. The drugs we’re giving him to control the swelling will keep him under.”
            “And after that?”

            The doctor shook his head. “That’s up to him. I’m a good doctor. I’m not God.”
            David was holding his sisters. Both of them were crying. Donna said, “Let’s go.”
            It was difficult for all of them. That wonderful personality, the figurehead of their lives was reduced to a pile of white sheets and plastic tubes. David said, “If he’d been driving the truck he’d be fine.”
            Donna said, “It’s not your fault.”
            “Easy for you to say.”
            “Nothing is easy for me to say right now. I need you. Your sisters need you. You are not allowed to blame yourself. Is that clear?”
            “Yeah.”

            “I’m as much to blame as you are. It was my idea to get you out of the house for the weekend.”
            “That’s ridiculous.”
            “No more than you blaming yourself.”
            Carrie stood beside the bed and said, “Daddy wake up.”

            Donna said, “Let him sleep dear. Daddy’s tired. He had a rough day.”

            A week passed. Donna asked the doctor, “Shouldn’t he wake up soon?”

            “The swelling is going down. We’ve reduced his dosage of drugs enough that he could wake up, but he’s had some serious trauma. He may stay in a coma for a few days, a few weeks, maybe even a few years.”
            “Forever?”

            “It’s possible. I’ve seen worse injuries recover completely. He stands a reasonable chance. Talk to him. There are quite a few studies that suggest he can hear you even though he can’t respond. Bring the kids in. Have them talk to him. You never know, he might hear something that motivates him to fight his way back.”

            The room was quiet except for Jack’s breathing. Donna started talking to him. “David’s taking it the worst. He thinks it’s his fault, that if you’d been in the truck you’d be all right. The girl’s are too young to really understand. They just cry because Daddy doesn’t tuck them in at night. Me? I’m all right. I can be patient. I know you’re coming back to us. You just need time to heal. I can wait. I’ll be right here for you.”

            In the days and weeks that followed she talked to him constantly, filling him in on every detail of the kid’s lives. She even read the sports section of the paper to him. She didn’t care a thing about sports, but she knew he did. She tried everything she possibly could to arouse his attention, to keep him interested in living. The pattern on his monitors never changed.

            After going home and putting the kids to bed, Donna returned to the hospital. She went into Jack’s room wearing a loose knit dress and carrying a large handbag. The floor was quiet. She closed the door and moved a chair against it. She whispered in Jack’s ear. “You stood me up. I know it wasn’t your fault, but you stood me up. We had a date. Remember? Do you remember what I said I was going to do if you were late? Well, you’re late, about four weeks late.” She looked around at the door. She put the handbag right beside her on the floor. She said to Jack, “If somebody tries to walk in I can hide the evidence quick enough. The deal was I would start without you. I wasn’t supposed to have to finish without you. Got it?” She sighed. She laid her head against his chest. She was standing on the floor beside his bed. She grabbed his hand and moved it to her head the way he had so many times. She reached to feel his cock. It was of course totally limp. She said, “I guess I’ll have to use my imagination.”

            She started working her fingers under her dress. After a few minutes she pulled that hand out, lifted his oxygen mask and wiped her fingers across his lips. She reached down into the bag and pulled out a dildo. It was black just like the bag. She bought it for that very reason. No one would notice it if she threw it back in the bag. She slowly pushed the dildo into herself. The cold hospital room was soon filled with the soft warm moans of a woman approaching orgasm, soft warm moans that Jack had heard for years, moans that were as familiar to him as the sound of his own voice. Her shoulders and her breasts were lying against his chest and abdomen. Every vibration was transferred to him. She breathed hard. She came, allowing him to feel every shake. She felt his hand on her head. It was perfectly still.
            A sound filled the room, a steady beep almost like some sort of alarm. Donna dropped the dildo in the bag in horror. The line on the screen above Jack was flat. The door busted open. Doctors and nurses tripped over the chair rushing in. Donna backed into the corner with her hand over her face. The doctors rolled a cart in, placed paddles against Jack’s chest and shocked him. Donna was in more shock than he was. They shocked him again. The monitor spiked. A doctor said, “It’s weak, but it’s a pulse.” Jack coughed. “He’s breathing on his own. Just give him oxygen.”

            Donna said, “What happened.”
            “I don’t know. Sometimes with severe head injuries the heart just stops.” Something caught his attention. “What the hell?” Jack’s eyes rolled to focus on the doctor, then rolled to focus on Donna. His hand reached out from the bed. Donna fell to her knees beside the bed holding his hand against her tear stained face. The doctor started flashing a small light into Jack’s eyes. “Can you hear me Jack? Blink if you can hear me.” Donna looked at Jack’s eyes. His eyelids were fluttering like a butterfly. The doctor said, “That’s enough Jack. I can see you’re blinking.”
            Donna stood up. Jack was moving his mouth. The doctor pulled the oxygen mask back. Jack spoke slurred, with great difficulty. Looking at Donna he said, “I love you.”
            The doctor said, “All right. That’s enough for now. Let him rest. You can come back in a few minutes after I’m sure he’s stable.”
            Donna rushed to call the kids. After David shouted to his sisters he said, “I’ll get the girl’s ready and we’ll be there in just a few minutes.”

            “Be careful.”
            “I will.”

            The doctor let Donna back in before the kids got there. Jack rolled his head and looked at her. She just held his hand silently. Slowly he said, “Doc says you’ve been talking your head off in here for weeks. Now you have nothing to say?”
            “I… well… I don’t know.”
            “How are the kids?”

            “They’ll be fine now. David’s bringing the girls here now.”
            “Good. I think we need to buy him a Volvo.”
            “Good idea. You can probably talk him into it now.”

He paused for a moment. “I apologize. I know you weren’t supposed to have to finish without me.”
            “You know what I just did?”

            He smiled. “Oh yes. I told you it was a promise worth dying for. I just didn’t think I would come so close to meaning it literally.”

            “Are you going to be all right?”

            “I’ll be fine. I’m having a hard time talking but my head is working fine. I know who I am. I know who my kids are. I know who you are. I know what I have to live for. As bad as I’m busted up recovery will be a struggle, but it will be worth it. Can I ask a favor?”

            “Anything.”
            “No more starting without me. I have to be there for every moment.”

            She laid across the bed and hugged him tight. “You got it.”

 Carl and Karen, Ed and his wife Alice had all met for drinks. Like most couples their age did, the guys ended up talking to each other, and the girls ended up talking to each other. They didn’t have a table in the crowded bar, so they had drifted apart. Looking at a girl on the dance floor Carl said, “Would I ever love to get a hold of that.”

    Ed said, “You’re married. Remember?”

    “I’m married. I’m not dead.”

    “You will be if you get a hold of that.”

    “I don’t know. Karen and I have been talking lately, along the lines of perhaps adding partner(s) to our sex life. Don’t get me wrong. We don’t want to split up. We just honestly admitted to each other that we both would like a little on the side.”

    Ed, about half drunk at this point, started dancing and singing, “Who’s making love to your old lady while you are out making love?”

    “You.”

    Ed lost his festive playful mood. “What the hell did you just say?”

    “You.”

    “Don’t be fucking with me Carl.”

    “I’m not. I’m completely serious. One weekend let’s trade. I don’t want some kinky scene where all four of us are in bed together, but each of us spending an entire weekend with the other’s wife, getting to know each other more than just biblically appeals to me.”

    “Well, I mean, not that Karen isn’t hot. She is. I’ve just never seriously thought about something like that.”

    “You’ll be thinking about it now.”

    Carl was right. Ed was thinking about it. The rest of the evening was uneventful. They all four danced. Carl danced with Alice. Ed danced with Karen. This had happened before, but this time was a little different. This was the first time Ed had ever danced with Karen thinking that he might end up having sex with her for real.

    It was a couple of days before Ed could even bring himself to approach the subject with Alice. He decided not to bring out Carl’s suggestion, at least not right away. If he brought up the idea in general and Alice said, “Hell no” then he didn’t have to tie it to Carl and Karen. She didn’t say hell no. She didn’t say oh yes either. She was more calm and reflective. She said, “I think nearly every woman lives in fear that her husband may cheat on her, or worse leave her altogether. I don’t have that fear. You’ve always been honest with me. Coming to me and honestly expressing a desire to have sex with someone else is a bit much. Still, offering me the chance to do the same does have a sense of fairness to it. We have been looking for a way to spice up our love life. I’m not sure this is it. It’s just not something I would have thought of. It’s something I would have to consider for quite some time before I could say.”

    A couple of weeks went by without the topic coming back up. Ed had decided Alice was politely trying to get the idea to die. Sitting on the couch one evening Alice just out of the blue said, “If you and I were to decide to have sex with new people, who?”

    Stunned for a moment, Ed came back with “Carl and Karen.”

    Alice’s eyebrows went up. She said, “That would probably work, but how would we approach them. Do you just say what you want right out, just after dinner say, “Oh by the way, I’d like to fuck your wife, or do we try to seduce them?”

    “We don’t have to. Carl made the suggestion to me several weeks ago.”

    “You’re kidding.”

    “No. Completely serious.”

    “Why didn’t you tell me?”

    “If you had said hell no to the idea in general, I didn’t want you to know who.”

    “What exactly did they say?”

    “He. Karen didn’t say anything. Carl told me they had been discussing the possibility of livening up their sex life by adding extra partners. He was suggesting a temporary swap, rather conservative considering. He didn’t want a big four-way scene in the same bed. He wanted you to go off with him and Karen to go off with me for an entire weekend.”

    “That’s a lot like sneaking off and having an affair, only everyone would know.”

    “Yea, that’s pretty much it.”

    “What do you think?”

    “Don’t get me wrong. If I was single and had never met you, I’d be on my knees in front of Karen kissing up her dress in a heartbeat. It’s just that you are more important to me than that. I have to make sure that you’re happy first. Would you be happy if we did something like that?”

    “I feel a lot like you do. You always treat me special. Would you look at me any differently if I went through with it?”

    “No of course not. I couldn’t tell you it would be all right and then hold it against you, especially if I did it myself.”

    “I think I would like it. There’s something more elegant, more seductive about Carl’s suggestion than just, “Let’s all get naked and fuck.” We would get to spend some time with our new partners, work up to the action.”

    “I’ll let him know we’re interested.”

    Ed told Carl. A few weeks went by before schedules meshed and both sides decided to make it happen. They decided to meet early Saturday afternoon and again late Sunday afternoon. It might be an understatement to say they were all nervous. It was short meeting in a public shopping area, nothing eventful. Karen left with Ed and Alice left with Carl.

    In the car driving away, Ed said to Karen, “You look rather nice today.” She was wearing a soft sweater that outlined every curve of her breast and a short black skirt.

    “Thank you.”

    “So how long did you have to think about whether or not you were going to do this?”

    With a coy smile she said, “Do what? I thought we were just going for ice cream.”

    “I’ll put some ice cream on you.”

    “That sounds nice. Seriously, Carl and I have been thinking about it for a long time. When you and Alice were suggested as a serious possibility, I only had to think a second.”

    “I’m flattered.”

    Both couples had dinner in different places, talked about the desires that had caused them to take this course of action, small talked about nothing and went back home. Carl took Alice to his house and Ed took Karen to his.

    Ed had no more shut the door than Karen was in his arms aggressively kissing him. His hands moved firmly to her ass, pulled her skirt up and grabbed her ass covered only with panties. He pushed her over near the couch. She said, “Why make a stop along the way?” With that he pushed her down the hall and threw her on the bed.

    “You are a hot one. Strip.”

    “I need some help.”

    “You’ll get plenty of help soon. Now take those clothes off.” Karen took off her sweater and sat on the edge of the bed. She unzipped her skirt and slid it down across her knees and off. She toyed with him, ever so slowly removing the bra. When she was down to only her panties, she paused and looked at him.

    He said, “All of it,” as he started removing his own clothing. She slid the panties down and off, climbed to the center of the bed and waited as his pants and briefs came off. He said, “Come here. Sit on the edge.” When she did, he bent down and kissed her hot and deep, reaching down to squeeze both her breasts. He finished the kiss and stood slowly up strait. It became clearly obvious what he wanted as his fully erect cock came up to Karen’s face. Never one to disappoint, she took it into her mouth and sucked it as deep as possible letting it come slowly almost out, then quickly back in as far as possible. She reached up with one hand and cupped his bun and with the other lightly held his balls. She continued her fast in, slow out pattern. Ed was thoroughly enjoying it. He pushed her hair back out of the way and held the back of her head as he watched his cock glisten with her moisture every time she pulled back. With his hand on the back of her head, he began to push and pull, encouraging her to go faster. She did. Soon he was on the edge of coming. He held the back of her head with both hands and came deep inside. She swallowed part of it. Part of it dripped out onto her chest.

    As Karen rubbed the come across her breasts, Ed pushed her back against the bed and immediately shoved his face into her cunt. He began to lick around the edges, only occasionally touching her sensitive clit. He slid one finger, then two fingers into her cunt.

    He thought about his wife. This wasn’t better, just different. He would never trade, but being given to opportunity to experience both was certainly a good thing.

    He centered in and sucked hard on her clit while ramming both fingers in and out. Karen herself was getting close to coming. He stopped and stood up. Karen had a look of shock on her face. “Don’t stop,” she said.

    “We’re going to start another way,” he said.

    Only then did Karen notice he was hard again. She rolled over on her knees on the edge of the bed and said, “Give it to me.”

    Ed slid his cock into her cunt and grabbed both her hips firmly as he drove in and out as hard and fast as he could. “You like that don’t you?”

    “Yes.”

    “How much?”

    “I like it a lot.”

    “Why do you like it.”

    Karen was moaning and breathing hard. She couldn’t think of an answer. Finally she said, “I like because I’m a whore and I like to be fucked. No shut up and fuck me.”

    “I’ll be the one to tell you to shut up. Understand?”

    “Fine.”

    It didn’t matter. They both shut up. They were breathing too hard to talk. Both were on the edge of what their bodies could experience sexually. Ed started smacking Karen on the ass. Karen had reached back to rub her clit. She came and shook with every wave of the orgasm. Ed continued to ram into her for maybe a minute more before he tensed up and held himself deep inside her shaking as he came.

    Alice was rather uncomfortable riding away in the car with Carl. She was also excited and thrilled. Every secret fantasy, every forbidden urge was happening. She occasionally had thoughts about backing out, but these were blocked out by the fact that she knew Ed was fucking Carl’s wife. Everyone had to play fair now. Carl was a perfect gentleman, not the sexually aggressive man she expected. He didn’t need to be aggressive. The sexual tension between them was at an all time high already. The simple fact that they knew they were supposed to have sex was tearing both of them up.

    Walking toward Carl’s front door, he gently put his hand on Alice’s back. It wasn’t a firm touch. It wasn’t a sensitive area. It was just a touch. The fact that Alice accepted it without reaction confirmed that she would allow him to touch more. With just a slight pressure on her back, he guided her inside where that touching would occur.

    On the couch they talked. They talked a long time before anything happened. Carl had his hand on the back of her neck gently rubbing. Alice rolled her head from side to side enjoying the attention. Carl had his hand on her knee. She had her hand on top of his holding him still for the moment. She asked, “Are you always this gentle?”

    “No. I usually throw Karen on the floor, smack her around a little, rip her clothes off and fuck the hell out of her.”

    “Are you going to do that to me?”

    “Only if you want me too.”

    “That’s all right. We can go slow.”

    Carl bent forward and kissed her, long and passionate. He bent back and said, “We can make it last.”

    Alice smiled just as their lips met again. She brought her hand up to touch the side of his face freeing his hand to travel up under her skirt. He was soon touching her panties, rubbing across the top from hip to hip. Alice was continuing to enjoy the kissing. With his hand firmly against the top of her leg, Carl slid his fingers under the fabric of her panties and over to touch her moist cunt. Alice pulled back and looked at him for a moment. Her eyes were getting very big. He pulled his other hand around and caressed a breast. She pushed forward kissing him again and sliding her hand up between his legs. Carl pulled his hand out from under her skirt and began unbuttoning her blouse. She began trying to take his shirt off. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants sliding her hand inside.

With Alice’s blouse completely unbuttoned, he stood her up, kissed her belly and reached around behind to unzip her skirt. He pulled it to the floor. She took her blouse off her shoulders and let it fall, leaving her only in bra and panties. He stood up in front of her and kissed her again, allowing her to push his shirt off. She ran both hands across his chest and snuggled against it. He undid her bra. She pulled back enough to allow him to remove it. They kissed again. There was a long pause as they looked into each other’s eyes silently. Alice put her hands on the hips of his pants and pushed them down, going to her knees as she went. She kissed around the edges of his briefs and rubbed her face against his erection still trapped inside. She looked up at him again. Again they looked into each other’s eyes without a word. She pulled his briefs to the floor and he stepped out of them. She closed her eyes, grasped the base of his cock and slid her mouth down around it.

    After allowing her to work on him for just a few moments, Carl stood her up and turned her around. He sat her down on the couch and got on his knees in front of her. He removed her panties and kissed her knees. He slowly parted her knees by shoving his face between them kissing every spot as he went. Eventually he worked his way to the center and began to lick the outer edges of her cunt, around in circles lightly, over and over. She put her hand on the side of his head, rolled her head from side to side in obvious pleasure and pinched one nipple. Carl began to work on her a little more seriously alternating between licking deep into the center and up to center in on her clit. Her breathing increased. She began to moan just a little. He shoved two fingers inside her and sucked hard on her clit. It didn’t take much of that. Alice was near screaming, beating against the couch as she came. Carl leaned up and kissed her, rolling his wet face against hers.

    He pulled her off the couch and onto her knees facing the couch. He pushed her face down toward the couch and entered her cunt from behind. His cock sank deep and full into her already warm wet cunt. He began to stroke in and out very fast immediately. Alice began to alternately tighten and loosen her muscles deep inside, almost as if using her cunt to stroke his cock. He held firmly to her hips, occasionally releasing his grasp to reveal the white area where his hand had been tightly clasped. His cock glistened and shined each time it was pulled back. When he came, just for fun he pulled out and showered all over her back cleaning the head of his cock off by rubbing it between the cheeks of her ass.

    Back home, Ed and Alice talked about their experiences. In both cases they referred to their new lovers as not better, just different. They wanted to add spice to their marriage. The plural of spouse is spice.