Back Stage - Part 4
by Walt
It only took Walt two days to find the new video of his wife and sister on the internet. The site it was posted to catered to "mature" ladies, and he found it under the title "Fat Old Whores and Hard Young Cocks". He had now resigned himself to the fact he was married to a complete slut, and was enjoying watching her exploits. On a whim, he sent an e-mail to the address posted on the site, telling the producer how much he had enjoyed the video, ordering a copy, and then asking when and where the next party would be. He closed by asking how to get an invitation to the next fuck fest.
That night, he actually had sex with Kathy - something they still did on rare occasions. He couldn't help but notice how loose her pussy felt, and wondered if all of those cocks had permanently stretched her. The very thought of those cocks fucking his wife was enough to make Walt cum, regardless of the lack of friction. As he blew his own load inside of her, Kathy pushed him off and yelled at him.
"Hey - since when do you cum inside me without asking?" she almost snarled at him. Walt lay back, cum still oozing from his cock and bit his tongue. "Sorry, babe," he apologized as she got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. "You just got me more excited than usual." He thought back to the scenes of Kathy taking complete strangers' loads.
Kathy came back into the room and climbed back into bed. Wordlessly, she rolled over and presented her back to him. Walt just smiled and proceeded to spoon up against her ample butt. It was almost funny that he got off more by watching his wife fucking complete strangers than by fucking her himself. He dozed off, still smiling.
Two days later, Walt got an answer to his e-mail, thanking him for the comments on the video, verifying a copy had been shipped, and stating that another party was being planned for the following week at the local porno theater. It would be a Friday night and the plan was to have the two "old whores" fuck everyone in the theater. The e-mail went on to explain the theater owner was aware of the plan and was more than agreeable to it, based on the anticipated upsurge in ticket sales once the word got out. There was an open invitation posted to the web site, along with directions on how to get to the theater. Walt knew then and there that he would be in attendance.
The same day Walt got his e-mail, Dale received one from her co-worker again. This one set the time for her and Kathy to be at the theater, and specified that they were to show up wearing long outer coats, heels, and nothing else. They would be met in the lobby and escorted to their seats, and from there, the fun would begin. Dale sighed and picked up the phone to call her sister-in-law again. To her surprise, Kathy sounded enthusiastic about the idea of another gang bang type party.
"I know this sounds perverted," she told Dale, "but I've been hoping for another chance to fuck some real men again. Walt's cock just doesn't do anything for me any more." She chuckled into the phone and then continued. "I'll even bring the booze this time!" She offered. "You're on," Dale answered laughing. "John's cock isn't enough for me anymore, either." She hung up the phone and typed her response to Doug, her co-worker. His reply came back within minutes. Her eyes widened as she read the last line of his message. "By the way, I need a blow job. You can suck me off at lunch time." She stared at it for a moment and then replied. "OK." To her surprise, she felt hers pussy getting wet. She realized then that Kathy wasn't the only one who was enjoying the extra-marital sex. She looked at the clock on the wall and was pleased to see it was almost time for lunch! 30 minutes later, Dale was on her knees in the copy room, her head bobbing back and forth as she sucked Doug's cock with a vengeance. Doug was grinning as he watched his cock, slick with Dale's saliva, slide in and out of her mouth.
"Play with yourself while you suck my cock!" he demanded.
Dale obediently reached under her skirt and inside her pantyhose. She manipulated her clit as she continued sucking on the gorgeous cock that was fucking her face. She felt herself approaching an orgasm when Doug grabbed her head and slammed his prick down her throat. She felt the head swelling and then the spurting of his seed as it left his cock. He came so much she almost gagged, swallowing as quickly as she could. As she drained the last of the cum from Doug's balls, she came herself, moaning loudly and letting his now wilting prick escape from her mouth.
"Quiet, you fat cow!" Doug hissed at her. "Do you want to get caught?" He zipped up his fly and moved toward the door. As he was about to leave, he turned back to Dale, still on her knees. "And bring me a ham and cheese sandwich and a Coke." He left then and went back to his desk.
Dale stood up, straightened her skirt, and went to fetch Doug's lunch. "Here you go Doug," she said sweetly as she delivered it to his desk. He opened the sandwich and then sat back in disgust. "I wanted mustard, not mayo! Take it back!" As she went back to the deli to correct the mistake, Dale realized that she could never deny Doug anything. She had become totally submissive to this man and his perverted desires, and he knew it!
by Walt
It only took Walt two days to find the new video of his wife and sister on the internet. The site it was posted to catered to "mature" ladies, and he found it under the title "Fat Old Whores and Hard Young Cocks". He had now resigned himself to the fact he was married to a complete slut, and was enjoying watching her exploits. On a whim, he sent an e-mail to the address posted on the site, telling the producer how much he had enjoyed the video, ordering a copy, and then asking when and where the next party would be. He closed by asking how to get an invitation to the next fuck fest.
That night, he actually had sex with Kathy - something they still did on rare occasions. He couldn't help but notice how loose her pussy felt, and wondered if all of those cocks had permanently stretched her. The very thought of those cocks fucking his wife was enough to make Walt cum, regardless of the lack of friction. As he blew his own load inside of her, Kathy pushed him off and yelled at him.
"Hey - since when do you cum inside me without asking?" she almost snarled at him. Walt lay back, cum still oozing from his cock and bit his tongue. "Sorry, babe," he apologized as she got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. "You just got me more excited than usual." He thought back to the scenes of Kathy taking complete strangers' loads.
Kathy came back into the room and climbed back into bed. Wordlessly, she rolled over and presented her back to him. Walt just smiled and proceeded to spoon up against her ample butt. It was almost funny that he got off more by watching his wife fucking complete strangers than by fucking her himself. He dozed off, still smiling.
Two days later, Walt got an answer to his e-mail, thanking him for the comments on the video, verifying a copy had been shipped, and stating that another party was being planned for the following week at the local porno theater. It would be a Friday night and the plan was to have the two "old whores" fuck everyone in the theater. The e-mail went on to explain the theater owner was aware of the plan and was more than agreeable to it, based on the anticipated upsurge in ticket sales once the word got out. There was an open invitation posted to the web site, along with directions on how to get to the theater. Walt knew then and there that he would be in attendance.
The same day Walt got his e-mail, Dale received one from her co-worker again. This one set the time for her and Kathy to be at the theater, and specified that they were to show up wearing long outer coats, heels, and nothing else. They would be met in the lobby and escorted to their seats, and from there, the fun would begin. Dale sighed and picked up the phone to call her sister-in-law again. To her surprise, Kathy sounded enthusiastic about the idea of another gang bang type party.
"I know this sounds perverted," she told Dale, "but I've been hoping for another chance to fuck some real men again. Walt's cock just doesn't do anything for me any more." She chuckled into the phone and then continued. "I'll even bring the booze this time!" She offered. "You're on," Dale answered laughing. "John's cock isn't enough for me anymore, either." She hung up the phone and typed her response to Doug, her co-worker. His reply came back within minutes. Her eyes widened as she read the last line of his message. "By the way, I need a blow job. You can suck me off at lunch time." She stared at it for a moment and then replied. "OK." To her surprise, she felt hers pussy getting wet. She realized then that Kathy wasn't the only one who was enjoying the extra-marital sex. She looked at the clock on the wall and was pleased to see it was almost time for lunch! 30 minutes later, Dale was on her knees in the copy room, her head bobbing back and forth as she sucked Doug's cock with a vengeance. Doug was grinning as he watched his cock, slick with Dale's saliva, slide in and out of her mouth.
"Play with yourself while you suck my cock!" he demanded.
Dale obediently reached under her skirt and inside her pantyhose. She manipulated her clit as she continued sucking on the gorgeous cock that was fucking her face. She felt herself approaching an orgasm when Doug grabbed her head and slammed his prick down her throat. She felt the head swelling and then the spurting of his seed as it left his cock. He came so much she almost gagged, swallowing as quickly as she could. As she drained the last of the cum from Doug's balls, she came herself, moaning loudly and letting his now wilting prick escape from her mouth.
"Quiet, you fat cow!" Doug hissed at her. "Do you want to get caught?" He zipped up his fly and moved toward the door. As he was about to leave, he turned back to Dale, still on her knees. "And bring me a ham and cheese sandwich and a Coke." He left then and went back to his desk.
Dale stood up, straightened her skirt, and went to fetch Doug's lunch. "Here you go Doug," she said sweetly as she delivered it to his desk. He opened the sandwich and then sat back in disgust. "I wanted mustard, not mayo! Take it back!" As she went back to the deli to correct the mistake, Dale realized that she could never deny Doug anything. She had become totally submissive to this man and his perverted desires, and he knew it!
