Author; Ace, Storyace

title; the convict's wife 4

part 4 of 6

3,600 words

Codes; m/F, MMMMMM/F, cuckold

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The convict's wife, part 4; Debbie tells of an episode with six older men, including her ex-boyfriend's dad.

The whole wing lost phone and visiting privileges for a few months due to contraband being found; cigarettes. I was locked up for weed and those things are still legal... on the outside anyway.

Debbie skipped a month and didn't visit, the first time that had happened. It was to be expected, I'd been inside for two and a half years by then. She would be drifting away from me now, it was how it was for nearly every married man in there.

So when she did come to see me, I hadn't had any news of her in two months.

Our kiss was as hot as ever though; her hips in my hands wild with life, energy, the promise of the real world that waited for me outside these walls. Would her soft curvy body really be mine again one day?

"So how are you baby?" she asked, "I have so much to tell you..."

She got us some snacks from the vending machines [only visitors are allowed to use them], and we sat down at our little table for our precious hour together.

"Well the main news is that I've moved out of Fred's house, and moved in with Jason on the other side of the garden."

"Jason? The old pervert?" I asked casually, as if my wife moving in with yet another man was no big deal at all.

"I'm well settled in now, but things did get a bit strange for a while there, what with young Martin sniffing around me backside all the time, Jason peeking through the curtains, and Fred's parent's sex orgies going on as well. Have you got a little prezzy for me?"

"I sure do. Pumped it out just before you got here."

She smiled indulgently at our inadequate little ritual and went on with her story.

"Right, where to start... where did we leave off last time?

"The old guy was watching through the window when you and the black kid did it." I prompted.

"Oh, right, yes; very naughty is old Jason. Ok, well after that I was carrying on with Martin for a while, but I never really had much feeling for the lad to be honest. Nothing wrong with him, physically quite the specimen, could fuck like a madman, but I needed to get my act together, find a place to live. And a job to pay for it.

"So Freddy was away to school in September. Haley is a year behind him, so she was till about somewhere. That Jason, schedules his hip operation for after John and Justine leave for their Holiday in October. I just needed to get rid of Martin but I was having a hard time because he was always hard. He didn't hang around too much, but did spend the night once or twice, which was a bit embarrassing in the mornings, what with me being the help and all.

"So Justine says they're having a few friends over and would I be willing to put on a little show for them all, a strip tease with all these costumes I've been collecting and selling them on ebay. I've even sold a lot to some famous burlesque lady, Dita something."

"Dita von Teese?"

"Yeah, that's the one. You've heard of her then?"

"No, of course not. Go on."

"Well it sounded a bit of a laugh, so I said I'd have a go.

"I was helping Justine with the food and drinks, we was both all tarted up, she was a bit flushed like, on edge. I'd realized it was one of their sex parties, I didn't mind doing my bit to get them all in the mood by showing my bits. You know how I am with that sort of thing.

"The guests all turn up, we put out food and I went upstairs to get into the outfit for the show. I'd been watching that Dita..."

"Von Teese?"

"That's the one, I'd been watching her videos all week. So I come down stairs in the antique outfit, trying to be all elegant and sexy, high heels, white elbow gloves, funny hat and all, and would you believe it, Martin is sitting there with them. Justine invited him as my date, but I think she just wanted to get into his trousers."

"But she's his best friend's mother!"

"Yeah, and Fred's dad is staring at me all heavy like. Isn't that sick? Anyway I thought I was supposed to just do a strip tease for everyone and then serve drinks or whatever. Then I thought hey, this could work out; If Martin ends up in the clutches of one of those leopard women, I'll have an excuse to dump him."

"Leopard women?"

"Yeah, that's what they call older women who like young blokes."

"You mean cougars?"

"Yeah, that's it, cougars. They were all over fifty Harvey, all dolled up with expensive hair and a facelift or two each, not to mention suspicious knockers. But well old."

"Like me." I said.

"Even older." She said, not missing a beat, "So, all this shoots through me head as I start to dance and pull me gear off. It's not the nudity that's exciting you know, it's the anticipation and the flirting. I looked at each one of them like I wanted to have them, and they looked back at me pretty much the same way, except they really meant it of course. I have to admit I got pretty into it. I was a bit hot and bothered by then; I didn't expect that, I thought it would be embarrassing, but I loved every second of it. Every eye on me, mouths watering, pricks stiff in their trousers, even the women seemed to like the show. I went further than I'd meant to, I pranced around the room naked and shook my tits in each on their faces at the end. The let each of the old gits suck each nipple for a second, moving from one to the next, I stroked their faces and snogged a couple of them. I was on fire, Harvey, it was a roller coaster ride, once I got started I couldn't stop.

"Then Marla, she was the oldest one and sort of in charge, she told everyone else to undress. It was a bit vulgar really, but I guess they all knew each other well enough already.

"I'd decided I didn't want to take part in the actual sex, I mean, one of the guys was Freddie's father, and I didn't even know the others. Except Martin of course. But by that time I was so wound up, I couldn't bring meself to leave just yet.

"Marla said all the guys should line up. That seemed kind of funny, so I stayed to watch. There were seven guys including Martin, all naked in a row, with all their cocks hanging out in front of them; none of them had full hardons but it was one of the funniest sights these baby blue eyes had ever seen in me life.

"Then Marla said we women should each kiss one of them, and she steered me to her husband. I didn't want to ruin the mood, and anyway somehow there wasn't any graceful way out of it. The women all put their arms around the guys, and if I didn't then there would be one bloke left out. Anyway, I went ahead and did it. I was surprised; it was nice. I didn't expect to like kissing a total stranger, especially all naked like that. It was like something primal took over, feeling his hairy old body against me and his cock pulsing between me thighs, his hands on the small of my back, me big tits pressing against his chest as his tongue pushed into my mouth...  didn't even know his name and we were almost making babies Harvey.

"He was an older fella, sixtyish, but well fit. His cock especially. I was thinking I really had to disengage if I wanted to get out of there, when Marla told everyone to switch.

"All the women moved over one, and Justine pushed me along so I was in front of the next guy, a really short bloke named Max I think, with a big mustache and a big cock. I mean, he's so short, his cock was bouncing against me knees. He was a good kisser though.

"Anyway, I went down the line and had a little grope and snog with each of them. The funny thing was, when I get to Martin, it was a bit awkward. As if we shouldn't be intimate with each other on an evening when we were being naughty with all these other people. Maybe he was embarrassed because his penis was as stiff as a log after groping all those old women with their big fake tits.

"There was one last guy to kiss after Martin. He had a decent body and he smelled nice, but I was thinking that I really had to put a stop to it or things were just going to go too far. I was losing my resolve you see; I was starting to think maybe it would be alright, bit of a laugh, worth having a go just to see what it's all about.

"Then one of the other guys started rubbing himself against my rear, and one more moved in from either side. Suddenly I was boxed in by four naked men, I had a stiff cock pressing against my ass, one in each of me hands, and one clamped between my thighs, pulsing against me clit. I tell you though, it wasn't the penises that got to me, it was the hands; eight hands caressing me body, massaging, stroking me all over. It was grand; I couldn't bring myself to break away. It was better than coke... the rush was just incredible. That's the sorry truth Harvey, I have to admit it, I was having fun, I liked it. me nipples was sticking out like a pair of cannons and me crotch was running like a river.

"I thought to myself that I could stop this, but would I ever get another chance to be adored by four men at the same time? I had to soak it up for a minute, just to hold it in my memory. They was kissing and rubbing themselves against me, all those hands running up and down, in and out, round and round...

"And then I found myself thinking, why should I walk away? Who was I fooling? If I was enjoying meself, why not let it happen? There was no one to judge me except myself. And you of course, but as you're in the knick you can't do much about it.

I turned my head to kiss the guy on my right, then the one on my left. The penises was all hot and hard, I wasn't thinking of fucking them all, I was just enjoying the moment too much to stop. Hard men all around, all for me. No worries about them bothering me the next day, just a night of wild surrender!

Justine had made everyone do one of those home HIV tests, and I realized that they was going do it without condoms. The idea was fucking crazy, part of me wanted to go, but another part wanted to stay.

"But you know what binging is like; bloody great while you're doing it but the next morning you get the hangover.

"So what have you been up to?"

"Me?" I said, "The most exciting thing that goes on in here is the season opener of desperate housewives. So what happened? Did you walk away in the end or did you..."

I couldn't say the words.

"Fuck them?" she asked, "Yeah, in the end I had all six of them. Even Freddie's dad had a go. God, it was terrible... I kind of melted, lost all dignity. At first I was trying to steer things along, but finally I just surrendered and let them do whatever they wanted with me.

"They lifted me up and carried me to a futon on the floor in the middle of the room. I saw that all the women were in a group around Martin; we were new, younger than the others, and Martin with the black thing and the big cock of course, they all wanted a go. They were snogging and sucking him all over. He had one on his cock, another on his balls, a tongue in each ear and one in the mouth. Somehow all six of them each had a bit of him. I saw his face, he liked it; the age gap thing didn't put him off at all.

"Somebody was fingering me bits, and then there was some insertion. I kept telling myself to get up and put a stop to it, but I was in some weird other place, like I wasn't meself, I was some other tart even easier than me. I lifted my leg up and put it behind the neck of one of the old codgers, and I felt something big and warm pushing into me. Well, I thought to myself, that was pretty rude! I couldn't even see whose it was, because another one of them had his tongue up against me tonsils. Everything was slow and gentle, nothing rough or aggressive at all. There was cock pushing in and out, someone sucked my toes, one slid in above me and I lifted my head so I could rest it on his crotch, his stiff thing against my ear. I felt incredibly comfortable, I was at the center of devotion of all those rich old men.

"I tell you Harvey, it was something special. I turned my head to see what was going on; it was a grey-haired guy with a mustache who was in me, and I didn't even mind. On the other side of the room, Martin was pounding the white-haired Marla and one of the others was slapping his ass... spanking him quite hard actually.

"Them fellows was well experienced. No one was in any hurry and they worked together like. I just let them have their way with me; you'd be amazed at how sensuous it is to have twelve hands on your body, six mouths and six cocks. Kissing, caressing, touching, fucking, sucking... I was a goddess then, or a whore, or both at once.

"After a couple of minutes, everyone changed positions, moving around me, then someone else was kissing me and I felt a different penis push into me lower regions. Other guys were kissing me tits and belly, someone was rubbing my feet, dick in each hand, fingers creeping around me bum trying to get into me bung hole while another is fucking away at me, men sucking me tits, men kissing me eyes, stroking me hair... Just for the moment, I was the center of everything, and I fucking loved it.

"The geezer kissing me pulled away for a moment, and I tugged on the cock in my right hand so I could get it into my mouth, and only after it was in to my tonsils I looked up to see who it was. It was John, Freddy's dad, and I'd just put his dick in my face; well, it was too late to stop, so I just kept sucking dad's dick while his pals all took turns fucking me. I didn't mind the other five, but I felt bad about doing it with John, it was sort of incestuous, he'd been my friend and sort of father in law, I'd been living there with his kid and all. Still, I wasn't going to spoil the mood by saying no to him.

"I came while someone pounded his cock in and out of me, I sucked on John's cock, and a different guy cradled me head. I looked up into his eyes, and he was smiling at me as happy as if it were him doing the fucking. Hard old cocks everywhere, grey old bastards all wanting a go, and I just started to come like there was no tomorrow. I was coming and they was coming, squirting and spurting, come all over the place, come in me hair, come oozing out me eyeballs, come in me mouth, come in me cunt, no one fucked my ass thank god, because there would have been come in there and all. I was sucking on them, swallowing it down, I think three of them came in me vagina, and every time one of them let loose, so did I.

"And they weren't done with me yet, Harvey. Two still had some ammo left, and the lot of them was on Viagra and there was no stopping the old gits from just doing it all again."

Debbie stopped, just telling the tale seemed to wear her out.

"Did you know that before that night, I'd only ever slept with six guys in me whole life? I'm a tart at heart, but in reality I've never been all that promiscuous."

"And after that night, what number do you get?" I asked.

She ignored the question and picked up where she left off.

"The each had a second round Harvey, but none of them could come again. I could though; Oh me god Harv, it was the wildest night of me life, and you know that's saying something.

"It was all greasy down there, and my mouth was pretty foul, and all the fellas drifted away to the other women. But John was still on me, stiff dick up me middle, holding my face in his hands and looking down at me all tender as he pushed in and out, kissing me even though my mouth had three flavors of come in it.

"I didn't like that at all, Harvey; John wasn't anonymous sex, I lived in his house. I knew right then that I had to move out first thing. He was mad for me you see, he was trying to pretend it was just a casual fuck but it don't work that way.

I didn't really know what to do, he was obviously really happy there but I wasn't. He just kept fucking and kissing, sort of oblivious. I finally pushed him off, he wasn't going to come again and neither was I.

"I was worn out, but it was still only around nine-thirty. It'd seemed like ages, but actually it had only taken less than an hour for all of them to do it to me. I don't know how many orgasms I had Harvey, it all sort of ran together. I went and took a long shower, then put on a kimono and went back out into the living room to see what was going on.

"They were all at it; bodies all over the place, fucking and sucking. Martin was relaxing with his head between the tits of someone, while the woman with the big tits and nice hair sucked his thing. She was squeezing her big fake white tits around his black tree trunk while moving up and down, taking the top inch into her mouth, and keeping her eyes on his face. I thought I might learn a thing or two by watching. These people knew their stuff.

"I was a bit disgusted with myself. I wasn't used to that, I'd thought I was the wild one; but these old people made me feel like a nun. Might check into a convent I was thinking, just for a reality check.

"I watched Martin fuck them all, one after another. He was amazing; Think of that, six women! One of the guys sucked cock. That was weird I thought, but I guess it's all part of the fun. I made out with Marla while she was waiting for her turn with Martin. I'm not really into women, but it was alright, and the boys enjoyed the show.

"It was all great while it was going on, Harvey, but the next morning I woke up completely nauseous; at first I thought it was all the come I'd swallowed, but then I realized that I was disgusted with meself for what I'd done, for letting all those men have me, use me like that. I don't regret it, it's too late for that, but I never want to do it again. I can still feel them, their greedy old hands and their squirting old pricks; you know I'm a randy girl, up for most anything, but that was too far. I'm an emotional wreck, Harvey.

"It's not the sex exactly, that was ok. I just need a connection with a bloke to feel right about it I suppose.

"The next day I told Martin it was over; he's a sweet boy and a total champion in bed, but I can't be his girlfriend anymore."

"Why not?" I asked curiously.

"He's too young... he has to get on with his life. And I don't want to fall in love with him, and if I kept seeing him, who knows? No, I have to get a little more serious now, I have a job. I have to buckle down and look after Jason."

"So what's with you and Jason?" I asked.

"Time's up, darling." She said sadly. I looked up at the clock on the far wall of the room; she was right. The guard would be over in a minute to hassle us.

"Next time." She said, "I'll tell you all about it."

She kissed me quickly [which wasn't actually allowed, but the guards tolerated it], and left.

The Convict's Wife Part 5

This story is fiction. Any similarity to persons living or dead; well, never mind that part.

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