CHAPTER 18

After he'd sat down his place was taken by another robed figure. It soon became clear that the man was young and self confident as he launched into his story with eagerness and passion.
'My name is Arthur, Art for short. I'm a system analyst, twenty seven years of age and have been married for three years. I'm very successful and I believed that I had everything I could wish for. 
During a business trip to the United States, as on the road to Damascus, my conversion happened. Before that time I would have never contemplated my wife sleeping with another man, never mind condoning it. What was mine stayed mine and beware anyone trespassing on my territory that, in short, was my philosophy. I work in a very competitive field where it's survival by any mean and there's no place for compassion or charity. I have to confess that I am still not 100% sure that I am completely at ease with the situation.
In the States we stayed with a friend of mine who'd emigrated from the UK and married an American woman. Like me Ritchie is a go-getter and had prospered. He works hard and plays just as hard. He and Carrie are an extremely good looking couple but there was something strange about their behaviour. She was like an over-friendly spaniel hanging onto Ritchie's every word. She seemed eager to anticipate his every need and bring him things before he even has time finishing asking for them. I noticed that he often stroked her bottom. Many times she would flinch and her face would contort in agony as his fingers palpitated her tight buttocks.
I have to admit that I envied their relationship. My wife is a feisty, Irish woman and our relationship could be described as stormy. Maire would not bow to any man's opinion and considered herself superior to the male specie. She and I fought and argued a lot but, because we do love each other madly, making up has always been good because it meant wild and frantic sex.
One day, not long before our return to the U.K., Ritchie asked me if we'd like to accompany them to a party, given by a good friend of theirs. Although he didn't go into details he made it obvious that it would be rather wild and lots of fun. I accepted then had to talk Maire round as she was rather contemptuous of American's let-it-all-hang-out attitude. I saw him exchanging a sly grin with his wife when I told him we would love to come.
After dinner we changed for the party. When we came down, from our bedroom, I was surprised to see that Carrie was dressed in a long coat which was done up to the neck. It was warm, no let me rephrase that, actually it was very hot so the coat was incongruous especially as in contrast Ritchie was wearing chinos and a short sleeved shirt. Although it looked weird she carried it off, like the catwalk model she'd been. She's very beautiful with a slim but curvy body and her Native American, ancestry is evident in her high cheek bones and flashing black eyes. Her long, shining black hair falls like an ebony cascade all the way to her pert bottom. 
Although Maire was civil to her I knew that she didn't like her or Ritchie. She'd told me that she found Carrie's fawning attitude, towards Ritchie, nauseating and inappropriate. According to her it put women's lib back a hundred years. As you can see my wife is not known for her live and let live philosophy. Mind you I did wonder whether she was jealous because Carrie is so beautiful, not that Maire has anything to worry about. Although shorter she is very striking. She has the fiery auburn hair and vivid green eyed beauty that Irish people are renowned for. She was wearing a summer dress and sandals and looked cool and comfortable.
The four of us drove out of town to a large house on the edge of a development bordering the countryside. A gorgeous young woman dressed in a miniscule, cliché French maid's outfit opened the door. Bright blonde hair contrasted with bright blue eyes and glossy red lips. She was a knock out and her full breasts were barely contained by the v-neck of the dress. It seemed as if I would be able to see the nipples at any moment the way her breasts heaved as she greeted us. When she turned her back to us, to lead us into the house, I nearly had a heart attack. There was no back to the skirt so that her rounded and very naked buttocks were completely displayed. The white skin was marred by a crisscross of bright red stripes and, though I'd never before seen anything like it, I knew that they were the result of a severe caning. Her bottom rocked and rolled as she walked and the sheer black stockings emphasised the whiteness of her skin. It is no surprise that I couldn't tear my eyes from the sensational bottom.
Carrie caught me staring and she winked at me making me blush. I heard my wife snort in disgust, but ignored it. The vibrations of her disapproval were so strong that they were almost physical.
The maid helped Carrie to remove her coat and I saw the reason for her having worn it. She was wearing a very short white dress made of open-holed lace which barely covered her crotch. I could see tendrils of pubic hair sticking through the holes and her very prominent and bright red nipples were also sticking through the material. Looking at her made my mouth water as I imagined myself sucking on those red berries. Ritchie grinned widely as he saw me looking at his wife, with eyes like saucers. As Carrie walked in front of me the short skirt rode up and exposed her naked bottom and the mystery of her discomfort was revealed. Like the maid her bottom was sporting a crisscross of weals left by a recent caning. I was astounded but my wife, who also was looking at Carrie's derriere, scowled and muttered something under her breath about the woman being a slut. I braced myself for a virulent outburst from her but strangely she kept her disgust under control as she followed us when the maid ushered us into a large room. 
Maire is a catholic brought up in Ireland so I don't need to tell you what that entails. She'd always been rather inhibited, when it came to sex, and although willing she'd never managed to relax enough to let her true and extremely passionate nature loose. I knew that she was disgusted that Carrie and the maid were flaunting their bodies so openly but what she thought of the vivid signs showing that they'd both been punished I dared not think about.
There were about twenty people sitting down, talking and sipping drinks. At the end of the room a large double bed, on a raised dais, was illuminated by spotlights. I'd been prepared for a wild party but the sight of that bed made me aware that by wild Ritchie had meant orgy. 
Ritchie introduced us to some of his friends and they were very welcoming and seemed to be glad to meet us. He led us to a sofa, near the stage, and the maid brought us drinks. As she served my wife she bent over, from the waist, and stuck her lovely bum out so that it was only inches from my face. I could clearly see her pussy crack, framed by bald lips, and I detected traces of wetness gleaming on the shaved flesh. A very strong aroma of sex filled my nostrils. From close-up the weals, on her ivory skin, glowed redly and I had to restrain an urge to trace the raised contours with my fingertips. I had such a vibrant hard-on that it was almost painful.
I noticed that Maire had finished her large bourbon and branch water and was halfway through a second. My wife cannot hold her liquor so I knew that she was well on the way to being drunk. When she's in her cups my wife is a real handful and it only needs the wrong word, or action, to unleash her fiery Irish temper. Now that I'd realised that Ritchie and Carrie had brought us to a sex party I wasn't looking forward to the next few hours and started making plans about getting Maire out of there before she pissed everybody off.
Looking around I was surprised by how good looking the women were. I would have loved to study them further but knowing that any moment my wife could blow up rather spoiled the moment for me. A few minutes after we'd sat down a young woman stepped up unto the dais, to great cheers, and the lights went out save for a spotlight illuminating the podium. She had a fabulous body and performed a very erotic striptease, tossing her garments into the audience until all she wore was her fishnet stockings. She was slim but her breasts were enormous and topped with doorknob-sized nipples. She was also clean shaven. Facing the audience she started to peel her sex lips back to expose the fiery pink inner flesh. She made sure that everyone in the audience had a good look before she started playing with her very large clitoris which she was able to take it between two fingers and masturbate it as if it had been a cock. She inserted a finger followed by a second, then a third, adding a fourth and then her thumb into her pussy until her entire hand disappeared all the way inside her sex and the lips closed around her wrist. I could clearly see that she was turning herself on as much as the audience. There was a collective gasp from the audience. I don't know what she was doing to herself inside her vagina but it must have been exciting enough to make her climax several times, one on top of the other. She was extremely vocal when she climaxed and loudly moaned, groaned, swore and screamed as her body writhed and twisted every which way. The crowd was cheering and hooting wildly and they urged her on. I found myself joining in!
The woman extricated her hand, from her sex, and the lips closed with a loud snapping sound. Her fingers were heavily coated with shining pussy cream and, like a kitten scooping up cream, she licked her hand clean. The cheers of the audience were deafening. She knew what she was doing, a true professional, and made a great show of tasting her sex juices before swallowing them. Someone handed her an empty coke bottle and she licked the opening and throat, leaving it glistening with her spit. She placed the bottle on the floor and moved around like a sinuous feline before performing a split over it and then slowly lowered her bald pussy over the neck. Her sex lips parted and slithered down the smooth column then over the body of the bottle until it was completely swallowed up inside her sex.
Everyone loudly applauded, including me. I don't think I've got to spend time telling you what my cock was doing as I watched that bottle disappearing inside her because I'm sure you know.
The woman slowly raised herself with the bottle wedged deeply inside her sex. It was incredible the way the vaginal lips had closed so that you could not see the bottom of the bottle. She slipped up onto the bed and, facing the audience, opened her legs wide. She must have been double-jointed because she brought her two legs back behind her neck and, demonstrating incredible muscular control, made the bottle come halfway out of her cunt before making it slip back all the way inside it again, without any help from her hands. She repeated this in and out motion again and again and, after every few strokes, she had to stop because she was climaxing. I'd never seen anyone climax so hard or so often before and was trying to imagine what it would feel like to have that kind of trained cunt grasping my cock.
A young, black man appeared and stood next to the bed wearing only a white posing pouch which was bulging enormously. She ejected the bottle from her cunt just using the strength of her vaginal muscles and it flew out like a rocket missile, dripping with thick cunt juice. I saw an older man catch it and I was shocked when I saw him and his lady friend feverishly lick the sex juices from its surface.
The woman now knelt up and, putting her hands behind her back, used her teeth to pull the posing pouch down the black man's legs. Out sprang the biggest cock I've ever seen. I swear it must have been at least fourteen inches long, was extremely fat and gleamed like an ebony rod topped by a purplish apple-sized knob. It was so long that the head was in line with his belly button. The woman licked up and down the shaft and twirled her tongue around the fat head and it was clear that she really enjoyed doing it and wasn't just putting on an act for an audience. The contrast between his blackness and her paleness made the act seem even obscene that it was.
I heard a grunting noise and tearing my eyes away I stole a glance at my wife. I fully expected to see her teeth clenched with rage and the vein, in her forehead, which always throbs when she's angry pulsing like mad so was stunned to see that her eyes where like saucer as she stared at the stage. She had her hands between her thighs and it was obvious that she clasping her sex. In a million years I would have never dreamt that Maire could be turned on by such a lewd and obscene exhibition. She kept licking her lips and beads of perspiration gleamed on her forehead. Her bosom was rising and falling dramatically. I couldn't remember ever having seen her so aroused. 
A ripple of excitement from the audience drew my eyes back to the stage. The black man was picking the woman up and placing her on the edge of the bed. Still standing he slipped one of his hands under her buttocks and lifted her to pull her cunt onto his cock.  Having seen first her hand then the bottle being swallowed by her sex I wasn't surprised to see all of his enormously long cock disappear inside her cunt, in one smooth motion. He moved his cock in and out of her cunt slowly, each time leaving only the head buried inside as he paused so that the audience could get a good look at it. Her white cunt juice sticking to his shaft was glistening starkly against the blackness of his skin.
A weird thought slipped into my head and I found myself blushing with shame. I wished that it was Maire on the stage and that the huge black cock was slipping into my wife's cunt. It was the very first time I'd ever entertained such a lewd thought and I was shocked that I was doing so but felt seminal liquid dribbling from my cock in response. That I could consider such a thing really frightened me and made me feel ashamed and guilty.
Another young man suddenly appeared and mounted the dais. He was white, naked and also had a big cock but not as big as the black man's. He lifted up the woman's shoulders and slipped his thighs beneath her and she let her head fall back. Her lips opened wide and he slipped his cock into her mouth and, because of the angle of her neck, he managed to slip it, which was at least nine inches long, all the way into her mouth and throat. He grabbed her tits and both men started to fuck her in unison. She was shuffled back and forth sliding along their cocks like a shuttle and it looked as if she was skewered by a gigantic black cock which went from her cunt through her body and emerged as a white cock out of her mouth. I was staring for all I was worth not daring to blink in case I missed something. Like most men I've watched porno videos and looked at magazines but I’d never seen anything like it in the flesh. 
It came as a huge surprise to feel my zip being opened and a hand fishing my cock out. Looking down I watched Carrie, who was kneeling between my thighs, taking the head of my cock into her mouth. Wet warmth surrounded my shaft as the tip of her tongue whipped around the knob while one of her hands cupped my balls and gently squeezed them. Although I was in shock it was a heavenly sensation and, for a few seconds, I shut my eyes and allowed myself to enjoy it to the full then I remembered that she was my friend's wife. I opened my eyes and guiltily looked around to see what Ritchie thought of his wife giving me a blow job. I believed that I was hallucinating when I saw that Maire was now on all fours, on the carpet, with her skirt flipped back to her waist and minus her panties. Ritchie was kneeling behind her and fucking her robustly as she watched the action on the stage. He gave me a thumbs-up sign and grinned while slowly slamming his good-sized cock in and out of Maire's sex. My wife's fingers were stroking her clitoris as my friend's cock pistoned in and out of her sex. Each time it pulled back it dragged more of her sex juice from deep inside her vagina and it was beginning to hang don like a silvery necklace.
I couldn't believe my eyes!
Carrie had most of my cock inside her mouth by this time as she toyed with my balls, at the same time. A loud shout brought my attention back to the stage.
The white guy had just spunked into the woman's mouth and dribbles of jism were trickling down her chin. A few moments later the black guy pulled his cock out and holding it like a fire hose sprayed his spunk all over her tits and stomach. The man who'd licked the spunky bottle scrambled onto the bed and started to lick up the spunk from the woman's body. The black man slipped behind him and ripped his boxer shorts off and rammed is still-stiff cock into his anus, in one hard thrust. It must not only have surprised him but also probably hurt because the man howled like an animal. The black man's body was as taut as a bow string as he managed to slip the last inch of his huge cock into the man whose screams dwindled as his body lost its rigidity. Within seconds he'd resumed licking up the spunk as the black man began to fuck him furiously. I just stared as that huge black penis slipped in and out of the anus noting that the rim was clinging like a leech to the ebony shaft as it pulled back.
What was going on the stage proved too much for me. My excitement bubbled over and I grabbed Carrie's head between my two hands and rammed my stiff cock all the way into her throat not caring that I might be choking her. I unloaded my spunk down her throat and she swallowed, sucked and licked my cock without stopping until there was nothing left. She pulled her mouth away and grinned mischievously. I sat back exhausted with my cock drooping between my legs. It had been the best blow job ever! 
Carrie smiled at me and gave me fleeting kiss before she stood up and approached her husband and my wife. She knelt in front of Maire and took my wife's face, between her hands, and plastered her lips against hers. Before Maire realised what was going to happen Carrie unloaded my spunk, which she'd kept in her mouth, into her mouth. It was such an obscene thing to do that I felt my cock begin to twitch and harden. Carrie pulled her mouth away and went off grinning widely and it was clear that she'd loved debasing Maire and who could blame her the way my wife had been so condescending to her. Maire was spitting my spunk out as Carrie walked away while Ritchie continued to pound his prick all the way into her cunt. 
Again I admired the stripes adorning Carrie's bottom as I saw a man sidle up to her. Moments later they were on the floor fucking their brains out.
Concentrating on my wife I saw that Ritchie was still ramming his cock into her sex with immense power. Maire's eyes were closed and she was pushing her bottom back to meet each of his strokes as, from her open mouth, a long strand of my semen dangled. She seemed completely unaware of my presence and, even though Ritchie was smacking her bottom very hard with his right hand, she made no move to defend herself. In fact she seemed to be absorbing the punishment with increasing pleasure. I could hardly believe what I was seeing. It was mind boggling. I was being torn apart by contentious emotions as I continued watching another man smack and fuck my wife. 
With a roar Ritchie unloaded his spunk into Maire's spasming pussy and, at the same time, he'd grabbed her nipples and had pulled them as far as they'd stretch. An expression of pain was distorting my wife's beautiful face yet she was also orgasming, more strongly that she'd ever done with me! 
I was rooted to the spot unable to think clearly. I watched Ritchie pull his cock out then, kneeling in front of Maire, he coaxed her into licking his cock clean. She'd never done anything remotely like that for me.
Everywhere I looked people were fucking, sucking and licking, in twos, threes and various other multiple combinations. Still in shock I staggered to the bar and poured myself a stiff drink and the bartender offered me a little blue pill which I realised was Viagra. From what I’d already witnessed I knew that I would need it so I swallowed it. Two guys, who showed every signs that they had also unloaded their spunk and were resting, engaged me in conversation. They told me that they met once a month for an anything-goes orgy and that it was great to see a new face. We talked about the swapping scene and they asked me what it was like in Britain and seemed surprised by my ignorance and confession that it was my first time at an orgy.
Half hour later the young woman, who’d, performed on the stage, grabbed me and led me into a bedroom. She left me an hour later and I can honestly say that I have never been fucked so well. Her cunt, which had been able to accommodate a fist, a bottle and an enormous cock, had the incredible ability to contract tight enough to constrain a mere seven inches. I felt as if I didn't have a bone left in my body by the time she'd wrung me dry and left in search of her next lover. I was totally shattered and fell asleep.
I woke up sometime later to discover that Carrie was stretched out on the bed next to me. Through blurred eyes I saw that she was stark naked and rubbing her pussy with one hand while the fingers of the other one was pinching her right nipple, pulling on it so that it was stretched as far as it would go. She saw me looking and released it and her apple-sized breasts wobbled and jiggled before resuming their magnificent shape. Her nipples were bright red and very hard-looking. She was looking straight at me challengingly as I lay there gaping not able to keep my eyes away from the rounded globes of her naked breasts with their large ruby teats. She'd started kneading and pinching them again. I could see that she was looking at my groin and looking down I saw that my cock was once again fully erect so that the head was bouncing against my tummy, with every heartbeat. A strand of precome dangled from the head. I couldn't remember the last time I'd recovered so quickly, it surely must have been when I was a teenager but then I’d remembered the pill I’d swallowed.
Carrie shifted her long legs and opened them wide, exposing her pussy to my gaze. It was puffy, wet-looking and opened like an exotic tropical plant waiting for the rays of the sun. She smiled at me as her fingers slid up and down her slit. I lusted after her with every nerve in my body remembering how delicious her mouth had felt around my cock.
Having worked out their relationship at last I knew that Carrie was probably following orders to keep me busy so that Ritchie could continue debasing my wife. A picture of her husband ramming his cock into my wife's pussy flashed through my brain. Jealousy blended with anger. I felt that I needed to show her that I wasn't to be pushed around even if her husband had seduced my wife. My thoughts were interrupted by her voice.
"Come on, Arthur, this is what you've been fantasising about while you were fucking Maire in the room next to ours! I know that Maire has you cock-whipped but I think you're still enough of a man to give me a decent shafting. Are you enough of a man, Arthur, or is it already too late? Ritchie can keep going all night and I'm sure that by now your frigid wife's cunt is red-raw. So are you a wuz or a man?"
I couldn't believe that she was talking like that. It made me angry that she was talking about my wife in such a derogatory fashion though deep down I knew she was right which made it even worse. My wife indeed had the measure of me and had been the dominant partner in our relationship but what man wants to admit this to another person, especially a beautiful woman?
"You're crazy! You'd better leave before I lose my temper and put you over my knees and give you the spanking you deserve. I don't believe a word about Maire and your husband." I snarled.
Carrie giggled as her hands cupped her breasts and her fingers rolled the large red nipples. "Maybe you can't cut it anymore which I suppose isn't surprising since you're married to such a tight arse! You're wasting time, lover, let's fuck! Forget Maire. Your wife's name is apt because by now my stallion has tamed her and, knowing the dirty bastard, he's probably ramming his stiff dick into her asshole, right at this moment. Having seen the way she loved having him fucking her cunt I bet she loves having his big dick wedged all the way inside her tight ass! Look at it this way he's probably stretched it good enough so that now you can fuck her without having to use lubrication. That man sure knows how to treat a woman. Did you see my ass? He gave me a good whipping because I told him that I couldn't be bothered seducing you because you're such a nerd. He gave me a good caning and told me that he would double it if I didn't do as he ordered. That's a real man!"
The direct insults to my manhood, the insinuations that my wife was perhaps frigid and being buggered by her husband and that she was only with me because her husband had ordered her to be caused me to lose my temper and I moved swiftly and grabbed her by the shoulders. I had intended to turn her over and pull her over my knee, to give her an old fashioned spanking, but, instead of trying to escape, she moved closer and laced her arms around my neck. She kissed me hard on the lips, her tongue surging into my mouth pressing against mine. Despite my anger I felt myself responding. Angrily I managed to tear my mouth away from hers.
"You're a bitch and I'm not going to play your sick games! You're just a filthy slut so now get out of                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            here before I really lose my temper!" I snarled, through gritted teeth, as I pushed her body away. 
Her face was made ugly by the expression of anger on it. Before I could stop her she knelt up and threw her arms around my chest and pushed me back onto the bed. She plastered her lips against my bare chest and the tip of her tongue stabbed out against one of my nipples. I could feel the pliant flesh of her breasts swarming around my erection as it became trapped in the cleavage. My stomach muscles tightened, my body trembled and my cock started to throb even more strongly than before as precome leaked out to dribble down the slopes of her naked breasts. Her head moved down till her face was pressed against my groin. Her lips reached my cock and she held the head of my cock between them. A shock swept through my body as her tongue pressed into the slit. Her lips began moving up and down my cock, from the base all the way to the tip, coating it with saliva. 
I knew that I'd lost the first round. There was no way I could force myself to push her away as I remembered how well she'd sucked my cock before. I gave up trying and reached down to grab the pliant globes of her gorgeous breasts. They were so firm and full that they flowed between my fingers as I kneaded the pliant flesh while feeling the hard nipples stab against my palms. I felt wetness trickling through my pubic hair and saw that she'd swallowed all of my cock so that her stretched lips were buried in my pubic hair. My cock is seven inches long and very thick and no woman had ever managed to take it all the way into their mouth before her. Again I could hardly believe my eyes as I watched her lips slide all the way back to just behind the knob before sliding down again to become buried in the coarse hair. Once again she was demonstrating her skills and brushed aside my feeble resistance. Carrie released my cock from the grip of her mouth and looked up at me. Her eyes were glazed with lust but I could see an expression of triumph on her face. Her breath was rasping in her throat and her bosom was heaving dramatically. She knew that she'd won!
I was so furious that I'd turned out to be so weak that, like a spiteful schoolboy, I started to handle her body roughly. Leaning over her I rubbed the head of my tool between her tits, helped by the copious amount of saliva coating it. Her ruby nipples scrapped against my balls as I squeezed and pinched the firm globes of her breasts very hard, smearing precome in the cleavage as I pulled away. I really stretched her tits away from her chest as I brought them to my lips. I felt mean and wanted to hurt her so I clamped the nipple firmly between my lips and chewed on the hard bud, with the edge of my teeth. She moaned but did not try to pull away. She twisted and groaned as I continued biting on her nipples with my teeth, alternating it with stroking my tongue across the hard tips to soothe the pain. I mauled her tits extremely hard with hands and mouth and she kept urging me to do it even harder. It was the first time I'd come across someone who was turned on by pain. If I'd done anything like that to Maire she would have flattened me with an uppercut but I reminded myself that I'd seen Ritchie smacking her bum and she'd seemed to like it so maybe I should review my beliefs.
I released Carrie's breasts so that my mouth could work its way down to her pussy. As my lips touched her sex I tasted the love juices which had escaped from her pussy. There was so much of it that my mouth and face were soon coated but only later did it dawn on me that some of it must have been sperm from more than one man.
Carrie tossed her head from side to side as my hands slipped beneath her bottom. I gripped the buttocks hard as I started to lick her cunt out with my tongue. With each lick my tongue went in ever deeper. She rolled and twisted her hard buttocks, against my hands, as my mouth opened and closed around the moist lips of her pussy. My tongue went in search of her clitoris. I flushed it out of its hood and it grew hard as I rolled it from side to side, the way I'd done to her nipples. I varied this by sending my tongue pass the fleshy gates into the clutching passage of her cunt to scoop out more of the profuse sex juices. She was going crazy with lust, pounding my back with her fists and screaming like a banshee. I felt that I was at last getting to master her.
"Don't stop sucking...keep sucking! I'm going to come...! Fuck me with your tongue, you Limey bastard! Don't you dare stop!" Carrie screamed.
I carried on working on her pussy with my lips and tongue until I felt her dissolving into a chain of continuous orgasms. She was loudly shrieking and whimpering while her hands continued to beat a rhythm on my back. When I was sure that she was completely at my mercy I straightened up. My mouth was dripping with sex juices. I grabbed her and flung her back onto the bed. She spread her legs wide, exposing her dripping cunt and pulled me down on top of her body. She was kissing me ravenously, licking the blend of sex juices from my lips as, grasping it in her hand, she steered my cock to the hairy slit.
"Fuck me, fuck me, Art! Oh I really need fucking! You can't imagine what it feels like to have all those men wanting to stick their hard cocks into my cunt. Ever since you came to stay with us and my husband told me he was going to fuck your wife, my panties have been dripping wet with cunt juice. You don't know how many times I had to beg Ritchie to bring me off to find relieve. It's your fault that he whipped my ass. I want your big, hard cock in my cunt. Give it to me now, fuck me. Imagine how all those men would feel if they could see you now! Your wife is getting fucked right now so you should show her that she'd not the only one who can enjoy herself."
Her words acted like a goad and I slammed my cock into her wet cunt, in one violent thrust. I could feel the sides of her cunt stretching as I pushed deeper, filling the space with my hard meat. My violent entry caused more sex juices to squeeze out and coat my balls. I felt that I had to show her what I was made of. Her husband might think he was such a stud, because he'd seduced my wife, but by the time I'd finished his wife would be able to tell him that she'd been fucked by a master. 
I now know how stupid I was.
Carrie arched her back, rotating her bottom, pushing her pelvis up as her cunt churned around my buried cock like a meat grinder. I tightened my grasp on her hard buttocks, which were lifted from the bed, as I tried to push my cock even deeper into her wet cunt. I could feel the raised weals from her caning with my fingertips. She shrieked as she rammed her hips up higher to meet my thrusts. Cruelly I kneaded her arse with my fingers while brutally thrusting my cock into her cunt. I realised that my fingernails were scrapping against the weals on her buttocks and probably causing them to hurt all over again but I didn't care. She took it all and kept coming back for more. She was urging me to fuck her even harder, accompanied by a stream of obscenities and vile description of what her husband was doing to my wife. I could feel the muscles in her arse rippling as I pumped my cock back and forth into her cunt. It felt as if my cock was engulfed in molasses as it shuttled in and out of her swimming cunt. I kept it up as she started to climax again. Her hips twisted, her buttocks clenched together as she squeezed my body with her strong thighs. Carrie orgasmed again and again then suddenly she pushed me away. 
Taken by surprise I rolled over onto my back. My cock was still fully erect. The sex juices were beginning to cool and were pulling on the skin. She climbed over me opening her thighs as she lowered her body. My upright cock speared deep into her descending anus. She was fully in control as my cock slowly nudged its way inside the incredibly tight passage. She was sniggering and I realised that she was taking  control of the situation once again as she sank down swallowing up my quivering cock in her tight and dank passage. She used her powerful rectal muscles to keep it firmly wedged inside. Making sure I could see her doing it she cupped her breasts and heaved them all the way up so that she could take each nipple in turn into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she subjected her nipples to an intense sucking which left them swollen and even brighter red than before when she released them from the grip of her full lips. She worked her tight anal passage around, up and down my cock until I felt the sudden pressure in my balls signalling my approaching climax. I tried to push her away but she kept me firmly pinned down with her weight while continuing moving her rectum up and down my cock. She was gripping her clitoris between her fingers and tugging on it as hard as if it was a cock. I gave up trying to control my ejaculation and instead thrust my hips upward, using my strength to dig my cock all the way into her churning flesh. 
It was my very first anal fuck and it was beyond description! 
Maire had always refused to let me try it. Carrie was breathing heavily as her rectal muscles increased their pressure around my cock, each time I slammed it upward. Then I lost control and she absorbed the full force of my ejaculation. As my sperm flooded her tight tunnel her muscles milked my cock like a milkmaid milking a cow, drawing every single drop of spunk out of my balls. Carrie was also climaxing but somehow she still remained in full control. She continued climaxing long after I'd finished coming and kept my cock deeply trapped inside her rectum even though it had already started to wilt. 
I was exhausted, badly needing to rest as I'd come three times that evening which was a record for me. My body felt like a wilted plant. Looking down sarcastically Carrie asked me when I would be ready to fuck her again. My face must have told her the answer. She lifted herself off me, releasing the fierce grip on my cock. I saw that my spunk was beginning to dribble out of her arsehole. Before I could stop her she slid up my body and plastered her dripping wet flesh against my mouth. I was helpless. As I opened my lips to protest my mouth was filled with my spunk tainted by whatever had lingered in her anus. I was forced to swallow it to stop choking. It was the first time I'd ever tasted my sperm in such quantity and I didn't really like it especially knowing where it had been. However I couldn't dislodge her and she kept grinding her wet anus against my face until she had another orgasm which forced more spunk out to dribble into my mouth. Finally she moved away leaving me gasping for breath. So much for me thinking that I could get the upper hand.
She lay on her back and, looking at me, she started to stroke her cunt while taunting me again about not being man enough to satisfy her. Her fingers were gathering up my spunk and her cunt juices and smearing it over her clitoris. I looked down at her magnificent body. Her breasts were heaving dramatically as her fingers rolled her clitoris from side to side. She'd pushed two fingers, greased by the blend of sex juices deep into her bottom. My cock might have been out of action but lust still gripped me. I filled my hands with her breasts, digging my fingers cruelly into the elastic flesh, pushing them together, using my fingers to nip the engorged nipples as hard as I could and she responded by urging me to maul her tits even harder, ordering me to bite her nipples with my teeth as I'd done before. In an impulsive act of defiance I released her breasts and watched them spring back into shape. She was smiling wickedly as she pulled her legs up, bending them at the knees and flung them wide apart so that her dripping cunt and her bum hole were fully exposed to my eyes. I could smell the aroma of our sex juices filling my nostrils as her pussy opened and allowed even more juices to dribble out. Beneath her bottom the spunk, which had dribbled out of her anus, was forming a squishy pool.
"You're such an asshole! No wonder your wife looks like she'd not had good fuck in years. By now my Ritchie will have made sure she knows what a real man is like. I bet her cunt and asshole are full to the brim with spunk and she's begging for more. Look at that excuse for a cock. My cunt needs a cock but it sure isn't going to get it from you! I don't know why I even bothered with you!" Carrie snarled.
Her fingers continued rolling her clitoris while the middle finger of the other hand moved in and out of the smaller hole as if it had been my penis. She squirmed wildly, while rolling her bum cheeks around and around so that her bum hole squelched around the finger while she continued to manipulate her clitoris. The spectacle was so lewd that I felt my cock begin to stiffen making me determined to show the bitch what a virile man I was!
I slipped on top of her and buried my stiffening cock deep into the bubbling wet opening in one fierce thrust. My cock sank all the way in effortlessly, greased by her profuse cunt juice. She used her cunt muscles to grip my cock, which wasn't fully hard. She gyrated her hips wildly. I knew that she was only interested in her own pleasure but was determined to beat her at her game. 
I know...I was deluding myself, you don't have to spell it out! 
I allowed my full weight to crush her into the bed as I rammed my cock into her cunt. My hands were clawing her arse, my nails digging into the flesh, spreading her cheeks exposing the anus to my fingers. I bit one of her nipples as I forced four fingers inside her bum hole. With my hands grasping her arse I shoved my cock in and out at a furious pace while my fingers clawed at her small hole.
Carrie shrieked as she climaxed, once, twice then continuously as I continued thrusting my hard cock into her spasming cunt again and again. She quivered and climaxed again making me realise that she would be able to keep on orgasming far longer than I could keep fucking her. I pounded my cock repeatedly into her cunt, using all of my strength, to try to smash her into surrender but the more I gave her the more she wanted. I lost count of the number of times she climaxed but it seemed as if her orgasms followed each other like machine gun bullets until she seemed to be climaxing almost continuously. I tried to keep going but my strength had waned and my cock was fast losing its rigidity. I sank down on top of her exhausted but not before seeing her triumphant smile. 
She pushed me off her. A little while later she said that she wanted to look for her husband and my wife and like a tame dog I followed her. Instead of returning to the living room she led me down some stairs into the basement. The lighting in the low-ceilinged room was dim but as I looked around my eyes adjusted. The room was furnished with four sofas which were occupied by roughly a dozen people. 
Carrie made me sit between a large, black woman and the black man who'd put on the exhibition. My thigh was squashed against the woman's and she giggled as her hand slipped between my legs and grasped my wilted cock. She giggled even more loudly when she realised that I was unable to respond to her stroking. Her fingers kept their grip on my sore shaft as I looked around.
I was shocked to see my wife, fully naked being secured by wrist-cuffs to a pipe which ran across the ceiling. Carrie was standing next to her husband and, as soon as Maire was secured, she walked over to a cupboard and chose a cane, from a selection of whips and canes. She also selected a pair of gold nipple clamps which were joined together by a thin chain. Fearing for Maire's safety I tried to get up but the black woman's hand grasped my testicles and squeezed them tight enough to let me know that she would really hurt me if I tried to interfere. I sank back on the sofa. 
Strangely, as I watched my wife being manhandled, I began to feel arousal flooding through my body. I remembered the many times my wife had put me down and exaltation swam through me as I realised that she was going to be humiliated in public. Suddenly I remembered what had gone through my mind when I'd watched the black man and the woman putting on their exhibition. I'd wished that it had been Maire up there and now she was the centre of attention!
Ritchie held Maire's nose, so that she couldn't breathe, and when my wife opened her lips he slipped a ball gag into her mouth and tied the leather strap behind her head. Carrie was squeezing one of Maire's nipples till it was fiery red and fully engorged before fixing one of the nipples clamp around it. My wife's nipples are ultra sensitive and her body twisted every which way as the clamp bit into the teat. I'm sure that she was screaming but her screams were muted by the gag. Carrie fixed the clamp on the other nipple then she gave the chain linking them a vicious pull before stepping back. I leant forward to get a better look. The gold contraption glinted in the dim light as Maire's bosom rose and fell. Tears ran down her cheeks. She looked wildly round and I could see an expression of pleading in her eyes as she saw me. I felt a wave of love for her wash through me but strangely I made no move to help her even when Ritchie started to strike her buttocks with the pliant cane from the right while his wife did the same from the other side. I watched intently as red lines began crisscrossing my wife's rippling buttocks. I was fascinated by the way the canes sank into the flesh and when they lifted the way Maire's buttocks resumed their shape. Even in the dim light I could see the red stripes glowing on the white flesh as the couple continued whipping her.
Everyone in the room remained silent, even though some were stroking themselves shamelessly. It made the caning even more sinister. The black woman had kept her hold on my testicles and to my immense surprise my cock had regained its full vigour. I knew that it had responded to seeing my wife being chastised rather than the woman's touch. It made me feel a guilty. Seconds later another hand closed around my erection and slowly squeezed it and I was horrified to realise that it was the black man who was wanking me and there was nothing I could do about it.
After each administering twelve strokes Ritchie and Carrie stopped caning Maire. He undid the leather strap and pulled the ball gag out of my wife's mouth and asked her if she'd learnt her lesson and was ready to become a real woman. She could hardly get enough air in her lungs. Her throat was probably raw from having screamed against the ball gag. Her mouth moved but no comprehensible sound came out of it. He asked her again and she nodded furiously as if afraid that he might not see it.
Carrie dropped to her knees and burrowed her face into my wife's bush. From Maire's mouth came a sound somewhere between a wail and a whimper. Moving to the side, so that the audience could see everything, the woman's fingers gripped my wife's labia and pulled it apart giving us a glimpse of very moist red flesh. A slow trickle of sperm began oozing out and slithered down the inside of a thigh and, from the amount of sperm which dribbled out, I realised that my wife had been fucked by more than one man. 
Serve her right I exulted silently. She deserves to be punished. If she'd not let Ritchie fuck her none of this would have happened.
Carrie licked her lips then stuck her tongue out and waggled it lewdly. A ripple of sarcastic laughter erupted in the room. Maire whimpered with fear. I knew that my wife had a phobia about same sex lovemaking. Having another woman touching her so intimately was freaking her out. I felt my stomach contract as Carrie moved forward and began to lave my wife's exposed inner sex flesh, with long strokes of her flat tongue. I was holding my breath as I watched the long tongue slip deep inside my wife's sex and come out coated with sperm. Maire's resistance collapsed and she threw her head back and howled like a she-wolf. Her naked body was writhing wildly as the other woman continued to use her tongue on her pussy and she began to moan with pleasure as her orgasm began to peak. 
Ritchie gripped the chain linking the nipple clamps between his fingers and tugged on it hard causing the nipples to become extremely stretched. There was no doubt that it was extremely painful. My eyes flickered between what Ritchie and Carrie were doing. The ecstatic expression on Maire's face told its own story. She was in agony but loved what the wicked pair was doing to her.
I could feel my cock throbbing like mad only half aware that the black man's fingers were stroking up and down the shaft as I watched my wife being exquisitely tortured by the depraved pair. 
Maire climaxed with a loud scream which echoed in the vaulted room. The orgasm lasted a very long time and Carrie continued sucking on her clitoris throughout. When it was over my wife slumped down, exhausted. Ritchie uncuffed her and she sank to her knees. He stood in front of her with his fully erect cock pointing at her face and I heard him order her to suck it. I clenched my fist and watched her lovely face move to his groin. My cock twitched and tightened in the grasp of the black man as Ritchie stared at me, an inscrutable smile dancing on his lips. He held Maire's head and pushed his cock into my wife's open mouth. I knew that he was testing me. There was a tension growing between us as he demonstrated to me and the others how he'd tamed my feisty wife.
I heard Maire sucking and despite the Negro’s exquisite handling I wished that it was my cock see-sawing in and out of her mouth. My gaze travelled down to her superb bottom and saw how neatly the weals crisscrossed the ivory flesh. Her sex peeped between the tops of her slim thighs, it was dripping wet. She was obviously aroused because she kept tightening her thighs in an effort to squeeze her pussy.
"The bitch is really good. I think she'd learnt her lesson and won't give you any more trouble, pal!" Ritchie said to me.
I watched my kneeling wife stiffen as she heard his comment but she never stopped gobbling his cock. From the expression on his face I knew that Ritchie was fast approaching ejaculation. My wife had never allowed me to come in her mouth and I wondered what she would do when he started spurting. I watched with envy as he rammed his cock all the way into her mouth. She tried to pull back but he held her tight against his groin as he ejaculated his sperm down her throat so that she was forced to swallow. After a very short while she did it without being forced. Ritchie demonstrated his mastery by removing his hands and Maire continued licking his cock eagerly. Finally he pulled his cock out of her mouth and stood in front of her holding it in his hand. She looked at him questioningly and, before she could dodge it, he started blasting her face with his piss. He was laughing like a hyena as his golden liquid sprayed her face, hair and upper torso. I was shocked that she did nothing to get away but knelt there allowing him to debase her and cover her nakedness with his hot urine. When he'd finished Carrie knelt next to my wife. She was carrying a basin of water and a face flannel and began, almost tenderly to clean Maire up. When his wife had finished Ritchie reached down and gripped the chain linking the nipple clamps and tugged. Shrieking with pain but obediently my wife crawled after him as he walked to where I was sitting. Maire's breasts were stretched out to their outmost as he viciously pulled on the chain. The black man released my cock as Ritchie ordered Maire to show her complete obedience to her husband. 
I could see concentration etched on my wife's face as her lips closed around the tip of my cock. It was clear that she was a changed woman or was it that she did not want to experience another dose of the cane? It didn't matter. 
I closed my eyes as her lips slipped all the way down my shaft till they were buried in my pubic hair. I couldn't suppress a grunt of satisfaction as I heard her soft moans and the wet sucking of her lips. She was truly putting her whole self in the act. If I'd not already come so many times I'm sure that I would have emptied my remaining sperm in her sucking mouth almost immediately.
Ritchie was standing next to me and whispered in my ear that I should stamp my mastery over her in front of everyone so that she would never forget that I was now her lord and master. He told me what I should do and it was so outrageous that I gasped but I was so horny that I decided to try it.
Roughly I pushed Maire away and told her to lean over the arm of the sofa. To my delight and astonishment she swiftly eased herself across the arm with her bottom poking up in the air. I turned around to the black man and whispered that I wanted him to fuck my wife. He was only too pleased to do so. As he walked to her that giant cock of his was bobbing up and down and I asked myself if I wasn't crazy to subject my wife to such a monstrous ordeal. Sanity had no part in that night's events.
I stood next to them as the black man took his place behind my wife and gripped her hips as he shoved his cock into her sex, in one thrust. She screamed as if she was being split in two. When his giant cock was completely embedded inside her pussy he remained perfectly still and started giving a commentary of how tight her pussy was and how it was pulsating around his cock. I think that my wife had not realised that it wasn't me fucking her till that moment. Her head whipped around and to her obvious horror she saw me standing looking down at her. A pleading expression swept across her face. In a voice made gruff by emotion I told her to pleasure the man as if it was me or she would be punished. The black man started stroking his giant cock in and out of her, taking his time and making sure he was enjoying every nuance of the coupling. He described every sensation and called her a whore and a bitch fit only to service sailors. Maire writhed beneath him, pushing her bottom back against his thrusts as if she wanted to impale herself even more deeply onto the length of the stranger's cock. Little moans of pleasure became gasps of delight as the man rammed his cock all the way in, again and again as his large hands started slapping her undulating buttocks no doubt reviving the pain from the caning. Her gasps became squeals then shrieks as orgasm after orgasm lapped her body like waves crashing against the rocks. At the height of her excitement the black stranger pulled his huge cock all the way out of her pussy. It glistened wetly in the dim light making it seem even more gigantic. His hands spread her bottom cheeks wide apart, exposing her small rosebud. I was stunned to see that there was a trickle of sperm oozing out of it testament that some man had already used it for his pleasure. The grip of his fingers kept alive the pain of the caning and smacking and she began to sob. Taking no notice he guided the tip of his cock to the small hole. I knew that she wouldn't be able to take it and that I should stop it before he injured her. While I was still pondering how I could stop him with a mighty thrust of his hips he slammed his cock all the way into her arsehole. Her shrieks of delight turned to screams of agony. I could see the tight mouth of her anus stretched painfully around his gigantic thickness but he took no notice of her screams and protest and started to fuck her arse as hard as he'd fucked her pussy. Her screams tailed off and were replaced with moans of pleasure. Soon she was orgasming again as the man's pelvis crashed repeatedly against her white buttocks as he rammed his black cock all the way into her bottom. I loved the sight of her caned bum cheeks rippling on impact and the way her dangling breasts banged into each other from the force of his thrusts. Seeing his black cock disappearing again and again in her pink arsehole was incredible. Then the black man's knees buckled and I realised that he was ejaculating his sperm deep into her bowels. Maire screamed with ecstasy as an orgasm, seeming even more powerful than any other she’d experienced before overcame her body. The muscular man slumped against her and, for a brief moment, they stayed linked without moving. He moved back and his deflating cock left her bottom, with a loud sucking sound. He stepped to the side so that everyone could see that her red arsehole was still gaping open allowing his spunk to dribble from it. 
It was probably the most obscene thing I've ever seen.
He pulled on her shoulder till she ended up kneeling on the ground and pressed his dirty cock against her face. He rubbed it all over before pressing the tip against her mouth. I saw that my wife was going to resist this final debasement. She opened her mouth to protest and, before any sound came out, the stranger pushed his filthy cock all the way inside her mouth while clamping her face between his hands. Her resistance evaporated and she dutifully cleaned his cock until it was squeaky clean. He stepped back and there was a ripple of appreciation from the onlookers.
Ritchie bend down and whispered something in Maire's ear and she crawled to me and kissed my feet and thanked me for having showed her the error of her ways. I know that it should have been Ritchie and Carrie whom she should have been thanking but I accepted her devotion. I told her that as a reward she could finish me off and eagerly she rose to her feet. She sat astride me and eased my cock into her pussy and started rocking slowly as I caressed her breasts and gently tugged on the nipple clamps till they came off. She screamed as the blood flooded into her nipples. Her fingers twisted in my hair as I nibbled and nipped the hard buds of her nipples with my teeth. My hands explored her bottom and I traced the raised weals on her buttocks. I told her that I wanted to fuck her arsehole and, without hesitation, she lifted herself up. Holding my cock upright she lowered herself so that my cock could slip all the way into her anus, which was loose and very wet from the black man's ejaculation. Her tight passage slipped easily up and down my cock until I ejaculated powerfully and I felt her rectum pulse as it accepted my offering. Then she too shuddered as she climaxed as she urged her sore nipples deeper into my mouth, smothering me in her breast flesh. 
We sat quietly for some minutes rocking gently in each other's arms before she lifted herself off me. Without being told she knelt down and cleaned my wilted cock with her tongue not seeming to care where it had been.
It was the end of the night. 
We went back to Ritchie' place. We didn't speak in the car but once back at their place I thanked my friend for all he'd done and he said that it had been his pleasure. He added that I must make sure that I kept my newly won mastery over my wife by punishing her for any misdemeanour, however trivial.
We came back to the U.K. the next day.
I've taken his advice. 
Now Maire is the most compliant and dutiful wife any man could wish for. Having seen her being shagged by other men, at the party, left such a deep impression that I've since arranged for many men to screw her. The pleasure I experience from seeing other men shagging her is even greater than the joy I feel when I cane or whip her. Of course after she'd been with those men I have to punish her for having behaved like such a slut. One of the strange results of her conversion, from inhibited Catholic to slut, is that Maire seems to go out of her way to incur punishment. Her pain threshold seems to grow day by day and I have to really exert myself before she begs me to stop.
That's it, brothers, that's my initiation into the Blessed Perversion! I'm sorry if I've hogged the limelight but it felt marvellous being able to share my secret with you.'
A ripple of applause followed him as he went back to his seat and sat down.