Melissaıs Perfect Punishment - Part 2



A Lesson for Melissa ­ Part 2

By Buckaroo Bonzai

During the week preceding Melissaıs next session 
with her blackmailers, I had a lot of second 
thoughts about allowing it to take place. Iım not 
heartless, and nobody wants to see a loved one 
humiliated, especially their wife. But every 
argument I devised pointed to the session as the 
only way to teach her a lesson that sheıd never 
forget. I even tested her with a few ³casual² 
questions about her stand on extra-marital sex. Her 
answers, ³There is no excuse for an affair...ever,² 
and ³Having an affair is unforgivable,² only 
strengthened my resolve to teach her a lesson. Or, 
in this case, allow the lesson to be taught.

On the afternoon of doom, I arranged to leave the 
office early, and headed over to Melissaıs studio. 
With the full-time crew out-of-state, Melissa had 
the run of the place, and I knew sheıd be taking a 
break for dinner around 4:00. Sure enough, her car 
was gone when I arrived, and I let myself in using 
the spare key Iıd smuggled out of her purse.

I already knew where Iıd set up shop. Along the 
back of the control room was the producerıs room, 
which featured a long, reflective-glass window. Now 
they just used it for storage, and I knew the odds 
were long that someone would go in there during the 
evening. From this room I could easily observe the 
shots being sent to the director from all the 
cameras. And, if they left the control room door 
open, I could directly observe the action in the 
studio, using the binoculars I had in my briefcase.

Taking a chance that Melissa would be out for a 
while, I inspected the studio set up. True to his 
word, Smoothy had delivered a blow-up full-size 
mattress, now covered in a floral sheet. The desk 
from the previous week stood to one side, with a 
secretarial chair behind it. Sheıd set up the 
fewest possible studio lights, probably to keep the 
heat down. Two studio cameras and one hand-held 
camera stood ready. And a simple boom mike would be 
capturing the audio action. 

Melissa came back to the studio about 5:15. Back in 
my lair, I could see her perfectly through the open 
control room door. There was a real good chance 
that theyıd leave it propped open, as theyıd be 
going in and out of the control room often. After 
doing some prep work, she left again, and returned 
about 5:45, presumably wearing their lingerie under 
her jeans and T-shirt. She didnıt look nervous, but 
I donıt think she realized the kind of wild 
imaginations sex-crazed teenage boys could have.

Smoothy, Shy Guy and Punk arrived precisely at 
6:00, with Punk taunting Melissa with an envelope 
that mustıve contained the incriminating 
photographs. They immediately split up, preparing 
the studio for their production. Smoothy positioned 
the cameras. Shy Guy fired up the control room. And 
Punk checked the lighting, while Melissa supervised 
it all. Finally, they were ready, and Smoothy shot 
the bolt on the studio door.

³So, Liss, I hope youıre ready to pay for your 
crimes,² Smoothy said. ³Weıre gonna do this just 
like itıs our final exam. Weıre gonna set up one 
camera, unmanned, to catch the main scenes, on the 
bed. One of us will be on the main camera. One of 
us will be switching in the control room. And 
youıll have the pleasure of working with the last 
guy as your leading man. The only difference is, 
the leading man will be doing some directing, too.²

In my hidey-hole, the sound was perfect. I could 
see the four of them in color on all three 
monitors. And with my binoculars, I could get 
extreme close-ups through the control room doorway. 

³So the first step is to get you out of those 
clothes and into your costume,² directed Smoothy.

³Iıve got it on underneath,² Melissa said. ³Are you 
going to film this?²

³Nah, weıll go for the shots taking the other stuff 
off, though.²

In contrast to last weekıs spectacle, Melissa 
unceremoniously pulled off her top and jeans, to 
reveal a cheap-looking blue baby doll ensemble. 
Melissaıs firm breasts filled out the top quite 
nicely, presenting a good deal of lace-covered 
cleavage. The panties werenıt nearly as revealing 
as the oneıs sheıd worn last week, though they did 
tie on the sides, for easy removal. At Smoothyıs 
direction, she donned a pair of wicked high heels, 
which made her tits thrust out even more. 

³Wait. Before we start, weıve got a little 
greetingı to do,² cautioned Shy Guy, who evidently 
wasnıt shy anymore. He stood before Melissa and 
pushed her down to her knees, where she unzipped 
his pants, felt inside, and drew out his semi-hard 
dick. Wetting her lips, she placed them on the tip 
of the purple head, and then slowly sucked it into 
her mouth, French kissing it in the best way 
possible. She continued down the line to Smoothy, 
who possessively rubbed his cock on either side of 
her face. And then to Punk, who gleefully informed 
her afterwards that the three of them had jacked 
off in the morning, so she wouldnıt be getting any 
easyı orgasms like last time.

³Donıt forget, each of us has to cum twice 
tonight,² Smoothy cautioned. ³And you have to look 
like youıre not being forced into this.²

With that, they split up to their respective 
positions: Punk on the cameras, Shy Guy in the 
control room, and Smoothy first with Melissa. 
Evidently, Smoothy had won the draw again. In the 
control room, one monitor showed a view of the bed 
from the side, courtesy of the unmanned camera. 
Punkıs camera held a close-up of my wifeıs 
cleavage, with her hard nipples looking like sexy 
buttons through the fabric.

Smoothy started things by having her take his shirt 
off and kiss his chest and nipples. The camera 
showed every detail, from the suppleness of her 
tongue to the gleaming wet trail she left on his 
skin. She removed his shoes and socks next, kissing 
his feet as directed. With her kneeling before him, 
he seemed to relish his dominant position, and 
looked to be considering several options. Finally, 
he had her remove his jeans, and she began kissing 
him through his tight jockey shorts. Starting on 
one leg, she nibbled around to his ass, wetting the 
cloth over every inch of skin. Down between his 
legs her tongue traveled, until he seemed to be 
straddling her face. Then back up to the waistband, 
before pausing at the solid bulge in the front. She 
used both her lips and tongue here, tugging and 
smoothing the sensitive tool beneath. 

Finally, with her teeth tugging at the material, 
Melissa removed his underwear. His cock stood half 
stiff, the skin still a little loose, the veins 
barely discernible. Smoothy slowly played the head 
of his cock over Melissaıs upturned face, touching 
its thin slit to her cheeks, her chin, her nose, 
her eyelids, ending with it supported by her lips. 
Punkıs camera work was excellent, with the 
smoothness of her lips contrasting with the 
roughened textures on the cock shaft. The camera 
traveled down slightly to reveal the spongy surface 
of his sack resting against the silky smoothness of 
her chin, pillowing it and quivering at its touch. 
In fact, his whole cock had started to quiver, 
stretching and expanding as Smoothy reacted to the 
intense visual stimulus.

I had certainly reacted to it, pulling my own cock 
out for a light stroking. It was easy to forget 
that this was my wife under the domination of 
another man, and instead react to the raw, animal 
passion. At the control panel, too, Shy Guy was 
stroking his crotch, obviously eager to get his 
piece of the action.

We all watched intensely as my wifeıs lips parted, 
allowing the cock to drop into her open mouth. Her 
tongue darted out, circling the top of his shaft, 
trailing hot saliva. Then she bounced his cock up 
and down on her teeth, using her tongue as a tiny 
piston. Even as she did this, it grew harder and 
harder, until it was sticking out on its own, 
needing no more support. Skin stretched tight, you 
could trace the veins, which throbbed to their own 
rhythm. His balls seemed to expand in the sack, and 
he urged her to fondle them with her hands. 

Feeding her his cock, inch by inch, I watched it 
disappear into her mouth, the sides of her cheecks 
working as she alternately lashed it with her 
tongue and then sucked on it. Soon he was nearly in 
to the hilt, surely deeper than sheıd ever taken 
me. Pistoning in and out, he used her mouth like a 
vagina, with his balls occasionally slapping 
against her neck and chin. All caught intimately on 
tape.

After a couple of minutes, he pulled out of her 
mouth, and led her to the bed. 

³Lie down,² he ordered, placing her in a half-
sitting position. ³Now pull the bottom of the baby 
doll up a little bit, so we can see just how wet 
you are.² As he arranged her top, he took care to 
brush his hand against her crotch often, at one 
point stroking her pussy lips through the satiny 
fabric. Then, with her crotch fully facing the 
camera, he reached down and untied the strings at 
the sides of her legs, and pulled the front panel 
forward, exposing her pussy to the camera. 
Evidently Smoothy had left instructions for that, 
too, since sheıd shaved her pubic hair into a 
vertical strip, in the style of porn stars today. 
This line of hair pointed right to her cunt lips, 
which were attractively stripped of hair on each 
side, as well. 

With the camera following every move, Smoothy drew 
his forefinger over the pouting folds of my wifeıs 
cunt, occasionally slipping inside to a 
fingernailıs length. Bringing his other hand into 
play, he extended his explorations, caressing her 
mound, sliding back to finger her ass hole, 
kneading her ticklish thighs, and grasping at her 
ass cheeks. 

After a few more moments, he slid his hands up over 
her stomach, bundling up the baby doll fabric as he 
progressed. He paused just before the swell of her 
breasts, and then lifted the top over her head, 
wrapping her hands and arms in it. Holding her in 
this exposed position, he lowered his mouth to her 
tits, teasing his tongue around the base of each 
before aggressively capturing the nipple between 
his lips and teeth. Tugging, pulling, gnashing and 
suckling, he worked the nipples and aeuorlas until 
they were red and stiff.

Still holding her supine, Smoothy twisted his body 
to position his cock between her legs. Punk dropped 
down with the camera, shooting between their bodies 
to show the tip of his cock supported once again by 
her lips. Only this time, he had seven inches of 
fully engorged flesh poised over her. And this 
time, the lips in questions protected my wifeıs 
cunt, which I was normally very protective about. 
Then, having assured that Punk was getting the 
shot, Smoothy slowly lowered himself into my wifeıs 
cunt, disappearing inch by inch into the hot folds 
I called my own. Finally, his body met herıs, his 
long pubic hair entangling with her short stuff, as 
if they too were in the throes of passion. 

For the next few minutes, Smoothy contented himself 
with pounding in and out of my wife, pausing every 
so often to ravage her tits with his mouth, or to 
lick her neck and earlobes. Punkıs camera circled 
around them, focusing on her hands and arms held 
captive above her head, on the swaying of her 
breasts as Smoothy rocked her body, or on the rock-
solid cock as it slipped in and out of Melissaıs 
cunt, covered in her tasty juices.

On one shot, with Punk filming from the side, I 
could see Melissa lifting her hips, thrusting 
upward to meet Smoothyıs rhythmic pounding. On 
several of his strokes, her hips pretty much left 
the bed. For someone being forced into this, she 
sure seemed to be enjoying it. 

Soon, however, Smoothy slid out of her, and 
directed her to her hands and knees. With her tits 
hanging down, and her ass thrust up in the air, 
Smoothy knelt behind her, and she helpfully reached 
back to position his cock at the entrance of her 
wet, hungry cunt. As jammed his dick in and out of 
her, I could see the muscles playing in his back 
and butt, tensing and then releasing with each 
stroke. Occasionally he would stop while buried 
inside her to bend forward and paw at her tits, 
milking them down and then twiddling the nipples.

After a few minutes he paused in his ministrations 
and gestured at Punk. ³Get around the front there, 
and letıs give her mouth a little bit of a workout. 
It might help her get, you know, a little more 
enthusiastic!² 

In no time at all, they had Shy Guy out on the 
camera; the recorder set to pick up everything from 
his hand held camera. And Punk was naked in front 
of my wife, his small cock waving in front of her 
face, big balls quivering in anticipation. This, I 
firmly believed, would be a new experience for my 
wife, taking two men at once. And indeed, her face 
reflected the sudden realization that these guys 
might have a lot more in store for her than she 
anticipated. 

With one hard stroke, Smoothy began pounding once 
again into Melissaıs waiting pussy, his balls 
slapping hard against her hard ass. Punk 
immediately stuck his cock into her moaning mouth, 
which slid back and forth in time with Smoothyıs 
strokes. Soon they had a steady rhythm going, 
Melissa bouncing back and forth like a tennis ball, 
pushed forward by Smoothyıs cock finding the 
deepest recesses of her pussy, and then pushed back 
by Punkıs cock enjoying the hot wetness of her 
mouth. 

Comfortable in a rhythm, they talked between 
themselves, as if they did this every day. ³She has 
got the hottest, tightest pussy of any chick Iıve 
ever had,² noted Smoothy. 

³Sheıs not too bad at sucking, either,² Punk 
replied, running his fingers through her hair. ³And 
those tits just make me want to cum all over them. 
Which reminds me, donıt cum inside her this time. I 
wanna eat some of that pussy, and I donıt wanna be 
tastinı your cum, too.²

They continued on for a few more minutes, 
commenting on the shape of her ass, the smoothness 
of her skin and her readiness to spread her legs 
for them. Finally, Smoothy pulled out with a wet 
popı, and he began setting up the next shot while 
Punk busied himself instructing Melissa on how he 
wanted his balls licked. After lining up the second 
mounted camera on Melissaıs bobbing head, he 
switched it on in the control room and joined Punk 
and Shy Guy, who by now had stripped off his 
clothes.

³Now weıre going to see how good she really is at 
sucking cock,² Smoothy said to his friends. ³Liss, 
youıre going to go around the circle of dicksı, 
sucking whichever one is in front of you. When you 
feel a tap on your shoulder, you must turn in that 
direction and go down on the next one.²

Melissa looked around at the three cocks standing 
insistently in her face, seeing each one in 
intimate detail. Every ridge, every texture, every 
cum hole was there for her to discover, with her 
mouth, hands and cunt. She looked as though she 
might hesitate for a moment, and then bent to her 
task, taking Smoothyıs cock deep into her mouth. 
She slid it in and out lightly, and then began 
sucking on it, the wet noises distinct on the audio 
monitor. 

With that, Shy Guy tapped her right shoulder, and 
she immediately turned and engulfed his huge dick, 
her mouth stretching wide as she worked her way 
down the shaft. All slurping sounds were stifled by 
the enormous tool in her mouth, but Shy Guyıs 
guttural moans made up for it. Another tap brought 
her to Punkıs rock hard dick, which she easily 
sucked to the hilt. 

After that, no man got more than thirty seconds of 
service before another tap on the shoulder forced 
her to move on. Before long their instructions 
expanded to include sack licking, ball sucking, ass 
kissing and asshole licking. They had her suck cock 
while playing with her breasts, and filmed her 
masturbating while kissing Shy Guyıs throbbing 
shaft, up and down and back again. 

Finally, Smoothy cleared the others away, and laid 
Melissa back down on the inflatable mattress. With 
Shy Guy hurriedly switching the hand-held camera 
back on, Smoothy positioned himself between my 
wifeıs legs, and proceeded to give her a good, hot, 
hard fucking. After a few strokes Melissa lifted 
her legs onto his back, and began playing with her 
tits, which I knew was a sure sign she was enjoying 
herself. Her moans mixed with his, and she wasnıt 
acting when she yelled, ³Fuck me! Fuck me harder! 
Fill me up, damn you!² 

Seconds later Smoothy yanked himself out of her 
sticky hole and vented his cum all over her chest, 
the first shot splashing right on her left nipple, 
and the rest leaving milky trails across her chest 
and stomach. He squeezed out a few drops right onto 
her thin strip of pubes, where the camera caught 
them glistening in the lights. Face sweaty with 
pleasure, she immediately licked his softening cock 
dry, holding her tongue out so he could squeeze the 
last few drops onto it.

³Well, Liss. It seems youıve decided to enjoy 
yourself.² She looked a bit shaken at that, but 
didnıt answer. ³Now, for the pleasure of our 
viewing audience, youıre going to eat the cum Iıve 
so graciously given you.²

With the camera following in extreme close-up, I 
watched as Melissa scooped the silky, milky jism 
from her breast, and slowly lick it from her 
fingers, looking as though she were savoring each 
drop. She did this with every pool of cum on her 
body, and rubbed the remainder into her skin as 
though it were a beauty cream.

Then she turned to Smoothy and asked innocently, 
³Is that what you were looking for?²

Before he could answer, Punk pushed his way 
through, roughly pulled open my wifeıs legs, and 
began loudly slurping on her cunt. ³Iıve waited 
weeks to do this,² he proclaimed, pausing briefly, 
³and Iım not going to wait while you two play 
lovey-dovey.² Then he bent back down and stuck his 
tongue deep in her pussy. 

As he enjoyed his feast, Shy Guy and Smoothy 
discussed how to best get it on video. Soon they 
had Melissa positioned on the edge of the desk, her 
legs spread wide to display her cunt, with its lips 
slightly parted as though knowing what was to come. 
With the camera positioned over her head, I had the 
privilege of witnessing Punkıs tongue part my 
wifeıs pussy lips and travel deep into her sexual 
canal. As Punk went back to work, he displayed a 
number of different techniques. Sometimes he would 
spread her wide with his fingers, and lap up her 
juices as they flowed from within. Sometimes he 
would find her clit and suck on it, delighting in 
the way she bounced and wiggled beneath him. And 
other times he would fuck her with his tongue, 
arching his neck until the full length of his 
tongue was embedded within her. 

As Punk went down on her, Shy Guy positioned 
himself next to Melissaıs head, and ordered her to 
suck him off. In this position, she could barely 
get her lips past the engorged head, but she ran 
her tongue over the helmet until he was moaning 
with pleasure. From the ecstatic look on her face, 
I definitely wasnıt sure that she was getting the 
³perfect punishment² Iıd anticipated.

With all the participants pre-occupied, I tip-toed 
out of my hiding place to engage in a little 
sabotage. The musky smell of sex permeated the 
room, but I didnıt let that distract me. There was 
no way I was going to let the videotapes of my wife 
being fucked like this leave the studio. I had to 
damage the tapes, but in such a way that it 
wouldnıt be immediately noticeable. That meant de-
gaussing them, which entails passing a super-strong 
magnetic field over the tape cartridge, destroying 
all the images. 

The recording tapes they used were only twenty 
minutes long, and they had already gone through two 
of them. It took only a few seconds for me to 
completely erase each tape with the powerful 
magnet, and I was careful to leave them stacked 
exactly the way I found them. It took all my 
willpower not to stand transfixed in the control 
room doorway, the musky odors and the heat from the 
sex and lights washing over me. I rubbed my dick 
instead, and wished that I could mount up Melissa 
right at that moment, and sink my meat deep into 
her sopping cunt.

And even as I thought that, Punk straightened from 
his task and sank his meat deep into my wifeıs 
sopping cunt. Her legs reached high over his head, 
and the camera caught every slippery moment as his 
piston action sucked her juices right from her 
body, where they dripped down her butt and pooled 
on the desk.

A couple minutes later, Punk had displaced Shy Guy 
at Melissaıs mouth, and she knelt on the top of the 
desk eating his upturned cock. It was almost time 
for another tape change, so I made my way back into 
the stock room. I arrived just in time to see 
Punkıs climatic moment on the monitor. With Melissa 
deep-throating him, he unloaded his cum in the back 
of her throat, working hard to swallow it all. As 
before, his gigantic balls pumped out what seemed 
like a gallon of the stuff, and Melissa couldnıt 
keep up, his milky jism seeping and then flowing 
from between her lips. At Shy Guyıs direction, she 
opened her mouth wide to the camera, revealing a 
lake of globulous cum, with my wifeıs tongue 
sensously snaking out, as if seeking another cock 
to pleasure.

As per their established ritual, she swallowed all 
the cum she could scoop up, and then tongue-cleaned 
every inch of Punkıs cum-smeared cock and balls. 
Then Punk took his place in the control room, while 
Smoothy helped Shy Guy set up the shots for his 
fuck-fest. Meanwhile, Melissa availed herself of 
some water, and tried to clean herself up a bit, 
brushing some of the cum out of her hair. She did 
look quite a mess, and it seemed to me that the 
³punishment² part of the night was starting to make 
an impression on her. 

Soon, Shy Guy was ready to take his turn at my 
wife. But he definitely wasnıt shy anymore, and he 
seemed to have a real vision for how his sex scenes 
should play out. He started her off sucking at his 
cock for awhile, but the sheer size of it made it 
impossible for him to shove more than two-thirds of 
it into her mouth. So he placed her back on the 
mattress, and spent a few minutes just pounding 
into her cunt. Smoothy masterfully caught the scene 
on tape, the close-up scenes showing her pussy 
visibly stretching to accommodate his massive meat. 
From the way Melissaıs lower belly was pulsating, 
it was almost as if you could see his cock 
stretching the tissues inside her love canal. 

Then, seeming to take his inspiration from the way 
she writhed on the mattress below him, he 
positioned her to ride his cock from above. She 
slid down onto his cock as if in slow-motion, the 
camera showing her pussy lips parting, parting, and 
stretching further still, welcoming his full width 
and length into her. The sight of his shaft 
piercing into her was the most graphic and erotic 
yet, and I quickly yanked my own cock out and began 
stroking it. In the control room, Punk too was 
rubbing his dick, while switching between a close-
up of the slick, white shaft being swallowed 
between her puffed-up pussy lips, and a wide shot 
of Shy Guy reaching up to caress and squeeze 
Melissaıs swaying breasts.

She moaned continuously, and wore a blissful 
expression, her eyes closed and head thrown back. 
She seemed close to cumming when Shy Guy stopped 
the action and directed her to sit on him facing 
his feet. This she did, and soon she was back to 
rocking up and down, sometimes lifting her body to 
the very tip of his shaft, and then joyfully 
plunging back down.

But while she pleasured herself, Smoothy brought 
Shy Guy a tube of lubricant, which he liberally 
applied to his middle finger. He then directed 
Melissa to stop and lean forward a bit, exposing 
her tight little anus to the camera. He spread more 
of the lubricant around her asshole, causing her to 
jump a little, making her look back at what he was 
doing.

³Keep your eyes straight, little girl,² he called, 
pushing at her with his free hand. ³I just got a 
little surprise for you. And I promise youıll like 
it.²

With that he slowly poked his finger into her 
asshole, swirling it around to get it good and 
lubricated. She started to protest, but by then he 
was in to the second knuckle, and with a final 
little push his finger was deeply embedded in her 
anus. At his instructions she leaned back, and 
began sliding up and down on his cock again. But 
this time he also fucked her asshole with his 
finger, and her whimpers at the invasion soon 
turned to deep-throated moans of pleasure. 

Smoothy made sure to zoom in extra close on this 
scene, catching every stroke of Shy Guyıs finger, 
every bounce of Melissaıs ass, and every 
contraction of her pussy around his thick, white 
cock. On the wide camera, I could see my wife was 
in the throes of ecstasy, sweat covering her face, 
and her hands involuntarily squeezing and pinching 
her breasts. After not much more than a minute, she 
came again and again, the orgasms visibly 
shuddering through her body like ocean waves.  I, 
too, felt dizzy and wobbly kneed, stunned by the 
powerful image of my wife cumming while impaled on 
another manıs organ, and weakened by my own 
struggles to keep from shooting off just yet. 

Having given Melissa a few moments to rest, Shy Guy 
directed her to lay back down on the mattress. She 
immediately spread her legs, expecting another 
fucking, but instead he knelt over her breasts, 
reached back and covered his fingers with the 
juices from her cunt, and then rubbed them on his 
dick. Then placing his cock between her tits, he 
had her force them together, so he could fuck her 
breasts. Because his cock was so long, each 
upstroke brought it well within range of her mouth, 
and she licked at the engorged head each time it 
approached. 

From time to time Shy Guy would reach back and 
replenish her cunt juices on his cock, taking the 
time to rub or pinch her glistening clit. His cock 
between her breasts proved to be a more powerful 
image than even her riding him, and I knew I was 
just a few strokes from cumming all over the 
storage room. With his cock sliding up and down 
through the valley of her tits, with her nipples 
rubbing back and forth on every stroke, and with 
her tongue straining to touch the tip of his 
cock...well, that image will remain burned in my 
mind for a long time to come.

After a few more strokes, he twisted around in his 
saddle and reached back for more lubricating juice 
from my wifeıs cunt. This time she freely 
accommodated him, stretching he legs out wide and 
exposing her steamy pussy for the whole world to 
see. As three of his fingers plunged inside her, 
she arched herself up to meet them, as if she 
couldnıt get enough of his touch. His fingers 
gleamed with her juices, and the smell of her 
permeated the whole studio. Within three trips to 
her fountain, heıd lathered his cock up again.

With his dick once more positioned between her 
tips, Melissa eagerly pushed them together, angling 
them so her aching nipples were in contact with his 
shaft. Snuggled inside thusly, his thrusts quickly 
became heated and urgent. As his cock entered and 
emerged from the valley between her breasts, it 
looked as though he were jacking off, just using 
her tits instead of his hand.With my own hand 
wrapped tightly around my cock, I could easily 
imagine what it felt like for him. And at that 
thought, I felt a familiar tingling and contraction 
in my balls. I violently pulled at my own cock, 
even as Shy Guyıs efforts to fuck my wifeıs tits 
grew more violent. In an eruption as sudden and 
shocking as a punch to the stomach, I shot a stream 
of cum far across the room, watching through hazed 
eyes as it smeared across a packing box. My hips 
working, my legs nearly buckling, I proceeded to 
blast three more spurts, their trajectories falling 
much shorter than that first, mammoth burst.

Nearly simultaneously, I watched as Shy Guyıs own 
cock began to twitch, and his thrusts become more 
urgent. Then, with a warning cry, he loosed his own 
cannon shot, right into my wifeıs waiting mouth, 
covering her outstretched tongue and coating her 
white teeth with his salty cum. The onset of the 
next barrage brought him out of his saddle, and his 
cum shot hit Melissa full in the nose, where it 
began to stream down both sides of her face. The 
next one left lumps of cum in her hair, and helped 
by his stroking hand, the next few dribbled out of 
his cock onto her heaving breasts. 

For a few moments, the whole tableu remained silent 
and still, broken only by Shy Guy and Melissaıs 
ragged breathing. Then, with her pussy still 
splayed out for everyone and the camera to see, my 
wife begged him to make her cum, ³Please, please 
let me ride you. Iıve gotta fuck you. Youıve gotta 
let me cum. Iıve done everything you wanted, and 
Iıll do the rest and more. Just put it in me, 
please...² 

Shy Guy seemed to consider this, but a quick shake 
of the head from Smoothy put it all to rest. ³No, 
sweets. You only cum when we say you can. But I got 
somethinı for you to do while we all take a break 
that might let you get your rocks off. Now be a 
good girl and get that cock cleaned off, so we can 
get on to the next part,² Smoothy admonished.

Disheartened, Melissa lazily licked Shy Guyıs dick 
clean, and sucked up the cum he scooped up to her 
lips. Then she smiled as Shy Guy plunged his 
fingers back into her pussy and gave her a short 
but evidently pleasing finger-fucking. Finally her 
dragged himself off of her, and she lay on the 
mattress, awaiting her next orders. 

As for myself, I was finally beginning to recover 
from my earth-shattering orgasm. But I was quite 
dismayed. This didnıt seem to be Melissaıs idea of 
punishment. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying 
herself entirely too much. Wasnıt there anything 
these guys would do that would shake her up? What 
if she decided that she liked it so much that this 
became a regular thing? 

I neednıt have worried.






