THE CONTEST-- Part 2After Helen's and Sandy's Contest started, I began sleeping in the spare room. I was really having a hard time dealing with the fact that my previously shy and demure wife was fucking other men. Even though I was getting what I deserved, I guess I still believed in the old double standard. Bill was not having any problems at all with our wives contest. In fact he seemed to enjoy this contest more than ours. He called me at work the next day and even said that he knew that Sandy would win, because he had the hottest wife in town.The next night of the contest, I arrived home early at Helen's request. 20 minutes after I arrived home Sandy pulled up in her car. She honked the horn, but didn't come in the house. Helen looked down the stairs to make sure our kids were not in the living room, then she quickly walked down the steps, said goodnight to me, and went out the door. My mouth hung open. Helen had been wearing cowboy boots (I didn't even know she owned cowboy boots). Her hair was teased up and piled on her head. She had a white shirt, unbuttoned but tied below her chest. She didn't have a bra on and her ample boobs bounced noticibly. The shirt was light weight enough so that you could barely make out her dark nipples through the material. Finally she had cut off a pair of blue jeans, so high that the fleshy cheeks of her ass hung out the enlarged leg holes.Obviously, the women were changing their approcah. Last time they went to an upscale party. Tonight it looked like they were heading for a more blue color evening. I spent the night babysitting. I put the kids to bed and retired to the guest room at about midnight. My sleep was disturbed by dreams of strange men grabbing my wife's half exposed ass. I didn't hear Helen come in that night, but woke up the next morning to find everyone still asleep in the house. I left the kids sleeping and peeked into the master bedroom. The cowboy boots and bluejean pants were laying on the floor. Helen lay on her stomach sideways across the bed, her hair was in disarray. Her face was turned away from me, but I could see red streaks on her back and ass in the morning light. A video tape lay on her dresser. I shut the door quietly and went to work.Not long after arriving at work my phone rang. It was Bill wanting to share last evening events with me. He asked if I had seen the tape. I said no. I was asleep when Helen got home and I left this morning before anyone was awake. He told me that according to Sandy, both of our wives had quite a night. He told me that they went to a roadhouse out in the country where cowboys and truckdrivers hung out after work. He said that they both drank beer and danced, finally going with two cowboys. They went in the cowboy's truck to a river where they went skinny dipping. Helen's "date" carried her onto a flat rock in the river while Sandy videoed the action. Bill said Helen complained about the hard rock scraping her back as the Cowboy screwed her in the missonary position. Apparently the man had staying pwere and fucked Helen to several orgasams befor pulling out and shooting his jism all over Helen's Belly and tits.Sandy's "date" took her to the pick up truck, spread a blanket in the truck bed and stroked Sandy's dripping body doggy style. Helen filmed the action and the guy even waved his cowboy hat in the air and screamed "ride that pony" as he shot his wad into Sandy's receptive cunt.Afterwords, both couples lay on the bank of the river. The cowboys got the girls to suck their cocks to hardness, and then side by side screwed them again. This time they didn't worry about the video and neither of the cowboys pulled out before dumping thier sticky juice into the hungry pussies they were banging. Bill told me when Sandy got home he had eaten her out and could taste the cowboy's cum in his wife, even though the women had washed off in the river. Bill laughed and said that Helen's shirt had floated away down the river and Helen had ridden back to the bar topless. She got out of the truck with a crowd watching and walked to Sandy's car for the ride home. Apparently she was a big hit with the cowboys standing outside the bar. She even paused during her walk to the car and shook her boobs so they bounced wildly for the crowd. The men asked her to come back into the bar, but she called out to them that she had to get home to her husband and kids. This comment made t he crowd cheer even more.That night after the kids were in bed Helen came up to me and asked if I wanted to watch the video. I said no! She said that I should watch it and jerk myself off, since I hadn't had any sex in a while. She said I could come to the master bedroom anytime I wanted to make love. She was kind enough to remind me that she was fucking other men, but didn't feel like she was "making love" to them. I begged her to stop the contest. She only raised her eyebrow and said that I didn't stop until the last night of the contest. Besides she had read Bill's descriptions about tall, short, black, white, big boobs, blonde pussys, gray pussys and even bald pussys. She felt that she should see at least as many different types of penises.The contest went on for the next month with Sandy's and Helen's exploits becoming even wilder. I never watched one of the videos, but Bill kept me well informed. He had begun helping Sandy prepare for her nights out. Going so far as to pick out clothes that would attract men and even shaving her pussy. When Sandy came home he could suck strange men's cum from his wifes gapping cunt without her pussy hair getting in the way. Apparently Sandy was getting fucked even more at home than she was on her nights out.At our home, I hadn't had sex in two months, and the only sex Helen was getting was twice a week from a series of nameless strangers. Mostly older men with a wide variety of body types, sexual interests and cock sizes. Bill told me that Helen had begun to enjoy the men more and more, as she got accustomed to the anomomus line of cocks. Simply stated, she began to enjoy fucking for the sake of fucking. The feel of a silky smooth cock slipping into her wet slit. The fun of her orgasms and the electric jolt of hot searing jism being pumped into her body. Early in the contest she had stopped asking the assortment of men she screwed to put on a condom. She really enjoyed the bareback feel.One night Sandy and Bill came over to our house after the kids were asleep. The three of them sat together on the couch in the living room and watched all of both Sandy's and Helen's tapes. I stayed out of the room, but at one point I heard Bill say "oh yea, that's it girls" when I stuck my head around the corner, I saw both Sandy and Helen on their knees taking turns sucking Bill's cock, as Bill reclined on the couch. Sandy saw me. She let Bill's cock plop out of her mouth. The red, wet swinging cock was immediately sucked into Helen's waiting lips. Sandy said to me, "Bill is such a good sport about the contest we decided to reward him." Helen heard Sandy speak to me and look up just as Bill began pumping his pearly white cum into her mouth. She swallowed it all then rocked back on her heels, wiped an errant string of cum from her lips and looked at me with uncertainty in her eyes. I shook my head, and walked away. I went to my room and went to bed. After that night Bill quit calling me. Helen didn't say anything to me for the next few days, not that we were talking much anyway. I had been spending all my time at home with the kids. Helen spent a lot of time in her bedroom. I think she was watching her videos. She had nine different videos by now.As bad as this was, after about two months of the contest, something scary happened. Helen had driven that night. The girls had been dressed in what they called a "hip hop" outfit. Something that ghetto black women would wear. Apparently they were going to take a ride on the dark side tonight. At about 2 am. I heard a pounding at the door. Loud enough to wake me up. I went down stairs and found Sandy and Helen each standing between two black men. When I opened the door they burst into the house and pushed the women onto the living room floor. I could smell booze and beer. The black men made themselves at home. Pouring themselves drinks and dropping into chairs. One of the men said, "man you got yourselves two wild ones here. They been having a good time at the club tonight. Willy and Jerome got lucky with them in the back room behind the bar. Funny thing was they said they needed video of them fucking so they could show their husbands. Which one is your wife, man?" I pointed to Helen. "Damn, I was hoping it was the other one, that other one is a tiger", said the black man. He continued, "After they fucked Willy and Jerome and we found out what a perverts their husband's were wanting to see them get screwed, we felt that we had to get them home. We found your address in the car. Willy and Jerome had their piece of white cunt, so James, Franklin, George and me decided to let you watch some real live fucking rather than on video tape. You don't mind man, do you? A pussy whipped white boy like you, who likes his wife to fuck other men should get all excited seeing the real thing. You white folks are real perverted sometimes, but if it gets me some sweet white pussy, who am I to judge." I told the four men that I didn't like to watch my wife get fucked and to get the hell out of my house or I would call the cops. They just laughed and said the bitches don't want them to leave. Sandy and Helen sat on the floor in thier garash jersey out fits and said that I was right, they wanted the four black men to leave. "Bullshit", James said, "we didn't screw you back at the club because we wanted to get more comfortable. We ain't gonna leave until we get a taste of prime white married pussy."I went up to James and grabbed his arm and started to drag him to the door. He said, "don't touch me man." Then with a round house right he punched me squarley on the jaw. I saw stars for a moment and let go of his arm. Quickly Michael grabbed both of my arms and James kicked me hard with the toe of his shoe in my balls. I pulled loose and swung a wild punch hitting James in the sholder as I was falling to the ground. Hellen cried, "stop, leave him alone and Sandy and I will do whatever you want." By this time I was laying on the floor. Michael kicked me once more in the groin. Then the four men turned towards the women.I laid on the floor and threw up from the pain in my cock and balls. Doubled over from the pain. I could hear James say lets do the brown headed one. She's his wife. I want that son-of-bitch to pay for hitting me, besides with that kick to his balls he won't be able to take care of his wife's pussy for a long time. I tried to get up but, as I pushed up on my arms Michael saw me move and kicked me viciously in the groin again. This time I briefly lost consciousness.The four men pulled Helen to her feet and roughly ripped her clothes from her body. My head was clearing as I saw the men lay Helen on our coffee table on her back. The four men quickly stripped and all were soon naked, standing around my wife. Sandy was still sitting on the floor, still dressed. She looked up at the four hard black cocks swinging in front of her. She looked over at me still doubled over then, looked up at the men and said, "Fuck her silly. She needs your hard black cocks."The men needed no more encouragement. Helen didn't say a word, she just spread her legs wide open and held her arms out to the men. James stepped up dropped to his knees between Helen's leg and began to slowly push his cock into her furry mound. The other three blacks and Sandy began to chant, "fuck her, fuck her, fuck her", over and over again. James responded by stroking in time to the chant, finally burying his cock balls deep into my wife. The men and Sandy stopped chanting because Helen's voice had taken their place. Helen was continuing the chant loudly moaning, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me....."I looked up from my fetal position, my face laying in my own vomit and saw my wife wrapping her legs around the waist of the stroking black man that was mounted on her. The heels of her feet were kicking the man's ass spuring him on to faster and deeper strokes. As his black fuck pole withdrew from my wife's cunt I could see her juices coating its length. Her pussy was so wet I could hear squishing sounds as he drove back into her. The man's face was moving from Helen's face where he was thrusting his tounge into her mouth to her bouncing chest where he would roughly suck one of her nipples into his mouth.The other three guys stood around and talked about what a hot fuck Helen was and how they couldn't wait to have their crack at this middle class white bitch. They agreed that she was a real slut.I heard James groan louldy, and through tear filled eyes, I saw James's body stiffen and dump his cum into my willing wife. As soon as he slipped off my wife, Michael took his place. Helen didn't miss a stroke and immediately wrapped her pale white legs around his ebony body and thrust her tounge into his open mouth. I was crying from a combination of pain and loss as I finally had no choice but to see what I had tried to avoid. Helen, my wife, mother of my children, the person who I loved most in the world, writhing in pleasure while impalled by the cock of another man. I tried to move but the pain kept me doubled over. Michael quickly reached his orgasm. His cock squirted once inside Helen, then her pulled out grasp his hard wet cock and sent streams of sticky cum over Helen's belly and heaving breasts. One string of white jism landed on her chin.I began to moan in pain. Helen turned her head in my direction and looked at me with a haughty expression on her face. She said, "Sandy, get him an ice pack for his nuts." Then she reached out from the coffee table, pulled a cushion off of the couch put it on the coffee table, turned over so that she was kneeling on the floor, with her ass high in the air. She bent over the side of the table so she was supported by her stomach. Her head and breasts hung free on the other side. She slapped her right ass cheek with her hand and asked, "who is climbing on this nice white piece of ass next?" Franklin dropped to his knees and easily slipped his chocolate stick into Helen. I looked away, but could hear the familiar squishing sounds as Franklin stroked her fast and hard, doggy style.Sandy came over to me with two kitchen towels. One to wipe up my vomit, the other filled with ice. Sandy wiped my face, undid my pants and pressed the ice against my groin on the outside of my underpants.The men were laughing saying things like, "Hey man your wife really is a bitch slut. She takes cock just like a dog in heat." When Franklin finished he was replaced by the last man. Sandy, still sitting next to me, called over to Helen, "You win the contest Helen, counting the guy back at the club, this is your fifth strange cock tonight." Helen laughed between grunts as the hard shaft was driven into her and said breathlessly, "Yea! I guess we know now who fucks the most in this family. I not only beat you Sandy, but I sure out fucked Bob, too!"As the last man was doing Helen from behind James kneeled down in front of Helen and waved his flacid penis in her face. I heard Helen say, "you want me to suck you hard again?" James laughed, "Yea baby, suck it hard then keep sucking until it get soft again. I'm gonna drop my next load between those pretty lips of yours, and you better drink it all down." Helen smiled up at him and said, "give me a cum cocktail, I want to drink your sweet sperm." I heard Helen begin sucking the soft wet cock hungrily. The last man dropped his load in Helen's pussy and pulled his cock out with a pop. He turned to the others and said, "look between her legs man, there is enough cum running down her legs to float a boat.Franklin and the other man said that they wanted to go back to the club, but they had come in Helen's car. James took his eyes off of the vision of his hardening pole being licked hungrily by Helen long enough to tell them to call another friend to come and get them. James and Michael decided that they were going to stay for a while.Sandy said that she was going to call Bill to pick her up. Bill could help carry me to my bed. Sandy didn't think she could do it alone and didn't want to ask the four men who were pleasuring my wife and who had put me into this condition for help.Franklin and Sandy went to use the phone. While the calls were being made the other man got dressed and Michael, still naked, kneeled next to James and Helen began switching back and forth between the two cocks. While one was in her mouth the other was rubbed all over her face. Both men reached down and squeezed and pinched her swinging tits. Making her nipples hard and red. Bill arrived first. He saw me on the floor then looked into the living room and saw Helen gettin it from both ends. Michael was hard again and had moved behind Helen and holding her hips was driving hard into her. As he drove her forward her nose was pushed into James' wiry black pubic hair and the head of his cock pressed against the back of her throat. Bill said, "Hi Helen, don't say anything I can tell you have your mouth full." Helen responded with a, muffled "humph, humph" sound. Bill and Sandy helped carry me upstairs joking with each other how the quiet Helen had certainly changed as a result of the contest.They put me in the spare room. Bill pulled off my pants and shorts while Sandy pressed the ice pack against my swollen cock and balls. Bill said, "Man, that looks bad, you may have busted something. Your nuts are already black and blue and swollen to the size of tennis balls." I asked Bill and Sandy to make sure that the kids were still sleeping.Sandy and Bill turned out the lights, quietly checked the kids room, and went down stairs. They left my door open and I could hear the conversation from down stairs. Sandy said, "Hey Bill, Helen has had five cocks tonight, do you want to make it six?" I heard Helen say, "Michael is finished in my pussy Bill, come on over here and climb on for the ride of your life."A few minutes later another car pulled up and I could hear a new voice in the living room. Sandy called up the stairs to me, "Hey Bob! Helen is making it seven now!" All I could do was lay in the bed and moan.I heard Bill and Sandy say good bye to everyone and their car left. A few minutes later another car left. I heard noises coming up the stairs. Three shadows were outlined in the door. Helen standing between two larger shadows said, "Bob,--- James and Michael are going to stay the night. I hope that you are feeling better. See you in the morning." They left both bedroom doors open and before I slept I could hear Helen's familiar moans coming from the master bedroom.In the morning I found that I could move if I was very careful. I was awakened by my three year old standing next to my bed. He asked me what Mommy was doing. I walked down the hall and looked into the bedroom. James was sitting against the headboard with his legs spread. Helen was on all fours between his outstreched legs. Her face was buried in his crotch. Michael knelt behind Helen holding her fleshy hips with his big brown hands and was fucking her from behind. James looked up from watching his member being licked by Helen's talented tounge and waved at me. I shut the open door and walked down the hall holding my son's hand.I told the kids to get dressed. Then I took them to pre-school and went to our family doctors office. By the time I got there I could hardly move. I asked the receptionist to call my secretary and tell her that I was sick today. The doctor took one look at my swollen groin and began treatment. I was ordered to go home and remain in bed for three days. I was told to keep ice on my balls and keep my hips elevated. I was to avoid erections for at least two weeks. He didn't think any permanent damage was done, but I had almost needed to have one of my testicles removed. He gave me some pain pills and antibiotics and told me to go home.As I pulled into my driveway, James and Michael were leaving my house. They were carrying a TV and VCR under each arm and I noticed that James was wearing a pair of my slacks, one of my shirts and a pair of my expensive Italian shoes. He said as he passed me heading to a car that had just pulled up, "since you were so nice to lend us your wife's mouth and pussy for the night I didn't think you would mind if I borrowed your stuff." The men laughed as they walked away. I could barely move and limped to my front door holding my groin. I climbed the stairs and headed for the spare room. Passing the open master bedroom door I looked in. Helen lay naked on the bed, legs spread, the fingers of her right hand idely running up and down her puffy slit. Her fingers were coated with the sperm left in her cunt, by the seven cocks that had fucked her last night. I held the ice pack to my groin and limped into the spare bedroom. As I moved down the hall I could hear Helen noisely licking her fingers. 