Gang-Banging My Wife

Following My Husband's Cuckold Playbook

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I waited for my call to connect, feeling the dribbles of excitement zig zag down my thighs. It was time and I’d made a call. Now I had to make sure a loving, supportive husband still agreed, doing everything possible to preserve his dignity.

“I’m doing it tonight husband. They are all here and looking really great. We’re having so much fun, I’m relaxed and honestly, I feel the time is right.”

“Have you settled on a specific playbook, Clarissa?”

“I’ve arranged the Fuck Buddy Chapel for our inaugural cuckolding and I’d like this to be an all night fucking session.”

“Okay, will my confessional voyeur window looking in on the action be available?”

“Absolutely yes. That’s essential for me because I need you close by. Jess confirmed that everything is set up.”

Jason went quiet, and the sexual tension between us rose a few notches, more so because I couldn’t see his face. I heard his breathing labor knowing full well my husband was carefully considering every detail while suppressing his excitement. My heart quickened and I wanted to rub my pussy to an orgasm so badly it dripped like a leaky faucet.

Before I left the house, my husband had taken a stamina pill. When kissing me goodbye at our front door I giggled and told Jason I hoped he could wank all night long while enjoying my performance. Neither of us could have known that our last goodbye might also be goodnight while other men defiled the fuck out of me.

“We’re finally doing the gang bang cuckold playbook, then, Clarissa?”

“Yes. I’ve made my mind up at last. I’m sorry it took so long. I have to be honest, my nerves are all over the place.”

“You never have to apologize to me, Clarissa darling. My support is unwavering so please calm down and enjoy the journey. How many guys will fuck you?”

“There are four out of the six swains you approved to fuck me. I’m just not sure about this.”

“About what, darling?”

“You not being in the room or taking part is playing on my mind.”

“If you need me, I’ll be right outside and the fucking can stop anytime you like.”

“Okay honey, please get to the Fuck Buddy Chapel before me… I mean, us.”

“And Richard? Is he there with you now?”

“Yes. He said hi and thank you for letting him fuck me. It was so tawdry when we discussed the whole thing just like you said it would feel.”

“He damn well should be grateful. Tell Richard that I hold him responsible for your gratification.”

“None of them will match you darling, and I definitely don’t feel anything emotional for them.”

“Our experiment is working, then?”

“It seems to be. My panties are soaked, fingers trembling and heart rate is elevated. I really want the guys to double penetrate my pussy and asshole while I suck off a third.”

“That will be an exciting first time for you. Be careful or you’ll run out of cock.”

“Yes, Jason. I hope to best all of them, but it’s important everyone leaves content.”

He paused and I figured my husband was ticking off a checklist in his mind. I waited patiently, incapable of rational thought, desperate to be fucked.

“We are cuckolding to the max then my darling?”

“I want them all to ride my holes so fucking badly. I’ll fuck them all night and probably most of tomorrow morning.”

“Will you consider my reclaiming request?”

“Yes, if they run out of steam or when every guy is finished you can have me any way you’d like Jason. If you feel at all uncomfortable, give your safe word to Jess and she’ll let you in.”

“Okay. The game begins then darling wife?”

“It does husband, yes.”

“Make sure they run out of semen before you give up and don’t forget to suck Richard’s cock in front of the secret mirror, giving me a great view.”

“I know the playbook Jason, please don’t worry. I won’t let you down. Be a good boy, get to the Chapel and don’t cum too quickly.”

I prayed to god I hadn’t pushed him too far and hurt my husband’s feelings. Our cuckolding playbook was mostly Jason’s idea as part of a sexual adventure we devised. Ordinarily, he was the dominant one in our relationship but for some reason he felt being cuckolded was an essential experience.

He wanted to experience humiliation, something I felt a bit uncomfortable with. Jason also wanted to watch me perform like a cum slut porn star. I agreed that would be fun.

“I can’t wait to watch you, Clarissa.”

“Yeah. You’ll have a great view through the secret mirror. I don’t know if four guys can keep going uninterrupted but if sleep is on the cards, I’ll only do that while lying in your arms.”

“I promised to follow the playbook and I won’t let you down, Clarissa.”

“You can wank yourself silly in the side room watching me being a slut.”

“I shall baby.”

We explored the fantasy in couples therapy where, after a few sessions our therapist, Sara suggested Jason knew what he was doing and that I should consider his request to be group fucked. I love my husband dearly and would do anything he asked, so we practiced, first using other men’s’ names in expanded bedroom role-play and fantasy.

Once we were both satisfied with the theory, Jason asked me to enjoy a gang bang with his best friend leading the charge inside my cunt and up to five other guys he approved. I felt safest being defiled in the Fuck Buddy Chapel, so I got to know Jess, discussed our plans with her and she arranged for me to meet prospective bulls at her bar.

“Last chance then Jason. If you want me to back out, I shall. If not, I’m fucking all night and wearing my wedding ring while I do it.”

“Go for it baby.”

I disconnected the call and shut my phone down, breathing a huge sigh of relief. Jess winked at me, smiled encouragingly, and I nodded back. She did a fist pump in the air having been my most ardent supporter in wanting this gang bang to succeed for everyone.

I gulped, suppressed my nerves and desperately tried to stop my body from firing my libido too high.

“You’re really doing it then, Clarissa?”

“Yeah, it feels surreal to be honest with you, Jess.”

“Okay, I’ll get to the Chapel and make sure Jason is comfortable. You relax and have a drink here with the guys. Leave in half an hour with them and everything will be ready.”

I mingled with my lovers who took turns kissing me while stroking my tits and ass. Someone collected a queening extension seat from behind the bar and slid onto the thick end of a booth table like an extension.

Jess allowed finger-banging, fellating and cunnilingus in the bar so long as participants kept all their sexual contact activities inside the dining booths. I was a little surprised and conveyed that in a concerned expression to Richard.

“We want to get you started, Clarissa.”

“I love the idea, but can you make sure everyone gets a turn in licking my hole? It’s almost like a tawdry handover ceremony from my husband to you debauched lot.”

“We’ll have five minutes eating your pussy each, then we’ll leave. I promise.”

Richard helped me off with my soaking panties. I shot him a wry, knowing smile and he blushed when pocketing my underwear after sniffing.

The guys lifted me up having checked the solid queening extension was firmly attached to our booth table. It was a thick piece of wood carved like a set of ass cheeks, designed to hold me comfortably while my pussy was serviced.

As I wriggled around in my throne getting comfortable, two guys spread both my legs wide apart using the heels of my black stiletto shoes as grab handles. I was being served for dinner with Richard on his knees looking starving and ready to devour me.

A couple of girls came by smiling politely, pointing at my swollen cunt.

“Can we watch the guys lick you out please?”

“Yeah of course.”

When Richard bowed his head between my legs, a dripping wet pussy throbbed gently, expectant and hopeful. My gang bang had started and I was surrounded by loving faces wearing warm expressions.

I felt energized when Richard sucked one pussy lip after the other into his mouth, stripping each one clean before slipping a wet, warm tongue inside my hole.

It seemed like seconds before Richard handed over my fleshy chalice to his number two who went straight for my exposed anal whorl while the two guys holding me wide open used their spare hands to pry my tight pink sphincter apart.

My anal fuck buddy wasted no time squeezing his tongue inside a tight back passage, tingling his tip on the nerve cluster just inside my hole. Someone flicked my hard clitoris with a wet finger and I was on my way to orgasm ridge.

The next guy sucked my clitoris hard, flicking its tip from side to side, circling around the base occasionally. I was floating along nicely, enjoying pre-orgasmic tremors rippling through my body like rays of sunshine warming before a wave broke, refreshing me.

It felt disconcerting when he was suddenly gone and number four slipped his head in between my legs. I wasn’t close enough to orgasm with no more willing tongue left in my team unless I wanted to go round again. I worried that my orgasm wouldn’t start in time.

I felt massively relieved when one of the girls who was spectating raised a hand, with a beseeching expression. I nodded enthusiastically, knowing she would definitely make sure I came.

Her turn at licking my hole came around soon enough and she used fingers from both hands to spread my labia wide. Her flattened tongue hit the spot perfectly, strumming a hard pearl perfectly, dragging it from side to side.

When I orgasmed, the girl licking my cunt swallowed every tiny squirt of unicorn pee while I screamed and moaned, writhing in my seat with the guys holding on to make sure I didn’t fall off.

When I was done trembling and shaking, I smiled in post orgasmic bliss. My pussy licking girlfriend stood up, grinning broadly with glistening lips drenched in my cream. She held my hand for a few seconds, I thought perhaps needing sensual contact as she watched me descend from an orgasmic bliss of her making.

When she blew a kiss goodbye, my pussy licking lover turned around and shared my copious juices with her girlfriend.

Richard and my team lifted me from the queening chair, setting me gently on the floor. Someone passed fresh knickers from my handbag and I slipped them on, knowing full well they would barely get me to the Chapel still dry.

Hopping into a pickup truck in between two fuck buddies while two more sat in front was a lewd experience. I felt every bit the slut I’d hoped, enjoying the admiration of my lovers.

The guys kissed me passionately, awakening the absolute tawdry slut I’d become. They took turns fondling my breasts before finger banging me, someone slid their digits inside my knickers while another guy offered access, prising swollen labia apart between forefinger and a thumb.

Having my cunt held wide open by one man while another slid his fingers up and down my creamy slit felt incredible. They helped themselves in turn about to ladle out finger scoops full of my nectar, sucking their digits clean before swallowing, keeping the action going until we reached the Fuck Buddy Chapel.

Richard lifted me out of the truck back seat, cradling me lovingly while carrying me across the gravel parking lot carefully. I spotted my husband’s car and felt relieved that he’d arrived.

Jess nodded at me as I was set gently down on the floor just inside the front door of her famous fetish club..

“Everything is ready for you, Clarissa.”

“Is my husband happy?”

“He looks like a kid on Christmas morning.”

“Thanks Jess.”

“Go and have safe fun.”

“I intend to.”

I had the passkey for confessional seven because it was Jess’s way of ensuring my consent to be fucked by four guys was absolute. My fingers trembled when I keyed in the number, knowing that once inside I was definitely getting fucked.

Inside the room I was surprised by how much it looked and felt like a five-star hotel bedroom. The carpentry was exquisite and lovingly installed by craftsmen and women using highly polished hand carved dark wood.

High thread count, smooth as satin bed sheets with an exquisitely embroidered baby blue duvet, covered a massive four poster bed. Richard smiled at me as we held hands while I examined the room in which I would be fucked. I glanced at the secret mirror, winking and waving at my beloved.

“It’s just been refurbished I think.”

“Yes Richard, we’ll be the first group to fuck in here.”

His pupils were dilated and, when we kissed, I saw expression torn apart by raw desire. I couldn’t believe the intensity of Richard’s lips when they sizzled against mine in a cascade of sparks.

The rest of my fuck team undressed while my husband’s best friend stole his wife.

When Richard’s fingers slipped my thong aside, my heart leaped for joy. The true cuckolding that would see other men’s seed planted inside me had begun in earnest.

“I need to suck your cock, Richard. It will be the first one I’ve touched or enjoyed since meeting Jason.”

“Please be my guest.”

When I sank down onto my knees, a total slutty feeling washed over me, exactly as my husband predicted. I unbuckled Richard’s belt and fumbled inside for the cock that would mark my shameful infidelity by decanting its seed inside me first.

The act of stepping out on a marriage felt far more spectacular than my swain’s cock which was a few inches shorter than Jason’s. The guys all knew they were smaller in girth and length than my husband, and that had been a point of their confusion, more so since Jason was also the regional bodybuilding champion.

I explained our need to cuckold was purely psychological and an exploration of a mutually fantastic dark taboo. We were enjoying a sexual adventure. My gang bang, and Jason’s cuckolding, were an experiment and our first event of five.

Richard’s cock was heavily laden with pre-cum pooling in the swollen pillows of his foreskin. A hedonistic tsunami enveloped me as I caught sight of naked men from the corner of my eye while a musky aroma wafted into both flared nostrils, igniting my natural inclination to become pregnant.

The back of my throat itched and a deep craving inside drove every instinct towards only one desire. I needed to swallow someone’s cum and whoever that was, they would not be first to fuck me afterwards, needing time to recover.

“You can suck my cock to completion if you’d like, Clarissa. I can wait to fuck you.”

“You read my mind baby. I’ll give you first shot inside my asshole if you’ll let me suck you all the way and swallow all of that lovely seed.”

“Let’s do it.”

My fuck team relaxed on the chairs and bed spectating, smiling and looking like they enjoyed my performance. Richard’s cock grew to full size but was still smaller than my husband’s by a long way.

I peeled back his foreskin, desperate to suck a cock to satisfy my need for a hot shot of salty cream. My husband’s cock wouldn’t fit down my throat, but Richard’s was perfect and I felt the playbook predictions coming true.

I slurped deliberately loudly so that Jason could hear. I felt drool spill down my chin while I choked and crammed Richard’s cock down my throat, enjoying the debauched sensation surging through me.

Richard gripped the back of my head gently, rifling his fingers through my hair, gradually increasing pressure, pulling my mouth and throat further onto his cock until my lips rasped in his pubic bush.

I cupped his balls in one hand, clenching just enough to elicit his delightful moan while I worked my lips and tongue up and down a perfect, veiny, solid cock. As I held his balls in one hand, extending my forefinger, I rubbed his perineum gently, driving him wild and causing my lover’s cock to twitch in a pre-orgasmic spasm.

The rest of my fuck team whispered excitedly, but I couldn’t see them because my head bobbed up and down Richard’s shaft too quickly and I focused entirely on draining his semen.

When he shot his load down my throat I knew it was coming because of the vigorous twitching of his balls in my palm and a pulsating sensation against my finger. Richard’s salty cum streamed into my mouth exploding on my taste buds like a fresh ocean running up a sandy beach.

I ascended into a personal nirvana, ignoring everything around me except the gorgeous cock decanting semen into my mouth. My connection to mother nature was elemental and I felt a thrilling life affirming surge as Richard’s potent seed coated the soft tissue linings of my mouth and throat.

He moaned, almost screamed and rose high on tiptoes, maintaining his balance by holding on gently to my head. I wanked his shaft hard, triggering the prostate to empty every drop while my soft lips clenched hard, making sure nothing escaped.

When he backed away, exhausted but with pleasure fireworks exploding in his eyes, I saw joy and satisfaction in my first blowjob swains face. I stared at the secret mirror, blowing cum bubbles at my husband while I kneeled alone.

When I stood up, three men worked quickly to undress me, discarding clothes everywhere before leading me onto the bed. The guys kissed and fondled me while I scrambled onto all fours. One guy slipped underneath me into a perfect 69 position, but I wasn’t sucking any more cock right away.

It felt incredible to have my lips kissed by one lover while my 69 partner sucked an engorged clitoris. His friend clawed my tight pink asshole wide with all his fingers, kissing, then licking my most taboo hole.

His tongue rimmed the ridges around my puckered hole before he stiffened it and dipped inside, licking my rectum, the sensitive nerve cluster there and my soft tissue walls.

I bucked and thrashed around, enjoying struggling while held firmly in place by my fuck buddies as an orgasm swarmed uncontrollably through my reproductive organs. I squirmed and screamed, burying my face in someone’s groin while the guy I had been kissing reached underneath and squeezed my nipples hard.

With my back passage filled with tongue and a swollen clitoris being sucked hard, I hit an orgasm such as never before. I must have squirted but couldn’t tell what happened because the guys either swallowed it or got soaked by my explosive climax. There was no way my screaming wasn’t heard by everyone in the Chapel at the time because I heard slight echoes as my ecstasy reverberated like a choir of angels singing in the once hallowed hall outside.

Wave after wave of pleasure was licked in and sucked out of me as I shuddered and fought vigorously against the men holding on to deliver on their promise to be my best fuck ever.

Eventually I rose high, arching my back, reaching upwards while bouncing my ass on the face of a man with such exquisite tongue I doubted I could live without it. The guy rimming me eventually fell back because I was sat upright, squirting and cumming inside the mouth of a man who was definitely swallowing.

I rolled sideways onto my back, exhausted, licking my lips while still savoring the semen flavor in my mouth. My clitoris throbbed from over exertion, but I desperately needed to be fucked. When the first cock slid inside my hole, I felt deflated and my fuck swain knew it.

“What’s the matter Clarissa?”

“I’m really sorry sweetheart, but I’m used to a much bigger cock than yours. This isn’t going to work for me.”

“Oh shit, what can I do?”

“Give me a minute please.”

I leaped off the bed, strode over to the window, standing with my legs shoulder width apart.

“Jason. I can’t do it. I need my cunt filled with a massive cock and you’re the only one that can help me. I realize it’s selfish, but can you come in here and fuck me while I suck and offer my asshole to the guys?”

I kept staring at the glass expecting some acknowledgement, but that came from behind me when Jess opened the door and let Jason into the room. I skipped into his arms, kissing him as though he were an absent lover.

“Are you sure about this, Clarissa?”

“One hundred percent. I can fuck your cock in my pussy, we can kiss and the guys can ride my asshole. It works because I couldn’t take your cock there anyway and to be honest, these guys are all so much easier to suck off.”

“If you’re sure baby, then I’m up for it.”

“Strip please.”

Once my husband was naked I felt sure the other guys were intimidated. Jason’s ten inch cock was thick and solid like an iron rod. He lay down on the bed and I straddled him, easily taking the shaft I ordinarily fucked every night. When his cock bottomed out inside my cunt, I rubbed my clitoris against his shaven pubic area.

“Is that better sweetheart?”

“I prefer you being here, but I want all of them to fuck me.”

“Me too. I enjoyed voyeurism, but this is better. I can hold your ass cheeks apart for each guy to fuck you.”

“Actions speak louder than words Jason.”

My husband and I frequently used butt plugs while he fucked me, so my back passage was not innocent to a phallic invasion. I leaned forward while he opened me wide and Richard’s cock slid easily past my sphincter seal, rubbing against Jason’s shaft, stimulating a whole new experience of tingling, trembling nerve endings.

With one pair of hands holding my pink puckered hole wide open and Richard’s gripping my waist it only took a few strokes for us to get into a great rhythm. Jason kept very still, using his cock to fill my cunt while the vigorous fucking was done by his best friend.

“Are you full, Clarissa?”

“More than ever before honey.”

“That’s good. Perhaps this is the perfect playbook.”

“I’m sure of it. Maybe later you can fuck me from behind while I suck each one of the guys off.”

“This isn’t strictly a cuckolding in the sense we intended.”

“What is your preference, honey?”

“Definitely not spectating. It just didn’t suit my personality.”

“Then please make sure I’m well fucked by morning, Jason.”

I felt his hips rise, pressing a swollen cock head against my cervix while I squeezed both cocks and Richard grunted from the effort of slamming his cock in my ass, and it felt so much better than the latex alternative.

Jason kissed me like he had on the day we met and I stared down at him realizing how much I loved the man who took me to be his wife.

When Richard nutted his seed inside my back passage, it felt wonderful especially while Jason kneaded my breasts, tweaking both nipples between powerful fingers. A beautiful orgasm caused my body to tense, delivering a massive clenching of both cocks in my respective holes.

I knew my husband would hold on until the last man fucked and seeded my back passage. After Richard withdrew, depositing what semen he’d refilled with since I sucked him, the next guy lined up and without hesitation, slid balls deep inside my back passage.

“Here we go again Clarissa.”

“Pull me wide open please husband.”