Just a Christmas party

This is one of my favorite stories that I thought I would share with you all. It was NOT written by me but by
Scorpio00155..... I hope you enjoy how a wife slowly is seduced in front of her husband....


I suppose after 15 years of marriage you could say we were in a sort
of sexual rut, a happy rut, but a rut nevertheless. Janice and I
married young, she was 18 and I was 19, both of us went to the
marriage bed as innocent virgins with no practical experience or
knowledge to guide our first amorous fumbling. Sex became a joy in
our lives, once we had the hang of the mechanics of the act, however,
it was five years before we realized that there were other ways of
doing it than in the missionary position and that discovery was a
fortuitous one. Not being social a****ls we tended to hire videos to
watch at home and on this occasion a porn video had been put in the
case for Blazing Saddles, it was a surprise to find ourselves watching
hard core sex action and an eye opener. After that we sort of explored
sex by borrowing books from the library and hiring porn films, it
certainly broadened our horizons and added excitement to our lives. We
tried all the positions that were physically possible, oral and anal
sex, experimented with bondage and SM, we even tried exhibitionism and
outdoor sex.

Over the years things we had tried became part of our regular routine
with some of the more 'unusual' things being done on special
occasions. Fantasy games were also part of our sex life, once we found
out about them, but they were more of the Slave Girl and master type
of game until just after our fifteenth anniversary we had never
thought about other people in our fantasies. Goodness knows why, but
one evening after we had watched a gang-bang style porn video and were
fucking in bed Janice asked the question.

"Do you ever fantasize about me being fucked by another man or men
like that girl in the film?"

Of course my answer was 'No', but her question did start me thinking
about it and as I slowly moved in and out of her I looked down at
Janice. My wife is not Miss World, but she is beautiful in my eyes,
her slender 5' tall body, small breasts and impish blue eyes gave her
a little teen girl look despite her actually years. Her blonde
shoulder length hair bounced as we moved together.

"Have you ever had that fantasy?" I asked softly.

"Not until now." She breathed up at me. "Would it excite you to see
another man fucking me Paul?"

In my mind I remember picturing my lovely 34 year old wife being
fucked by another man and my cock got harder at the thought.

"Yes!" I gasped out as I began to pound into pussy heavily.

That night we hit a new peak of rapture and after that the fantasy of
Janice being fucked by men other than myself became a regular part of
our lovemaking. As we fucked she would describe what her fantasy lover
would do to her, how he would touch her and how he felt, but it was
all fantasy, neither of us truly desired such a thing in reality.
Strangely when I asked Janice if the fantasy of me fucking another
woman turned her on the way I got turned on by thinking of her with
another man her answer was a decisive and very positive 'No'. She
seemed to become seriously upset at the mere suggestion of me with
another woman and that was the one and only time the question was ever
raised between us, though I did sporadically think about it in the
silence of my own mind while I was fucking Janice, though not very
often.

So there you had our sex lives, exciting, but not audacious, which was
pretty much the description of our lives. We worked, went to the
occasional family gathering and the even more occasional party,
everything regular and routine. That was until Janice's younger sister
Ann invited us to a Christmas party being held at the home of her
latest boyfriend. Ann was the black sheep of my wife's family, a true
party a****l, never without a boyfriend and no virgin from the age of
14, or so Janice told me. We had little contact with Ann so it was a
surprise to receive the invitation, in fact Janice was tempted to turn
it down at first, but her sister eventually persuaded her to agree to
go since it was 'Just a Christmas Party'.

On the night of the party Janice dressed up in a black evening gown
that she had bought and never worn outside the house thinking it a bit
too daring. The dress was short , coming to just above her knees and
since I thought her legs one of her best features I liked the idea of
her showing them off. It clung tightly to her slender figure
highlighting her curves, the neckline was deep and plunging and
although she did not have large breasts the dress clung tightly to
them, which emphasized them, that and the thin shoulder straps meant
she could not wear a bra with it. Which was another point in the
dresses favor in my opinion. With her hair loose around her shoulders
and light make-up she looked young and oh so desirable.

"I'd love to Paul," Janice laughed when I suggested we skip the party
and stay home to fool around. "but we promised Ann we would go. We
needn't stay long though."

So we called a taxi and went to the party fully intending to leave it
after an hour or so.

Ken's home turned out to be a three bedroom detached house which we
learned he shared with two other guys. Ann greeted us at the door, she
was very much like Janice in looks only more filled out and not
wearing as well as my darling wife. She ushered us in, showed us where
to put our coats then led us to the living room which was large and
spacious, the lighting had been dimmed I supposed to set an intimate
party mood. Pointing me in the direction of the bar Ann drew Janice
aside and while I was bringing the drinks back I saw them in close
conversation. As I rejoined them Ann gave me a grin and an airy wave
then flitted off to mingle with the other guests, Janice watched her
go with an annoyed look on her face.

"What's wrong?" I asked handing Janice her drink.

"God knows how I let her talk me into it," she frowned as she took a
sip of her drink. "but I've agreed that we'll stay to the end of the
party to help clean up."

I sighed both aloud and mentally as our plans of leaving early to
spend the night fucking went out the window. Looking around the I saw
Ann laughing with a couple of men and the thought of strangling her
flitted across my mind. In all there seemed to be ten other couples
there, including Ann and Ken, all of them were strangers to us and I
was not looking forward to a long night of socializing with people I
didn't know. Music was playing fairly loudly and a few couples were
hopping about to the racy strains, neither Janice or myself really
enjoyed fast dancing so we drifted off into a corner to while away the
time.

The next couple of hours were boring, it was clear to us that the rest
of the party goers were good friends and their lively chatter competed
with the noise of the fast music. Not that we were ignored, people
came and joined us in our corner to chat and joke, somehow our glasses
always seemed to be topped up even though I never went to the bar and
by eleven we were both very slightly drunk. The drinks added to the
feeling of frustration we both felt from having our plans dashed, but
after a while we sort of gave a mental shrug and started kissing and
doing a little light petting in the dimness of our private little
corner. I guess we were just drunk enough to be more daring than usual
because a few times when people joined us to chat I would secretly
stroke my wife's buttocks quite firmly and rather than being annoyed
she would give me an impish grin each time this happened.

"Someone's feeling fruity." Janice commented to me with a broad grin
after the latest of those situations.

"I had the feeling you were." I grinned back.

"Not me!" she laughed. "Well, yes me too, but you are being more than
a little daring. I'm sure Ken saw what you were doing to me."

We laughed and went back to our kissing and cuddling only stopping
when Ken and Ann rejoined us a few minutes later.

"Not dancing?" Ken asked as he handed us full glasses.

"They don't like fast stuff." Ann answered before we could respond.

"Is that all?" Ken laughed. "We'll have to do something about that. I
can't have my guests standing around bored. If I go change the music
will you dance?"

"Sure." Janice answered after a glance at me.

Grinning Ken went off, a few moments later the tempo of the music
changed to slow and smoochy. Ken returned to collect Ann and looked at
Janice.

"No excuse not to dance now." He said as he escorted Ann away.

"I suppose there isn't." Janice commented to his departing back.

She looked at me and grinned wryly, I grinned back and led her out
into the room to join the other couples who were now dancing close
together. Janice cuddled up to me and as we drifted around to the slow
music I took the opportunity to stroke her back and bum with a few
discreet squeezes of her boobs for fun. Laughing Janice snuggled even
closer, looked up and pursed her lips, I quickly accepted her
invitation to kiss her luscious lips. Time passed and both of us grew
more than a little aroused, my cock was rising gradually which Janice
quickly noticed and responded to by rubbing her lower body on my
hardness. Some time later we took a break both to grab a drink and to
calm down a little.

"This is almost fun." I commented as we sipped at our drinks.

"Pity I can't do what I really want to do," Janice said with a
devilish chuckle. "and that's rip your clothes off and fuck you!"

I was all for that and was about to suggest we slip away quietly when
we were joined by Ken and Ann.

"Mind if I steal Janice for a dance." Ken asked even as he was taking
Janice's hand to lead her away.

Before I could reply they were gone, I watched as Ken took my wife in
his arms and danced slowly around, I had to hide a grin at the
distance Janice was keeping between them. Ann glanced at the two of
them then looked at me with a raised eyebrow, reluctantly I took the
hint and took her into the center of the room where she moved tight to
me even as I put my arms around her waist. As I danced with my
sister-in-law I could see Janice and Ken drifting around the room, the
gap between them had closed to the point that their bodies were
rubbing against each other as they moved, much as Ann's body was
rubbing and pressing against mine as we danced. When the song ended I
saw Janice move away from Ken and head back to our little corner with
Ken following along behind her, I wanted to join her but Ann snuggled
against me tightly as I made a move to part us. Mentally sighing I
carried on dancing with Ann while half watching Janice and Ken
chatting, somewhere along the way Ken had grabbed a bottle of vodka
and was constantly filling her glass as they talked.

At long last the record ended, moving away from Ann I made my way back
to my wife, seeing me coming Ken raised his glass as though in toast,
passed the vodka bottle to me and took Ann away to dance. Filling my
glass I offered the bottle to Janice, though I could see that she was
starting to get really drunk, much to my surprise she let me fill her
glass. We drank quickly with the intention of getting back to dancing
together, but barely had her glass emptied than one of the other men
came over and asked her to dance leaving me standing there on my own.
Idly I glanced around the room before letting my eyes follow the
sensuous movements of my wife's body as she danced close to her new
partner. As I watched her pressing against her partner I found myself
strangely thinking of our fantasy of her having sex with another man,
my cock grew a little harder at the thought and to distract myself I
looked around the room again. There were five couples dancing,
including Janice and her partner, which should have left another five
couples standing around the room, but I could only see three couples
and two men on their own. At first I guessed the other women were in
the bathroom, but then I noticed one of the women kiss her partner and
head to the room where the coats were, a few seconds later she came
out with her coat on and headed towards the front door.

"Odd." I muttered to myself as my eyes drifted back to Janice.

My eyebrows raised as I noticed that her partners hands had slipped
from her waist to the top of her shapely buttocks. My cock gave a
twitch at the thought that this guy was perhaps going to try to cop a
quick feel, but then they parted as the record ended. Taking a step
into the room to join Janice for a dance I suddenly paused when one of
the men on their own intercepted her journey towards where I stood, a
moment later she was in his arms dancing. Moving back into our corner
I poured myself another drink and let my eyes follow Janice and her
partner as they danced. Right from the outset their bodies had been
touching and as they moved around I saw the guy sliding his hands
around her slim waist to the small of her back, I could see him gently
pulling Janice tighter to him, but she didn't seem put out by this. A
few moments later his hands slid down onto the upper curve of her
buttocks, again Janice seemed comfortable with what was happening so I
contented myself to simply watch and sip at my drink. The guys hands
gradually slid lower until they were almost cupping Janice's bottom,
as I watched his movements our fantasy drifted in and out of my
thoughts.

"Hey Ken," Ann's voice distracted me from watching Janice. "you forgot
to put up the mistletoe!"

"I'll soon fix that." Ken's voice replied from somewhere near the
kitchen as the record drew to an end.

As I turned my attention back to my wife I saw Ken go into the kitchen
then come back out with a handful of mistletoe sprigs. In the few
seconds my eyes had been away from her Janice had gained a new dance
partner, this man was not slow in sliding his hands around her waist
and down to her bum and as they danced I watched him slowly rubbing
her buttocks. Strangely I didn't feel jealous, though I did feel a
little put out that I was not getting the chance to dance with Janice.
Ken crossed my cone of vision, paused, stuck a sprig of mistletoe to
the ceiling with some tape then moved on. Glancing up I saw mistletoe
sprouting at half a dozen points around the ceiling and he hadn't
finished putting it up. Thinking that this was a bit like overkill I
went back to watching Janice and her partner just in time to see the
guy give her bottom a squeeze. Janice leaned back and said something to
him to which he shrugged and grinned, though I noted his hands didn't
move away from her.

Just then the record ended, I saw Janice make a quick move out of the
room and guessing she was heading for the toilet I followed her out.
The toilet door was closed when I got there, but it opened a few
moments later as Janice stepped out.

"Hi honey." I grinned at her. "You okay?"

"Hi honey yourself." She replied leaning up to kiss me. "Yes, I'm
fine. A little drunk and light-headed, but fine."

Well I had to kiss her back and one thing led to another, before long
we were kissing heavily and doing some serious petting. By the time we
came up for air my cock was almost fully hard and Janice had that
gleam in her eye that meant 'fuck me'.

"Go to the loo," she grinned at me. "then we can go back downstairs
and dance."

"I was wondering when I was going to get to dance with you." I grinned
as I headed into the toilet.

"I do suddenly seem to be a popular dancing partner." Janice chuckled
through the door as I struggled to get my hard member to point at the
toilet bowl.

"You seem to be enjoying the attention." I called back to her still
struggling to pee.

"It's just some harmless flirting, but I'd rather it was you doing
it." She replied.

"There you are." Came Ann's voice. "I thought you and Paul had snuck
away."

"I said we'd stay to help out at the end didn't I." Janice said
sounding a little annoyed at her sister.

"Yes you did." Ann laughed. "Anyway, come on downstairs and join the
fun."

"In a minute," Janice answered. "I'm just waiting for Paul."

"Paul's a big boy, I'm sure he can find his own way back to the living
room." Ann said. "Come on."

It took me another few minutes to finally pee, by the time I got back
downstairs Janice had just finished another drink and was being taken
into the arms of yet another of the men there. Sighing I went to make
my way towards what had been our intimate corner, I had barely taken a
step when Ann was in front of me, she looked up at the ceiling and
grinned. Looking up I saw a sprig of mistletoe, looking down I gave
her a little smile then had to catch my balance as Ann threw her arms
around my neck and kissed me. I heard a few chuckles as she drew out
the kiss and then it was over, grinning at her I shook my head and
turned to look at the center of the room. There were only three
couples dancing now, including Janice, when I looked around the room I
saw seven guys lounging around chatting and joking with no sign of
their partners. Ann stood with her arm around my waist as I looked
back towards Janice and wondered where the other women had gone.
Janice was dancing tightly pressed to her partner, his hands were on
her buttocks gently squeezing and kneading them which made me think of
our fantasy again.

A short while later Janice and her partner drifted under one of the
many sprigs of mistletoe Ken had stuck up on the ceiling, there were
so many sprigs on the ceiling above the center of the room that it was
almost impossible to miss them. Her partner looked up then grinned
down at Janice, I saw her look up then shake her head while smiling, a
moment later the man was kissing her. My cock went hard once again as
I watched this guy kissing my wife while squeezing her buttocks, he
drew the kiss out for quite some time then parted their lips just as
the song that was playing ended. He moved away from her and Janice
took a quick step away from under the mistletoe glancing up to make
sure she wasn't under another sprig before looking around for me. Just
as she spotted me another of the guys joined her and asked her to
dance, Janice made some reply then looked my way, the guy looked my
way too then said something that looked like 'I'm sure he won't mind'.

Reluctantly Janice turned to the guy and let him take her in his arms,
I barely noticed Ann moving away from me as I watched the guys hands
move straight to my wife's buttocks. The pair drifted around for a few
seconds with his hands already kneading Janice's buttocks, then the
inevitable happened they moved under another sprig of mistletoe. Once
again I watched as another man kissed my wife firmly, as the moments
passed and the kiss went on my cock grew harder. Someone handed me a
drink which I drank in one gulp without taking my eyes off what was
happening at the center of the room. When at last their lips parted
Janice looked a little flushed and breathless, but she seemed to calm
down as they continued dancing until the end of the record. Instead of
a new partner the man drew her over to a couple of other guys, she was
handed a drink, a very large one which she drank in big gulps while
the guys chatted to her and each other. I decided to join them so that
I could get a dance with Janice, but I'd forgotten that damned
mistletoe.

I was half way to where Janice was standing when one of the other
women stepped in front of me with a grin on her face. Glancing up I
gave a mental sigh, looking down at the woman I leaned forward to give
her a quick peck then move on my way, but she was having none of that.
With a little jump this woman threw her arms around my neck and kissed
me, and I mean kissed me! Her lips pressed against mine with almost
bruising pressure, her tongue flicking across my lips sensuously while
her body rubbed against me, dimly I was aware of a record starting and
by the time the woman finished kissing me the record was half over.
Breathing heavily I stepped away from her and the mistletoe then
looked over to where Janice had been, she wasn't there so I looked
towards the center of the room to see her kissing with yet another man
under some mistletoe. I had no idea how long the man had been kissing
Janice, but his hands were busy pressing on her buttocks then sliding
up and down her back. The record ended and another guy immediately
moved in to take Janice in his arms before she could move away from
the mistletoe, he didn't even draw her attention to the green sprig
above them, he just leaned in and kissed her intimately.

Feeling light headed, puzzled and horny I leaned against the wall and
watched as this man made no effort to pretend to dance with Janice,
throughout the whole record he kissed her while fondling her back and
buttocks. Knowing the particular song that was playing I moved towards
Janice well before the tune ended, carefully glancing up at the
ceiling to make sure I didn't stray under some mistletoe. Just for a
change my timing was spot on, the record ended just as I got to them,
the guy moved back and I quickly wrapped Janice in my arms, thanking
my lucky stars that the tune that started to play was a really long
one.

"Having fun?" I whispered into her ear as we drifted around, our
bodies rubbing together.

"I am now." She sighed softly. "God I feel plastered Paul."

"You know what you're doing though?" I asked wondering if she was too
drunk to know.

"I'm not quite that drunk. Not yet anyway." She replied, then asked
seriously. "Do you want me to stop Paul?"

"I guess not," I chuckled. "besides you seem to be enjoying it. It's
sort of like our fantasy."

"Well I can tell that your cock doesn't mind." Janice laughed pressing
her lower body on my stiffness. "And yes, it is sort of fun. I guess
it is sort of like our fantasy, which sort of makes it even more fun.
I do wish this party would end soon though, I really want you Paul.
Are you sure you are okay with me flirting?"

"I'm comfortable with whatever you are comfortable with." I replied.

"Oops." Janice giggled looking up at the ceiling.

I didn't need to look up to know that there was a sprig of mistletoe
above us. With a grin I leaned down and kissed her while sliding my
hands onto her bottom, the pressure of my squeezes and strokes were a
lot heavier than the other men had used. Janice made a little moan of
excitement into my mouth as our tongues fenced, her body grinding
against mine, even through our clothes I could feel her nipples
digging into me as the music slowly wound to an end. When the record
finally ended we reluctantly parted, both of us were breathing heavily
with excitement, Janice's face was flushed and glancing down I saw her
nipples pushing out the material of her dress. As I stepped back one
of the others took my place with Janice, grabbing a drink I went back
to watching the couples dancing, not surprisingly by the time I had
turned my attention back to Janice she was being kissed and stroked by
her current partner. Sipping my drink I watched as the man really went
to town squeezing and rubbing my wife's buttocks and back, she was
rubbing her body against him and it dawned on me that this guy was
getting the benefit of my having excited her so much. There was no
pretense at dancing and when the record ended another man immediately
moved in on Janice.

Over the next hour I watched as each of the ten men present took it in
turns to kiss and fondle Janice's back from her neck down to her
thighs with only two very short breaks when they plied her with
drinks. There was no doubt about it, Janice was drunk, but not quite
falling down drunk, though there was an occasional stagger in her
movements. During that time I did kiss and fondle each of the two
other women that had stayed at the party, but on the whole my
attention was focused on Janice. Then I decided it was time for me to
dance with my wife, using the same technique as before I managed to be
right at her side when a song ended. Janice turned to me, pressed up
against me and raised her head to be kissed, I'm not actually sure she
even realized it was me kissing her at first.

"You okay?" I asked softly a little while later as we came up for air.

"Mmmm," Janice hummed in reply. "I'm okay. You still okay with me
flirting like this?"

"I'm fine with what's happening so far." I replied while thinking that
things had gone a little past simple flirting.

Leaning down I kissed her again, open mouthed and full tongue to which
she responded enthusiastically in kind. As our bodies ground against
each other I let my hands roam up and down her back, cupping her
buttocks with one hand I slid the other up her side. Unable to resist
the temptation I let my hand slide round her ribs onto her boob,
Janice moaned as I squeezed her small boob then tweaked her aroused
nipple. We stayed like this until the song finally came to an end,
with great reluctance I moved away from Janice who stood there with
her eyes closed breathing heavily in obvious arousal. Ken cut in when
I was about to start dancing with Janice again, moving away from the
center of the room I watched Ken stroking Janice's back then reaching
down to cup her bottom in his hands. A moment later I saw one of his
hands follow the route my own hand had taken up her side until it came
to rest on her boob, he began to squeeze her boob gently, but when
Janice made no objection his actions became firmer. I watched as Ken
tweaked her nipple between his thumb and forefinger then covered her
boob with his hand and massaged it.

The song came to an end, Ken moved away and his place was taken by one
of the others who didn't even bother stroking Janice's back first, one
hand went down to cup her bottom and began kneading it while the other
hand went straight to her boob. It was exciting to me to watch as one
after the other all the men present took their turn to play with
Janice's buttock and boob, I lost all track of time as I watched my
wife being toyed with. Briefly I wondered if Janice might get so
turned on that things would go further than she intended, but it was a
mere fleeting thought that faded when Ken took Janice in his arms
again.

This time Ken moved both his hands up to my wife's boobs as he kissed
her solidly, there was no gently stroking first either, as soon as his
hands were in place he began to squeeze her small globes almost
roughly, from time to time tweaking and tugging at her nipples. For
Janice this was a great turn-on, she loved me to treat her boobs
harshly, while pulling her nipples almost from her body would drive
her arousal right off the scale. Only now it was another mans' hands
that were giving her the treatment she loved so much, not surprisingly
Janice really began to grind against Ken, her lower body thrusting
against his almost as though she were fucking him. Encouraged by her
response Ken's action became even firmer and Janice responded even
more fervently.

The tune ended and one of the others moved in to take Ken's place, I
saw him say something to the other guy just as he was leaning forward
to kiss Janice. I can't be sure, but it looked as though Ken was
telling his friend that Janice went crazy when you mashed her tits.
Whatever it was he had said the man was acting on it, his hands were
almost crushing my wife's boobs and when he turned his attention to
her nipples I saw him pulling and twisting them through the material
of her dress. Ken must have spread the word to the others, because as
each man took his turn with Janice they would mash and crush her boobs
roughly then tug and twist her nipples equally as hard. Throughout all
this Janice's movements grew more fevered, she would thrust and grind
against each of her partners so hard that one or two of them staggered
a little before regaining their balance.

Leaning there against the wall sipping at drinks and watching the
action around my wife I got the impression that the others had either
forgotten I was there or didn't give a damn that I was. In the back of
my drunk and excited mind there was a momentary spark of concern as to
where all this was leading, but as visions of our shared fantasy
floated across my mind those concerns melted away. Between the drink
and my arousal I felt mesmerized into immobility, I know I was aware
that what was happening to Janice was now a co-ordinated effort
between all the men present, that they were getting her so drunk and
excited that she would eventually do whatever they wanted. It was also
clear that Ken had the leading role, it was he that took things up a
level each time he took his turn with Janice, the others then followed
his example for that particular round of action. Despite this
awareness I couldn't seem to find the volition to do any more than
stand and watch events unfold.

The tune Janice was being kissed and mauled to ended, as her tenth
partner began to move away Ken was at Janice's side with a full
tumbler of what I guessed to be vodka in his hand. For a moment she
just stood there with her eyes closed, swaying slightly and breathing
heavily seemingly lost in an aroused dream state. Then her eyes
opened, she saw Ken, saw the drink in his hand, taking the drink
Janice gulped it down quickly and handed the empty glass back to Ken
who passed it over to one of the other men before taking Janice in his
arms. Within a couple of seconds he was crushing her boobs and teasing
her nipples heavily to which Janice responded with almost frantic
thrusts of her body against his. In a break from the pattern Ken
parted their lips and looked down at Janice's face while still mauling
her boobs, even from where I was leaning I heard the moan that escaped
my wife's lips as her head leaned back. I could see that her eyes were
flickering open and closed, her lips were parted slightly as she took
short sharp breaths, gasping each time Ken tugged or twisted her
nipples. Ken looked over at the others who were now all gathered in
one group, he grinned at them then turned his attention back to Janice
who stood there accepting his actions at her breasts.

Leaning down Ken kissed Janice again, she accepted his kiss hungrily
and then staggered a little as Ken began to move them from the spot
she had been almost glued to for so long. Gradually I noticed that Ken
was slowly guiding Janice in my direction, then I realized that right
beside where I was leaning a three seater sofa had been pushed back
against the wall to clear the center of the room for dancing. Clearly
it was towards this that Ken was guiding Janice, my cock twitched at
the thought of what was happening. Then Ken stopped their movements a
few feet in front of the sofa and a mere five feet from where I was
watching avidly, at that very moment the tune ended and another of the
men took Ken's place. One after the other the guys in the room took
their turn with Janice, each of them leaning back to look down at my
wife's aroused face while still toying with her boobs. Each time her
lips were parted from her partner's Janice would moan, her head would
lean back and now I was able to see that not only were her eyelids
flickering her eyes were moving excitedly from side to side. One of
her partners offered her another large tumbler of drink which Janice
downed as though she had been dying of thirst, she was still
swallowing the last of the drink when her partner began m*****ing her
boobs.

Then Ken was with Janice again, the tune that started playing as he
leaned down to kiss her while his hands went to her boobs was Ravel's
Bolero! Ken would have over fifteen minutes with Janice and my cock
jerked within the confines of my clothes at the thought of what he may
try doing in that time. At first he contented himself with carrying on
as before, kissing her hard, squeezing her boobs crushingly and
mauling her nipples. After a few minutes of this Ken parted their
lips, Janice moaned louder than any time before as her head almost
flopped back, her pretty blue eyes flickering dazedly while her breath
came in short pants and gasps. When Ken grinned down at Janice I knew
as well as he did that she had reached a stage that she didn't care
who was doing what to her, his hands moved from her boobs to her hips
and with a gentle pressure he turned her around so that her back was
to him. Janice offered no resistance as he turned her, now I could see
her face fully I noted that it was flushed with arousal and although
she was looking right at me her eyes seemed unfocused. Once she was
turned Ken put his hands back to her boobs and now I see the play of
intense pleasure on her face as he groped her heavily, between pants
and gasps Janice began to hum almost continuously with the pleasure
his actions instilled in her.

Leaning down Ken flicked his tongue over one of Janice's ears, nibbled
the lobe for a few moments then started to kiss his way down her neck
to her shoulders. Janice writhed against him, pushing her bottom hard
to his groin while pushing her boobs even tighter to his hands as he
kissed her shoulders, first one side then the other, her arms hung
loose at her sides, but her hands clenched and unclenched. Ken kissed
her right shoulder again, as he did so one of his hands moved from her
boob to slide up her chest to her shoulder, my mouth went dry as he
gently pushed the thin strap of her dress off her shoulder. Still
squeezing her left breast and kissing her right shoulder he slowly
pushed the strap down her upper arm until it would go no further.
Reaching down he took her elbow in his hand and gently pulled it up so
that her arm passed through the loop of the strap, although she did
nothing to aid him Janice offered no resistance as pulled her arm out
of the strap then laid it back at her side. His hand went back to her
boob and his lips turned their attention to her left shoulder,
releasing her left boob he slid his hand to her shoulder and repeated
the process that removed her left strap. Once again his hand went back
to my wife's boob where he spent a few minutes crushing and tugging at
her small mounds and hard nipples.

Then one of his hands was moving again, slowly it stroked down the
front of Janice's body until it came to rest over her groin. With a
sharp tug that made Janice gasp loudly Ken pulled her lower body
tightly to his, then his fingers started to rub over and around her
mound, at first delicately then with ever increasing pressure until
Janice was squirming and moaning in his grasp. Still stroking her
pussy Ken moved his other hand, I saw it slide around her body to her
back then I drew in a sharp breath as her dress began to go loose. A
moment later the material slithered down her body until it lay
crumpled over Ken's wrist, moving his hand Ken let the material fall
even further giving it encouragement when it caught at her hips, soon
it lay in a heap around my wife's feet. Throughout this Janice offered
no protest or resistance and I could see Ken grinning broadly as he
gazed over her shoulder at her now naked boobs; her small silky black
panties, self-grip stockings and high heels were all that now covered
her. Once again Ken took possession of her unfettered boobs, his
fingers reddening her skin as he crushed them in his hands, when he
turned his attention to her nipples I thought he was trying to tear
them from her body. Yet this was what Janice loved and her moans rose
to louder groans as he alternately crushed her boobs and tugged at her
nipples.

Ages seemed to pass with Ken focusing his attentions on my wife's
boobs, but eventually one of his hands slid down over her body onto
her panty covered pussy and as he pressed his hand on her mound Janice
gave a tremulous groan and shivered. To the strains of Bolero Ken
began to rub his palm on her mound while his fingers pressed under her
groin onto her pussy, the material of her panties stretching as he
forced it into her slit. Dimly I was aware that the tune was nearing
it's climatic end and so it seemed was Janice, her body writhed and
ground against Ken's as he increased the pressure of his hands at both
her pussy and her boobs. He seemed determined to bring Janice to a
climax before the tune ended, his hand movements became faster and
harder while his finger pushed the by now wet material of her panties
into her pussy in a short stroked fucking motion. Janice's fast and
heavy breathing became even faster and heavier as her excitement level
rose, then, just as the music crescendo into the finale she gave out
a long low groan and her body began to shiver as waves of bliss hit
her. With each shiver of her body Janice would give a little moan
until finally Ken moved his hands to her waist to the final strains of
the tune. Janice's legs were trembling so much that Ken had to hold
her steady as the next man moved in to take his place, she had barely
come down from her peak when another set of hands started to play with
her boobs and stroke at her panty clad pussy.

One after the other each of the men took their turn with Janice, each
of them playing roughly with her bare boobs, tugging and twisting at
her nipples and stroking her pussy firmly through her sodden panties.
Each of them did their best to make her climax before the tune that
was playing came to an end, some failed, but most succeeded. When the
last of them had done with her Janice was quivering all over, her
breathing came in ragged pants mingled with small moans of bliss. My
cock literally ached as I anticipated Ken taking his next turn with
Janice, but instead one of the women, who I seem to remember was
called Carol, moved over to her side. The man with Janice grinned at
the Carol as she took over supporting my wife's quivering body, her
hands moving up to play with Janice's boobs for a few moments before
one of them slid down to stroke at her pussy.

Agog I watched this woman playing with my wife's body, her actions
were almost as rough as the men's had been and Janice responded just
as she had with the other men, grinding against her partner and
pushing her pussy down onto the probing fingers. At first I don't
think Janice was aware that the person playing with her body was a
woman, but something about the difference of the body she was grinding
against finally got through, slowly she raised her head and looked
over shoulder into Carol's eyes. Carol grinned at Janice as the
realization that it was a woman stroking her body sank in, then Carol
was moving and turning Janice to face her. Looking deep into my wife's
dazed, but shocked eyes Carol pulled Janice to her and kissed her
firmly while one of her hands went to one of Janice's boobs and the
other slid down to her pussy. I don't know if Janice would have
objected or not, whether she was even able to clearly understand what
was happening, but her reaction to the kiss and the movements of
Carol's hands was an almost immediate climax. Neither Janice or I had
ever thought of a woman to woman fantasy, it had always been her and
other men, what I was watching now was one of the most erotic and
arousing sights I had ever seen in my life. As for Janice, she just
kept climaxing and climaxing while Carol continued to kiss and stroke
her right up to the last strains of the music.

The other woman, who seem to recall was named Nancy, was already
waiting to take over with Janice and as Carol moved aside my wife
briefly opened her eyes to see that it was another woman that was
about to take her in her arms. Once again I was enthralled by the
sight of another woman kissing my wife, of another woman squeezing her
small breasts and teasing her excited nipples, of another woman
rubbing and fingering her pussy through her panties. All through this
Janice was climaxing, it was as though she was locked into an orgasmic
loop, I had never known her to climax so many times even though she
climaxed quickly normally and her bliss was exciting me all the more.
A little before the end of the record Nancy turned my wife around
again so that her back was to Nancy and for the next few minutes until
the tune ended she played with Janice's body. My eyebrows nearly shot
to the top of my head when Janice's sister Ann appeared at her side
and for one brief moment I thought I was about to watch an i****tuous
lesbian act, but Ann only handed her sister a tumbler of vodka, waited
for Janice to drain it then took the tumbler from her and moved away
again.

It was no surprise to see Ken waiting behind Janice as she handed the
tumbler to Ann, but it was a surprise to see that he was naked to the
waist and minus his shoes. For the first time in God knows how long my
eyes flickered away from Janice to look at the others in the room, all
the men were bare to the waist, but the three other women, which
included my wife's sister Ann, were totally naked. For a brief moment
I drank in the sight of the only other naked women I had seen before
then turned my attention back to my wife and her current partner, Ken.
As I looked back at Janice Ken's hands were just starting to squeeze
her boobs, in the background the strains of Bolero were playing again,
clearly Ken was planning to move things up yet another level. I don't
think Janice realized at first that her bare back was now rubbing
against Ken's bare chest, but as one of his hands slid down to play
with her pussy through her panties I saw her eyes open slightly as
though in comprehension. Then one of her hands moved behind her as
though confirming what her back was telling her, as her hand stroked
against his bare chest Ken grinned at this first sign of her active
participation. For the next few minutes Ken played with Janice's
boobs, teased her nipples and massaged her pussy while she ground
against him with her hand bent behind her to rub at his bare chest and
stomach. It was the first time that Janice had done more than remain
passive as others moved her and was obviously something that Ken had
been waiting for.

"Take off your panties Janice," Ken spoke softly near her ear at the
same time moving his hand from her pussy. "and look at Paul while you
do it. Let him see how much you enjoy doing what I tell you to do."

I was so close I could his words clearly, which I was sure was his
intention. For a long time I had suspected that Ken was making sure
that Janice was always positioned so that I could see everything he
and his friends did with her, now I was sure of it. Nor had I any
doubts at all where this was leading, though I seemed to have no
inclination to protest at what was happening and even if I had I was
not stupid enough to do so with ten randy men around, not unless
Janice wanted things to stop. But fear of their reaction if I objected
was not the issue, I simply could not bring myself to act especially
as I had told Janice that I was comfortable with whatever she felt
comfortable with, which was more than true, I was excited by what was
happening to her. Ken looked at me over Janice's shoulder and grinned
triumphant in the knowledge that I hadn't the will to object to him
doing as he pleased with my wife and that she was now so aroused that
she couldn't have protested if she had wanted to.

As though in a trance my wife's head rose until she was looking
straight into my eyes, her eyes looked glazed from lust and there was
no mistaking the wild excitement they held. Her hands went to the
sides of her panties as she kept on looking into my eyes and my
attention was split between her eyes and the motions of her hands as
she pushed her panties down over her hips. Her shaven pussy was
revealed in all it's glory, then leaned down a little to push the
panties down her thighs. The small wisp of damp material slid down to
her ankles and she straightened up again leaning back against Ken's
bare chest with her eyes still looking into mine.

"Step out of your dress and panties Janice." Ken spoke softly to her.
"Then keep looking at Paul."

Janice stepped to one side and as she did so Ann came over, picked up
her clothes and took them away, all the while Ken played with her
boobs and nipples with his other hand. Dressed only in self-grip
stockings and high heels my wife ground her lower body into Ken's
groin as though encouraging him to carry on playing with her body. Her
eyes were locked to mine as Ken's hand went back to her pussy, with
slow deliberate motions he stroked her bare mound then ran his fingers
around her outer lips. My heart was pounding in my chest as I half
watched the movements of Ken's hands and half watched the sheer bliss
that grew in my wife's eyes with each stroke he made at her pussy.
Then he parted her pussy lips with his thumb and little finger while
two of his finger stroked over the pink flesh revealed by his action,
for a minute his fingers rubbed over her clit which made her eyes half
close in bliss even though she tried to keep them open to look at me
as Ken had told her to.

"Open your legs." Ken ordered softly.

Janice obeyed by moving her already parted feet apart a few inches
more.

"Wider." Ken said into her ear.

Once again she shuffled her feet even further apart not stopping until
they were spread almost as far as she could go without losing balance.
The effect was to open her pussy fully to my gaze and Ken's hand, as
her feet came to rest his hand cupped her pussy to press up so hard
that she rose a little on her toes while at the same time groaning in
pleasure. The lust I could see in her eyes increased as Ken started to
slide his hand up and down on her slit still keeping the same pressure
on her. A few minutes later Janice gave out a shuddering groan and her
eyes closed despite her best efforts to keep them open, the reason for
her action was two of Ken's fingers pushing up into her pussy then
moving in a slow fucking motion. Gradually Ken increased the pace of
his fingers thrusting into Janice and her reaction was to boil over
into an orgasm, her whole body shuddering as she pushed down onto his
fingers. Ken gave a low chuckle as Janice squirmed and pushed against
his probing fingers, I released the breath I hadn't realized that I
was holding as I watched my wife go through orgasmic bliss with this
man. Dimly I became aware that the music had stopped playing, the only
sounds to be heard were those my wife made as she slowly came down
from her peak of pleasure only to start rising to another as Ken kept
moving his fingers in her pussy.

Then Ken moved away from Janice and another of the men took his place
as music started playing again, it was a game of musical chairs with
Janice as the one and only chair in the game. I could only stand there
staring as though mesmerized by what I was watching, my breathing
labored and my cock twitching. There was no build up from any of the
other men as they took Janice in their arms, each in his turn stroked
her pussy firmly, rubbed her clit briefly then pushed fingers into her
and finger fucked her to climax after climax. All the while Janice
tried to keep looking at me as Ken had told her to, but it was an
impossible task, her eyes would close as each new wave of bliss washed
over her then flicker half open to look at me dazedly. Then the last
of the men was moving away from Janice, not that she was alone for
more than a heartbeat, as the man moved Carol took his place, her
hands sliding to boob and pussy without hesitation.

Through her carnal haze Carol somehow sensed that it was a woman
handling her now and she seemed to burst into a climax which made
Carol laugh as she leaned over Janice's shoulder. Carol turned Janice
so that they were sideways on to me and facing each other, I saw
Janice look into Carol's eyes then look down at Carol's body. As her
eyes rose to Carol's again Carol moved one of her hands to Janice's
pussy to once more finger her, at the same time she reached up with
her other hand to the back of Janice's head. With a gentle pressure
Carol pulled my wife's head down towards her boobs until her lips were
almost touching Carol's nipples, I nearly came in my pants when Janice
opened her lips and closed her mouth over a nipple as Carol pulled her
onto it. Carol hummed with pleasure as Janice began to suckle on her
nipple, her fingers moving harder and faster in Janice's pussy as the
pleasure Janice's mouth was giving her grew. After a while Carol had
Janice pay attention to her other nipple, although my view was blocked
by their bodies I knew that my wife was sucking and nibbling on the
other woman's hard bud. Then Carol drew Janice's head up until they
could kiss, I watched as their lips met hungrily, their boobs crushing
together as Carol kept up her fingering of Janice's pussy.

The tune playing came to an end and Carol moved away from Janice so
that Nancy could take her place. Once again I was treated to the lewd
sight of two women together in a carnal embrace. It took barely any
pressure from Nancy's hand when it guided Janice to her nipples and
the groans and gasps Janice was making told us all that she was
enjoying not only the movement of another woman's fingers in her
pussy, but also suckling at another woman's breasts. I felt as though
I couldn't breath as I watched my wife and this woman we had only met
that night kissing and playing with each other's bodies, even if
Janice was only acting under direction it was as an active
participant. When the music stopped I thought that Ken would take over
again, but I was wrong, earlier I had thought that I was about to see
an i****tuous lesbian act, this time it happened.

Ann quickly took her sister in her arms and kissed her fiercely, her
actions so quick that Janice didn't realize who it was, I think she
must have thought Carol had taken over again as she and Ann were of a
similar build. My cock throbbed as I watched Ann push her fingers into
Janice and begin the motions of fucking her, at the same time Ann
teased one of her sister's nipples. Janice quickly rose towards climax
under this attention and just as she started to show the first signs
of cumming Ann parted their lips and drew Janice's head down to her
boobs. Without hesitation Janice began to suck and nibble on the
nipple she had been guided to, still unaware that it was her younger
sister she had been kissing, that it was her sister's nipple she was
sucking and it was her sister's fingers thrusting in and out of her
hot pussy. My heart was in my throat as I watched the two women
together, vaguely I was aware that the music had stopped again, but
there was no sign of anyone coming to take Ann's place with Janice.
Minutes passed during which Ann moved her sister's mouth from one
nipple to the other and back while her fingers drove Janice to orgasm.
Then Ann moved her hand from her sister's pussy, pulling Janice
upright Ann put her hands to the sides of her face and waited for
Janice's eyes to open. Long moments passed before Janice eventually
opened her eyes to find herself looking into her sister's eyes, it
took a moment for the realization that it was Ann sank in through her
aroused senses, Janice's eyes opened wide in shock and her body
stiffened.

Smiling Ann leaned forward and kissed Janice on the lips, her hands
held her sister's face in place as she tried to pull away slightly.
Janice held herself tense as her sister drew out the kiss, but
gradually she began to return it, the tension seeping from her body as
her excitement took over one more and as Janice started to respond
more enthusiastically Ann dropped her hands to her sister's body. One
hand stopped at her boobs while the other slid down to her pussy, as
Ann started to squeeze Janice's boob and fuck her pussy with her
fingers Janice gave a loud groan into her sister's mouth. Parting
their lips Ann looked into her sister's eyes then looked down at her
own breasts, Janice hesitated for a moment then leaned down to suck one
of Ann's nipples into her mouth. Ann sighed with pleasure as Janice
moved her mouth from nipple to nipple without any guidance. After a
few minutes of this Janice was on the verge of a climax and Ann was
showing signs of extreme arousal, then Ann looked over to where the
others were standing watching.

"Ken?" She said in a questioning tone.

My eyes followed the direction she was looking in time to see Ken grin
and nod his head, he said something to Carol who was beside him. She
grinned and nodded in reply and as my eyes moved back to the scene of
my wife and her sister Carol moved to join them. Ann had a look of joy
on her face as Carol moved behind Janice, Ann's hands moved from her
sister's body to be replaced by Carol's hands while I stared and
wondered what Ann's unspoken question to Ken had been. Carol pulled
Janice upright and tight to her, Janice opened her eyes in surprise
then groaned as Ann leaned forward to kiss her hard, the way their
mouths locked together I just knew that their tongues were clashing in
each other's mouths. After a few moments Janice shuddered into yet
another climax, as her knees threatened to buckle under her with the
force of her passion Carol dropped slowly to her knees kissing her way
down Janice's back as she did so. Then Carol put her hands on Janice's
waist and applied a gentle downward pressure that had Janice sinking
to her knees as well, Carol reached down and pushed my wife's knees
apart, Janice let her legs part under Carol's guidance until she was
halfway to doing the splits. Meanwhile Ann was standing over her
sister watching her friend snuggle into her back, reach round to
Janice's boobs with one hand and thrust the fingers of the other into
Janice's pussy, Ann's pussy was mere inches away from her sister's
face.

"Oh God." Janice groaned as Carol's forceful thrust of her fingers
crushed her pussy lips.

As Janice climaxed again Ann took her head in her hands, she tilted
Janice's face up so that she could look down into her eyes, then she
tilted her head down so that she was looking at Ann's pussy. She held
her sister's face in front of her pussy for a long heartbeat then
tilted it up to look at her face again, Ann looked down her body,
looked into her sister's eyes then nodded. There was no mistaking the
unspoken command Ann was giving Janice and after only a brief
hesitation Janice did what her sister wanted, she leant forward to
lick at Ann's pussy. Ann gave a little moan of pleasure as her sister
licked along her slit, the look on Ann's face was one of sheer joy and
exultation at her sister's capitulation to her will. While Ann licked
ever more eagerly at her sister's pussy Carol fingered her pussy with
greater force, at the same time she twisted one of Janice's nipples
cruelly hard. Janice groaned into her sister's pussy, her tongue
thrusting into it as her lips pressed into her flesh, within a few
seconds Janice was groaning even louder as Carol's firm actions drove
her to climax. Moments later Ann was shivering, her voice echoing her
sister's as she too climaxed. The three of them held that tableau for
a couple of long heart stopping minutes then Ann stepped away from her
sister, seeing this Carol moved her hands from Janice's body, stood up
and walked back to join the rest of the group. For a few seconds
Janice just knelt there panting and gasping, her head hanging forward
as her body calmed slightly, then she looked up at her sister. Ann's
smile down at Janice was almost a triumphant leer, then Ann moved away
to reveal Ken standing behind her.

Janice looked up at Ken then rose slowly to her feet, he remained
still with a little knowing smile on his face until Janice took the
couple of steps needed to press her body to his and tilt her face up
to be kissed. Ken laughed as he leaned down to kiss Janice, his hands
moving to her body to play with her boobs and pussy with heavy handed
movements that drove her back up the levels of bliss yet again. Then
he parted their lips and looked Janice in the eyes, his hands moving
up her body to come to rest on her shoulders.

"Open my trousers and take out my prick." He said softly.

Part 2

Janice's hands went straight to his trousers, she pulled down the zip,
reached in and struggled to bring his cock out past his underpants.
Finally she succeeded and still holding his erection in her hand she
looked down at it then back at Ken's face for instructions. No-one
could have any doubt by now that Janice was totally under the control
of whoever was with her at the time, her actions driven by the lust
that had been instilled in her by hours of kissing and fondling.

"Stroke it." He almost whispered to her.

I watched as her hand slowly moved back and forth on his hard shaft,
Ken leaned his head back and laughed with sheer pleasure then looked
back down to watch the action of her hand on his cock. His hands
stayed on Janice's shoulders as she wanked him with firmer and faster
strokes, her eyes glued to the actions of her own hand on this man's
flesh. A while later Ken moved a hand to her chin and tilted her head
up so that she could look at his face.

"Take off my trousers and pants." He told her as his hand slid back to
her shoulder.

Janice looked down again, I watched as her hands fumbled with his belt
then the clip of his trousers, it was only seconds before she was
pushing his trousers down his legs. Crouching she pulled them down to
his ankles then off each foot in turn while Ken steadied himself using
her shoulders. Reaching up Janice put her hands on either side of the
waistband of his pants, with gentle tugs she rolled them down to his
ankles and off then stood up again. Ken reached down to her pussy to
thrust two fingers into her, his eyes looked deep into hers as he
finger fucked her for a few minutes with his thumb pressing and
rubbing on her clit. All the while he kept on looking into her eyes
and hers were locked to his. As Janice rose to a climax her legs began
to tremble and her eyes half closed in ecstasy, at this Ken moved his
hand back to her shoulder and applied barely enough pressure to bend a
tissue. Despite the gentleness of the downward pressure Janice sank to
her knees in front of him, her face tilting up as she kept on looking
into his eyes, her whole bearing appeared to be one of total
submission to this man. For a long moment Ken kept her gaze locked to
his, his lips parted in a huge smile then he gave a short nod of his
head and Janice dropped her eyes to look at his cock mere millimeters
from her face.

A movement out of the corner of my eye made me glance that way, Nancy
was moving towards the couple in front of the sofa, her boobs wobbling
to her movements as she came up behind Janice. Nancy knelt down behind
my wife her legs between Janice's widely parted knees, she did nothing
more than kneel there waiting. Janice, seemingly unaware of the
presence of the other woman behind her, reached up with one hand to
grasp the base of Ken's cock in her hand. I watched breathlessly as
her mouth opened to close a moment later around the cap of his cock, I
knew from experience just how much pleasure my wife's mouth could
give, but now I was watching her give that pleasure to another man. As
Janice slid her lips down on Ken's cock Nancy reached around her body
to play with her boobs and finger her pussy. Head bobbing Janice
sucked on Ken's meat, I knew that her tongue would be sliding around
and along his flesh and there was no doubt that Ken was enjoying her
actions. Closing his eyes his lips curled into a beatific smile as he
enjoyed the movements of my wife's mouth on his cock for long,
exciting minutes. Then his hands moved from her shoulders to the side
of her face and I thought he was going to guide her movements to the
pace that gave him most pleasure, he nodded to Nancy who increased the
pressure and pace of her actions on Janice's body.

"Take it all Janice." Ken commanded as his hands drew her head
forward. "I want you to kiss my groin."

I gave a low gasp of surprise at his words, although we had read about
deep-throating Janice had never done it, oh we'd tried, but the
choking sensation as my cap pushed at her throat had turned her off
the idea. My first thought was that my wife would balk at this demand
from Ken, but I hadn't reckoned with how far gone in lust she was.
Janice gave into the pressure of Ken's hands without any hesitation,
her lips sliding lewdly down his shaft until they came to the lowest
point she had previously achieved. I heard my wife take a deep breath
though her nose as Ken continued to pull her head down on his
erection, she gagged then snorted and then to my amazement her lips
slid further down his shaft! Stunned and thrilled in equal measure I
watched Ken pull Janice down on his cock, her lips sliding down his
flesh in a steady motion as she swallowed his length, her breathing
coming in sharp snorts through her nose. Half his length was in her
throat when Janice gagged again, but he was not about to ease up, his
hands continued to apply pressure and gradually her lips mouth took in
the rest of his hardness. Although it may sound boastful Ken's cock
was neither as long or as broad as mine, nevertheless it was an
astonishing moment when I saw my wife's lips kissing his groin.

Ken held her still for a moment, his cock buried to the hilt in her
mouth and throat, then guided her head back up so that his flesh slid
wetly from her mouth. As her lips reached the base of his cap I
remember wondering if this meant she would be able to do this to me, I
knew a moment of disquiet about having such thoughts. Then Ken began
to pull her down on his cock again and all thoughts faded in the
excitement of the scene being enacted in front of me. Janice was still
snorting as she was drawn down on the hard flesh in her mouth, but she
only made a couple of gagging noises and this time when her lips had
touched his groin Ken immediately guided her head back upwards. For a
few minutes he kept her moving up and down on his shaft in long, slow
motions and although her breathing remained ragged and short Janice
eventually stopped gagging completely. This must have been what Ken
was waiting for because the next downward pull was faster and firmer,
gradually he increased the pace of his guiding hands until Janice was
moving with hard fast motions, her lips bouncing against his groin
before each back stroke. Behind her Nancy was grinding her body
against Janice while her hands toyed roughly with my wife's boobs,
nipples, clit and pussy, loosing her hold on a boob for a moment Nancy
reached around to take Janice's free hand, drawing it behind her I
watched her guide my wife's hand to her pussy. Head bobbing quickly
Janice began to finger Nancy's pussy while my head spun with the
erotic picture being presented to me. Then Ken moved his hands from
Janice's face to her shoulders, Janice kept on moving her head without
guidance and Ken leaned his head back to laugh loudly, vaguely I heard
laughter and comments from the others in the room, but my attention
was wholly focused on what was happening with Janice.

Minutes passed, Janice rose to a climax and somehow managed to keep
her mouth moving on Ken's cock throughout her moment of ecstasy.
Behind Janice Nancy suddenly groaned then shuddered as my wife's
moving fingers brought her to a climax and still Janice kept on moving
her mouth on the cock in her mouth, her lips were now pressing
crushingly against Ken's groin on each down-stroke. Ken gave a low
growl of pleasure, his hands suddenly moving to Janice's face and
pulling her sharply down on his erection, then his buttocks were
clenching and unclenching, his hips thrusting at Janice as he came in
her throat. I saw Janice's throat moving quickly as she tried to
swallow his sperm as fast as it flowed, to my amazement a white foam
of spittle and sperm bubbled from her lips as the excess fluids forced
their way back up her throat. It seemed ages before Ken released his
hold on her face allowing Janice to pull back until his glistening
cock fell from her mouth. Taking a deep quivering breath Janice licked
her lips and looked up at Ken's face, at the same time Nancy moved
away from her and Carol moved in to stand behind my wife. Patting
Janice's cheek Ken smiled then indicated that she should stand up.

Unsteadily Janice rose to her feet as Ken walked away, his place
immediately taken by one of the other men. Janice looked her new
partner in the eyes waiting for him to tell her what to do, moments
passed without a sound other than her labored breathing, all the time
his eyes were locked on his until his eyes flickered downward once
then looked back to hers. Obeying the unspoken command Janice removed
the man's clothing then sank to her knees in front on him, her mouth
closed around his cock then slid right down to the root of it. Behind
her Carol was kneeling between her legs, her hands moving to Janice's
body and Janice, without need of guidance, reached behind her to
finger Carol's pussy. Now there was no music to call an end to events,
each man was going to take as long as was needed for her to suck them
to ejaculation. One after the other the men approached my wife, locked
eyes with her and waited for her to remove their clothing and suck
them off, the three women taking it in turns to play with Janice's
body and be fingered by her. Each of the men had a pace and variation
of movement that pleasured them the most and each would guide Janice
until she had reached the desired actions; some liked her actions to
be slow and soft, others liked fast and hard, but one man held her
head still while he fucked her mouth like a pussy.

Watching all that was happening to my wife made my cock feel as though
it would burst at any second, yet for some inexplicable reason I did
not seem to be able to pass the point of near climax. My balls ached
and my cock throbbed with arousal, but I did not climax as I watched
my wife deep-throat cocks of all shapes and sizes. I had a brief
feeling of triumph as the last man's cock sank into her throat, none
of them had been as long or as wide in girth as my cock, though I did
not consider myself to be over-endowed it was a gratifying moment.
Nevertheless Janice was enjoying their cocks despite the lack of size,
her body was in almost constant orgasm and after each man her head
hung lower on her chest, her breathing grew heavier and it took her
longer to climb back to her feet for the next man to take his place.
Occasionally a thought would filter through my excitement at what I
was watching that it would not be long before the men would be filling
her pussy rather than her mouth. Accompanying that thought was the
sense of relief that Janice was at least on the pill and unlikely to
fall pregnant from what was to be done to her that night.

When she had sucked off the last man Janice stood swaying slightly in
front of the sofa waiting for whatever was to happen next. It was
therefore no surprise when Carol and Nancy came to stand by Janice,
Carol in front of her, Nancy behind her. Carol looked into Janice's
dazed eyes for a moment and Janice sank to her knees to suck and lick
at the woman's pussy while she finger Nancy who was playing with her
body. From the way my wife's chin was moving she was digging her
tongue as far as she could into Carol's tunnel moving upwards from
time to time to suck on Carol's clit. Seemingly ages later all three
women erupted in climax, they stayed locked together for a while then
Carol and Nancy switched positions, as Janice rose to her feet Ann
came over to join them. Following the pattern that had already been
set Janice stood for a moment looking into Nancy's eyes with Carol
behind her and Ann to one side of her, as she sank to her knees in
front of Nancy Carol knelt with her while Ann remained standing.

Leaning forward Janice started licking at Nancy's pussy while one of
her hands reached behind her to finger Carol's pussy, both of Carol's
hands went to Janice's pussy the fingers of one hand plunging into her
while the fingers of the other hand rubbed at her clit. Reaching down
Ann took Janice's free hand and guided it to her pussy, I don't think
Janice either knew or cared who the third pussy belonged to because as
soon as her hand came in contact with it she thrust a couple of
fingers into the wet tunnel and began to finger-fuck it. Ann reached
down to play with her sister's boobs while Janice serviced all three
women, it was an unbelievable sight and had anyone claimed to have
seen such a sight I would have called them a liar to their face. Now
here I was watching my gorgeous wife sucking one woman's pussy while
fingering two other women, one of whom was her own flesh and blood!
With Carol concentrating on her pussy and Ann on her boobs it wasn't
long before Janice was in the throes of a climax, I could hear her
groaning, gasping and even squealing into Nancy's pussy as she somehow
forced herself to keep licking and sucking at it while at the same
time fingering Carol and her own sister. Janice seemed to go into one
long climax as she licked and fingered the other women and even when
the three had climaxed and moved away Janice crouched on the floor
shuddering and gasping for breath for nearly five minutes.

Even though I was a mere spectator to these events I was breathing
heavily and discovered that I was also sweating as though I had been a
participant. My eyes moved from my wife's shuddering body as I saw
movement out of the corner of my eye, Ken crossed the room to the
sofa, his cock once again hard and erect, he sat in the center of the
seats then waited for Janice to get to her feet. Ken was smiling down
at where Janice was crouched recovering from her tryst with the three
women, his eyes seemed to gleam with ascendancy at the sight of the
woman that up to that night had known no other man than myself. As for
the idea of her being with another woman that had never occurred to
either of us. In one part of my cone of vision I noticed that Janice
was kneeling up then getting to her feet to await her next partner,
whoever that might be, her back was to the sofa where Ken sat gloating
at his control of her.

"Turn around Janice." Ken said softly.

Janice turned to face him, her chest still heaving from the events of
a few minutes past, looking into Ken's eyes she stood quivering as she
waited for him to tell her what he wanted her to do. In all the years
I had known my wife she had always seemed so strong willed, but that
night she had surrendered herself completely to these strangers. I
have to admit that I felt a touch of envy as she had never been this
way with me, even when we played D/s games. Ken kept her standing
there for a few moments then simply pointed at a spot directly in
front of him, Janice moved to the indicated spot without faltering
even though I am sure that she knew as well as I did that the next act
was for her to be fucked by Ken, and following him all the other men.
My eyes flickered briefly to Ann's naked body as she came to stand by
my side, even though I was aware of her nakedness as she put an arm
around my waist and leaned against me all my attention was focused on
Janice.

"Make yourself cum for me." Ken said to Janice without breaking eye
contact.

This was not what I had been expecting, but Janice obeyed instantly by
sliding one hand to her pussy and fingering herself firmly while the
other hand went to one of her boobs. Her eyes stayed fixed on Ken's as
she drove herself towards an orgasm in obedience to this man's desires
and he sat watching her eyes intently only briefly looking down to her
body to see her actions. It was almost as though he was judging how
close to a climax she was by the rise of pleasure in her eyes.

"Do you want my prick in your cunt Janice?" He asked softly as she
showed the first signs of an approaching orgasm.

"Yes!" Janice gasped out through a moan of pleasure.

"Then ask for it Janice." He smiled up at her. "Ask for my prick, tell
me what you want me to do with it."

Beside me Ann gave a low chuckle which made me briefly wonder if this
was somehow a revenge of some sort that Ann had set up for her sister.
My thoughts were short-lived though, I was too lost in watching
Janice's actions and listening to her responses to Ken.

"I want you fuck me with your prick Ken." Janice gasped out. "I want
to feel you inside me, fucking me hard."

"And my friends?" he smirked.

"And your friends," Janice groaned as her climax rose in her. "I want
your friends to fuck me too. I want to feel their hard pricks fucking
my cunt."

With those words she trembled into a climax that threatened to make
her knees give way, but although her eyes half closed she still
managed to keep on looking into Ken's eyes. Ann chuckled again, more
of a snigger than a chuckle, I could feel the warmth of her body as
she pressed tightly to my side, one of her boobs flattening against me
as she part turned and hugged me. Ken's smirk became a leer as he
pointed at his erect cock, Janice moved to straddle his legs reaching
under her body to grasp his cock and guided it to her pussy, all the
while her eyes were fixed on his. As Janice lowered herself onto his
erection I felt a light touch at my groin, without looking away from
the sight of my wife being penetrated by only the second cock of her
life I brushed Ann's hand away. With the cap of Ken's cock lodged in
her pussy Janice moved her hand up to his chest and sank down on his
full length with such a groan of pleasure that my cock became even
harder and my balls tightened even more painfully. For a few moments
Ken let Janice set the pace, his cock sliding in and out of her sheath
as she rose and fell on him, but then his hands went to her waist to
guide her to a slightly faster pace. Janice was moaning and sighing
with each rise and fall now, her hair fluffing to the faster and
harder pace Ken had set her, her chest heaving as the stimulating
sensations of another man's cock in her pussy hit her.

"What about Paul?" Ken asked as he let Janice do all the work of
fucking him.

"Paul?" Janice murmured as though lost in a dream. "I want Paul to
fuck me too. I want him to fuck my cunt hard."

I felt Ann touching my cock through my trousers as Janice responded to
Ken's words, distractedly I brushed her hand away without moving my
eyes from my wife. Call me a fucking idiot, but I felt it would be
somehow betraying Janice if I let another woman touch me even though I
had watched multiple men and women touching my wife so intimately.

"But you can't have Paul," Ken answered. "not while you are in this
house. Isn't it unfair for you to get so much pleasure while your
husband gets nothing?"

"No ... yes ... no." Janice groaned as she ground down on Ken.

Ken grinned at Janice's indecisive answer and began to move in time to
her motions making the contact between them even firmer. My wife's
head flopped back as she let out a cry of bliss, her whole body stiff
and trembling as she ground down on Ken in orgasm. Still holding
Janice's waist Ken continued his fucking motions making her climax
even heavier and when she started to rise and fall on him again he
picked up the pace even more.

"Look at Paul." Ken spoke commandingly.

Janice tilted her head to look at me, her eyes hooded in pleasure
widened a little when she saw her naked sister cuddling me, I felt Ann
rubbing at my erection again and once more I pushed her away. This
time I looked down at her and shook my head to indicate that she
should stop touching me then I looked back to my wife.

"Look at Paul, such a faithful husband," Ken's voice held a note of
contempt as he spoke to Janice. "watching his slut of a wife fucking
another man and still resisting the offers of another woman. Do you
think it fair that he should resist temptation while you play the slut
to other men?"

"Please ..." Janice pleaded with her eyes fixed on me.

I don't know what her plea meant, but it strengthened my resolve to
try to resist Ann's advances. Ken snorted at her words and began to
push up at her with hard strokes that she matched until once again she
cried out and ground down on him in climax. As Janice came Ken pulled
down on her hips and thrust up with his body, with a grunt of
satisfaction he had his own climax, his sperm flooding into my wife's
depths, the first male juices that were not mine heating their way to
her womb. Some moments later the two of them began moving again, but
Ken was spent for the moment and eventually he pushed Janice off his
shrinking cock and had her stand a couple of steps away from the
couch. As she stood there quivering in post-orgasmic bliss sperm began
to trickle from her pussy onto her thigh, Carol appeared in front of
Janice seemingly from nowhere, with barely any pressure she guided
Janice down to the floor on her back. Parting my wife's legs Carol
knelt between them then leaned forward, Janice let out a gasping moan
as Carol licked the juices from her thigh then moved to her pussy.
While Carol cleaned out Janice's pussy Ken knelt by her head, his
cock, glistening with their mingled secretions, brushed against my
wife's lips and her mouth opened to accept it. Licking and sucking
Janice cleaned Ken's cock then went on to entice it back to erection,
her moans and groans of pleasure from the licking Carol was giving her
muffled by Ken's flesh.

"I think Ann should satisfy Paul." Ken spoke down to my wife.

Janice shook her head in the negative without letting his cock slide
from her mouth.

"Don't you want your own husband to get any pleasure?" Ken asked
sharply.

I watched Janice nod a positive to his question while at the same time
brushing off Ann's hand from my aching cock. Ken was clearly taunting
Janice, somehow he was aware that she did not like the idea of me
being with another woman and seemed determined to make it happen. I
wanted to be equally determined to resist the temptation offered, but
I am only flesh and blood and between what I had watched so far, what
I was watching now, anticipation of what was to come and Ann's
constant attempts to rub my cock through my clothing I felt my
resistance weakening. A tiny part of me was wishing that Janice would
give in to what Ken wanted and let me fuck another woman, which made
me feel guilty.

"So you want Paul to get pleasure, but only with you." Ken was saying
as he began to fuck Janice's mouth with his stiffening cock.

Janice nodded in response, then she shuddered in climax, as she came
Ken and Carol moved away from her leaving her writhing along in her
pleasure. I saw Ken look over to the others and grin, one of the men
moved towards Janice as Carol moved back to the group, but Ken
remained near her.

"The slut's cunt is all yours boys," Ken commented to the room as a
whole. "fuck her whatever way you like."

Janice lay on the floor watching the next man approach, her body still
trembling with after shocks of ecstasy. Her new partner told her to
get on her hands and knees facing me, she moved into position as
quickly as she could which made Ken laugh loudly.

"Look at how eager the little slut is." He roared as the other man
knelt behind her, grasped her hips and plunged his cock into her
pussy.

Although in this position I could not see the cock that was lunging in
and out of her pussy I could see her body moving backwards and
forwards in time to his thrusts. Her eyes seemed to be unfocused most
of the time, but she kept them on me, beside me Ann gave a throaty
chuckle and touched my cock through my clothing, it was becoming
harder to resist Ann's touches and I let her rub me for a few moments
before moving her hand away yet again. Janice licked her lips as
though they were dry, yet I could see that her face and body was
covered in a sheen of sweat from her exertions. Ken was kneeling at my
wife's side, leaning forward a little he spoke near her ear.

"You know," Ken commented. "you are a selfish cow Janice."

His words stung my wife, looking over her shoulder at Ken she gasped
out. "No."

"Oh but you are!" Ken smirked at her. "Look at you, willingly letting
another man fuck you while your husband watches. It's all right for
you to be fucked but not him?"

"Only fantasy." Janice gasped out.

"What is?" Ken demanded. "What you are doing is no fantasy, the prick
fucking your cunt is very real!"

Janice groaned as her body rose towards climax, her partner was now
thrusting into her so heavily she could barely keep upright. Yet she
somehow managed to answer Ken.

"Our fantasy ..." she gasped out. "to see me with another man."

"Your fantasy you mean!" Ken laughed.

At that moment Janice cried out in orgasm, her body grinding back at
the man fucking her who in turn pushed against her as his sperm
erupted into her. Ken waited for the man to finish with Janice, then
waited while Nancy sucked the juices from Janice's pussy as she sucked
the man who had fucked her clean. A few minutes and another climax
later one of the other men came over to Janice, he rolled her onto her
back so that I was still looking along her body from the head down,
parting her legs he moved between them and thrust his cock into her.
With a slow, but hard pace the man started to fuck Janice and she
matched his every movement by thrusting her hips up from the floor.

"Your fantasy is being fulfilled Janice," Ken continued his
conversation. "not Paul's. He is letting you make your fantasy come
true because he loves you, all he thinks about is your happiness.
Don't tell me Paul never mentioned the idea of his being with another
woman as a fantasy game."

I'm not sure that Janice was taking in all Ken was saying, her partner
had stepped up the pace and she was shivering as waves of pleasure
washed through her body, her head shook from side to side as her moans
became louder. Nevertheless she managed a response.

"Yes" She burst out between groans. "He did ... once ..."

"And you went all sulky." Ken snorted as her voice fade into whimpers
of ecstasy. "I bet you made such a thing of it that he didn't dare
mention it again."

Janice was too far gone in pleasure to respond and Ken sat back on his
heels until her partner had filled her pussy with another load of
sperm. Ann moved away from me to kneel between her sister's wide
spread legs as the man knelt over her head so that she could clean his
cock. While Janice sucked on the cock in her mouth and her sister
cleaned out her pussy Ken carried on talking, his comments centring on
how negatively she had reacted to my one and only voicing of a fantasy
of me and another woman. He paused again as Janice became lost in
orgasmic bliss and waited until another partner had mounted her before
continuing. As Janice responded to the motions of the fourth cock to
take her that night Ann came back to where I was standing, her arm
snaking around my back as her body pressed to my side.

"Janice, look at Paul." Ken commanded as she moved in time to the
sharp thrusts of her current partner, her head tilted so that she
could see me. "That poor bastard loves you enough to let YOU get what
YOU want, that's fucked by other men. But you don't love him as much
as he loves you, do you."

My heart skipped a beat at his flat statement to Janice, for one brief
moment I wondered if what he was saying was the truth, that Janice did
not love or trust me enough to let me enjoy a similar pleasure as she
was experiencing. Janice's head jerked as she looked at Ken, but her
body didn't pause in it's fucking motions.

"No!" She burst out breathlessly.

My heart almost stopped at her reply, sensing my discomfiture Ann
began to rub at my cock again and this time I didn't have the strength
to push her hand away. Janice was climaxing and Ken paused until the
moment had passed, as though in a dream I felt a hand at one of my
wrists, raising my hand Ann brought it to one of her boobs and pressed
it to her yielding flesh.

"No?" Ken jumped in before she could gasp out anything more. "Well at
least now he knows."

"Not that!" Janice gasped out as her partner thrust into her cruelly.
"Didn't mean it like that!"

"So how else you could you mean it?" Ken asked as Janice showed signs
of being able to comprehend again.

Breathlessly I waited for her reply, my hand was automatically rubbing
and squeezing the boob under it, but my mind was barely aware of the
fact.

"I love Paul." Janice almost whispered.

"But not enough to allow him to do the same as you, sample another
person's body." Ken spoke triumphantly.

Janice made no reply, but her head tilted back to look at me while her
body responded to the man fucking her. When she saw Ann with her hand
rubbing at my cock and my hand squeezing her sister's breast Janice
took a sharp intake of breath, then she looked back at Ken. As her
silence drew out Ann took advantage of my distraction to undo my zip,
reach into my clothes and bring my cock into the open.

"So you don't love him enough to let him fuck another woman." Ken
spoke as though to encourage Janice to speak.

"I ..." Janice faltered while her sister started stroking my cock.

Whatever she was thinking was driven from her mind as her body went
through another orgasm, her partner pushing deep as he filled her with
another load of sperm. Once again Ken fell silent while she cleaned
her partners cock and was in turn cleaned out by Carol. During that
time Ann was stroking her hand up and down on my aching cock while I
stood there almost in shock at the thought that Janice really might
not love me as much as I loved her. God knows why, but it never
occurred to me to stop Ken talking as he was, I felt frozen in place.

Another man moved over to Janice, he had her get back on her hands and
knees then sideways on to me so that I could see his cock reaming her
pussy. This guy reached around Janice with one hand to tease her clit
while he fucked her while the other grasped one of her boobs. Feeling
confused and excited I watched my wife swaying in time to the hard
fucking she was getting and when Ken spoke again it made me jump in
surprise.

"Now Paul knows how you really feel about him." Ken taunted her. "Look
at him, all hard and excited by fulfilling YOUR fantasy. And you don't
love him enough to fulfill his do you. You don't give a damn if HE gets
pleasure as long as YOU get it!"

Janice shook her head from side to side, but whether in denial of
Ken's words or from the sensations of being fucked was not clear. An
orgasm ripped through and I noted through my confusion and arousal
that her orgasms were coming closer and closer together. Her partner
hadn't reached his peak though and as she came down from her peak the
man continued to plow into her pussy relentlessly. At the same time
Ann was moving her hand on my cock more firmly while I became
conscious of the feel of the boob I was playing with and how different
it's ripe fullness felt to my wife's smaller, firmer breasts. Coming
down from her orgasmic peak Janice raised her head to look at me, her
eyes flickering open and half closed in time to the pounding of the
cock in her pussy. Her eyes went to her sister's hand moving on my
cock then to my hand at Ann's breast, a shudder ran through her body
as her eyes met mine again before going through the whole cycle of my
cock, Ann's boob and my eyes again and again. Ann sniggered as she
followed her sister's eye movements, her hand moving with slow, firm
strokes on my engorged flesh.

"I love Paul!" Janice suddenly cried out as another orgasm ran through
her.

Behind her the man fucking her pussy groaned as her muscles clenched
on his cock, his hands went to her hips and pulled her body back as he
gave a final thrust into her. Janice gave a sobbing moan as his juices
filled her and her head dropped to hang between her arms, her hair
flopping limply down. When the man moved away from Janice Nancy moved
in to lick her pussy clean while she cleaned her partners cock. Once
again Ken waited for her next partner to take his place, this man used
his foot to roll Janice onto her back, her legs had closed as she'd
assumed the position and the man reached down to grasp her ankles,
lifting her legs high he knelt down.

"Someone hold her fucking legs up!" The guy said as he knelt there
holding my wife's ankles above his head, her legs spread as far as his
arms would reach.

It was Ken that moved to take hold of Janice's ankles and having a
longer reach he was able to spread them even further apart, with a
broad grin her latest partner positioned his cock at the entrance of
her pussy and plunged it in to the hilt. There was the sound of flesh
slapping on flesh as their bodies met, Janice cried out then cried out
again as he began to fuck her with a force that drove her down to the
floor hard with every stroke. Despite the force of his actions Janice
managed to match his movement and as she ground up to meet her
partners thrusts Ken spoke again.

"So you love Paul do you." He said with a sneer in his voice.

"Yes!" Janice groaned as the breath was driven from her body by the
cock lunging in her pussy. "I love Paul! I want him to be happy!"

An orgasm hitting her prevented Janice from saying more, but Ken was
grinning as though he had won a major victory of some sort, then he
looked at Ann and nodded. Ann moved in front of me, her hand still
stroking up and down on my cock, my hand sliding from her boob as she
moved. Looking up at me Ann grinned, leaned up and kissed me lightly on
the lips, with a start I looked at her, in the background I could hear
Janice's voice rising and falling in ecstasy and the labored sound of
her breathing as she was being fucked.

"You heard her Paul," Ann said softly. "she wants you to be happy
too."

Janice gave a loud cry that was countered pointed by a male groan,
looking past Ann I saw Janice and her partner straining together in
orgasmic bliss. I watched as the man withdrew from her then moved to
her head so that she could suck his cock clean, with a squeeze of my
cock Ann went over to her sister to clean the sperm just deposited in
her from her pussy. When the man and Ann were finished with Janice
they moved away, him to rejoin the others while Ann came back to me,
licking her lips Ann looked at my face. A new partner was taking his
place with Janice, she was still on her back with her legs splayed
wide, her new partner knelt between her legs then reached down to her
wrists, he guided her hands to her thighs then had her pull her legs
up to her shoulders. In this position Janice's pussy was raised and
this man position his cock at her pussy, his entry into her pussy was
a slow sinking if his meat into her, his body pressed down on her
thighs as he gradually sank his full length into her. Ann took my
hands and raised them to her boobs releasing them only once I had
begun to squeeze her fleshy mounds firmly, then she took my cock in
her hand. Janice gave a groaning sigh as her partner finally sank to
his full length in her, her head turned and I found myself looking
into her eyes.

Her partner began a slow grinding fucking motion that Janice matched,
her eyes still locked to mine as she was taken yet again. Janice's
eyes dropped to see where my hands were on her sister's boobs then
looked down at her sister's hand moving on my cock, raising her eyes
to mine Janice smiled and gave a nod of her head then her eyes closed
as the passion mounting in her hit a peak. Yet that one smile and the
single nod had told me all I had needed to know, my wife loved me and
wanted me to be happy, with a lighter heart I tore my eyes from Janice
and looked down at Ann. She was looking down at her hand moving on my
cock, but when I moved my hands to twist at her nipples she looked up
at me in excited surprise. As she looked up I leaned down and kissed my
sister-in-law forcefully, my tongue driving past her lips into her
mouth as my hands groped her boobs with increasing pressure. I kept my
eyes open while kissed Ann so that I could watch Janice past the curve
of her cheek, Janice was watching me kiss Ann and when she noticed me
watching her she smiled and nodded again. Then Janice was too intent
on her own sensations to pay further attention to me or what I was
doing and as I watched Janice in the throes of orgasmic bliss I moved
one of my hands down to Ann's pussy.

To say that Ann's pussy was wet would have been an understatement, her
juices almost flowed down my fingers as I thrust them into her, my
thumb pressed down on her hard clit and within a few strokes Ann was
groaning into my mouth. Past her face I watched as Janice's partner
ground down into her and sent his sperm into her, my fingers and thumb
moved faster and with more force at Ann's pussy and clit as I watched
the man pull out of Janice. I closed my eyes for moment to savor the
feel of a woman other than Janice, I knew that when Janice cried out
again I would open my eyes to see her new partner taking his place.
Meanwhile I focused on Ann who was trembling against me within
moments, she cried out into my mouth as I brought her to an orgasm and
a minute or so later I heard Janice cry out as she came. Opening my
eyes I watched another man take his place, I had lost count of how
many men had fucked my wife to this point and I had no idea how many
there were yet to fuck her. Ann was grinding her pussy down on my
probing fingers as Janice's partner sat on the sofa then had her sit
facing away from him on his cock, as she sank down on his erection he
reached up to grasp her small boobs, leaned back and pulled her back
tight to his chest.

Moving my lips from Ann's I looked down at her face, her eyes were
closed as the pleasure my fingers were giving her ripped through her
body. I moved both my hands to her shoulders then, emulating what her
boyfriend had done with my wife, I applied a gentle downward pressure.
There was no resistance at all to my downward push, Ann simply sank to
her knees and took my cock into her mouth to the root in one smooth
motion that made me gasp. She started a slow up and down motion that
pulled my cock from her throat then drove it back in again. Janice
groaned loudly and I looked over at her to see her partner thrusting
up to grind against her groin before pulling back, his movements still
slow, steady and firm. Savoring the feel of the mouth on my cock, so
different to my wife's, I watched Janice being fucked through yet
another climax, her partner speeding up slightly once she'd passed the
peak of pleasure. Ann's mouth began to move faster and more
demandingly, after all I had seen that night I was aching for release,
but for some reason, despite Ann's best efforts I couldn't seem to hit
that final plateau of climaxing.

Groaning in mixed pleasure and frustration I pushed Ann off my cock
and onto her back, her legs parted for me to kneel between them, when
I placed the cap of my cock at her wet hole Ann thrust her hips up to
take me all the way into her. I fucked my sister-in-law slowly
relishing the feel of the only other pussy I had ever fucked as it
slid up and down on my shaft, I couldn't help but compare the feel of
her with that of my wife's pussy. Watching Janice climaxing again as
her partner pushed tight into her in his own climax I remember
thinking that Janice's pussy felt better than the one I was now
fucking, tighter and somehow more pleasurable. Despite the minor
differences I luxuriated in the sensation of fucking another woman, my
motions became faster as I turned my attention away from Janice to the
body beneath me. Ann's breasts were bouncing as I fucked her and I
stared in fascination at their motion, Janice's small breast barely
moved on her chest no matter how hard she was fucked. When I raised my
eyes to Ann's face I saw her eyes were closed and her mouth open, she
was giving little grunts each time I thrust home in her sheath and
when I started moving faster her grunts began moans. Looking up I saw
Nancy stepping aside as another man took her place, I watched him pull
my wife down onto her back on the floor, thrust into Janice then start
pumping away as though there were only minutes left before the world
came to an end. Beneath him my wife cried out in bliss as his hard,
fast actions drove her almost immediately into an orgasm, beneath me
Ann was letting out a cry of ecstasy as I matched my own movements to
those of the man fucking Janice. Not surprisingly the man climaxed
within a short space of time, his body stiffening as his sperm pumped
into my wife's depths, a moment later he moved to have his cock
cleaned and I looked down at Ann who was now squealing loudly beneath
me.

Surprisingly though the sensation of fucking Ann was overwhelmingly
pleasurable I still seemed unable to reach my own climax and my
quivering erection was becoming painful. Pulling out of Ann's pussy I
sat back on my heels panting for breath while she lay there trembling
and making small whimpering noises. Looking up I saw another man
fucking Janice, he had sat on the sofa and had Janice mount him, I
watched the steady rise and fall of her body on his cock, her juices
making it gleam in the low light level in the room. Sensing movement I
looked down to see Carol rolling Ann away from me then laying back
with her legs opened invitingly. It was an invitation I accepted
willingly, both for the experience of yet another woman's body and in
the hope that I would gain release from my throbbing erection. Once
again I was struck by the difference of the pussy surrounding my
flesh, it felt much looser than Ann's or Janice's and the sensation I
felt from my movements were lessened by this. Despite this I was
getting a great deal of pleasure, more than enough to have made me cum
under other circumstances, but not this time. I felt over-stimulated
from watching Janice being fucked and from fucking first Ann and now
Carol, but I just could not seem to reach a climax. When I looked over
at Janice I saw her partner fucking her with long strokes that were
driving her crazy, her head turned and though she was looking directly
over at where I was fucking another woman I don't think she saw me,
her eyes seemed glazed from the pleasure she was feeling.

Still watching Janice I began to pump in and out of Carol as hard as I
could, her voice quickly rose in squeaks of pleasure then to loud
cries of rapture as I drove her to a climax that I just could not seem
to achieve. I'm sure there is some fancy Latin name for what I was
experiencing, all I know is that it was ecstasy, painful and so
fucking frustrating all at the same time. I felt as though I was
constantly on the verge of cumming, but never quite crossing the edge
to do so. In frustration I ground down even harder and faster into
Carol's pussy at the same time watching Janice being fucked hard by
her current partner. Beneath me Carol started to whimper, vaguely I
heard her almost pleading for me to stop, eventually her pleas sank in
and I pulled out of her pussy. The man with Janice was still fucking
her as Carol crawled away from me, moments later Nancy was lying in
front of me with her legs parted and for the third time that night I
savored the sensation of a strange pussy around my hard cock. To my
surprise Nancy's pussy was even tighter than my wife's, so tight that
I had to force my cock into her with short sharp jerks of my body that
made her shriek and writhe under me. When I began to fuck her Nancy
shot to orgasm and seemed to stay there all the while I ground my cock
in and out of her grasping, tight pussy; her cries were echoed by
Janice and I looked up to see her thrashing under her partner while he
carried on fucking her in a steady rhythm. I watched my wife's head
tossing from side to side as the slow, steady movements of the man on
top of her drove her into an orgasmic frenzy, I had never seen Janice
cum so hard before. Her pussy must have been clenched around the man's
cock so pleasurably that he could not hold himself back because he was
suddenly thrusting into her with quick jerky motions that ended mere
moments later with his body tensing as he drove down into her pussy. I
could see the clench and relax of his buttocks as he pumped his sperm
into Janice's depths.

Then his whole body relaxed and he knelt up, his cock slithering wetly
from her pussy as he rose. Like the others before him he moved to her
head so that Janice could clean his cock, Ann moved in to clean her
sister's pussy and I watched as Janice licked and was licked. Nancy
was letting out sharp cries beneath me, her whole body bucking as her
muscled tightened even more around my cock, for a few moments I was
forced to stop moving as her pussy trapped my cock in a vice-like
grip. If nothing else this should have sent me over the edge, but it
didn't and when I felt Nancy's pussy relax just enough for me to move
I fucked her like a man demented. Gasping and sobbing in desperation
to cum I carried on fucking Nancy heavily for some minutes until I
could stand the frustration no longer, with a curse I pulled out of
her pussy and sat back on my heels. Nancy just lay there sobbing for
breath and making little mewling noises while I got my breath back,
she still lay there when I rose to my feet and went back to where my
clothes lay by the wall. Not bothering to lean down to retrieve my
clothes I leaned back on the wall, sighed with frustration and looked
over to where Janice lay.

I was surprised to see that Janice was not being fucked by another man
or being licked out by one of the women, glancing up at the others in
the room I was struck by the fact that Carol had vanished. Nancy had
by now climbed to her feet and was staggering over to the others and I
wondered if the night was over now that everyone had fucked Janice.
Before I turned my attention back to my wife I saw Nancy dressing, I
thought nothing of this as I watched Janice's quivering body slowly
recover from it's exertions and excitement, when I looked at the
others again Nancy was gone. Ken was standing with his arm around Ann
watching my wife, his lips parted in a huge smile, Ann was smiling as
well as she looked down at her still trembling sister. Looking at the
other men I noted that they were all sporting erections yet again and
I knew the end had not yet come.

Then Ann left the room only to return a moment later with a large pot
of some sort in her hand, she gave it to Ken who opened it, dipped his
fingers in then rubbed what was in the pot on his stiff cock. It came
to me that it had to be some sort of lubricant in the pot and that my
wife was about to be taken anally by Ken and then by the other men. I
looked back at Janice who was still lying there, her body still gently
quivering, her eyes still closed and her breathing still a little
fast, obviously she had not seen what I had seen and was unaware of
what was to come. Anal sex was one of things we only did on special
occasions as Janice was not that keen on it, she did it to give me a
treat and that was only infrequently, now I wondered how she was going
to react to Ken and his friends taking her that way.

Janice opened her eyes finally aware that no-one had touched her in a
while, she turned her head to look my way then her head turned away
from me as Ken loomed over her prone body, his hand still holding the
opened pot of lubricant. Looking up her eyes met Ken's and without a
word from him she rose to her feet, her legs unsteady as she stood in
front of the man who had taken command of her that night.

"There's still time for more." Ken spoke softly into the silence of
the room, his eyes holding Janice's eyes in their gaze. "What should
we do now?"

"Whatever you want." Janice breathed in reply, she seemed almost
mesmerized by Ken's presence.

"Very true my little slut!" Ken laughed. "Get on your hands and knees
with your back to me and your legs spread wide."

Janice did as she was instructed instantly then crouched there waiting
for Ken to do something to her or to tell her to do something.
Kneeling behind her Ken reached forward to stroke her pussy with his
free hand then pushed three fingers into her, I had a side on view of
all this and I could see Ken's cock glistening with a coating of
lubricant. Putting the pot down beside him Ken pushed a finger into
the gel it held then drew it out.

"Play with your clit." Ken commanded.

Janice reached under her body with one hand and although I couldn't
see her fingers on her clit I could see the movements of her wrist as
she rubbed at it. Soon Janice was panting again in excitement, her
fingers still moving at her clit while Ken finger-fucked her pussy
with quick thrusts of his hand. Moving his hand from her pussy Ken
stroked the swell of her buttocks leaving a trail of her juices across
her skin, he plunged his fingers back into her pussy, pumped them in
and out a couple of times then raised his hand to slide his wet
fingers along the crack of her ass. With surprising gentleness Ken
ran a finger over and around her puckered anus, but made no attempt to
insert his finger, wetting his finger in her pussy again then
continued to circle and rub over her anal opening and Janice groaned
with pleasure at his soft touch. A few minutes later my wife climaxed,
the arm holding her up almost buckling as the blissful sensations ran
through her, nevertheless her fingers kept on moving at her clit while
Ken dipped into her wet pussy again then moved his hand as though to
stroke her anus again. This time it was the other hand that rose to
her bottom, the finger coated with lubricant touched her anus and Ken
rubbed the lubricant onto the outer puckered surface. Dipping his
finger back into the pot and into Janice's pussy he repeated the
process, this time a gob of gel sat on the tip of his finger as he
pressed it on her anus, the slippery gel pressing into her hole
without her realizing it.

"You like that slut?" Ken asked as he dipped his finger into the pot
yet again.

"Mmmm, yes." Janice moaned as her body trembled towards another
climax.

Grinning Ken brought his hand back to her ass with his finger covered
in a thick coat of glistening gel, with a gentle pressure he pushed
just the tip of his finger into her puckered hole making my wife groan
even louder. Slowly and uncharacteristically gently he pushed the
finger further into her making her voice her pleasure even louder,
then he pulled the finger out, dipped it in the pot again and
reinserted it into her ass. My wife shuddered as his knuckles brushed
against her fleshy cheeks, little yelps of pleasure escaped from her
throat as Ken began to slowly finger fuck her ass with just the one
finger. Between the actions of her own fingers and Ken's finger in her
arse Janice was soon hitting a pleasure peak, as she climaxed Ken
pushed his finger all the way in and held it there until Janice has
passed the peak of her passion. Pulling his finger from her anus Ken
reached down to dip two fingers into the pot, my wife was still
rubbing at her clit and Ken looked my way with a huge grin on his face
before focusing his attention back on Janice. Folding the second
finger back he once again probed her anus with just one finger, the
lubricant already in her and the new coating on his finger made his
entry easy, keeping the tip of the finger in her hole Ken slid the
second finger alongside the first. Janice gasped loudly as he eased
the two fingers into her then groaned with pleasure as he once again
finger-fucked her ass slowly and gently.

"Nice?" He queried in low voice.

"Yes." Janice sighed in pleasure.

He fingered her for a few more minutes then pulled his fingers out of
her, reaching down to the pot at his side Ken pressed his fingers into
the gel then twisted them in the pot so that when he drew his hand
back a large amount of gel came with his fingers. He pushed his gel
covered fingers back into Janice's anus, some of the gel quidging out
around her opening, twisting his fingers around inside her he
deposited the major part of the gel in her back passage then pulled
his fingers out to scoop the gel around the rim of her hole into it.
In response to his actions Janice gave a long moaning sigh of delight
that rose to a cry of joy when Ken began to use the two fingers to
fuck her more firmly. He kept this up for a few minutes then removed
his fingers from her hole, his hand moved to the base of his cock and
I knew that the moment had come for his cock to enter her anal
passage.

In ignorance of what was about to happen Janice continued to play with
her clit, her movements fast and hard as she rose towards an orgasm
yet again. Leaning forward a little Ken placed the tip of his cock at
Janice's little puckered hole, clearly thinking it was his fingers she
pushed back against him and the first few millimeters of his cap
pressed into her. Groaning with pleasure Janice pushed back a little
harder and his cap began to sink into her, Ken put his hands to her
hips and held her tightly, then she paused as it hit her that it was
something larger than a couple of fingers that was entering her.
Before she could act in any way Ken thrust his hips forward and pulled
her back towards him with his hands, his cock bored into her anus to
the hilt in one sharp thrust. Janice let out a yelp of pain, surprise
and pleasure then drew a sobbing breath that ended as a piercing cry
as Ken pulled back to thrust into her again. I could see tears
springing to my wife's eyes as Ken plunged his cock in and out of her
ass while using his hold on her waist to pull her back against him
with each thrust, her voice was raised in sobbing wails that spoke of
pain, but I noticed that her fingers continued moving on her clit and
that she made no move to pull away from this violation of her body.

Ken had also noticed my wife's busy hand and her lack of an attempt to
move away from him, laughing he loosened his hold on her waist and
stopped pulling her back towards him. With his next thrust Janice
pushed her body back at him just as though he had been pulling at her
and Ken laughed even more loudly at this submission to his actions.
Increasing the speed of his thrusts Ken moved his hands from Janice's
waist to her butt cheeks, pushing outwards he spread her cheeks
letting his cock slip even deeper into her back passage. Although my
wife's cries never diminished in volume they took on a new tone, one
that spoke mainly of pleasure, soon she was climaxing with the man's
erection buried deep in her bowels. Ken held still while she went
through the throes of her orgasm then began lunging into her as soon
as she started to relax a little. For ages Ken pummeled his cock into
Janice's ass driving her from one orgasm to another until she would
barely end one before another would rise in her body. Then with a loud
groan of satisfaction he rammed as deep into her as he could, actually
driving her to the floor with the force of his thrust, I saw his
buttocks tighten and knew he was sending the first of many streams of
sperm into her back passage.

A few moments later Ken pulled his cock from her anus, standing up he
looked down at my wife lying on her front shivering with delight at
what had been done to her. His lips curled into a sneer as he rolled
her onto her back using his foot, then he knelt by her head, put a
hand under her head and raised it to his cock. Despite where his cock
had just come from Janice opened her mouth and sucked his softening
flesh in, driving her face down she took him to the root and I could
see her cheek moving to the movements of her tongue over his filthy
flesh.

"That's it my little slut," Ken roared with contemptuous laughter.
"clean it all off."

I felt a little sick at my stomach at the sight of my wife cleaning
away whatever dirt had clung to his cock with her mouth, but I could
not look away from the scene either.

After a few minutes Ken moved away from Janice and the next man
stepped up to take her. He stood over Janice for a few moments until
she raised her eyes to look at him, then he knelt down as though to
fuck her pussy and Janice spread her legs wide for him in anticipation
of this. Instead he took hold of her legs and literally shoved them
over her head so that she was bent double, her ass pointing upwards,
next he forced her arms over her the inside of her thighs so that they
would hold her legs in place and held them out straight as though she
were to be crucified. I had not thought that my wife was so limber,
but she let herself be guided into what looked to be such an
uncomfortable position without a murmur of protest. Raising himself
slightly he positioned his cock at her anus and it was only then that
I noticed that his skin lacked the gleam of a lubricant, clearly all
who would fuck her ass from now on would use only what lubricant was
left from Ken and the natural lubricant of the previous man's sperm.
In the position she was held my wife could not have moved even had she
wanted to and the man leered down at her as he pressed his cock a
little way into her ass, Janice whimpered softly as he penetrated her
which made the man's ugly grin even broader. He sank a little deeper
as he stretched his legs out behind him balancing himself on his toes
and his arms, his hands crushing down on Janice's wrists as he put his
full weight on them. My heart leapt into my throat at the piercing
scream Janice let out as he lifted his feet completely clear off the
floor and his cock rammed into her propelled by his full body weight.

Janice drew a sobbing breath as he put his feet down to push himself
up so that his cock slid out of her ass then screamed when he rammed
back to her again by taking his feet from the floor. The way she was
held meant that Janice had no way of moving either with or away from
the man's impaling erection, but to my amazement she began to tremble
with arousal within a few minutes of the man entering her. Her partner
laughed breathlessly as he continued to fuck her by raising up then
dropping down into her and even when she screamed into a climax he
kept on moving, his cock forcing it's way into her tightly clenched
back passage as her body strained in his grasp. This went on for ages,
obviously each man having cum twice before was lasting longer each
time he fucked Janice. As the time passed her body erupted into an
almost continuous orgasm though her orgasmic movements were
constrained by the position she was in, her cries were wails of
pleasure with an undertone of pain that became steadily weaker. Then
the man dropped down on her one last time, grinding down on her he
added another load of sperm to her back passage before breathlessly
rising to his feet. As he moved away from her Janice literally
unfolded, her whole body leaping off the floor as the waves of bliss
so long constrained hit her and barely had her contortions eased than
the man had his cock to her mouth for cleaning.

Part 3

Even as Janice was sucking her latest partner clean another man was
moving in to take his place with her. One after the other all the men
took my wife in the ass, before long Janice was like a limp rag doll
from their assaults on her, yet even then she was gamely trying her
best to move with the men fucking her. Each man seemed to be trying to
outdo the other and Janice's voice would rise and fall from loud
screams to moaning whimpers with each of them and when each of them
had filled her with their seed they would have her suck their cock
clean of the sperm and filth that coated it. Throughout all this I
stared in amazement as my wife let herself be maneuvered into strange,
uncomfortable positions and still did all she could to match her
movements to those of the man fucking her at the time.

The last man to take her sat on the sofa and had her come over to him,
I watched Janice take three attempts to get to her feet then stagger
over to where the man sat. Turning her so that her back was to her he
guided her down towards his cock. Holding her under her arms he had
her grasp his cock and guide it into her back passage until the cap
was fully in her. With the shaft still outside her body he told her to
stretch her legs out in front of her until only his hands and her
heels held her up off his cock. I saw him move his feet until they
were behind hers then kick out at them at the same time he release his
hold on her and Janice dropped down onto him with a scream that must
surely have been heard streets away. He sat with his cock buried in
her for a few moments then raised her up again and let her drop,
raised her and dropped her, her loud piercing cries filling the whole
house each time he would drop her and a whimpering sob escaping her
lips each time he raised her up. Janice's head thrashed from side to
side as her overloaded senses hit an even new high, her body shaking
and shuddering all the while he fucked her in this way. When at last
he shot his sperm into her the man pushed her off him, had her stand
in front of him, bend from the waist and clean his cock. As he moved
away from her once he was satisfied with the cleaning job she'd done
Janice collapsed on her side on the floor, her whole body vibrating
with sensual overload and her breath coming in short, sharp sobs.

From where I stood I could see my wife's asshole gaping and seeping
sperm, it look raw and sore and I felt disturbed yet aroused by this
sight. My cock was still hard and aching like hell, but the sight of
my wife's misused anus made my cock quiver even more with arousal, at
the same time I thought that now that they had fucked her every
orifice they would call it a night and I could take Janice home. Once
again I was proved wrong as the room's lights came up to full
brightness I jerked upright to see Ann crossing the room to her
sister, she was wearing a strap on dildo and had a look of sheer
anticipation on her face, I stared at the dildo waving around in front
of her the thing had to be at least ten inches long and the five
inches in diameter. I looked down at Janice filled with the certain
belief that no matter how willing she may have been she would not
accept that thing, would not be able to accept it. Ann stood over her
sister for a moment as though gloating, weakly Janice turned her head
to look at the shape standing over her, her eyes were totally
unfocused and I am sure that she was unable to tell it was her sister
standing there. Using her foot Ann rolled Janice onto her back then
kicked her legs wide apart, kneeling between her parted legs Ann leant
over Janice and looked down into her eyes. Gradually Janice's eyes
gained some focus and she at last recognized the person above her
though she was totally unaware of the object her sister was wearing,
Ann smirked down at her.

"Janice do you remember Tom." Ann spoke down at her sister in a low
husky voice.

"Yes." Janice panted out.

"You told mum and dad about me fucking him and they got him arrested."
Ann said with a touch of menace in her voice. "Do you remember that
sister dear?"

"Yes," Janice panted. "but you were only 14."

"Remember how I said I'd pay you back for that one day." Ann sneered.
"Well guess what big sister, tonight's payback time."

With that Ann pressed the dildo to her sister's pussy, Janice's eyes
flew wide at the touch of something hard against her skin, then flew
wider still as Ann slowly pushed the thing into her. Taking short
sucking breathes Janice looked down between their bodies in disbelief
then back up into her sister's eyes, Ann grinned at her evilly and
continued to force the thick plastic into Janice, her eyes looking
directly into Janice's eyes. About an inch or so of the dildo was
inside Janice's pussy, even though she held her legs out as wide as
she could the dildo was too large to go into her easily, raising her
knees to her shoulders Janice stretched herself even more and another
inch of plastic forced it's way into her. I stared in total disbelief
as my wife submitted totally to her sister, not only was she accepting
to be fucked with the monster false cock she was doing all she could
to help her sister get it into her pussy. Another inch of plastic went
into Janice's pussy, her pussy was stretched wide and still she
couldn't take the dildo in, it pushed and crushed at her flesh as it
went into her a millimeter at a time. Then Ann stopped pushing down,
with barely three inches of the thing inside Janice Ann held herself
motionless.

"This is too fucking good to be true!" Ann laughed down at Janice.
"Look at you, my big straight laced sister desperate to be fucked by a
monster fake prick. You know even slack pussy Carol wouldn't try
taking this thing, but you will, won't you."

"Yes Ann." Janice gurgled up at her sister, her eyes never leaving
Ann's.

"Then you do the work," Ann sneered. "you get it into your cunt for
me!"

Obeying her sister Janice started to make little upward thrusts of her
body, I saw her bite at her lower lip as she humped and thrust up onto
the thick unyielding rod that was gradually impaling her. Then Janice
let out a cry of ecstasy as she had a climax, her sister laughed as
Janice shivered and shook through her pleasure and laughed even louder
when Janice began to push up on the dildo again. Sobbing and gasping
Janice gradually worked more and more of the hard unyielding plastic
into her pussy while her sister looked down at her face laughing
gleefully. Half the length of the dildo was now in Janice's pussy,
twice she had to pause while her body shuddered in climax tightened
her pussy so that it was impossible for it to move in or out of her.
Yet each time her orgasm faded Janice continued to hump and writhe up
on the dildo, she began to whimper as it sank deeper into her pussy,
sweat breaking out on her body as she struggled to take more and more
of the rigid tool into her stretched and straining pussy.

"Look at you now Janice," Ann laughed at her efforts. "you were always
so prim and proper, so bloody righteous about saving your virginity
for marriage and now look at you! Do you want to know the biggest
laugh, I wanted to dope you and let all this happen, but Ken said
you'd do it without being doped and it would be so much more fun with
you knowing everything that happened to you. He was right!"

All the time Ann was talking Janice was twisting and thrashing upwards
in an effort to impale herself on the hard dildo, for a moment she
slumped back to the floor gasping and sobbing for breath. Ann let her
body drop with her which meant that none of the rod slid out of Janice
and also that Janice had to raise herself less to impale herself
further. With a convulsive jerk of her hips and a loud cry Janice
drove her pussy another inch onto the dildo, tears sprang to her eyes
as her head thrashed around. Something inside me awoke as I watched my
wife's straining body, up to that moment I had passively let
everything happen, but now I could not just stand by any longer.

"That's enough Ann." I spoke out. "Stop it now."

Ann looked at me and smiled, beneath her Janice jerked her hips up
again and another inch of the dildo sank into her, but then she had to
pause as an orgasm hit her. Only a few inches of the plastic pole
remained outside Janice's pussy, but the task of taking it all in as
her sister wanted seemed to me to be impossible.

"Why don't we ask Janice if she wants to stop it." Ann grinned at me
then looked down at her sister. "Well Janice, Paul thinks we should
stop. Do you want me to stop?"

Coming down from her orgasmic high Janice shook her head weakly, I
stared at my wife in sheer disbelief.

"Say it out loud so Paul can hear you." Ann commanded her.

"Nooo," Janice spurted out between sobbing gasps as she gave another
convulsive jerk of her hips that sunk a further inch of the dildo into
her pussy. "don't ... stop!"

"There you are Paul, Janice wants to do this, don't you Janice." Ann
laughed.

"Mnnn ... yes!" Janice grunted as she forced her pussy another quarter
of an inch up onto the plastic rod.

"And afterwards?" Ann asked with a malicious smile.

"Whatever ..." Janice croaked as she forced herself a little further
up the rod. "you ... want ... Ann!"

"And Ken?" Ann asked.

"Yess!" Janice sobbed.

"And our friends?" Ann demanded of her.

"Yesssssssss!" Janice cried out

Janice let out a sobbing cry as her body shot into an orgasm, as she
dropped back to the floor Ann went with her to ensure that none of the
dildo would slide out of her.

"Good enough for you Paul?" Ann asked.

I gulped down the tightness in my throat, I had never seen my wife
like this, had never even imagined she could act this way. Even as I
struggled to get over the shock of Janice's desire to let herself be
used in whatever way Ann or the other men wanted she was struggling
once again to skewer herself on the monstrous dildo strapped to her
sister's body.

"I asked if that was good enough for you Paul." Ann repeated herself
forcefully.

"Yes," I sighed feeling overwhelmed. "if that's what Janice wants,
then yes."

Ann turned her full attention back to her sister while I slumped
against the wall filled with a mixture of incredulity, exhilaration
and frustration. Even as I tried to come to terms with my mixed
emotions Janice was driving her lower body up onto the dildo and all
the while her sister was telling her what a slut she was for doing
this. Less than two inches of the thing remained outside Janice's
pussy, she heaved herself up with seemingly all her strength and the
dildo suddenly sank into her to the hilt to an accompanying scream of
surprised ecstasy from Janice. Laughing Ann pushed down forcing Janice
back to the floor then she pulled back and I watched as the dildo was
tugged out of Janice's pussy, her flesh pouting outwards as it was
moved. When she had all but an inch of the hard plastic outside Janice
her sister thrust down driving the thing back into her in one massive
heave, Janice screamed and began to thrash about as her sister started
to fuck her with the strap-on with heavy strokes. Unbelievably the
shaft began to move more easily within Janice, though her pussy would
dimple in on each thrust and pout outwards on each withdrawal to the
accompaniment of Janice sobbing and screaming out in what sounded like
sheer rapture.

Of course the dildo being a thing of plastic meant that it would not
climax or wilt and Ann kept on fucking and fucking her sister ever
more fiercely even though she too began to climax from the pressure of
the base of the strap-on on her own pussy. Janice thrashed and writhed
continuously under her sister's onslaught her voice at first raised in
screams, wails and shrieks that gradually faded to weak whimpers and
sobs while her body movements slowed to feeble twitches. It was only
when it looked as though Janice was passing out that her sister
stopped fucking her, with a last thrust that buried the fake cock in
her sister's pussy she reached forward to grasp Janice's chin. Turning
Janice's face to look at her Ann smirked down at her sister.

"Sure you want to go on?" Ann sneered.

It took Janice a few minutes to regain enough strength to weakly nod
and speak a whispered "Yes".

For some time I had noticed someone moving around at the edge of my
visions and I glanced at the moving shape to see Ken moving around
with a full sized video camera at his shoulder. Clearly this explained
why the lights had come on fully when Ann had moved to her sister and
I had the feeling that the video he was shooting might be used to make
Janice do other things for Ann and Ken in the future, I decided that I
was going to do what I could to make sure that didn't happen. For the
moment there was little I could do so I turned my attention back to
Janice and Ann in time to see Ann moving back from her sister, the
dildo sliding reluctantly from her pussy. Sitting back on her heels
with the glistening brute of a fake cock sticking out from her groin
Ann waited for Janice to recover somewhat, vaguely I noticed that Ken
had stopped filming.

My eyes glanced around the room and I noticed a pile of video tapes on
a corner table, an idea came to mind and on the pretext of needing the
toilet I left the room, on my return I made sure that no-one was
looking and grabbed one of the tapes that was labelled 'Ann & Carol'.
Going back to my leaning spot against the wall I leaned down to hide
the tape under my clothes before straightening up to lean back against
the wall. Ann was still waiting for Janice to regain her strength and
my eyes idly drifted around, as my eyes flicked past a wall clock I
noted that the time was 3:30 in the morning.

Then I saw Ken lifting the camera back to his shoulder and I turned my
attention back to Janice, she was struggling to sit up, her eyes
already fixed on her sister's eyes. Without a word Ann indicated that
Janice should get on her hands and knees facing away from her, with an
effort Janice did as instructed then looked over her shoulder at Ann.
Kneeling up Ann shuffled between her sister's legs then reached down
to pick up the lubricant pot that I hadn't even noticed was there.
Janice's eyes widened as her sister dug out a huge clump of the gel.
With some misgivings I watched as Ann worked the gel into her sister's
back passage then added a light coating to the dildo, I don't know
what Janice was thinking, but her whole body was trembling while Ann
greased her up and her eyes were wide and staring.

Shuffling forward a little more Ann put one hand between Janice's
shoulder blades and pushed her front half down to the floor which
raised her buttocks higher. Reaching around her sister's body Ann took
hold of one of her hands and brought it to one of her butt cheeks, she
reached around Janice again to guide the other hand to her other
cheek. Janice was resting on her shoulders with her head twisted
around so that she could keep eye contact with Ann, smirking Ann
rested her hands on her sister's and moved then apart so that her
cheeks spread, she moved her hands and laughed as Janice continued the
motion until her butt cheeks could spread no further. A quick glance
told me that Ken was catching everything on video. I looked back as
Ann shuffled forward until the dildo was poised at the entrance to
Janice's still gaping anus, the hole dimpling in a little as the hard
plastic lightly pressed against it.

"You do it." Ann commanded her sister.

My first thought was that I should say or do something as that huge
dildo may well damage my wife's back passage, but even as I had that
thought Janice started to push her lower body back towards her sister.
At first nothing seemed to happen other than her anal ring dimpled
further inwards, but Janice kept on pushing back with little sobbing
gasps escaping her throat until at last a small fraction of the
rounded head of the thing forced it's way into her. Janice gave a
small whimper at this first entry of the smallest part of the dildo,
but she kept on pushing back even though the position she was in did
not give much scope for movement. Ann started to gloat over and to
berate her sister's efforts, she was looking deep into my wife's tear
brimming eyes all the while she spoke. With a sob Janice succeeded in
pushing back a tiny fraction further on the hard plastic staff, she
sobbed again as another fraction of an inch forced it's way in, she
had yet to take the widest part of the thing and I was sure that it
would be impossible for her to do so. Yet Janice seemed to determined
and with a slow steady pressure and gentle squirms of her hips she
gradually worked more of the brutish dildo into her back passage.
Sobbing, groaning and whimpering my wife continued to push back until
suddenly the widest part of the shaped head went into her, Janice gave
a scream that sent a chill through me as she was impaled. Tears flowed
from her eyes as her piercing cries echoed around the room, for a
moment she paused in her movements, but then she was pushing back
again, her voice raised in constant howls and shrieks as she slowly
worked more of the thing into her ass.

"Jesus!" I heard myself gasp as she worked her way half way up onto
the stiff pole of the dildo.

Then Janice let out a shriek louder than any she had given before as
her ass suddenly surged up onto the rod, it was as though some
resistance had crumbled away and she was now fully speared by the
things full length and girth. Ann laughed and punched the air
triumphantly while her sister shuddered on the impaling plastic, I
heard laughter from the others in the room as well. For a few moments
Ann let Janice remain pushing up against her, then she pushed down and
my wife's knees almost collapsed back to the floor, then Ann started a
slow withdrawal and I watched Janice's anus stretch outwards as it
clung to the now grimed plastic. With firm strokes Ann started to fuck
Janice, the plastic pushing into her making her shriek then pulling
out making her yowl, Ann increased the speed and force of her thrusts
and my wife whimpered, shrieked, sobbed and mewled with every thrust.

Despite her cries of seeming pain I was stunned to see Janice climax
after a few minutes of this treatment forcing Ann to remain still
until she came down from her orgasmic peak, then Ann continued to fuck
her ass remorselessly. As Janice showed signs of rising to another
climax Ann pushed her hands from her butt cheeks, they fell limply to
lie on the floor as Ann leaned over her sister's back, took a handful
of her hair and pulled Janice upright against her. The angle of her
impalement and indeed the depth of it changed as Ann pulled her up,
Janice tossed her head from side to side wailing loud enough to wake
the dead. Her cries had been and were still so loud that I was
surprised that no-one had called the police thinking that murder was
being done in the house.

Twisting Janice's head around by her hair Ann kissed her sister
forcefully while her lower body continued to thrust and grind the
dildo into her back passage, my wife's cries were barely muffled by
the joining of their mouths. I noticed vaguely that Ken was still
filming everything Ann was doing to her sister, but my main attention
was on the two women. Releasing her hold on Janice's hair Ann pushed
her forward onto her hands, grasped her shoulders, withdrew the dildo
to the point of almost complete extraction then rammed it forward
while pulling back on Janice's shoulders. Janice sucked in a loud
sobbing breath then let it out in a shrill scream, Ann repeated the
process making Janice scream again and so it went on for the goodness
knows how long with Ann fucking her sister mercilessly. Amazingly
Janice was climaxing over and over again, but eventually the point
came where she could take no more and her arms literally gave way. Ann
had been waiting for this because her arms were around Janice grasping
her by her boobs before she had got halfway to the floor, then she
began to cruelly play with Janice's boobs while continuing to pound
the dildo into her sister's ass. Before long Janice was hanging limp
in Ann's grip, her head making small, weak movements as it hung down
over her chest, spittle dribbling from her open mouth as her voice
fell to a weak mewling whimper.

Thankfully Ann decided that this was the point to stop and with a
contemptuous shove she pulled out of Janice's back passage and watched
her sister collapse to the floor all but u*********s. Ken stopped
filming as Ann stood up, the pair of them went to join their friends
leaving Janice to recover on her own, I wanted to go to my wife to
comfort her, but somehow I sensed that neither Janice or Ann and Ken
would want this. So I stood there like a lemon, my cock throbbing, my
balls so tight they were threatening to implode while I stared at my
wife's gaping anus and her only slightly less gaping pussy, even as I
watched I saw her anus slowly close a little. Watching the sluggish
closing of my wife's pussy and anus I wondered if they would ever
regain their tightness after what had been done to them. Janice gave a
sobbing groan and attempted to get to her hands and knees again after
what seemed like hours but could have only been minutes, as she
succeeded Ann came back to her, the dirt caked dildo bouncing as she
walked. Raising Janice's head by grasping a handful of hair and
tilting it back Ann looked down at her sister with contempt.

"You made it dirty," Ann spoke softly. "you clean it."

With that she pulled Janice's face towards the dildo, I could not
believe that Ann was going to try to force the monstrous thing into
Janice's mouth and, just for a change, I was right. I noticed that Ken
was filming again as Janice opened her mouth, unbelievably my wife
tried to get the thing into her mouth, but she failed though her
attempts made Ann and the others roar with laughter. Finally she
started to lick the hard plastic from tip to root and back again, I
remember my stomach turning as I watched my wife licking over, under,
around and along the filthy shaft as she cleaned her own shit from
it's surface. When the dildo was at last cleaned to Ann's satisfaction
she pushed Janice away from her and walked away from her, I saw Ken
follow Ann with the camera as she left the room then carry on filming
the empty doorway.

In the sure knowledge that her sister had something else planned for
her I looked at Janice who was still crouched on the floor, head
hanging down and her breathing ragged and sobbing as she recovered. I
looked back at the doorway a split second before Ann reappeared, my
jaw dropped at the sight of her. Gone was the brute of a plastic
strap-on dildo to be replaced by another dildo, to my mind this one
was even worse than the previous one, it looked to be made of a
semi-rigid rubber and although it didn't seem any broader than my own
cock or stick out from Ann's body as the other had done it hung down
almost to her knees! Over a foot of fake penis hung there while Ann
posed in the doorway for Ken to film the thing, then she was moving
towards Janice, as she approached Janice raised her head. She looked
exhausted, but she gamely struggled to stand as her sister came over
to her, her eyes almost popped out of their sockets when she saw the
thing hanging between her sisters legs swaying to Ann's movements like
a snake, tearing her eyes from the dildo Janice looked into her
sister's eyes.

"You like?" Ann taunted her sister as she lifted the dildo a little.

Janice mumbled something in reply.

"I didn't hear you sister dear." Ann said. "I asked if you liked my
toy and you said ...?"

"Yes Ann." Janice spoke in a voice that trembled, but whether it
trembled from tiredness, anticipation or trepidation was anyone's
guess.

"Why don't you stroke it for a while then." Ann laughed.

Her instruction made no sense to me, nevertheless Janice reached out,
took the rubber cock in her hands and began to stroke up and down it's
length as though it were a real cock. Ann pulled Janice to her and
kissed her forcefully, one of her hands went to Janice's well mauled
boobs the other to her pussy while Janice continued to stroke the
rubber penis. Then I saw Ann move her hand from Janice's boob and put
it to her side as I followed her movement I noticed something I had
missed before, there was a tube that ran from the dildo to a bulb at
Ann's waist and Ann was now squeezing this bulb. Looking down to where
my wife's hand was rubbing up and down on the dildo I gasped out a
muttered curse, the damned thing was rising just as though it was a
real cock! Ann parted their lips and laughed as Janice looked down in
surprise at the counterfeit cock in her hands that was reacting to her
touch like a real one.

"Surprise." Ann laughed as her sister's confused eyes came back to
hers. "It's a very special toy Janice, as you will soon find out."

She said no more, instead her hands went to Janice's shoulder and
pushed down with a light but insistent pressure, in obedience to that
pressure Janice sank to her knees in front of her sister, her hand
still moving on the dildo which had by now become half erect. Ann
moved her hips and Janice took the hint, lifting the ponderous length
of the thing she opened her mouth and sucked on the shaped cap then
slid her mouth down on it. With slow up and down movements of her head
Janice sucked at the fake cock, but made no effort to take all of it
in, as she sucked on it Ann gave the bulb at her waist gentle squeezes
and I saw the dildo gradually growing more erect. As it grew more
erect Ann stepped back to keep the thing pointing at Janice who was
sucking and licking the cap and the first few inches of it while
stroking the rest with one hand. Just like a real cock the fake rubber
one seemed to react to Janice's mouth actions by becoming fully hard
and standing proud of Ann's groin, that it was the actions of Ann's
hands at the bulb at her waist did nothing to dispel the illusion that
the thing was somehow alive. Strangely Ann had done nothing to make
her sister take more of the cock into her mouth up to this point, but
now the thing was fully erect she put a hand to the back of Janice's
head and pulled her forward. Janice pushed a little further onto the
dildo, then a little further as her sister kept up the pressure and
when Ann moved her hand away Janice continued to push her mouth down
onto the rubber rod. It pushed into her throat and I heard Ann give a
throaty chuckle as she watched her sister going down on her strap-on
cock.

The angle of the dildo was not ideal for what Janice was attempting,
especially considering the length of the thing, but she carried on
taking it into her mouth. When Janice tilted the dildo down with her
hand while spreading her knees wide the dildo began to slide into her
throat much more easily and I watched open mouthed as she sucked more
and more of it in. Before that night Janice had never taken a cock in
her throat, now, in the space of a few hours she was coping with over
twelve inches of rubber sliding into her throat without a hint of
choking. In a stunningly short time Janice was kissing the base of the
strap-on, the whole damn thing was lodged in her throat! Ann laughed
and put her hands on either side of Janice's face, holding her head
still Ann moved her hips back which slid the thing out of her throat,
when only the cap remained in Janice's mouth Ann pushed forward again
sinking the entire length into her in one long, firm stroke. For a
while Ann kept up that pace, Janice remained passive, but I could hear
her breathing becoming faster as the mouth fucking actually raised her
level of excitement. As Janice's pleasure mounted Ann began to pump
faster, her movements becoming harder until she was literally driving
the thing in and out of her sister's throat. Moving her hands from her
sister's face as Janice kissed the base of the dildo yet again Ann
stopped moving, without pause Janice took over the movement of her
head driving herself mercilessly up and down on the dildo at the pace
Ann had set for her.

Hardly any time seemed to pass before Janice went into an orgasm, she
pushed right down on the dildo as her body trembled then shook and I
could hear her labored breathing snorting through her nostrils. Her
peak passed and Janice started moving her head again, watching my wife
doing deep throat oral on this long shaft of rubber was an amazing
turn on, my only problem was that this only made my already aching
cock and balls ache all the more. Then, just as Janice was rising to
another orgasm, Ann pulled it out of her mouth completely, she pushed
Janice's upper body until she was laying back on her heels, moving
around to her head Ann knelt and put the dildo to my wife's lips and
Janice stretched back and up to suck it in. Ann put her hands on
Janice's shoulders forcing them to the floor and I hear the crackle of
cartilage in her knees and hips as they tried to adjust to this
awkward position. Just the first few inches of the dildo were in
Janice's mouth at this point, but that changed in an instant as Ann
slammed her hips forward, Janice gurgled around the rubber shaft
buried in her throat then erupted into an orgasm. Pulling back Ann
slammed her hips forward again, then again and again, Janice's whole
body jerking as her sister's groin crashed into her face with each
thrust, she began to make a strange gurgling whimpering noise that
rose and fell like a siren as her body went orgasmic.

I don't know how long Ann kept this up for, but eventually she stopped
thrusting with the dildo buried all the way in Janice's throat, one of
her hands went to her waist and pumped the bulb, with the dildo buried
as it was in my wife's throat there was no visible sign of what the
effect on her actions might be. Then I heard Janice's breathing become
even more labored, my eyes went wide when I saw her neck seemingly
begin to swell, I looked aghast at Janice as it hit me that her
actions with the bulb were making the dildo's girth increase. Ann was
looking down at her sister with a jubilant look on her face, I don't
know what she was waiting for, but whatever point it was must have
been reached because she let go of the bulb, put her hand back on
Janice's shoulder and started to pull her hips back. As the dildo
pulled out of Janice's mouth I was stunned to see that it had doubled
in width, despite this Ann slid the thing out until it was clear of
Janice's throat then slammed her hips forward. Janice gave a weird
gurgle and her body shook as she gagged at the sudden intrusion of
this new thickness into her throat. The dildo was driven all the way
into Janice's throat then pulled back and driven in again, retching
and gagging Janice lay helpless under this onslaught, her body pinned
in place by her sister's hands bearing down on her shoulders. Yet
within minutes my wife began to gag less, her breathing increased in
tempo, but with arousal rather than from distress, moments later she
was climaxing non-stop as her sister fucked her throat.

Every now and again I saw Ann squeezing the bulb as she had the dildo
buried deep in Janice's body and when it pulled back the thing had
would have increased it's girth again. Before long the dildo ramming
into my wife's throat was nearly as wide as the dildo Ann had fucked
her with earlier, I couldn't belief what I was seeing! Then Ann looked
up to where Ken was standing filming the action, my eyes flickered in
his direction in time to see him hand the camera to another man.
Kneeling in front of Janice's body Ken put his hands on her straining
thighs and pushed them even further apart, positioning his cock at her
pussy he rammed it home and Janice let out a gurgling squeal that was
muffled to a whisper by the dildo filling her mouth. Already in orgasm
Janice seemed to hit a new high and her body shuddered and jerked
under this double assault while muffled cries escaped from her. Long
minutes passed with Ann and Ken fucking Janice hard and heavy, then
Ken thrust into her pussy and tensed and I knew he was filling her
with his sperm, at the same time Ann thrust into Janice's throat and
held still while Ken had his climax. With a 'whoof' of escaping breath
Ken pulled out of Janice's pussy and moved away from her, Ann did
likewise and for a few brief minutes Janice was left alone, not that I
believe it was their intention that she be given time to recover,
though it did allow that to happen somewhat, I think it was just a
pause while they got their own breath back. For a while Janice lay as
they had left her, bent back on her heels, her legs parted so wide
that she was almost doing the splits and I could see some of Ken's
sperm starting to dribble from her pussy, then she shuddered and
somehow rolled onto her side. I glanced at the others and saw that Ken
was once more in charge of the camera, this was a sure indication that
there was more to come for my wife.

Sure enough one of the men moved over to her prone body, crouching
down he looked into her dazed eyes, for an instant she seemed unaware
of his presence, but then her eyes flickered and moved to his.
Grinning the man lay on his back beside her, his cock waving stiffly
in the air, with a struggle Janice managed to get up, straddle him and
sink down on his erection, she was climaxing before her groin met his.
Leaning forward she put her hands on his chest then started to fuck
him, all the while her body trembled with orgasmic bliss and her voice
raised in a cry of rapture. Then another of the men came over, he put
his hand between Janice's shoulders and pushed her forward onto the
other man's chest. Kneeling behind her and between the other man's
legs he placed his cock at Janice's anus and rammed it home. Janice
threw back her head and let out a howl of pure ecstasy as her body
went into a convulsion of pleasure, the two men started to fuck my
wife hard while she tried in vain to match their double range of
motions, A third man came over, he stood astride the first man's head
and put his cock to Janice's face, a moment later she was
deep-throating this third cock, her cries stifled, but not silenced.

"I've called you a cab," Ann said as she appeared at my side seemingly
from thin air, which shows just how intently I was watching what was
happening to my wife. "you might want to think about getting dressed.
No rush though, it will be at least ninety minutes before the cab
company can get anyone here. Until then the boys will keep Janice
'entertained'. How about a farewell fuck, maybe this time I can make
you cum."

I felt as though I was in a dream as I looked down at Ann, the smirk
on her face should have put me off the idea of fucking her, but at
that moment I needed to try to get off and hers was the only female
body available to me. Nodding I reached for her, she slid down to the
floor on her back and held her arms out to me, laying over her I
thrust my cock into her pussy and saw her eyes widen with pleasure.
Leaning up I started to fuck her with a firm, steady rhythm while my
eyes drifted back to what was happening to Janice, the same three men
were still fucking her, though the man under her was showing signs of
approaching his climax. Moments later he was buried deep in Janice's
pussy as he filled it with his sperm, once he was sated the man began
to wriggle out from under Janice, her mouth was pulled from the cock
it was sucking as the man in her ass suddenly lay on his back his
cock still buried in her as he dragged her into this new position. An
instant later her mouth was full of cock as her other partner moved
around to her head and thrust his meat back into her mouth. Another of
the men came over and within seconds was fucking away at Janice's
pussy, the man in her ass came shortly afterwards closely followed by
the man in her mouth. The man fucking her pussy rolled onto his back
pulling Janice on top of him and another two men came over to drive
their cocks into her ass and mouth.

Throughout all this I carried on fucking Ann, my cock harder than it
had ever been, more excited than it had ever been and yet I could not
climax no matter how hard I tried. I began to fuck Ann powerfully
while watching the men come and go with Janice, there was never a
point over that last period of time that there was not a cock pounding
away at one of her holes and most of the time all her holes were
filled by thrusting erections. Beneath me Ann was making odd mewling
noises, but they seemed a distant thing as I watched Janice being
triple fucked over and over again. There was no pausing to clean her
out, as soon as each man had pumped his sperm into whatever hole he
was in he would move away and his place would be taken by another man
and another cock. Her lips, chin and cheeks were filmed with a thin
coating of sperm that had forced it's way out of her mouth when she
had been unable to swallow quickly enough; her groin and thighs were
dripping with sperm that seeped from her pussy or was forced out by
the fucking motion of the man occupying it at the time; her ass was
also oozing sperm that had slithered onto her butt cheeks. It was an
astonishing sight and one that would remain with me always.

"No more!" Ann was squealing underneath me.

"You get fucked for a long as Janice does." I replied vengefully as I
glanced briefly down at her sweating face.

"Oh god!" she groaned as I began to fuck her even harder.

It was nearer to two hours before the cab finally appeared, it's
arrival heralded by the doorbell sounding. By that time Janice was
barely able to move, her body was coated in a sheen of sweat and
sperm, she limply jerked about between the men fucking her at the
time, her breathing shallow sobbing gasps, the only sound she seemed
able to make were tiny mewling noises. At the sound of the doorbell I
tore my eyes away from Janice and the men fucking her in time to see
Ken wearing a terry toweling robe leaving the room, I also noticed
that one of the other men was now operating the camera. Pulling out of
Ann I rose to my feet, grabbing my clothes in rising, and headed to
the doorway in time to hear the last part of Ken's conversation with
the cabbie.

"... passenger is a little involved in something right now," Ken was
saying. "They'll be about twenty or thirty minutes. Here's twenty quid
up front for you to hang around for them. Okay."

"Fine by me guv'," the cabbie replied. "I don't mind getting paid for
sitting round doing nothing."

As Ken closed the front door I moved to one side of the living room
doorway and started to dress, Ken passed me seemingly without noting
my presence and went to stand by the man with the camera. I saw him
give some sort of signal to the men fucking Janice and they all pulled
out of her, she lay in a quivering heap on her back as the men knelt
around her, one between her legs, one at her side and the last one by
her face, all of them turned so that their cocks could clearly be seen
by the camera. By this time I had finished dressing I had the tape I
had stolen earlier in my hand behind my back, I was puzzled by what
the men were doing especially when they all started to stroke their
own cocks slowly. Freed from being fucked Janice's breathing began to
ease though she continued to make little whimpering noises, after a
few minutes her eyes flickered open, they looked totally glazed as
they flickered around unseeing. Gradually she became aware of the
shapes around her and seemed to focus her eyes on them, still glassy
eyed she looked from one man to the other watching their hands wanking
away at their cocks. Her return to awareness, slight though it was,
must have been what the three men had been waiting for because they
all began to stroke their cocks quickly. The man at her pussy was the
first to cum, with a groan he leaned over Janice's groin and spurted
sperm over her pubic area and lower stomach. What surprised me was the
amount of fluid he put out after all the fucking he had done with
Janice. A moment later the man at her side leaned over and spurted
sperm over her tits, again I was surprised by the amount of fluid he
put out, finally the man at her head spoke her name and as she looked
up at him he leaned over to shoot his sperm over her face.

"And that's it boys." Ken laughed as he took the camera from the man
that had been filming the action. "Anyone that wants a last go better
get in there fucking quick, there's a cab waiting outside."

Mere seconds later three of the men were hammering away at Janice as
they fucked her like crazy in an effort to make themselves cum
quickly. My attention was only half on their actions, the other half
of my attention was on Ken and I watched carefully as he put the
camera on a table and went over to the group of men around Janice
waiting to take one last turn with her. With their attention focused
on Janice I took the chance and went over to the camera, it took me a
moment to find the eject button and press it, the tape popped out and
up and I took it from the camera replacing it with the one I had
picked up earlier. Closing the camera I slipped into the room where
the coats were, with hurried movements I put the tape in Janice's
handbag, wrapped my coat around the bag, grabbed her coat and went
back out into the main room where I found the men still fucking
Janice. No-one had noticed my absence and I moved around the room
looking for Janice's clothing, then stood near the group watching them
fuck her limp and lifeless body until they had all done with her.

When they finally stepped away from Janice she was a mess, her hair
was matted and straggly, her make-up had long since vanished, but her
face had a coating of drying sperm on it, in particular around her
mouth; sperm covered her boobs, stomach, groin and thighs. I looked at
the dress in my hand knowing that it would be ruined even if I could
get it on her limp body, Ken laughed at my discomposure, picked up the
robe he had discarded after answering the door and tossed it to me.

"Fair exchange is no robbery." He laughed and pointed to the paneling
above the bar.

Pinned to the wood were Janice's panties, obviously they were going to
keep them as a souvenir of the nights events, but there was one
souvenir they wouldn't be able to keep, the video tape they had made
of the events. Propping Janice up I struggled to get her into the
robe, it took me nearly five minutes, but at last she was covered for
the first time in hours. Tying the belt snugly I put on my coat, put
Janice's bag wrapped in her coat in her lap then bent down and picked
up her limp body, as I rose she gave a simper and one of her arms slid
off her lap to hang lifelessly. Ken led the way to the door, opened it
to reveal that it was broad daylight outside, he stepped aside to let
me pass.

"You've got a right little slut there Paul." He smirked as I went by.

The smirk left his face as I turned slightly and shoulder charged him
into the wall. Leaving him stunned and gasping for breath I took my
wife out to the waiting cab, gently placed her on the back seat and
got in beside her. I don't know what the cabbie thought of all this,
especially as the smell of sex and sperm started to waft around the
cab, but he never said a word just drove to the address I had given
him. The smell gradually became stronger and I was forced to open a
window before it became overpowering. Throughout the trip I cradled
Janice in my arms while thinking about everything that had happened
that night and trying to ease the discomfort of my erect and aching
cock, Janice was trembling and moaning softly as her body continued to
be hit by waves of pleasure. To my astonishment she even had a couple
of small orgasms before we finally arrived home. As I helped my wife
out of the cab I noticed the driver giving her a knowing look, though
he didn't say anything I am sure he knew just what Janice had been
doing that night.

Finally we were back in our own home, as the front door shut behind us
I tossed Janice's dress, coat and bag onto the hall table then guided
her towards the living room. Settling her on the sofa I went back out
to the hall to remove my coat, when I returned to the living room I
faltered to a stop. Somehow the robe covering Janice was now gaping
wide and I could see the front of her body in all it's naked and
extremely well used glory, my cock throbbed and my balls tightened
even more at the sight. With slow and hesitant steps I crossed the
room to where Janice sat, my hands were moving with a life of their
own as they worked at my clothing and by the time I reached Janice I
was naked, behind me there was a trail of discarded clothing. Janice
raised her head a little as I stopped in front of her, her eyes
pausing as they came level with my cock then sliding up my body until
they were looking into my eyes. She shrugged out of the robe as our
eyes met, I gazed at her body noting the rawness of her well mauled
boobs and nipples, a crust of dried and drying sperm seemed to cover
most of her body from her forehead down to her lower thighs. She
looked shattered, bruised and totally all-in, but oh so desirable!

Despite the fact that I had watched my wife being used and abused by
ten men and three women; despite the fact that she was coated in dried
sperm and that her ass and pussy swam with sperm from those very same
men; despite the fact that she looked too worn out to do anything, the
only thing I wanted in the world was to fuck my wife. Then I looked
into her eyes and saw a look of sheer lust that told me that she
wanted the very same thing, even the sudden brief thought that her
eyes would probably have held the very same look for any man naked in
front of her did nothing to lessen the suddenly elation and increased
excitement I felt. My eyes must have screamed out what I wanted from
Janice because she weakly shuffled forward on the sofa leaving a trail
of slime on the cushions, slid off the seat to drop onto her knees in
front of me, her eyes never leaving mine. The next moment I let out a
sigh of sheer delight as her mouth closed around my cock followed by a
moan as she slid her mouth down to the root of my cock in one motion.
For a while I savored the feel of Janice's tongue, mouth and throat
as she bobbed her head up and down at a fast, hard pace, the very pace
taught to her that night; then I took her face in my hands and guided
her to a slower and gentler pace that seemed to give us both more
pleasure. Certainly Janice preferred this motion because she started
to moan and sigh around my flesh then shuddered in climax.

"Oh God!" I groaned out as her head pushed all the way down on me as
she came, her throat tensing while her cheeks dimpled in to the
pressure of her sucking actions.

A few pounding heartbeats later she was moving again and I felt a
shiver of delight running through my whole body, and although I still
could not seem to achieve the release of a climax I was loving the
sensations she was sending through me. Pleasurable though the movement
of her mouth around my cock was I eventually moved away from her, her
lips and tongue sliding along my erection so delectably as it slid out
of her. Janice looked up at my face, something in my eyes must have
told her what I wanted as she lay back, parted her legs and looked up
at me as though awaiting my pleasure, as I sank to my knees between
her wide spread legs a part of me noted that despite the fire of lust
in her eyes they were still glassy and not fully focusing. My eyes
moved down her filthy body until it came to her oozing pussy, goodness
knows how many loads of sperm had been deposited in her pussy and as I
leaned forward to slide my cock into her I fervently wished that I
would add another load of my own. The first thing that struck me as I
gently pushed into her was that the tightness I had always loved had
gone, hopefully it would return; the next thing that struck me was the
sticky slithering of the other men's sperm around my cock as it sank
into her. Our groins met softly and I felt the coolness of liquid
smearing over the skin of my groin as my flesh displaced the fluids
filling her forcing them out of her body. Janice moaned as I lay
buried within her pussy, then shivered and as I started a gentle,
steady fucking motion she had an orgasm that made her pussy tighten to
a shadow of the way it used to when she climaxed.

Nevertheless, that tightening, her moans of pleasure and the
excitement of fucking her after all those other men had me speeding up
my movements in an instant. Leaning down I kissed Janice heavily, I
could taste an odd saltiness on her lips as my tongue passed over them
before spearing into her mouth, she groaned into my mouth as I began
to thrust into her more forcefully. Over the next few minutes the pace
of my actions became hard and fast, sperm oozing out of her pussy to
smear our groins with each thrust, soon I was fucking her so heavily
that I had to hold her body to stop it being thrust away from me each
time our groins met. Janice, already orgasmic when I had started to
fuck her, went super-orgasmic; screaming into my mouth she convulsed
beneath me, her pussy clenching around my hardness sent a shudder of
sheer ecstasy through me that made me groan loudly.

My groan turned to a strangles cry as it suddenly felt as though my
whole body had exploded in ecstasy, grinding down into Janice I let
out an a****listic cry as my aching cock at last long, long last
erupted deep within her body. I had never experienced such a rapturous
climax, my senses fading to redness as my whole body felt as though it
was ablaze with sensations, every nerve jangling, every muscles
tightening as I strained against my wife's arched and tensed body. How
long we lay straining against each other in an intense orgasmic
paralysis, but the end, when it came was as dramatic as the beginning
had been. As the redness faded I felt myself collapsing onto Janice,
beneath me Janice was suddenly seized by convulsions that all but
threw me from her, at the same time my own muscles spasmed so
violently I thought I would pull something. This mutual 'fit' went on
for almost a minute, throughout it my cock lay trapped deep in
Janice's abruptly impossibly tight pussy, then Janice went limp and I
felt myself go totally loose all over, with an effort I rolled off my
wife's body to lie gasping beside her.

It took some time for my senses to calm down enough to note more than
my labored breathing and my still trembling nerve ends and what I
became aware of with amazement was that my cock was still erect,
though I no longer felt the painful tension in my cock or the
throbbing ache in my balls. Then I felt a touch at my side, opening my
eyes and turning my head I saw Janice struggling to roll over, her
eyes were locked to my erection as though there was nothing else in
the world to focus on. I lay unmoving as she worked her way onto her
side then slid a leg over my body, I marveled at the sheer strength
of mind my wife must have had to even move after all she had
experienced that night, but she was moving and with a purpose in mind.
With slow, tired movements she eventually managed to straddle my body,
her chest heaving from post-orgasmic pleasure and the efforts of her
movements, she smiled down at me then raised herself just enough to be
able to reach under her body to grasp my erection with one hand while
the other rested on my chest helping her to stay balanced. She pushed
her lower body forward and I moaned with delight as I felt her guide
my cock into her ass, my erection sank into her with stunning ease as
she lowered herself on me, her hand moving from under her body to join
the other already at my chest. Then she began to move on me, fucking
my cock with her ass in a firm yet uncannily gentle manner that
seemed to give her extreme pleasure. Not that she was alone in that
pleasure, I let out a joyous groan as her back passage moved up and
down on my shaft with ever increasing speed and once again I felt the
spread of other men's sperm over my skin as it was forced from her
ass by our movements.

Though I had fucked Janice anally a few times in the past it had been
a mixture of pleasure and pain due to the sheer tightness of her anus,
but now Janice's ass had been pierced and opened until it seemed to
fit me like a glove. Fresh sensations of pleasure spread throughout
my being and I started to move with my wife, my hips humping up as she
pushed down which increased the pleasurable sensation for both of us.
Within moments Janice was climaxing for the umpteenth time, her arse
closing deliciously around my flesh, but still allowing it to slide
and thrust within her at an increasingly faster rate. At the same time
I reveled in the sound of her voice rising and falling through the
full range of blissful noses I had heard her make while being fucked
by the other men. I let Janice set out pace more than happy to simply
savor the sensations I was feeling and before long I felt our bodies
thudding together with each downward thrust she would make. Reaching
up I squeezed my wife's breasts with force which sent her another
notch up the pleasure scale, when I tugged and teased her nipples
Janice let out a cry of bliss, arched her back and ground down on me.
My own cry echoed hers as I felt my balls tighten then a burst of
ecstasy shot up my shaft, my hands clenched on her boobs as I exploded
into my own climax, my sperm joining that already within her back
passage and although this was not the overwhelming explosion of
rapture I had felt when I had filled her pussy it was certainly
greater than I usually experienced.

As the heat of our orgasm cooled Janice started to move on me again,
but only for a minute or so before sliding off me, twisting around and
taking my stained and coated cock straight down her throat, I groaned
and shuddered as I felt her busy tongue cleaning my skin while my
shaft and cap slid in and out of her throat. Nor did she stop once my
skin was cleaned of its grime, instead she began to suck harder and
move her head faster as though trying to make me cum in her throat. I
was sure that she was doomed to be disappointed, I had climaxed twice
in the space of a short time and I was positive that my balls had
nothing more to give. Yet I had been proved wrong so many times before
during that night and now I found myself elated to be proved wrong yet
again! Janice sucked on me for seemingly ages while I savored the
sensations of my cock moving in her mouth and throat, I would give
gasps of delight each time her throat tightened and her cheeks sunk as
she sucked hard while her body trembled with an orgasm. Then I was
gasping out a cry of mixed amazement and rapture as for the third time
I felt the rising burst of sensations that presaged my own orgasmic
bliss, my hips jerked as I thrust my cock even deeper into Janice's
throat even as she pushed down harder on me and whimpered in ecstasy.
Twitching and jerking my cock spurted my sperm straight into my wife's
throat, her swallowing motions increasing the bliss I was feeling as I
came. Then I was spent and my hips fell back to the floor as I
struggled to catch my breath, yet Janice did not stop, instead she
moved her head up and down forcefully for a few more minutes, my cock
driven in and out of her throat by her actions. When at last Janice
lifted her head enough to let my fast softening cock drop from her
lips she drew a deep sobbing breath and rested her head on my chest.

Reaching out I stroked her limp and knotted hair feeling her shivering
and trembling against me as she slowly calmed down, though I had this
feeling that it would be some hours before her over-satiated body
would eventually cease to shiver from sensations of bliss. We lay
there for a while, my heart gradually easing from a heavy pounding to
a regular, steady beat while my breathing eased from a gasping rasp to
a gentle panting, Janice's breathing eased as well though from time to
time I would hear her suck in a sobbing breath as post-orgasmic
tremors ran through her. Eventually I found the energy to sit up,
Janice's head slid down to my lap as I moved and I could not believe
it when I felt a new rise of excitement as her warm breath huffed over
the flesh of my cock. Gently I sat Janice up so that I could move, she
lifted her head a little and smiled exhaustedly as I got to my feet,
reached down and drew her up beside me.

Neither of us spoke as I half-carried half supported her upstairs to
the bathroom, she sat on the toilet while I got the shower turned on
and set to a warm spray, a minute later I was holding her while I
covered her with shower gel and washed her body. As the grime of dried
sperm and sweat washed away it became very clear that my little Janice
was going to be a mass of bruises all over her body by evening. Her
breasts were raw and it was possible to make out the shape of the
fingers that had crushed her flesh and her nipples seemed to be
stretched to nearly triple their length from the tugging they had
received. Turning her around gently I washed her back and noticed
bruising at her shoulder and waist where she had been pushed and
pulled about by her partners. Long triple scratches ran here and there
down her back which were obviously the marks of fingernails raking her
back, probably those of the women that had used her, though not
necessarily all of them were from the women. Working down her body I
crouched in front of her to wash her groin and legs, her whole groin
area was already discoloring, in particular her pussy lips which
seemed to be hanging down much more than usual, though I hadn't
noticed them being pulled about. Janice winced then shuddered as I
cleaned her pussy as gently as I could, washing a stream of sperm out
of her using the shower head while my hand rubbed soap over the skin
of her stomach, groin and the front of her legs; cleaning the soap
away I directed the water into her pussy again which made her shudder
with pleasure as yet more sperm washed out of her.

It took me nearly five minutes to clean her pussy, each time I would
direct the water into her another gush of sperm would wash out of her,
but at last the it seemed to be cleared from within her. Turning her
gently I turned my attention to her lower back, buttocks and the backs
of her legs, as with her groin bruises were already forming all over
her fleshy globes where fingers had dug into her flesh. With her lower
back and buttocks cleaned I turned my focus to her abused anus, she
winced as I gently spread her cheeks with one hand then paused to
stare at the redness of her puckered and still open hole, I aimed the
spray into that sore hole and watched as sperm and fecal matter
flowed out of her, thankfully I saw no sign of blood and said a silent
prayer that she was seemingly undamaged. Again it took ages before the
sperm stopped coming out, though I was sure there was more deep inside
her where the water was not reaching, Janice came twice during this
cleaning of her arse and leant heavily on me as I crouched behind her.
Finally I rose to my feet and turned the shower on her neck, face and
hair, her lips already looked swollen and bruised and I wondered how
her throat was feeling after everything that had been thrust into it,
including my cock. With my fingers I teased the tangles from her hair
as I washed it through with shampoo and when I had finished it had
regained some of it's normal gleam.

Turning off the shower I helped my wife out and onto the bathmat where
I gently toweled her dry, my hands pausing from time to time when she
would lean heavily on me and shiver in ecstasy. Finally, cleaned,
dried and powdered I almost carried Janice into our room, placed her
tenderly in the bed and drew the covers over her. Leaning down I
kissed her softly then went to have a proper shower myself. I had
expected Janice to fall into an exhausted slumber even as I left the
room, but to my surprise she was still awake when I got back to the
bedroom and as soon as I had got into bed she snuggled into me, her
head resting against my chest. I enclosed her in my arms and held her
as she trembled and shivered against me, it wasn't long before I felt
my eyelids closing and I was moments away from sleep when I became
vaguely aware that something had changed. Opening my eyes I looked
down at the top of Janice's head, I heard a quiet sobbing and realized
that a part of her trembling against me was her crying quietly.

"Janice?" I spoke softly as I tilted her head so that I could see her
face.

Tears were indeed flowing her eyes.

"Janice?" I said again.

"I'm sorry Paul." Janice sobbed even as another minor climax racked
her body.

"For what?" I asked.

"About what happened tonight." She replied burying her head in my
chest. "You saw how I was and what I let them do to me. How could you
stand me after that!"

"You silly girl," I chuckled. "if anything I love you all the more
because of it. Hell didn't I fuck your pussy, ass and mouth within
minutes of our getting home. Darling, all you did was bring our
fantasy to life and you showed me that you loved and trusted me enough
to let me fuck another woman, or in this case women."

"But Paul," Janice said as she looked up at me. "it was only Ken's
taunting that made me realise how selfish I was to not even let you
fantasies with me about you being with another woman. Oh Paul, what
are we going to do?"

"About what?" I asked.

"Us." She sobbed. "Now you've seen how much of a slut I can really be
you will never trust me again."

"Janice," I spoke sharply. "you are being silly. Now dry your eyes and
look at me."

She dried her eyes and with an effort sat up a little so that she
could look at me more easily.

"Janice, I love you," I spoke softly but firmly. "What happened
tonight surprised the hell out of me, but get this into your beautiful
blonde head, it has NOT changed the way I feel for you. Hell, I could
have stopped it all with a word so I am as much to blame as you are,
if you want to pass around blame. What are we going to do? We're going
to go on with our lives as we always have, tonight will be a memory we
can use together when we are having sex."

"Oh Paul, I love you so much." Janice laughed in relief at my words.
"I was so worried you would hate me after submitting the way I did."

"The question is," I smiled down at her. "did you enjoy it?"

"Mostly." She replied after a moments thought. "I learnt something
about myself I'm not sure I wanted to learn, that's how much of a
submissive slut I can be."

"I must admit, that shocked me at first," I said hugging her close.
"but then it turned me on unbelievably. Funny thing was that I
couldn't climax with any of the other women, that grew quite painful,
but you soon fixed that my sweet."

Reassured Janice snuggled against me while I wondered if now was the
time to voice the couple of major questions I had about the night's
events. I decided that it was best to get them out of the way.

"Jan," I spoke hesitantly. "Can I asked you some things about
tonight?"

"Ask whatever you like Paul," She smiled up at me. "I'll answer all
your questions honestly."

"What made you let them touch you up in the first place?" I asked.
"And what made you surrender totally to them?"

"Part of it was the drink," She replied after taking a deep breath.
"even though I knew what I was doing I just seemed so relaxed that the
idea of a little flirting to add spice to our favorite fantasy seemed
a good idea. Is it our fantasy Paul or was it always just mine?"

"Oh it has always been ours darling, even more so after tonight." I
smiled. "Flirting I can understand, but how did it get past that
stage?"

"Well," She said drawing her brows together. "you do bear part of the
blame for that, you got me so hot during the fooling around we did
outside the toilet and the couple of dances we had. When Ann dragged
me off outside the toilet I was already on the verge of a climax and
all the kissing and touching the others did drove me a little nuts in
a sexual way, I never intended for them to fuck me Paul, you have to
believe that, but I got so hot that I just couldn't seem to resist
what was happening."

"I can understand that." I grinned at her. "Which still doesn't
explain your submissiveness, you've never been so submissive in the
past, in fact I always thought of you as strong willed."

"So did I," Janice blushed. "but I learned tonight that underneath it I
really love being dominated and Ken somehow sensed that and used it.
When we played the dom-sub games together with me as sub it was just
that, a game between us, you still treated me with love and respect
even while playing the 'master' role. With Ken and the others it was
real, they treated me like a thing and I just couldn't resist them.
I'm sorry Paul, I truly am, it should have been you that brought that
out in me not those bastards."

"It will be me in future," I laughed. "you could say I was taking
notes of how you liked to be treated and what you really are capable
of doing sexually. As long as it's really how you like to be treated
Janice."

"God help me, but it is." Janice sighed and smiled. "I only found that
out tonight. You know when Ann treated me the way she did while she
had those dildos on I was ready to do anything she wanted, right down
to swallowing that thick one even if it killed me!"

"So I noticed," I said. "Which explains why you did not want me to
stop things."

"Paul," Janice suddenly gasped and sat up sharply. "I know I seemed
out of it a lot of the time, but I think they were filming part of
what happened, I'm sure Ann and Ken will use that to make me do more
things with me."

"They can try my love," I reassured her. "but they won't get far, I
stole the tape! If you want to do it with them or other men by choice
that's fine by me, but not because you are being blackmailed into it."

"I don't think I want to do it with anyone but you from now on Paul,"
Janice frowned. "not unless it was something you wanted."

"That's something for us to think about in the future," I smiled at
her reply. "for now let's get some sleep, it's been a long night."

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The aftermath of that night was an even better relationship between
us, Janice had been no shrinking violet in our sex life before, but
now she had lost whatever remaining inhibitions she may have had and
was more than willing to try anything my fertile imagination could
come up with. The discovery of her submissive side was a real boost to
our sex lives, though it was not easy for me at first to treat her
like an object to be used rather than my loved and loving wife, which
was what brought out her full submissiveness. That's not to say we
went over to a dom-sub lifestyle, far from it, but we did enjoy her
slutty submissive side on a very regular basis. In case anyone was
wondering, Janice's pussy eventually returned to it's original,
luscious tightness though her anus remained looser than before, a fact
I take advantage of as often as possible along with her new found
skill of taking a cock down her throat.

Ken and Ann did try to get Janice to repeat her performance with them
and their friends, both he and Ann left our home with bruises where I
had smashed my fist into Ken's face and Janice had slapped her little
sister silly. As for the video, it turned out to be a professional 300
minute tape that had been recording at half speed, that's ten hours
worth of recording and the tape was almost full. We watch it fairly
regularly, the first time we watched it I was surprised to discover
that the camera had been running right from the point Ann had brought
Janice downstairs. The first part of the taking of Janice was fixed
focus from some point near the bar and although the picture was a
little dark you could clearly see all that was happening, to whom, by
whom and with what, the camera must have had an amazing low light
level tolerance. Janice was amazed at how much she had done, she says
there were times she had been so lost in sensations she was sure what
was happening around her. Odd though it may sound, seeing all that was
done to her actually turned Janice on incredibly every time we would
watch the tape.

As for Janice taking on another man or men again, we both agreed that
we did not want that, but who knows, we may change our minds at some
time in the future.