I am 21 years old and have been married a little over two years. I'm
blonde, blue-eyed, 5'6" tall, and my measurements are 36-22-34. My husband,
Scott, is a "10" in any woman's book but he has a serious problem -- he can't
handle drinking. That's how I became involved in my current situation. .....
Every time Scott drinks, he gets into fights and because of this, he has been
arrested on several occasions. The last time he went to court the judge placed
him on a supervised probation, warning Scott that the next time he was arrested
he would be facing serious jail time. Well, Scott refuses to go anywhere for
professional help with his problem and, sure enough, he got in trouble, again.
We went out to dinner and, of course, Scott couldn't stop with one beer. I
couldn't stop him and, before I could get him out of the restaurant, he went
over to a table where four guys were sitting and proceeded to punch two of them
before he could be restrained. Someone called the police and they arrived
shortly after the fighting stopped and questioned everybody involved. I went up
to one of the guys my husband had hit and begged him not to press charges
against Scott, telling him he was already on probation and I didn't want him to
go to jail. The guy's name was Mark and he walked me off to the side a little
and said the only way he wouldn't press charges was if I would put out for him
and his friends. Shocked by how blunt he was but seeing little choice in the
matter and wanting to get Scott home before he punched somebody else, I agreed
to Mark's blackmail. Mark talked to his three friends and they told the police
that they wanted to talk the matter over with their lawyer before they
proceeded. The police agreed and escorted Scott into our car with a warning. So,
now I knew I was going to have to put out for these strangers or else risk the
possibility of Scott going to jail. Before I left the restaurant Mark got my
address and then surprised me by saying that he would be by around nine the next
morning. That next morning Scott finally left for work at 7:30 a.m. with a
splitting headache. I was really worried that he was going to call in sick but
he knew we couldn't afford him taking another day off and he was liable to get
fired if he did. Instead, I called in sick and found myself in a state of
nervous anticipation. Sexually, I was pretty inexperienced but I guess like a
lot of girls I had numerous fantasies about being "taken" and even about being
gang-banged. I had to admit, now that it seemed like it would become a reality,
I was even sort of looking forward to it. I even decided to dress for the part
in my see-through babydoll nightie and high heels. I couldn't quite believe it
myself, when I looked in the mirror! Right at nine, Mark arrived and introduced
me to his friends -- Tony, Ryan, and Drew. They were all home from college on
semester break. Mark then led me to the center of the living room and told me to
take off the nightie but leave the heels on and walk around for them. From the
way they ogled my body and commented on my breasts, pussy and buns, I knew I was
going to receive a lot of attention. They all joked that, on the way over, they
had bet if I was a "natural" blonde, and they were glad to see that I was.
Parading in front of these guys was getting me more excited than I had ever been
before. I couldn't believe that I was already so wet, I could feel my own
moisture between my thighs. After a few minutes of this, Mark told me to stand
behind one of the chairs, spread my legs and bend over. When I had done exactly
what he ordered, I felt a tongue press between my pussy lips and stroke my clit
and I immediately had an orgasm. Drew moved in front of the chair, dropped his
jeans and stood up on the seat cushion. He had the most beautiful smooth, pink
cock I had ever seen. I've licked Scott's dick when he was drunk and ordered me
to, but I had never actually put it in my mouth. But now, as in my fantasies, as
Drew buried his fingers in my hair, I engulfed his warm meat with my eager lips.
Behind me, I could feel Mark moving around, and then felt his cock at my cunt
opening. He pushed himself into my slick tunnel and I felt like I had a
wonderful, hot pole running through my whole body. Drew had a powerful climax in
my mouth and I almost choked trying to swallow all of his cum. As soon as Drew
got down, Tony jumped up on the cushion, grabbed my blonde hair, and began to
hump his prick in and out of my mouth. He was much rougher than Drew had been
and I felt a little scared, but it added to my own excitement. After Mark came
in my cunt, he was replaced by Ryan, and his cock felt like a big baseball bat!
If I hadn't been as lubricated as I was, I don't think I could have accommodated
him -- he was that big! Just as I settled into a good rhythm with Ryan in my
pussy, Tony exploded in my mouth, and this time, I couldn't swallow fast enough
as some of his cum ran out of my mouth and on to the chair. The other three
waited for Ryan to cum, which took a good while, and then they took me into the
bedroom. Mark told me to lie on my back and he straddled my chest, squeezing my
big boobs around his cock. Tony climbed on the bed, behind Mark, knelt between
my legs, pushed his cock into me and began fucking me. Drew moved over my face
and pushed his semi-hard dick in my mouth and Ryan took my hand and placed it on
his cock. I was so turned on at being taken and used like that, I couldn't
really concentrate on any one of them, and eventually, just let them do whatever
they wanted to my body. Tony came again and Drew moved to take his place. Mark
finally came as he splurted his warm, sticky cum on my chin and neck, and Ryan
pushed as much cock as I could take into my mouth. When Ryan came, he pulled out
of my mouth and shot his cum all over my face, and I began an orgasm that seemed
to go on forever. As they left that afternoon, they told me that they would be
back the following morning. How could I object, now? They knew I had enjoyed it
as much as they had -- maybe even more! ..... As it turned out, I had them over
for the next three mornings, until they left for their college. It was fun. I
never would have tried to live out my fantasies if I hadn't placed myself in
that compromising position. Scott and I are no longer what you would call
happily married. He still refuses help with his drinking and has lost his job.
Who knows? I may be out on my own, in my own place, when Mark, Ryan, Drew and
Tony all get home for Summer vacation!
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