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(Take) a Walk on the Wild Side Ch. 01

By: Mag58



I'd been married to Connie for nearly 10 years when this story began. I was 44 and she was 32. We had a beautiful daughter who was 4 year old . Connie's as gorgeous and sexy today as the first time I saw her in the perfume department of a large chemist in the City Centre 12 years ago.

She has fantastic thick shoulder length strawberry blonde hair and looks a bit like the actress Nicola Stephenson; especially her cheeky smile and freckles. If we won the lottery she'd like bigger boobs but I like them just the way they are -- 34b.....nice and bouncy and still firm enough for her to go topless on the beach (which really turns me on). I still play indoor football once a week and go to the gym two or three times; so I'm still quite trim for a guy my age. 

It had become difficult to keep things fresh and exciting especially with Connie juggling a full-time job and being a wife and mother; plus our daughter is a bit of a handful. My job now takes me away from home 1 or 2 nights a week and I'm rarely home before 7.30 on the other nights; all of which leaves both of knackered most nights; but we still try our best to keep the spark alive.

We were at the dreaded stage that married couples fear most-- each week night was the same. When I was at home we would have a family meal; bath our daughter, put her to bed, make a coffee then sit on the sofa staring at the idiot-box in the corner while I massaged my wife's feet then bed by 11pm without the merest hint of sex. 

On Fridays I'd sometimes go to the local pub and Connie would be in bed when I arrived home; drunk. On Saturdays we would go out with friends for a meal and drinks then after 5 minutes each in the bathroom we would have sex. Now -- don't get me wrong; it was always good sex. Think about it; my wife is young and gorgeous but.....but.....it was pretty much the same most weeks. I knew exactly which buttons to press and in which order to make her have a satisfying orgasm and I did.....every bloody Saturday night between 11.30 and 12 midnight!

In the previous couple of years I'd had a few opportunities for extra-marital naughtiness and had weakened twice -- once at a European Sales Conference in Bonn with a Swiss woman and another time in London with a colleague that was recently divorced. Neither was as spectacular as I'd hoped but great fun none the less!

I was pretty sure Connie had been faithful until she was invited to a 'schoolgirl' themed Hen night to Manchester with her younger sister, Marie and about 20 of their friends to celebrate a 21st birthday. When she returned home on the Sunday evening she was a bit sheepish and quiet; which was unusual. Later in bed after a lot of coaxing she told me that due to her outfit she had received an awful lot of male attention on the Saturday night and had absolutely loved it. I got her to wank me as she eventually admitted to dancing with a couple of guys in a club then eventually confessed in a whisper that they had both put their hands up her skirt to play with her suspenders and had tried to get inside her knickers but she'd resisted. Then she giggled when she realised that my cock was getting harder and harder. With a new found confidence she then told me that she had even let one of them play with her tits as they snogged; which made me cum all over her hand. I always felt that there might be more to the story but didn't 'push it'.....but when I was alone in a hotel later in the week; I had a few wanks thinking about what she might have got up to.

After football the following Sunday morning one of the younger lads; who didn't know my wife; showed us some photos of his girlfriend in a schoolgirl uniform on his mobile phone then regaled the bar with some of the tales she'd told him about a recent trip to Manchester. She'd told him that 6 or 7 of the women had got fucked including two married women who had gone back to a hotel with some rugby players from Wales and had got fucked six ways sideways! My cock instantly stiffened at the thought of Connie being one of them!

The thought of my wife going with another guy or more than one guy drove me insane with lust for the next few days. Without ever telling her why; I became almost insatiable; which made Connie feel very desirable and therefore more accommodating to my sexual needs. A 'win-win' situation for both of us.

On the Thursday night I was checking out my Facebook site for the first time in weeks when I spotted that one of her friends had posted some pictures from the Hen Night. No wonder she'd received lots of attention! Connie's shirt was unbuttoned so that her tits were nearly falling out of her pink Wonderbra and her skirt was so short you could see her stocking tops and suspenders without her even bending over! In one picture she had one guy sticking his tongue in her ear while she smothered his friends' face with her tits! Her friends were just as lecherous in the other dozen or so pictures of them showing their arses and one of her friends sucking on a life like dildo! It certainly looked like they had had a really good time and the picture of Connie and the two guys really intrigued me....plus it helped me have another wank; fantacising about my darling wife with two horny rugby players!

In bed the following night Connie nearly choked when I mentioned (as casually as possible) that I'd seen the Facebook pictures. 

"You look like you had fun." I grinned as she blushed like a beetroot.

"I can explain." She stammered as she squirmed and quickly turned away from me. "I thought that you'd told me about everything that happened on Sunday night." I chuckled as I began stroking her nipple through her nightie.

"I did." Connie whispered as her nipple became erect.

"Are you sure?" I continued as my cock nudged against her buttocks. "There was a picture of you with.....two guys....and.....some of the comments under it were....well.....someone asked if their bedroom was bigger than yours." 

I began softly kissing her neck and rubbing my erection against her soft arse but Connie was now stiff with fear.

"I'd love to know how you would know if their bedroom was bigger than yours sweetheart." By now I'd lifted her nightdress up and was alternating stroking her tits with running my fingers through her hairy bush.

My wife slowly turned over until she was lying on her back. Her eyes were filled with tears.

"Something else happened....didn't it?" I asked as I kissed away the tears then gently placed her hand on my rock hard cock. "I've already had a couple of wanks thinking about them putting their hands up your skirt and you letting one of them play with your tits." I then kissed and licked her nipples. "Tell me everything babe....please."

Connie's hand gently stroked my shaft making me shiver with excitement.

"Are you sure?" She whispered as she sniffed back another tear.

"Oh yes!" I chuckled as I flicked my tongue across her nipples and gently teased her legs apart.

"As soon as we left the hotel in the afternoon guys were whistling and shouting at us." Connie's voice was barely audible but her fingers kept running along the blue veins on my dick.

"Every where we went guys were hitting on us and buying us drinks." She finally looked me in the eye as if asking if she should go on. "Even when I was a teenager I never got attention like that....it was....intoxicating!" Connie chuckled at using a 'big word'.

"Mmmmmm." I purred as my fingers stroked and tugged her bushy pubes. "I'm not surprised...you looked dead fucking sexy!"

"It was in the second or third bar that we....you know....relaxed....and let ourselves go." She was now resting on her side and had slightly opened her legs for me. "We were in the toilets when Marie hiked her skirt up and said something about 'Lets take a walk on the wild side!'"

I nodded as I peeled her pussy lips apart and ran my finger down her sticky slit.

"I thought 'why not for one night'....and hiked my skirt up too then loosened a couple of extra buttons on my shirt too." Her chest was becoming flushed now and her pussy even wetter. "I was drunk and...it was just meant to be....a laugh.....I didn't expect anything to....'happen'....you believe me don't you?"

"Of course." I lied and gently slid a finger into her love pot as her fingers wrapped around my dick and started sliding slowly up and down.

"Guys were all over us." My once shy wife grinned. "They were nearly fighting to buy us drinks and one of them was rubbing up against me.....you know....pretending to shag me from behind!" 

I automatically raised my eyebrows in surprise. 

"And I leaned forward and pressed back against him....pretending to......have an orgasm....you know like in 'When Harry met Sally'!"

Connie was a flirt ....but...... not like that normally.

"Everyone cheered.....it was the most amazing night of my life." Her face had lit up now and she had her left leg curled and raised for me to continue fingering her. 

"Then we moved onto another club-bar that had music playing and some of the guys had followed us and wanted to dance." She was in full flow now and obviously getting as turned on as I was with her confession. "When I danced I made sure my skirt lifted up and my....tits....jiggled." We both chuckled because that's my favourite 'game'....when she shakes or jiggles her tits. "Lyle loved it when I did that."

"Lyle?" I quizzed her.

"The two guys in the picture.....Lyle and Scott...from Scotland. They were on a Rugby club trip." Connie's eyes glazed over slightly at the memory.

"Nice guys? How old are they?" I innocently asked.

"Verrrryyy nice." Connie purred then giggled, "Lyle was 20 and Scott 22....I asked!"

"Then what happened?" I inquired as my balls began aching.

"It was on the dance floor that Lyle began playing with my suspenders and stockings. I think he was showing off to his friends....lifting my skirt up and stuff....but...." Connie hunched her shoulders and gave me her 'naughty girl' smile as she squeezed my cock very tight, "I didn't give a shit and let him."

"Then Scott barged in and wanted the next dance. He was very tall....even bigger than you ....he did the same....his hands were straight up my skirt......squeezing my arse.....even spanking it a little bit....telling me how naughty I was and how naughty schoolgirls should get spanked for showing their knickers on the dance-floor. I tried to shock him by saying something about 'was he man enough to spank me'. He lifted my skirt and gave me three hard slaps on the arse in front of everyone!" 

"What did you do then?" I asked incredulously as I stuffed her twat with a second finger. 

"I put my arms around his neck and kissed him." Connie giggled again. "Then he put his hand up the front of my skirt as we slow danced and......"

"AND?????" I gasped as I felt my balls tighten.

"He tried to finger me! A great big farmers finger; but I kept moving -- twisting away and stuff so he couldn't get it in....but it felt...you know....well you wouldn't...but.....so very naughty." 

"In fffffront of everybody?" I stammered.

"Well.....it was dark....but......Marie was watching us." Connie was grinding onto my fingers now and thankfully her strokes had slowed down on my dick.

"Then what happened?" I garbled as I started thinking about Hilary Clinton in my attempt to stop cumming too soon.

I finally pushed him away and went back to the bar." Connie's chest was now heaving and her nipples were like diamonds.

"Then what?" I repeated......Hilary was now starting to look very sexy!

"He followed and bought me a cocktail....then told me he wanted to take me back to his hotel."

"And?" My balls were vibrating now at the thought of my wife going back to a hotel room with a handsome young stud.

Connie shrugged her shoulders and curled her lip. "I couldn't....really.....I wanted to.....but....I couldn't." Her eyes misted over again as she re-lived the moment she turned the young stud down. "I really really wanted to....."

"Oooohhh...uuuggghhh." My spunk poured out all over my wifes hand.

"Hehehehehe....you're terrible!" Connie giggled as she looked at the warm jism and began rubbing it back into my shaft. "What would you have said if I had gone back to his hotel?" She turned her head away to avoid eye contact and whispered.

"I think...." I considered my next words very carefully, "it would have really turned me on."

"Really?" Connie looked me straight in the eye for confirmation.

"I think so......yes." I croaked back at her as she cranked my cock back to stiffness.

"Maybe next time then." She smiled a wicked smile.

I still wasn't 100% convinced that she hadn't gone back to the hotel like Greg had told us after the football match. 

"Did anyone actually..... stray?" I asked as my fingers curled deep inside her soaking twat.

"Apparently a couple of girls from Accounts did go back with some of Lyle and Scott's mates and had a bit of an orgy!" Connie giggled and sounded a little bit jealous.

"Oh." Was all I could think of to say.

Connie looked down at her spunk smeared hand and winked then twisted until she could open her knickers drawer. With her dry hand . After a quick fumble at the back she produced her 9 inch dildo and waved it in front of my face. 

A second later we were in a 69, Connie curled in a ball sucking my cock while I lapped at her dripping cunt juice and fucked her with the sex toy.

My head was spinning as I lapped at her honey pot. She hadn't been this wet for years....I was in Heaven and so was Connie as I licked and sucked on her clit and labia as I stroked and tugged her soft curly pubes. Connie really was a good cocksucker! Her tongue and lips alternated between feeling like silk and velvet to becoming a Dyson vacuum cleaner! Her fingers were all over my balls and shaft too.

"Use the toy." My wife panted as her tongue flicked across my aching cock. I tried to force it in but it was difficult with the best cocksucker in England deep throating my dick!

"Get on your knees!" I grunted with frustration.

Still with my cock in her mouth; Connie was on her knees in seconds. Her eyes flickered when I pressed the life like knob against her slippery slit. 

"Is this what you want?" I teased as it slid in with ease, "a big fucking cock up your twat while you're sucking a cock?" Talking dirty in bed really turned her on....I guess she's a bit submissive; but this was going to be a little bit different....I intended pushing the boundaries.

"Is it?" I asked again as I began fucking her with the plastic cock, "you love getting fucked at both ends; don't you?" 

She squeezed my shaft and nodded; without making eye contact.

Soon my left hand was pumping the toy in and out of her pussy as her sucking went up another level.

"Oohh...that's good.....you're a real dirty cocksucker...aren't you?" I would never dream of talking to her like this in real life but 'bedroom talk' gave us both a buzz and the right words at the right time never failed to bring her to orgasm if I was fingering her or she was riding me.

The toy was gliding in and out very very easily now (too easily?) as I continued my speech.

"Ooohh baby...imagine what it must be like getting fucked like this with two big real cocks....one in your mouth and.....one up your...." I waited a few seconds. Normally I'd say pussy or fanny or slot but tonight I was going to use the C word and see what her reaction was.

"Yes.....(gasp)....you sucking my cock and....and...somebody else fucking your.....sopping...cunt.....with his big cock!" There. I'd said it. There was a dramatic silence for nearly two seconds as I waited for her response. 

"Mmmmmm." Connie purred as she turned her head to face me and her fingers rubbed my shaft even faster while her tongue curled around my tingling knobhead. 

"Oh fuck!" She wasn't upset or angry.....my wife had actually purred and I swear she got even wetter as she sucked my cock even harder!

I carried on like this for 5 minutes or so......talking about all of the young guys in our pub wanting to fuck her......taking it in turns to fuck her and ram their cocks down her throat......maybe even two strangers picking her up in a nightclub and fucking her cunt inside out! hahaha! 

She was now moving her hips in time with my dildo fucking and had let my cock slip out of her mouth so she could rub it across her face and tits....just the way I like.

"Faster." She panted. My wrist was soon a blur and with a well practiced flick of my thumb I finally switched the toy on.

"Oh SHIT! Yes!" Connie gasped. We both knew it wouldn't be long now.

"Get my fucking cock back in your fucking mouth." I grunted as I desperately tried to tighten my balls and not cum too soon. I wanted this to last forever.. 

"That's the way.... you dirty fucking cocksucker ...fill your mouth with it while some stranger fucks your cunt!"

"Ugh....ugh!" Connie grunted as her fingers rubbed her clit while I pounded her cunt with 9 inches of vibrating plastic and began moving my hips so I could fuck her mouth.

"Open your fucking throat!" I was now nearly in a frenzy as I fucked her mouth, "I'm going to fill your fucking mouth with hot spunk.....while...."

Connie was trembling now as her fingers rubbed her clit to orgasm and the dildo was disappearing inside her belly.

"Ooh....oh....ugh....ugh.....FUCK...FUCK....FUCK ....YES!" I yelped as I emptied a cup full of hot seed down my wifes' throat at exactly the same time as she squealed and cried out with a loud orgasm of her own. 

I pulled the toy out with a sloppy plop, switched it off then dropped it on the floor before facing my beautiful sweating wife.

"WOW." I whispered as I tried to inflate my lungs. "WOW.....how good was that?" 

"One of the best ever." Connie whispered back as she clung to me like a limpet.

It was basically now or never for me.

"Didn't you mind when I......" I stumbled over the words, "when I...used the C word and...and talked about.....other guys fucking you?"

Still with her eyes closed Connie smiled and kissed my chest. "No....not really....it...it..." her voice was barely audible, "turned me on a bit."

"A bit?" "A lot.... then." She quietly whispered and pressed her warm tits against my chest.

After a few minutes of basking in the afterglow of our love Connie whispered.

"Where you serious...you know...when.....I told you about....in the club....and....those guys....and....if I'd.....you know....actually....... you know?"

"Yes." I instantly replied. "Really?" Connie whispered and kissed my neck.

"Why?" I whispered as my heart began thumping again. "Is there something that you want to tell me?"

There was a deafening silence for a few seconds then Connie huskily told me; "No...just.....the thought of....you know.....two guys...actually....you know......it...it....really turns me on."

"Fucking hell!" I gasped. "Me too."

We looked into each others twinkling eyes.....my fantasy might actually be about to come true.

"With me?" I asked virtually silently for fear of getting the wrong answer.

"I guess so." Connie looked disappointed at my question.

I quickly interjected, "Or have you got someone else in mind?"

A thin smile parted her luscious lips. "Oh! You think....the guys from the Club?" Then she giggled. "No no no.....after coming so close....with them....I just....would...love to...you know...try it....once."

"Do you want me to.....arrange something?" I panted as I could hardly breathe with excitement.

Connie nodded. "But nobody that we know."

It took ages to get to sleep as I planned and unplanned who to ask and what we could do and where.

Over the next couple of days I asked over and over again if she was happy doing this and after plenty of assurances and a small set of rules I set about my task.

She'd set me a helluva challenge....a threesome with someone that we didn't know; possibly including me but possibly not but I definitely had to be in the vicinity! 


(Take) a Walk on the Wild Side Ch. 01



I spent an inordinate amount of time over the next week thinking, planning and researching my challenge. Obviously this wasn't hard work! We didn't make love at all during this stage...but we had sex -- sweaty sex every night.

On the Friday night after our daughter went to bed I told my wife that I'd joined a couple of Swingers sites on the web and had found a relatively discrete Swinging Club about 60 miles away that looked perfect. 

We instantly fired up my PC and I showed her the site. Within five minutes Connie had agreed to visit the Magpie Club the following Saturday night. Under the pretense of a colleagues Engagement party that would necessitate a stay in a hotel my mother agreed to let my daughter stop over and we would collect her on the Sunday afternoon.

The 50 mile journey from my parents to the hotel was driven in virtual silence; but we just kept grinning at each other. As soon as we'd checked in we hit the bar. My first pint went down without touching the sides! Connie had a glass of white wine and I sipped my second pint as we chatted like teenagers on a first date.

We agreed to go for dinner first then onto the Magpie Club for about 9 o'clock. At 6.30 I was fastening my belt when the bathroom door opened and Connie made her appearance. I was stuck for words as she posed and postured in the doorway. She'd bought a new outfit including underwear but had kept them as a surprise for me.

"Wow!" I mouthed. My 32 year old wife looked like an ultra sexy vixen. She was wearing a floaty black and red wrap-over dress that ended about 3 inches above her knees and had a spectacular plunging neckline that a man could get lost in. To compliment this she was wearing very sexy 4 inch red stilettos and, when she turned around, black silk seamed stockings.

"Is this appropriate?" Connie asked rhetorically as she applied another coat of bright red lipstick to her luscious lips .

"I'm not sure I want to go out now!" I grinned like a man who'd just won the Lotto.

"Well you might not but I certainly do and may well go by myself!" She giggled as she finished a glass of gin and tonic from the mini-bar.

In the lift Connie suggested having another quick drink in the bar before we ventured out to look for a restaurant. At first I thought she may be backing out; now that we had left the safety of our hotel bedroom; but I couldn't have been more mistaken. She slinked around the bar until she finally found an empty table in full view of a group of men in Tuxedos waiting for a taxi. As she sat down her dress flapped open accidentally giving the men a flash of stocking top and suspender. When an elderly man caught her eye and smiled Connie just raised her eyebrows as if the glimpse of stocking top was the most natural thing in the world.

"Did you see the way they were looking at me?" Connie chuckled when I eventually joined her.

"What did you expect dressed like that?" I chuckled with nerves.

"Even if we don't....you know....actually....do it....It's going to be fun night; isn't it?" My wife cheekily smiled as she ran her bright red fingernails down the back of my hand.

After finishing our drinks and Connie receiving even more admiring glances we left the hotel to find a restaurant. It was quite breezy and as we crossed the road her dress blew up and open giving a bunch of lads standing smoking outside a pub doorway a perfect view of her stocking tops and underwear. They cheered and clapped and some even called out for us to join them but Connie just smoothed her dress and carried on walking. I was impressed. 

We chose a small Italian restaurant and the waiters were very very attentive taking every opportunity to look down her dress at her Wonderbra enhanced breasts.

Connie was in her element and I felt amazingly proud of her and got more and more turned on as the night progressed. We finished our meal at 8.15.

"What do you want to do now?" I nervously asked. "Go for another drink?"

A mischievous grin lit up my wife's face. "Not on your life! Let's do it....let's take that walk on the wild side!" 

We silently clung to each other for 5 minutes at the side of the road while we waited for a taxi to stop. Eventually one did and it was my turn to get a great view as Connie bent forward to get into the cab and her dress rode up giving me a perfect view of her sexy seamed stockings, suspenders and transparent black knickers. Judging from the grin on the drivers face he must have got a good look down the front of her dress too.

When I told the driver where we wanted to go he winked as if to tell me he knew exactly where it was.

I don't know why but I was surprised that the Magpie Club was in a run down part of town near the docks; but when we pulled up outside it was just like on the website -- a big old pub-hotel with a gated car park and a set of steps up to the front door. 

I typed in the 4 digits that I'd selected when I'd joined on line and the door swung open.

"It's your last chance to back out." I nervously told my beautiful wife.

She curled her lips to let me know she was getting annoyed with my questions, then cocked her head towards the light. 

As soon as we were inside we were greeted by the Clubs' owner Ben who took us into a small room to explain how the club was run: there was a bar and drinks were included in the price but no one was allowed to get drunk. When a woman says 'no' it's a definate 'no'. Casual attire was permitted in the two large downstairs lounges but anyone going into the side rooms or upstairs was expected to undress -- pants or a towel for men 'absolutely anything' for the ladies! All bags and personal items were to be kept in the lockers provided at all times (to stop people taking sneaky photos or using drugs!) and ladies would be given a transparent bag to keep lipstick or cigarettes in.

Apart from that one of the Maids would show us around and answer any more questions that we might have. He then went to the door and asked someone to join us. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when the 'Maid' walked into the room. 

'She' was over six feet tall and wearing a full French Maid's outfit with fishnet stockings and frilly knickers but....'she' was obviously a 'he' and must have been in his sixties and was wearing full makeup and a blonde wig.

"This is Miss Sixty your maid for the evening." Ben introduced us. I stood up and shook his hand. 

"Hello." He greeted me with a voice three octaves lower than Barry White. He then took us into the lounge and introduced us to the 6 couples and three single men that were sitting chatting in various stages of undress; then he went to get us our drinks.

Suddenly I felt very nervous and was wondering if we were doing the right thing but Connie immediately made herself at home chatting with the other women who told her about the different things that went on in the Club. My wifes' dress kept accidentally flapping open and I noticed that she was deliberately bending forward so the men could get a good eyeful of her magnificent chest.

I on the other hand struggled to make conversation and contented myself with checking out the other members. Connie was by far the youngest person in the room and certainly the prettiest. The two single guys Fred and Perry were about my age but everyone else appeared to be late 40's through to about 60. A couple of the men were quite fit looking but the others had beer bellies and the women were similar....mostly being 'quite rounded' and 'fuller figured'.

"Would you like to see the other rooms?" Miss Sixty asked as we finished our drinks.

"Ooh yes please!" Connie giggled and clapped her hands.

"I'll take you into the changing room and arrange lockers for your clothes." Miss Sixty told us in a matter of fact manner.

Connie was so keen she was virtually out of her dress before we'd left the lounge, I was a bit slower but thanked my lucky stars that I'd chosen a good pair of CK boxer shorts to wear. She was soon in her element as we wandered around the club with Miss Sixty looking into the different rooms and seeing an assortment of people indulging in a variety of sexual activities. Her high heels were making her teeter a she walked and her tits and arse bounced in time; making her attract a lot of attention from women as well as men as we wandered around the club. 

Most of the rooms had a bead curtain in the doorway to allow people to look inside but there were also 2 or 3 with proper doors and 'do not disturb' signs hanging on the handle. There was a Jacuzzi room, a pole dancing room, a few with beds in that people were rolling around on, one room where a woman was using a huge purple dildo in front of a mixed audience that where fondling each other. There was even an open toilet. I was amazed at Connie's response -- she stopped and looked in each room and waved and said 'hi' to anyone that was there. When were standing outside a room where two women and three men were romping on a bed I swear Connie pressed her thighs together as she ran her hand across the front of her pants when she saw the woman with the purple dildo. I was awestruck as we walked around but my wife was all questions 'is everyone married', ''do you have to use condoms', 'can anyone join in?', 'are there any limits?' 'what's the toilet for'? and loads more.

Miss Sixty answered all of her questions insisting that the Club advised the use of condoms but it was always left up to the individual woman whether she wanted to use them or not; but the Club supplied a variety of types and sizes in bowls in every room. If someone was 'on a bed' you had to be invited by a participant to join them otherwise you were welcome to watch. It was expected that people would 'get together' in the Lounge then visit a room. As everyone was here to have sex in one way or another Miss Sixty told Connie not to get embarrassed if someone bluntly asked her 'for a fuck or a suck'...which made her giggle again; but if she didn't fancy someone just to say something like "can I think about that?" or just "no thanks" and people won't get offended. The toilet was for people who liked 'water sports' -- which made Connie curl her lip; but there was also a hole in the wall next to it; known as a 'Gloryhole' for men to stick their dicks through and get sucked off anonymously.

"God! This place is amazing!" Connie squealed with delight when Miss Sixty left us to get more drinks. "I can't wait to.....do.....something!"

"What do you want to do first?" I croaked through a dry mouth.

"Can I...." She screwed her face up in deep thought like a small kid in a toy shop, "can I....pole dance?"

"Of course you can." I told her; half relieved that dancing was all she wanted to do.

Miss Sixty met us on the stairs with our drinks then led us into the pole-dancing room where a tall skinny woman with pierced nipples and only wearing a tiny pink g-string and heals was already dancing in front of 8 or 9 men and women who were cheering her on. She slid up and down the pole with grace and even managed to wrap her legs around it and dangle upside down for a moment or two. 

Connie stared intently at the 'competition' as she sipped her green cocktail.

"Are you going on the podium next?" a chubby Scottish guy asked her.

"Would you like me too?" She purred into his face making him blush. "Och aye.....I surely would.!" He gulped as the music finished. 

Connie handed me her empty glass and was on the podium in a flash. She slowly twirled around the pole, occasionally squatting and bending forwards and backwards in time with the music. When she did this I spotted; as did just about everybody else how wet she was.....her panties were absolutely soaked in the crotch area. As the music got faster so did her dancing.....she rubbed her tits against the pole and kicked her legs in the air then indulged in more erotic squatting and touching her toes. As the music finished the room burst into spontaneous applause. 

As soon as she stepped off the low stage she grabbed my wrist and grinned, "Can I try the Gloryhole thing next....please?"

Who was I to stop her? She was in Heaven already and I was loving the looks and comments that she'd been receiving and now she was going to live out one of my fantasies.....actually sucking another guy's cock in front of me.

Connie nearly ran up the stairs two at a time which got her even more admiring glances as the club began filling up and the clothes began coming off.

The 'toilet' was empty when we reached it. 

"What do I do?" She giggled. I shrugged my shoulders.

Thankfully Miss Sixty was close by and told her to sit on the bowl then 'waggle her fingers through the hole' until someone responded.

Connie slipped into the room without a backward glance then turned and sat on the toilet. She gave me a cheeky smile then waggled her fingers through the hole.

"Are you sure that you want to watch?" Miss Sixty asked me.

"Yes thanks." Was all I could muster.

Standing outside the toilet I could see into the adjoining room where two women were a tangle of flabby flesh in a 69 on the bed using dildos on each other in front of 6 oldish guys and a couple of slightly younger women who were pulling on their cocks. 

One man nudged another two when he saw the fingers through the hole. They grinned at each other and the oldest one (good looking but in his late 60's with silver hair and a goatee beard) stroked her fingers which made her recoil. She immediately looked at me for guidance.

I nodded and smiled for her to carry on. She giggled then stroked the fingers again with her bright red fingernails. The old man poked his stiffening 5 inches through the gap and said something to his friends. Connie grinned at the sight of the cock then bent forward to kiss the tip as she ran her red fingernail along the shaft. My heart was in my mouth at this stage. Connie curled her fingers around the stubby shaft and pulled the foreskin back revealing a bright purple knob. 

It was too late to stop for either of us now as Connie kissed the knob then opened her mouth and began sucking the cock.

"Fucking Hell!" A voice next to me gasped; "it's the fucking young lovely that was dancing downstairs!" Another couple of men scurried out of the bedroom to get a look at my wife sucking their friends' cock.

"Fucking Hell!" The first man laughed, "I'm next. She's fucking gorgeous!" By now there were 7 people jockeying for position in the doorway next to me and I was being gently elbowed and pushed by men and women desperate to watch my wife in action. At one stage an erect cock brushed against my thigh which made me a little bit uncomfortable. 

Connie was soon oblivious to the crowd that was enjoying her show and had her hands pressed against the wall; swallowing the cock with ease. After a minute or two she must have felt it twitch because she spat it out and began frantically rubbing it until it spewed cum onto her tits and bra. 

Proud of herself she turned to see my reaction with a twinkle in her eyes as she squeezed the last drops onto her expensive bra; then gasped; "Oh my God!" when she saw her audience. She put her hand to her mouth in mock horror when she saw the crowd in the doorway. The flaccid cock was immediately replaced by a longer thicker one through the Gloryhole. Connie gently stroked it and looked at me for guidance again. The grin on my face nearly split my head in two as I nodded to tell her to carry on. She shook it for a few seconds to get more blood into it then sucked it with relish. It was an amazing sight watching my wife make this strangers big cock bigger and bigger before my very eyes. It must have been about 7 inches long and thicker than my own cock and Connie was in her element, sucking stroking and face fucking this long anonymous cock.

I forced myself to look away and popped my head around the corner to see that it belonged to Ralph; Laurens husband that we had met earlier in the lounge. He was in his 60's and very distinguished and Lauren was in her late forties; he was abut 6ft 2 and built like a boxer and his wife was probably the next most attractive woman in the club after my own wife. They'd been coming here for nearly three years and she loved three and foursomes with men and Ralph liked watching her while getting sucked off. 

When I looked back Connie was now stroking herself through her panties while she sucked on Ralph's monster cock. 

"Would you like some help with that?" A grey haired man asked her amid chuckles from the others.

Connie's eyes were as wide as saucers as she smiled and nodded; never taking the fat cock from her mouth. The grey haired man soon knelt beside her and began squeezing her tits. When she didn't complain he dug his hands into the flesh and started mauling them, much to Connie's and her audiences' delight. With a glance in my direction the man smirked and slid his left hand down her stomach and started stroking her silk stockings while he fondled her tits with the other hand. Her head was now bobbing up and down on Ralph's cock like crazy as she parted her legs for the other man. The old man soon slid his hand between her thighs and began rubbing her pussy through the nylon in a see-saw motion making my wife's chest begin to heave as she quickly neared an orgasm. Just as I thought; she threw her head back and a deep low guttural groan filled the room to the guy next to my shoulders' amazement.

"What the fuck was that?" He asked no one in particular as Connie began shaking in the aftermath of her orgasm. "She's just cum." I nonchalantly told him.

"It looked like a good one!" A woman to my right chuckled. It was a good one and I hadn't made her react like that very much in the last few years.

Still smirking in my direction the man slid his hand inside the front of Connie's panties and began fingering her. I couldn't see how many fingers he had inside but judging by the look on her face it was more than one. 

Connie moved her head to continue where she'd left off with Ralph but a different smaller cock was now dangling through the hole. It didn't stop her and she swiftly covered it with her mouth and greedily began sucking on a third mans cock as the other man unfastened her bra and dropped it onto the floor before tickling and teasing her stiff nipples.

"O ooh sweetie." A woman whispered in my ear as she cupped my cock in her hands, "would you like Sheila and me to take care of this for you?"

I must have looked stunned but she just squeezed it harder.

"Come with us and have some fun while wifey has hers." She told me as she patted my bum and led me along the corridor to any empty room with a huge mirror at the end of a king size bed. 

"I'm Carla and this is Sheila." The woman told me as she pointed for me to lie on the bed; which I did.

Both women looked older than me. Carla was about 5 feet 4 and had huge tits and an arse to match. Shelia was taller and had obviously had a boob job at some time; as they defied gravity as she tottered along the passage on 5 inch heels. Both women were wearing hold up stockings and French knickers. 

I still hadn't said a word when they lay down either side of me on the bed. Both women began rubbing their tits across my face in a well practiced movement; then I felt their hands stroke my cock through my shorts.

"Shhhhh sweetie and just enjoy yourself." Sheila whispered as I felt my shorts being pulled down. Their tits were smothering me but if I had to die this was as good a moment as any......being smothered by two pairs of huge tits while getting my cock wanked! It was the weirdest sensation in the world as they rubbed their tits all over my face; Carla's tits were big and soft like two velvet cushions but Sheila's felt like two ripe watermelons as they slapped me silly.

I suddenly took my eyes off the action in front of me when I saw movement at the door. . My stomach turned at the prospect of two couples watching me but my balls told me just to grin and bare it!




(Take) a Walk on the Wild Side Ch. 01



Carla soon moved down the bed on all fours and began sucking my cock with her large arse only an inch or so from my face. After slapping my face for another minute or two with her whoppers Sheila joined her. I didn't know where to look......two gorgeous women were kissing and sucking my cock while I could see their shaved pussy's through the gaping legs of their French Knickers while the whole scene was being reflected on the mirror. Their cock sucking was amazing; one would suck me while the other would play with or suck my balls then they would change over after 30 seconds! 

With their arses swaying in front of my face I couldn't resist a squeeze of each; which made them both automatically part their legs. It would have been rude not to oblige them so I pulled their knickers down to their knees and began fingering them at the same time! First one finger each then two then three! God! They were sloppy!

There blow job was beginning to blow my mind and at one stage I was so hard I thought they were going to make it explode and I don't mean by cumming....but actually exploding! After watching my wife's show and now this I couldn't hold back much longer and when Carla began chewing my ball sack as Sheila swallowed my cock whole I felt the unmistakable buzz in my balls.

"I'm cumming!" I shouted as the fluid rose in my shaft. Sheila began rubbing my shaft as she concentrated on my bell-end and Carla virtually bit my balls off until I erupted into Sheila's mouth. Both women were experts and at exactly the same time slowed what they were doing to lingering squeezes until the last drops oozed onto her tongue. Satisfied that there was nothing left; Sheila lent forward and with her massive tits rubbing my semi-stiff cock she French kissed Carla -- swapping my spunk into her friends mouth! My stomach was turning somersaults....I couldn't believe my eyes. We lay like this for a few minutes until my curiosity got the better of me and I wanted to see what my wife was getting up to.

I left the women writhing on the bed rubbing their tits together and fingering each other. I was suddenly quite embarrassed as I bent over to pick up my discarded undies as the couples were still in the doorway. I turned my back to them and pulled my pants up and sheepishly made my way out of the room.

The club had filled up now and there were a lot more younger people around than earlier; some even younger than Connie I guessed. The women were all wearing sexy undies and high heels; the guys had pants on like me or towels around their waists. My eyes were darting everywhere: looking for my wife and also staring at all of the naked and semi-naked bodies wandering around the club. I don't know why but I was amazed at the amount of tattoos on display. It felt like I was the only person there without some form of ink marks on my body. Everyone was very friendly as I wandered around looking into a few rooms searching for Connie. Eventually I made my way to the bar. Thankfully Miss Sixty was there. I ordered a beer and asked if he'd seen my wife as I was getting concerned.

"Don't be." he winked as he handed me the glass. "She's being well taken care of in the Purple Room...on the first floor; along the corridor...turn right."

I nearly ran up the stairs two at a time in my haste. Sure enough at the end of the corridor was a purple padded door, but it was locked. My hand was shaking as I gulped down a mouthful of beer.

Two naked guys and a woman dressed in PVC walked out of the room next door; laughing and one said to the other, "Fucking hell.....she's a dirty fucker isn't she?" 

The room was dark and I could make out 3 or 4 other people at the far end looking through a window. As I approached I realised that it was a two way mirror and they were watching my wife.....with 4 of the old men I'd seen earlier when she was in the 'Gloryhole' room.

Every one of them had grey hair and must have been over 60. My wife was on all fours on a circular bed sucking one guy as another held onto her hips and was fucking her doggy fashion. The bedclothes were dark purple and the walls purple too and there was a liquid wheel light show just like at a school disco. 

"What have I missed?" I croaked to the woman standing next to me.

"She's new here." The woman told me without taking her eyes off the action, "she seems to like old men....hahaha..... she's going to get fucked off them all!"

Connie's face was bright red and her hair looked matted; possibly with sweat but more likely spunk.

A man who's top half was covered in tattoos chuckled; "This is her second tag team and she's fucking loving it."

"SECOND? FUCKING SECOND? WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?" I screamed inside my head. The man fucking her was now slapping her arse and she wasn't stopping him. Then another old man with a pot belly knelt beside her head and offered her his cock to suck too. My darling wife just lifted her head and let him try to get a second cock into her mouth.

As I scanned the room she was in I recognised Ralph and the old guy that had fingered her to orgasm standing watching the action. Even slack Ralph's cock looked bigger than mine and the other guy had some kind of rubber band around his balls.

The man fucking her soon withdrew and pushed one of the others out of the way so he could cum in her mouth....which she gratefully received.

The next man to fuck her appeared to ask her to lie on her back then said something else. Connie rolled over and with her legs facing the mirror pulled them up until her knees were either side of her tits. The man got on his knees and bent forward until he caught her legs on his shoulders and eased into her. His flabby arse was soon going like a train and I could see Connie's face contorted with both pleasure and pain as he fucked her rigid. Soon a man lay beside her and fed his semi-erection into her mouth. She tried to suck it but the guy fucking her was pumping so hard she could hardly catch her breath.

Suddenly the old man froze then began slowly grinding his hips as he finished his orgasm.

Shit! I hadn't seen him put a condom on.

The man eased backwards and slowly let her lags flop onto the bed. Ralph moved towards her and said something that made her smile. She looked at him and he nodded. Connie then raised her knees until her arse was slightly off the bed and with a slight press onto her pubic area she made the spunk ooze out of her pussy. Which made the men in her room chuckle and laugh; but my room was full of heavy breathing as two guys shot their lot at the sight of my wife's cunt dripping an old mans cum.

Ralph then spoke to a short fat bald man with a tiny cock who eagerly ran around the bed and pushed his face against Connie's dripping cunt. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head as he lapped up the cream and nibbled on her clit. 

"The dirty fucker!" The tattooed guy chuckled.

Ralph was now standing next to Connie and began slapping her face with his big fat floppy cock. She opened her mouth but he teased her; much to everyone's delight by moving it just out of reach of her luscious lips. Even Connie was laughing as she tried to catch it. Eventually he climbed onto the bed and squatted over her face to drop his cock into her mouth; just like a porn star. Ralph was fantastically fit as he moved up and down fucking her mouth and throat while the other old man ate his cream pie at the other end. I and only I could tell that my wife was close to cumming again as she tugged on her nipples and ran her high heels down the mans back. Sure enough she soon began to shake slightly but Ralph didn't take his cock out of her mouth making her gag a little but she didn't put up any kind of struggle.

Satisfied at making my young wife have an orgasm the fat man moved off the bed licking his lips. He was soon followed by a tall skinny guy covered in Celtic tattoos with shoulder length grey hair and a fairly long fat cock; about the same length as Ralph's; who immediately lifted one of her legs into the air and onto his shoulder then plunged his pink dagger deep into her stretched slit. From this position everyone in both rooms could see all 7 inches sliding in and out of her frothy cunt. 

My own balls were aching now and my cock as hard as iron as I watched Ralph face fuck my wife and another big cock try to stretch her cunt beyond recognition.

I was an amazing sight as Ralph stood up and his long cock slowly appeared out of my wifes throat and lips. 

Ralph said something to the tattooed guy that made them all laugh as he pulled his cock out of her stretched cunt. Both men and another knelt beside Connie and began wanking over her face and tits. Connie's fingers were a blur as she rubbed her clit and I could see her talking to the guys at the same time. Suddenly the tattooed guy shot his load in two long spurts onto her tits then the third hairy guy did the same. Ralph was wanking furiously as my wife appeared to be urging him to cum on her face. He did...strand after long strand. Onto her face and into her gaping mouth. Connie came at virtually the same time by slipping three fingers into her sloppy twat as her fingers rubbed her clit. Eyes and legs wide open she lay motionless for a moment or two then squashed her tits together until the spunk squeezed out of the gap. At Ralph's command the fart man eagerly licked her tits and face clean.

My balls were now aching as the light changed to normal in the 'purple room'. Their time was up and the men quickly filed out leaving Connie and Ralph sitting side by side on the bed. I couldn't tell what he was saying but he looked quite arrogant and she looked a little bit coy as she cleaned herself with some tissues.

I soon made my way to their room and stood in the doorway. Ralph looked up and winked. "Did you enjoy that?" He asked. I responded by shrugging my shoulders. When he left the room Connie threw her arms around me and kissed me full on the lips.

"Sweetie....this is just the best place and the most fun I've ever had!" She giggled as we clung onto each other.

"Have you ...been ok?" I nervously asked her, "you know......nobody has...you know.....has everything been ok?"

"Ok?" She looked astounded, "it's been the best night of my life...if you know what I mean!"

With Connie smelling of stale spunk and only wearing her suspender belt stockings and shoes we made our way down to the lounge for one more drink. As we passed people on the stairs men openly felt her tits and arse making my wife smile back in acknowledgment. 

We had our drink and chatted about what we'd both got up to during the evening. It was apparent that Connie had enjoyed herself more than I had as she made me promise to bring her back the next week!

We actually waited two weeks and soon became eager members -- especially Connie. But that....as they say...is another story!



(Take) a Walk on the Wild Side Ch. 02



# This may or may not be my last ever erotic story. Although my circumstances have changed for the better I have finally run out of ideas; apart from a possible part III to this story! # Love from Amy XX

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The days after our night at the Swingers Club were weird; Connie and I didn't talk about what had happened until the Tuesday night after we'd fucked and sucked each other to another to a standstill for the third night in a row.

While we were getting our breath back I asked Connie if she wanted to go back to the Magpie Club. I pretty much knew the answer but felt that she was demurely waiting for me to bring up the subject. 

Still panting for breath she turned her head away from me; then whispered, "Are you sure you would want to go back? After.....after what.....I......did....on Saturday?"

I chuckled and moved into the spoons position just as my todger began to twitch again. 

"Jesus; Connie.....that's WHY I want to go back!" I giggled and nudged my stiffening dick between her arse cheeks. She turned her head as she parted her thighs.

"But.......what if I......lose control again?" She hesitantly asked as tears welled up in her eyes.

"I want you to lose control again." I giggled as I cupped her sweaty tit and began willing my cock to get hard again. "You've seen how turned on I've been this week.....watching you get fucked so many times was..... fucking amazing!" 

"Really?" She sounded astonished as she rolled her hips and began grinding against my still soft cock.

"We didn't even fuck this often before we were married!" I laughed and squeezed her tit quite firmly, "Of course I enjoyed watching you getting roasted!"

As usual I couldn't actually get hard enough to fuck my wife a second time so played with her stiff clitoris until she had her third orgasm of the night, as I reminder her of all the dirty things she had done at the Swingers Club.

We spent the next two days frantically trying to get a babysitter that wouldn't ask too many questions about a late night out -- which ruled out my mother! No one was available or willing to stay so late on a Saturday. We were both absolutely gutted. 

Instead we ordered a take-away; drank copious amounts of red wine and watched and read loads of porn on the internet. I nearly wore the batteries out on Connie's vibrater as she sucked me dry and I fucked her silly with her sex toy; but it wasn't the real thing and I knew Connie wanted cock; real cock....and lots of them. I had to organise something for the following week...or else she'd explode with sexual frustration. 

It took some arranging but we finally persuaded my sister to let her teenage daughter Rose, to stay the night and look after our daughter after spinning a spurious yarn about visiting friends quite a long way away. It was to cost us £25, a pizza and the promise that we would be home by 2am. 

To aid her already rampant libido I suggested a vow of abstinence from Thursday night so she would be even more sexually ravenous. I was a little disappointed; but the prospect of watching my wife at the Magpie Club after two and a half days without sex more than made up for it.

Everything went according to plan and my 16 year old niece duly arrived on time. We left Rose to order Pizza as we got dressed. Connie wouldn't let me see her new underwear and got dressed after I used the bedroom. When she finally appeared in the hallway I gasped with delight. My darling wife was wearing her short cream Macintosh that ended about three inches above her knees and with the belt pulled tight highlighting her curvaceous body. I had to look twice because I couldn't see a skirt or dress, just black fishnets and a pair of really tarty red platform shoes from Top Shop. Her hair was swept forward onto her face in and she was sporting scarlet lipstick on her pouting lips. 

My hand was slapped away when I tried to open the Mac to check if she was wearing a skirt.

"Ooh! You look fantastic!" Rose gulped when she saw her Auntie; "Where are you going dressed like that?"

We told her the agreed white lie and made our way to the Magpie Club. As soon as I pulled the car off the drive Connie unfastened her coat to reveal that she was only wearing tarty red nylon underwear -- no dress or outer clothes! Connie soon became more and more agitated the nearer we got; constantly squirming in the passenger seat; fighting the urge to put her hand between her legs to relieve the tension. 

I parked the car behind the Club and with a huge intake of air punched my special code number into the entry system. As the door opened I looked at Connie who was looking quite anxious.

"Are you okay?" I nervously asked.

She nodded and gave me a thin smile before pushing the door open. Once inside a chubby transvestite dressed as Marilyn Monroe approached us and asked for our membership card. Satisfied we were fully paid up members he/she took the bottle of vodka from me and offered us drinks as he/she took Connie's coat. My heart was in my mouth as 7 or 8 people watched my wife slide out of her coat and stand nonchalantly in the entrance lobby of the club just wearing a cheap transparent red nylon bra and panties with a matching suspender belt holding up her black fishnet stockings. She looked like a 2-bob tart and I loved her more at that moment than at any other time in our lives. When she took her glass of wine I spotted that her pubes were completely bald beneath the red nylon knickers.

We moved into the bar as Connie gulped down her large Vodka and Orange much to the amusement of Marilyn who instantly brought her another. 

We were soon in conversation with a couple called Sonny and Cheryl. Sonny was shorter than me; mixed race with lots of tattoos and a big fat belly. His wife was tall and skinny with huge false boobs and bleached blonde hair with lots of tacky jewellery. Sonny was showing us his tattoos when Ralph and Lauren appeared. They greeted us like long lost friends and both hugged and kissed Connie; with Ralph openly squeezing her arse. 

The six of us chatted for a few minutes and after a third Vodka in half an hour Connie visibly relaxed with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. Ralph was soon whispering in Connie's ear making it clear that he'd enjoyed his time with her on our last visit and was now looking forward to another night of passion. As Connie was already only wearing her underwear Lauren suggested that she and Cheryl go upstairs and 'get ready for action.' Connie needed the loo and left with the other two girls, closely followed by Ralph who was rubbing his hands with unbridled glee; leaving me with Sonny who talked about his tattoo shop and some of the work he did. 

"Ta da!" Lauren giggled as the three women made their entrance 5 minutes later, pouting and dancing in their sexy underwear to the delight of the dozen or so men around me. Cheryl was wearing a leopard print Basque, matching briefs, black seamed nylons and black heels; I hadn't noticed previously but both of her nipples were pierced and had gold rings through them. Lauren was only wearing black silk French knickers and patterned black hold-ups. My eyes were only on my wife. She was beyond stunning.....in a slutty kind of way, compared to the other two women. She later told me she felt exactly how she looked -- cheap and slutty. 

Ralph was stood in the middle with his arms around Connie and Cheryl running his hands all over their tits and arses making the girls giggle and writhe. 

"If you gentlemen don't mind," Ralph chortled, "I shall repair to a boudoir with these ladies to get the evening off to a good start. You are welcome to follow and watch." 

Connie's eyes were twinkling and she began rubbing her tits against the older man while suggestively licking a gold ring in his nipple; Cheryl soon followed my wife's lead as Lauren rubbed her tits against Connie's back and slid her hand down the front of my wife's pants. Connie didn't flinch. A moment or two later the foursome were running upstairs two at a time with Ralph and Lauren slapping the younger women's arses on the way. 

I stayed in the bar with Sonny admiring the view as a series of women pole danced and a chubby middle-aged couple snogged on a sofa in the corner. After 10 minutes or so I wandered into the changing room and put my clothes into a locker and nonchalantly wandered around the rooms.....desperately looking for Connie. It took a couple of rooms but I found them. Ralph was lying naked on the bed with the three women writhing on top of him; stroking, kissing and fingering each other while taking it in turns to suck his cock.

My balls immediately began to ache and my cock sprung to life in my new black boxers as Connie looked like she was in her element as Lauren had her head between her legs and was lapping at my wife's cunt through her nylon panties. She in turn was suckling on Cheryl's plastic tits and fingering her while she was sucking the old man's long cock. Ralph cheekily waved me into the room when he saw me. I shook my head and grinned. I didn't want to interfere with their fun.

Cheryl raised her head off the cock and the women all changed positions. Connie lunged at the vacant cock and began hungrily sucking it as Lauren pulled her panties to one side and lapped at my wifes' freshly shaven slit. My wife quickly raised her knee to accommodate the other woman's face between her legs. Not to be left out Cheryl sat on Ralphs face and sexily played with the other women's tits. 

I was soon desperate for relief as my balls felt like coconuts. I turned away only to find Sonny behind me with only a small towel wrapped around his waist. His body was nearly all covered in brightly coloured tattoos and he too had both nipples pierced. 

"Fucking great. Eh?" He winked at me. I smiled and nodded. "I fucking love all that lezza stuff....fucking love it!" He continued. Unable to speak I smiled again. 

"I'm fucking joining in." He gleefully told me as he rubbed his hands together, "your missus looks a right fucking fuck-bucket!" Then he winked and smirked; "Aren't you going to have a pop?"

"No." I faintly told him, "I'm happy watching." My stomach turned as the words left my mouth; but it was true. After only two nights I knew that watching my wife having sweaty anonymous sex with virtual strangers was 'my thing'. 

My new fat, tattooed friend was now man handling Connie on the bed between Cheryl and Ralph. My once demure wife just grinned and immediately pulled his towel off to reveal a bloody big cock. Connie raised her eyebrows and wrapped both hands around the thickening shaft. Sonny began mauling her tits through the cheap red nylon and chewing on her stiff nipples as she wanked him with two hands. Lauren and Cheryl were now in a full embrace either side of Ralph who was stroking Connie between her legs. It was an amazing sight.

Sonny soon grabbed her hair and pulled her head down until his cock was rubbing against her face. He looked over at me standing in the doorway and winked then tightened his grip on her hair until she opened her mouth then he jerked forward until his fat cock made my wife gag and try to recoil. Still smirking at me he pulled her back into place with her mouth fully impaled on his cock. He made an 'angry face' and began rocking back and forth fucking her mouth as she took her weight on her wrists. Now on all fours Ralph slid a finger or two inside her red panties and straight into her cunt. She wriggled her hips until she was comfortable then let the two men abuse her.

I was in voyeuristic Heaven as Ralph began licking Cheryl's pussy as he fingered Connie who was sucking Sonny's dick while he fingered Lauren who was still kissing and sucking Cheryl's pneumatic tits. I was nonchalantly stroking my dick through my cotton boxers; desperately trying to not make myself cum too soon; but it was difficult as the scenario in the bedroom played out for nearly five minutes before Cheryl and Lauren got a bit bored and moved off the bed. Connie appeared more than happy to continue but Sonny looked like he was expected to stop at the same time as his wife. All five kissed and cuddled as the men covered their groins with towels and they all filtered out of the room. Connie's eyes were sparkling like diamonds when she kissed me on the lips. 

"What do you want to do now?" She excitedly asked me.

"Whatever you want; Sweetheart." I whispered as she hugged me. "This is your place; not mine." 

She smiled then wrinkled her nose like she did when we first met and shrugged her shoulders.

"How about the Glory Hole room?" Connie smiled. I nodded and led her to the room, which was conveniently empty. Five seconds later she was sucking on a fat anonymous cock. I flitted between the two rooms watching Connie suck four different cocks and the room next door where the men where. It was outstanding seeing the men's reactions as my darling wife tried to deep throat them and especially when they spunked into her mouth or onto her tits. I felt dirty and elated in equal measures. Soon a woman in her sixties was itching to take Connie's place 

"I love you!" Connie chuckled before kissing me on the lips and pushing her spunk covered tongue into my mouth. 

Suddenly a familiar voice cackled, "Come on sexy!" As Sonny grabbed Connie's arse, "The big fella tells me you like the old pole dance!" 

"Should I?" My wife giggled. I smiled and nodded. The next thing I saw was Sonny jiggling her tits as they both scurried down the stairs giggling like naughty school kids.

I wandered around the upstairs rooms for half an hour watching people of all ages cavorting in as many different ways as their bodies would allow. But all I really wanted to do was see what my gorgeous wife was up to.

The lounge area was busier than I'd expected so I went to the bar and ordered a cola; scanning the room for Connie. I eventually saw her sitting on an Asian guys' lap in an armchair in the corner with an arm around his neck and her leg curled over the side meaning that her legs were spread wide apart; giving him ample room to stroke her obviously soaking pussy through the nylon of her panties. Connie was laughing at something another Asian man said then took a big mouthful of vodka. As I took the scene in; I checked the Asian guy out. He was in his thirties, tall and very good looking with shoulder length thick black hair and a well manicured beard. He had two expensive looking gold chains around his neck and a watch that looked more expensive than our car. He was very hairy from his legs up through his stomach and across his chest; a bit like a brown Magnum PI; which must have turned Connie on the moment she set eyes on him. From his colour and features I guessed that he was Pakistani. Either side of the chair were two more Pakistani looking men; one older and one younger. The older one was quite tall and had grey flecked hair and a goatee beard. Like the seated guy he looked very fit with a flat stomach. The other chap was shorter and had a big belly that hung over his shorts. 

All four looked in good spirits with Connie giggling like a schoolgirl and playfully slapping the men as they teased her and playfully grabbed at her boobs. At one stage she made fun of the bearded man by bouncing on his lap and shaking her hair, pretending to have a 'When Harry Met Sally' moment. He responded by grabbing both tits at the same time and violently shaking them making Connie squeal with glee.

She gulped down the last of her drink then waved the empty glass at the chubby fellow. As he made his way next to me at the bar Connie whispered something into her new friend's ear. He grinned and grabbed her crotch, sliding a long finger past her panties and into her hole. She hardly noticed as she kept whispering.

Out of nowhere, Ralph and Sonny appeared at my side. 

"She's fucking insatiable, isn't she?" Ralph chuckled.

"I told him before," the tattooed Sonny chortled, "She's a right fucking fuck-bucket." I nervously smiled as he continued, "It looks like she's after a bit of curry sauce now." The two men laughed as I blushed. "Does she like a chocolate cock?" Sonny asked as he slapped my shoulder.

"She's never done anything like this before." I croaked through a dry throat. "It doesn't look like it!" Sonny tormented me and nudged me in the ribs with his elbow, "I bet you haven't got a clue how many cocks she's had when you are at work." Ralph smirked at Sonny's quip and I blushed.

"Who are they?" I asked as Connie began rubbing her arse in a circular motion on the Pakistani's crotch and stroking a bulge in the older man's underpants.

"Waqar has a few mobile phone shops and stuff." Ralph replied, "He tries to get here every couple of weeks and usually brings a couple of his managers -- as a reward or something." He grinned then looked across at my wife squirming on his friends' lap as he openly fingered her in front of everyone in the lounge. "It's a bit of an incentive scheme."

"Oh?" Was all I could manage in reply?

On the fat mans' return with her drink, Connie stood up and brazenly adjusted her knickers before she took her glass. Waqar was now standing next to her and took Connie's hand then winked across the room to Ralph as all four walked out of the lounge; presumably to find a vacant room.

"Off you go then." Ralph laughed and gave me a gentle push. I was virtually shaking with excitement as I followed at a discrete distance. All I could think was that I hoped that Connie would keep to our agreement and not go into any of the 'locked rooms'. It shames me that the agreement wasn't necessarily for her safety but so that I could watch whatever sex acts she got up to. 

At the top of the staircase I could see that they were waiting outside the Purple Room with the two way mirror. Connie had already dispensed with her bra and all three men were stroking and fiddling with her luscious body as she sipped her vodka and orange and occasionally stroked a stiff cock through their pants. 

After 10 minutes or so; the 5 previous occupants made their way past Connie and her 3 male friends who all had their hands inside her pants. 

I rushed into the neighbouring room to see 5 or 6 people watching through the window; so I politely edged my way to the left hand corner and could see Connie already on her knees fondling two of the Pakistani men's cocks while Waqar rubbed his long ebony cock across her smiling face. I was stunned at how big his cock was. I'd seen enough porn to know that black guys often have great big cocks but Pakistani guys? Waqar was waving a cock and half in front of Connie's face. It must have easily been 7 or 8 inches long and as thick as her wrist. My other surprise was how dark it was -- nearly black as it poked out from a forest of pubic hair. In a couple of seconds she was greedily sucking it and rubbing the other two cocks against her tits. All three men were joking and laughing as my wife acted like a cheap tart, sucking licking and fondling three Pakistani cocks. Satisfied that she was a willing slut, Waqar appeared to tell her to stand up and turn away from them. She complied; turning away from the men she leaned forward facing the mirror, resting her hands on the bed but keeping her legs straight. The wealthy Pakistani businessman slowly ran his brown hand up the inside of her fishnet covered legs three or four times until he finally rested his long thick fingers against her pussy. Connie was grinning like the Cheshire Cat as Waqar said something to make her widen her stance, then immediately threw her head back as it looked like he was shoving three or fingers up her slit. When he pulled his fingers out; he removed her red nylon pants as the other two men lay either side of her and nuzzled and squeezed her dangling tits.

I was in a daze watching the scenario in the other room when an anonymous hand slid inside my pants and squeezed my stiff dick. Startled I turned to see the TV Marilyn; that had greeted us on our entrance standing next to me with his hand stroking my dick.




(Take) a Walk on the Wild Side Ch. 02



"I thought that you might like some help." The he-she smiled and curled her fingers around my thin shaft. I stood motionless as Marilyn pulled my pants down and released my dick. I did nothing to stop him/her as I peered through the glass at my wife who was now getting royally fucked by Waqar. She was still standing at a 45 degree angle as he held her hips and pummelled her with his huge Pakistani cock for a good 4 or 5 minutes as his friends took it in turns to feed their cocks into her mouth. The older man had a good sized cock shaped like a banana that looked rock hard while he fed it into my wife's lipstick covered mouth. The couple next to me giggled as the fat man had to pull his belly up with one hand when Connie tried suck his tiny dick. Eventually Waqar gritted his teeth and slammed his cock in and out like a rampant Bull; presumably filling my wife's cunt with his seed as the fat man held her head onto his cock. 

My wife's legs buckled as Waqar withdrew his cock then let her flop onto the bed between the other two Pakistani men. Taking advantage the chubby one rolled onto his back and pulled Connie on top of his belly. With her breath slowly coming back she slid her hand between their bodies and guided his small cock into her cum filled pussy. It took some manoeuvring until my wife appeared satisfied that the cock was in; but when she did she began bouncing on it and squeezing her own tits. Satch (the fat man) held onto her thighs and just lay back 'thinking of England' while my horny wife fucked him ragged. Her luscious tits were bouncing as fast as his belly wobbled when she banged down hard on his dick.

I recognised her actions when she began running her fingers through her hair and pursing her lips; she was ready to cum; and so was I. Marilyn was now frantically tugging on my cock and I knew that I couldn't last much longer. I squirted onto his hand and dress at the same time that Connie threw her head back and tried to pull her nipples out of the sockets. I stood rooted to the spot as Marilyn knelt in front of me and sucked my cock dry while watching my wife's chest heave as she gasped for breath. The tall older man (Assam?) who had been rubbing something onto his long stiff cock, placed his hand on her shoulder and guided her back down on top of the bloated man. As she lay motionless he pulled her arse cheeks apart and moved between her legs. Connie suddenly looked startled and her eyes nearly popped out of her head as Assam slid his greased up cock into her virgin arsehole, while she still appeared to have the fat mans' cock in her cunt. My darling wife made no attempt to stop him buggering her and just puffed her cheeks out and she panted through gritted teeth. Assam gently moved her legs until she was nearly kneeling and slowly fucked her arse. As if she knew I was watching Connie stared absorbedly at the mirror while the two Pakistani men double-penetrated her. 

I'd always hoped that I would be the first to take her up the arse; but the sight before me more than compensated. As my wife relaxed Assam quickened his pace and his cock was soon gliding in and out of her ring with the greatest of ease. Connie gritted her teeth and occasionally screwed her eyes shut as Assam rammed his long cock deep into her bowels as the fat man fucked her cunt as hard as his bulk would allow. It couldn't last much longer and soon the fat man appeared to sigh and his head flopped backwards; meaning he had shot his load, Assam was soon fucking her arse wildly until he too fired a load of cream; only his went into her arsehole. 

The older man dismounted and laughed as he shook Waqar by the hand while Connie lay motionless on top of Satch. The fat man soon became restless and unceremoniously pushed Connie off and she rolled onto the bed. As he rejoined his friends you couldn't see his dick as it had returned to acorn status and was hidden by his big fat belly; which made the two women to my left giggle. Connie looked exhausted but couldn't stop herself sliding a hand between her legs to diddle her clit. My wife looked radiant as she frantically rubbed her button in her desire for sexual satisfaction. The three Pakistani men must have had an unobstructed view of her masturbation technique as her legs were splayed apart with one knee pushed into the bed and her arse was wobbling in the air as her fingers pleasured her sinful pussy. 

With a big sigh and a playful smile Connie quickly had the orgasm she craved. She didn't have time to move as Waqar took advantage of her position and slid his monster cock into her stretched anus. Connie's face was a picture as the Alpha Male forced his 8 inches straight into her bowels with the greatest of ease. My darling wife soon had bulging eyes again and was puffing her cheeks out as Waqar ploughed her freshly fucked arse like a man possessed. He knew exactly how to pleasure a woman as he alternated between long hard aggressive strokes and shorter softer more sensual ones. Connie looked ecstatic as he buggered her for 5 or 6 minutes with the other two laughing and encouraging their boss as he fucked the married white woman's arse. Eventually Waqar dug his brown fingers into her fleshy hips and gave it everything he had in his quest to spunk up her arse. Connie's face was bright red and covered in sweat as he battered her arse with his big fat Pakistani cock making her tits nearly swing off. Eventually with nostrils flaring and through gritted teeth he finally shot a second load of curry sauce into her bowels. As soon as the last drop left his cock the adrenaline visibly drained from his muscular body and he staggered backwards for two or three steps after he pulled his impressive dick out of my wife's wrecked arse hole.

She immediately flopped forwards with drunken exhaustion. Waqar soon regained his composure and with Assam's help began pulling her cheeks apart and examined their handy work; probing her gaping anus with their fingers and stretching it even wider while the fat man looked on. Connie appeared oblivious to everything that was happening to her rear end. 

A minute or two later Marilyn put the lights on and told them that their time was up as someone else wanted the room. Waqar courteously helped Connie to her feet and picked her bra and panties from the floor and handed them to her. She was so drunk she could hardly stand up and struggled to get her feet into her knickers. Waqar helped her by placing her feet into the leg holes then pulled them up in a vain attempt at protecting her modesty. With a cheeky grin and a shake of his head he made no attempt to help put her bra back on. I was waiting outside the room when they appeared; Connie's legs were wobbling and she had a big drunken grin on her face.

"My arse is on fire!" She announced as Waqar handed her back to me and winked a form of thanks. "Honest; sweetheart." Connie continued as I helped her along the corridor and down the stairs, "those men fucked my arse and......it hurts like Hell!"

"I bet it is." I tried to agree with her as I slid her arm into the sleeve of her coat. Ralph and Sonny had made an appearance by now and were tormenting me with their version of events; including reminding me of my incident with Marilyn the old transvestite.

"Honest; my arse is fucking aching......really aching......what did he shove up there?" Connie rambled as I fastened her safety belt, "A fucking cucumber?" 

My own cock and balls were aching on the journey home as I relived her anal battering in my head while she drifted in and out of sleep next to me. As we approached the outskirts of town Connie sleepily slid her hand inside her pants and started fingering herself; with her eyes closed. It was an amazing feet of dexterity keeping one eye on the road while trying to watch my drunken wife masturbate in the seat next to me! 

Eventually we made it home without being detected; then I had a panic attack thinking that my niece could still be awake and see Connie in this state. Mercifully all of the houselights were off and the house was silent as I half-carried my wife upstairs.

Connie was still in bed the following morning when I drove Alice home and took my daughter with us. On my return Connie was curled up on the sofa with a big cup of coffee and a monster hangover.

"Are you okay?" I nonchalantly asked.

Connie looked up and grimaced.

"Was it worth it?" I smiled as I sat next to her and cradled her head. 

"I don't know which end hurts the most," Connie sighed and screwed up her mouth while carefully rearranging her legs, "my head or my arse!"



(Take) a Walk on the Wild Side Ch. 03



Following her outrageous behavior on Saturday night at the Magpie Club my wife remained in a very good; sexy mood for the rest of the week; but sadly I couldn't keep up with her libido; so by Thursday, when I finally organized for Rose to babysit again on Saturday night, Connie was so ravenous at the prospect of another night of debauchery at the Club, abstaining went right out of the window. When we went to bed she walked into our bedroom dressed in black stockings, transparent black panties and a Basque that barely covered her nipples on the Friday night. 

Just like the previous couple of night she took charge, rubbing her nylon covered legs against my cock, pushing her tits over my face until she nearly smothered me; and when she straddled my face her panties were already sucked up into her soaking hole. She gripped onto the brass headboard and fucked my face for nearly five minutes until she finally threw her had back and bounced on my nose and tongue as she had a fierce orgasm which made her gush fluid into my mouth for the first ever time. 

A minute later she switched ends and began lovingly sucking my dick until it was bone hard; then with a mischievous smile she peeled her knickers off then rolled onto her hands and knees.

"Do my arse." She whispered as she spread her legs exposing what looked like a spiders web dangling from her hairy hole. My stomach was in knots as I nervously knelt behind her and gently smeared her juices over her puckered hole before nudging my dick between her gorgeous arse cheeks until it pressed against her opening. 

I must have been taking too long because Connie turned her head to look over her shoulder; "Go on.....stick it in....go on.....I want you to." 

Following the battering it had taken 6 days previously there was hardly any resistance as my 5 inches slid inside her anal cavity; but Connie still gasped "Oh dear God.....that feels good!" as she threw her head backwards.

I slowly pulled back like a nervous virgin then pushed it back in again; making her sigh. "Faster.......do it faster." Connie began panting as she turned her head to the side. I took hold of her hips and fucked her arse as fast as I dared to without cumming too quickly. As I became more confident I suddenly realized that my wife was watching me fuck her arse, in the dressing table mirror. Within seconds there was a tightening in my balls and I couldn't stop myself firing a stream of cum inside her bowels; just like Waqar and his friends had done the week before. 

When I pulled my rapidly softening cock out of her arsehole I was shaking with excitement; especially when she flopped forward onto her chest but kept her arse in the air and my spunk dribbled out and down her thigh. 

As I rolled back onto my heels to take in the sexy view before me, Connie began stroking her swollen pussy. I will never know why I did what I did; but without thinking I leaned forward and began licking her gaping arsehole, eating my own spunk. 

"Oh Dear God;" Connie sighed as two fingers slid inside her hairy cunt; "that feels amazing." Which made me pull her cheeks further apart and bury my face between them so I could get the tip of my tongue as far in as possible. The taste of salty cum, sweat and....well; you know what else was intoxicating as my tongue was soon a blur gliding along her sensitive perineum and spunky arsehole. It could only have been a couple of minutes but it felt like a lifetime but Connie nearly went into convulsions as she came with three fingers in her cunt and my tongue inside her arse. 

As we lay cuddling in the spoons position; I kept whispering, "I love you," into her ear. Eventually Connie moved away and with a gentle pat on my head went to bathroom to clean up. 

Saturday was busy as usual; food shopping and taking our daughter to her dance class but after collecting Alice at six by six thirty we were driving out of the street; and when we pulled onto the motorway Connie opened her long coat to reveal that she was wearing the same basque as the previous evening with frilly French knickers and shiny black seamed stockings with Cuban heels. 

Much to Connie's disappointment there were only about a dozen people in the club when we arrived; but apart from Miss Sixty the hostess we didn't recognise anyone. As we stood in the lounge having a drink a youngish couple came over to chat. He was called Rob and about the same height as me but a bit more 'muscly' and with a nose that suggested he'd come second in more than one fight and his arms and chest were heavily covered with exotic tattoos. His wife, Tiffany had long platinum blonde hair and was quite pretty but chubby; with very large natural tits that hadn't started to sag yet and an arse you could rest your pint on.

This was there first time at the club and Rob was noticeably attracted to my wife; as the bulge in his tight white boxers proved; but Gemma who was wearing a transparent white body stocking cum dress, matching panties and white hold-ups was giggly and chatty; but kept an arm across her ample chest as she held her drink. 

As I chatted to Tiffany Connie and Rob began whispering and giggling; so I presumed it was only going to be a matter of time before they would want to go off to 'play;' but I sensed that Gemma was a bit nervous and was waiting for me to make 'a move.'

Thankfully Sonny and Cheryl arrived and made a bee-line for us. As Cheryl and my wife embraced as if they'd not seen each other for months; Sonny winked as he shook my hand; "We were hoping you were going to be here tonight; well...." He chuckled and smiled at our new friends, "your wife at least!" Then he playfully slapped me on the arm before hugging my wife and caressing her arse. 

More introductions were made and drinks were ordered. Rob joined in the chat; but gave me the impression that he'd rather be alone in one of the play rooms with my wife. Sonny; on the other hand quickly made friends with Tiffany flattering her on her outfit and telling her that 'he couldn't wait to get his hands on her fabulous tits' which made her giggle, then jiggle them. 

As the others chatted I stood to one side, watching my wife's eyes twinkling and her nipples poking through the thin nylon on her basque as Sonny slid his arms around Tiffany and her waists then nonchalantly stroking and squeezing their arses; making both women squirm. 

Rob still couldn't take his eyes off Connie, even when the gloriously attired Cheryl pressed herself against him. 

"Who fancies a bit of a cuddle?" Sonny laughed when his wife finished her drink. "I thought you'd never ask!" Connie chuckled as she placed her empty glass on a nearby table.

"And you two?" He winked at Rob while roughly squeezing his blonde wife's voluptuous arse.

"Sounds good to me." The younger man hoarsely responded, without consulting his wife. He then looked at me and waved his hand, "After you." I smiled and shrugged my shoulders before leading the group up the stairs. 

The first two rooms already had people in them so we plumped on the large Purple room. 

Sonny jumped onto the huge bed and pulled his underpants off in one swift movement, then cackled; "Okay ladies; who wants to be first?" as he waved his cock from side to side. Without a glance in my direction Connie climbed next to him and with a look of disappointment on her face cupped his balls in one hand then tugged his semi-erect dick with the other as he scooped her tits out of the basque. I turned to see Cheryl whispering something to Tiff then gently pushed her towards the bed. The young woman looked at her husband who nodded back; and the pretty blonde was soon laying the other side of my well hung tattooed friend. 

Seconds later Connie was greedily gobbling Sonny's big dick as he suckled on Tiff's massive mammories. After a minute or so I turned to see Rob pressed against a mirror with a delirious look on his face as Cheryl knelt before him sucking his long cock. 

Sonny caught my eye and waved me towards the bed. As I moved next to my friend he gently nudged the buxom blonde in my direction. Looking a little nervous; but no stranger to a cock she pushed her long hair from her face and knelt over me rubbing my dick while spreading her legs. I soon began stroking her pussy and swinging boobs while she tried to get my cock harder. Sadly for her Cheryl and Rob had joined us on the bed and her husband was wrestling my wife as he tried to get his big dick in her cunt with no finesse whatsoever, much to Cheryl's annoyance. She now moved to me and Tiff looked much happier sitting on Sonny's lap; rubbing her hot box on his shaft as he mangled and sucked her tits. 

I was too busy watching my wife and her randy suitor to get a real hard on; so began licking and fingering Cheryl; which soon had her panting and squirming. With hardly any effort I surprised myself by pushing all four fingers in as I licked and twiddled her clit; while keeping one eye on Connie who had given up the fight and had let Rob impale her on his cock. His face was soon like a beetroot as he fucked her like a Yorkshire Terrier. 

As soon as Cheryl came; I made my excuses; saying I needed the toilet; leaving her to join in with the other four who were now writhing around the bed; hands and fingers going in and out of all kinds of holes.

I smiled at the Bacchanalian scene that was evolving and swiftly made my way out of the door and wandered along the corridor; poking my head into a couple of rooms; watching swingers of all ages, shapes and sizes having the time of their lives.

When I arrived at the Glory Hole a youngish skinny woman with tiny tits was sucking a long thin cock and getting fingered by another woman who was fondling his balls. I stood transfixed.

"Hello sweetie." A familiar voice greeted me. "Surprise, surprise; fancy finding you here." Miss Sixty laughed and tickled my cock through my pants. "No wifey tonight?"

"Hi, she's along there in the Purple Room.......with some....friends....so I thought......" 

Still tickling my cock, he cut me short. "So you thought you'd let her have some fun while you found some of your own along here." I blushed and looked away. "Oh sweetie, don't worry you know your secrets are safe with me." 

We were soon squashed together in a shadowy alcove; and he quickly had his hand inside my pants and was stroking my rapidly hardening dick. The tall TV looked into my eyes as he pushed my pants to my knees, "Do you want me to suck you off?" He whispered. I shook my head. "Are you sure?" He asked again as both of his hands stroked my cock and balls.

"I am sure." I uncertainly shook my head

He pouted then smiled, "later though?" I looked away; but nodded my head. 

"Maybe you can reciprocate this time?" He chuckled as he took my hand and slid it up his dress until he pressed it against a big bulge. I kept me hand there for a few seconds then shrugged my head and whispered, "I don't know."

"I do." He laughed as he tickled my stiff dick again. I blushed, pulled my underpants up and walked back along the corridor in a daze until I arrived at the Purple Room; I went to open the door but changed my mind and stepped into the adjoining room with the two way mirror instead. 

Two much older couples were already there so I had to stand to one side to sneak a peek through the mirror; where I could see all five were on the bed with hands and lips moving in all directions. Much to my delight Rob was kneeling beside Connie's face and she was eagerly sucking his long pole while Tiff was swallowing all of Sonny's big fat cock, as Cheryl fingered both women's pussies. 

The two couples next to me were loving the show and fondling each other as they commented on the participants in the other room; especially the size of the cocks on show and the willingness of all three women to please the men. I was just as engrossed and was startled when one of the older women spoke to me. 

"Sorry." I mumbled, "What was that?"

She smiled as her partner cupped her flabby boobs; "You prefer to watch?" She smiled. It was less of a question than a statement of fact. "I saw you in the room before." I nervously nodded.

"My husband is the same." She laughed as she slid her hand behind her and fondled the man's cock. "He will be downstairs I suppose, watching some Dolly Bird pole dancing." The chubby woman smiled again, "while I am up here having fun. Each to their own sweetie."

I smiled and nodded as we all turned to watch the shenanigans that where now going on in the room next door; which nearly took my breath away. Connie was on her hands and knees with Rob frantically fucking her doggy style as he slapped her arse, while Tiff was on her back with Sonny fucking her and Cheryl sitting on her face while both mauled the platinum blonde's wobbly tits. 

I was sure Rob couldn't last long at the pace he was fucking my wife and I was correct; he suddenly puffed his cheeks out and nearly knocked her off the bed with his last three powerful thrusts. With a gasp his adrenalin sank to his toes as soon as he came deep inside her. With no finesse he pulled his long cock out of Connie's twat before stumbling off the bed to watch his wife getting pumped off my tattooed friend. 

When my wife regained her composure she looked up at the mirror and smiled before beckoning me into the room. 

"I think she needs cleaning out." The woman next to me giggled as she tweaked my arse; "Go on; be a good boy and lick her muff clean for the next man." All four laughed as I shuffled out of the room, to do that very thing. I took a deep breath as I opened the door; then walked in with a thin smile on my face. 

Connie held her arms out to greet me, as the other four lay around stroking each other's genitals.

I lay beside my wife and went to speak; but she put her finger to my lips. "Where you watching?" She whispered. I nodded. "Excellent." She giggled. "He was hung like a horse." Connie beamed, "and he's really filled me up. Here; feel." My wife took my hand and placed it between her legs so I could feel Rob's spunk oozing out of her stretched pussy.

"Do you remember what that guy did last Saturday and......what you did to me last night?" Connie smiled as she pressed my hand harder against her quim until I slid a finger inside. "When you licked...my......pussy after you'd cum inside me?"

I blushed and tried to look away.

"I want you to do it now." She giggled again; as she rolled onto her back and raised her knees. "Please."

Unsure I wanted to do what she wanted; but desperate to please my darling wife I looked around the room to see the others looking puzzled.

"Please." She asked again and raised her arse off the bed. 

I sighed then closed my eyes as I rolled around until my head was between her legs. I hesitated then slowly kissed my way down her nylon covered thigh from her knee to her pungent cunt which was still oozing lumpy spunk.

"Fucking Hell!" Tiff gasped, as I tentatively flicked my tongue at Connie's swollen labia; "the dirty fucker's going to lick your spunk out of her!"

Connie placed a hand on my head and ran her fingers through my hair. Her recently fucked twat looked and smelled amazing as I got closer and began running my tongue along her slit.

"We don't judge here." Sonny quietly admonished the young woman; "just watch and enjoy."

Soon I was lapping at my wife's cunt like a puppy dog; sliding my tongue inside and sucking on her engorged labia making Connie sigh and pant until she raised her legs higher so I could flick my tongue along her perineum and arse hole. 

My dick felt as hard as it ever had; but the women didn't come near, contenting themselves with goading me on and wanking Sonny and Rob.

With Connie's now leg over my shoulder and my tongue zipping across her clit I slid my middle finger deep inside her lubricated arse, making her whimper until Rob leant across her chest and slid his cock into her mouth. This tipped her over the edge and as he forced his seven inches down her throat I curled my finger inside her arsehole until she began a shuddering orgasm. Rob knew he had to withdraw but kept tapping his dick across her face as she gasped and panted with excitement; forcing even more spunk out of her slit for me to gleefully lap up.

A minute or so later when she'd got her breath back she smiled at Rob and moved her head towards his cock and began sucking him properly, as she waved me up the bed. I did as she requested and knelt beside her; for her to take hold of my stiff dick. It didn't take long before I was shooting a string of cum onto her tits inches away from her mouth which was full of another man's hard dick. Shattered, I crumpled beside my insatiable wife.

"Time to go." Sonny told Rob as he put his hand on the young man's shoulder; "I think we should give these two lovers a minute on their own."

With a look of disappointment on his face Rob turned to Sonny; who didn't look as if he would take no for an answer.

The group left us alone and we curled into a ball for a moment or two with Connie kissing me on the forehead.

We left the room holding hands and went to clean ourselves up before agreeing to meet in the lounge. When I made my way to the bar I felt everyone's eyes were on me; but thankfully the others; including Ralph and Lauren were already there and welcomed me like some kind of victorious hero; without mentioning what they'd just seen me do.

Half an hour later Ralph, Sonny and Rob along with two other men were back in the Purple Room ravaging my wife from all ends and in all holes, as I watched through the mirror; it didn't take them long to discover her new love of anal sex and each man took at least one turn fucking her shithole and by the end of the session they were like a conveyor belt taking it in turns to fuck her arse, pussy and mouth at the same time. 

I was in my own sexual Heaven watching her and them; but couldn't get another stiffie; much to Miss Sixty's disappointment when he tried to suck it. But as soon as the room emptied I fell to my knees, kissed and sucked his hard cock just like I'd seen my wife do to six or seven men in the last half hour, then wanked him off letting him cum on my face. I was still cleaning his junk off me when he called time on my wife's gang-bang in the adjoining room. 

Connie was far less drunk than previously; so was absolutely radiating on the journey home and all of the following day; disappearing into the bathroom at least twice for a naughty fiddle.

We visited the club the next three weekends; with Connie becoming more and more degenerate and popular at the same time; plus Connie began demanding that I lick her clean at the end of every session; which I began to enjoy a lot more than I should; but my relationship with Miss Sixty and the other maid, Dotty P also took another turn of its own accord which I will tell you about in my next story.