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The Assignment Ch. 2

By: curious2c



Well, to bring you up to date on my wife Kate and I. You should be aware that we have been living apart now for about three months. I have been forced to change schools, and Kate decided to remain in our old town for now. We see each other on weekends, for a little bit. We just have a dinner or something, and we haven't had sex of any type since the night she gave me my 'fantasy'. 

I would go to classes during the day and usually get through the day as long as I was busy thinking about anything else but those days so long ago. Like I had stated earlier, the scars on my wrists were gone as far as anyone could see, but there were still harsh deep scars deep inside me. Kate didn't want a divorce; she claimed that she still wanted to be my wife. She hadn't moved to my new address as of yet though. I was sure that there was something going on between her and Gary. 

If you are curious about Gary, well, one night before I moved to my new town and school, I caught him downtown near a hangout of his. He didn't see me until it was too late, and since he had no friends around him, I took advantage of the chance. Since I am not a jock, and he is much bigger than me (probably by sixty pounds or so) I used an aluminum baseball bat as an equalizer. When I left him lying there on the ground, he was unconscious. I found out the next day that he never was able to I.D. the person who attacked him, and he was in the hospital with broken ribs, broken arm, and numerous other broken bones. He also had to have an emergency operation in the groin area, and I had heard through the grapevine that he wouldn't be having kids, or possibly even sex ever again.

I felt little remorse for jumping him like I did. I mean, look at what he did to my marriage and me! He had copied my assignment, then re-wrote parts of it so that the paper he showed Kate looked like it was a deep dark fantasy of mine. He had made it so that I wanted to witness part of the 'rape' and then to be left alone while the 'rapist's' took my wife with them for several days, leaving me in torture unknowing what was happening to her. I had seen the paper that he had given Kate and it wasn't even close to what the real assignment had been.

Gary had deserved all that I gave him and more. The thing that kept bothering me was how Kate had gone for this bullshit song and dance from somebody she hardly knew. She hadn't said anything to me about it, later claiming that Gary had insisted that I really wanted to be surprised by it, to make it more realistic.

I had also found out that she had been with Gary on the shopping trip, while he had helped her pick out the dress, he had also helped himself to her. They had gone to his place and fucked for about two hours. When I found that out I was livid. Kate had wisely left for a 'walk' while I clamed down. When she got back we talked more about her fucking him at that time, and she had the reasoning that she just couldn't go as far as my alleged fantasy wanted her to go without at least having been intimate with one or more of the participants in it!

Gary had used all of his considerable charm and persuasion to convince Kate to go through with the plan, and on the day of her shopping trip, I found out that she had three of Gary's friends in addition to Gary himself! I decided that deep down Kate had wanted to fuck around on me and I blew up and threw that in her face. Kate had been crying for what seemed days at that point, and even though it had been several weeks since the 'fantasy night' she still hadn't asked me the questions or said the things that I expected to hear. No 'I'm Sorry', no, 'I was wrong', not one single statement that she was contrite or unhappy with what she had done with those men. 

Then one day, after the meeting I had with Gary that night that put him in the hospital, I decided to not go back to see Kate until she contacted me! I spent the weekends at my apartment near school, and once in a while, when I started to feel a weakness to go to her, I would pop in a video of the ten that Gary had given me. I saw Kate having sex with different men, groups of men, women, and all kinds of combinations. She had been very busy for those four days and nights!

As I would watch those tapes my anger would surface, and pretty soon I started to drink heavily on weekends. I hadn't seen Kate for over one month, when one Friday night there was a knock on my door. When I opened it up to see that it was Kate was standing there, suitcase in hand!

"What the hell do you want slut? Come here to tie me up and force me to watch you have a gangbang again? Why did you come here?"

I was a little drunk already, and my anger surfaced fast when I saw whom it was. My frustration of my current situation, and the frustration of lack of sex had driven me to a place I had never been before. The look on her face was one that I didn't expect. She smiled at me and cheerfully ignored my 'greeting'.

"I was in the neighborhood, and thought that I would pop in for a bit! Do you have room here for an overnight guest? I won't take up much room, honest."

I was flabbergasted. How could she think that I would let her in let alone let her stay the night with me? I ended up letting her into my apartment. She set her suitcase down in my bedroom, then came out and poured herself a drink.

"Missed me?" She was being friendly and bright, like she had been on a trip home and none of the last few months had ever happened. I just looked at her, trying to understand what she was doing. My anger had dissipated and since I couldn't just figure out what was going on I decided to play along for a bit to see what she had in mind.

"No, I haven't. I have been busy with schoolwork and working. Since I am paying for two places I have had to get a job to keep myself in school. I am thinking that all of that will be changing soon though." I dug at her confidence and hoped to break her down. I still wanted to hear the 'I'm sorry', or something along those lines, so I was going to play along, but not to her rules.

"Oh, I thought that it must be something like that, since you hadn't come home at all for awhile. How is school going anyway, still getting good grades?"

I couldn't believe this! She was going to go on in this vein until I either got real mad or gave up. I wanted to strangle her for an instant. I finally just blurted out what was on my mind.

"Why haven't you told me your'e sorry, or that you were terribly wrong for doing what you did? You have never taken any responsibility for that night or the four nights that followed. You had been unfaithful to me in the most disturbing way a wife could be and you seemingly don't give a shit about how I felt or how I am feeling right now!" 

She looked at me and her eyes got larger, soon those eyes filled with tears. She buried her head in her hands, and wept silently for ten minutes or so. I left the room and went into the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. I had decided at that particular moment not to drink any more. I realized that I had let what she had done to us, to me; take away from the life I needed to live. I knew now that whether or not we stayed together, I would never drink again in anger, sadness, or for any other reason other than a social drink or toast. I had a flash of me, drunk in the street like some homeless bum, and nothing to show for the hard work I had put in at school and work. 

I brought her a cup of coffee; taking the drink she had poured herself away. She took the coffee from me and looked up at me, into my eyes.

"Jim, I still love you, and I still need you. Please let this go and come back to me."

I was stunned. How could she think that it would be so simple to get our lives back together and go on? How could she be so damned confident that I would forgive and forget, when she hadn't given any explanation, or apology for what she had mistakenly done to me, to us? How could I ever forgive her for letting herself be led by some creep to the point of obviously enjoying fucking other men in a gangbang in front of a tied up helpless husband? I had a lot of questions, and she had done nothing to answer anything at all. 

"I am still waiting to hear you ask me something, and for you to say something to me, before I can even begin to start a 'new beginning' with you Kate. So far you have not said or done anything to convince me to even try to continue with our relationship, so what I do in the future, as far as you are concerned depends entirely on you Kate."

She looked at me, set her coffee down and then turned away from me. She was deep in thought for a minute or two, then she turned back to look into my eyes.

"I know that what I did was so wrong. I also know that you think that I owe you an apology. I know that I was pulled into a plot to fulfill a sick fantasy of Gary's, not yours. I also know that any apology from me would be just empty words on deaf ears. Jim, I have always loved you more than you probably can imagine. I let myself be convinced that what Gary told me was true, and you had been so in love with me that you hid those fantasies from me so that you wouldn't hurt my feelings. I now know that it was a terrible lie to me and that I was used for five days or so, and you knew nothing about what Gary had talked me into. What I did was wrong, very wrong, and I am sorry that I put you through it. What Gary did was even more wrong, and I am sure that your assault on him was your way of evening up things. Are you going to beat me now too? Will that make everything O.K. with you? If you want you can hit me all you want, just remember that I still love you, I have only loved you, and I always will love you, only you Jim! I can't erase what has happened, and I can't make you forget, nor can I make you forgive me Jim. I want to be with you, I want this to all go away. How can we get over this?"

I was overwhelmed. Why hadn't she done this months ago? I felt a burden begin to lift, just ever so much. There may be hope yet, but I knew that we had a long road ahead of us. I figured that I had to say something now to let her off the hook a little bit.

"Well, why did it take you so long to spit that out Kate? Why didn't you say this all months ago? What were you thinking?"

She had tears in her eyes and running down her cheeks.

"Jim, would you have heard me? Would you have listened? I knew that I could have said this then but, well, you still wouldn't have listened to what I was saying."

I was stopped from saying anything as I thought about what she had just said. She was right, I wouldn't have listened to her apology, I wouldn't have heard anything, because I was so wrapped up in what had happened that all I would have heard is a voice, and not the words I needed to hear!

"Well Kate, what do we do now? You have had other men. Men with different cocks. Men with different 'styles'. You seemed to enjoy what you did from the start. You seemed to get off on my helplessness. You did things that I would never have imagined you doing with me, let alone with so many men, all at once. Where do we go from here? Any ideas as to how we start off again? Will you be able to handle my possible lack of wanting sex with you? What if I can't perform any more? How can you erase the images in my mind? How can you tell me that you didn't enjoy those four days, with all of those men? I have the tapes, ten of them; I have seen you in action. You really enjoyed what you did with them didn't you?"

Kate had turned white at the mention of the tapes. I suddenly remembered that she wasn't aware that I had video proof of her four-day gangbang. She shuddered and started to cry again, even harder than before. She took the offered box of tissue, and didn't say anything for a few minutes. I was getting tired and wanted to go to bed. This talking hadn't taken us anywhere, still. 

"Look Kate, I am tired and I am going to go to bed. We will talk tomorrow if you want. I'll get you some blankets, and you can sleep on the couch."

She looked at me with tears pouring down her face. I knew she wanted to sleep in bed with me. I knew that she wanted me to take her in my arms and tell her everything would be all right. I knew that she loved me still, and yes, I still loved her. I had those images in my head. Images of her being fucked and used hard. Images of a whore loving the men using her. I just couldn't bring myself to offer her anything other than the couch tonight.

I went to bed and fell asleep, eventually. I heard her fixing up the couch, and the last thing I remember was the light being turned off in the living room. Sometime, in the middle of the night, I woke up and had to pee. As I went down the hallway, I could hear Kate stirring around. She was not asleep. I went to the bathroom, and then I went back to bed. A few minutes later I heard her come to the door of my bedroom.

"Can I come in for a minute Jim?"

She sounded like a little girl, in trouble with her parents, wanting to know that everything was still going to be all right.

"Yeah, for a minute."

She came into the room and set on the bed near me. She leaned down and started to caress my hair. She had done that before all of this had happened, it seemed to sooth me then and it still did yet. 

"Jim, could you possibly want to...well, could we... Oh Jim, please make love to me, please!"

I was pretty horny. I hadn't had sex since that fateful night. I let my little head do the thinking for my logical one.

"Kate, I can't promise it will be good for you, but, I guess, yeah, we can have sex."

I couldn't say 'make love' to her; I didn't think that I could make love to her, not for a long time anyway.

She just took off her robe, and naked slipped into bed with me. She rubbed against me spoon fashion, her front to my back,and started to move her hands all over my chest. One hand slipped down to my now, very hard cock. As she contacted it I had an involuntary shudder run through my body. I hadn't felt anyone's hands on me for months, and it felt so good. I could feel her nipples poking my back. Her breath hot on my neck. Soon her lips were brushing my shoulder, moving down and across my side to my chest. She moved up and over me, letting me turn to my back.

Her hands had both moved down to my cock now, and she was fondling me gently and yet firmly. I reached up and took her breasts in my hands. They felt so firm and soft. I bent up and let my tongue caress those hard nipples. She moaned a little cry. Kate pulled away from my mouth, moving down to take my hard cock into her mouth. She started to give me a blowjob like never before. I knew that this was going to be a very different blowjob than I had ever had before. I was right. She took my cock into her throat, and soon her lips were in my pubic hairs. My whole cock in her hot, wet mouth. She had never in our whole time together, given me deep-throat. I relished what she was doing, wishing that she had always been able to do this for me. I looked down, and in the soft light from the night lamp; I saw that she was looking into my eyes. Something that she had never done before either, before, she would close her eyes, and never look up while she would lick and shallowly suck on my cock. I don't think she had ever taken more than an inch or inch and a half into her mouth at any time. 

I hadn't had an orgasm for so long I knew that it wasn't going to take too long before I shot off. When I started to cum, I warned her, but she kept up the blowjob. Her lips sealing tightly around my cock, keeping me in her mouth and throat fully. Her eyes never leaving mine as I started to shoot off into her mouth. She swallowed all I gave her and cleaned me up afterwards, using her tongue and mouth to leave me ready for more.

I was surprised by her eye contact. Her letting me cum in her mouth surprised me. I was mostly surprised that she swallowed everything I shot into her mouth and then hungrily licked up any possible leftovers.

As I lay back on the bed, she moved up and into my arms. Her nipples, still very hard, were poking insistently in my chest. I decided to go ahead and give her a little pleasure, and started to kiss and lick my way down to her shaven pussy. SHAVEN PUSSY! I hadn't noticed until now, but she had shaved herself bald! This was something else new and different. Had she learned this from Gary and his friends I wondered? Even with those possibilities, I realized that I liked it. I found myself tonguing her wet slit and clit. I was getting into this, and soon lost myself in the feelings of softness, and heat rising out of her depths. I had a finger inside her and my tongue was busy teasing her clit. She opened herself up, spreading her legs wide apart. I soon had all of her available to my hands and mouth. I started to lick her up and down, and my tongue soon was moving into new territory. I lightly ran it around her rosebud. She shivered and moaned loudly. I ran my tongue back down, and slipped it across her little tight hole. Her moans grew louder with each pass. I finally pushed it into her ass, running as deep as I could. It didn't taste bad, like I thought I would, and since I had never done anything like this before, decided that I liked it. 

I had three fingers in her pussy, and then I slipped two into her asshole. She was moving around, trying to get my hands into a position that she liked. I let her take a little control then when I saw what she wanted I gave it to her. I was stroking my fingers in and out in a 'seesaw' like motion. As I entered her pussy, the fingers in her ass were pulling out, and so on. She soon started to cum in a hard orgasm. I kept her there for a bit, it was a long drawn out one. Unlike any I had seen her have before (with just me anyway).

Now with a very hard cock poking into the bed, I moved up to take her. I positioned the head of my cock at her entrance, and shoved quite hard into her pussy. She gasped and put her legs around my back. She was pulling on my ass cheeks, trying to get me all of the way into her. Soon I was stroking in and out of her, and the closer I got to cumming, for some reason, the harder I rammed into her. Kate cried out and started to cum again, shuddering as I plunged into her again and again. All of the sudden she stopped me in mid stroke. Her pussy pulled off of my raging hard-on and her hand grabbed my cock firmly. She then guided me into her again, but this time it was hotter, and tighter. I was about two inches into her when something gave and I plunged all of the way into her. She groaned and held me still for a minute, and at that point I knew that she had taken me into her ass! I was fucking her ass! This was something I had wanted to do, but she had never let me. I savored the feelings, and slowly started to move in and out. It was hard for me not to cum right away, but since I had what I had wanted (secretly), I was in heaven. It didn't take long and I began to cum, the hardest cum I had ever had. Kate held me tightly, and afterward, we lay together, my cock still embedded in her ass, slowly getting soft, until finally it slipped out, much later.

The next morning I woke up alone on the bed. Kate had gotten up and was showering. I put on a robe and slippers. I heard Kate get out of the shower as I made coffee in the kitchen. I went to the bedroom and grabbed a towel. I stepped into the bathroom where Kate was shaving her legs. As she shaved, I started to take my shower. As I turned around lathering up my body, I felt a cold breath of air hit my back. Kate stepped into the shower with me and started to wash my back. Soon, we were fucking in the shower. She let me take her ass again, then, when I pulled out, she took me into her mouth and cleaned me up that way! I was stunned, and yes, turned on by that act. I know that some would think that too kinky, but , there was something about that act that just made me hot!


The Assignment Ch. 2



Later, as we dried off, she started to talk to me.

"I hoped that it was good for you Jim. I haven't had sex for so long, and the new things I did, well, I wasn't sure how you would take it."

I watched her as she pulled on her dress, noticing that there was nothing else under it. She had changed so much, and in such a short time. I didn't know why, and it bothered me a little. I mentioned it, hoping to keep any jealousy out of my voice. I was sure that she had been fucking around since then, since I had never enjoyed some of what we had done last night, and she had been so into it.

"Why Kate, why did you let me cum in your mouth? Why did you let me have your ass? Why did you suck me afterwards, in the shower? Why the shaved pussy, no underwear, the changes that I am seeing? Is there someone else new in your life? What?"

Kate froze for a minute as my questions tumbled out of my mouth. I was kicking myself mentally for being such an idiot. She turned to look at me, softly saying.

"Jim, I did this all for you. You have seen the tapes, you know what I have done sexually, what I did sexually then anyway. I discovered that there are certain acts I like to do! I don't want to shock you too much, but I love anal sex and blowjobs now. I want and need you to know however; I only will do them for you. The 'someone new' in my life is you Jim, I am trying to get you back and I am going to use every trick I know how to keep you!" 

I stepped back and looked at her. She was being very sincere, so I knew that she was trying very hard. I liked the 'new' Kate, and wanted to make sure that I wasn't being led into some kind of trap.

"Well, I liked what we did last night and today. Are you sure that you like to do that stuff? Do you really like to swallow my cum, to take my cock in your ass, to clean it afterwards? I can't believe that it's my Kate that is acting in this way. Why Kate, why?"

She replied in a softer voice now, and I had to really listen hard to understand what she was saying.

"I learned things about myself when I was with Gary, Jim. I learned things that I never would have had I not done what I did. You need to understand, I never liked or loved Gary or any of the others that weekend, and it was sex for the sake of sex. I didn't accept any dates after that weekend, and I never would. I will accept dates from only one man from now on and that man is you. I will never let any man touch or hold me again, except for you Jim. I learned things, and now I want to share them with my one true love. Yes, I did have some great sex with lots of different men, mostly at the same time. No, I had never thought about doing a 'gangbang'. I had never thought of cheating on you or having an affair. What happened then was a one-time thing, and I thought that you wanted me to do it. I realize that I hurt you and tore us apart. I know that I was tricked and made to believe things about you that weren't true. I can't make that go away, so, to make up for it, I guess that you will 'own' me forever. Jim, I will do anything you want to do. I will not complain to you, or refuse you anything ever again. The only thing I want from you is your forgiveness, and love. If that is at all possible. I have unjustly betrayed my husband and mate. My best friend in life, and the only person that has mattered to me since I have known you. Please forgive me, and take me back!"

I was overwhelmed with emotions. I wanted to take her in my arms and hold her forever. I still had a little part of me that was angry, but after thinking about it, I knew that someday it would go away. What did I want now? What was my pathway in life now? I couldn't see us apart, and didn't want a divorce. I knew that I would be having some anger issues to deal with. I finally let my heart have reign. I held out my arms to her and she fell into them sobbing. I held her and held her. I didn't want to ever lose her. Kate was still the love of my life. I bent down and lightly kissed her on her neck. 

"Kate, I am going to have a few problems with what has happened. I know that you were tricked into this whole mess, but I did see you enjoying what you were doing sexually with those guys. It will take a lot of work on your part and on my part, but...well I'm willing to try if you are!"

Kate hugged me tightly.

"Oh God! Thank you Jim. I will try and I will do whatever you want of me. I am grateful that you are willing to try and love me again. I won't let you down ever again, I promise!"

"Kate, I never stopped loving you. I have found out that my love for you never left, it was just in a shell in the center of my heart. I think that we will be all right although it is going to take quite a bit of work now. I love you Kate, and always will!" 

Well, that was a year ago now, and we are still together. I have found that the capacity for love is endless. Kate has had demons bother her once in a while, but we work through it and go on. My demons? Well, sometimes, I let them out to play. Kate thinks that my little 'games' are fun and I never let her know that sometimes the 'fun' isn't just a game. I still love her, matter of fact, I lover her more every day. I have forgiven her, and she has finally forgiven herself, so her demons should be about done bothering her. My advice still stands though, know each other's fantasies, then you won't get caught up in anything that will cause you to have a wreck. Also, know what is important to your spouse, and understand why. I think that we will be all right from now on. 

The tapes? Well, I destroyed them. Having the real thing is much better than any old movie, don't you think?



The Assignment Ch. 3



My husband Jim has been trying very hard to stay in school and get the grades necessary to graduate at the top of his class. He has had problems because his wife acted like such a slut with some of his classmates. Having to change schools in mid-stream is not the best idea at anytime.

It all started with an English assignment he had to do. It was supposed to be an erotic story, either real or fantasy. He had been bothered by it and had even mentioned it to me at one point. I wasn't too worried because he is very imaginative and I figured he would come up with something good.

One day he came home and a classmate was with him. Gary was a tall handsome guy and he was taken with me. I was nervous at first but Gary had a way about him that made me feel safe and comfortable. All of the compliments he paid me didn't hurt either.

Jim was breaking out of the rut he had gotten into and I was pleased that he was making some friends. I encouraged him and soon Gary would stop by quite often. I was beginning to look forward to his visits because he would get me hot with his comments to me about how I was looking or how hot I was. He was usually careful to make sure Jim didn't hear the sexier over toned ones.

Jim had finished his story, and I never got to see it. One day, it was a Friday I think, Gary stopped by in the morning. He had something important to talk to me about that involved Jim. I let him in and offered him some coffee. We talked for a bit then he got to the point of his coming over.

"Jim wrote a pretty hot story Kate, and I thought you should know, if you don't already. I think it is about his greatest fantasy and it involves you."

I was curious. Jim hadn't mentioned anything about it and I hadn't really pushed him about it. He would get funny acting and then change the subject. I knew that it had been a very hard story for him to write.

"What do you mean it involves me Gary? Jim hasn't told me anything about it at all so I don't know what it is about."

At this point Gary produced a copy of Jim's story. It was well written, but I was not expecting it to be what it was. Jim had written about 'His deepest, darkest fantasy' and as I read the story I realized that he hadn't ever even so much as hinted at any of the things he was writing about in it. 

Gary was sitting next to me on the couch as I read it and he was quiet, watching me for a reaction I suppose. I finished it and started it over again. I was stunned and couldn't believe that Jim would want to see or experience all of this stuff he had written about.

"I can't believe that Jim would want me to be raped by a gang of men and then to have me go off with them like a captive slave. Where would he have come up with such thinking?"

"Kate, I don't know why, but I do know that there are many men out there who want or actually do see their wives have sex with other men, and even groups of men. It turns them on, probably because they need to verify their choice in women and the one they have. Or maybe it is the out of control feeling the situation gives them. I have seen sites on the internet that cater to this type of couple."

"People really do this? Are you kidding? I can't believe that Jim would want to see me have sex with other men, forced or not. Why wouldn't he have told me about this anyway?"

"Well, the way I see it Kate, Jim didn't want to tell you because he was afraid of you not understanding, or worse, leaving him because you would think it sick or perverted."

"Gary, don't you think that this is a little too far out? I mean Jim, wanting to see me with other men? Has he said anything to you about this fantasy of his?"

"I really shouldn't say Kate. Jim entrusted me with his secret and I probably shouldn't have even let you know as much as I already have."

I was still stunned, and Gary acted like he was betraying his best friend. I knew that he must have thought that he was doing Jim a favor by letting me in on it, but my reaction hadn't been what he expected I think. He looked like he had made a big mistake and was ready to run. I, on the other hand, had to know more.

If Jim wanted something like this and I knew about it I should probably try to do something to fulfill his fantasy. I was after all, in love with him and I wanted our relationship to be all it could be. I wouldn't want him to regret anything about me, or our marriage.

"Gary, you have gone this far you might as well tell me everything. I won't mention it to Jim, and then I can see what I could do to satisfy his fantasy."

Gary was still hesitant, but eventually I wore him down and he spilled his guts. As he told me how Jim wanted to watch me be taken and have sex with many men, I began to imagine what that would be like. Gary told me how Jim wanted to see me take on three men at a time, to be a real slut. 

The more Gary went on the more I came to liking the whole thing. I had, in the past dreamed about having more than one man at a time. I had even had a few rape fantasies, not rough ones, but ones that ended up with enjoyment for all, including myself. Fantasies that I had never told Jim, for probably the same reasons he hadn't told me his.

Gary smoothly kept the conversation on Jim and his wishes. He even had comments that Jim had said in passing to him. If I had known what a bunch of lies I was being fed I would have ordered him out and never let him our place again. Gary was a very convincing and excellent liar though and I never suspected anything other than what he told me to be nothing but the truth.

"How would I give Jim his fantasy? I wouldn't know where to get men I could trust to not hurt me and to keep it quiet. I wouldn't know if I could even go through with such a fantasy to begin with. It is too bad that Jim won't tell me because we could probably get something worked up close to what he would want, if I felt safe and that he wouldn't leave me or get jealous or angry."

"Kate, Jim can't tell you because that would spoil the fantasy. He has mentioned to me a couple of times how he wished he could set something up but then it wouldn't be like a true surprise to him. As a friend I haven't said anything until now, but he is almost obsessed at this point. I felt that I should let you know so that you could do something before he goes over the edge."

"God, I want to give Jim what he wants if it means so much to him, but I don't know if I could act like such a slut. I don't even think that I could fuck someone else, let alone a bunch of men. Why hasn't he ever hinted or mentioned this to me?"

"Come on Kate, you are his wife and his love. How do you think he would feel if he told you and you went ballistic? He said once that his biggest fear was that you would find out and leave him because he was a pervert or something. Of course he wouldn't want you to get any inkling of his fantasy."

I wanted Jim to think that I could be his every fantasy. I wanted to give Jim everything I could. I was willing to try, but it was so much so fast. I had very mixed emotions about the whole thing. I knew that I had been raised up to be a 'good' girl and that sluts were very bad. I had been taught that married people should only have or want each other.

I also had been told from the time I was a very little girl that I should be a good wife and try to give my husband what I could. Not to hold back on him because that would be a negative that could overcome a good marriage and destroy the relationship. At the same time the husband was supposed to reciprocate to the wife the same things.

Jim had been the best husband to me and our sex life was great. We both gave and took and our love was deep. I had thought that Jim had given more to me than I had to him by a large margin. Because of those feelings, I finally decided to get Greg to help me to fulfill Jim's fantasy. If I had only known what a bunch of lies I was being so convincingly fed.

"Gary, could you help me do this for Jim? You know lots of guys, and you could choose the right ones. I want Jim to be pleased with me. You could pick the men and you would know who to get so that I wouldn't become a known slut around town."

"Oh God. Kate you are so beautiful, and you are a friend. I just can't do this. I would feel so bad if it didn't work out, and even though I find you extremely attractive, I don't think that I could do such a thing for you because Jim is my best friend and all."

"Please Gary. I don't know what else to do. I want Jim to be happy with me and not think that he can't tell me everything. I need to prove to him that he can trust in me and that I am his best friend and partner in this life. You can help me and make sure that I don't get hurt or worse. Please? Please help me Gary?"

"Kate, think about what you are saying. Not only would you be having sex with numerous men, I would be there. I would want to have you too. I couldn't just stand by and watch while someone as sexy as you had several men. Also, how will you feel about yourself afterwards? You need to think about this Kate. It is a very big thing to ask of a friend, and an even bigger thing for a husband to want his wife to do. You need to be very sure it is what you should and want to do."

Gary blushed at the part where he said that he would want me too. I was getting so turned on. I had so many feelings running through my head. I was wound up and our chat had gotten me so hot, all the talk about my being fucked by different men, two and three at a time.

Gary, for his part made it look like he was trying to talk me out of it. He was so smooth and he had evidently thought of how to get me maneuvered into doing this for quite some time. His actions were that of a best friend looking out for his friend's interests. It was a touching display. An Oscar winning performance for sure.

After a good bit of convincing on my part Gary finally agreed to help me set up the fantasy 'rape' for Jim. I had pushed and prodded him so much that I thought for absolutely certain Gary was being honest and upfront about the whole thing.

"Well, I guess that I could try and set this up for you Kate. I don't know, but I like you and Jim a lot so if you had to go elsewhere you might get the 'wrong type' of person and it would be all too real. Yes, I will help you Kate. Only because you were so convincing."

"Thank you Gary. What should I do now? I don't know if I will be able to let another man have me like that. God, this is so wild, planning my own 'rape'. I hope that Jim realizes how much he is asking me to do."

"Maybe, well, Kate, you should probably find out if you will be able to have sex with another guy first. If you can't then it would be a real rape, and the situation would be bad. We should probably have you, uh, well..."

"Fuck somebody? Is that what you are having such a hard time saying Gary? You are right; I should have sex with someone else first just in case I can't go through with this whole thing. I guess you would be the one, since you are a friend, and you would stop if I couldn't do this, right?"

"Are you sure Kate? You want me to be your first man outside of your marriage? I don't know. I mean, yes, I would fuck you in an instant, but the circumstances will be difficult. I don't know."

"Gary, please don't make me beg. I need to know if I will be able to go through with this before we set something up. I need to be sure in my mind that I will be able to perform convincingly. Please, for me? For Jim and his fantasy? Gary, I need you to fuck me."

Gary had maneuvered me into begging him to fuck him. He had me where he wanted me and I had no clue. I was so sure that Jim wanted this after all I had just read his story, his fantasy. Jim wanted this far more than I did, and I wanted to please my loving husband as much as I could.

"Well, I guess I can. I can't believe that I am about to say this, but yes, I will rape you Kate. I will stop if you change your mind. I will do what you ask me to do. Just don't hate me when this is all over ok?"

I leaned over and hugged Gary. He put his arms around me and hugged me back. I knew that I was asking a lot of him, and I hoped that this wouldn't mess up our friendship.

"When should we find out if you would be able to go through with this Kate?"

"Well, now would be the best time since Jim has several hours of classes yet, and you are here right now. I will take a quick shower, then you can if you want."

Gary let go and I got up and went to take my shower. When I got out Gary was ready and he went in and took his shower. He came out dressed and I thought for a minute that he was leaving because he had changed his mind.

"Your not leaving are you Gary?"

"No. I thought that we should start out dressed up a bit and then pretend to go through with a rape type thing. You know, to see if you are capable and want to do this. I think you will need a safe word, something that I can understand that will let me know that you really want me to stop."

"Oh, I see. Yes you are right. I will get dressed. What should I use as a safe word?"

"Something that is out of character for you, and that I will recognize as you wanting it to stop. How about...school. Yeah, school would be off the wall in the situation. What do you think Kate?"

"School? Yeah, that would be off the wall all right. School it is. What should I wear?"

"How about something really sexy and revealing? Something that would get the attention of a man and cause him to think you were a slut begging for it?"

"I can see what you mean. Something to get him going to the point of going overboard and taking me?"

"Yeah Kate, something that shows you off and lets a man think you are a first class slut."

I looked in my closet and Gary helped. We couldn't find much. Gary finally picked out an old skirt and blouse I had in the corner. I hadn't worn them because the blouse was a transparent black thing that I had always had trouble with because of what it showed.

For the skirt, well, it had been one I had worn in high school and was actually a little bit small for me now. I could still get into it, but it was far shorter than when I had worn it in school.

"Well, what should I wear under this stuff Gary?"

"Uh, well Kate, a slut begging for a rape would probably just wear the skirt and blouse. That would show her off and still keep her legal, so to speak. She would want to let men know she was good looking and had assets to share. You have the body Kate, if you don't mind my saying, and you should look real great in just the skirt and blouse."

"Ok, would you mind turning around while I changed?"

Gary just looked at me. I then realized how silly that must have sounded to him. Here we were, talking about how I was going to be a slut and fuck him in a few minutes, and I was asking him to turn around.

"Never mind. I wasn't thinking."

"Oh, no, I will turn around Kate, I don't want to embarrass you."

I just dropped the robe I had on and naked, stood before him. He turned red and then turned around. I noticed that he took a good look before he turned though. I was excited as I got into the skirt and blouse. I felt so naughty and nasty. I was getting undressed to get dressed to get fucked by a very good-looking man, and he was going to 'take' me. I was having a deep fantasy fulfilled right now. 

My pussy was getting wet as I pulled on the skirt. I could feel the cool air lapping at the lips of it and that feeling was making me even hotter. When I finished, I let Gary know he could turn around.

What he saw, as I looked into the mirror, was me, wearing a skirt that barely covered my pussy. It only hung about an inch or so below my crotch. My breasts were clearly visible and stuck out proudly. My nipples were hard as rocks and sticking out about three-quarters of an inch from my areolas. 

Gary whistled almost involuntarily.

"GOD you look so great Kate. I never knew how large your ti...breasts were. You are a walking wet dream, and I mean that. I can't believe that we are going to do this."

"Yeah? Well you better believe it Gary, you are my test subject and if I say 'school' what do you do?"

"I quit. I stop. That is your safe word so I know to stop and let you be."

"Right. Don't forget that either, bucko. School means stop."

"School means stop. Got it."

We went into the living room and started our little 'act'. Gary stood in front of me and looked me up and down with a real nasty leer. I was surprised at the feeling running through me. 

I felt real naughty. Like a slut begging to get the fucking of a lifetime. I also felt slightly afraid, since I didn't really know Greg all that well. I hoped that I could measure up to his comments about my body.

Gary stepped in close to me and grabbed my arms. I couldn't get away from him and my heart started to beat harder. I had a bolt of fear run down my spine. At the same time my pussy was just about running with a river of moisture. This was turning me on so much.

Gary held me with one hand and his other ran up my body from my waist to my throat. It paused for a bit at my breast as he felt it and even gripped it like a cantaloupe. When he grabbed my breast my pussy started to gush, I literally had a stream of juice running down my legs.

At this point I had forgotten about Jim, about being married, about everything but Gary touching me in intimate places. My mind was screaming for a good hard fuck. I was about to have a fantasy of mine come true, to a point, and I was shaking I was so turned on.

"Hey, bitch. You are begging for a fucking aren't you? I am going to fuck you into the next century. You will never forget this fuck slut."

"NO. Leave me alone. You can't do this to me. Please let me go."

I was going along with Gary's act. He was acting like a real rapist and I felt that I had to go along. For a second it looked like he was going to stop because I had begged him to stop.

"I haven't said the safe word Gary. Keep going. I will say it only if I want you to stop, otherwise I am going to act like a slut about to be raped. OK?"

'Oh. Yeah. Well, SLUT, what are you trying to hide now that I haven't seen before? A minute ago you were strutting around practically naked and now you are covering yourself like a virgin or something. You fucking teasing SLUT."

Gary recovered nicely. He now had me in the mood I had been in a second ago. My heart beating heavily, I gave a little scream, not too loud since I didn't want the neighbors running to my 'rescue'.

Gary grabbed my blouse and pulled on it roughly. Buttons flew off and he tore it off of me. My breasts were totally exposed to him now. My nipples were so hard they hurt. He pulled the remnants of my blouse off and threw it over the back of the couch. He pushed me towards the bedroom.

As we walked into the bedroom he grabbed my skirt and pulled it down in a sharp tug. It went down my legs and once it hit my knees it fell freely to the floor. I was still walking and at that point I stepped out of it. I was now totally naked in front of Greg.

He shoved me onto the bed on my back. I fell back and my legs ended up spread wide open. He looked up and down my body. His eyes stopped at my pussy and then at my breasts. My nipples got even harder, as if it was any more possible at this point. I thought they were going to burst open from the blood that was engorging them. GOD I was so hot and horny!

As I lay on the bed spread-eagled Gary tore off his clothes. His body was rock hard, and he had a nice six-pack. His chest was hairless and well muscled. He was far better looking than I had given him credit for. This was going to be so good. I could feel my pussy lips quiver as I got more and more worked up. I almost had an orgasm just laying there waiting for Gary to 'rape' me.

When he dropped his pants my first realization was that he didn't have any underwear on. That was something that turned me on too. Then I saw his hardening cock. My God, it was positively huge. I was sure that it was three times as big as Jim's. I wasn't sure that it would fit in me at all.




The Assignment Ch. 3



Gary crawled up between my naked legs. His hands went to my breasts and squeezed them. Soon his lips and tongue were all over them, getting to know the new friends. I could feel the head of his monster cock rubbing against my clit. I had my first orgasm at that time. It swept over me and Greg looked surprised as I came without even having a cock in me.

"OK bitch, let's have some of that poontang you've been showing off all night."

He took his cock in one hand and began to rub it up and down my very, very, wet slit. My clit was throbbing and I had small light ripples of pleasure run throughout my body. He soon pushed the head of his cock into my pussy and as soon as it was well started in, he put his hands on either side of my shoulders.

I wasn't ready for it when he thrust into me. It was not a real hard thrust, but it was a very insistent one. He put in about half of his huge cock, and was past where Jim had ever been. Gary must have known that he was in virgin territory because he gave a little moan at the tightness of my pussy.

"GOD DAMN, you are so fucking tight. I think you are a virgin. Jim has never fucked you has he? I have never had such a tight pussy before in my life. This is great!"

"Hey, get back into the 'rape' partner. I am not making love to you, you are raping me."

"Oh yeah, sorry Kate. Shit bitch you are pretty goddamn tight for such a slut. Never had a big cock before have you?"

I was pleased that he was so surprised at my tightness. It made me feel like a real woman. I even started to feel like a real slut. This was so much better than my fantasy. I could feel him stroking in and out, and even though he was only half way in I could feel him touching places that had never felt a cock before.

I had two orgasms while waiting for him to get it all the way into me. When he finally bottomed out it almost hurt he was filling me so well. When he hit bottom I had one mother of all orgasms. I came so hard I nearly passed out. It seemed to go on for a very long time.

As he rammed his cock in and out I felt the lips of my pussy being pulled out. They tried to cling to his shaft and keep it in me. As he would ram in they would welcome his hardness. The head of his shaft was hitting against my cervix. It hurt a bit, but the pain was pleasurable, not bad at all. I had several more orgasms.

Gary started to shake and I knew that he was getting close. I said, without thinking, something that I had never thought of letting Jim do to me. I was so far gone I was willing to do anything Gary would want me to do.

"Oh, please don't cum in me. Pull out when you are close and force me to suck you off. Force me to swallow your cum Gary. A real rapist would do that. Make me your slut and force me to drink your cum."

Gary looked at me and smiled. He stroked in and out a few more times, then pulled out and pushed his cock towards my mouth.

"Here you little slut. Suck my cum out of my balls like a good whore. You get your lips around my cock and swallow my juice bitch."

The head of his cock was at my lips and he thrust his hip forward. His cock shot into my mouth. He let me get a breath and began to fuck my mouth.

All of the sudden he quit. He pulled me around on the bed until my head hung off the edge. He put a couple of pillows under my shoulders and my head freely leaned back. In this position my mouth was at the perfect height to fuck.

He stepped up in front of my head and pushed his cock into my mouth again. This time he grabbed my head in his hands and started to actually thrust into my mouth just like he was fucking me. He was. He was face fucking me and his cock was getting in deeper on each stroke.

Soon I gagged a bit. He didn't stop pushing in. He pushed in until I couldn't breathe. I felt the head of his cock bump against my throat. He stroked in and out, now going in far deeper than I had ever had a cock in my mouth before. Soon his balls were bouncing off of my forehead on the in strokes.

I was taking all of this huge long cock. I was so shocked. I couldn't believe that I had all of him in my mouth and throat. I found that I could get breaths on his out-strokes, and I didn't gag too much. I got used to his large cock in my throat very quickly. 

"Oh yeah cunt, you are a born cocksucker. You are taking all eleven inches of my cock you slut. I wonder what hubby would think to see you taking all of this cock into your virgin throat? Bet this would set him off on a huge cum, huh?"

His words inflamed me. I was a slut. I was such a whore. I had Gary's huge cock all of the way in my throat and he was just fucking my mouth and throat like they were a pussy. God, I was a slut!

Suddenly he began to shake and before I could say or do anything his cum shot out and sprayed my throat with its hot salty contents. I let him continue to stroke in and out. My tongue and lips were still trying to catch all of his seed. I was so turned on.

I had taken all of him and swallowed all of his cum. I discovered that I liked the taste of his cum too. I had learned so much more about myself in the last few hours. I was the queen of all sluts at this point. I felt like it and acted like it.

I suddenly realized that I had my hands between my legs and had been stroking myself as he had fucked my mouth. My fingers were buried in my pussy and I was close to another orgasm. I never knew when I started to masturbate, but here I was, legs spread wide and fingers in pussy, on the edge of yet another cum.

Gary kept fucking my throat and mouth with his still hard cock. He moaned as he watched my masturbate myself. I could feel his cock getting hotter and regain what little bit of hardness he had lost.

"Oh you are such a little slut. You want more don't you cunt? I am going to take you another way now. You should be as tight there as you were in your pussy. You will love this, since you have liked everything else so far."

His words were a bit scary to me. I knew that he was talking about taking my anal cherry. Jim had put his cock in a very little ways before, but I had always chickened out. Now, Gary was talking about taking my ass with his huge cock. I shivered as I realized that I was not going to say the safe word. I was going to let Greg take my analy cherry with his monster cock.

My attitude was now one that a true slut would have. I was ready for anything that Gary would put out. I would do anything for this hugely hung man. He could have taken me down on the street corner and sold my ass to anyone at this point. 

Gary left the room for a minute and when he came back he had a bottle of cooking oil in his hand. I knew that this was going to be an experience to never forget.

"Here we go bitch. I have some lube so that I can get into that tight little virgin ass of yours. You will learn to love having my cock in your asshole whore. I may even let you clean me up afterwards, if you are a real good slut."

He turned me over and moved me so that I was on top of the pillows with my tummy, and my legs over the edge of the bed. My feet were on the floor. He moved between my legs and spread them wide open. I could feel the air brush across my swollen hot cuntlips.

I felt him pour oil in my crack and begin to finger my tight little butt. His finger sought out and found that hole. He poured some more oil around his finger as he pushed it into my bottom. 

I began to finger my pussy some more. I was so on edge; I was in an almost continual orgasm. He had now added a finger so that two were going in and out. More oil followed shortly afterwards then yet another finger. In a few minutes I think he had four fingers in my tender tight hole.

"Time to pack the donuts."

I felt him move in closer. His cock head began to stroke up and down my whole backside. It would glide over my asscheeks, down my crack, over my soaking pussy lips, and tap on my clit. Then he would move it up and glide it back over my pussy and around my bunghole. 

He stopped at one point and began to push against my tight little hole. The head of his cock suddenly popped in and he hesitated for a moment. He then began to shove in on his cock. As he shoved it in my ass spread, the oil letting it slid in with almost no resistance. 

When he hit about two inches it began to hurt. I tried to pull away. Gary waited for a minute; I think to see if I was going to use my safe word. I just kept pushing back and holding still when it hurt too much.

As soon as he realized that I wasn't going to use my safe word everything changed. He pulled back just a bit, and with the head barely in my ass he poured yet more oil on his cock and around my ass. Oil was running down my legs and spotting up the floor of the room. Good thing it was a hardwood floor.

He abruptly shoved forward hard, holding my hips as he did. His cock shot into my ass and before I could register a protest, he was fully in my very tight, very pained asshole. I groaned and cried out but still refused to use the safe word.

He let his cock rest in my tightly spread ass, and as soon as I relaxed enough, he began a series of slow, delicious strokes in and out of me. As he started to fuck my ass my hands got real busy with my pussy. I was rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy so hard, it almost hurt.

I moaned and shuddered as I got used to the intruder in me. Gary started to really fuck my ass now. Soon he was ramming in and out of me and my orgasms were rolling over me. The feeling was so different and new to me I couldn't think about anything but the pleasure I was experiencing.

"Wait until you have a big cock in your ass and one in your pussy and a third down your throat slut. You will be in fuck heaven. You will want it to continue forever. I have seen women pass out from all of the stimulation a three cock fuck brings them, and you are going to be one of them, I can tell."

He fucked my ass for what seemed like a half an hour. When he started to cum he pulled out with a tug and pulled my head around to shove his cock into my mouth. I just opened wide and swallowed it all the way down my throat.

For the second time in my life I was taking a load of cum in my mouth, down my throat. This load was from a cock freshly out of my asshole. I was acting and being a slut. I loved this feeling of being treated like such a whore.

I cleaned Gary's cock up after swallowing his second load. I tongued his balls, and licked up the oil that had run down them. I tongued around them, and down to his 'taint'. As I was doing that, I got an urge to do something really, really slutty.

He was holding my head as I licked his balls, and I just pulled on his legs, turning him around. He turned and when his back was to me I pushed on his shoulders, getting him to bend over. I spread his ass cheeks and without a second thought, began to tongue his hot, sweaty asshole. It felt so slutty.

He moaned. He was soft, but as I tongued his ass, and especially when I began to thrust my tongue into his hole, I could feel his cock hardening up. I continued to tongue his asshole and soon his cock was rock hard again. I then turned him around and pulled him down on me.

As he landed on me I put the head of his cock at my pussy entrance. He pushed in and soon he was fucking me hard. Harder than before. He was shoving me across the bed with each thrust. Soon my head was off of the other side of the bed and we went on over to the floor.

Gary never lost a stroke on my pussy. He kept ramming it into me. I went through orgasm after orgasm. He then pulled out and pushed my legs up and over so that my ankles were on each side of my head. This put my ass up and he took advantage of that position.

He pushed his cock into my asshole. He stroked me a few time there, then pulled out and pushed it into my pussy. He rotated doing this until he began to cum. As he came, he pulled out of my asshole and plunged his cock into my face. I swallowed my third load of cum, fresh again from my asshole.

Our bedroom looked like a tornado had hit it. The covers from the bed, while we had never turned them down, were all off and on the floor. There was oil and cum on the floor on either side of the bed. Clothes were strewn all over. The place looked like a group of people had had an orgy in there. 

Gary got up off of me and went into the bathroom. I lay on the floor and thought over the last hours. I had been an anal, and oral virgin. I had never had any cock other than Jim's in me. I had never masturbated like I had today.

Now, in just a few hours, I had taken a huge eleven-inch cock in all of my holes. I had swallowed cum from that cock, down my throat, three times. I had been thoroughly ass fucked, throat fucked and pussy fucked. I had, among other things, loved the hell out of it. I had been the biggest slut in the state for sure.

Gary came out and got dressed. He was acting like a stud that had just conquered a queen or something. His smile was in his eyes as well as on his lips.

"That, without a doubt, has been the best fuck I have ever had, period. You are the most beautiful, horny, wanton, slut I have ever had the pleasure of fucking. God Kate, this afternoon has been fantastic. Do you want to go through with the rest of this fantasy though? Do you want to be gangbanged in front of Jim?"

"Gary, you have opened up things in me that I never knew existed. I want to have the gangbang for sure. Jim's fantasy is much better than any I have ever had. But, I am going to have to get another blouse, that one is destroyed."

"I'll buy you a complete outfit for the party Kate. You deserve that from me for sure. I will help you to pick out the sexiest, sluttiest outfit you have ever seen. The guys will be having a hard time keeping their tongues in their heads after seeing you in you new outfit that I pick out for you for sure."

"You don't have to do that Gary. I have some money, and I wouldn't feel right if you paid for an outfit for me for Jim's party."

"Please Kate, I have to. You have given me the greatest lay of all time. You have been the best fuck I have ever, and I mean ever, had. The absolute least I could do is buy you a couple of outfits."

"Well, since you put it that way Gary, OK. But I get to help pick them out, right?"

"Most definitely Kate. We can go out tomorrow afternoon and shop them up. Oh, before I forget, what about the part of Jim's fantasy where the rapist's take you away for a few days? How do you want to handle that?"

"Well, I suppose that you should act it out fully. Don't tell me where or what, just take me like Jims' fantasy acts out. I want him to really believe this whole thing, lock, stock, and barrel."

"Well, I know of a place where you will get all of the cock you will be able to handle if you want. Your safe word will stand until the weekend is over, ok?"

Gary left that afternoon, and after a bit, while I was cleaning up the mess in the bedroom, I had second thoughts. I even cried for a bit. I felt kind of guilty, and like a whore. I had acted, hell I had wanted all of the fucking I had with Gary. I had begged for it even. Jim had been long gone in my mind while Gary had been fucking me, but now, well, I was feeling so guilty.

I convinced myself that this was what Jim wanted. I had to know that I would be able to follow though on this whole thing. I was doing this because Jim wanted me to do this deep down. I was giving him his fantasy. It didn't hurt that Gary was good looking, and built like a god. It also didn't hurt that he was so well hung.

I had felt so whorish. So much like a true slut. Gary had brought out in me what Jim would never have been able to. Jim was too loving and nice. Gary had treated me like a whore. Like a two-bit slut, built for fucking however he wanted to take me. Jim would never have done any of the things Gary had just taken.

I had new feelings about sex and fucking now. I had sucked a man down my throat. I had swallowed cum. I had taken a huge cock in my virgin ass. I had cleaned up a cock fresh from my asshole with my mouth. I had masturbated to orgasm. I had fucked a man outside of my marriage. I was excited about the coming party and all of the cock I would receive that night. 

I hoped that I would settle down after this big event and be able to keep Jim happy. I didn't think that I would fuck around afterwards, unless Jim really wanted me to. I loved Jim so much. This was sure to make him the happiest man on the planet. I just hoped he would appreciate what a Pandora's box had been opened now.



The Assignment Ch. 4



My husband and I slept in our bed that night. The very bed I had been so thoroughly well fucked on by Gary that afternoon while Jim was at school. I had let Gary take me in all of my holes and I had loved every second of it.

My guilt flowed over me as I cleaned up after my session with Gary. I felt used and dirty. Then I remembered that Jim wanted me to have sex with men. Not a man, but many men. He wanted to witness me being 'raped' by several men, taken in all of my holes. 

I let myself off the hook at that point. I had done nothing wrong. I had done what Jim wanted me to do. His darkest fantasy was quickly becoming mine. I had loved Gary's cock stroking in my tight pussy. I had felt like a virgin all over again as his eleven-inch cock had touched places that had never felt anything like it.

That night, lying next to Jim, I felt more in love with him than ever before. I had started down a path that would give both of us our greatest fantasies. Jim would be so proud of me when I got gangbanged at the party. He would see his wife 'taken' by several men. 

The next day Jim was busy doing homework. I cleaned up the house as usual, and then told him I was going out for a while. He nodded absently as I kissed him. He was engrossed in his studies, and I knew that he would be busy for the rest of the day.

I left and went to the local mall, meeting Gary at the prearranged time. It was just a little before ten in the morning, and the mall was barely open. Gary ushered me in and we went to several stores. I tried on lots of outfits. Soon I had four very sexy dresses and then Gary said we needed accessories.

We went into a Victoria's Secret and shopped there for quite a while. Gary dropped a bundle on clothes for me. I was intimidated by his choices, but he brushed off my worries as harmless fun. He reminded me of Jim's fantasy of me being a real slut.

I tried on everything Gary pointed out. He chose each set and when we were done he took me to lunch. At lunch he mentioned that he wanted a few pictures of me in my sexy new clothes so that he could remember this day and the party day forever.

After getting his assurances that he wouldn't show them to anyone I agreed. We went to his place and I tried on each combination of clothes. As I progressed they got more revealing and sexier. I was soon getting hot as I posed for Gary's camera. At one point Gary talked me into just the lingerie. 

Posing in the lingerie was making me so hot I finally told Gary that we should practice one more time. I wanted this party to go as smoothly as possible I told myself. Deep down I knew that what I really wanted was Gary's huge hot cock in my tight holes again. I was getting hooked on his cock and the illicit fucking we were doing.

Gary soon had me naked and in his bed. We began to play around with each other. Gary suddenly got up and looked down at me as I reclined back on his bed totally nude. I didn't attempt to cover up or anything. I was being the slut of any man's dreams at this point.

"Hey, I think that maybe we should get one or two more guy's over here and try a small gangbang, you know, to make sure you still will want more than one guy."

"Oh, I don't know about that Gary. I don't want to let it get around that I am an easy lay for just any man, or men, since you are talking about a gangbang. I am married after all."

"Yeah, but you have only had me, what if we get started and you decide that you can't do the gangbang? We will have quite a few men all worked up and nowhere to go. It could get real ugly and end up as a real rape. I think that we should make sure Kate, so that there are no problems later on."

"Gary, I can understand what you are saying but I just can't fuck a bunch of guy's now. I have a husband at home who has no idea of what I have already done. I can't cheat on him like that."

"Kate, he wants to see you with several men. He wants to see his wife getting gangbanged. He wants you to be ravished before his eyes. What if we start out on his fantasy and you decide to back out? How do you think he will react then? You need to be sure that you will go through with the plan so that his fantasy is fulfilled like he would want."

The upshot of our talk was that I gave in and he called up some friends. I was horny and wanted his cock, so it didn't take much convincing on his part. He was also right; I did need to prove to myself that I could follow through on this whole thing like planned.

We were into a make out session that was getting me as hot as the one the day before when the additional men arrived. He had called three guys and they all showed up, ready to fuck the slut. Me. 

In a matter of a few minutes they were naked and I had hands all over me. I had a moment of fear when they all descended on me and for the first time I used the safe word.

"Gary, I need to call the school."

He looked at me kind of funny then it dawned on him what I was really saying. He stopped everyone, much to their disgust, and pulled me into the bathroom.

"I'm afraid that I can't do this Gary. All of those men, I am just not sure anymore."

"Kate, I will send them home if you want, but could you try just a bit more. I will have them back off a bit and we will not be so aggressive. I think you may have gone into an overload with all of the hands and mouths touching you. Please try. Jim really wants this you know."

After thinking about it, I decided that Gary was right. Jim did want this, so for his fantasy I would try harder to go along with the plan. I loved Jim and wanted him to be very happy with me. I wanted to give him any fantasy he wanted. I also, deep down, wanted this to happen. I wanted to be taken by a group of men. I just had felt afraid of my own needs for a second.

When they had been touching me I had felt like just cutting loose and really going to town. I had almost succumbed to my 'inner slut' and let loose a new and improved Kate. I wanted to be Kate the whore, Kate the real world-class slut. I was afraid of not being able to hold back and never quitting this 'new me' lifestyle. My fears were that I wouldn't quit, even if Jim wanted me to.

I realized that my reluctance at having more than one man was because I would go off and not want to stop having gangbangs. I felt that I could easily become a real big time slut if I didn't hold myself in check somewhat.

I went back into Gary's bedroom and saw those naked men standing waiting. I looked at their cocks, judging which one would be the first where. I had juices flowing out of my pussy like a river. I saw them looking at my pussy and could tell they could see the moisture running down my legs too.

"Come on over here slut. We have some business to do here."

Gary was in his 'rapist' mode. I loved the feeling of helplessness that I had as if I had to do what I was ordered to do. I felt like a naked lamb being led into a den of wolves.

"Hey bitch, get on the bed and spread those long sexy legs of yours. I want to see that pussy up close and personal like."

The man who made that demand was a bit taller than Gary, and black. His cock was a little shorter than Gary's, but much fatter. I positioned myself sideways on the bed on my back, with my legs spread wide as I could. My head hung over one side and my pussy in the middle of it. 

As I lay there, they stepped up close and began to talk. They said such nasty things about me, talking like I wasn't even there. Like I was a piece of furniture or something. I was getting hotter and hotter the more they spouted off those nasty comments.

"Shit, this bitch is wetter than a river in a rainstorm. She wants us bad. All this cock is turning her on pretty good."

"Man I can't wait to get my prick in her ass. It looks so tight and hot."

"You ever had a brother cunt? Once you goes black you never goes back."

"Hey she just wants cock, she don't care if it's white, black, or polka-dotted. Just as long as they are in her holes she will be happy. This is what a real first class slut looks like boys."

Gary had made that last comment. I truly felt the way he said those things. I didn't really care what the cock looked like in color or anything; I just wanted them to fuck me.

They moved in on me. One guy got between my spread legs and started to lick and suck on my very wet pussy. I immediately went into an orgasm. They all laughed at that.

"Shit this whore is cumming already, and we haven't even started to give her all of this cock. She is going to be a real memorable fuck."

"WOW, what a slut. I can't wait until we have her old man watching us fuck her eyeballs out. He is going to shit when we have her cumming before we even touch her. He will know he is married to a real whore then."

Their words inflamed my already horny body. I was in overdrive and ready to fuck and suck any man that came up to me now. I had never felt so nasty in my life. I had thoughts running through my mind that I had always brushed off. Now they were in the foremost part of my thinking.

The guy eating my pussy suddenly got up.

"We need to shave this cunt. I want bald pussy to eat and fuck. I think that we should shave her totally bald. Bald is best, that's my motto."

I protested, knowing that I would have a hard time telling Jim why I had shaved. We had several arguments in the past when he had wanted me to shave myself down there. I didn't like the feeling of the hair when it grew back.

Gary just said that I was his slut and his sluts were clean-shaven, like it or not. If I didn't shave, I didn't get the cock. My choice was limited to shave and get that cock, or not shave and go home, horny and wanting. I chose to get fucked. I would come up with something to tell Jim.

Gary left and got a razor and shaving cream. Another man got a towel and a bowl of water. I was soon being shaved as I lay there on the bed. The man shaving me was cautious, but he was also fingering my pussy and asshole every chance he got. By the time I was clean-shaven, I had had three orgasms. 

After the shaving was finished the fucking began in earnest. Eventually I had one cock in my pussy, one in my mouth, and finally one in my ass. I had three cocks in my body and they were fucking me hard. Gary was watching the whole show. I thought at one point I saw flashes or bright lights, but didn't think anything of it since I was being so well fucked.

I had orgasm after orgasm. Soon all of the men had had me in each hole. Cum was running out of my pussy and asshole freely. I had swallowed what seemed like gallons of cum. Cum in my hair, on my breasts, all over me. Four men had constantly fucked me for three and a half hours. I was totally exhausted by the time they wore out. 

Gary let me rest for a bit and then he got me dressed and took me home. He dropped me off a block away from the apartment. I walked the rest of the way, and if anybody watched me walk they could have probably seen that I was walking like a well-fucked whore. I waddled more than walked; my pussy and ass were a touch sore.

I had cum dripping off of my hair, and running down my legs. I had cum flowing out of my asshole and pussy. They were also gaping wide open. I could feel the cool outside air dancing in and out of my tender holes.

Arriving home Jim was still studying. I snuck through the house and slipped into the bathroom. I took a shower and as I stepped out Jim said through the door that we were going out to eat. I felt guilty, as I knew that I had been so well fucked this afternoon while Jim sat innocently at home doing his homework.

I was able to cover my feelings of betrayal and told Jim that I would be ready in a moment. As I got dressed and Jim waited for me in our living room, I almost started to cry.

I loved him so much, and I had been such a whore today. How would he feel if he knew how much I liked being gangbanged? Would he be all right with this or kick me out and leave me? Even though I was doing what he wanted, I wasn't sure if this 'extra' practice was a good idea. I was getting hung up on all of the cocks I had been fucking now.

Going out to dinner or a movie was something new to our routine. Jim had finally started to take me out as if we were dating. I knew that he was trying to be the best husband for me he could be. It made me feel real good that I was working so hard to give him his fantasy now. He was going to love this party coming up.

That Monday, as Jim was in school, I heard a knock at our door. When I opened it three of the guys I had gangbanged were standing there with smiles on their faces.

"Hey Kate, I figured you wanted some more practice. I got the boys together and here we are."

"Oh, I think we should wait until the party don't you?"

"Kate, you want Jim to be pleased with his fantasy don't you? I think that you need some more practice. You know, so he will have his fantasy fulfilled."

I relented, partly because I was horny, and partly because I did want everything to go smoothly at the party. They came in and in a matter of minutes I was naked and in our bedroom being fucked by three men. I had a cock in each hole and they were fucking me into nirvana, again.

Since they showed up in the morning just after Jim left, we had the whole day to fuck. After the initial fuck that morning, one of them made a call, and soon there were six more men in my bed fucking me. The gangbang went on for the rest of the day, until about an hour and a half before Jim was due home.

The guys helped me clean up the place, which surprised me quite a bit. I thought that they would just take off and leave me to do that. Had I known that this was all a scam and they wanted to make sure that Jim didn't find out until the party, well, everything would have been far different.

The next day Gary showed up after Jim left and fucked me in all of my holes before lunch. I cleaned his cock up with my mouth after he pulled out of my asshole. I really liked doing this now. It made me feel like such a whore.

Gary left at lunch and I cleaned the house up real well. I was getting it ready for the party, and trying to not let Jim see that I was preparing it for a party. I could do so much moving of stuff before he would get suspicious of my 'cleaning' so I just hoped that Gary would have some help over before Jim got home to help me get stuff lined out.

The day of the party Gary showed up and fucked me just after lunch. He took my ass then my pussy, and then I swallowed his cum down my throat. Afterwards he filled me in on the details of the party.

"I got about seven guys coming tonight. They are going to start to show up around four thirty or five. Jim should get home around five or so, so we will get him a chair and tied up like a for real forced deal. When he is tied up I will signal you and you can wear that dress with the slits up the side. No underwear, just the dress. Jim will be beside himself when he sees you in that number."

"What about the rest of the week? You aren't going to take me out of town are you Gary?"

"No baby, I am taking you to a very special place to spend the next four days. You will get all of the cock you want there. I will even provide some pussy for you to entertain too. Not to worry, everyone will have a clean bill of health before they are allowed to sample my slut."

"No pictures Gary, I don't want any of this to come back and haunt me afterwards. This is going to be a one-time thing and after that I am just going to want Jim. OK?"

"Oh yeah baby, no pictures and one time thing. You are in my capable hands now Kate. You can rely on me to do you up right. You just be my slut for the next few days and I guarantee you will have the time of your life. Then you can go back to Jim, just like planned."

"God Gary, I can't wait. You are such a good friend to us. I hope Jim will appreciate all of the hard work you have done for us."

"Kate, this hasn't been work, it has been a pleasure. I have loved each moment of the last week. I am only glad that I was able to help you guys out."

Well, if you read my husbands story, you know what happened at the party. I acted like and was treated like a total world-class slut. I took on all the men there that night and Jim watched me get royally fucked. 

At one point I thought I saw Jim crying, but when I looked again I didn't see any tears, so I thought that I had been mistaken. He looked so helpless tied up in that chair as those men took me over and over. Gary's girlfriend was standing by Jim with a hand on his shoulder.

At one point, Gary's girlfriend whispered something in Gary's ear. Soon I was straddled over two large cocks and took them in my now loose pussy. Once they were in, that loose pussy became very, very, tight again. As those two cocks stroked in and out of me another cock entered my ass. It was so deliciously tight. I then took a fourth cock into my throat. 

I got 'quad' fucked several times that week. That night, being the first time, sent me to nirvana. I couldn't believe that I had all of that cock in me at once. Gary told me later that at that point I had over three and a half feet of cock in my body. Unbelievable.

At the end of the night, as I was leaving to go to Gary's party palace, I saw Jim struggling. He put on a real good and convincing show. I just knew that I had fulfilled his deepest and darkest fantasy and it had turned out eve better than I had hoped. Another plus was the fact that I had been so well fucked. God I loved being a slut.

The next morning, at the fraternity house, I had a constant stream of hard bodies coming and cumming to me. I was kept busy all that day fucking and sucking cock. At lunchtime I ate some food that Gary had prepared and took a shower. After lunch, two girls showed up and started to fondle me. I wasn't sure about the lesbian thing and said as much to Gary.

"Hey, I don't know about doing women Gary. I am not a lesbian or anything, I like cock, not pussy."

"Kate, you are my slut for the next three days yet. If I want you to do pussy, you do pussy. If I want you to do cock, you do cock. If I tell you to do a horse, you will do the fucking horse. You are my slut. You are my whore. On Sunday night, at midnight, you are Jim's wife again. Until then, you are my slut. Do not forget that."

"What if I use my safe word Gary? Will you still honor that?"

"Oh, yeah, I will still honor that Kate, but have I had you do anything that you haven't enjoyed yet?"

"No, you haven't. But a horse? Come on Gary, you can't be serious."

"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. You just act like my slut and I will make sure you have a real good weekend Kate. I am your master for the rest of this weekend, like you agreed to."

He sounded so dark and foreboding. I was certainly not going to do a horse, and I didn't think that I was going to do women either. By three o'clock that afternoon I was licking a pussy and having mine sucked by those two women. Gary had a crowd of men watching us too. I didn't care; I had discovered that I liked pussy as well as cock. I still preferred cock though.

That night Gary took me down to an adult movie theater. There we went to the back and went into a booth. This is where I learned about 'glory-holes' for the first time. I had never been in an adult theater before in my life.

Gary put some quarters in the slot and started a movie. I looked around a saw the holes in the walls. One of the holes was huge. You could have put two basketballs through it, at once. The other holes were smaller, although you could clearly see that an arm could fit through them at any point. 

We watched the movie for a minute then I noticed a cock poking through the largest hole in the wall. It was the biggest, blackest, and hardest cock I had ever seen. Gary nudged me towards it.

"Give it a lick Kate. He wants you suck him. Suck his cock until he shoots off into your throat. I want you to face fuck that black cock, slut."




The Assignment Ch. 4



"What about a condom? I don't want to get a disease Gary."

"Kate, just do it! Get down on your slut knees and suck that cock right now. I am the master here. He won't have a disease, Christ you worry too much. Just suck that cock."

Reluctantly, I got down and began to lick and suck on that monster cock. Soon he was thrusting it in and out of my mouth. Gary pulled up on my hips as I gave the blowjob to the strange cock. He positioned me just so and the next thing I knew there was another cock entering my pussy.

I glanced over and realized that it wasn't Gary! He was standing beside me as the cock in my pussy was ramming in and out of me. I had a total stranger fucking me as I sucked yet another stranger. My brain went into overdrive and I started to orgasm. 

I had two strange cocks in me and I loved it. Gary grabbed my head and began to thrust it against the cock in my mouth. Soon I had it in my throat. The black strangers balls were bouncing on my chin, as I would bottom out at the base of that huge shaft.

He started to groan and I knew he was about to cum. He shot off and Gary kept my head at the base of his cock. All of the sperm from that big black specimen of black manhood shot into my throat. I swallowed and swallowed. I drank in all of the sperm and didn't spill a drop. He pulled out and turned to go.

"Hey man, stick around, this slut wants you to fuck her asshole with that piece of meat too."

"Are you shitting me? No woman has ever taken this in her ass. It is way to big for that."

"You saying you don't want to fuck this sluts ass?"

"No man, if she wants to have this cock in her ass she gets the cock in her ass. I have to go piss, I'll be back."

Meanwhile the man in my pussy was cumming. His sperm felt hot, and there was a copious amount of it. He pulled out and I could feel cum running down my legs. Gary was stroking my hair and calling me his 'best little slut'.

The man who had just fucked me had a plastic cup in his hand and he held it under my pussy. I could feel him scraping cum off of my leg. Soon he was holding it out in front of my face.

"Have a drink whore. My cum from your pussy, a real cocktail don't you think?"

I took the proffered drink and tilted it up. As his cum ran done my throat I realized that I really loved the taste of all cum now. I must have since I was drinking it out of a cup in front of a complete stranger, and it was that stranger's cum I was drinking.

The black man came back and Gary let him in the room with us. Gary took the bench along the wall and set it up in the middle of the room. The black man laid down on it and his huge shaft stuck way up in the air.

Gary picked me up in his strong arms and set me over that monster cock. I soon had it starting into my asshole. It was very painful going at first, but pretty soon I had all of it in my poor abused, yet very tight ass.

The way the bench was positioned, my head was at the large hole in the wall as I reclined back. Soon a cock was sticking through and Gary had me throating it. This man I was sucking grabbed my head and really started to fuck my throat. This caused my body to move back and forth on the cock in my ass.

Gary opened the door to the booth and another man entered. His cock was out and he crawled up on top of me. I now had three cocks in me, fucking me like I was just a hole for cock. I was orgasming on a steady basis. I had never felt so debauched, so dirty, so nasty. I loved every minute of this fucking.

The man in my pussy shot off first, and Gary caught the cum as it ran out of me. He had kept that cup the other man had used on me earlier. The man in my mouth shot off and I swallowed all of his offering. When the black man in my ass started to shake Gary pulled me off of his cock and had me throat it as he shot off. He really had a load, even though it was his second time in less than an hour. 

Towards the end of the night Gary had me drink the cum in the cup in front of six men. They moaned and made crude comments as I licked my lips then the dregs from the cup. I relished the comments and the cum too.

We were at the movie theater for hours. When I got back to the frat house everyone was asleep or gone out. Gary showered me clean and put me to bed. I could feel my holes gaping open. The next morning they were still loose and my pussy lips hung down quite a bit. I really hoped that they would tighten back up.

That morning Gary let me rest up. That afternoon we went out and to a basketball game. It was a semi-pro game, and Gary had me in the shortest dress we had gotten. It also was extremely low cut. My breasts were almost totally exposed, and if I bent over too far, which was not very much in this number, they would spill out into view of all around.

Gary wouldn't let me wear any underwear either, so I had to be careful of how I sat and walked so I didn't expose myself and my clean-shaven cunt. Being dressed like I was made me so horny and feel so wanton. I was a true slut.

"I have a friend you are going to meet. He is out on the floor playing right now. You are going to entertain him and his friends after the game. You will love this Kate. You are such a good slut now."

I was pleased that Gary was happy with my being a good slut. I was trying hard, and he was making sure that I got fucked a bunch. I felt so whorish sitting in a crowd of people in that dress, showing most of what I had to offer.

I could hear some comments around me as I sat there watching the game. Most were from women, talking to other women, or their men.

"Do you see what that slut is wearing in public? What a whore."

"Don't look at her you prick, you are my husband. She is probably some prostitute. You just pay attention to the game or we are leaving."

"Honey, can you see that whore sitting over there? Now do you see why I won't dress like that for you? Listen to what everyone is saying about her. Do you want them to talk about me like that?"

"She isn't wearing anything under that dress, what a whore. Quit looking at her, you are my husband, you jerk."

I could have given them a clue or two about what their husbands wanted at that point, but they wouldn't have believed me, nor would they have listened. I wouldn't have were I in their place just three weeks ago either. Now I knew far more and far better.

Gary had his hand on my thigh as we watched the game, and soon I felt it going up and under the material of my dress. He was fingering me in public in a crowd of people. I was being felt up and people could see his hand had gone under my dress and since it was so short, they had to know that he was fingering my pussy.

His other hand worked its way into the top of my dress, and pretty quick he was rolling a nipple around between his fingers. God, I was getting so hot. Anyone with an ounce of sense would see and know that I was a slut to allow this to happen in public.

After the game, Gary's friend's team won, he took me down a hallway and into a locker room. There were tall naked men everywhere. I was the only woman in the whole place. His friend came over as I watched all of that cock dancing around me. 

"Hey man, what did you think of the game? Is this Kate?"

"Great game Steve, great game. Yeah this is my slut Kate. She is here to entertain you guys. She always likes to fuck winners."

"Shit, this lady is great looking. Where on earth did you ever find such a good looking slut?"

"Her husband wanted her to do this. His fantasy you know. She has been doing real well too. So far she hasn't refused to do anything I have asked her to do. She is a real first class slut. Aren't you Kate?"

"Uh, yes. I am Gary's slut, Kate. I will do anything he wants me to do. What do you want me to do Gary?"

"Well Kate, my friends here just won a game. You should be congratulating them, don't you think?"

I knew that Gary wanted me on my knees sucking cock at that point, so I pulled the straps of my dress off my shoulders and let it drop to the floor. The men started to crowd around me whistling and making crude comments.

"Christ would you look at the tits on that bitch. What a slut, dropping that dress off like that in front of us. She must want it bad, real bad."

"Hey momma, come over here and kiss the winning cock."

I moved over to that man and went to my knees. I took his large black cock into my mouth and after a few strokes I had most of it in my throat. He closed his eyes and moaned.

"Look at that cocksucker! She took all of his cock in one stroke. I want her to blow me too. I have never seen any whore take that much cock all the way like that, ever."

"Gary, you have trained this one right for sure. Can she take cock in her ass too?"

"Don't you know it man. She will take cock in all of her holes. She has even had two in her pussy and one in her ass at the same time. She loves to suck and deep throat cock too. This is the best married whore I have ever had, bar none."

For the next six hours I proved Gary's comments to be true. I had cock in me all of the time until I finally wore them all out. I did the 'quad' fuck several times and at one point, one of the better-endowed men took my pussy as two of his buddies took my ass. A reverse quad fuck of sorts.

My sexual high continued for the whole time. These guys were athletic and strong so I was put into some positions that I had never tried before. I came and came, finally I passed out at some point, although the fucking of my body continued. I came to later, and I was still being fucked.

When they were all done with me Gary took me back to the frat house. I was given a bath and Gary dried me off. He treated me with such deference. I was touched by this until later, after I got home and talked to Jim, when I realized he had been putting on an act in order to get me to do everything I did. 

He had set me up and then closed the trap in such a manner I never knew until I got home. All of the many lies he had fed me had been at work on Jim too.

The last day with Gary was more subdued. He had me fucking his frat brothers and I did another lesbian group suck with those two girls again. The guys really got off watching that. There were cocks everywhere fucking all of us girls. 

At one point, a cock was pulled out of the brunette's asshole and fed to me. I swallowed it completely. When his balls were bouncing off of my chin, he shot his load into my mouth. I felt so nasty doing this. I ended up doing it for other cocks and from the other girl too. They couldn't believe that I would do such a thing and just watched along with the men as I deep throated those nasty cocks.

Gary took me to my home on that Monday morning before classes started. I hadn't seen or heard from Jim since the party night. I walked into the place and immediately knew something was amiss. My dog had been taken care of, but Jim was nowhere around. 

I thought at first he was at school, until I saw some stuff missing. I went into the bedroom and was shocked to find all of his things gone. I became frantic as I realized he had left me.

When Jim showed up later that morning, I found out how well I had been set up and led down a path of treachery and darkness. Jim had never written that fantasy. Gary had rewritten Jim's original work and led me to believe that it was all Jim's.

I was desperate to keep Jim, and stunned as he told me I was a whore and a slut. How he had already had his fantasy in being married to me. I had ruined our marriage and our lives together in a real hurtful and huge way.

As Jim left me standing in our home and walked out the door that day I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders. I should have talked to Jim about this first. I should have never listened to Gary. I had acted and been such a whore and a slut for a man who had used me as a piece of meat.

I cried that night, alone, so dreadfully alone. My dog even wouldn't come near me, as if he sensed that I had hurt Jim so I would hurt him too. I wanted to die. I had betrayed my husband.

I had been the cause of my husband's wrists being cut as he tried to get free to stop me from doing what I had done. I had ruined our marriage for what I believed to be a fantasy of Jim's. It had in reality, been another man's fantasy, another mans dream.

My world was spinning out of control, spiraling into a deep dark and foreboding place. A place I wouldn't have gone if I had only listened to my husband. If I had only talked to him about this, not acted it out first. I had been a colossal fool. 

The other shoe was to drop the next day. I was to find out that Gary had over prepared and had a hold on me now. He was going to let me know the rest of the story then. I would be trapped for two months. Two months of hell, doing what ever his twisted mind could come up with. Behind Jim's back I would still be being a whore for Gary.

Up until his 'accident'. I was sure that Jim was responsible for that attack on Gary and now I was becoming afraid for myself too. Jim had to have been pushed pretty far to do something like that to Gary, so could I be next? I had doubts about everything now. Jim had acted out towards Gary in a way that I had never thought he could. We had all been changed by this 'party' now, me most of all.



The Assignment Ch. 5



Gary stopped by my place a few days after Jim walked out on me.  I was furious when I saw him on my doorstep I started to yell at him but he shoved by me and came into my apartment.  Like he owned it or something.

"Kate, you should know that you are going to do some favors for me.  I have some stuff you need to see before you say too much more and really piss me off.  Your little ass is mine for the foreseeable future."

  His words shocked me into quietness.   What the hell did he mean he had some stuff?  What stuff did he have that I needed to see?  I wanted him dead and out of my life.  He had possibly ruined my marriage forever and now he was strutting around like he owned me or something.

"Get out Gary.  I don't ever want to see you again.  You son of a bitch!  You have ruined my marriage.  Jim left me because of your bullshit story that you convinced me was Jim's fantasy.  GET OUT."

"Now now, Kate.  You better hear me out first.  You see, your wimpy husband might have left you but we both know that you really loved all of the cock you had last week.  We both know that you like to get gangbanged by strange cocks.  You are, deep down, a real slut aren't you Kate?"

"You bastard.  You tricked me into believing Jim wanted that.  I did it because I thought Jim would really get off on it and I wanted to live out his fantasy.  NOT YOURS.  You prick!"

"Prick is the better part of a man Kate.  Yes I have a big prick.  You loved my big prick Kate.  I saw the look in your eyes while you wee posting up and down on it several times.  You loved every inch of my cock, didn't you?"

"How I felt then does not matter.  What you did was next to rape."

"WRONG KATE.  You willing let yourself be gangbanged.  You willingly fucked all those men.  You will also let some more men have you tonight too."

"You can't be serious.  You are fucking nuts.  GET OUT."

"Kate, Kate, Kate.  Look at these and while you peruse them over I will tell you what you will be doing tonight.  If you do not cooperate, well, these pictures will go out to you loving hubby, who will use them in his divorce proceedings.  Some will go to your parents, his parents, your friends, your other relatives; your hometown will be plastered with them too.  I can tell you this, you will do what I want or you will suffer more than you are now."

  I was looking at the pictures on the coffee table.  He had dumped them out and they had spread of their own volition.  There I was with a huge smile on my face getting fucked by three cocks in a 'quad' fuck.  One showed me taking a long black cock to its base.  In all of the pictures I looked to be loving every minute of it.

  I started to cry.  If Jim saw these we were done being a couple for sure.  He would leave me like yesterday's trash.  I was trash.  I was a white trash whore.  I was Gary's white trash whore now.  What was I thinking anyway, Jim had already left me.

"What time and where?  I will only do this for so long Gary."

"Whore, you will do this as long as I tell you to.  Your ass is mine from now on.  Your wimpy hubby ran away.  You stayed here, so you must want more of the same you have had.  You will be my whore until I am tired of you.  My place, six o'clock.  Now, get down and thank me properly for getting you so well fucked."

  I had no choice as far as I could see.  I slowly dropped to my knees and undid Gary's pants.  His erection was already sticking up out of the top of them a bit.  The head of his cock was almost purple.  As I started to lick and suck on it Gary put his hands on my head.  He gently held me as I took his cock to its base.  

"See Kate?  You really are a natural-born cocksucker.  You love to have my cock in your mouth, down your throat.  You love getting fucked by strange cock.  You are a real first class slut Kate, MY slut."

  His words were like gasoline on a fire.  I began to get into the blowjob I was giving him.  I loved to be called a slut by him.  I sucked on him the best I could until I was rewarded with his load.  It was very copious and I wasn't able to swallow it all.  What I missed I licked up off of his still hard cock.

"Get up and turn around.  Drop those shorts. I want to fuck that tight ass of yours slut.  Then you can clean me up properly."

  I did as he demanded.  I got up, turned around and dropped my shorts and panties.  I bent over the arm of the couch and spread the cheeks of my ass for him.  He stepped up behind me and pushed his cock into my wet pussy.  After a bit he pulled it out and shoved it up my tight asshole.

  As his cock entered me I started to cum.  I couldn't believe that I was orgasming as he shoved his large cock into my ass.  I felt like such a slut.  Such a whore.  Gary fucked my as for quite a while, then when he was about to cum he pulled out.

"Here slut, come get your breakfast."

  I turned around and took his erection, his very long hard cock into my mouth.  I swallowed it as far as it would go.   His balls were on my chin as he shot off in my mouth.  Afterwards I licked and sucked him clean.  He then left, with instructions on what I should be wearing when I got to his place that night.

"I want you to wear the blue dress, the one with the low cut front and back.  NO underwear.  Just the dress.  We will be going out for dinner.  You will act and be the slut like I want Kate."

  After Gary was gone I went into the bedroom and cried.  I was so miserable.  I still loved my Jim.  I wanted to be his wife.  I didn't want to fuck on demand for Gary, but his hold over me was complete.  While I was fucking and sucking, well, I got lost in it and loved everything I did.

  That night Gary took me out to a nightclub that had a restaurant.  We ate then he took me out on the dance floor.  As we danced parts of me were constantly on show.  It was impossible for me to stay covered all the time.  Soon, the looks I was getting form the men around me had me hotter than I had been for a while. 

  My pussy started to get real wet, and Gary knew it.  At our table he fingered me until I was almost to orgasm.  He would take me so close then stop.  It was driving me crazy.  Soon I started to beg him for release.

"Please Gary.  Please let me cum.  I want to cum.  I will do anything if you let me cum."

"Kate, be careful what you ask for.  You just might get it.  Be patient.  You will get to cum in a bit."

  We continued to dance.  Now as we danced, Gary would finger me on the dance floor.  Other people could see him finger-fucking me right out there.  It only made me hotter.  Other men began to cut in and Gary would let them dance with me for a while.  

  As one man was dancing with me he started to finger me like Gary had been.  I let him do whatever he wanted to.  He fingered me into a great orgasm.  It had been building up for a bit so when he got me off I just rolled in it for quite some time.  My dance partner held me firmly, and as we walked off the floor back to our table he whispered that he wanted to fuck me.

  Gary overheard him and invited him to set with us.  He sat down first, and Gary kept me standing.  After the stranger sat down, Gary leaned in to me and whispering told me to sit on my new friends lap and let things go from there.

  I was shocked.  Gary was saying he wanted me to fuck this guy right here in public?  NO WAY.  I started to shake my head no but Gary then told me to do it or the mail would get interesting around my families places real quick.

  I slid in and sat down on the strangers lap.  His cock was already out and as I sat down he aligned it to my pussy.  It was still wet, so as I sat down it went right in.  He grabbed my breasts and soon the top of my dress was down around my waist.  His stroking was getting rougher and his fingers were pinching my nipples so hard they left marks.

"What a slut.  I have never fucked a woman in public like this before.  You are a real slut lady.  Your pussy is so tight too.  God I can't wait to tell my buddies about this."

"You're going to need pictures pard."

  Gary was nuts.  He had a digital camera in his hands and he just pulled the table away form us and started to take pictures of me being fucked in public, my dress down around my waist showing off my breasts, and you could see his cock as it pumped in and out of my pussy.

  I didn't try and stop him from taking the pictures.  I didn't try to stop myself from being fucked in the club.  People were staring at me as this stranger fucked me.  Suddenly he decided that such a slut would take it anywhere.

"Hey, I'll bet you like it in your ass too don't you whore?"

"Oh yeah, she loves it in her asshole man.  She will even clean you up afterwards."

Gary was not helping me at all.  Gone was the caring and loving man who had been concerned for his 'buddy'.  In his place was a real bastard.  I hated him.  I wanted him to die a painful death.  At the same time I needed him to provide for my new needs.

The man I was fucking picked me up and since I knew where his cock was going next, I just it and lined it up on my asshole.  He laughed and then let me down.  His cock went right into my ass and I bottomed out in his lap.  

  He fucked my ass for quite a while, and the people in the club were walking by, gawking at the slut getting her ass fucked off right there in front of them.  As he started to cum Gary had me get off of him and get on my knees.  Knowing what was expected of me, I took that cock and swallowed it to its base.  He shot off and I swallowed all of his cum, not missing a drop.

  Afterwards I licked and sucked his cock clean.  I could hear people in the background saying what a whore I was.  What a filthy whore.  A rotten slut.  It fired me up and I actually had a small orgasm as I sucked his cock.

"That has to have been the hottest thing I have ever done in a club.  You are one hot slut bitch.  I hope you got some great shots there buddy."

"Oh yeah.  Here, I'll let you have these.  I took twenty-four, there are twelve here.  I want to keep the rest for my collection."

  Gary had gotten twenty-four pictures of me being fucked, ass-fucked and sucking cock in public in that club.  I was a whore.  I was a slut.  I had an orgasm while listening to people call me a whore, a slut.

  That was the way it went for the next month or so.  Gary would have me meet him somewhere and then he would get me worked up.  Eventually I would be fucking who ever came up to me and Gary would have me do what ever they wanted.  I would do things that no woman should but I loved it at the same time.

  Meanwhile, Jim and I had been talking.  I knew that he could tell I was holding something from him.  I couldn't let him know what a whore I had become.  I still loved him with all my heart.  I also loved getting all of the strange cock I had been getting.

  I still hated Gary, but his cock and his way of getting me turned on by his control of me had me like putty in his hands.  If Jim ever found out, well, if I had to choose, I would choose Jim if he would still have me.  I would miss the cocks and the fucking, but I truly loved Jim, and I knew that he would take care of me and not let me be hurt.

  Gary had me as a special 'guest' at several parties, where I was totally fucked out.  There would be groups of men and usually I would perform with another woman or in one case, three other women.  That had been a memorable time.

  He had walked me into the room where there were about twelve guys in various stages of party highs.  He walked me up on a little homemade stage and it was about three feet off of the floor.  It was padded with four mattresses, and had some kind of cover over it.  It was actually quite comfortable to lie on.

  He had me do a little strip tease walking amount the partygoers. They were not real gentlemen.  I was grabbed and felt up at every opportunity.  I had fingers in my asshole and pussy.  My breasts were pinched, nipples rolled between fingers.  It was so nasty.  I was so nasty.

  Gary then had the other three girls come out.  They were naked and had already been helping themselves to each other.  They crawled out on the stage and Gary led me up to them. 

"Get naked Kate, and show us what you are made of.  These gals here want to suck and fuck you senseless.  I am sure after that the guys around us will be next.  You have been highly talked about and they can't wait to have you slut."

  His words caused my pussy to flow with juices.  I was shaking I was so turned on.  I stripped off my clothes, and sexily as I could, crawled out on the stage.  The women pulled me in between them and soon I had fingers and tongues all over my body.  

  I fell from one orgasm to another as they worked me over.  At one point I was in a sixty-nine with a blonde and her shaven pussy was in my face.  She rubbed it all over my nose and tongue as I tried to lick her.

  While I was eating her out her tongue had me on the edge of a hard cum.  The other two grabbed my legs and pulled them wide open then back over to my shoulders.  It almost hurt since I was spread so wide and stretched out like I was.

  Suddenly I realized that something was prodding my pussy lips.  It felt like a huge cock.  I squirmed around letting it rub up and down my pussy lips, wanting it in me.  After a few minutes I felt it pushing against my pussy.  I relaxed as much as I could in the position I was in and it pressed into my very tight pussy.

  As I got used to the intruder the girl on top of me orgasmed and then fell off of me.  When I looked down I saw that one of the other women had her fist and part of her arm in me.  It wasn't a cock; it was a woman fisting me.  That knowledge set me off.  I came and came, shaking like a vibrator gone wild.

  I could see flashes of light and I knew that Gary was filming this whole nasty fucking I was getting.  The girl fisting me had her pussy near my head, so I figured 'tit for tat'.  I placed my hand at her pussy, expecting her to shy away, but was pleasantly surprised when she spread her legs wider and allowed me to start to finger her.

  As I dropped into an orgasm for the umpteenth time, my hand slipped into her tight pussy.  It felt so wet and hot and tight, like a velvet glove with a heartbeat.  I swooned as she started to ram her fist in and out of me.  We rolled into mutual orgasms after a few minutes of our debauchery.

  That had been a real first for me.  I had been well fucked before, but she knew where to place her fist in me and get the absolute most spectacular results.  Afterwards, the men joined in and at the very end of the night one of them fisted me too.  I loved all of it.

  The next day I had the realization that even though I still loved Jim, I was fast becoming addicted to the sex and the type of group sex I had been having.  I knew that now, even if I went back to Jim, if he would want me back, I would have a very hard time staying faithful to just him.

  It wasn't the size of his cock or the fact the fact that he had never done some of the things I liked to do now.  It was more the amount and variations I was getting now.  I still hated Gary, don't get me wrong, but I loved the sex he had introduced me to.

  I knew that Jim wouldn't ever be able to accept this new me, and he would probably leave me if he knew how much I loved this debauched sex I had now.  I still loved him with all of my being, but the sex was a very real and serious block to us staying together in the future.

  Several times when I would talk to Jim I would almost tell him of my newfound needs.  Then I would look at him as he sat there trying to come to terms with what I had already done to him and to us and chicken out. 

  Right now I didn't have the best of both worlds, although some people would have thought so.  What I had was that feeling of being in purgatory.  Close to heaven, no quite in though.  Deep down I wanted Jim to want me to be a slut for him.  I wanted him to treat me like Gary had been and currently was.  I could love Jim even as he would make me fuck others.  Gary I hated.

  When I finally had enough, I made up my mind.  I was either going to lose Jim forever, or he would come around for me.  I went to his apartment in the other town he had moved to.  He wasn't expecting me.  He was a bit cold towards me but I didn't let it get to me.  I stayed cheerful and that upset him and mixed him up.

  I had my say and then as he questioned me I started to cry.  I really wanted him to love me enough to let me live the life I had been living, but at that point I realized he would never accept it.  I also knew that I loved him enough now to walk away from that life and go to him alone.

  When I heard what had happened to Gary I realized that Jim had been pushed way too far.  I had never thought that he could be violent like that.  He really fucked Gary up.  I loved hearing about his condition, but deep down I knew that I was going to miss the great sex he had provided both with him and with the other men and women.

  That is when I also realized that Jim was more than I had thought for some time.  I had actually bought in with Gary's thoughts of how much of a wimp Jim was.  I was ashamed when I saw that I had been so wrong, so misled about my own husband yet again.  That bastard Gary deserved every hit Jim had put to him. 

  My feelings and my mental state were so mixed up now.  I wanted the sex and the debauchery.  I wanted to be fucked and everything I had experienced these last months.  I also desperately wanted my husband back.  I wanted him to forgive me.  I was so torn between my slut self and my loyal  'faithful wife' self.

  During our 'reunion' at Jim's place I thought that he had heard about my fucking around since the party.  He threw out that 'bet you have been getting fucked on a regular basis' thought and I almost gave up.

  For a minute I figured he had seen pictures of me being fisted or gang-fucked.  I was sure he was done with me.  Then the part about my never asking for his forgiveness came out.  I hadn't said I was sorry.  I guess I felt deep down that I had enjoyed what I had done, why be sorry.

  As soon as I knew that he was hurt over my lack of asking him to forgive me I knew that I had been looking at this all-wrong to begin with.  I could see the pain in his eyes, the love pouring out of his soul.  I felt so terribly rotten.  I had let Gary in his lust; convince me of so many things I had forgotten what it was to be married to the sweetest and most loving man in the world.  I had forgotten in my lust, how much we had together.

  Later that night, after we had the best sex we had ever had in our married lives, together, I told him a little bit about my new desires.  I had let Jim cum in my mouth, cleaned him up after he had been in my ass, all the things that before all of this happened I had dreamed about doing. 

  The lovemaking, that is what it was too love making, well, I had had the best orgasms of my entire life with my husband.  That night and the next morning had been so much better because it was with the man whom I loved more than life itself.  I had been pleasing my husband, not a stranger.  

  The stranger sex had been great mind you.  Not knowing whom you are fucking had an edge to it.  Doing those things with the love of my life, well, that was miraculously better than I would have thought.  I still wanted the gangbangs and the other men, but I also knew that I could live without it if I had Jim and he didn't want to play that way.

  Jim told you of our 'demons' in his story.  Let me tell you a bit about our 'demons'.  Jim came to the understanding that I liked the variations of strange men, and women.  He admitted, after about three months that it turned him on too.  He also admitted to the fact that while we had been separated he had played with another woman.




The Assignment Ch. 5



To my surprise, and Jim's too, I was really upset with him for cheating on me.  After I calmed down I came to the realization that what he had done was nowhere near as rough as I had been on him being with all of those men.

  After a lot of talking and making up between us we worked out a deal.  It is the best of both worlds for me now, and I believe that Jim is getting into it a quite a bit more than he admits to me.

  He sets me up with small parties, where I will 'perform' and have numerous men or women.  I get to fuck and suck to my hearts content.  He watches and sometimes joins in.  I find that watching Jim fuck another woman as I am licking them where they are joined is the sexiest thing I can think of.  To take my husbands cock into my mouth after he pulls it out of another woman's pussy or ass is, to me, the most loving and at the same time debauched thing I can do.

  The first time I swallowed his cock right after he pulled it out of another woman's asshole set him off like you would not believe.  I had me hands full with him for days afterwards.  He really got off on that nasty act.

  I was so pleased that I had been able to turn him on so much.  It was a new lease on our life together, and on our marriage.  Jim never mentioned this all to you because he is so shy.  He can't be direct about my needs even when he is setting up my parties.  I find it so cute to see him act the way he does, then become a tiger in bed as I am getting it from all angles.

  Jim's reaction to the first time I had him 'fist' me was incredible too.  He couldn't believe that I wanted him to do it.  As he did it he found out that he really liked it.  It gave him a 'control' over me sort of.  He often will fist me for the partygoers and let them take pictures of it.  He is the only man I allow to fist me now; I have to keep something special for the both of us to share now don't I?

  Our sex life is very full now.  We are both happy, and once a week we talk over all the things we have done and our feelings about where we are going.  Our intent is to make sure we don't miss a signal that one or the other of us wants it to stop.  We made that deal long ago and we stick to it.

  Our love for each other is deeper now than before.  I couldn't no more live without Jim than he could live without me.  Our parties have slowed down in their frequency.  We still like to party, it is just a lot less than before.  Jim doesn't want me to get worn out.  I am fine with that.  The way it works out, the feelings at the party are more intense than if we were doing it all the time anyway.

  I guess to end up this tale we almost lost each other.  We almost became statistics in the game of life, love and marriage.  We ended up happier and healthier in our love for each other.  It wasn't easy, and at some points we didn't care for each other too much, but we worked through it and are the happiest couple I know of now.