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Donna Agrees to My Fantasy Ch. 02

By: Andi23



I was up early on Monday to get the kids off to school. I took a few days off from work and decided to let Donna catch up on her sleep. I was sitting in the living room at a little after 10 in the morning, watching the video of Eddy fucking my wife again when Donna came downstairs with a bounce in her step and a big smile on her face. 

She had showered and dressed in sweats and was off to see her doctor. She grabbed coffee and a light breakfast as she joined me on the sofa right at the point where she was climbing on the bed and spreading her legs for Eddy. She watched with me as Eddy climbed between her legs and then she teased me about wearing out the video. As she left for her appointment it was obvious that she was in a really great mood.

An hour and a half later I was still rerunning the video when Donna came home. 

Just as she walked in the door the phone rang. A moment later Donna was handing me the phone saying Eddy wanted to talk to me. I put the phone on speaker and said hello.

Eddy said he was calling to be sure his prize employee got home safely. When I assured him she was fine and in a really great space the other end was silent for a moment as Eddy seemed to be looking for the right approach. He started by saying I am a business man and your wife was really good for business. I don't know how to ask you this so I will just be blunt. Would Donna like to come for another visit? I will make it worth her while.

I was thinking to myself that Eddy was acting a whole lot different after getting a taste of my wife's charms. I stopped him there and said Eddy, I have you on speaker and Donna is right here with me. We are watching the little package you sent home for us so why don't you ask her yourself. 

Eddy took the bold approach and said OK Donna, how would you like to visit my friends again. Sounding very sure of herself, my wife said that she would have to talk to me about it and that she wasn't prepared to think that far ahead at this time. Not wanting to end the conversation Eddy replied that he would be willing to let her come and go as she pleased and that she could keep half of what she earned.

When Donna reiterated that she just wasn't ready to go there, Eddy said that he would let her have 60% of what she made plus all the tips and he would require the Johns to be tested before they could get into bed with her. We could even arrange some private parties with you as the guest of honor. At that point Donna said she was flattered but that her mind was made up. She told Eddie that if he wanted to call her in a month, she would at least think about it and she hung up the phone.

The movie was still playing as Donna returned to sit with me in the living room at the point where she was giving Eddy a blow job in the movie. With cum dripping out of her mouth I was just realizing that the video was very professionally done and the camera angles suggested that the room seemed to be set up for this purpose. She smiled at me and said, I have seen this movie before and it has a great ending. I had to give her a big hug for how she was handling all this and then I asked her if she was really considering Eddy's offer.

My wife smiled and said, I want to get a clean bill of health first and we need to have a long talk about what has happened this weekend. I am in no hurry to go back, but if we decide that that is what we both want then I would certainly consider it. I also think there are other games and experiences you might want to have fantasies about.

Here I was watching the end of the video with my wife who a month ago would have torn me a new one for even suggesting that I wanted her to be any part of this and now she was suggesting that she might want more. I grabbed the waist of her oversized sweat shirt and pulled it quickly over her head as we undressed each other and ran upstairs naked for our first afternoon lovemaking in years.

The next few weeks went by quickly as life got back to normal. That is as normal as you might expect only the sex was more passionate and the frequency was almost daily. I was busy with work and had kind of put the experience on a back burner figuring that Donna would bring it up when she was ready. 

Three weeks later on a Friday night I came home to find that Donna had sent the kids to her mom's for the weekend and she had made plans for us to go out for a nice dinner. She was dressed in a strapless low cut dress that revealed a lot of cleavage and at least the appearance that she was not wearing a bra. The light material of the skirt made it clear that she was not wearing any panties and she was wearing her 3 inch heals I hadn't seen in years. She told me to shower and change as our reservations were for 8 o'clock.

On the drive to the restaurant, I asked her what the special occasion was. She said that she just had a need to look nice for her guy and it would be a great time to talk about our future fantasies. I asked her if the pending call from Eddy was part of it and she said that was only a little part.

Our table was in a far corner and the lights were turned low. I had to tell Donna how wonderful she looked and how the last few weeks she had seemed so alive. Donna in turn told me that the trip to see Eddy had made her realize how routine our lives had become and how sex had been more of a chore than the fun it was supposed to be.

As our drinks arrived I told her that life did seem to have a spark again and that since she orchestrated the evening, I would let her begin.

With that Donna said that for the last three weeks, she had given the weekend at Eddy's a lot of thought. It set something loose that I really didn't want to put back in the bottle. In spite of the risks and the degrading circumstances, I would like to revisit the uninhibited feelings that I had that weekend. I don't know how much thought you have given this but I will tell you that I have never felt closer to you and at the same time I am noticing all the looks I get from other men. I would never act on any of it because of my feelings for you but it sure makes me feel special.

I stopped her and said that she was special. I continued that I had given Eddy a lot of thought also but that I had left it up to you to approach this subject. Since you have, I will tell you that I have no desire to be with another woman but the thought of you with other men still gets my blood flowing. I just don't know of any other experiences that could top Eddy. Dressed as you are, I thought you might have some ideas for this evening.

My blushing bride said in a whisper that I obviously knew her well. Her thought was to try going dancing after diner and see where it might lead. We decided that there was a lively bar right down the street with a good band and a reputation as a bit of a pick up joint.

After a great dinner, that is where we headed and I walked in with the prettiest girl in the place on my arm. I took a seat at the bar and Donna headed for a small booth about 30 feet from where I was standing. Before the first drink arrived at her table, Donna had brushed off two eager cowboys. The third guy seemed to be doing a bit better as Donna invited him to join her. As they talked, I could see his hands start rubbing up and down her arm and Donna laughing at almost everything he said. As a slow song started they both got up and I watched as they held each other close on the dance floor.

I had no idea what they were talking about but Donna didn't stop his hands from roaming up and down her back and squeezing her ass as he roamed ever lower. All of a sudden Donna came rushing back to where I was sitting and said we had to leave.

When we got in the car Donna told me that the guy knew two of her closest married friends and seemed to imply that both of them were on his dance card. I was laughing hysterically as Donna just looked at me. I said that I had spent a lot of effort in finding just the right situation for your first time and that the hardest part had been making sure that the guy was not someone you knew or might run into after.

Her tears stopped and Donna started laughing as she said Eddy might still be the best option. I suggested that we go back and try the bar again. Donna lifted her ass off the seat and lifted her dress to expose herself to me. As I turned to go back to the bar, I buried two fingers deep into Donna's cunt as she had her first orgasm of the night. We decided that it might be easier if Donna avoided or at least minimized the getting to know you stage of a bar pickup.

This time we walked into the place and found two seats at the bar and ordered our drinks. We spent the next hour drinking and sharing comments about some of the obvious choices for Donna's date. Donna went to the restroom and fixed her light makeup but couldn't settle on any guy in particular. 

About the time that I was going to suggest that she look for more than guys on their own, Donna interrupted my thoughts by whispering that I could go home and she would call me if she needed a ride. I just sat back and watched her walk over to the table she had occupied earlier in the evening. There were three guys sitting there and all of them appeared to be in in their early twenties and in great shape.

As Donna got to the table I could hear her ask the 3 guys what the best pickup line was that they had ever used. Before they could respond, my wife reached up and pulled sharply on her top, exposing both of her tits to these 3 guys. It was obvious that she was turned on because her dark little nipples were standing at attention. As they looked on in amazement that a woman would just drop her top for them, Donna said "do you guys have a place?

With her tits still exposed, the 4 of them headed for the door. I watched my wife get into the front seat between two of the guys, while the third guy got in the back. 

Knowing that I had nowhere to go and that the hardest part was the alone time while Donna was occupied, I just sat and drank for a while as I watched the action in the bar. I got home just after 2 and waited for a call from Donna. I must have fallen asleep on the sofa because I woke with the light in my eyes and Donna coming thru the front door. It was about 9 o'clock and I could see that Donna had that radiant just fucked look.

She dropped her dress on the floor and I followed my naked beauty up to our room. She asked if I wanted to wait for her to clean up but I decided that I wanted her as she was. With the other guys cum in her hair and still leaking from her pussy, she demanded that I add my cum to her load.

After what seemed to be hours of using each other sexually, she cuddled next to me and asked if I was ready to hear all the details of her night out. 

She started by telling me that her exposing her tits were the best she could come up with to minimize the chit chat. She said the guys were falling all over themselves to get her to bed. In the car I took out the drivers cock and started giving him a hand job. I never did pull up my dress so my tits got brutalized by the guy riding shot gun. The drive to their apartment only took a few minutes and as we walked up the stairs to their apartment all 3 guys were getting undressed. I was carried to the big bed in the master bedroom and dropped in the middle without my clothes, which they removed on our way there.

Before I hit the bed, the guy from the back seat had his dick in my pussy. They took turns fucking me until the 3 studs couldn't get hard anymore. At that point I asked them if they wanted me to stay the night or should I go home to my husband. One of them looked at my ring and said "are you married"? I just replied, not tonight.

We fell asleep and when I woke up the light was coming thru the window and one of the guys was getting ready to stick his hard cock into my wet pussy. After taking them till they couldn't go any longer, I gathered my things and asked for a ride home.

Just as I was about to ask her how it felt to bed and outlast 3 young studs, the phone rang. My naked wife answered and kept saying yes, and we will work it out. When she hung up she looked at me and said that was Eddy. I hope you don't mind but I agreed to go to Chicago next Friday to play with Eddy and his friends.

When I didn't protest Donna assumed that I was in agreement and said here is the deal. We will leave the kids with my mom and get to Eddy's about 5 on Friday. He has agreed to invite 30 or 40 of his best customers. They will all need a clean bill of health from a doctor before they can play. I get 70% and Eddy will pay our travel. He says there is a special booth if you want to watch or you can join the group if you choose. He is all set up to film the event and it will end anytime I choose after all the guys get at least one turn. I know that this was never about the money, but eddy thinks my share will be about 6 grand. I know I should have asked you before I accepted, but it is something I really want to do. Eddy wants me there once a week, but I told him that once a month would work but only if this Friday was as good as out last visit and that if I had enough, I would be free to stop visiting.

As I squeezed her nipple, I admitted that I never believed this could have been a possible outcome. Donna said neither did I?

Donna Agrees to My Fantasy Ch. 03



After Eddy called on Saturday night, and with Donna still in the afterglow of picking up the three young studs for an all-night visit, I was only a little surprised that Donna agreed to go to Chicago for round two of what had started as my once in a lifetime fantasy without talking it over with me.

I guess with what I had put her through a month earlier she was entitled to at least a little leeway.

The week went by quickly. I arranged to take off work for a week starting that very Wednesday evening. Donna busied herself making sure our 3 kids had what they needed and that her parents were prepared for all foreseeable circumstances, both of us knowing that was not always enough. We told her parents that I had a business trip to Chicago planned and that if they watched the kids, Donna could come along.

I spent a lot of time wondering if my fantasy of five years wasn't opening doors for Donna that could never be closed. Sex was taking on a bigger role in our lives and though making love had never been so incredible for either of us, I couldn't help but wonder if Donna wasn't just pretending as she looked forward to her new found freedoms.

When I asked her point blank after an incredible late night role in the hay that ended with me dumping my entire load into her willing rear door, she insisted that if I had the right to tell her who she could or should spread her legs for, then I had every right to tell her that our new sexual freedoms could be ended the same way. She swore to me that she knew me well enough to know if she was pushing me to a place that I wasn't comfortable with and that she would stop immediately and never bring up the subject again the moment she saw any hesitancy or discomfort on my part.

We had in all our years together been very honest and very open with each other. It was almost a ritual that when one of us made a unilateral decision, the other would respect that decision but would at the appropriate time air all their feelings or add their own ideas. In this case, Donna accepted my fantasy and my decision and judgment in sending her to Chicago to visit with Eddy. She had returned from her weekend with a clean bill of health and with the knowledge of what her body was capable of. Any time I brought it up, she would discuss it freely but with a glow about her like a child that had been granted permission to raid the cookie jar.

She was still our kids Mom, but whenever she went somewhere on her own, she had a little extra in her step. Her dresses and skirts got shorter and it seemed like a game for her to see how many buttons on her blouse she could leave open. I never loved her more.

I booked the same one o'clock flight out of Kansas City to Chicago for that Friday, knowing that even with traffic we would be at Eddies door promptly at five. This time we would be flying together.

After a few discussions, I finally got Donna to tell me that this time she wanted me to join her and that I could take Eddy's advice and either participate or watch through his special one way mirror.

So far, I had heard directly from Donna's mouth, the real story of her two sexual adventures. I wasn't sure if I wanted to watch. We both decided there was enough to do for us to get ready and that we could use our drive from the airport to decide how to handle the hubby watches issue.

Four months ago, when I had gotten Donna to agree to my fantasy of sleeping with another man and a month since she had visited Eddy's brothel, I never believed we would be where we are today. With my doubts about Donna opening doors that would never close, the one thing I had to admit was that my wife had made up her mind and she was doing everything necessary in preparing to make it happen, just as she always had.

We talked about her night almost exactly one month ago, at Eddy's and we even talked about her seducing three young studs half her age. Other than the necessary plans, we never discussed the upcoming Friday night at Eddy's brothel. I was almost relieved because I knew that Donna's coping skills were being used, just as she had on the night of her first journey. I knew that she needed her time to come to terms with what was about to happen. I also knew that she would in her own time, ask all the necessary questions.

It wasn't until Friday morning that we looked at some of the possible outcomes and issues for this weekend. Unlike last time when Donna was told not to worry about what to wear, this time it somehow seemed important. Unlike last time when either of us could have gotten cold feet, this time we both knew from the moment Eddy called, that Donna was going back to the brothel. 

Most of her first experience unknowns were now old information. This time Donna was nervous but in a different way. Last time she wondered if she could perform what would be expected of her. This time she worried that she could do these things in front of me and conversely what would I think of her after I saw her perform as a whore for a large group of black men.

We decided that the best course of action was to take a deep breath, pack some of Donna's sexiest outfits and just take it as it happened.

With Donna's parents getting the kids from school on Friday, we were free to leave for the airport as soon as we wanted. I packed a few things for me in case we misunderstood and things took longer than expected. Donna tried on every outfit in her closet before selecting four of her favorites. Under her heavy coat, Donna chose a mid-thigh skirt with a button down the front blouse. It had a very low neckline and displayed a lot of her 37DD cleavage that until a month ago had been my private playground. She finally decided to go with thong panties and no bra. There was no need to do anything special with her shoulder length dirty blond hair or with makeup to either hide or accentuate the cute little freckles on her nose. A pair of walking sandals and she was ready. 

We got to the airport in plenty of time and our hour flight from Kansas City to Chicago seemed to disappear. In the little rental car we drove in silence. For the second time, I saw all the issues of inner city Chicago. I tried to make a joke to Donna that none of our friends would ever find out about her new profession in neighborhoods like these. It was a bad joke and Donna was just not in the mood.

We crossed the tracks at 4:30 and bag in hand walked up to the second gate well before five. Eddy answered the moment I hit the buzzer as if he had been watching for us. I knew Eddy would do his best to make Donna feel welcome but to my surprise he really made me feel welcome with what I assume was his best Sunday smile and a hearty handshake.

This time as he led us to his office, Donna whispered in my ear, "Wonder if he wants me for a private session first." I just smiled and shrugged. I stead of sitting at his desk, Eddy sat in the love seat facing the sofa and offered us a drink as we sat across from him. This time there was no business to deal with so Eddy seemed to put on the charm as he said, just in case you were delayed, I told the brothers to show up at six and that activities wouldn't start till seven. 

He confirmed that he had in fact received our signed documents and that he was in agreement with all the changes Donna asked for. 

As he set his glass on the small table next to the sofa, his hand found Donna's knee and he started lightly running his big fingers up and down her thigh. I didn't say a word, as I figured he knew his way around my wife's body and it was clearly her call as to how far she would let him go.

Without missing a beat he asked us about our flight and about the kids as his hand moved up Donna's leg. Watching but not really believing, I was still a little surprised when Donna let out a sigh of pleasure as Eddy's hand touched her thong panties. I was even more surprised when Eddy said; it's nice to see you are all wet for old Eddy. He continued by saying, we don't want our customers thinking they are getting used merchandise but spread those pretty thighs and let Old Eddy touch your fine little pussy.

Without hesitation, Donna slid down on the sofa and simultaneously lifted her skirt so that all three of us could see what Eddy was touching. He pulled the thong to the side and used his other hand to gently spread her lips. I was so hard, I thought I would cum any minute as I watched his big black hands massage up and down between my wife's spread legs.

I could sense that Donna was about to cum, when Eddy, sensing the same thing pulled back his hands and said, you will have time for that latter. 

We sat there with Donna's clean shaven pussy ready for the taking and her eyes rolling in her head as if asking for someone to release her pent up orgasm. Instead of finishing what he had started Eddy unzipped his trousers and told Donna she could have desert now if she promised to stop in time. We all knew he didn't want her hair matted and her face full of cum with her pending performance as a lady pretending to be a whore or maybe a last shred of dignity for a lady being turned into a whore. 

Without slowing down to even pull her skirt back to decency as she got on her knees in front of this very large black whorehouse pimp. I watched as my wife pulled Eddy's cock from his shorts and immediately started sucking the big purple head as she stroked his exposed prick with her little white fingers. She tried to shove his entire monster down her throat, but as much as we could see Eddy wanting what my wife was doing, the business man was not going to soil the throat of his star whore with all the paying John's starting to show up.

With my wife's face buried in his wire hair covered crotch, Eddy reached up and turned on the camera in the main ballroom. Donna almost whimpered when she wasn't permitted to get Eddy to cum in her throat. We all looked toward the big screen showing a room of about 30 large black men. What I was not expecting were the half dozen good looking black woman, completely nude, walking between the guests offering drinks and cigars and probably anything these men wanted. Just as I noticed one of the men reaching between the legs of one of the girls, Eddy turned off the camera and looked at Donna and me as he asked my wife what she thought of the set up.

Not waiting for her response he asked Donna if she would like at least the beginning of her evening to be choreographed. I interrupted and asked if we could send Donna alone into the room, have all the men line up and have Donna go down the line and kiss each of her men in whatever way she chose. 

When Eddy smiled and said that could be arranged, Donna looked at me as if she hadn't remembered I was there and asked if I was going to watch from here or join her on the dance floor. I assured her that there would be time for both and that I would start from here.

Eddy got on his phone and left instructions for the guys to be lined up and for the girls to take a break until the real action started.

Here we were planning the gang bang of my wife as if it were a school play. Over the last month my wife had truly learned what her body was capable of and what she liked on the receiving end. I had a few thoughts that this would be either the next step or the final step in turning my 35 year old wife into a wanton whore. It was the chance I took when I pushed her to this place the first time. The only real differences were that last time she took on one or two John's at a time. This time she would take them all at once. Also this time they were medically cleared for STDs and I wasn't waiting at home wondering. I had a front row seat to watch my wife get used by each and every guy in the room.

I was so deep in thought that I never realized Donna had left the room. Eddy turned on the camera in time to watch Donna walk thru the door of the dance room. As requested, all the men were standing in a line waiting their turn at my wife's kisses. As the first of many stepped forward, I heard Donna ask him his name and also asked him to wait just a moment. With all eyes on her, my wife proceeded to slowly unbutton her blouse, one slow button at a time. When she undid the last button, she opened the front of the blouse for everyone to see her big white breasts with small dark nipples. She waved her first partner over and engaged him in a long wet French kiss. Even from where I was, I could see that Donna was the aggressor. By her fourth kissing partner, her breasts were part of the embrace; by the tenth partner she was spreading her legs so that her partner could feel her up during the embrace. By this point she was no longer the aggressor.

I was actually feeling bad for the last guy in line, until Donna got there. With two fingers stuck in her pussy, he picked her up with the other arm as a little girl would manhandle her doll. He held her there while four large mattresses were moved to the center of the room.

By now, I guess all the foreplay was done. With one zoom lens set on her face and the other on my wife's pink pussy, I watched as this last in line black man, pulled out his cock. There were so many active hands both on and off the camera that I did not see Donnas skirt and thong pulled from her body. I watched as this now first of many, stuck his cock into my wife's cunt and started pumping for all he was worth. I watched as she took a dick in each hand and took turns sucking them. Time seemed to either stop or disappear as first one and then the next shot a load into her waiting love hole.

The cocks in her hands started dumping their loads into her throat and all over her face and hair. With about half the line serviced and my wife screaming in obvious ecstasy I noticed that I had removed my trousers and was masturbating in front of the camera zeroed in on my wife who was taking cum by the gallon.

Just as I noticed one of the other girls on her knees cleaning the dick that had just dumped a load into my wife, I realized that Eddy had left the room. I guess I realized Eddy was gone when I saw him come on camera. 

Next thing I knew, they had turned Donna on her stomach as the next guy in line put his 10 inch manhood against my wife's tiny little whole. I could see and hear her discomfort until this John was fully embedded in her ass hole. I watched as she got comfortable with her intruder and started a rhythm of pushing back when he pulled back. It was as if she didn't want him to leave. I heard her partner grunt as he came and dumped his load deep in her bottom.

Then as I watched this intruder pull out and the next one took his place. With cum oozing from both holes, I watched as she impaled herself by straddling her next partners cock and guiding his member into her now used ass. About the time she hit bottom, she leaned back and told the next guy in line that her pussy needed his cock. With two hard members trying to split her open, Donnas vocal orgasms could be heard anywhere in the room. Somehow in mid orgasm, both black cocks exploded in her and took her orgasm to the next level.

After watching for about 2 hours from the camera room, I decided to go find my wife. As I walked toward all the noise and the screams of my wife in pleasure, I opened the door to the dance hall and walked right up to the guy getting his boner sucked by my wife.

At first I didn't even think she knew whose cock she was blowing when all of a sudden I heard her call the name Alice. Before Donna could call again this dark skinned beauty took my hand and led me to a small room off the main room. It was just as Alice introduced herself to me and pulled me onto the bed next to her, that I noticed we were both naked.

Alice was in complete control as she pulled me on top of her and guided my dick straight to her wet hole. Forgetting my pledge to Donna about me not wanting other woman and also wondering if Donna calling Alice when she did was a way to keep me busy for the night.

Watching my hard white dick disappear into Alice's pink hole was such a turn on that even twenty minutes later when I blew my load into this beautiful woman, my cock never lost its hardness. Before I could fuck Alice again, she left the room only to be replaced by one of the other girls on duty. I fell asleep, totally spend between four light brown tits and two wet pussies.

I woke with light coming through a skylight and my wife still screaming in pleasure. When one of my playmates informed me that it was seven in the morning, I realized that while I had just had sex with half a dozen women and could barely move, Donna appeared to still be going strong. 

I knew that we would never be the same but with what I had experienced, all I could do was smile. As I walked naked into the main room, all I saw were four diehards still waiting for another turn at my wife's charms. 

It was then that I realized it was Eddy on top of Donna. She was wearing a big smile as I stood over her and watched Eddy pound into her pussy and dump his load into the river pouring from her pussy. As he stood up he told the other guys it was time to give the lady some rest.

I lay down on the cum soaked sheets next to my wife and held her in my arms. 

Someone put a blanked over us. With everyone gone, Donna looked into my eyes and asked, "How was Alice?"