2 comments/ 34236 views/ 9 favorites Libby's Birthday Surprise By: oldiethevoyeur Dear Readers, This is the first of a series I will be writing featuring the true sexploits and fantasies of the couple featured here. They have their own liberal 'lifestyle' which they love and adamantly refuse to be judged by anyone as they follow their chosen path. 'Libby' is the sexiest, loveliest girl I have spoken to for years. She knows exactly what she wants and has absolutely no qualms about getting it. Her husband 'James' loves his wife unconditionally. He gets off on sharing her and having other men using her for their pleasure, making every effort to make the naughty little minx's fantasies come true. This first story is a prologue to what the couple have been getting up to for several years now, and future offerings will feature either fantasies they have fulfilled, or ones they are going to. I hope you will not judge them by so-called 'acceptable' social standards, but instead, enjoy their stories for what they are untended, - a bit of a turn-on. Obviously their names have been changed, but believe me, they really do exist. If any of you readers want to contact them, and you fulfil their criteria of being over 50 years of age, e-mail me and I will pass on your details to them. They are usually on-line in various swingers' chat rooms freely available at weekends, so, you never know, you may get to see them and chat to them. - you may even get to meet and fuck Libby if you are really, really lucky and live in the UK. I hope you enjoy the stories and look forward to your comments and views, Best Wishes, Oldie. A big thank-you goes to the wonderful Linda62953 for her sterling work editing, and also her advice which made this story into a much better read than the original. Libby's Birthday (Written by Oldiethevoyeur and Edited by Linda62953) Chapter 1 Olivia was scared. Laying blindfolded and gagged, tied up in the back of a van after being abducted from her home by two extremely large, men wearing hoods, does that to a person. As she lay there, restrained with her feet taped together, her hands securely fastened behind her back, she could barely hear the soft murmur of her two abductors' voices as they chatted away quietly in the front of the van. Unable to see anything at all through the blackness of her mask, or hear anything clearly apart from the rumble of the van wheels as they whizzed across the tarmac, she trembled in fear and trepidation as to what she suspected was about to happen to her. * * * * * Known as Libby from about the age of three, when a young girl who couldn't pronounce Olivia had decided Libby was easier to say, she had grown up with that name. Usually, only being called her given name by her parents, grandparents, or her schoolteachers on the many occasions she misbehaved in class. Mischievous misbehaviour was a common occurrence with the pre-pubescent Libby, never being downright naughty as such, but easily getting bored and becoming a distraction for the other pupils and the teachers, frequently being reported to her embarrassed parents by the headmistress with the accompanying request to 'Please do something about your child before she wastes her school years completely'. Ever since, at the age of about 12, she had had a girlish crush on her mother's cousin's husband, Peter, a man she had been brought up to know as her 'Uncle'. Libby had always fancied men much older than herself. She had never had time for boys of her own age, always finding them childish and disrespectful whenever they had tried to 'chat her up' her in her youth. Older men had always appeared to be more, well, sophisticated was a good word. They seemed to know what to say and what to do whatever the circumstances. They knew far more about how to treat a girl, how to 'charm' their way into her knickers if you like... James was such a man. They had met when she was almost 26 and he was 35. He had been married and divorced before they met, ergo knowing his way around a woman's body and not needing any of the usual fumbling around in her pants before finding her sexual triggers. Well educated and charming as he was, it was probably inevitable then that Libby had found him so interesting and charismatic that she was so easy for him to chat up; he thought all his birthdays had come at once. It helped of course that she also found him devastatingly handsome. He had seen her a few times out and about with friends and always found her so damned attractive, it hurt. Usually it was obvious she was in the company of a male companion, always older than her and, in his opinion, never up to the standard a girl like her should expect to have as a suitor. He knew almost from the first time he saw her that he had to have her. Had to explore her body and mind. Had to rescue her from, what he suspected; her, up until then, mundane and boring sex life. Eventually he had managed to catch her on her own as she sat waiting for her friends in a bar. Libby didn't meet her friends that night and, from that moment on, she and James became inseparable, eventually marrying in front of their families and a few close friends a year after they had first met. * * * * * Libby and James' sex life had never been anything less than spectacular. They had fucked each other to a standstill that first night they met and it carried on from there. After they were married, as is the case with so few extremely lucky couples, they settled down to a stable, immensely satisfying for both of them, sex life. Although they didn't fuck every night, they were always spontaneous, never drifting into the routine Saturday-night fumbles that seem to be the death knoll for so many marriages. * * * * * From an early age, Libby had always been a tease. She had also always been a bit of a tomboy too, spending as much time playing with boys as girls when she was a child. Even so, from her early teens she had worn skirts much shorter than was decent or fashionable at the time; tops that showed her burgeoning tits off to anyone who took a fancy to looking at them. Although she had flaunted herself publicly from her early teens, (much to the chagrin of her parents) she actually didn't lose her virginity until she was over the legal 'age of consent' as it is stuffily described in any discussion about teenage sex. One night at a drunken teenage party, she had allowed a boy who was a couple of years older than her, to 'deflower' her, as her mother had so delicately put it, when giving Libby that talk, early in her daughter's teen years. It was his first time, too. It wasn't a particularly good or memorable experience for her, the boy cumming inside his condom within a couple of minutes of penetrating her, leaving her frustrated and alone as he immediately and triumphantly 'fucked off' back to his drinking mates, no doubt to brag about the 'fit bird' he had just fucked upstairs. What it did do however, was plant the seeds of her desire for sex with older men that would stay with her for the rest of her young life. At college, she had chosen to ignore her peers of the opposite sex, choosing instead to have several illicit affairs with university tutors and a few of the more mature students that were about at the time. After she left university, she had carried on with her penchant for older men, dating and having relationships with men that were always her elder. Probably harking back to her tomboy youth, she was invariably the dominant personality in those relationships, even though she was always the younger. She was never afraid to demand her lovers do as they were told in order to satisfy her. Of course, they were happy to oblige and be rewarded by fucking a woman of such sexual enthusiasm they would perpetually struggle to keep up with her. Perhaps surprisingly at that time in her life, she was actually quite prudish with her sexual favours, her deflower-er being her only one-night-stand. Her other relationships were exactly that, relationships that lasted at least a few weeks. Almost inevitably then, when she met her future husband, she was ripe for the picking for a man of his age and experience and fell in love with him almost immediately. * * * * * James was comfortable and confident in his own looks and personality, never doubting his ability to keep hold of any girl he chose to have a relationship with. It was an attitude that attracted Libby to him almost from the first words he ever spoke to her, immediately being at ease with him as his sense of humour and lack of nervousness shone through in their conversations. He had always known he had an extremely large cock, right from his school days. In the communal showers he had sneaked surreptitious, innocent looks at other boys' penises, as most boys do, always noting that his was usually much larger than the others, so therefore had none of the usual angst related to cock size so prevalent in young men whenever he entered a full on sexual relationship with a girl. He also was well aware that, if a man wants to go out with a beautiful woman, he has to be prepared for her to be ogled and chatted up by other men. Either that or be prepared to fight every time they were out in public. Instead of getting upset or jealous if his partner attracted attention from other men prepared to try their luck, James actually took it as a compliment the same way he would if someone said he had a gorgeous looking car; or they liked his shirt, or any other of his possessions. Consequently, right from the start of their affair, James had loved it when other men lusted after Libby. Taking it as a compliment to him that other men fancied 'his' woman, he actively encouraged her to dress sexily and provocatively; showing her body off skilfully in order to incite admiring and lecherous attention from strange men and quite a few strange women too. Libby, in truth, loved that attention as much as James did. She found she had more than met her match in her new lover. Previously, she had always been very dominant in her relationships with men but this was very different. He had a real dominant personality too. This clash led to many screaming, raving rows early in their blossoming relationship as they subconsciously battled for emotional and sexual supremacy over each other. Eventually, they settled down to an unspoken agreement that Libby would concede control of her body to James. She would be his one and only love and he would always have her trust and devotion in their future sexual exploits. Naive she may have been; foolish possibly; vulnerable definitely, but she loved and trusted the man so much, none of that mattered. She had always loved the feeling of power she felt when she knew men were trying to sneak furtive looks up her skirt or down her blouse, even though she convinced herself they were all perverts for looking. Now she found also, she loved her husband's reaction to those wishful, jealous degenerates trying to get a peek at 'his property' -- his woman's beautiful body. She loved the sexual arousal her sometimes blatant exhibitionism provoked in her husband. How, many times, they would never even make it home to consummate their lust, but instead, fuck furiously up against a wall or in a doorway on their way to their flat. It seemed almost ordained by fate then that the loving couple would drift into a life of wife-sharing and sexual experimentation, given their mutual and individual fantasies. * * * * * From the very beginning of their relationship Libby and James had willingly shared their innermost thoughts. A confession by her that she had "submissive" and "rape and kidnap" fantasies had led to the discovery that they both had a mutual desire and love of S&M and Bondage play, eventually having quite a collection of restraints and punishment tools for James to use on her whenever the mood took them. In turn, he had, at first reluctantly anyway, confessed to Libby that he had secret desires of showing his wife off and watching 'his' woman being used and abused sexually by other men. On doing research on the internet, Libby had discovered both her and her new husband's kinky fantasies were actually quite common, and that there were many, many websites dedicated to their bizarre peccadilloes, as she initially thought of them. Inexorably then, given their mutual so called 'kinkiness', they used their fantasies more and more during their love-making. They quickly discovered Libby's limits with regard to bondage and discipline, determining that she absolutely loved being restrained, while being fucked hard and brutally, even being asphyxiated almost to the point of her blacking out. James learned that, like many, many women, his new wife didn't particularly like anal sex. They did indulge in it occasionally but Libby most certainly had to be in the right mood, finding James' exceptionally large cock being extremely uncomfortable as it forced its way deep into the recesses of her tight anus. Given the appropriate amount of prior stimulation and lubrication, and a continued attention to her clitoris and pussy, Lib would cum when being taken anally but never felt at ease with the feeling of wanting to 'poo' while she was being fucked. Just about a year into their marriage they stumbled upon several so-called swinger sites online and subsequently joined some of them. They at first used these sites for their own exhibitionism, frequently fucking on camera for a very, very appreciative audience, until, probably inevitably given their fantasies; they agreed to meet another couple to swap partners. This first meeting did not go at all well. Libby absolutely freaked out when the other woman tried to seduce a strangely reluctant James, realising that there was no way on earth she wanted to share her husband with another woman, even though the reverse was James' ultimate fantasy. Neither did she want to play around with the other woman sexually, finding the very idea if not strictly repulsive, then most definitely a turn off for her. Although Libby was well fucked that night by both men, she and James really felt guilty about the other wife being left out of the expected orgy and subsequently decided that 'straight-forward' swinging and wife swapping was not for them. Deciding after that, they would only meet with single men who would help James fuck his wife until her sexual needs were ultimately satisfied. Over the next few weeks, after their ill-fated inaugural attempt at swinging, the couple delved deeper into the idea of Libby being taken by other men. They can't really remember who initiated the idea of her having a gang-bang, only that that particular fantasy turned them both on immensely, causing Libby to cum so hard when they discussed it while fucking each other that she almost flooded the bed with her juices. James also found the idea very interesting to say the least, and it was probably him who suggested they arrange a gang-bang for her at a swingers nightclub that had opened recently not too far from their home. Having excitedly decided on that course of action, they found themselves entering their first swingers club on Friday night in the middle of summer. After their initial, understandable nervousness, James had stripped his embarrassed wife naked, in front of several strangers who were also in various stages of undress. Starting to fuck her slowly and deliberately from behind in her favourite 'doggie' position, he eventually invited a man of similar age to them to make use of his wife's mouth while he fucked her pussy. Of course, that invitation was immediately acted upon by the stranger, as he pushed his cock deep into Libby's welcoming orifice. It didn't take long for the extremely aroused wife to cum several times as she experienced her first spit-roast, gasping and moaning as her husband grabbed her hair and dragged her head back forcefully to allow the other man's long, thin cock to penetrate her mouth fully, enabling her to take the other man's phallus completely. His swollen balls repeatedly banging against her chin, while all the time, her dominant spouse watched her from behind, fucking her sopping pussy with long, smooth strokes as he pounded her with all the expertise she was used to from him. The other man of course, found it almost impossible to restrain himself at the sight of the beautiful wife with her sensual mouth wrapped around his cock. Before too long, he yelled his desire to cum. Libby wasn't keen on swallowing a strange man's semen, so instead, took the man's twitching cock from her mouth and wanked him furiously as she looked up into his eyes, giving him her most salacious, naughty smile as he came in streams over her clasping fingers. Slowly, as Libby's orgasms gradually subsided, James withdrew from her pussy, her inner muscles doing their best to cling onto his rock hard cock for as long as possible. The other man then introduced himself as Jack, rather bizarrely in the circumstances, shaking hands with James and gently kissing Libby, the woman whose mouth he had just fucked, on the cheek in a strangely platonic manner. As they sat round discussing the club and what went on there, telling each other a little about themselves, Jack invited them to participate in the Round Room, -- a room upstairs dedicated to gang-bangs, if they were interested in Libby getting fucked by multiple strangers. Of course, the couple leapt at the invitation. A few minutes later, eagerly followed by several of the men who had watched Libby's first spit-roast, they entered a fairly dark, circular room that's only piece of furniture appeared to be a low-level, round, padded table about a metre in diameter that had a volcano-shaped mound topped off by a leather cushion in the middle of it. Silently asking James' permission with a raised eyebrow, Jack took the nervous, but eager, Libby's hand and led her to the table. Bidding her to kneel on it, he bent her over the comfortable, central mound. On her hands and knees, her bottom and head were in a very submissive position that caused her pussy and mouth to be just at the ideal height for a man standing upright either behind or in front of her. Her body was then easily accessible to anyone wanting to use her and enabling them to fuck her in her favourite doggie position. "Do you mind?" Jack asked, addressing James, "Help yourself...Remember, she likes it as rough as you are comfortable with. Just make sure you use condoms." she heard her husband reply from somewhere in the shadows. Seconds later, she felt the cock of a stranger force itself roughly and deep into her waiting pussy, forcing a gasp from her mouth just before that opening too, was filled with another strange man's weapon. "Gentlemen," she heard her husband say, "By all means make use of my wife's body as many times and as roughly as you like, but she insists that there is absolutely no anal, that is for me only. In addition, no cumming in her mouth unless she asks you to. Is that understood?" A murmur of agreement went round the room amongst the ever increasing audience of both men and women as a circle of naked and erect prospective participants began to form around the table. A few minutes later, she felt the cock in her cunt twitch and pulse as it deposited the first load of latex-covered semen deep into her receptive vagina, the donor quickly withdrawing to be immediately replaced by another, much larger one. The reason for the circular table became obvious a short time later when, after the two men simultaneously fucking her had finished. Instead of them moving to allow others access, the table was turned slightly on it's axis causing her face to be confronted by yet another man while her welcoming pussy was again filled by a different cock. Libby's Birthday Surprise Over the next few hours, Libby was fucked repeatedly by at least eight different men taking turns at her mouth and cunt. She felt her husband on several occasions, either in her mouth or her now sloppy pussy, instantly recognising the feeling of the cock she loved so much as it penetrated her openings. Several of the men had her more than once, patiently waiting and recuperating until their opportunity came around again, often with their own wives keeping them erect by acting as a 'fluffer' in between their turns with the sexy 'new woman' in the club. Eventually, after several hours of debauchery, they thanked everyone who had participated in their fantasy and, after both showering together in full view of several still-interested spectators, the well-satisfied Libby and her husband left the club. Finding it was now daylight outside and realising that they were both absolutely starving, they decided to stop at a nearby so called 'greasy spoon' cafe and have something to eat. Whilst there, they were both highly amused as early morning workers, stopping for refreshment on their way to their probably boring jobs, were treated to wonderful views of a scantily dressed, beautiful woman sat gorging herself on a mountain of a "Full English Breakfast" and drinking huge pots of steaming hot tea. Later, when they were back at home, discussing what had happened to them, the pair confessed to having had exactly the same thoughts, that their first gang-bang had been the most sexually liberating day of their married life so far and that they were both determined it wouldn't be their last. * * * * * The problem they faced was that Libby didn't want to repeat the situation with the same men, preferring instead new and fresh cocks for her dalliances into the realms of regular gang-bangs. The solution to this dilemma came to them one night when they were on cam with one of Libby's favourite 'Dirty Old Uncles', as they had started to call their older fans on the swinger's website. This particular older man had pleaded with them to meet him and allow him to fuck his 'dirty little niece' sometime. Later that night, as they lay in bed having performed for hours for their online fans, they discussed what the man had asked, deciding that actually it was quite a good idea. What if they arranged to meet a selection of the older men who watched them and set up their own gang-bang? Somewhere mutually convenient to all participants. They quickly decided that was the way to go, coming to the conclusion it would satisfy Libby's growing lust for much older men and also be easier for James to prevent things getting out of hand. Libby had gradually begun to be attracted to men much, much older than herself over the short time they had been chatting on the website, finding them much more polite than their younger, more demanding colleagues. They were far more appreciative of her needs than the younger variety too, the great majority expressing not only their lust for the young woman but also their gratitude that she would even talk to them, never mind show and perform for them almost on an individual one-to-one basis. She found that younger men, nearly always had an arrogance about them, treating her like a slut and demanding almost as soon as they started watching, that she "get your tits out" or "show me your cunt" instead of having a sexy conversation and letting things develop naturally with the willing exhibitionist wife. She certainly didn't need any of the "super-cocks" frequently displayed to her by her online admirers, her husband having as much as any of them packed into his boxers. He also had the added advantage of being able to fuck her for hours, if required, before cumming an absolute flood of semen anywhere in her body she desired. Her pussy, the center of all her desires and sordid cravings, was unusual. Instead of getting looser the more it lubricated with sexual arousal, it became even tighter and firmly gripped whatever was inserted in it. No, she had decided, what she needed was extra cocks of various shapes and sizes to satisfy her lusty fetish. It didn't matter whatever the size was, just so long as it was hard enough to penetrate her receptive orifices. This attitude obviously appealed to her older viewers who, due to their ages and frequent medical problems, often felt inhibited by the prominent displays of hard young phalluses available on the website. Having decided then on that particular course of action, the couple actually found it easy to arrange a meeting with as many willing participants as they fancied, the old men being absolutely delighted to have possibly their last chance of 'sweet young pussy' and to get to fuck the woman who had been teasing them for the previous few months. Libby was particularly adamant that she didn't want men cheating on their own wives with her, able to tell almost immediately if any of her prospective lovers were married. If the man then actually confessed to being married, and tried to explain that his wife knew all about his dalliances with other women, Libby would insist on speaking to the wife on camera and confirming that that was truly the case. Many times that demand caused the man to disappear, but many times also, she was able to chat to the relevant wife and explain that there was absolutely no-way that the woman's husband would be allowed to become emotionally attached to Libby, and that he would just be a cock-donor in her pursuit of sexual ecstasy. Eventually then, they arranged their first "dirty uncle's gang-bang" with 10 of their favourite naughty old men and spent a wonderful 2 days having Libby fucked and roughly used and abused in one of the participant's country cottage. All of them spent most of the weekend completely naked, even when just sitting round eating or drinking tea in between bouts of sexual activity. The men were able to have Libby whenever the mood took them, not one erection being wasted in the whole weekend. Of course, all this sex depended on the ability of the men to be able to get a hard-on in the first place, with lots of little blue pills being consumed during the activities by anyone who needed chemical help. Libby herself had the satisfaction of being fucked by 11 different men, including her husband several times for the entertainment of the watching audience of dirty old voyeurs. She was fucked and licked so often she completely lost count, many times ending up a gibbering wreck as her husband finally fucked her to a mind-blowing orgasm and deposited a load of his thick, creamy cum deep inside her after hours of her being fucked by the others. There was no shortage of volunteers to clean her pussy after that either, several of the men requesting permission to lick her husband's cum from deep in her pussy, consequently bringing her to even more sexual heights in the process. Eventually it was time for the couple to leave, and, with promises of eternal love and thanks from the immensely grateful group of Libby's new lovers they departed and set off home. Libby was still high on the buzz of her weekend of uninhibited sex, refusing to get dressed for the journey home and instead, reclining the seat of their SUV back so she could lay there, stark naked, her swollen pussy and tits on clear view to anyone who could see into the vehicle. Feeling safe in the knowledge that the occupants of any cars that passed them could not see into their much higher vehicle, the naughty wife continued her flagrant display of exhibitionism all the way to the motorway. Lying naked at the side of her amused husband and placing her feet up onto the dashboard, spreading her legs and exposing her bloated pussy lips even more. Occasionally she would insert a few fingers into her extremely wet sex, and then give her appreciative lover the opportunity to, once again taste the nectar of his wife's exploits. Sometimes she was sucking her fingers clean herself in a provocative display of her sexuality, hoping to keep her husband turned on so they could finish the weekend off properly when they got home. Of course, once they reached the motorway, they then encountered many lorries travelling much slower than they were. More importantly, the drivers were much higher than the couple's own SUV, consequently being able to see into the couple's car and observe the naked, wanton woman laying there, legs akimbo and exposing herself to all and sundry as she fingered herself. James was aware of this situation long before his wife realised, and began to slow down whenever they passed a lorry. This inevitably enabled the other driver to get a good long look at Libby's charms as she lay there. At first oblivious to her new and appreciative audience, the brazenly exposed wife suddenly realised what was happening when she opened her eyes and looked straight into the boggle-eyed face of a stranger grinning down at her and licking his lips in a sexually suggestive manner. "That fucking pervert is looking straight at my pussy, the dirty sod!" she exclaimed to her amused husband. Laughing out loud, James replied, "You are laying there, exposing yourself naked to anyone who cares to look, and you say he's a pervert?" Laughing back at her husband, Libby reached down and spread her pussy even more for her new audience. Blowing the bemused driver a kiss and grinning warmly up at his astonished face, she waved at him as James accelerated away and left the lorry in their wake. "Dirty bitch," James muttered to her as he laughed. "Fucking pervert," his wife replied, grinning as she settled down into her seat once more. * * * * * Olivia had absolutely no idea as to why she felt like she did about sex. How she was able to separate the physical act of a cock penetrating her body from any emotional attachment to the person at the other end of the offending weapon. She loved her husband James more than anyone in the world. She also loved sex. She especially loved sex with her husband. However, she also craved the sensation and thrill of having new cocks inside her, although she looked upon her many lovers as human dildos rather than partners in the act of lovemaking. She only ever made love with her husband, with other men she just fucked. Maybe her attitude towards extra-marital sex had it's origins in her upbringing, she didn't know. Her parents had always had a fairly liberal attitude towards nudity around her but nothing untoward or kinky, just a healthy attitude towards the human body that's all. There was no way on earth that she would even dream of having sex with anyone other than her husband if he didn't know about it and was actually there with her at the time. Therefore, in the open-minded couple's view, her extra-marital cocks didn't constitute cheating in any shape or form, just masturbating with a human cock while her husband watched. In all her previous relationships, she had been entirely faithful to her consort at the time, never tempted to stray and expecting her partner to be the same. Yes, she had had several multiple sex sessions with other people, but always with the participation and agreement of whomever she was involved with emotionally at that period in her life. Over the next few months, after enjoying immensely their first foray into pre-arranged gang-bangs, the couple continued with their exploits. They had several very successful meets with varying numbers of different older men who's ages ranged from early fifties up to the oldest of late seventies. All of whom were extremely grateful and enthusiastic lovers for Libby. All of them probably falling a little bit in love with her, due to her sexual freedom and her wonderful understanding and patience, when fucking older men. They met some extremely dirty-minded and kinky individuals during these meetings, sometimes being amazed at the requests put before Libby for, shall we say, unusual sexual favours. One of the most bizarre requests, in Libby's eyes anyway, was the time when, during a lull in proceedings, as she took the opportunity to have a shower, she was joined by a particularly forward old man in his late sixties. He asked Libby if she minded if he joined her in the shower and pissed on her. Rather taken aback by the request, she agreed that he could do it, even though she felt absolutely no sexual thrill at the thought of it, stressing only that he wasn't to 'pee' on her face at all. As she knelt in front of the man, Jack his name was, taking his hot stream all over her tits and bald pussy; he was joined by several of the men who had been fucking her for the previous few hours. All of them then proceeded to take turns to use her body as a receptacle for their piss, adding their hot waste to the shower spray as it washed over her body. After the men had finished their fun and games, they had requested that Libby should return the favour and she was gob-smacked when Jack lay down in the bath, begging her to use him as a toilet. Giggling loudly, she squatted over him and proceeded to drench him with her own pee, deliberately aiming it at his face and mouth at his instigation, watching in astonishment as he drank as much of her yellow urine as he could gulp down without choking. That incident, witnessed by husband James, was to lead to one of the few times the happily married couple had a falling out over anything sexual. One day, several weeks after that particular gang-bang, the couple were enjoying a slow, sexy, romantic, private fuck when Libby felt her pussy suddenly fill with a hot liquid that felt far too much to be James' normal ejaculate. She was absolutely fuming when he confessed he had peed into her vagina as he was fucking her, explaining that the thought had intrigued him ever since the 'water-sport' games of a few weeks earlier, and he wanted to try it. Furious mainly that he hadn't even consulted her before proceeding with his fantasy, she berated him loudly, informing him that HE was going to wash the 'fucking piss-soaked sheets' and warning him never to try anything like that again, tempering her demands by finishing with "unless I agree to it first." * * * * * Suddenly Olivia snapped back to reality as the van noisily skidded to a halt on what sounded like some loose gravel. The men's voices became even more muffled as she heard them leave the vehicle, laughing and joking with each other as they receded completely out of earshot. After what seemed to be an age, but was probably just a few minutes later, the rear doors of the van burst open and the terrified Libby felt herself being unceremoniously man-handled out of her recent place of incarceration. She felt at least three men bodily lift her up and carry her head first away from the van, all of them seemingly grabbing a "piece of her" as one of the men ordered the others to do; all of them copping a feel of their captive's body as they carried her. Libby could feel the cool night air on her bare breasts, realizing that they were now exposed fully to anyone who wanted to look, - and it was obvious her abductors wanted to look, all lewdly commenting to each other on the size and beauty of her now loose-swinging tits. The tiny bra that was supposed to be encasing those tender orbs having long since given up their containment during her previous struggles with her captors. She could feel stray hands mauling her breasts, some even delving between her legs and roughly forcing various numbers of fingers into her tight pussy and reluctant arsehole. Wanting to scream her protestations at her treatment, but unable to because of the tape holding her mouth together, all she could do was ineffectually struggle to try and force the intruding digits from her body. A few seconds later, the tearful frightened wife felt her surroundings get much warmer as they all obviously entered some sort of building. Hearing the door slam noisily behind her, Libby silently screamed into her gag as she realised she was now out of sight, and apparently out of earshot too, of any potential witnesses or rescuers. As she continued to struggle, she felt the men release her, falling onto something soft after they did so. Tears streaming down her cheeks from under her blindfold, the frightened wife curled herself into as small a ball as she could, naively hoping that her coarse mistreatment was over. She knew of course that it was only just beginning... * * * * * Libby knew just how vulnerable she was laying there, whimpering and shivering in fear, knowing her breasts were on open display; feeling her skirt bunched around her waist causing her knickers to be on view too. Even though they weren't actually hiding much any more, being stretched to one side by the men's hands as they carried her, it was giving them complete access to her pussy and arse. All alone, God knows where, with fuck knows how many men holding her captive, yes, she was vulnerable. She was also scared shitless! Suddenly, the tape across her mouth was cruelly stripped away, enabling her to gulp huge mouthfuls of air into her lungs for the first time in what seemed like hours. Attempting to scream, she felt a calloused hand press firmly down onto her mouth, again restricting her airflow. She felt another hand firmly grab her right nipple, squeezing and twisting it excruciatingly as she gasped with the pain, tears again streaming from her eyes. "Shut the fuck up, you bitch!" Libby heard from a man's harsh voice she didn't recognise, "You're going to get fucked and abused for as long as we feel like doing it, so just shut the fuck up and enjoy it," he carried on, laughing crudely as he released her nipple. "Are you going to be quiet?" another strange voice asked, "Or are we gonna have to gag you again? We don't want to do that 'cause we want to fuck your mouth as well as your whorish cunt. Understand?" Swiftly realising her predicament, she reluctantly nodded her head in affirmation, being rewarded by the hand being removed from across her mouth. "You know we are going to fuck you as hard as we can, use your body for our entertainment, don't you?" the second man continued. Again, Libby nodded her head. "Speak up bitch! Do you agree with what we are going to do to you?" Her voice trembling with fear and revulsion, the terrified woman replied, "Yes, I understand what you are going to do to me." "And you agree?" "Yes, damn you! I don't have a fucking choice do I?" she hissed back. Being rewarded for the unmistakeable anger in her voice with a painful slap across her exposed breasts, Libby heard a third voice say from behind her, "Lose the attitude whore, or we'll really hurt you! Understand?" "OK... OK...," she cried, "Please... Just don't hit me again." "Please what?" the man answered. Shrugging her shoulders and shaking her head, she replied, "I don't understand..." "Please SIR!" the voice demanded as someone again painfully twisted her nipple, "From now on you will address us all as Sir. You will beg us to fuck you. You will plead with us to cum in your whore's mouth. You will agree to do whatever we want! Understand?" Gasping with relief as her tortured nipple was released, the reluctantly compliant wife slumped back onto the soft mattress. As she lay there, the realisation of what was taking place suddenly came to her. This was her fantasy. This was the fantasy she had discussed many times with her husband as he had her tied up and restrained in their bedroom. Secretly she smiled to herself behind her mask as she realized that her kinky sex-fuelled dreams of being kidnapped and raped by a group of violent, rough strangers was about to come true. Sighing, resigned to her fate; her chest heaving with excitement; she lewdly spread her legs, enabling her attackers to get a clear view of the bald, married cunt they were all about to use... Libby's Birthday Surprise * * * * * Libby felt herself being roughly turned onto her hands and knees, her tiny black silk knickers suddenly and viciously being ripped from her. Still wearing her skirt bunched around her waist; her bra hung loosely above her hanging breasts; her blouse now torn asunder and hanging at her sides, all added to the feelings she was experiencing of being violently abused. Her knees were forced apart as she felt her first sexual predator kneel between her quivering thighs. His powerful legs slapping against her softer ones as he thrust forcefully and quickly, deep into the recesses of her wet pussy, his groin slapping against hers with the first of, what she now knew was going to be, many attacks on her womanhood. Her rear assailant grabbed her hair, painfully pulling her head back and causing her to moan loudly in agony as he thrust his rock-hard cock in and out of her receptive channel. She knew what was coming next. Sure enough, she felt another hard cock slapping her face as it sought entry to her open mouth, slipping easily down her exposed throat as it was pushed into her with one, smooth stroke. She was used to being spit-roasted, it had happened to her many times during her previous gang-bangs, but this was different. This was a violent and abusive attack on her body, and she was loving it... * * * * * Over the next long, long hours, Libby was "raped" repeatedly by more cocks than she could keep count of. Each of her abusers taking her however they wanted, hardly giving her body any respite as they used and abused their "victim". Many times, she was forced to swallow pools of cum as the donors deposited their seed into her mouth. Some sprayed her face with their hot ejaculate, something she truly hated but was unable to do anything to stop. Most of them took the opportunity to spank her upturned arse cheeks, making the soft but firm buttocks suffer in a way she secretly loved. Her abused body was twisted and turned in all directions as the men took their pleasure from her. She even had two of the thinner cocks force themselves into her sloppy, wet cunt at the same time, something she had surprisingly never experienced before, but was determined to try again. She came so many times during her 'ordeal', she gave up trying to resist it, instead allowing her body to enjoy the sensations it was experiencing. Strangely though, the thought inadvertently crossing her mind when she had the two cocks in her pussy, not one of her abusers tried to force their way into her anus. She wondered why, in all their lust, they had left that tight orifice alone, until deep into her "sexual abuse" she felt the tip of a cock she instantly recognised slip slowly and gently into her tightest hole. "Oh you bastard, you absolute bastard!" she whispered in the ear of the new "rapist", recognising the feel of her husband's large cock as it forced it's way deep into her gripping bowels, "You know fucking well I don't like that." Laughing quietly in her ear, James whispered, "Oh shut up you bitch, you know you love it. Now lay back and take it like the whore you are!" Relaxing her head onto her arms, her backside stuck in the air as her husband slowly and repeatedly ploughed her well-lubricated anus with a cock that should have been much too thick for that tight orifice to accommodate; Libby gave herself to the moment. Enjoying several small orgasms herself until James grunted loudly behind her and flooded her tender arsehole with his hot, sticky cum, before evacuating her sore bottom, leaving her to collapse gingerly onto her cum-covered front. As she lay there, gasping for breath, she dazedly asked her husband, "How many?" "20," he replied, "A new record." Smiling triumphantly, Libby grinned at her partner and fell into a deep, well-satisfied, almost stupor-like, sleep, snoring loudly as her body spread itself comfortably on the cum-soaked mattress, much to the amusement of James and his fellow "rapists". As his wife slept peacefully, James thanked the members of his old rugby club he had contacted when first planning his wife's "kidnap and rape", it tying in perfectly with their annual "stag" weekend away from their wives and girlfriends. Before they left, several of them had helped him carry his wife to the bathroom and fully cleanse her body, all of them taking one sneaky last opportunity to have a good feel of the passed-out wife's beautiful body before they eventually left the country cottage James had rented for the occasion. After packing away all the video equipment he had set up to film the whole event for their own private future viewing, he then cleaned up the room they had used for their orgy. He left his wife to recover from her sexual exertions in the double bed they would sleep in that night. Sleep together with just one more man for his wife to enjoy... * * * * * Later, Libby had absolutely no idea how long, the well-fucked wife slowly awoke to the wonderful sensation of being on her back, legs spread, once again accommodating a naked man between her thighs and in her sore pussy. She realised she was now on a clean, fresh mattress, her body obviously also cleansed and perfumed judging by the lack of bodily sex odours. "Please, no more. I've had enough, honestly!" she murmured, shaking her head gently from side. "Shush my darling," she heard her husband say from her side, "Open your eyes." Reluctantly Libby obeyed her husband, slowly dragging her eyelids open and gradually focussing on the face of the man gently fucking her yet-again wet pussy. "OH MY GOD!" Libby screamed as she eventually recognised her latest lover, "Uncle Peter! What the fuck... I mean... How?" "Hello my little girl. Oh my God Olivia! You have no idea how long I have wanted to do this...," the subject of her first teenage crush whispered quietly as he continued to thrust his cock deep into his "niece's" tight hole. Libby's astonished face was pulled to the side, her husband's long, thick cock demanding entry to her gaping mouth. "Happy Birthday my darling. I hope you enjoyed your surprise." James whispered as he slid his cock once more into his young wife's mouth. * * * * * (To be continued...)