3 comments/ 56902 views/ 26 favorites Wife in Lingerie for Friend By: Magna12 My ex-wife has a second cousin who is a pain in the ass. Well, he's not so bad, but his wife is a pest. We rarely saw them. Every time we did, Dennis and I got along well enough, but his wife Ann just didn't like me. Ann is a former cheerleader, dyed blonde, tennis player, high achiever kind of girl with a trim fit figure for a wife in her forties. Behind her surface politeness, I can tell that she thinks I'm a loser and a nerd and that I'm not in her league. Well, I am a computer geek, but I have feelings, too. I just let it go and tried to avoid being around her. But she is nice to look at. All this changed after what happened last month. Dennis and I ran into each other in the shopping mall. He was getting ready to leave for a business trip overseas, and he was getting a gift for Ann. We visited and walked around the shops and talked. Turns out that Dennis and Ann were having some marriage difficulties, and he spoke to me about it. He opened up enough to let me know he had found out that Ann had been looking at computer images of well endowed males, but he didn't confront her. Now he was just wondering what it meant. I asked, "Should you just let it be and assume that she's just curious?" Dennis answered, "Well, what else can I do? I don't want her to feel threatened. But I do feel threatened, at least a bit." "I'm sure she's happy with you and was just having some fantasies," I told him. This was a surprise, and it told me something. It told me that Dennis probably was lacking in the cock size department. I've benefitted from this exact situation many times in the past because I've been on the other side. I used to answer ads from couples who were looking for a well endowed male. Anyway, our little conversation made my thick nine inches wiggle around. Dennis saw a fancy lingerie store, and we went in. He shopped around before purchasing a very attractive one-piece white teddy with lace borders and high cut thighs. I pointed to a lovely matching bra and panty set in pink, and he bought them, too and had the gifts wrapped. We parted to go to our own cars, and it was a day later before I discovered that we had mistakenly switched shopping bags, and I had his wrapped gifts in my car. By then, he was on the way to the airport for his trip. I texted him, and he replied, "Dang, I thought I'd lost them," and he asked if I would drop them off at his home while he was gone. I gave all of this some thought. Here was a beautiful wife with a yen for big dicks, and I had gifts of lingerie to deliver to her. She looked down on me, but I had information about her that could make all this very interesting. I decided to be nice, at least to start with. I called Ann and asked when I could bring the packages to her. Who knows, maybe I interrupted her from looking for hung men on her laptop, but her voice had the usual tone. Come over on Saturday, she said. "Saturday is fine," I replied, "and how is about 8 o'clock?" "In the evening?" she asked. "Yes, in the evening," I said. "Dennis is gone, and I'm sure you'll be home like a good wife on a weekend so you won't be busy at 8 o'clock. I can be your date." Her tone of voice was aggravated, but she said, "Well, OK," and hung up. When I arrived at her door, I presented her with a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of fine wine. "May I come in?" I asked. Ann, as usual, was dressed very nicely, almost elegantly, and for once she seemed pleasant and let me come inside. "Sorry about the mix-up in the gifts," I told her. "So to make up for the mistake, I thought you deserved a nice bottle of wine." "Shall we open it?" Ann must have been in a good mood because she agreed and got two wine glasses. I opened the bottle while she put the flowers in water. After we sipped the wine and chatted for a few minutes, I sat down in the living room and placed the nicely wrapped gifts on the coffee table. "Well, here are the things that Dennis bought for you. Why don't you open them? I was with him, and we both selected these for you." Ann looked puzzled, then she opened the first box. In a few moments, she removed the teddy and held it up. "Oh!" she gasped. "You both picked this out?" "Well, actually, Dennis was going to get you a fuzzy bath robe, but I told him that you'd look fabulous in this instead." She didn't know that I was lying, but by now I was probing and looking for a way to turn this evening to my advantage. A few more moments, and Ann was looking at the bra and panties, and her face was blushing. "I supposed you picked out these, too?" she asked. "Oh yes, I sure did. In fact, while he was shopping for these, he asked me, "What you would like to see Ann wearing? And that's how we picked out these." Her blush deepened. The usually composed and in-charge Ann was clutching the lingerie, flushed, and I was about to make my next move. "So what do you say? Dennis is away, why don't you show me what you look like in these?" "You must be crazy!" she said in an angry voice. "I don't care what you said or think you heard my husband say to you. He must have been kidding." I was stretching the truth a bit, but now that I had crossed a few lines I was not going to give up easily. By now, my cock was into the action and was stirring and inching down my pants leg. I took the next step. "Ann, we haven't always been the best of friends. In fact, I hardly know you. But I may know you better than you think." Her ears perked up, and she took a long gulp of the wine, "What do you mean?" "Well, you may not know it, but it is rather simple for someone who knows their way around computers to find out about surfing habits. Just for fun, I found what you've been looking at, and I know that someone in this house has a fondness for men with certain very large attributes, and I don't think it's Dennis." Ann froze and glared at me. This was a fact, and I heard it from her husband, so he would back me up. But she didn't know that. All she knew was that I knew the truth. And my guess was that the truth would be the key to my seeing Ann in that lingerie. "Why don't you stand and hold up the teddy so I can see how it would look on you?" I said. Ann sat still, her lips pursed and obviously boiling mad but not sure what to do. I let her stew for a while. "More wine?" I asked as I poured her another glass. She sipped it and would not look me in the eye. "Now of course," I said, "you and Dennis have a fine marriage, and it would be a shame if anything caused trouble between you two." She knew exactly where I was going with this. I continued, "And far be it from me to ever tell him about your fondness for men with giant dicks." The language made Ann flinch. I went on, "Because what in the world would a wife want to know about men with big cocks? Just to look at them? Or maybe to hold one? Or, heaven forbid, to let a man with a far larger cock than your husband slowly push it into her pussy?" Ann gasped. She was clearly nervous and unsteady, but I detected that she was getting aroused. Then I said, "This may seem complicated to you, but it's really very simple. The price of my silence is only that you show me what you look like in these gifts, and we'll call it a night. And no one but us will know anything about it." Ann could hardly speak. She sipped more wine, then she stared at me, "You bastard! Are you seriously going to make me dress for you in these?" And she held up the skimpy silky garments. "Yes, Ann, I am a bastard, and yes, Ann, I think you will do just that. Am I right?" It took her another half minute before Ann stood, gulped down the rest of her wine, and walked silently into her bedroom. My cock almost shot a load right then and there. Was this working, I wondered. I reached down to adjust my growing cock to give it more room to expand. Just then, Ann opened her door. Standing there was the most lovely wife, dressed only in that very revealing white teddy. "Oh, Ann, I forgot to tell you to wear high heels. Would be a darling and put on shoes?" Without resisting, she put on heels and walked into the living room and stood in front of me. My eyes devoured the scene. Her small breasts where covered but accented by the fabric so that nipple points were clear as two little bells. Her legs were shapely and seemed so long in high heels and with the high cut thigh. But my attention primarily was on her pussy zone. I looked at her from head to toe and then leveled my gaze between her legs, looking for details of what was only barely covered between her legs. Her pubic hair puffed out the fabric a bit, and a tiny crease was barely visible in the gap between her legs. I asked her to turn around. "My god, Ann, you are more beautiful than I had imagined." I don't think she took that as a compliment. She was stone faced as she turned around and faced me again. I pulled out my phone to take her picture, and she instinctively covered her chest and pussy area with her hands. "No, no, no," I said, "drop your hands by your side and give me a nice pose." "Fuck you!" she said, but then she dropped her hands and gave up. Taking a photo was another step in making her know that she had few options right now. While she stood there, my dick was in motion going down my pant leg. I caught her looking as my cock pulsed further and further leaving a trail of wet spots. I had no idea what she was thinking, but she may have discovered that she was looking at a man with exactly the sort of equipment she had been fantasizing about. "That's lovely, Ann," I said. "How about the other things?" As she walked to her bedroom, I admired her back side and her walk. I was somewhere in between heaven and panic, not really sure where this would lead. The possibilities for the long term could be frightening, but what was happening right now was all that I cared about. In a few minutes, Ann opened the door and walked toward me in her panties and bra. The bra was more see-through than I had remembered. Her nipples were almost visible, pointing upward and clearly at maximum erection. Once again, I enjoyed looking her over, head to toe. The panty also was a bit transparent, and once again I could see the little bulge of dark pussy and the same crease of her pussy lips as they disappeared between the nice gap between her legs. Well, I was in heaven. And for all I knew, Ann was relieved that it was done and almost over. But I wasn't ready for it to be over. By now, my cock was fully extended, and Ann had been watching my trouser snake move half way down to my knee. She said, "OK, you've had your fun. Why don't you run along?" But I told her, "Dear Ann, you haven't had any fun, and I know how you love to have fun." Ann had been nervously shifting from her weight from one foot to another and occasionally attempting to hide her most vulnerable parts. I thought her modesty was just for show. Clearly she was hesitant all through this, but she demonstrated that she was willing to cooperate. Could I get her to go farther? "When Dennis and I were shopping for your lingerie, I pointed to the male briefs and told him that if I could see you wearing these things, that's what I would wear myself. And I bought a pair right in front of Dennis. I think you hubby kind of liked the idea of thinking about his wife on display. Maybe he wants to see you looking at a man with a big cock." Ann finally spoke up, "Dennis would never say that or do any of that." "Oh, no?" I said, "We could ask him." That quieted Ann. She looked a bit defeated and nervous. "You are looking at my cock, aren't you?" I asked. "You're curious, aren't you?" Ann was silent, and I took her silence as encouragement. "Just keep standing there, Ann. You can see how just looking at you is making my dick grow larger. Before I came over tonight, I put on those briefs I bought with Dennis. But I'm afraid they're pretty useless because my cock sprang free when I saw you in panties. Are you curious? Do you want to see it?" Ann shook her head but couldn't say no. She tried to look defiant and to retain some dignity. Heaven forbid that this lovely and accomplished wife should ask to see another man's dick. "Well," I said, "that's OK. If you aren't interested, then maybe another time." I rose and poured more wine. While standing there in her bra and panties, I offered to clink glasses with her, "Here's to you being a good sport," I said. And she clinked my glass and took a sip. I think she felt a little more relaxed and was thinking that I had backed off of any further demands. But she was wrong. Without warning, I told her, "Now take off your bra." "What?!" she almost shouted. "You heard me. I need to see you completely naked, and I want you to take off your bra and panties." Ann looked panicked, then said, "Your little game here is enough for me. I'd rather tell Dennis about this than let you see me naked." At this point, I hadn't planned any of this, so I was thinking fast on my feet. "That's a good wife," I told her, "I'll make you a deal." Ann looked skeptical. "You can keep on your bra and panties, but really, not too much is hidden." At that, Ann again put her hand over her breasts. "Let's call it a night, but in exchange for not seeing you naked, let me at least show you what a real man's cock looks like in the flesh." I unzipped my trousers and hoisted it out. I was fully erect, protruding out all nine thick inches with an inflated purple head. Ann back up and looked. I fished inside my pants and gathered up my balls and presented them to her, too. "There you have it, Ann. I think we're even now," I told her. "Don't worry, I'm a decent guy and I'll leave now. But I'll come back tomorrow at this same time to fuck you." Ann's eyes opened wide. "Think about it." Wife in Lingerie for Friend Pt. 02 I left Ann that night with a question, "Think about it." I was in no hurry, and I wanted her to think about how it would feel to have my big cock in her pussy. I was pretty sure that she wanted to be fucked by a big one but was too stubborn and proud to let me do it. She was angry and embarrassed by what I had just made her do. I gambled that she had been getting turned on by displaying herself to me, and seeing proof of my cock size would give her something to think about. I hoped she was craving to be screwed like I was going to screw her, and that she had been in heat all the rest of that night and the entire next day just thinking about what was going to happen. It was hard to get to sleep that night. I was aching to cum, but decided to refrain so I'd have more for Ann the next night. All the next day I fretted about what I had done. Was this going to cause trouble for me or for her? Was she frightened? Was she turned on? Would she ask her husband to verify any of my lies? This is a risky business. When you fuck wives like Ann, you take chances. The payoff can be spectacular. But there are downsides. My phone didn't ring. Ann didn't call to threaten or warn me. Dennis didn't call in anger. For all I knew, my fantasies were going to work out. Honestly, I gave myself a 50/50 chance. Night came, and I drove over to Ann's house. The lights were off and the house was dark. Was she home? Had she ran off? I parked and walked up to her door. There was no answer when I rang the door and knocked. But in the corner of my eye, I saw a curtain move and got a glimpse of someone inside. I knocked again, "Ann, let me in so I can fuck you," I said. Again, I saw someone peeking out a window. It was Ann. She was home and had not gone away for safety or to avoid me. My mind was racing about what to do. Should I just leave? At that moment, I tried the doorknob. It turned. The damn door had been unlocked all the time. Slowly, I stepped into the foyer of her very nice home. I heard footsteps in the livingroom. Ann spoke, "Close the door." Her voice came from the livingroom. "Come in here." I turned the corner and saw her wrapped in a robe and reclining on the sofa, she held her cell phone but was setting it down. She spoke again, "What was it you said you were going to do?" "I'm here to fuck you, Ann," I said. "Just like I promised last night." "Well," she said, "I've been thinking about it, like you said, and I think you should undress." Bingo! My gamble paid off. Actually, I was surprised. When this started I thought it had a snowball's chance in hell of success. But now there was one of the most lovely wives in town asking me to undress. I undressed and approached her with my cock swinging and balls slapping. My dick was getting thick and longer. Ann stood and dropped the robe. Underneath were the same bra and panties that she showed me the night before. She sat me down on the sofa while she stood in front of me. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. It fell to the floor, and I saw her perfect tits. Small, yes, but exquisite with upturned nipples. I stroked my cock and moaned. Her panties didn't conceal much. The little puff of hair and lip crease were visible again. She pulled up her panties slightly to show me more of her pussy lips while I began a steady pumping of my dick. I was at full size in no time. The she lowered her panties. She teased me with a view of the top of her pussy fur, then she lowered them all the way and let me enjoy the view. My cock was oozing cum, backed up from the day before. And to my surprise and delight, her labia were the compound complex variety with lovely long inner lips protruding down a good inch. She laid back in a large easy chair and spread her legs wide, putting one leg over each arm of the chair. I knew exactly what she wanted. I moved over to her and prepared her for entry. She threw her head back and awaited my tongue on her pussy. I kneeled and took in the sight of maybe the most beautiful woman and beautiful pussy I'd ever seen. And here she was, faked out by my story about the lingerie and web porn. Life is good! I explored her pussy gently with my fingers, carefully unfolding the lips and arranging them before beginning to lick her in a tickling way. I teased her with my tongue, barely touching her here and there along her pussy trench and up to her little man. Soft flicks of my tongue seemed to please her. Her moans came gently. Then I began more firm laps with my tongue, dragging its full flat surface the entire length of her twat and then circling back, over and over. Once her juices were making us both very wet, I positioned myself for entry. On my knees, she was perfectly aligned for penetration. I let my cock traced the lovely lines of her pussy, slipping up and over her mons and back again, finally settling my cock head at her entrance. She looked down at me as if to give me a sign that it was time to lay some pipe. My dick was so hard, it would have no problem gaining access if she were able to give me enough space. Carefully, I centered myself and leaned forward into the task. I felt my cock move her lips aside and make headway. The first inch felt divine. Right away, I knew this would be the best fuck of my life, and I hoped she would feel the same way. Leaning harder, I gained another inch. Ann let her head fall back. Another inch. Ann moaned and exhaled. I withdrew to let her adjust. Then entered again. Deeper and deeper. But slowly. It's hard to describe the feeling of moving into a wife deeper than her husband can go. I can feel when I've reached the customary depth. Beyond that, the tightness is stronger and gentle movements are required to push into an entirely new part of her pussy. I was in heaven and thinking about how to plan the rest of this fucking of Ann. After all, I wanted her to have a memorable time, and I hoped this would just be the first of more frequent visits to her home. Just then I heard a car in the driveway. An engine turned off. My heartbeat increased, and I became concerned. For some reason, Ann was cool as a cucumber and didn't flinch a bit. The door burst open, and in came two police officers. My cock had been buried in a record setting new depth into Ann's pussy, and now I could feel my erection fade. "Mam, you called about an intruder," one of the officers said. Still cool as can be, Ann answered, "Yes, officers, he's right here. As you can see, he has attacked me in my own home." I was thunderstruck! Holy shit! This bitch had set me up but good. Damn, why didn't I see this coming? All my smartass crap about lingerie and bragging about fucking her was so stupid. Ann had always thought I was stupid, and here was proof - damn, I knew my ass was going to jail. The room was dark, and as the officers came into the livingroom, I could see that they were police women. One was much larger and stronger than the other, and the large one came to where I was kneeling and put my arms behind my back and cuffed me with a plastic tie. There I was, Mr. Big Dick, on my knees, naked, with a half limp cock on display for all three of these women, totally helpless, and still needing to cum. But that was the least of my worries. "Mam, to you want to swear out a complaint," asked the smaller policewoman, "or do you want us to take care of this right here?" What did that mean, I wondered. The larger one went back to their car and brought something into the house. The lights were still dim, but it looked like some sort of workbench. She set it down in the den. Ann was still naked as a jay bird and had taken no trouble to put on her robe. She stood up and totally nude spoke to the officers, "If we can handle it here, let's get started." My mind was racing. What did that mean? Both took me by my elbows, got me to my feet, and walked me into the den. There was what looked like a sawhorse device with added boards that gave it the look of old fashioned stocks for punishing criminals. The led me to the contraption and secured my ankles and arms to it. Then, standing right in front of me, these two "officers" unbuttoned their uniform shirts, dropped their trousers, and standing there were two of Ann's friends who evidently were experts at restraining men, if you know what I mean. I didn't know if I should feel relieved or more worried. Ann joined us, still naked. "Ladies, I can tell you that this one can definitely fuck with the best of them. Now let's fuck with him!" These two were not beauties like Ann. One was strong and large with a big chest of tits, the other much smaller with dark hair and a nice figure. They changed clothes, and in a few minutes were back wearing very classy pushup bras that exposed their nipples, high black leather boots, and that was all. One pussy was waxed clean and the other had a neat landing strip above her tight slit. They pushed me forward and forced my cock and balls to flop over the edge of the device, then lowered a part that left my distended dick helpless and available. I was relieved that I wasn't going to jail, naked in the back of a police cruiser, but I was worried about the big turn of events. The big girl, Donna, unpacked a small machine and plugged it in. She brought it over to where I was restrained and fitted my dick into a suction device that produced a gentle throbbing sensation, just a pulse, not enough to jerk a guy off, at least not at that setting, and left me in that position. "Here you go, big boy," Donna said, "this will keep you warm while we get a drink." Wife in Lingerie for Friend Pt. 03 There I was, feeling stupid, lashed to a padded sawhorse-like table thing with a backrest, completely naked with my cock clamped into place and on full display, my balls dangling down below, and some sort of device making my cock throb while three women ignored me. Ann was clearly on friendly terms with Donna and her partner Maggie. Police officers my ass! Well, my ass was in a tight spot. I had no idea what was about to happen, but it didn't look good. After about fifteen minutes, big Donna marched over to me and snapped a picture of me helpless. "We'll add you to our collection," she said laughing. Then she forced me back on the device. I leaned against a back rest, and the entire thing swung backward on a hinge. Suddenly, I was positioned on my back with my knees bent under and my cock standing straight up in the air. She reached under and secured my balls with a cuff of some kind. All I could feel was her tugging on my balls and then heard a click and a stretching feeling. All the time, the little machine gently pulsed my cock to keep it from shrinking. Donna swung me around and rearranged the device so that by legs were split apart wide while I was on my back. My cock pointed to the ceiling. My balls were being pulled downward and they swung back and forth for the girls to see. Even though I was anxious and worried, these gals did know how to keep a cock hard. Maggie, the little one, came over and removed the device off my dick and looked at my erection with curiosity. She used one finger to push it over sideways and watch it return to its full and upright position. Then she stood between my legs, bent over and took my cock in her mouth. She licked and sucked me like an expert. I was beginning to like this. Maybe I was in for a treat instead of a trick. Ann had put on a shirt and high heels, but she was still naked below. If I was worried about what might happen, I must say that the visuals were spectacular. Any doubts that made me want to escape were compensated by the views of these three pussies and my hopes of pleasure, even though I was equally convinced that they would make me suffer. Just then, Ann opened the back door and let in her two golden Labs. The friendly but large dogs jumped around and wanted attention. Ann picked up a dog toy and sprayed it with something. Immediately, both dogs got excited and licked the toy and nosed it all around the room. While I watched the dogs, Ann walked around behind me with that same spray can. She kneeled down where I couldn't see her. The next thing I knew, I felt the coolness of the spray coating my drooping leathery ball sack. The dogs immediately ran over and started licking my balls. I was terrified that they might do damage, but they only licked my swinging sack of testicles while I gasped and held my breath. Big Donna walked up between my legs, squeezed out a handful of ointment, and gave my cock a tight grip. She pumped me up and down with all her might while my balls were being licked. Donna was clearly an expert at this. Her grip was strong and she knew exactly how to make me wish that she's finish me off. She even timed her pumping to the dogs licks. The fright I felt from what was happening to my balls was countered by the ecstasy of Donna's stroking. She was laughing out loud while she watched me struggle against the restraints. "So this wimp was trying to fuck you, Ann?" Donna asked. "He's been wanting to fuck me ever since he was married to my cousin," she said. "But I knew he didn't have what it takes to do the job." Donna said, still gripping my cock, "Hell, girl, this boy's got a nice big wacker." "Yeah," said Ann, "but he's such a shit head." "A guy like him doesn't deserve a pussy like mine." And she stood where I could see her perfect pussy. I have to say, she has a fine pussy. A very tight and pretty one. The short dip I had into her pussy felt so good. Just staring at it now made me feel dreamy. This contraption they had me in made my dick very available for whatever they wanted to do to me. Maggie walked over and said, "You got him good and hard?" Donna said, "Yep, like one of those Mount Rushmore presidents." "Well," said Maggie, "I think I'll mount his Rushmore," and she climbed up on top of me, spread her legs, and lowered herself down to let my cock kiss her pussy lips. Donna reached in and splashed more slippery ointment on me as Maggie pressed downward. Inch by inch, I entered little Maggie's pussy. She was tighter than Ann. She moaned and groaned and worked hard to make room for me to go deeper. "Damn, Ann, you sure you want to give away this here cock?" Ann looked at me, "Well, I might want to play some more, but only as long as he's tied down and can't touch me." Maggie had impaled herself down about eight inches before she began the fucking. She raised and lowered herself over and over and let herself get close to orgasm. Hell, how to I know. Maybe she was pretending. Maggie dismounted. She crawled forward and pushed her pussy into my face. I licked her while she moaned and ordered me to make her cum. Donna took over down below and yanked my cock again while I licked her friend's pussy. Just then, I heard a car door slam. The front door opened, and standing there was Dennis. Holy crap, he was supposed to be in Europe. I shouldn't have been surprised. After my luck with his wife and the lingerie, then the fucking earlier tonight, then the "police" arriving, why not have Ann's husband show up? Dennis walked in and gave his wife a hug, "Well, what have we here?" he asked. Ann told him, "Just like you said, my jerk ex-cousin brought the lingerie and tried to trick me into letting him see me naked. But I just called my friends. You remember Donna and Maggie?" Dennis nodded to them, and went over to peck each on the cheek. As he did, I saw his hand find their pussy slits. Clearly, Dennis and Ann were into things I didn't know about. Then Dennis just looked over at me, tied down and at the mercy of these girls. "Oh, hi, so nice you could come for a visit while I was away. Ann gets so lonely. I'm glad you could keep her company." There I was, my cock sticking straight out, my balls on display, and I was helpless. Dennis poured himself a drink and loosened his tie, "So Ann, how far did you let him get?" She said, "Oh I don't know, about six inches." Dennis looked over at me, "So, about half way?" An evening that had started out so promising was getting stranger and stranger. Dennis walked over to me, stood between my spread legs, and pointed to my cock, "So you got down to about here?" he said while pointing. Ann came over for a closer look, "A bit lower," she said, and the put her fingers around my dick at that point. Dennis bent over and took my dick into his mouth all the way down to where his wife's fingers were. He stood up and smiled at his wife, "Let's see who can take all of him!" Ann motioned for Donna to come in and rearrange me. She tilted my position until my cock was easy for me to penetrate Ann again. Then, like magic, I found out that this thing I was tied to had a motor for remote control movement. Just by pressing a button, Ann could use me like a human fucking machine. She sat back and relaxed then guided my big erection into her pussy again. She could control me so press into her pussy, then back and forth gently, slower and faster. The machinery did not operate smoothly, not completely, and sometimes I would be jerked suddenly to a deeper part of Ann's pussy or pulled back sooner than I'd like. I was a remote controlled human fucking machine. Ann's tight little pussy was opening more and more as she forced me in deeper and deeper. Finally, we passed the original depth, and her tightness was divine. At eight inches, she pressed a button that withdrew me completely. Dennis came over and devoured my cock down to that new level. Then I was inserted back into Ann's pussy. The first eight inches went in smoothly, and I was feeling the urge to cum. I was almost at my maximum when Ann gave up, saying, "That's enough." Dennis snapped another photo. The other two gals took turns in the seat and remote controlled me into their pussies. Luckily, I'd gotten to the point where I didn't know if I could cum. A cock clamp kept me mostly erect, and the variety of pussy kept my heart and soul in the game. I looked over at Donna who had a hand held long thing, like a wand, that was plugged in to a socket. The extension cord was long enough to reach me, and Donna brought it behind me. Maggie looked over at Ann and Dennis and asked, "Do you want us to milk him now?" Ann said, "Sure, I'm done with him." Donna flipped the contraption over, with me facing the floor and my cock pointing down. Maggie placed a bucket under my dick, lubricated my pole, then began log slow strokes. Ann and Dennis sat on a love seat and watched. Donna was behind me where I couldn't see her. She put the wand on my ass hole and penetrated me. I gasped. That's not my style, so I was very worried about what she might do. She stuck that think into me about six inches, knowing exactly where to stop and turn on the juice. The sensation rocked me, and I felt tinges I'd never felt before. Immediately, drips of cum began to flow uncontrollably. Drip, drip, drip, we could all hear my cum in the pail. Maggie applied her skills to my cock while Donna expertly zapped my prostate. Uncontrolled seizures took over my body. It was an incredible feeling to be tied helpless and both penetrated and milked like that at the same time. Exhausted from the use of my cock, and feeling hazy and out of control of my body, I look up to see Ann laughing at me. She stared straight at me and spread her legs to show me all of her divine pussy. And right then I rocketed a stream of cum into the bucket. It crashed into the pail, followed by another strong jet, then another and another. It was the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had. When Maggie and Donna were finished with me, they had a very large deposit of my cum, and my cock was finally relaxing from his intense erection. They removed my restraints, but I could only lay there and slowly recover. I doubted I could drive myself home. The "police" gathered their things and said good night. Ann and Dennis went upstairs to their bedroom, leaving me still in a prostrate condition. What the hell had happened here? I slowly rose from the device and stretched my legs. I felt my balls to be sure I was all there. The damn dogs were sleeping in the corner. I wasn't sure if I should just go and be glad nothing more damaging had happened. But standing there, naked in my friend's home, having just fucked his wife and her friends, I decided to go upstairs and at least pay my respects. Or maybe I'd fuck her again. Outside their bedroom door I heard panting and the sounds of passion. "Ah ha," I thought, "Dennis is getting his dick into Ann. I bet they do this to have passionate sex afterward." I gently pushed the bedroom door open and looked. There was Ann strapped to a similar device that had restrained me. And in front of her was a tall muscular stranger with a dick bigger than mine, aiming it at her pussy. Dennis saw me and smiled, "Hell of a night, ain't it?"