Lorna sipped her glass of Chardonnay with a giggle, her face almost as red as her cocktail dress. She was surrounded by people, men, and something about being circled by these strong, dominant older men made her feel comfortable. She felt at home. It had been a few months since the Christmas party, and Lorna had procured herself a reputation. Suddenly every student in her class needed tutoring, and every student’s father took a sudden and keen interest in their child’s education.
Lorna decided to throw a cocktail party and invite all of the parents of the children that she tutored. Or at least, all of the fathers. Lorna’s husband was in favor of this idea, after all his wife’s job was very important to her and he would do anything to facilitate the relationship between her and her students. Little did he know, she was a little more involved than he had anticipated. While Lorna entertained the dozen or more men at their house, Max had been sent out to pick up a couple bags of ice that Lorna had conveniently forgotten to get before the party. She was sure this would give her enough time for some risky, dangerous fun, but the truth was that she didn’t care if he got home before she was done. This was her new identity, this was what she wanted. She wanted filth, risk, degradation, and most of all, she wanted to get caught.
The voluptuous redhead was on her fourth glass of wine, and soon she was getting even more flirty than she had anticipated. She lost her balance and flopped down onto the couch with a playful, intoxicated giggle. All of the men crowded around her to enjoy her drunken flirtations, her skirt riding up without her realization. Her dress was low cut and she made a point of putting her cleavage on display for her honored guests. Soon, the men couldn’t go along with the pretense anymore, and Mr. Goodman made the first move just moments after Max had stepped out the door to retrieve the ice.
“I think you invited us all here for a reason, it seems only the single fathers or fathers with wives out of town or unavailable tonight were invited…how convenient. You want to be a dirty little girl with your husband only a few minutes down the road?”
Mr. Goodman’s accusation was well founded, though Lorna herself didn’t even realize how obvious she was being. She may have told herself at the beginning that this was all going to be innocent, that she could flirt and look out at all of the faces of the men that she had been with over the last few months, getting a thrill of having them in her home with her husband. She may even have assumed that some secretive play would have gone on in private if she could get a chance to sneak away. Deep down, she knew she wanted more. She wanted something big, something dangerous. She wanted all of these men in her home so that she could do the one thing she had dreamed of doing.
“You caught me…I guess I’ve been a bad little tutor…are you all going to punish me?” Lorna smirked coyly and set her glass of white wine down on the coffee table as she looked up at Mr. Goodman with playful doe eyes.
“It’s not really considered a punishment when you’re desperate for it, now is it?” With that, Mr. Goodman pulled his granite hard cock from his trousers, and, without hesitation, grabbed a handful of Lorna’s vibrant red hair and pushed her head down on his already throbbing erection. “Oooh, fuck, yeah that’s it…I fucking knew you were hungry for it you filthy little red-headed slut.”
It was true. There was nothing more exhilarating to her than having her mouth violated in the middle of her own home surrounded by a dozen of her lovers. She relaxed her throat and took his manhood as deep as she could. Her oral skills were ignored as this dominant, aggressive father took his pleasure into his own hands. He began to thrust in and out of her mouth, holding back just enough to keep her from gagging. The sensation of being face fucked so suddenly made her panties cling to her moistened mound, and Lorna began to moan in ecstasy as she gleefully sucked the tubescent appendage that was forced upon her.
The crowd began to close in around her, a half circle of excited men just watching this curvaceous beauty be violated in her own home. Lorna couldn’t help but feel her skin get hot and her fingers trembled as she reached up and started to massage Mr. Goodman’s balls as he thrust in and out of her welcoming mouth.
The forced blowjob however, wasn’t all that Mr. Goodman was after. Soon he grabbed Lorna by the throat and pushed her onto her back. She lay across the couch with her skirt hiked up over her hips as he positioned himself between her legs.
“This is what you want, isn’t it? Yeah, I know you do. Now beg for it.” Mr. Goodman chuckled as he slid his hand up her milky thigh. When his fingers reached her panty line he tucked them under the already damp fabric and began to massage her aching clit.
“Oh, my God! Yes! Yes of course I want it, so damn bad! Holy shit, I want them all to see!” Lorna looked around at the dozens of eyes watching her. Her heart raced and she had never felt more exhilarated in her life. Mr. Goodman smiled at her, quickly grabbing her panties and pulling them down until they hung uselessly around one of her black stilettos.
The entire party watched Mr. Goodman spread her smooth shaven pussy with his fingers. They witnessed her intense moisture, and as her forceful lover began again to rub her desperate clitoris, she looked out at all of them with a smile.
“Don’t worry boys, hehe, everyone is going to get a turn.”
With that, Mr. Goodman thrust forward between Lorna’s legs. His girthy member invaded her silky womanhood, and with a loud grunt, he penetrated her. This zealous lover wasted no time, he immediately began thrusting hard and fast into her inviting womb. His groans grew louder and louder as he fucked her in front of the entire party of father’s, and it didn’t take long before he neared climax. At this point Lorna knew that her husband wouldn’t be long, but the exceptional thrill of the moment pushed the thought from her mind. Nothing mattered now except being creampied and used by as many of these married fathers as possible.
“Oooh shit yes, right there!” Mr. Goodman released deep inside of the unfaithful wife.
His essence flooded her, and her skin tingled knowing that she had been violated so thoroughly right on the couch that she bought with her husband. Soon others joined, Mr. Goodman gave her a quick smile and pulled his manhood from her luscious cavern. It wasn’t long before Mr. Taylor took his place between her legs.
“Jesus, you really are such a beautiful young woman, such a shame for your husband that you’re such a filthy little cock hungry slut.” Mr. Taylor smirked as he degraded her, pulling his curved seven inches from his trousers.
Lorna stared at it as the man rubbed his shaft between her already glazed labia, and she was so focused on the second injection she was about to receive, that she didn’t notice Mr. Montgomery expose himself as he stood next to her at the other end of the couch.
Without warning a thick phallus was forced into her mouth, and her lips were stretched wide as she looked up at the powerful older man standing at her side. He quickly commenced thrusting in and out of her eager mouth, and Mr. Taylor in turn penetrated her already used up pussy. It turns out, Lorna thought, that a nice thick creamy load made for perfect lubrication for a new cock. Mr. Taylor began fucking her hard, his masculine fingertips digging into her thighs as he pounded over and over with a wild, animalistic grunt.
Lorna was in heaven, being used by two men in front of a crowd made her tingle and gasp for air. She wanted more. Her silent need for degradation was fulfilled as a pair of hands reached over the arm of the couch and pulled her dress down. Mr. Bennett proceeded to fondle her full, luscious breasts and seductively kiss her neck as her mouth was currently occupied. The three men pawing at her and using her was such a thrill. This is what she had always wanted. Nothing in secret, just her naked body on full display for the entire crowd to enjoy as she was manhandled to perfection.
Mr. Montgomery ran his fingers through her hair, holding her head down on his cock as he let his manhood empty into her throat. She gargled a moment but soon began swallowing his creamy gift with a hidden smile on her stretched lips. He pulled himself from her mouth and the crowd chortled and cheered as cum dripped down her chin. She smiled around at all of the dominant faces that stared down at her with lust in their eyes.
“Mmm, you know, I think this slutty little pussy needs more than just one dick at a time.” Mr. Taylor chuckled.
It didn’t take long for Mr. Bennett to get the hint. The men sat Lorna up on the couch, and Mr. Bennett positioned himself sitting behind her with his narrow but lengthy phallus out in the open. Lorna wrapped her arms around Mr. Taylor’s neck, and he in turn grabbed onto her hips and hoisted her up into Mr. Bennett’s lap. The men worked together to position their new toy just right, and soon Lorna felt Mr. Bennett’s thin tool working its way into her desperate pussy alongside the slippery cock that already inhabited her.
“Oooh! God yes!” She cried out in ecstasy. She was being fucked by two cocks at once, her womanhood used all at once by two strong, powerful figures. For the first time in a long time, she felt full. Fulfilled. Useful.
They began to thrust. First they thrust inside her together, a seamless mechanism of pleasure that reached her g-spot and stretched her pussy like she had never felt before. But soon they began to alternate. Mr. Bennett thrust deep inside her as Mr. Taylor pulled out slightly, then the reverse, until they were pivoting in and out of her warm cunt in perfect unison.
The sensation was unmatchable, and Lorna was crying out in ecstacy. Her screams echoed throughout the living room, and eyes were wide with a perfect, pleasurable pain. So wide, that even in her hyper focused state, she saw out of the corner of her eye, a familiar face peering over the crowd. Her husband’s face.
Max looked over the shoulders of the horny spectators, his expression a mixture of hurt, shock, betrayal, and an undeniable glimpse of arousal. Lorna smiled at him, wasting not a second of her energy on apologies or remorse. She arched her back and let out a cry of passion that sent a shiver down Max’s spine.
“Look, look honey. Watch me get creampied by two big cocks!” As her sensuous voice sung the words, the two men that violated her simultaneously released.
Their manly groans filled the air, and the crowd cheered them on as they stuffed the sumptuous redhead to the point of overflowing. Max’s eyes stung, holding back tears, but the one thing he couldn’t hold back was his throbbing erection. He watched as his wife was pleasured and used, and the feelings of betrayal and humiliation were overpowered by a pure need for more.
Lorna could sense his arousal, and she smiled again as the two men pulled out of her. Max watched his wife’s stretched pussy gush, several men’s loads all at once spilling out of her. His heart jumped into his throat, and he swallowed hard as a new set of men approached his spouse.
These father’s, these guests in his home, looked directly at him, and grinned as they began to take their turn with his life partner. Mr. White bent Lorna over, forcing her onto her hands and knees on the couch. He positioned himself behind her while Mr. Fin knelt in front of her face. They each nodded at Max, a masculin gesture that one might give to a neighbour who lent him their lawn mower. And then, they entered her. Mr. White penetrated her dripping cunt, and Mr. Fin slid into her eager mouth with a grunt.
Max watched closely, his wife’s body writhing and trembling with passion as these men used her. He felt his trousers tightening as his erection grew, and soon he found himself pushing mindlessly through the crowd towards the scene. The closer he got, the more he could sense his partner’s intense and undeniable lust. He focused in on the turgent phallus pistoning in and out of the feminine chasm that he once thought was his alone to cherish. He watched her supple lips smile even as they were stretched by the girthy thickness of another man’s presence.
He crept closer, kneeling beside the couch for a front row seat to this pornagraphic show. With a grunt, Mr. Finn unloaded in this beautiful seductress’s mouth, pulling his satisfied manhood from her oral cavity. Just as Mr. White was thrusting hard and pumping another creamy deposit into Lorna’s welcoming hole, she turned to her husband. She kissed him, the bitter flavour of cum still on her lips. Max sank in desperately to the kiss, twitching at the humiliation and shame of the moment. Then, as Lorna pulled away and looked him in the eyes, he heard the love of his life utter the words that would change him forever.
“If this is going to work, you’re going to have to clean up this mess.”
Without hesitation, Max sprung into action. It was as if this part of him lay dormant deep inside and just now escaped. He didn’t question, he didn’t protest, he immediately laid down on the sofa beneath his dripping wife. She was still bent over and he positioned his head right between her knees and looked up at her gushing pussy with purpose. A stringy glob of mixed cum dropped down onto his face, and he fervently grabbed her ass and pulled her down to sit on his face. He immediately went to work cleaning her up, licking and sucking the bounty of male ejaculate that had been left inside her. The taste was like nothing Max had ever experienced, and knowing that all these men had made their deposit inside his very own wife and that he was now responsible for cleaning up after them made him throb beneath his zipper.
“Oooh fuck, yeah, now it’s your turn isnt it?” Max smiled for a moment, the sound of his wife’s voice including him in her salacious activity bringing him an intense joy. It wasn’t long, however, before he realized that she wasn’t talking to him.
Max felt a heavy, masculine form climb over him. Before he could adjust his position to look at what was happening, He heard his wife moan uncontrollably. One of the fathers had slid between Lorna’s legs and was pounding her directly over Max’s face. He looked up, eyes wide, watching as just inches away from his own face, this thick phallus penetrated his partner’s dripping pussy. He was fucking her right over top of him. The sheer degradation of this act made Max’s cock pulse in his trousers, and soon he felt an unknown force around his lower body.
This cuckold of a husband was pinned down by his wife and her newest lover, simply a surface on top of which to make passionate love. Max couldn’t move or look down at what was happening to him, but he felt his pants start to slip down further and further until he knew he was naked from the waist down. He tried to speak, but the words would not come. He tried to move but the weight held him still. He looked up at the throbbing shaft sliding in and out of his beloved, and soon he felt someone grasp his thighs and spread his legs.
A muffled cry of objection from beneath the two lovers was lost and ignored, though the objection was not to be taken seriously anyway. Max felt his legs pushed outward and upward, and his ass was spread. If anyone could see his face they would have seen his wide eyes grow even wider, and he bit his lower lip and his eyes rolled back as he felt slow yet steady pressure build against his sphincter.
The sultry moans of a satisfied woman filled the room, and Lorna’s cries of pleasure echoed throughout the house. Soon, however, her exclamations of passion weren’t the only ones to be heard. Max began wailing ecstatically at the intense pressure against his anus, and with one quick, life changing thrust, he was penetrated as deep as his beautiful wife.
“Oooh fuck! This bitch is even tighter than his woman!” The unknown guest began to pound hard and fast, stretching Max’s virgin hole with a masculine vigor.
The sensation was unforgettable. Lorna’s degrading giggle rang in her husband’s ears as she looked down at his ass being forced open by an aggressive and dominant alpha male. She looked into the eyes of the man who was ravaging her just above her husband’s face, smiling as she sensed he was near climax. Lorna whispered something in the father’s ear, and he grinned wide at her. Max couldn’t begin to know what his beloved life partner was thinking or saying at that moment, and his attention was drawn elsewhere.
The pulsing, the throbbing, the thrusting, the sheer drama of the moment made this once proud man shudder. He had never truly known how much he wanted this until now, and he silently begged for more. The turgid girth of the stranger between his legs was like a key that opened his mind and body to the experiences he had been secretly longing for. He felt his g-spot massaged and stimulated in ways that he had never imagined. His hips were gripped tight within the fingers of the zealous guest, his forcefulness punctuated by his animalistic grunts with every thrust.
Soon the father that inhabited the womb of the writhing beauty atop her husband, began to breathe heavily and grunt wildly. His hips pivoted back and forth between her legs, and Lorna rapidly circled her clit with her fingers to match his level of enthusiasm.
“Oooh my God Mr. Brown! Do it!” Lorna cried with a giddy titter. “Please, God, I want to see you do it!”
Mr. Brown smiled at her, pumped in and out a few more times, and then the plan was in motion. Mr. Brown reached a powerful orgasm, and just as he was about to flood Lorna with yet another viscous, ill-gotten load, he grinned.
“Taste it you little cuck bitch!”
The dominant male figure that hovered over him suddenly pulled his manhood from Lorna’s used up hole, and soon Max was looking up as the veiny member began to ejaculate violently. The bitter, creamy fluid flowed from his tip, drenching the trembling man beneath. Lorna’s full pussy dripped a mixture of semen down onto her husband’s face, the newest load spurting strings of warm, sticky liquid directly into his mouth. The cum glazed his lips, dripping down his chin and neck.
Just as this was happening, another orgasm was in the making. The man between Max’s legs let out a loud, drawn out groan, and his aggressive thrusting quickened. He pounded the whimpering cuck on his very own couch, their audience whooping and chortling at the submissive toy that was currently being drenched in semen. The alpha male cried out in climax, his sweaty, masculine form convulsing as he released.
Max felt his once untouched chasm suddenly flood with a creamy gift, his colon filling with the essence of this dominant, brawny figure. The sensations of his unforseen facial and his unexpected creampie combined to form the most intense, humiliating, and arousing experience of Max’s life. There he lay, his wife’s worn out pussy perched above him, still dripping with the mixture of sperm that was gifted to her throughout the night. He was full, glazed, panting. Soon the group disassembled, and Max was laying there with the taste of bitter-sweet cream on his tongue.
The men dressed, chuckling at the exhausted cuckhold that lay staring up at the ceiling. He was gasping for air, still swallowing some of the cum that lingered in his throat. His wife straightened her dress, and she and the rest of the party looked down at him. The man that filled Max with his warm cum smiled at Lorna, his eyes shifting back and forth between her and her life partner.
“Thank you for the lovely party, you are certainly wonderful hosts. I can’t wait for the next event.”
The guest then turned his attention to Max, leaning forward to whisper in his ear, and Max’s eyes widened as the deep voice flowed like honey from his lips.
“And as for you, my good little cuck, I’m not done with you.”
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