Chapter 2

It had been a Friday night when Steve and Tony had come for the wonderful sex session that I told of in Part 1; the two following days, Margie and I had still been so sexually worked up that we had long and lustful sessions together each night, and couldn’t stop talking about all that had happened.

Monday came around and it was back to work for the pair of us. I usually work long days, and with the traveling, don’t get home till around six at night, whereas Margie works in the front office of a local engineering company, and is home at about 3:30 in the afternoon.

Anyhow, getting home from work I was greeted by Margie, but then as we talked, I sensed that she was somehow different in some way. It was hard to put my finger on it, she seemed a bit nervous, or troubled I thought.

After a short while Margie asked me whether I’d organized anything more with Steve and Tony. I took it that she wanted more of the wild group sex that we’d had on Friday, and I laughingly said, “you little slut, you’re wanting more already.”

She didn’t laugh in response, but said that it wasn’t that at all. “Did you organize anything more with them?” she asked seriously and in a way that she wasn’t joking.

“No,” I responded, becoming serious as I didn’t know why she was suddenly so serious about it.

“Truly?” she said quizzically.

I assured her that I’d thought no further than our session with them on the last Friday night.

She paused a bit and said nothing more.

I looked at her questioningly and held the palms of my hands out in a gesture of “what?”

Margie paused for a moment, then said, they were here waiting for me when I got home this afternoon.

“What!” I exclaimed in surprise and shock. “What did they want?” I knew that it was a stupid question as soon as I said it.

“What do you think they wanted?” Margie said in a slightly sarcastic tone.

“So they fucked you?” I said more as a statement than a question.

“Is this what you wanted? Do you mind?” she asked.

“Well...,” I began, trying to process this development. “Yes and no,” I said hesitantly and not quite sure what I did think of it. “Did you enjoy it?” I asked.

“What would you think if I said yes?” she said teasingly.

“Well I suppose it’s only normal for you if you did,” I replied.

“What would you think if they were lining up other men for me?” she continued.

“Oh no, I’d draw the line at that,” I said, not sure where this conversation was headed.

“Well it’s too late to draw the line, because they brought two other men with them,” she said quite matter of fact.

I was stunned, then I thought that she was leading me on, but she assured me that it was true and I believed her.

Fuck! This whole thing had gotten out of hand and I knew that unless Margie were the one to put a stop to it, there was nothing that I could do.

I later on messaged Steve and Tony. “So she told you all about it, did she.” Steve messaged back. He told me that they took the other two guys, thinking that it would be a rape session with Margie, but in fact she was eager and willing to be fucked by the four of them.

“We want to totally and utterly ruin both your wife and your marriage,” he told me.

I didn’t know what to think, on the one hand it excited me that Margie was being turned into such a slut and a whore, and yet on the other hand I nostalgically looked back to how pure and good she had been when we were first married.

Some four or five weeks had gone by, during which time Tony, Steve, and their two friends Peter and Ted, had visited many times to use and fuck Margie. On these occasions I could only sit back and watch as they fucked and physically abused my wife; they didn’t want me getting in the way.

Anyhow here I was again, watching Margie on all fours while Steve and Ted took turns holding her head and fucking her mouth and throat until Margie was gagging and choking with tears in her eyes and saliva and cum drooling from her mouth. At the same time Peter and Tony where taking turns vigorously fucking her ass, absolutely pounding their stiff, hard cocks up her ass with such vigor that she was rocking forward with each slamming thrust, and giving a gasping grunt each time the cock slammed home.

I was slowly stroking my hard, precum dribbling cock as I watched, though careful not to get to the point of cumming, as I wanted to keep myself for later on when I would have the thrill of fucking her beautifully sloppy cum filled cunt.

Eventually Peter lost control and with lots of grunting and verbal abuse for Margie, he pumped her ass full of his cum.

Slumping down exhausted, he sat there panting for a minute, then turning to Steve, he said that he’d go and get the dogs.

“Dog’s?” I asked, sitting up and taking notice.

“Yeah we’ve got two beauties for your slut to suck and fuck with,” Peter replied as he got dressed.

“Oh no you won’t!” Margie exclaimed, also taking notice, “that’s going a step to far.”

“Shut up you fucking whore,” Steve snarled, grabbing a handful of Margie’s hair and screwing it around until her face contorted with pain and she was whimpering. “You’ll do what you’re fucking told,” he told her. “There will be a lot more than just sucking off a fucking dog before we’re finished with you.

In the meantime Peter headed off and I heard his car drive off.

The fucking went on, and I wondered what Margie would be thinking regarding the dogs, however she showed no let up in her enthusiasm for being fucked and abused.

Tony was the next to cum. I could tell her was getting close because of his savage pounding of Margie’s ass, and his lustful groaning. He then stiffened up grasping her waist and I knew that his cum would be pumping out inside her intestines.