Chapter 2

I knew Mia was watching me as I walked down the hall. The sight of her standing naked, the Christmas ornaments hanging from her nipples, had caused my already over stimulated erection to go into overdrive.

I'd known John for a long time, since before I had met Mia, although she had never met him before. He and I had had long talk about my situation; I was the one who had come to him for help.

A lot of things were going through my mind as I walked around the corner of the hotel hallway. My heart was pounding because of what I was about to see, but my mind was remembering Mia before the "persistent sexual arousal syndrome. By the way, I'm Don, Mia's husband.

Our relationship had changed so dramatically since that first unexpected orgasm in our living room. Mia is beautiful. There is simply no other way of saying it. Her face is so perfect and innocent. The sight of her in orgasm, at first, is the most erotic thing you've ever seen. This innocent looking beautiful redhead, her face flushed with excitement, moaning as she comes. Well, no normal man can resist that.

She's not innocent anymore. I don't know what's she's told you, but I've heard my little Mia begging me to fuck her. She's begged me to do more than that. And I like it don't get me wrong, but sometimes I just want my wife back. Actually I want both. I love her horniness, but I'd like to be in control of it. Well, maybe this will work. The doctors don't know what started this and they don't when or how it might end. Maybe the next 24 hours will do it.

John had rented a suite for the party, and I walked around the corner of the hall and into the adjoining room. I went through the sliding doors onto the balcony, and walked around the corner of the hotel to the sliding doors in front of the main room. The room where Mia was going to be, only seconds after I left her I was in position watching John walk her into the room.

She was trembling as she walked in the door, the ornaments on her breasts were shaking with her movements. Her eyes were very wide, her face somewhat flushed as was her upper chest, her breathing was rapid. When John ordered her to spread her legs, a long string of pussy juice ran from her thigh to her visible clit.

"Slut," her said addressing my wife. "I want you to tell these men who you are and why you're here."

I watched as Mia swallowed, then tried to speak and stopped. After licking her lips, she started again.

"My name is Mia," she said then looked quickly at John.

"You'll just be slut for the next day or so," he said.

She swallowed again. "My name is sl... sl... slut," she stammered, I thought I saw a tear on her cheek.

"I'm here because I have persistent sexual arousal syndrome," she said the last rather defiantly.

"Tell us what this... ah... persistent thing is," John ordered. John knew exactly what it was and the complete name of the syndrome. I also knew that John would be humiliating my wife a great deal. The more Mia was humiliated now the more excited she became, if that was possible, and the more excited she became the more intense her orgasms and the longer her period of "rest."

"It means," she started then stopped. "It means. Oh shit," she looked at John hopelessly.

"Tell us slut!" John demanded.

"It means I'm turned on all the time," Mia ran out of breath at the end.

"It means more than that, doesn't it slut."

"Yes. It also means I come all the time. I can't help myself. I can't help it," she was looking at the men now, some of them smiling at her.

Her face was bright red. She was almost pleading, bent slightly from the hips, as she said, "I just need to come. Please..." and she reached for John's cock, caressing it, her mouth still open from the word 'please.' She slid to her knees, never taking her eyes off his cock, I could clearly hear her moan as she slid him inside her mouth.

"Ohhhhhhhhh..."

The men where all talking now, talking about my wife.

"Oh man. She is beautiful."

"Is this true? She's always turned on, she comes all the time?"

"I love these tits," the largest one said as he caressed her left breast.

"Tell the guys what you want slut," ordered John

Mia continued to suck and lick John's cock, moaning as she fondled his balls. Her free hand had crept down to her pussy and was lightly stroking her clit.

Finally she took her mouth away, and opened her eyes looking a little dazed.

"I want them to fuck me," she said.

"Where?" John asked.

This question caught her by surprised. I could almost hear her mind working.

"Here," she said. A perfectly rational answer I thought, all things considered.

"No slut. In your mouth? Where?" John asked again.

"Oh, my pussy."

"Your what?" John asked pulling her nipple hard, the ornament lost in his hand.

"Owwww... god... yes..." Mia was moaning louder the harder he pulled her nipple. "Ohhhhhh... please... don't make me..."

But John pulled harder, and now another of the men was pulling her other nipple.

"Ohhhh... my cunt..." I'd never heard Mia say that word before, as many things as I'd seen the last two years, this shocked me the most.

"Your what?" John asked, his cock throbbing in my wife's hand.

"My CUNT... oh please... I need it sooooo bad... please fuck me... I'll do anything... I will..." she was begging, her need so obvious.

Only a second later the man who had been helping John with Mia's nipples had her bent forward, her ass in the air her elbows on the carpet. His cock was already out of his pants and he was slamming it into her.

"Ohhhhhh... yeeeesssss... yeeesssss..." she screamed. "Fuck meeeee..."

He didn't last long, I don't know how he could really. She was slamming back on his cock as hard as he was fucking her. It seemed like only seconds before he came.

That didn't slow the next in line. He turned her over and sank his cock inside her. His knees on the carpet, his arms straight, he fucked her hard and fast also.

"Yesssss... fuck my cunt... fuck me... please don't stop..."

When he came she moaned in frustration, "noooo... please... more." I knew that she had been coming the whole time.

Two of the men had tried to get her to suck them, but she was yelling too much, concentrating on her pussy. Her hands where busy on them, but her mouth was busy begging to be fucked.

The next man in line picked her up and moved her to the couch, he sat down and pulled her onto his lap. From where I was on the balcony I could see her face, and his hands on her breasts, but nothing else.

My cock was throbbing, harder than it had been in sometime. The incredible erotic scene I was witnessing was too much for me. Pre-come was dripping onto the concrete, I knew if I touched myself I'd come. I wasn't sure I could resist. I wasn't sure I wanted to resist.

Mia's mouth and eyes opened wide as she sank onto the new cock. This time she was in control, on top.

"Fuck me slut," he growled.

"Ohhhh yesss..." her tongue was actually hanging outside of her mouth as she fucked him.

Other men where touching her as they fucked, their hands on her ass, her legs.

But Mia was controlling the motion, making it last.

"I'm coming... I'm coming... oh please... I'm coming," she continued to moan.

"Tell him what you are slut," John order from behind. "You said you'd do anything. Start doing it."

"I'm... oh god... I'm a slut... Ooooohhhhh... please fuck my cunt... fuck me... OH DAMN..." she was shouting now. Picking up the pace, fucking him hard.

I'd moved on the balcony so that I could see more of the action, more below the waist. It wasn't perfect but I hadn't lost sight of her face and that was important.

John stopped her from behind, using his hand he scoped come from her legs and pussy and spread it on her ass. Bending forward he started to ease his cock into her asshole, her pussy already full.

"OOOOOOOOHHHHH... WHAAAT... OOOOHHHHH... TWO COCKS... TWO... OH YEEEESSSSS..."

Her head was bobbing up and down, her eyes pinched shut, her mouth hanging open.

"PLEASE FUCK ME... BOTH OF YOU... OH YEEEESSSSS..." as they both started to pound into her pussy and asshole.

Soon they had their rhythm worked out. Fucking in and out of her. She was almost crying now, lost in the sensation. With every thrust I could her say, "OH."

It was a sight I don't think I could ever forget. My beautiful wife, so innocent a few years ago, was being fucked in her pussy and asshole at the same time. Her pale skin, typical of redheads, setting off the darkness of the two cocks pounding into her. Her face and chest flushed, her orgasms continuous.

Two of the other men wanted their cocks sucked, but she was too busy, holding their cocks in her hands, the thrusting against her causing her hands to move on them.

"OHHHHH... GOOOOODDDDD... I CAN'T STOP COMING... PLEASE... HELP ME... PLEASE... OH... TWO COCKS..."