Mother is a Cheating Fuckdoll Ep. 07

Literotic asexstories – Mother is a Cheating Fuckdoll Ep. 07 by montymonty007,montymonty007
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Warning : If you have time, I would recommend that you read the previous stories in this saga or, at least, the first episode. It will give you the necessary background to understand the various characters. But if you start from here and if you need to know the essential, then let me tell you this is the depraved story of a couple and their son (hopefully not many of you are going to complain about it).

– The central character is Linda, a statuesque estate agent who has lived until now a very conservative and boring life in a leafy town outside London, UK. Through work and especially one of her colleagues, she has recently developed a taste for new sexual experiences.

– Josh is her son, a university student. He has found out about his mother’s naughty activities and, having always fantasized about her, he’s been taking advantage of the situation.

– Michael is Linda’s husband, a rich lawyer working in the City. He’s a cuckold through and through despite the fact that he initially pretended to be unaware of his wife’s shenanigans. Now he knows and he loves it. But he wants his pound of flesh too.

Apart from Episode 2 where Linda spoke, narrations were from Josh. In this seventh episode, that I will classify as a “Group Sex” (honestly it could have been Incest or Loving Wives), Michael has decided to speak and tell us what happened next. Enjoy!

Ah…Linda! My dear wife! I have always wanted to have a trophy wife, tall, sexy, with perfect legs, huge tits (I got her a breast augmentation with one of the best surgeons in the country). And believe me, I have one. Despite being now in her late forties, she’s still a traffic stopper and I very much enjoy the perverted looks of other men on her. I know they would love to access her knickers and have such a bombshell at home. I easily imagine how they get hard by just seeing her walking in the street.

Despite my fantasies, I had never shared Linda with other men before. And I would never have had the guts to ask her if she would have fancied the idea. But things have changed. My perfect little bourgeoise had some form of affair with one of her colleagues at the estate agency where she worked. The little bastard definitely opened a Pandora box.

To my initial disbelief, my now “dirty wife” has recently experienced a lot of group and public sex. My son has even blackmailed her into sharing her skills with him. And you know what? I love it. I hate to say this but I have discovered that I am a true cuckold and voyeur. Linda has turned into an insatiable fuckdoll and has had sex with multiple partners at work events, in the woods, at cinemas, swingers’ clubs and even with a bunch of illegal immigrants at a construction site.

I should have been outraged, filed papers for a divorce and more. But nope… maybe I was secretly hoping this would happen one day and, as a result, validate the reason why I had always wanted a trophy wife.

You probably know how I discovered everything. I am not sure that I was very convincing when I confronted my better half, but I played the game. Linda foolishly thought that she would not be caught and nearly wet herself at the idea this could terminate her marriage. My son, Josh, thought I would kill him when I told him that I knew. Furthermore, he nearly had to pinch himself when he understood that I was giving him my blessing to use his mother.

But let’s be clear, the two little fuckers know the one rule from now on: I am in charge! If there is any fun, I am the one controlling it even if I clearly don’t want it to stop.

I want more! Yes, I really want more. And in a way, allowing Linda to have all the sex she can get, will probably offer the best insurance policy against the risk of seeing her developing a true affair with someone else.

Here, we are purely talking sex, raw sex in exciting environments to satisfy fantasies, not romantic shenanigans.

All is not rosy though. Her extravagance with work colleagues has caused her to lose her job, even though she obtained some form of honourable discharge (literally!). Gossips at the estate agency made her position untenable and her boss got no option but to “let her go”.

The old bastard conditioned a nice recommendation for Linda’s future to the materialisation of his fantasies. I am sure that Josh told you how his mother was used as a hot widow at a cemetery in Surrey and then, in the same morning, by construction workers. I attended all of this. My wife, turned into a nympho and pornstar under my very eyes. I never would have imagined that she would cope so well in such challenging situations.

So far, everybody had organised fun for my wife. It was about time I took the lead and gave the little bitch the treatment she deserved. If she still wanted fun now and then, I would give her some, under my direction and according to my terms.

Only a few days after the visit at the construction site, I started to think about Linda’s career. She needed to move on. I wanted my hotwife to be busy (sex was fine, affairs were not) and happy, hungry for sex even if she was not in charge any longer, or at least not totally.

My money was sitting at the bank with appalling rates offered for my deposits and I thought I could use some of it in a much better fashion.

On Wednesday evening, just after getting back from work, I tested the waters while Josh was not around.

“Linda darling” I started, “how’s my little slut tonight? I hope you are OK after having been used so much? No cum indigestion?”

“Stop the sarcasm Michael, you know I had not asked for this!” she replied.

“No criticism at all, honey. You were amazing, on the contrary. I must be the luckiest man on Earth with such a sexy and sexual wife…”

“I know, I can’t believe I have done all this lately… Must be my hormones. Sometimes I believe I should be horrified, but in the end the thrill of unexpected situations makes me behave like a greedy slut!”

“Well” I continued “this is not to displease me but things have to be in control, for the sake of your safety and the family. We do not want another scenario similar to the one offered by your colleague’s wife the other day. I thought the woman would kill us all.”

Linda paused for a moment, took a deep breath before adding:

” I am… I am sorry about all of this… it should never have turned this way. It was supposed to be a one off (see episode 1). Should we start from scratch, sell the house and live somewhere else?”

“God Almighty Linda, don’t be so overdramatic! Let’s have fun while we can but no more playing in the back, if you see what I mean.”

She understood too well and nodded.

“But on a more cheerful note, I have come up with a new idea…”

Linda’s face turned very suspicious thinking that I had probably arranged a new orgy of some kind.

“For the moment, nothing sexual my dear, just business. As we all know you’re very active – in many ways I should add – and an outstanding professional in the world of real estate… well, I thought, it could be our mutual interest if I were to fund your own agency.”

“Wow Michael…” she stuttered, “… are you serious? But…”

I will spare you the details but I made it clear that it was not an emotional investment. She had the talent and skills to develop a service for high net worth individuals in our neck of the woods. We spent a few hours throwing ideas at each other. A bottle of bubbly helped us stimulate our brains and find suggestions for a location, the name of the company, recruitment, going partly digital, just to name a few things.

I knew that Linda would never accept that I should fund everything. She had her own savings, but the thought of having me onboard got her over the moon, so much this project was important to her. If we wanted something that would go the extra mile and state of the art in the profession, we would need additional investors anyway.

A couple of bottles later, our old couple found its youth again and I ended up banging my wife on the kitchen table. She asked me to repeat this three times during the evening in other parts of the house and I thought I would not survive the night and make my investment a reality.

But I did survive and before we finally fell asleep, I whispered in the back of her ear:

“Linda, there is one thing I have not clarified yet regarding my investment: I will demand a special dividend.”

“What’s that, lover?” she asked while delivering tender kisses along my neck.

“My new business partner should keep offering hotwife stuff. I want to carry on sharing you now and then. Therefore, in return for my financial investment, I will get to use you or have you used at my discretion… of course, in all safety!”

She looked at me and laughed, bouncing on my statement:

“And what sort of dividends should additional investors get then?”

“Don’t you worry wifey, I will keep you busy, if you can cope obviously!”

“Try me!” was her short and final reply before we left this world for the night in a state of exhaustion.

The morning after, my body was void of energy but it felt rather good nonetheless. I could not resist complimenting her again around a coffee and a croissant. I was in love with every part of her body.

“So… Linda, how are you coping with your future ex-boss, Hertzschinger? Do you still have to make arrangements for the Emir’s party before leaving?”

“Yup… that’s my last assignment and as you know, I could not say no. It was the deal as Hertzschinger is still OK to pay for my commission. Besides, his recommendation will be needed with new investors. I am just trying to see the bright side of it, in other words making additional contacts with VIPs. That could help kickstart our new business.”

“Ha, ha” I could not resist laughing. “I remember very well last time you told me this… I mean the networking thing at the Convention. Little did I know, it was that kind of networking!”

She cheekily replied : “But, I also made genuine contacts that night! Anyway, the party was initially planned at the place he’s just acquired but he let me know yesterday it was too small for 100 guests. It will now take place at his country embassy near Kensington Gardens.”

I stayed silent for a minute before stating:

“In that case, why don’t we arrange another kind of convention thing?”

“What do you mean Michael?”

“Why not make the event very exciting for you and me… you know what I mean?”

“Oh dirty man… very different this time, it’s an Embassy… security … unknown people…”

“Not so fast Linda, we are going to do this, one way or another… I am a man with many resources, and believe you me, I will get you some players… who might prove excellent business partners to the Emir and ourselves, that is… if we make this event very special.”

This time, I believe my wife thought she was really going to be in trouble, arrested or something of the kind.

Linda got very busy during the rest of the week as she took care of various arrangements. Deliveries, security, catering, contacting VIPs… you name it… a lot was on her shoulders. The Emir had made it clear that she should be the chief organizer.

I got hold of the list of people who had been invited. Bankers, business leaders, insurers, representatives of the City of London, Chamber of Commerce and even a couple of politicians would be joining. A few names brought a smile on my face. We had happened to meet in the past at special parties, if you see what I mean… the exclusive type where kinky secretaries were invited. That was a long time ago. What a blessing, I would contact them with something in the back of my mind.

I also liaised with that old fart of Herschzinger.

Beyond the warm recommendation he had given to Linda, I let him know that he could find an interest in her new business by becoming a special supplier. He did not have any branch in our area and a cooperation would help my wife build her client portfolio. What was in it for him? Well, nothing less than juicy commissions and who knows, other dealings with my wife. Of course he needed time to think about it but I figured that, when it came to money and pleasure, he would eventually yes.

The party was being held in hardly more than one week and, on Thursday, I summoned Linda and Josh to a quick meeting. I ordered my better half to come to the kitchen fully naked just wearing a pair of black stilettos and red lipstick. She wondered what was happening and thought I had planned some unexpected adventure or weird fantasy. Josh joined us wondering too what was going on.

“Mum, do you need a few minutes to go and get a bathrobe or something?” he suggested.

“She’s fine Josh” I replied. “She’s been naked before and you have had quite a few opportunities to see her without clothes.”

I stared at them and added: “This party is going to be a major opportunity for your career Linda and our business…”

I explained to Josh what we had decided and the idea of seeing his Mum as an entrepreneur got his approval.

“Now, we have to get some people investing into our venture and we need to make sure the party will blow them away. I just want to make sure that both of you are committed to ensure full success and ready to follow my plans.”

Linda and Josh looked at each other wondering what was possessing me.

“Of course darling, that’s my interest to make it good and I am sure that Josh is keen to contribute to this… but… but I don’t understand the meaning of me being naked here…” Linda questioned.

I turned to Josh and said : “Josh, when you see your mother, what do you think?”

“What do I think?… well, she’s a very talented person, she’s beautiful and a wonderful mother, and..”

“Cut the crap, Josh, I mean from an alpha male perspective. Imagine that you don’t know her, she’s not your Mum… and you see her like that… what goes through your mind… tell me now without thinking, the honest truth!”

After a few seconds of hesitation, Josh spat out : “What a fucking slut, I’d love to bang her and play with her big tits…”

Then he realised what he had just said : “Sorry Mum, I did not mean it that way, it’s just…”

I smiled. “Excellent Josh, very good evidence that your Mum is super attractive and that men at the party will think the same way as you just did. And she will be dressed in a fashion that will make her the uber wanking material.”

I carried on while both were speechless. “Now another piece of evidence to confirm what you have just said. Please undo your trousers and wank. I want you to fill in the glass located in front of you with your sperm, as quickly as you can. Don’t touch your Mum, just look at her while you are wanking.”

Josh hesitated a few seconds but thought it would be better not to question my perversion or experiment.

“Look Linda” I voiced. “I knew he would already be hard!”

Josh scrutinised his Mum’s reactions but she was showing no facial expression. She was mesmerised by the big bone that was growing and growing less than three feet away from her. My son kept on wanking furiously and it took him less than forty seconds to ejaculate in the glass.

A good load was deposited, letting us figure that he had not jacked off or made love for the last two days at least. Linda turned to me with a little smile that said it all while Josh was trying to catch his breath.

“My little wife is a hottie” I said laughing. “Gosh, you still have it. Sorry… I should say that you have never been so much at the top of your game. Without doing anything, you make young dudes come within one minute … and big loads with that!”

I thanked Josh. “Well done buddy. And you’ve shown that you are committed to follow my instructions. I will need you soon, especially when Linda will be more active.”

She rolled her eyes, thinking all this was a nonsense.

“And now” I added, “Linda, please would you mind pouring the contents of the glass on the table?”

She complied without any fuss and I made her stand up.

“Well darling, as a sign of your commitment and a true slut, I think that before our dinner, you should get an aperitif. I made her bend over and without warning, I undid my trousers too. Like Josh I was solid as a rock down there and I took my wife from behind. I had to force my way in as she was not as wet as I would have expected.

“I figured that you would not mind a nice sausage with your aperitif. Now, reach for the cum on the table and lick it.”

This did not prove easy as I was using her pretty vigorously, making her head move right and left from the cum puddle. Her nose, cheeks and chin eventually collected the white seed and her lipstick got smeared. I slowed the pace of my penetration as I could not hold it any longer.

I pulled out from my wife’s vagina and without warning brought her to her knees. I lost no time in discharging my fluids over her face.

“You like your aperitif don’t you? So much that you went for a double shot! Now, why don’t you give Josh a lovely French kiss to show your gratitude for his load?”

My son did not expect that and nearly panicked. But Linda was keen to be mischievous and did not hesitate a second. She pressed her sticky lips against his.

This little test had been a success. They were playing into my hands.

The rest of the evening was eventless but Linda asked us if we could make a final visit to the Residence where the party would take place as she wanted another pair of eyes to check if everything was perfect. The caterer, gardener, decorator and even the security guards would attend the meeting on Saturday morning and offer the final touches if necessary.

I had thought anyway about exploring the place with a view to plan for some action during the party. I would also take advantage of our London trip to visit my wife’s former boss, Herzschinger.

I wanted to offer him a deal. Maybe something like : refer every month five prospective clients to Linda’s new business and get an opportunity to get a special reward along with a certain percentage of the commission. Maybe a blow job or a shag. I would need to think a bit more about the exact details.

Soon after breakfast on Saturday, Josh drove us all the way to Kensington. Obviously it was not party time yet and therefore I ordered Linda to dress in a pretty formal way but at the same time with a “hot sexy bitch” touch. When it came to power dressing, nothing was a challenge to her.

She did not disappoint. She had gone for a suit consisting of a black pencil skirt and a matching tight jacket but with no blouse under. She had completed her outfit with tan stockings, red suspenders, knickers and a low cut bra of the same colour. Matching red stilettos with a 4 inch heel as well as coordinated red nails and lipstick gave her a statuesque look. Basically she was the archetype of the business lady you wanted to fuck at first sight.

Once at the residence we got introduced to the Head of Security, Farid, and we discussed the various accesses and places that were within limits at the property. He acknowledged that his boss, the Emir, had given us carte blanche to make the party a true success but he reminded us the golden rules not to be broken.

I played the respectful and very sycophantic guy, letting him know that he would be the cornerstone of the evening and that we all were relying on his professionalism. Guess what… he started to like me! The Emir’s butler joined us at some point and, seeing Linda (please see episode 4), a big smile brightened his face.

“Dear Linda!” he nearly shouted, “What a delight to see you again… we have not stopped talking about you over the last few weeks!”

I knew too well what it meant, my hotwife having shared her charms when she had visited the Emir in Birmingham a few weeks ago.

Linda formally introduced me to the butler. I initially felt a sense of guilt in his eyes but he quickly pulled himself together and we discussed various arrangements for the entertainment to come.

He made it clear to the head of security that our requirements had to be met without fuss as long as nothing would endanger his Master. This came as a total blessing.

Soon after, Linda and Josh made their excuses as they needed to verify that everything was going according to plan with the caterer, gardener and people dealing with the maintenance of the property such the electrician or plumber. I knew my wife would be a merciless inspector.

Before the butler left, I spent a few moments reiterating that we were committed to the success of the party. I referred to the guest list and, throwing a few names that I knew, suggested that we might have a few ideas to make these people super happy on Sunday the following weekend. Surely they would not fail to remember how we welcomed them… and who knows… they might be excellent business counterparties for the Emir in the months to come.

The butler could not agree more and confirmed his Master would give Linda and I carte blanche to make the day a success. When he made his excuses, I was in no doubt that he would report our little conversation straight to the Emir.

“Now Farid, I need your help for the entertainment side of this party. The Emir and his butler have made it clear that our VIP guests will need to be totally satisfied. A lot of business is at stake and will depend on how we make this party unforgettable to them.”

“I am fully aware of this, Sir…” he fired back.

“Farid, I am going to be very straightforward. What do you think of my wife?”

I really caught him by surprise and he looked at me with disbelief.

” What do you mean?… I am sure she is very professional and if the Emir has trusted her to organise the party… she must be very capable and…”

“Sorry Farid, my question was not about her professionalism… I am asking you to be honest in your reply… is she hot, sexy?… Come on, I am not a jealous guy and you might have learnt from the butler that she is not shy either…”

Again he looked at me, not knowing what to do with my question.

“Is it a trick, Sir?” he launched. “I really do not want any issue…”

“No trick I promise and I am aware of what my wife has or has not done…”

“Well in that case, Sir, your wife…I must say… is a real pleasure to the eye. And since you asked about honesty, I am glad I do not have to work with her …” he admitted with a hesitant smile.

“Oh and why that Farid?”

“My brain would not be able to concentrate…”

I laughed and agreed that with a body like hers, it was often difficult for males in her close environment to focus on her inner beauty. My approach was far from being innocent and I took advantage of this ice breaking exchange to get to the point.

“As you know, lots of VIPs will be here and we cannot afford a failure. They must leave the evening, I mean -men- of course, with the feeling they had the best party in a decade. This will be vital for your boss but also for my wife’s new business venture.”

He was about to confirm that he would do his utmost, etc… but I cut it short.

“…and that is where my wife will most likely have a part to play… you know… there’s no harm in getting very close to some guests…”

Farid understood too well.

“Sir, are you saying that you will let your wife… and what about guest wives? Won’t they realise?”

“Don’t worry Farid, as I said earlier, I am not the jealous type and I get a kick from seeing Linda used by others. And for the rest, that’s why we would need a few places in the residence where she could play safely. Could you secure that for us please?”

Farid’s mind was all over the place. He could not fathom if all this was a joke, a trick or the truth.

“Sorry Sir, I cannot risk that. What if the Emir…”

It took me a while to convince him. I mentioned that my wife had previously played with the son’s emir and the butler in Birmingham. I also emphasised the importance of the evening for his boss and that in any case, he could always deny everything. His only commitment would be to secure or recommend a few rooms or places.

I thought in the end that he would have cold feet but he came up with something ten minutes later.

“I understand where you are coming from and I want to believe you but I cannot take a chance” Farid said uneasily. “There is one thing we could do outside the residence, just to prove you are as committed as you say you are.”

“And what would it be?” I enquired.

“Well, as your wife is a head turner… I have myself some kinky activities… but outside this field of work here.”

I became intrigued.

He explained to me that he had some connections to a couple whose lady, Jade, was some kind of an amateur pornstar. His friends had a small porn production called Amateur Bukkake UK and the concept was simple.

They shot bukkake videos where Jade was the target and all this usually happened at different swingers clubs around the country. They did not need professional male performers. They only advertised the event a few weeks before it took place and male visitors of the club would be their performers. No faces were shown and everyone was happy.

Clients could unload over the face of a pornstar at no other expense than the cost of a ticket to access the club and the porn production had free recruits to perform. On the back of this, Farid came up with the following suggestion:

“As a token of your commitment, ask your wife to come to the event that will take place next Friday in the City. My friends are still looking for performers. Your wife won’t be filmed and will act as a fluffer to get the guys ready. If you can do that, I will do my part as requested.”

I was not sure that Linda would be keen to go out and expose herself soon before the party but we needed Farid. I thought for a few moments and agreed.

Farid nodded with satisfaction and commented:

“OK, let me speak to Jade but confirm everything is alright for your wife and she’s OK with this. I will give you a call to confirm the details.”

We shook hands. It was a done deal. With that sorted, Farid offered me a full tour of the property and surroundings with a view to spot the right places. To my surprise, more than a few had some potential with a minimal risk of being discovered by people who would not be insiders at the party.

We were reaching the main entrance when I saw Josh coming at breakneck speed from the basement . I remembered to act as if he was my wife’s assistant.

“Oh Josh… how is it going? Has my wife reviewed everything?”

“Well, no Sir, I am afraid there are issues and disagreements!”

“What’s wrong?” I enquired.

“Well, there seems to be a few things not going right with the menu and drinks, but also with the lights and flower arrangements. There are other things your wife is not happy about, but the electrician, the gardener and the chef do not seem to agree to any change… so… it’s a bit tense!”

Just what we needed. I looked at Farid and said: “With just one week left, we cannot afford this. Would you mind coming with me to see if we can sort it out?”

We quickly found the room where heated negotiations were taking place.

The face of my little darling was as tense as ever. Things were definitely not going her way and three professionals were staring at her with a “yeah, yeah, yeah” attitude. They all became silent at our intrusion.

Then the chef looked again at my wife and said:

“Like my colleagues have said, we will do whatever we can to satisfy the Emir, but, for what you are asking, this is far beyond budget and too late. We won’t have time to source it.”

Linda lost no time to reply. “Are you pulling my leg, with still one week?”

I will pass you the details, but the gardener argued he could not get the required items at such short notice, the chef did not want to change the menu he had prepared as all his ingredients had already been ordered and the electrician pretended that he was not a magician and could not rewire the whole place to accommodate Linda’s fantasy.

This was going nowhere and putting the whole event at risk.

It was time to do something. “Gentlemen… Farid… would you mind if I had a quick chat with my wife for a minute or two… we’ll be back straight away. Josh… you may join us please.”

We walked down the corridor so that we could not be heard. Before dealing with the current issues, I explained what I had negotiated with Farid.

“I know, you’re upset but we are going to make it good…” I ventured to say.

And indeed she was even more upset when I explained what Farid had asked. But she understood in the end that one hour or two as a fluffer was a small price to pay to guarantee the sexual entertainment for the party to come. She calmed a bit but threw at me:

“It is all well and good but if these guys are going to do more than an average job, we will make idiots of ourselves with the Emir and the guests. Bye bye to our little investments!”

“No darling, not if we give them a little incentive. If they can figure there is a big reward or prize to grab, they will achieve.”

I briefly explained my plan. Josh got his thumb up. But Linda objected:

“What if they say tough, we still won’t do it?”

I laughed it off. “Never say no to Linda is my new motto!”

The four guys we had left in the room had taken advantage of that break to make themselves a drink.

“Sorry guys, it was longer than I thought!”

I summed up all the points that Linda had raised to them. I rubbed their backs a bit by acknowledging they were outstanding professionals and that the Emir would not have hired them if they did not have a fabulous reputation. I also recognised that, in their shoes, I would probably have reacted the same way. And I asked them to reconfirm they could not do it.

They looked at each other and stuttered something like “yes” and “you know, it is not because we don’t want but…”

With a very calm tone, I replied : “Sure, I understand…” and left a long silence float in the air before adding: “I believe my wife did not give you all the clues in all fairness… indeed… it is and will be a very rewarding extra job if you accept it.”

No doubt they were expecting increased figures.

“Your successful achievement will mean more business. We are launching soon a new estate agency south of London for ultra-high net worth clients which means there will be plenty of events to entertain them and promote our activities. Don’t forget influential people will be with us on Sunday.”

They were all ears now. Bills, invoices, notes… were now galloping through their brains. But before they could utter a word, I made a sign to Linda asking her to get close to me.

“However, there is much better than future business in the short term…”

I walked behind Linda, looked at the four guys without saying more and rubbed the palms of my hands over her melons.

Total silence.

I started to undo the buttons of Linda’s jacket, slowly revealing her half cup bra. While I was still playing with her breast, I made another sign to Josh and without hesitation, he slightly bent over to roll his mother’s tight up , exposing to the viewers her stockings and suspenders. Delicately, he also rolled her thong down just below her arse.

I feared for one second that the chef was going to pass out. The gardener and the electrician had their mouths open but unable to say a word. Farid, on the contrary seems to have like a vested interest in what he was discovering.

That’s when I decided to change my soft tone into a more brutal one. I grabbed Linda’s right arm and made her turn around, now facing me.

I looked at Josh and said : “Young man, get your cock out!”

I immediately stared back at Linda: “And you dirty bitch, you are going to show these people you may be demanding, but that you also can offer a more than substantial reward!”

My hands seized her waist very firmly and I made her bend forward so that her head and mouth could reach Josh’s cock. As soon as she locked her lips around his dong, I unzipped, released my already hard cock and plunged it into her fanny.

I was focusing on her and Josh but could hear sounds of disbelief among the guys:

“I fucking can’t believe it … they are… they are…” said one

“Is it a dream? Is she the same woman who ten minutes ago…” said another.

For full excitement of the troops, I made sure to pound her. No kind or soft in and out moves. Just hard drilling ones. I wanted her to moan every time I was pushing my dick in.

Initially, she only voiced “mmmmmms” as she was trying to suck my son’s cock. The little bastard was enjoying it and pushing his mother’s head towards him. So much that she was engulfing his whole tool. Soon, another sign from me made him understand that he had to show more.

He disengaged from Linda’s mouth and started to run his wet cock all over her face, slapping his fat sausage on her cheeks and nose. Meanwhile I delivered harder poundings which made her moan even more.

“See guys, she can be extremely friendly and rewarding when she knows a good job lies ahead. Aren’t I right darling?”

“Oh yes, you are Michael. I am like the Emir… aahh, mmmm, aahh, I love to please people who go the extra miiiiiiillllllleee, aahh…”

“Bloody right, darling, and your body can offer full satisfaction!”

Josh started to invade her mouth again and made her lick his ball a few moments afterwards. That was too much for me, I had to unload.

I withdrew my penis from her mound and started to erupt all over her arsehole and pussy lips. I slowly rubbed my spunk all over playing with the tip of my dick and simulating a new penetration.

To keep everyone’s attention, I made Linda kneel down.

Josh waited for my instructions and they were not long to come:

“Cover her face, now!”

His balls must have been bursting as he released a couple of wads covering her nose and forehead. With no subtlety he brushed the rest of the semen still present at the tip of his dick right across her mouth.

Her make-up was destroyed and she was probably, deep inside, furious about it. But she showed no hard feelings, looked up towards Josh and sucked a couple of times his penis to clean it up.

” I can’t … surely it’s not… fuck me, like in a porn film…” were a few of the comments that fused after such a performance.

In the heat of the battle, I struck back.

“Now guys, if you can make it good for Sunday, Linda will thank you, during the evening, in the same kind of fashion… and I mean all of you.”

Silence.

Now a very long silence.

Fuck, these bastards were going to say nothing could be done.

The guys looked at each other, sighed, but still nothing came out of their mouths.

I decided to break the ice.

“Now gentlemen, don’t we have an agreement?”

Finally the chef became the first one to speak. “That’s really a big ask, but given the circumstances… if I say yes, could I have a feel just now?”

I cut it straight. “Absolutely not today, Sunday as much as you want as soon as we have proof of your performance.”

He agreed. The electrician and the gardener were shaking their heads but managed to voice a faint “yes”.

After having been well used, Linda gathered her composure, found a tissue in her bag and removed traces of our ejaculations. Before looking for a bathroom and reapplying her make-up, she asserted firmly:

“Guys, you know the score. I can be game and offer the best, but if you don’t fulfil my wishes and if the party is shit because of you, you will sit on any kind of fun and any business from me in the future. Don’t mess around or you will lose!”

What a spectacular exit it was!

The three workers left and Farid said with a smile: “You three are talented performers but your wife, in particular, she is amazing”. I will give a call straightaway to Jade for the bukkake thing at the club next week. Given your wife’s skills, she will probably ask her to become a permanent member of the club!” he added laughing.

The afternoon had been eventful but our little investment had paid off. The party would be a night to remember provided no unexpected catastrophe occurred. Linda emerged from one of the bathrooms ten minutes later, pristine as usual. As if nothing had happened.

We were about to shoot off and drive back home when my phone rang. No time had been lost, it was Jade from Amateur Bukkake UK. No doubt she had just received a glorious reference from Farid. I introduced myself and we chatted about how Farid had come to mention her name.

Needless to say that I was not going to explain why our details had been given to her. I pretended that my wife was keen to explore group fun and was ready to give it a try as an assistant for the videos Jade produced.

A few minutes later the call became a video call on WhatsApp as Jade wanted to chat with Linda and check her body. My darling got off the car and did not disappoint.

Jade was a very good looking lady, in her early 50s but who could have been described as someone being at least ten years younger. She was demure, slim, smiling, the perfect MILF and in other circumstances you would never have thought this lady would have been involved with seedy porn.

While introducing herself to Jade, Linda showed her assets by opening her jacket.

“Fabulous, you look extremely sexy!” Jade fired back. “And you are happy to play with strangers? You have done this before?”

Before Linda answered that, I laughed and said: “Oh yes, no worries, she’s been involved many times with groups and can suck like a Dyson.”

It took roughly ten minutes for Jade to explain the scenario. Linda would be booked for 2hrs at £150 an hour for her participation. There would be another girl who would also act as a fluffer. Both would prepare the guys for 45 minutes by offering blowjobs and sex. Then Jade would join in. On this occasion, she would be fully dressed as a PA, entertain the guys for another 5 to 10 minutes before they start covering her face with their semen. Jade’s husband would video the whole thing and a photographer would take pictures for the website.

The club was located in the City of London. I had heard about it but thought the area would be deserted on a Friday evening. All the better for discretion.

“Oh, one more thing” said Jade, “I am very sorry but we don’t provide any outfit for ladies. You will have to get your own. Please pick something ultra-sexy, a bit outrageous… you know leather, PVC, high heels, cleavage… obviously guys need to be very excited and ready…”

I reassured Jade that she had nothing to fear and that my wife would defy gravity next week.

She made a point to confirm that she was not worried. “And by the way, I will complete our on-line leaflet for the event with Linda’s presence. Please send me a full body pic but, Linda, I will blur your face and I will call you Kinky Bourgeoise if you have no objection?”

We could not agree more and ended the conversation. Jade would call next week to confirm everything. As Linda was a newbie, she probably wanted to check that she would still be ok.

You bet she would, she had no choice!

One hour later, we were back home. Though the visit in Kensington had got me very excited, I decided to have a quiet night. Linda agreed to a visit in Kingston the following day. Despite having a rich wardrobe, I wanted her to get a special outfit for the bukkake evening. You may remember in previous episodes (2 and 3) that a specialist store called Fantasy Clothing had supplied emergency outfits and as we were pretty much limited in time, we thought we would pay another visit to the owner Mr Kumar.

After a good night sleep, I decided to check the Amateur Bukkake UK website while having breakfast. In the event tab, I found the leaflet promoting the filmed bukkake. A lovely central picture showed a very sexy Jade wearing a sexy blouse and pearl necklace. Very posh she was indeed! On each side where the fluffers, a blonde called Rosie, very slim with big tits and my Kinky Bourgeoise in all her splendour. Jade had been true to her word and had blurred my wife’s face. Relief! The day was starting well. The subtle announcement under the pictures left no doubt about the nature of the event: “Sexy Secretary Facials with Jade” and “Amateur Bukkake UK return this Saturday for another shoot event with Jade as your sexy personal secretary ready to take some Dick-tation.”

I asked Josh to keep the fort and stay home while we would be visiting the sex shop in Kingston. Linda did not want Kumar to think that she was bringing her own son there. The old bastard had proved very devious previously and she did not want to take a chance to be blackmailed for a reason or another.

While driving to the shop at around 11 a.m., Linda voiced her concern:

“I hope he is not going to try something new that old perv. Every time I go there, I end up being fucked or groped.”

“Are you sure you actually don’t fancy the idea?” I replied.

She rolled her eyes. I was being cheeky but the fact was that she had brought this upon herself from the start. Nonetheless, I was now deeply in love with my wife. She had now become what I had always secretly hoped, from a sexual point of view. This did not mean I ignored her role as a mother and wife. I felt she was the cornerstone of our household in so many ways. What a lucky man I was! But she did not have to know this.

It took us more than expected to get to Kingston but we finally made it and found a parking space not too far from Fantasy Clothing. I took advantage of our walk to the shop to plan ahead.

“Linda, I think it would be better if, tonight, Josh was your chaperone” I ventured to say.

“Why that?”

“I don’t know, maybe the clients or even Jade and her crew won’t feel comfortable if they know your husband is wandering around.”

“I suppose so” she replied “but Josh or you, it won’t make a difference then! I can go on my own and the two of you can follow me as clients. And in case there are one or two idiots in the crowd, I’ll feel safer knowing that you are around.”

Linda was full of common sense and I texted Josh and asked him to register with the club so that he could attend the event.

We finally reached the sex shop just before noon. Linda was greeted by Mr Kumar, the owner.

“My dear Linda, what a pleasure to see you again. More exquisite than ever!”

My better half was prompt to reply:

“Good morning Mr Kumar, may I introduce you to my husband Michael?”

Suddenly Kumar’s face displayed signs of concern. He thought he might be in trouble and face the vengeance of a jealous husband. But Linda calmed his nerves.

“Michael has heard a lot about your shop and my little adventures here. So that you know, Michael is very supportive of …say… my lifestyle.”

Kumar was instantly relieved.

“Dear Michael, you have a fabulous wife and are a lucky man. It is always a pleasure to do business with her”. I acknowledged with a friendly reply and Kumar bounced back with:

“What can I do for you today? A special occasion maybe?”

“Well, yes” I replied, “Linda will attend a party in the coming days and she definitely needs to be the star of the show. She’s looking for something outrageous that will emphasise all her assets.”

“I see…” said Kumar, trying to think at the same time. “Something to remove quickly and easily? Something very obvious or blatant?”

“Yes, that’s it … something that will hardly leave anything to imagination but that she will keep on during the evening.”

Kumar made his excuses and went to the back of his shop, returning a minute later.

“My dear Linda, look what I have found. You can embrace the exhibitionist in you with this black wet look strappy catsuit. It has a brazen cupless top, a very sexy strappy neckline and suggestive collar. And look at the silver zip crotch! That’s what it says on the label. Very handy. It is a brand new item that I have just received yesterday.”

While Linda was inspecting the catsuit, a young boy – the only other client present in the shop – was browsing adult magazines and videos in a nearby aisle.

“Can I help you?” Kumar asked him.

“Ye, ye, ye, yessss” he replied with a shaking voice. With a magazine he was trying to conceal under his arm, he approached the till where the owner stood.

“I would like to pay for this magazine please and this DVD.” I could not help notice the large title: Cheating Bourgeois Wives. It brought a smile to my face as I immediately made the connection with the name Linda had been given for the party. Then, with a whispering tone, the spotty young guy asked Kumar whether dating ads in this magazine worked. He wanted to know if people usually replied.

Oh my God, this kid was about to collapse so much he was shaking.

Kumar proved to be unhelpful saying that he did not know, had never used this service. To make the young chap even more nervous, Kumar asked him to present some form of ID as he needed to make sure he was over 18 to buy from his shop.

“OK that’s fine” said Kumar inspecting his proof of ID. “You’ve just turned 18 two weeks ago. Hell, you’re not losing time!”

The owner probably thought it was a joke to make but his young client was mortified. Linda waved me to say she was going to try the catsuit in the changing room.

I felt embarrassed for the young man and I felt compelled to say something to break the ice.

“Don’t worry boy, we have all been through this before. Believe you me, when I was your age, I would have peed my pants to find the courage to buy some kinky stuff.”

He welcomed my kind words.

“Yes I know, I have never done it.” he replied.

“Scared that your girlfriend might find out or that someone might see you going into this shop?”

“Oh no, I have been careful but I do not have any girlfriend, you know, and my friends think that I am bit of an idiot in the field of… well, you know, boy/girl stuff.”

“And you think you’re going to get some help with this?”

“The magazine? I am not sure if I can find a girl that way… I have tried social networks but it is easy to make a fool of yourself that way too. I have no experience.”

Kumar interrupted: “Ha, you are a virgin?”

It was not subtle for the poor kid’s confidence but it went to the point.

The silence that followed confirmed what Kumar had presumed.

“Haven’t we all been virgins up to a certain date?” I said in a friendly tone. Suddenly an idea crossed my mind.

“Come with me young man, I want your opinion on something. And you too Mr Kumar.”

We headed towards the changing rooms.

“Wait for me here” I requested.

Linda was trying the catsuit, and my word, Kumar’s choice had been the right one for her. Her tits were in full sight and uncovered, the chocker around the neck added a slutty tone and her long legs wrapped in the tight shiny material made her look extremely desirable. She checked the crotch zip to make sure it worked well and left it open.

“What do you think honey?” she asked.

I did not reply but got out of the booth and called Kumar.

“Sorry I think we need heels with this. Would you have a pair of stiletto boots, 5 inches… she needs to be extra statuesque.

While he looked for the boots, I went back into the booth.

“Fuck me darling, I have a massive erection seeing you wearing this. I won’t be able to wait until we’re home.”

“Behave!” was her only response.

“I know, I can’t … you have just made me so horny!”. I also explained to her what had happened with the kid, a virgin who had never touched or seen a real woman.

“I know it’s a big ask, but I really feel for him, being mocked by his friends, not having a girl, not knowing what to do… we could christen the catsuit if you’d let him have a go…”

“No… Michael, I am not Mother Teresa…” she voiced back. “There are pros in London… I am sure they would teach him much better than me… anyway when I said no…it’s no!”

Two minutes later, and with a little insistence on my part, she felt bad despite moaning again about the fact that she could not go anywhere without being fucked.

“Alright, alright… what do you want me to do?”

“I think he’ll freak out if he is going to be with you on his own.”

Linda caught me by surprise. After she put on the knee boots that Kumar had brought, I thought she was going to ask me to send the young guy in. It was not to be. She checked her now full outfit in the mirror, looked at me with a grin and literally stormed out of the booth. Luckily, there was no one else in the shop apart from Kumar and the kid.

She browsed the clothing section, then the accessories one. The kid was speechless as if he had just been hit by a bus.

“Mr Kumar” she finally said, “your choice was excellent. The catsuit fits like a glove and the boots make me feel like a total whore.”

“I am so glad it is a pleaser” he replied, “and if you need some additional accessories or underwear…”

“No thank you, I have another more formal event next week end but I already have what I need. Well, I am going to get the catsuit and boots, but before, I’d like to check one thing.”

“Sure, what will it be?”

“Just a little test or experiment if you see what I mean… I would be grateful if you Mr Kumar and this young gentleman could come to my sides. Basically, I want to check my outfit is cum stains resistant. It is important to make sure any semen can be removed easily.”

The kid thought he had reached another galaxy and did not know what to make of the sudden offer. I immediately put his mind at rest:

“Come on buddy, you cannot say no to a woman like this, this would be so rude!”

He came close to Linda and asked what he had to do.

With her best whorish face, she looked at him straight into the eyes and said:

” You and Mr Kumar … you just have to get your cocks out… then you wank over me and release a big load. As simple as that.”

My little bitch was defying me, I could see it. She added:

“Don’t aim at my face or boobs, your jizz has to land on the catsuit… maybe here… top of my thighs… it’ll be at cock level.”

I made another encouraging sign to the kid while Kumar had already extracted his juicy tool from his trousers.

Before they started, Linda gave them another challenge. “It is also very important for me to find out if this outfit can make guys come very quickly. So, please no delay, show me how fast you can come seeing me dressed like this.”

She grabbed the two cocks and very gently caressed them for a minute, running her fingers along their shafts, venturing up to their balls. Soon after, they became hard as rocks.

The young chap became in trance and seemed to have lost control. Cock in hand, he became oblivious of Linda’s recommendation and tried to shove his tool in my wife’s mouth.

“Wow, wow… no, no, no young man, it’s not the deal… just a wank I said!”

This got him back down to Earth and he started to wank furiously while Linda was teasing her assailants, staring at them and licking her lips.

Mission accomplished. As expected they did not last more than two minutes and both released substantial loads on Linda’s catsuit. Most of the fluids landed on her thighs and around her crotch.

“Well done guys, I am impressed! That was quick!”

As a thank you, she reached the tips of their now flaccid cocks and gave them a quick suck.

The young guy thanked her at least 20 times before leaving the store but Linda focused on Kumar:

“Well Mr Kumar, time to check if this catsuit can be easily cleaned. If you lick and swallow all the cum, I will let you eat my pussy for a minute or two. Oh, and don’t worry, my husband won’t object.”

What a dirty bitch… but I loved it.

I was pretty confident the owner would turn the offer down but to my surprise, he didn’t reply and knelt down as fast as he could. Even Linda did not expect such a swift move. He laid his hands around her hips, and started to lick his own nectar as well as the kid’s one.

My balls were aching and I decided to make a move. Linda stopped me:

“Darling, we’re being professional here … just wanted to make sure I am buying the right garment for tonight… Behave!”

Kumar swallowed everything from the shiny catsuit and was about to open Linda’s zip at crotch level when I firmly said : “Please go and wash your mouth, I don’t want you to insert any seed in my wife’s cunt.”

Like a rocket he came back, showing that he had used some mouthwash. He knelt again and this time buried his tongue deep inside Linda’s groove. The way he was exploring her pussy became frantic. She loved every bit of it. So much that, at some point she strongly grabbed my hand, indicating she was experiencing an orgasm. Kumar’s licking was now too much and she asked him to calm down while she zipped up the crotch opening.

While I paid for the catsuit, Kumar insisted to offer the boots as a token of his gratitude. Not losing any time, we headed back home. Once in, I heard some noise in the kitchen, or maybe the living room but Josh was nowhere to be seen. I called him but got no reply.

Around a cup of coffee, Linda and I chatted for a while about the bukkake event that was ahead of her. She still had plenty of time to get ready but she wanted to make sure all was confirmed and decided to call Jade.

The pornstar confirmed the event was on and that she had already received a lot of enquiries about the newbie, i.e. my wife.

“Hi Linda, yes, it’s going to be a busy night for everyone!” Jade said with a little laugh. “I have not been the target of a bukkake for a long time and usually do not shoot in London. Hopefully that should be a good one!”

“How many are we talking about?” my wife asked.

“Hard to say, there are those who enquire, those who do not ask anything but turn up and those who ask a lot and don’t show up. I would , or at least I would hope, something around 20. Ask your partner to join, we like numbers here… it’s always good on camera.”

The discussion went on for a while and all technical points were sorted. As soon as Linda hung up, she said:

“Well you’ve got to join, you’re definitely in. In any case, if there is going to be a large attendance, I would feel better if you were around. And, don’t forget you will be cuckolded as never before…”

The thought crossed my mind. The bitch was going to be well used, which would be a delight to my eyes. I accepted.

“Good hubby, I’ll get you ready and will help you deliver a big load onto Jade’s face! You’re going to be a pornstar!”

Days passed and I followed a strict diet of pineapple juice and soy lecithin, drank many pints of water… hoping this would help produce a lot of spunk on bukkake day.

Finally Friday did not come soon enough. Linda got ready during the afternoon but did not dress up for discretion reasons. She would do that at the club. She packed her outfit including the catsuit and the boots and I added a new fetish collar showing the letters S.L.U.T as well as a butt plug. I did not want her to be anally ravaged by a bunch of males in rut. Josh had joined us at the last minute and we were about to leave for London when the bell rang. Linda signalled me to leave it as she thought it was a tradesman. But I thought it was unlikely on a late Friday afternoon and decided to open the door. Little did I know… Fuck, the man behind the door was my Dad, Albert.

At 74, he was still very active, healthy and usually spent his days travelling to meet friends, old colleagues or going to his club.

“Dad!” I said, “Hey, are how you? What the devil brings you here unannounced?”

“Hello Michael, your Mum went to visit Mary in Southampton tonight and she won’t be back until tomorrow. I was catching up with an old friend in South London and I thought… you know… you’ve got time to say hello to the kids!” he replied.

Luckily Linda had already packed everything. I cannot imagine what his reaction would have been if he had seen her whore outfit. Though my wife’s heavy make-up could have given a hint that something naughty was about to happen, she was quick to handle the situation.

“Albert, we are so very sorry… if you had told us… unfortunately, we were about to go as we are expected for an informal dinner tonight and…”

Dad was also quick to react.

“Don’t be sorry, I was just passing by… I don’t want to make you late…”

I felt bad about it. The old man was on his own tonight and he was probably thinking he could spend the evening with us. We chatted another five minutes.

“Well, Dad, you’re sure you are going to be OK?”

“Of course I will, I might just go and watch a good film at home or visit a few friends in Central London.”

We stayed put for another ten minutes before leaving, for fear that he still could be around. As we were very early, we went for a lovely meal on our way.

Other than that, the trip to London was uneventful. We found a car park not far from the club in the City, which was pretty deserted as you would expect on a Friday evening after 8.30 p.m.

The event started at 9.30 pm, but the club doors opened at 9 p.m.

Linda was nervous, especially due to the fact that Jade had mentioned numbers might be high. Selfishly, I could not give a damn if her little cunt was about to be sore for a few days.

We made our way to the club. It was located very close to a Tube station but no external sign showed the name of the club except for a hand written large cardboard placed next to two large brown doors and a buzzer. It said “Jade Productions”. We immediately knew we were at the right place.

I gave an extra tenner to Josh so that he could buy a beer at a pub round the corner. Evidently, he could not come in with us. It would have been weird if we had said: “Hi this is our son, he’ll be with us tonight!”.

“Alright Josh, you have the fee for the club, haven’t you? See you in half an hour there or so… remember, we don’t know each other.”

We were welcomed by one of the ladies in charge of the club and after a short introduction, she led Linda to the changing room and the bathroom. When back, the same lady asked me if I was going to play during the event, which caught me by surprise.

“Well, ehhh, yes, I might…”

“In that case darling” she answered, “please use the male shower over there and put your stuff in the locker room. Here’s a key.”

I grabbed a towel in the locker, went for my shower and having a bit of time decided to experience the sauna room. After a relaxing moment there, Linda emerged from the ladies changing room and was wearing her “fuck me” catsuit and boots. I could not resist the comment:

“Very fuckable indeed. Your little cunt is going to be sore later!”

My crude remark only got the reply it deserved.

“You’re right honey, always the risk when you are going to meet real men with big cocks, quite a change from home.”

Another slim blonde girl appeared. She was no more than a size 6, heavily botoxed with a kind of pornstar face. She was wearing metal heel stilettos, black stockings with a short leather skirt and a see through top displaying a pair of bolts that looked quite unnatural on such a thin body frame. We exchanged a few hellos and words about how busy the night would be, only to be interrupted by the star of the night : Jade.

A vision of the perfect sexy secretary had materialised: tight white blouse, pearl collar, black pencil skirt, stockings and black stilettos. The tight skirt revealed suspender bumps. She was delicious. After a short introduction to the place she reminded Linda and the other girl, Tania that they should tease all the participants to the max, make them rock hard but also that it was paramount they should not ejaculate.

“Alright ladies”, Jade summed up, “the whole objective of this evening is about making the guys come over my face. I want loads of it and it has to look good for the film we’re making. Work them hard, bring them to the edge, but not over the edge.”

Meanwhile the main entrance door kept buzzing. If each time we heard the bell meant it was going to be a new visitor, then the night would be busy. While participants were registering and going to the locker room to change, we waited patiently with a few drinks in what was like a kitchenette at the back of the club. A make-up artist was giving the final touches to Jade’s perfect face. I was fascinated how these people could transform a face, not that Jade needed much as she was very good looking. The latter saw me staring and challenged me with a grin:

“If your lady does not mind, you too can come over my face… the more the better!”

Before I could utter what was going to be a “Yes, I’d love it”, Linda replied:

“I bet he won’t mind and he’ll get very excited when he sees all these men using his little wife!”

Twenty minutes or so later, everybody was in. Jade’s husband confirmed there was a bit of crowd tonight with 35 paying visitors. They had all gathered in the main playing room and been given “the rules” by the owner. Penetration was to be protected, when a lady said no…well, it meant no… and so forth. For those who wanted discretion and no risk to be identified on the video, cheaply made balaclavas were distributed.

A few moments later Tania and Linda were presented to the crowd. Total silence! The guys could not believe their luck to have such bombshells. Most went to sit on sofas while the owner finished to give the last few rules. Then Jade’s husband said a few words about the filming, saying that Tania and Linda would work them up for 20 minutes before Jade appears.

Seeing all these guys wearing balaclavas was so eerie that I thought we had joined some form of secret society. Bodies were of all shapes, ages or origins. One of the participants approached as I was standing by the door.

“Dad, it’s me Josh” my son whispered.

“Hello buddy, you made it and…”

“Dad, you want to know, blimey, you really want to know…” he stopped with me with a shaking voice.

“What’s up?”

“I am sure… I am sure… I was queuing behind someone who looked like grandad!”

“Oh come on, Josh…”

“No Dad, it was him, there’s no way I am wrong, he’s here, he’s fucking here!”

“Calm down buddy, if you have only seen that person from behind, you could have been confused, there are so many…”

“Well if you don’t take this seriously Dad… What should we do? Should we leave?”

I stayed cool but, as I was processing this information, I tried to think what we should do in case Josh might be right. My first reaction was to grab a balaclava and put it on. My neurones started to compute.

“Too late, if this is grandad, he’s seen Linda by now.”

“But Dad, it means he will confront us and…”

“Possibly yes, possibly no… I am not sure he wants your grandmother to know that he is attending a swingers club while she’s away on the coast.”

I was probably too confident but I figured that in the worst case scenario, he might try to take advantage of Linda but not do anything else beyond this. It was not in his interest.

Meanwhile the two sex bombs started to play, and to my surprise Linda gave a lovely French kiss to Tania. All the guys stood up, revealing in most cases, very hard tools. From there, it started frantically, reminding me of something like a rugby scrum. It looked like millions of hands were trying to get a piece of boob, pussy, leg, you name it.

It took approximately 30 seconds to my dear wife before she started to suck a row of cocks that had gathered around her face. She was polishing them very slow, flicking her tongue along shafts and kissing swollen balls. One Indian guy was desperate to fuck her. He had rolled the condom on but could not access anywhere near her. Civilisation had ended. You would have expected that guys would play for a couple of minutes and, gentlemanly leave the place to their closest neighbours. But it was not happening here.

Then I spotted him. The guy whom Josh thought to be his grandfather. The face was covered, but the hands, the watch and the ring… Yes, these were familiar. That was him! My Dad at a swinging club? If this was a shock to me, the reciprocity must have been even more shocking to him. Linda was fairly busy and I could see how he was manoeuvring around her, cock in hand. I don’t she could see him though.

The other girl was quite busy too and very vocal. To any guy who was starting playing with her, she was saying : “Oh, you’re so huge… Oh my God, it feels so good, give it to me!”. That sounded so fake. You could tell she was a pro and only in for the money. Never mind she was playing well the part for which she had been recruited: bimbo blonde, slutty acting, pornstar looks.

Linda was on her knees, slightly bending forward to catch cocks on offer. She was wanking one in each hand and using another one that had managed to find her mouth for a good polish. Her bum was now exposed and the Indian guy who had circled her for a while, seized the opportunity to place himself behind her and lodge his 8 inch gun into her pussy. His hands held firmly my dear wife’s hips and he soon started to pump in and out his girthy tool.

Linda, under a severe hammering, had difficulty to breathe as her mouth was full of man meat. The guys were in trance and did not believe their luck to have such a hot fluffer. After another ten minutes of her having non-stop multiple partners, I saw Dad getting even closer to her.

Linda saw a cock approaching her mouth but did not look up and pulled the knob towards her mouth. Her tongue started at the base of his shaft and glided all the way up to his bell, which she sucked relentlessly until she decided to deep throat him. If only she had known she was giving a pornstar blowjob to her father-in-law!

To my surprise, he did not try to fuck her after this. I guess that he would not have lasted more than 30 seconds and the idea was to last for Jade’s bukkake.

Josh and I were also wearing balaclavas. Before joining the crowd and knowing Dad was there, we thought of leaving our watches, or anything that could identify us, into our lockers. Dad would certainly check if we, or should I say I, was attending this event with Linda. I made the decision not to confront him, first because I was not in a position to but also because I was confident that he would not say anything about tonight. As mentioned before, he would not want his wife to know that he attended swingers clubs.

Deal! Linda would not recognise him and he would not know that we were only a few yards away. He would only think that my wife was a slut and that would be his little secret. Moreover, I knew he was not insensitive to her charms.

Some late participants were still joining and we must have been around 40 by now in the club. I noticed the blonde, despite the recommendations, had done nothing to stop some guys coming while they were drilling her. The bitch was so self-centred that she was forgetting what she had been paid for. As a consequence, you knew these guys would be out of the equation when it would come to bukkake time.

Most had had a bit of sex and oral with Linda but I noticed they were very fond of her breast. Those who were not busy with her mouth or pussy kept extending their arms and hands, gently caressing her globes and nipples

In the background, Jade’s husband was arranging the stage for the film to be shot. Actually his equipment was ultra-light with a portable video camera and his assistant was adjusting a large Canon camera for still pictures. They laid down a large black sheet on the floor and I figure out that it was to protect the carpeted floor from all the spunk that was going to fly.

As soon as they finished and were happy with the lights and other technicalities, Jade’s husband voiced:

“Right guys, we are going to be ready in 5 minutes… if you have not had a chance to play with our lovely fluffers, now is the time… we want you ready and lusting!”

I really did not want to take the risk of getting too close to Dad, even with my balaclava. As a result I aimed at the little blonde and presented her my rod that she sucked without any fuss. Josh went to Linda and, taking advantage of the latest announcement, he climbed over his Mum in a 69 position. A lot of guys laughed about his appetite as Josh started to eat her pussy and have his cock devoured by his favourite lady’s mouth.

Then lights in the corner flashed and illuminated the little stage. At the same time, Jade made her appearance. Wow, she was magnificent wearing the full sexy secretary outfit: black pencil skirt suit, very tight to her waist and a matching jacket under which a tight white shirt was widely opened revealing some indecent cleavage. Her legs were encased in black seamed stockings and her look was completed by 5 inch black patent stilettos. Blimey, one like this in my office, and I would never had had any work done!

She made her entrance like a queen, with a certain arrogance while Linda and the other girl carried on servicing males in rut. Her husband nearly interrupted everyone, saying:

“Right guys, the beautiful Jade is with us now and I hope you all had time to warm up. So, we going to start shooting in a couple of minutes… when you are ready, please come to Jade and give her a big load… and remember your target should be her face, it is a bukkake shoot.”

Josh was certainly more than ready as he had used his mother’s mouth profusely. Linda had managed to keep her catsuit on, as the convenient zipper placed at crotch level had made fucking so easy. As things were now less rushed and busy, I got closer to Linda and whispered a couple of words to her. After having now sucked cocks for nearly 40 minutes, she turned around with a little smile when she realised that her hubby was about to penetrate her from behind. It felt very weird to fuck my wife with a condom but obviously we did not have any other alternative. She whispered back:

” That’s it, ruin my fucking cunt, you dirty cuckold!”

That was pure tease and nobody quite noticed her filthy mouth as Jade started to be surrounded by two cocks. While sitting on a sofa, she masturbated and gave them a good suck for one minute. I suppose the film needed some kind of introductory sex before goo could be released.

My wife brought me back to reality and quietly said:

“I can see you’re interested in banging me. Already thinking of dumping a load on that slut’s face?”

I was not sure what to answer and Linda saw my embarrassment.

“I’m teasing you honey” she continued, “I want you to cover her.”

A guy next to me brought me back to reality. Cock in hand he made a sign that he wanted to ride Linda. I made way without any fuss.

Jade was now surrounded by fifteen males watching the action behind the cameraman. As she was eating the two cocks next to her, one of the guys put an inquisitive hand beneath her skirt and revealed stockings and suspenders. Soon Jade removed her business jacket but kept her shirt on as well as the rest of her outfit. She was not quite ready for a deluge of sperm.

She lied down on the couch and lifted her skirt to the waist. Another rugby scrum formed immediately and one of the males rolled on a condom as quickly as he could and placed himself between her legs. In a flash, the middle aged man with a dad belly was on her and she wrapped her legs around his hips.

All other guys had placed themselves along Jade’s body and even behind her, leaving the cameraman and photographer screaming for room. Seeing her penetrated, most were wanking furiously. Now lying on her back, Jade did not have long to wait. A lanky man, who did not look too bright if you see what I mean, pushed his way through and managed to get very close to her face while wanking his cock. She saw it coming and open her mouth while trying to suck the rod.

Sperm started to flow, partly invading her mouth, partly covering her lips and chin. She smiled and thanked him. Two other cocks got close in a quick replacement and she polished them the best she could. While observing this, I thought that surely her position must have been uncomfortable. But she was an adult star. Her new assailant was battering her face with his cock, while her two hands were rubbing balls and shafts… all this while her fucker was accelerating his pace. Her blouse was now open revealing a lovely push up bra that additional hands were groping and feeling.

A younger guy, maybe in his early 20s rolled a condom and signalled the first penetrator that it was time to give way. He entered Jade without preliminaries and fucked her like a rabbit, making most other guys believe he was possessed. How long could he last like this? He was even lifting Jade’s back up to make sure he was invading her deep inside. She eventually had difficulties to carry on sucking the guy on her right hand side.

Suddenly and not surprisingly, the dirty fucker felt he was coming. He withdrew very quickly, stood up, removed the condom and splashed his baby batter over Jade’s chest and face. This caused another guy to release his cream over her face too. Jade was amazing trying to catch any rope of semen with her tongue.

She probably realised that it was not an easy job for her cameramen and decided to move on her knees to the floor, the top of her body in an upright position. It became like “release the hounds!”. Guys approached one by one and totally covered her face. She was swallowing some, and she did not mind when it was flying into her hair or eyes. Everyone had abstained from coming for a long time as shots were quite heavy. Then I saw Dad moving forward. She sucked him for thirty seconds. He was solid as a rock down there and blasted a load targeting her nose and cheeks. She wanked him furiously to extract the last drops.

I counted all in all 20 more guys releasing their wads. Carnage, it was carnage… spunk everywhere on Jade of course, on the floor, on the couch. Jade was still smiling and thanking everyone. What a dirty bitch she was.

Josh was not able to make it beyond his mum. That idiot gave a mouthful to Linda. But who could blame him? My wife was wanking material after all. I was even surprised that the rest of the guys had managed to keep their loads. Among the last contestants, I got closer to Jade and let a huge black guy in front of me finish what he had to do. He had so much stuff to offer that Jade nearly choked. She sucked him back gently and you could hardly guess where her lips were so much they were covered in semen. Trying to utter a thank you, large dollops of spunk were falling on her chest and legs.

Blimey I was not shy but I was wondering if she could take more cum. She saw I was slightly hesitant and still with a bright smile, she said:

“Come on, don’t be shy!” before adding “Give it to me, I want it all over me. ”

Well, I did not miss and I glazed even more her pretty face. My spunk was really thick and slightly yellowish today. Maybe I was showing my age. Like for others, Jade grabbed my dong and give a couple of clean sucks.

I was the last candidate and Jade’s husband stopped the filming and said to her:

“You’ve broken a record, darling, you’ve just had 32 facials, I have counted them. Amazing! I wonder how we are going to edit all this and make it fill in a 12 minute long film?”

Jade acknowledged and laughed adding: “I don’t know if was 32 but it felt like 100 … at some point I could hardly breathe…”

She was asked to say a few words to her fans as a goodbye for the night: “Well, guys, it looks like London loves bukkakes… I am totally covered, I could not ask for more. I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did, and if you want to be part of it, please come to my parties.”

That was it. I turned around but there was no sight of Linda or the other girl. I thought they would be knackered and had probably gone straight to the shower. Josh and my Dad could not be seen either and I had no intention to face the latter without my balaclava in the locker room. Therefore I decided to find out where he was.

Keeping my head covered, I went to the locker room. Not there. Then to the shower room. Not there either. Toilets? Nope! No one at reception either. Where the hell was he? Back into the main playroom where Jade was talking to her husband and a few guys. No sign of Linda or Dad there.

That’s when I heard a couple of claps coming from a basement fetish room. I ventured down the stairs and in the second room on the right, I started to see a congestion of naked backs. Obviously some of the guys had retreated there. I saw another balaclava in the crowd and spotted my son. On tip toe, I also recognised Dad … he was there. I waited a couple of minutes before a few guys exited the room which allowed me to move further in. And then I saw her. Linda on a bed with three Indian guys. One was just about to come into her mouth, one was lying under my wife and fucking her pussy and the last one was on top pushing himself in her arse. The dirty slut was playing extra time and the three animals in rut had totally ruined her catsuit, broken the zip to make sure they had wide access to her nether parts.

My little wife was totally air tight and brutally fucked. I thought of calming them down a little bit but if I had done so, it would have revealed that I was her husband or partner. And Dad was still around. From now on, my wife’s reputation in the family would be ruined. Or so, I thought.

Linda could hardly take more and she kept on voicing:

“You fucking bastards, you’re destroying me, please come, come now…”

One of the guys realised they had to finish as soon as possible and challenged the two others:

“OK pals, thirty seconds and we fill her up all at the same time!”

And they did. The two guys filling her cunt and arse became rigid, sending their hot sauce as far as they could, which made me fear that the condoms could split. The guy standing fed her mouth and she instantly swallowed everything. I am sure that other people watching would have liked to join but Linda called it a day.

I tapped Josh’s shoulder and moving away from the group, I told him:

“Right, buddy, we don’t want to be seen by your grandfather in the shower without our balaclavas. Get your stuff, dress up in the toilets and let’s leave. I’ll text Mum and will make up a story as to why we left.”

It took twenty minutes to dress, leave, walk to the car and parked approximately 100 yards from the club entrance. While I was texting Linda with a bogus excuse as to why we had not waited for her, one of the first guys leaving the club was my Dad. I was pretty sure he did not want to bump into Linda either.

Sigh of relief. There would not be any confrontation tonight and given the circumstances, it was nothing short of a miracle.

Fifteen minutes later, she appeared in her civvies and spotted the car.

“Well guys” she started, “was the night so bad that you had to leave early?”

This meant she definitely did not know her father-in-law had been attending. We made our excuses. She rolled her eyes in a way that was saying “these two… really… what can you say!”

“Darling, you were amazing and so busy… not mentioning the extra time after the bukkake…”

With a mega slutty voice, she replied: “Well, I wanted some of the cum for myself, you know… it was so frustrating to suck and fuck those guys knowing they could not come with me.”

On the way back home, we discussed the evening. Despite all the fun and the mega orgy, the fact that Linda had acted more or less like an escort or a brothel girl killed the excitement somehow. Lust did not blend well with a work performance. But in this case, it had been a rite of passage towards the following event at the emir’s mansion.

Needless to say everybody was knackered. We did not get up until late the following morning and spent our Saturday to chill out. And then came the big day! My wife spent ages in the bathroom getting ready for the afternoon, when we would have to inspect the preparations at the mansion.

By 2 p.m. Linda finally joined us.

Blimey… she was really ready harbouring a tight white dress stopping mid-thigh and sticking to her body like glue. She had completed the look with tan seamed stockings (needless to say that the mandatory suspenders were there and visible under the dress) and matching stilettos that must have been 5 inches high.

I congratulated her for her fab look:

“Wow you look amazing… but isn’t it too much just for a review and inspection? How are you going to beat that when you change for the evening?” I ventured to say.

“Darling, have you forgotten? If our workforce has done its job to prepare the venue as expected, did not we say that they would have a little reward? Surely easy access and some kind of sexiness is needed…” she replied smiling before adding : ” and the for the evening, see the little suitcase in the corner… it’s all there, and I am going to look fuckalicious.”

That’s when the front door bell rang.

Josh ran down and we heard a few moments later a loud : “Hi Grandad, how are you?”

I froze. Linda sighed, thinking : “Really, do we need him right now?”

What did he want? Surely after last evening, he was going to make a scene and confront my wife.

I went to meet him.

“Hi Dad, what’s up?”

For one second, I tried to convince myself that nothing would happen. After all, he had taken advantage of the situation at the club. And I was right, or at least, at the beginning.

“Oh, as your Mum is still away in the South, I thought I’d come again today as we did not have time to chat a little bit yesterday.”

“Sure Dad, we would love to, but it’s really bad luck. We are organising a party at the London mansion of a very important client, and we have to go soon to review everything…”

“Oh this is not my day then” Dad replied as if the world had come to a stop. “Let me say hello Linda before I leave you then…”

That was super fishy and he had something in the back of his mind. No doubt my wife was the target of his masterplan. This was pretty cheeky but in a split second, I thought that it would be fun to leave them both together for a few moments.

“Dad, Josh and I must pick up something down the road and get some petrol. We’re going now… why don’t you have a cup of coffee with Linda until we come back?”

I had not realised that she was just behind us and, after greeting Dad, she felt that she had no other option but to entertain him.

“Hey guys…” she said looking at Josh and I, “I was not aware you were going to run errands… don’t be long, we can’t be late at the mansion.”

I started the car while Josh who looked at me totally bemused.

“Dad, don’t you think grandad…”

“Shut up, Josh, we will see” I snapped before adding with a lighter tone “this whole situation reminds me when you were fucking your Mum and both of you were so scared to think that I might guess sooner or later!”

We got the petrol but had nowhere else to go afterwards. We decided to wait for 30 minutes at a local park, trying to guess what would happen next and prepare for plan A,B then C.

When we returned, both Dad and Linda looked very bizarre, to say the least. There was a weird sense of embarrassment.

“All OK, guys. Did you have time to catch up?”

Dad broke the silence. “Yes, it was lovely to catch up and I am sorry I seem to be every time in the middle of things.”

Linda continued with a slightly stuttering voice: “Eh, yes, well, eh…”. I could see she was upset.

“Actually Michael, I felt really bad that we can’t welcome your Dad in a proper way” she carried on while looking at my father, “… and I wonder whether we could take him with us at the party. There will be so many people there and we can always tell the Emir’s security that we are taking care of your Dad…”

“Oh no Linda, I feel bad, I really do not want to impose my presence…”

Josh broke the deal. “Oh yes, that would be great Grandad, there will be plenty happening… a very sexy soiree” the cheeky bastard claimed. He knew what he was doing.

There was no escape. Dad was too glad and accepted in the end. Something rang into my mind: “Mission accomplished by Dad”.

My father made his excuses and went to the loo before shooting off with us, and Linda pretexted that she needed something. Was I a conspiracist or just a guy who could add up things?

I had just realised that my wife’s painted lips (she had chosen a bright ruby) were not… painted any longer. I checked around the kitchen and the coffee cups were clean. The lips thing… surely not… but I had to check. I opened the kitchen little bin and I saw it straight away: a piece of paper kitchen towel, with lipstick marks on it and remnants of white thick fluids. It was spunk!

I was now convinced that he had taken advantage, as I suspected, of our deliberate errand, to blackmail Linda and disclosed he had been one of the guys at the club the night before. Everything went wild in my head, thinking that Linda could also have threatened Dad to disclose everything to Mum. But somehow, he obviously had had the upper hand. My own son and Dad were now fucking my wife. Talk of generosity!

Fifteen minutes later, we drove to Dad’s house so that he could pick a suitable outfit for the party. The old bastard was bombarding us with questions about what would happen during the party, who would be there, etc… We remained evasive.

Earlier in the morning, I had given calls to Farid, the emir’s security man, who had congratulated my wife and I about our performance at the club. Jade had told him that Linda had been impressive and that we had kept our end of the bargain. In return, Farid had secured a couple of rooms for the fun that I had decided to plan.

Linda was pretty silent during the trip. I knew why. Dad was not dropping his eyes from her, even for a second. That was so obvious and embarrassing. But somehow, I really did not mind, knowing that wifey was so scared that I might find out what had happened.

“I love your white dress, it’s beautiful on you… and those heels, oh … you are going to be the jewel of the party” Dad said teasing Linda.

“Oh don’t be silly, you know, we have to look our best as the organisers” she replied.

Glancing to the left in my wife’s direction, I actually noticed that the dress was not as crisp as earlier. My father had put his hands on her, that was obvious. My dirty bitch had probably complied to his request, avoiding some fuss.

Short after our arrival, we spoke to Farid and the butler and they told us about the latest developments. Everything seemed to be pretty OK and guests would arrive for 7 pm. Dad had been gracefully accepted as our guest.

Linda and I discussed the “entertainment” planned for the night, among which a charity raffle and a treasure hunt. I could sense that she was looking forward to it.

Without any more time to lose, my wife told me she now wanted to check if everything had been conducted satisfactorily by the gardener, the chef and the electrician.

She made her way to the garden and I followed her from a distance. It did not take us long to find Monty the gardener. He was working on the finishing touches in the flower beds along with a young apprentice.

“Ah…Linda…” he said, “no panic, we’re all good. As you can see we have brought extra plants and potted trees to make this garden look extra good. Look at the benches, the summer house… don’t they look brilliant the way we have decorated them… very ecofriendly too!”.

My wife could not agree more and congratulated him unreservedly.

“Wow, you certainly kept your word. Guests will be impressed, I would not have imagined anything better!”

“Thanks Linda, I really did you a favour, as sourcing everything last minute was a challenge and did not come for free. Not mentioning my young apprentice and I were already working this morning at 6 a.m.”, the gardener replied.

I added my congratulations and pretexted something had come up to retreat inside the main building. Knowing Linda, I was sure she would try to reward him.

From a window I saw them chatting another 10 minutes before they disappeared in the summer house. Then, to my surprise, my wife came out and joined me.

“Darling, the electrician is in the summer house too, finishing a couple of small jobs. He’s asked me whether I liked what he had done inside the house. He’s claiming it’s now a mini Las Vegas. Let’s go and check.”

And it definitely was to a high standard. Nothing was missing, even a few super troupers had been set up for the emir’s speech and other announcements. In some places dark lights made the atmosphere quite intimate and in others, like the dinner room, brighter lights were inviting . Exactly what Linda had hoped.

“Guests are going to love it” she said.

“Yes, I cannot foresee any problem here” I replied…”Should we also check the discrete room in the basement?” I added with a big smile on my face.

The residence was pretty huge and it took us a few corridors and staircases to walk before reaching a very anonymous room at the end of what I thought was the left aisle of the residence.

Some mats were on the floor, a large leather sofa was on one side along the wall and a snooker table not very far from it. Nothing spectacular, it was clear this was a last minute choice and that the room had not been designed for any kind of kinky fun.

We finished our little inspection by visiting the kitchen. Not everything was ready as you would expect but you could see some ingredients and dishes were already on display and looked yummy. It was going to be a food feast. The chef was not there but we spoke to a couple of people in his squad, and they confirmed everything would meet our high expectations. I asked one of them to give me the chef’s mobile number and I discretely sent him a quick text message.

On the way to the main hall, I noticed a huge grin on Linda’s face. Everything was going well and no doubt the evening would be a success.

“Well, time, to check if they’re done in the garden… if you don’t mind, I’ll go on my own while you deal with the entertainment tonight and the raffle preparation.”

I knew too much what this meant. I had not forgotten. My little wife had to show her appreciation to the guys she had put much pressure on. I am sure the electrician, the gardener and the chef had also that mind. I had seen it in their eyes before, they wanted to use Linda like a dirty fuckdoll. And as they wanted one, a little idea got into my mind while we were visiting and checking the premises. It was not a coincidence if Farid and Josh showed up just at the moment Linda was on her way towards the garden. They obviously had received my little request.

“Linda” I hailed. “Please would you mind coming back just a second?”

She turned around and walked back with an inquisitive glance. “Hmm, what’s up?” she enquired.

“Oh it’ll be quick darling, 10 minutes maximum, that’ll leave just enough time for the guys in the garden to finish what they have to” I replied “Oh, Farid, could we use one these rooms next to the hall for discretion purposes?”

“Sure, Sir” he replied “Follow me to the waiting room, it’s quiet.”

Linda sat down on one of the chairs but the rest of us stood.

“Darling, I know you have plenty to do and I am glad that everything is starting brilliantly, as expected. Obviously, we know that a commitment was made last time we were here to give a special thank you to the electrician, the gardener and the chef. And that’s fine, we’ll keep our word. I will let you deal with them, I am sure you can cope.” I said.

“Oh, yes, absolutely, that’s why I was on my way and I thought that, without you, they would feel more comfortable…”

“No worries Linda… actually, on the contrary, given their outstanding performance, they certainly deserve a sexy little bonus.”

She failed to understand what I meant and I immediately clarified.

“You see, when we played in front of them the other day, I noticed the lust in their eyes. They witnessed something that probably never happened at home or elsewhere in their life. And I believe that, anything visual and pornographic, will get them “high”. Don’t forget, we might need them in the future for your new business venture.”

“Oh, I see, would you like me to change into something more revealing?” she candidly asked.

“No” I replied firmly. “If we send you there already full of spunk, that’ll make a difference. They will be hyper excited.”

Without giving her a chance to protest, I took her hand and walked her to a large round table that was in the middle of the room. I lifted her tight dress up to her waist, lowered her panties and made her lie down on the table.”

Then, she protested. “Guys, sorry I have to be presentable, I cannot go there…”

“We are going to be extremely considerate and quick Linda!”

I turned towards Josh and Farid. “Guys, start wanking and please do not touch her outfit, hair… she must be remain immaculate” I said laughing… “well nearly…” I added with a huge smile.

I was hard as a rock and despite the fact that Linda was playing the victim and showed no encouragement. She watched me getting harder and harder until I finally got ready. I gently opened her legs, presented my manhood towards the entrance of her vagina and gently pushed it in. That was divine, and the dirty bitch was very wet despite showing no external sign of this. I went up and down, pacing myself to last a solid minute but my brain was thought otherwise. I needed to unload. I stared at Linda and with a low voice said. “Here comes the first part of your guys’ bonus!”

I released a thick amount of jizz all over her mound. My own excitement had probably been the cause of such a heavy spunking. My pleasure was intense and I rubbed my cream over her vaginal lips before scooping a big dollop and pushing it down inside her pussy.

Josh was instructed to do the same and with the benefit of youth, his load was even larger than mine. Linda was covered down below and she took a look at what the end result looked like. She did not need more to experience a strong orgasm.

I now turned to Farid and said: “Don’t get me wrong but as we don’t know if you’re certified or have a proof of it, I can’t let you play bareback with her.” I turned around towards Linda and put her knickers back in position before suggesting: “However, please could you spunk inside and over her panties? I want a very gooey, sticky effect.”

I did not need to ask him twice. He wanked furiously and delivered his load as requested. He then pressed his hand over her underwear making sure it would be totally soaked with his cream as well as our own fluids.

“Uuhhh…God!!” is all that Linda managed to say. I made sure she would not wipe anything and quickly lowered down her dress.

“You look amazing darling… our little friends will love to discover your hidden treasures!”

I am not sure she found it funny but she made her way to the main hall where a large mirror was standing in one of the corners. She was shaking her head of disbelief but gathered her senses while giving me a final look of “death”.

As she was now walking down the garden, who could have imagined this very elegant was spunked to the hilt?

Farid went back to his duties and I asked Josh to have an eye on Dad.

I did not want to interfere with Linda’s next meeting but curiosity got the best of me. Some palm trees and high bushes were located on one side of the garden house and I wondered whether I could wander there and observe my wife at play. I crept to the area, making sure nobody would see me from any angle. I had to tread on a few plants but eventually reached the spot. It was much better than I had thought. Even if I was posted at an angle, I was only 3 yards away from the large back window. I technically could see pretty much everything. The cherry on the cake was the fact that the window was slightly open at top, making conversations easy to decipher.

The first thing that I heard was the gardener speaking to his apprentice:

” Right, take these tools back to the van. Then stay in the hall, don’t come back here. If you see someone coming up that way, tell them we are finishing our job in the garden house. If they insist, tell them we cannot be disturbed. Understood?”

The kid mumbled something and one minute later was gone.

The chef, the electrician and the gardener were now by themselves with Linda. For one or two minutes, she congratulated them but said the night had just started. She reminded them to make sure that everything would be perfect until the end of the party. Each guy sounded very happy with their achievements and Linda assured them she would keep her word and reward them personally.

The electrician seized his opportunity.

“Well, maybe we should make sure you are fit for entertainment tonight as well!”

“You have no idea how this is important to perform well tonight… so yes, I have already been assessed.” she said laughing. “Well, I have not got much time, so …if you are in the mood… get your cocks out and I will suck you off.”

They did not need to be told twice, and they all unzipped while Linda threw a cushion on the floor and knelt down. As they were surrounding her, I could only see the guys’ backs but now and then I could guess my wife’s blonde hair bobbing up and down. Linda seemed to move quite quickly from one cock to the other. Believe you me, when she wanted to make you come as soon as possible, she had a bag of tricks.

She complimented her lovers about their sizes, girths, shapes, told them she was horny and needed real men… well a whole bunch of crap in my opinion. But it worked and they really got excited, quickly forgetting she was their boss. A few lewd comments fused: “That’s it …suck me hard, you dirty bitch”, “I’d love to have a dirty slut like that at home” and even one involving me “That dirty bastard of your husband, no doubt he won the lottery when he married you.”

They slightly changed positions and I now had a clear view of the action. Linda was alternating wanks and sucks. Her tongue was also exploring the base of their cocks and their very full balls. As time was flying, one of the guys started to undress her. Linda stood up and discarded the tight white dress on a chair nearby. Silence followed, the guys did not believe their luck.

“Oh bloody hell, you’re even sexier than last time” said the chef. He unceremoniously groped her breast, knowing that his hands were not big enough to wrap her 36FF entirely. The electrician was now behind her and massaging her bottom with the odd gentle slap. The gardener ventured straight to her pussy and rubbed his hand on her mound, still covered by her panties.

“Shit” he exclaimed “it’s so fucking wet!” before looking closely at his hand. It was now covered in spunk. Speechless, he pulled Linda’s knickers down and realised more of the white stuff was stuck to her body. “Fuck me, she is dripping with cum!”. The two other guys did not utter a word either.

Linda filled the silence : “well guys, I told you that I had been assessed too. As you can see, a few guys thought that I was a jolly good entertainer. They could not last long and they showed their appreciation. I am sorry that I did not have time to wipe it off.”

This sent the three workers absolutely crazy. The gardener, with his hard rod in hand, pushed Linda towards the wall and started to kiss and lick her breast. He was literally glued to her.

“Sorry Madam, but you are one filthy lady… I really want you, all of you.” Linda’s knickers were rolled down at knee level and the gardener grabbed his dong and placed it right by Linda’s pussy. “I bet you don’t mind another load you dirty cumslut” he said as if he was in trance. She tried to calm him down but resistance was futile.

“No, no…not like this… at least put a condom on” she begged.

“Sorry, ain’t got one”. And that was it, one thrust and he was in. Linda did not really fight it back and I wondered if I should let this happen. As a husband, I should have done something but I remembered how many times Linda had actually cheated on me with multiple partners. Not only did she deserve this, but also I was convinced she did not disapprove despite her light protest. Her assailant kept her stuck to the wall and pushed himself in as deep as he could, increasing Linda’s moan after each thrust. The whole thing probably lasted two minutes, not more. He became rigid and released all he had in her.

Coming back to Earth and reality, he did not fail to compliment Linda: “Sorry Miss, I got carried away, but this was the best shag in all my life and you are a true beauty.”

The electrician did not even ask. He sat on a chair fully erect, grabbed Linda by her forearm and made her impale herself on his tool. She hardly felt anything as the cock was much smaller and her vagina had been lubricated with a fresh new load. She danced on his pole with her huge tits bouncing in front of his face. He, too, wanted to feel his cock deep inside her and squeezed her arse cheeks.

“Fucking awesome… first time in my life I can play with a pornstar!” he said faintly as he had started to be breathless. Linda’s sole comment was to the point and brutal : “Fill me up, bastard!”

She had hardly finished to utter her request that he released a heavy load making her scream. She was about to disengage from his cock and stand up when the chef, who had been wanking frantically while watching the scene, pressed her shoulder with his hand to maintain her in position. He carried on wanking for a few more seconds and suddenly brought his dick close to Linda’s face. I am not sure if he aimed well or not, but ropes of semen started to fly everywhere: chin, nose, lips, eyes…Linda became caked with spunk.

Once done, he did not stop there and forced his cock into her mouth.

“Please lick it clean Miss, fucking love it, swallow everything!”.

One load would have never been a problem to Linda and she gulped it down with ease.

“Wow, guys” she said, “my little pre-spunking before coming here got you wild!”

She grabbed a tissue, wiped her face and pussy, and handed it over to the gardener. “Here for you, a little souvenir of your DNA and mine” she said laughing.

She looked for a small mirror she had in her bag, checked that her face was presentable and then adjusted her dress.

“You may also keep my knickers… I think they’re really too wet for me to keep them on…”. The guys uttered a quasi-silent thank you, not knowing what to say after such a performance.

Linda waved them good bye and made a final comment : “I told you I could be grateful when a job was well done… and I may need more very shortly for my new agency.”

The party had not even started and a lot had had already happened. I wondered what would happen next…

FF