We talked for another couple of hours, setting ground rules and boundaries. We decided that I could go see his friends anywhere and anytime I liked, as long as I didn’t lie. Vacations with them were okay, the group chat was okay and sleeping over was fine too. As long as I continued to have regular sex with my husband and be truthful, then this arrangement could work. We shook on it and agreed with a kiss.
I asked him, “So, you wanna do something tonight? Maybe we can have them all come over.”
“What, are you crazy? They can’t leave their homes,” he snapped back.
“Oh come on, it’s fine. I went to Nick’s place the other night and it was okay. All of you guys are working from home anyway so it’s not like you’ve been out and about and exposed to it. Let me just ask them and see if they’re up for it. I think you and I made some progress today and I just think we should all celebrate, you know.” I said.
I went to the other room and called all the guys. I explained the whole situation, my discussions with my husband and him being on board. They were all really happy for me (and themselves). I asked them if they wanted to come over to our place tonight and that it would be a nice reunion and a cause for celebration. They all said yes and I told my husband who reluctantly agreed. I was excited and overjoyed by the way this all played out. Not only was I able to convince my husband, but I would be seeing the boys tonight. I’ve been lucky to get fucked by all of them now, but never had all five (six, counting my husband) at the same time.
There was so much to do. I had to cook and clean. I asked my husband to quickly vacuum and clean as much as he could on the main floor while I jumped into the kitchen to make something quick and easy. Once most of the work was done, I ran upstairs to start to get ready.
I hopped into the shower first. My pussy was freshly shaved from the night I was with Nick, so that saved me some time. I cleaned myself, lathering every inch of my body with soap, going through my routine of applying cleanser and facewash to freshen up. I dried my hair and took out a curling iron. I was in the mood for curling my hair for tonight; not too much; but just enough to give it some extra volume and pizazz. Then it came down to choosing my outfit. This part always took me long. My closet was flooded with outfits but I always felt like I had nothing to wear. I decided to wear a tight backless crop top with my favourite white mini skirt, the slightly see-through one that I wore the first time the boys fucked me. I’ve worn this skirt many times when I went to go see them and there were tons of sexy, wet, nostalgic memories associated with it. The boys loved it when I wore this skirt for them, which made it my favourite too. Being in my house also meant that I didn’t need to wear shoes, but the boys always liked me in heels. I picked out a pair of simple black heels to finish the outfit. In keeping with my minimalistic theme, I decided to ditch the thong and let my pussy enjoy the fresh air.
Once I was satisfied with the way I looked, I went downstairs to put the finishing touches on dinner. It was around 9 when the door bell rang. I answered the door and it was Nick. God, we had so much fun the other night. I gave him a hug and let him in. The rest of the guys, Ken, Jamal, Alex and Rodney arrived soon after that. I greeted them all with a tight squeeze and had them sit on the couch with my husband while I went to the kitchen to check on dinner. I had to grab something high up from the kitchen cabinet that I could not reach. I grabbed my stepping stool that I kept in the kitchen for just such an occasion. As I climbed up on the stepping stool, I felt a pair of warm, familiar hands touch the back of my thighs. I looked down to see that it was Rodney. He grabbed me by the legs and lifted me off of the stool and sat me down on the kitchen counter. He brought his face close to mine, kissing me and running his fingers through my hair. I briefly opened my eyes to notice that my husband had entered the kitchen and had seen us kissing. I stopped kissing Rodney for a second. He looked at me then turned around to see my husband standing there, watching us. “Sup man,” Rodney said to my husband. “You need anything?”
“I just came to check if Nina needed my help,” my husband said.
“She’s good, man. Aren’t you, Nina?”
“Yes, babe, I’m fine, thanks. You go catch up with your friends, I’ll bring dinner out soon.” My husband left as I looked back at Rodney. God, he’s so fucking assertive. It turned me on so much. We continued to such each other’s lips a while longer before I realized I had to take the food out of the oven. The boys all sat down at the dining table as I served dinner. There were only six seats at our table and I had nowhere to sit. I went to grab a stool from the kitchen but Rodney looked at me and patted his lap. I walked over to him and sat on his leg instead, with my husband sitting right across from us. The night was going great and there was no sense of awkwardness in the air. It felt like the good old days. When dinner was over, we went to the living room. The boys were having their hard liquor while I drank my glass of wine. I sat in Rodney’s lap the entire time, my legs swung over his lap, partially apart, giving the boys a tiny peek at my pussy from under my skirt. He kept his hands on my legs, occasionally sliding them under my skirt, while stroking my naked back and stomach. I could feel my husband watching us. I couldn’t tell if he was enjoying this or jealous. Maybe both?
I reached for the bottle of wine when I was done my first glass, but Rodney had other plans. He picked up a bottle of vodka and asked me to get on my knees. We had done this a few times together, just never with my husband around. My skirt rode up to expose the bottom half of my butt cheeks as I went on my knees in front of Rodney. I didn’t bother pulling it down so that I could give the boys a nice view. Rodney poured the vodka into my mouth and I drank every drop he gave to me, reminding me of the night in the club in Mexico where he poured his cum into my open mouth. Rodney loved serving me alcohol straight from the bottle and always insisted that I be on my knees when I do it. This had become a bit of a tradition for us, a tradition that I was happy to adhere to. I felt the vodka make its way down my throat, its warmth spreading through my body like wildfire. My buzz started to kick in as I found myself starting to get horny. I turned around and faced my ass towards Rodney and sat on his bulge. I started to grind on him as the others looked on. I looked directly at my husband, my eyes wide from the pleasure, biting my lip. He looked back with a slight smile on his face. He seemed to be liking this.
Rodney made me stand and bent me over his lap. My ass was pointing upwards and facing the boys. He lifted my skirt and slapped my ass cheek hard. *SMACK* I let out a painful cry. Rodney looked directly at my husband as he said, “You got a good woman here, man. A real good one.” *SMACK* He slapped my ass again. I let out another painful cry. “You know, I’m glad you decided to share her with us. If you made too much of a fuss, we’d just have to take her from you.” *SMACKSMACKSMACK* Three consecutive claps on my ass cheeks that sounded like gunshots and felt like hot lava. My creamy white ass cheeks turned pink with Rodney’s hand prints. “Remember, she belongs to the boys now. Her words, not mine. Tell him, Nina.”
“I belong to the boys, babe,” I said, as my moist pussy started to drip. We got up, and I led everyone upstairs. My husband followed behind. My skirt was still up from when Rodney lifted it, my ass cheeks sore and pink from the spanking. I didn’t bother to fix it. We went into the spare bedroom where we wouldn’t feel as bad about the mess that was about to be made. I undressed, taking everything off except for my heels. The boys liked fucking me in my heels. I got on my knees as all six of them gathered around me in a circle. It was organized, almost ritualistic in nature. They all unzipped and took their pants off. I was surrounded by six cocks. Rodney’s was easily the biggest and thickest of the bunch, followed by Nick and Jamal, while Ken and Alex were roughly the same. My husband wasn’t too shabby either with his length; he just wasn’t as thick as the others and lacked their stamina. I spat on my hands, grabbed Alex and Jamal and put Rodney in my mouth, bobbing my head back and forth while stroking the others. I had become a pro at this now as I looked up at the guys one by one, my eyes wide with wonderment and amazement. The other three, Nick, Ken and my husband were stroking their cocks, watching me go to work. I could tell my husband was loving seeing me like this. He scrunched his face up while stroking his cock. I had seen that face before whenever we would have sex and it meant he liked what he saw.
I switched cocks, taking two new ones in my hands and mouth, keeping my consistent stroking and sucking motion, something that I got good at with all the hard work and practice. I kept rotating between cocks until I reached my husband. I started sucking him hard, giving him extra love to make him feel included. I sucked him like a maniac, tightened my lips around his cock, and playfully grazing my teeth over his dick while looking up at him. Perhaps I did too good of a job. Seconds later, my husband ejaculated. I was shocked and wasn’t prepared. None of it got on me, save for a few drops, and most of it came out on his own hand, while some fell to the floor. My husband bowed out early and went to go sit in the arm chair in the corner of the room as we continued. Jamal grabbed me by the face and shoved his cock down my throat. I gagged as he started to fuck my face, my husband watching in amazement the punishment I was not only taking, but also enduring.
The boys picked me up and threw me on to the bed. I got fucked first by Nick from behind. He must have still been angry at his ex, as he was absolutely destroying my cunt, fucking it and reaching his hand down to violently squeeze and rub my clit. I started to scream Nick’s name until Ken shut me up by putting his cock down my throat. I gagged, the tears flowing down my face as the pleasure overwhelmed me. I was cumming. My orgasms felt like bolts of electricity surging through my body, as I closed my eyes to let the moment consume me. Nick and Ken switched places, and were eventually replaced by Jamal, Alex and Rodney. Alex went under me and started to fuck me, his hands holding me by the hip bone. Jamal opted to fuck my ass, sliding in his lubricated cock hard and fast as my screams were muffled by Rodney’s cock in my mouth. I continued to get fucked in all three holes without mercy, getting used and abused by the boys.
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