Bachelor Party Gone Wild

Note: If you're one of the trolls that posts insulting things in LW, you're not going to like this. I suspect my patrons are better than that though. This isn't a "cheating wife" story so much as a "husband orchestrates a gangbang for the wife" story. If that's not your thing, I get it. For the rest of you, hope you enjoy. Either way, I'm sure you'll all agree that Hailey from yesterday's post is a fine fit for this story ;)

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I was sitting at home, enjoying a lazy Saturday afternoon watching my beloved Atlanta Hawks tank yet another game. I swear to God they were just playing for draft picks this year. My phone buzzing distracted me from the bloodbath onscreen. It was my little sister calling. We hadn’t spoken in a couple months and the game was beyond over so I turned off the TV and picked up the phone. My little sister, Darla, is about five years younger than me. She left school and moved to California, met a guy and fell in love. 

“Aidan asked me to marry him, Sam!” she shouted over the phone the instant I picked it up.

I yelled back, “Congratulations. That’s fantastic,” I said. I put the phone to my shoulder and yelled out to my wife, “Darla and Aidan are getting married, hun!”

My wife, Hailey, strolled in from the bathroom having just climbed out of the tub. At 28, she still had a fantastic figure. Flat stomach and hourglass shape that she loved to show off. She was drying her hair off and I felt myself stir a little bit at the sight of her beautiful, wet, naked body. She looked at me with a twinkle in her eye, knowing what I was thinking but instead responding with a simple, “That’s fantastic.”

“We’re really happy, Darla. When’s the wedding?” I asked.

“Three months. I don’t see any point in having a big wedding with tons of planning. No reason to spend the money. I want to follow in my big brother and sister-in-law’s footsteps.”

I smiled in a little bit of pride at her decision. Our parents had offered us $10,000 that they’d saved for a marriage. We could use it to do the wedding or we could use it to build a nest egg. We’d opted for the latter and were able to scrape together enough for a downpayment on a house within six months of getting married. Our good decision had obviously left an impression on my kid sister.

“That’s terrific. Are we invited?” I asked, putting her on speaker phone so my wife could listen.

“Of course you are, dork. In fact, Aidan wants you at the bachelor party.”

“Really?” I asked. I’d never met him before though Darla hadn’t missed an opportunity to talk about him when we spoke. 

“Yeah. He wants to get to know you. Plus, he doesn’t want a stripper but he’s got some friends who are kind of asses so he wants to make sure it stays PG13.”

“Yeah… I can do that,” I said with some reluctance. I had visions of getting in some kind of fist fight with his friends over a stripper. Didn’t exactly sound like a fun party.

Darla heard my reluctance, “Don’t worry big brother. They’re not that bad. Aidan just wants to get shit faced and he knows himself well enough to know he won’t be able to push back when he’s drunk.”

“No problem. We’ll be there. You going to take Hailey to your bachelorette party?”

“Of course!” she said with a laugh.

“Strippers?” Hailey asked jokingly.

“Maybe…” Darla said. I could almost hear her smirk on the other end.

“Kind of hypocritical isn’t it?” I said as Hailey stuck her tongue out at me teasingly.

Darla laughed again, “I told him he could have a stripper. He’s the one who doesn’t want one. Says they’re sleazy.”

“You sure he’s not gay?” I asked, taking my turn teasing my sister.

“Oh yeah…” she said, trailing off. She and I were pretty close and talked about a lot of stuff so I wasn’t surprised to hear her continue, “He’s DEFINITELy not gay.”

“Okayokay… he’s just a great guy who doesn’t like strippers. Got it. I’ll lookout for him but please try not to corrupt my wife too much,” I said. We wished our goodbyes and hung up.

“That sounds like a lot of fun. Although I don’t think you have to worry about me getting corrupted.” My wife put her arms over my shoulder as she leaned into me, giving me a soft kiss. Her naked breasts pressed against my chest and I knew what she wanted.

“Yeah? You’re immune to corruption are you?”

She smirked at me, “Oh no. I’m just horribly, horribly corrupt already.”

“Mmmm… perfect. Just the way I like you,” I said. For the next hour we proved that she was, indeed, correct.

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Three months later and we were getting ready to head to Santa Barbara. Hailey and I were at a point where we were ready to have kids but hadn’t started trying. She was set to have the IUD out next month and then we’d begin spitting out little rugrats which made this trip a perfect Babymoon. A whole week in sunny California sounded like a great time and we packed accordingly. Except for her dress for the wedding, nothing that Hailey packed was less than an 8 or 9 on the sluttiness scale. She teased me as she packed each item, several of which she’d bought for especially for the trip. Two new micro bikinis, several sexy bits of lingerie and heels that were wildly impractical supplemented all of the hot little outfits.

“How much sex am I going to have while I’m there?” I asked.

“As much as you can handle, big guy,” she said, stroking my cock. She enjoyed teasing me when she knew I couldn’t do anything about it. And given we were already running late, now was just that time. We were flying out on a Friday so that we could be well rested and adjusted for the jet lag before the bachelor and bachelorette parties on Saturday. After that, we had very little in the way of responsibilities for the whole week which was perfect as our current plan was to see if we could make enough noise in the hotel that we got kicked out. Or at least have fun trying.

We talked about flying directly into Santa Barbara but the tickets were more expensive and both of us liked the idea of driving the PCH up the coast so we decided to spend a little of the savings on a convertible to rent and within thirty minutes of arriving, we were cruising up the coast. April in Minneapolis is still fucking freezing. April in Southern California was, apparently, perpetually 70 degrees and sunny.

“I could get used to this,” I said as we drove along the scenic route. I couldn’t see Hailey’s eyes behind her sunglasses but she was leaning back, letting the sun kiss her skin and the wind whip through her long, blonde hair. I looked at her pink skin and noticed the small sheen of sweat glistening on her bare shoulders. She had worn a long coat when we left but had immediately gotten rid of it once we were in flight. Now she sat there with a skimpy halter top that showed off her smooth stomach and a pair of short shorts that left little to the imagination. She already looked like she belonged in SoCal.

“Mmm… yeah… the sun feels nice on my skin. If we lived here, I wouldn’t wear very much. I hope you’d be okay with a wife with a tan instead of all this smooth, white skin you like so much.”

I did have a thing for really pale skin. But, seeing my wife with a light bronze tan sounded pretty nice too. “I don’t like the fake tan look. But if you got it the natural way by wearing tiny little bikinis and I’ll be pretty happy, I think.”

“You sure, honey? I mean… tiny little bikinis mean lots of people will be watching me.”

“Would that be a problem?”

She thought about it, “Hrmm… me sitting at the pool while random hotshots stared and hit on me?”

“Oh? They’d be hitting on you too?” I asked with a laugh.

“Well sure. I mean, only a certain kind of asshole would stare at a girl wearing a wedding ring. And that same kind of guy would definitely hit on me, don’t you think?”

I could imagine the scene. Truthfully, I was mildly turned on by it. “I suppose you’re right. And what would you do?”

“I’d turn them down, of course. I’m a respectable, married woman,” she said with a fake southern drawl.

“Good girl,” I said as I patted her thigh, “Then let all the assholes who want hit on you. As long as you come home to me, I don’t care.” We smiled at each other and continued down the road, the conversation quickly forgotten.

The PCH, it turns out, is a lot more built up then you’d think from movies but it was still pretty terrific. Much better than what I’m used to seeing back home. I set the cruise control and decided to take it easy. The traffic wasn’t bad, the view was terrific and the company was perfect. I looked over at my wife’s creamy thighs and stroked the inside. She murmured her approval and slipped down in the seat slightly, spreading her legs wider. In turn, I moved my hand up, feeling the heat emanating from her core and she let out a soft gasp as her sexy little mouth gaped open slightly. Her tongue flicked across her white teeth and I knew she was feeling good. I continued to stroke her gently through her shorts, reveling in the little sounds coming from her as we continued to race down the road. With the low sports car and the top down, we both knew she was fully exposed. That killed the dream of getting road head. But it did increase the thrill as we went past truckers and vans that were able to get a brief glimpse of my wife’s pleasurable expression and wide spread legs. 

Eventually, she grew tired of my teasing. She grabbed my hand and moved it to her tit. I gently scraped her hard nipple through the shirt as she unbuttoned her pants and plunged her eager fingers in between her legs. Five minutes later, her screams of pleasure were riding away on the ocean breeze as she convulsed and spasmed her way to a powerful orgasm.

“Good start to the week?” I asked.

“Oh yeah, baby. Definitely a good start. Though it just makes me eager for more.”

“Yeah? Well hopefully I’m up to the task,” I said with a smile. 

She grinned back, knowing that the effort of pleasing her was a burden I was all to willing to bear. “If you’re not, I’ll just go down to the pool and get some attention from someone.”

“You are so naughty,” I said, squeezing her thigh gently.

“You going to give me a spanking?”

“Before or after you flirt with a bunch of strangers at the pool?”

She murmured, “If you did it before, they’d see your handprint on my ass.”

“Well since you don’t think your wedding ring will keep them away, maybe that’s the only way I can mark my territory effectively.” We laughed at that though I couldn’t quite get the image of her perfect ass with a hand shaped red welt square in the middle of her cheek.

It’s a couple hours from LAX to Santa Barbara and we arrived feeling simultaneously tired and energized. To our bodies, we’d been awake for nearly 10 hours at that point. But the clock showed only 1pm. Fortunately, the cloudless sky helped to keep our spirits up. I was already dreading returning to the wintery climes of Minnesota. We got checked in at the hotel and immediately crashed hard. I don’t think either of us expected it, frankly. One minute we were laying on the bed, cuddling and feeling like sexy time. The next, we were waking up and it was starting to get dark outside and our alarm was going off. 

We laughed about it but decided it was probably best. We managed to force ourselves awake and headed out to dinner. Darla and Aidan were meeting us along with their best friends who were their best man and maid of honor. When we got downstairs the four of them were talking in the lobby while they waited. Aidan and his best man, Danny, were both dressed in tan suits. Where Aidan was well put together and formal, Danny was wearing his suit like he was Tom Selleck in the 80s. Shirt unbuttoned two buttons and chest hair out, he looked ALMOST ridiculous but managed to pull it off. What took my breath away was his wife, the maid of honor. 

“Hey guys, this is Danny and his wife, Zoe.”

Zoe and my sister had met in school when Darla was a senior and Zoe was a freshman. They’d reconnected after Darla moved out here and Zoe had gotten a job as a model. I’d seen pictures from college but those never do anyone justice. Now, seeing her in person, I understood. The redheaded girl’s figure was almost hilariously proportioned. Her large, firm breasts were fully on display with the low cut dress she was wearing and her tiny waist looked like you could almost wrap a hand around it. She had bright pink lipstick on her lips which managed to force your eyes to at least acknowledge her luscious mouth before you went back to staring at her chest. If she hadn’t been wearing vivid purple contacts that made her eyes pop, I’m not sure I’d have managed to maintain any eye contact. 

“It’s so great to meet you,” she said as she gave Hailey a big, friendly hug and then me. Danny stood there looking smug as he extended his hand.

“Nice to meet you both,” I said, forcing myself to look at Zoe’s husband. 

He looked my wife up and down before saying, “Definitely nice to meet you also.”

“Be nice,” Darla warned Danny with a look. Zoe just giggled, apparently used to her husband’s antics. I wasn’t worried about Hailey. If Danny tried something, she’d kick him in the balls. It just surprised me how brazen he was. Of course, I’d oggled his wife pretty overtly too so maybe I shouldn’t throw stones. Still, I was shocked and surprised. Danny’s eye fucking of my wife was obviously intentional.

The six of us went out to dinner. I was surprised by how much of an ass Danny was and also how wonderful Zoe was. Danny treated her like an idiot, interrupting her and correcting her all throughout dinner. She never seemed bothered by it, simply smiling and nodding. Even when Aidan or I told Danny he was wrong and she was right, he’d simply shrug it off and resume whatever ridiculous story he’d been telling. Is this what everyone in California was like?

Darla rolled her eyes at almost all the stories. “How’d you guys meet?” I asked Aidan. I was dying to know. Aidan seemed so normal, down to earth and, well, likeable. It was hard to imagine why they were friends.

Danny didn’t let Aidan answer, he simply jumped in, “Aidan and I were suite-mates in college. Didn’t hang out much freshman year. Then the idiot got plastered one night and nearly walked out into the road. I tackled him before the 18 wheeler turned him into a puddle.”

I looked at Darla who looked really uncomfortable. Aidan squirmed in his seat as well. “That’s… that’s pretty amazing, Danny,” I said.

“After that, I was Aidan’s wingman. Kept him out of trouble. Even introduced him to Darla after she dumped me.”

“We went on one date, Aidan,” my sister pointedly. 

“Not even really a date,” he said as he leered at my little sister.

“Danny!” Aidan barked, speaking loudly for the first time. Danny put his hands up in mock surrender before putting his right hand down high on Zoe’s thigh. She momentarily glanced down but didn’t otherwise respond.

“Sorry… sorry. I forgot you guys don’t like to mention it. It’s not like we slept together. Just a little drunken…”

“Danny. Shut the fuck up, man. That’s my fiance.”

Danny backed off, apparently finally sensing that he’d crossed the line. “Fine… fine… but I set you guys up. I knew she was a great girl when she shot me down. To  my best friend the only man worthy of Darla,” he said as he lifted his wine glass. As far as toasts go, it was pretty crappy but we all drank to it nonetheless. I gave Hailey a little glance and she just shrugged. West coast people seemed to have different boundaries out here. 

Almost as if he read my mind and wanted to prove a point, he kissed Zoe sweetly and said, “Besides, look what I got out of the deal. A younger hotter model, anyways.” 

Darla simply rolled her eyes and put her hand on Aidan who looked like he was going to tear Danny’s arms off and beat him with them. 

After dinner, Darla and I were able to talk alone for a bit. “You see what I mean. Aidan’s friends are complete dicks but Danny is the worst.”

“Why are they friends?” I said as we both looked over at the two of them. The friction at dinner was now forgotten and the two guys were laughing and joking as if they were in their own little world.

“Aidan’s loyal. It’s one of the things I love about him. Danny only told the one story but Aidan got into a lot of trouble in his first three years at school. Danny kept him out of all of it. He’s an asshole but he’s actually a pretty good friend.”

“Kind of guy you call to bury the body?”

“Something like that,” she said. I loved the way she was looking at Aidan. It was the same way Hailey looked at me. Unconditional love. “I’m really grateful that Danny hasn’t rubbed off on him. If anything, he’s a better man for months after we hang out with Danny. Frankly, it’s the only thing that makes these get togethers bearable.”

“Sorry, sis,” I said as I wiped a tear from her eye.

“It’s fine. I hope Aidan gets a chance to see from you what a real friend can be.”

“I’ll do my best.”

“I know,” she said.

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That night, Hailey and I made love. It was a nice, slow, loving session that left us both sated and out of breath. Hailey loves all kinds of sex and always keeps me guessing. Sometimes it’s a hot, hard quickie. Sometimes it’s rough and passionate. Other times it’s slow and tender. The latter is what she wanted tonight and it felt like a great way to connect with the woman I love. Afterwards, we walked out on the balcony that overlooked the ocean. I sat down on the chaise lounge and she sat down in front of me, snuggling against me. I wrapped my arms around her and inhaled her scent. I never got tired of her simple presence.

“Whatcha thinking?”

“Just that our lives are going to change soon,” she said.

“I know. Parenthood is scary.”

“I’m not too worried about that,” she said quietly, “I had seven younger siblings, remember. I practically raised the twins after Mom died.”

There was 15 years from oldest to youngest in her family. The last two had been a surprise set of twins that she and her Dad had to raise after her mom died from complications just a month after they were born. Hailey had stepped in and basically become their mother for five years, even delaying leaving home for college until the kids started school and her Dad was able to pull himself together. It was one of the first things I learned about her and was a testament to getting to know people before judging them. When I first met her, I’d assumed she was a typical blonde party girl. With every new person I met, I reminded myself of my experience with her and forced myself to reserve judgement.

“What are you worried about?”

“This,” she said simply. “Will we have time for this when we’ve got 9 kids running around?”

“Nine?” I said incredulously. “Don’t we want twelve?”

She laughed and smiled back, “Well… I only plan on getting pregnant 9 times so you’ll have to give me twins a few times.”

“Or quadruplets once, right?”

“Sure, stud. Knock me up with quadruplets and let’s see how we do,” she said. We both laughed at the ridiculousness of the conversation before she returned to her original statement, “I just want to be able to keep having fun with you is all. And keep being close to you.”

“We’ll find time, babe. I promise.”

“Plus I don’t want to stop having fun. I want kids. But I don’t want to just be a mom. I want to keep being sexy, naughty me,” she said.

I was quiet, thinking about our future, “I promise, Hailey. I’ll never stop you from doing naughty things.”

“Dork. Of course you won’t. You’ll be the one pushing for all the naughty things,” she smiled and kissed me. “But it’s nice to hear you have no plans of stopping.”

We were silent for a moment before something that had been tickling at the back of my mind forced me to continue, “You know I like when you have fun,” I said.

“Of course, baby. Because you have fun too,” she said as her fingers teased my leg.

“As long as I know about it… I… I uhmm… don’t need to have fun at the same time.”

She turned around and looked at me curiously. “What are you saying, Sam?”

“Just that, if you were, for example, laying out at the pool and one of those hotshot assholes came and hit on you, it wouldn’t bother me if you… you know… had a little fun.”

“Really?” she said. There was disbelief in her voice but her breathing and flushed skin said it wasn’t just that. She fully turned around and straddled my lap, allowing my surprisingly quick erection to press against her recently fucked cunt. “So if some big, overly muscled stud came and propositioned your tiny little wife, you wouldn’t mind if I… what?”

“Had a little fun,” I said as she ground against me.

“Really?

“Uhhuh,” I acknowledged.

“If I… touched his… cock,” she said, whispering the word into my ear.

“Sure,” I choked out.

“Or if I… sucked his… cock?” she said again, savoring the word on her lips as her tongue flicked against my ear. My own cock felt like it was ready to burst.

“What if in my lust… What if I wanted more. Would that be okay?”

“Would you come home to me afterwards?” I asked. That was really the only question worth contemplating.

“Of course.”

“Even if some guy with a massive cock gave you the greatest orgasm of your life?” I asked.

“Is that what you want, baby? Some big dicked stud to fuck me until I can’t think straight and then you come home and what… reclaim me?”

I hadn’t thought about it like that but now that I did, I realized that’s exactly what I wanted. I wanted to have her back in my bed and fuck her to remind her why she was mine.

Hailey must have sensed it, she pulled my cock out and slid down on me. She was still wet from our earlier session and I felt her cunt squelching around my shaft. “Feel that baby. That asshole Danny just fucked me for hours. He came in me over and over. His cock was fucking huge and I’ve never cum so hard. You better fucking pound me to remind me who owns this cunt.” She rolled her head back and closed her eyes, lost in her perverted little fantasy.

“God you’re a dirty slut,” I said as my hips bucked up against her. She groaned then started moaning louder and louder. “You like that slut? You like that?”

“Yes… fuck his cum out of my cunt, stud. Fuck me like only you can, lover. Make me forget about that asshole. Make me yours again.”

She rode me for another five minutes while I pounded her, biting her nipples and squeezing her ass. Eventually, I shot off inside her, filling her with a second load. She collapsed on top of me, both of us out of breath and caught by the surprising intensity of what just happened.

Finally, Hailey said, “That was a hot little fantasy, babe.”

“Yeah. Thanks for indulging.”

“You know I’d never really do that, right?”

I nodded, “I know. But it’s hot to think about it, right?”

She smiled and bit her lip, “Yeah. But not too much, okay? Besides, where would we find a room full of cocky assholes?”

If only she knew.

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We spent much of the morning the next day fooling around in the hotel room. We didn’t get a single call from the hotel telling us to keep it down which just encouraged my wife to be louder and dirtier with each session. Last night she’d gotten the loving, slow sex she needed. Today she was ready to cut loose. I teased her about the conversation we’d had last night, reminding her that she’d added Danny into the little fantasy all on her own.

“You think he’s attractive?” I asked as we were getting ready.

She thought about it, “A little. The cocky, jerk thing is something I kind of like.”

“Really? I thought you liked nice guys?”

“I like the cocky, jerk in the fantasy. I wouldn’t feel worried about developing feelings or the fact that he’s married. He’s such a prick that he’d be perfect for a night of no strings attached fucking.”

“Really?” I asked. Despite what I’d said last night, I really wouldn’t mind watching her cut loose. And she was right, any worry I had about her finding someone better would be completely countered if it was with someone like Danny.

She thought about it for a second, looking first at me then off into the distance as she imagined it, “No… not really. Zoe seems so nice, I can’t imagine doing something like that to her. But if it was someone like Danny and I didn’t know the wife… I don’t know. Maybe? No… still not really. I couldn’t do it to someone married.”

“So a single guy who’s an asshole?” I said with a smirk.

“Shut up, Sam. Fantasy only, okay?” she admonished me but I could tell she was still thinking about it.

As I watched her get ready, I marveled again at how hot Hailey was. She was wearing a short mini-skirt and a tight, low-cut, purple vikings t-shirt that was stretched across her ample bosom. She strapped on a pair of high platform wedges that made her legs look even sexier. After that, we said our goodbyes and met up with our respective parties down stairs

I caught a brief glimpse of Zoe as she and Danny came downstairs. They’d clearly been having their own fun as Danny’s hands were all over her as she tried to fix her hair and makeup in the elevator. She was dressed almost as hot as Hailey. I knew the two of them would make quite the pair on their ladies night out.

“C’mon girls. Let’s go see some hot man sausage!” screamed one of Darla’s, clearly already drunk, friends. Darla rolled her eyes and gave Aidan a sweet kiss goodbye, whispering something in his ear that made him blush. I gave Hailey her own goodbye kiss and then headed off to the party bus that Danny had ordered.

Of course, the first thing out of his mouth was, “Which strip club guys?”

There were seven of us counting Aidan and I. That means Danny got four shouts of “hell yeah” and one override of “No strippers!” from Aidan.

The five guys groaned and started to try to talk Aidan out of it. Fortunately, I’d prepared for this. “How about a bikini bar with a wet t-shirt contest?” I asked.

The guys cheered and Danny and I looked at Aidan. He rolled his eyes but nodded which caused everyone to shout in appreciation. 

Aidan leaned over to me, “Thanks for looking out, man. I’m sorry I’m such a shitty drunk that I need a babysitter.”

I patted his back, “Don’t sweat it, brother. We all have our weaknesses. It’s good you know yours.” He nodded and we headed to the location I gave the driver.

It turned out to be a pretty good night. Aidan’s friends were a lot like Danny just not quite as bad. Rick was an electrical engineer who introduced himself as a Sigma Nu. Chris was a lawyer specializing in the defense of sexual harassment claims. Jacob was a cameraman in the porn industry. Ironically, he was the least assholic of the bunch. And Zach was an architect which doesn’t sound too bad until you realize that literally all of his buildings are shaped like penises. I thought he was joking but he showed me the pictures. They’re all giant dicks. Seriously

That doesn’t mean they weren’t fun. I did enjoy hearing all the stories about Aidan in college. They all seemed to be about Aidan getting into trouble, usually because of some ridiculous plan that one of the guys had and generally ended with Danny bailing them out of trouble. A couple times by literally bailing them out. As the stories progressed, I started to worry that maybe Aidan had a drinking problem. It seemed to be the first part of all the stories.

“You drank an awful lot in college,” I said at one point when we had a chance to talk. 

“Yeah. I was a fucking lush until Senior year. That’s when I met Darla.”

“Yeah?” I asked, nodding my head for him to continue.

He took a swig of beer and continued, “She was great. The only person who ever looked out for me… except Danny, I guess.”

“You give him a lot of rope,” I said, looking over at Danny who was currently trying to get the waitress to let him tip her with a fifty in her bra.

“He’s earned it. He’s not as bad as he seems, you know. He’s got a good code.”

“What’s that?”

Danny came up behind us, having heard the last little bit, “Bros before hoes, man!” 

They clinked glasses and laughed, leaving me marveling at how Aidan could be friends with this guy. Fortunately, that’s when the wet t-shirt contest started. We were just seven guys cheering at the spectacle of girls with big tits and no bra wearing white t-shirts and competing for $50 of free beer. Pretty much the most American thing you could do on a Saturday night.

As one of the prettiest contestants was walking off stage, my eyes were caught by the other guys passing around a phone. “Yeah man. She’s fucking hot,” said Rick as he handed the phone to Jacob. Jacob just nodded silently, passing the phone to Aidan.

“Yeah. She’s a bit of a bimbo but she’ll basically do whatever I say. I’m glad I married a hot, obedient little 19 year old,” Danny said with all the sleazy pride you’d expect.

Aidan passed me the phone with an unamused look on his face. I expected a sexy photo of Zoe. What I saw took my breath away. Zoe was standing about five feet from someone taking a picture. She was completely nude. Her smooth cunt glistened and her perfect tits stuck out proudly. “That was two weeks after I bought her those fantastic bolt ons for her. She was like a fucking B cup before. Look at those nice firm sweater puppies now,” he said proudly.

“Did you use that doctor I told you about?” Chris asked, “He owes me… Of course he’s paid for my fucking pool.” The two guys laughed.

“Yeah. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on Zoe. I think he enjoyed the hell out of the consult,” he said clinking glasses with his friend.

“How did Zoe like it?” I asked. I was really trying hard not to be THAT guy but couldn’t help myself.

“Bitch loved it!” he said loudly earning several looks from other patrons. “Best fuck I’d ever had was after that appointment.”

I marveled at his attitude but couldn’t help but be a little turned on as I looked at the stunning redhead. I glanced one more time at the photo before handing it off to the other guys to appreciate.

My phone buzzed with a message from Hailey.

Hailey: I’m having so much fun babe. Darla’s great! And Zoe is so much fun, too!

Me: Hope you’re enjoying your strippers

Hailey: Ehh… we’re not getting the full monty. I’d rather be with you.

Me: I doubt it. The company’s lousy. 

Hailey: Well you’d have me to keep you company. Besides, wouldn’t I be a sure thing to win the $50?

Me: Who snitched on us?

Hailey: Aidan of course. He wanted to make sure Darla was okay with it. LOL

Me: rofl… well have fun. I’ll catch up with you later.

Hailey: You better, stud. I’m feeling pretty randy.

Me: :)

We continued to enjoy the show, eventually enjoying the “runoff” between the two hottest contestants. The bar had gotten pretty noisy and the guys were starting to get dangerously handsy with the scantily clad staff. When Chris got his hand smacked for pinching one of the waitress’s asses, I knew it was time to go. Besides, Aidan was nearly passed out next to me.

“Let’s head out. Aidan’s done,” I said, looking at my soon to be brother-in-law.

“Yeah. Let’s head back to my place and crash,” Danny said.

“Really?” I said, turning to Jacob.

“Hell yeah, man. Danny’s house is fucking awesome. He’s got a built in movie theatre we play XBox on.”

“Cool,” I said, curious despite myself. 

Sure enough, the place was a fucking mansion on the beach. It was huge. Turns out, Danny was a trust fund baby (because of course he was) and had inherited the house. We all piled in, Danny and I each underneath one of Aidan’s arms. We took him upstairs and tossed him on the bed where he collapsed.

We came downstairs and Danny clapped his hands together. “Okay, Aidan the boyscout is out like a light. You guys ready to party?”

The four of them cheered and I must have looked annoyed, “Hey man. We honored Aidan’s wish but the bachelor party is for the fucking bachelors to have some fun too. Strippers guys?”

They cheered again and Danny started making phone calls. Unfortunately for him, it was nearly 1 in the morning and all of the local talent was fully booked for the night. 

“Well this fucking sucks. What a sausage fest,” Zach said.

“Yeah… if only one of us had a wife who would do whatever they said,” Rick said pointedly to Danny. The challenge was clear.

“You think Zoe won’t come over here and strip for us? Fuck you. She’ll be here in 20!” he said and picked up his phone. “Hey baby. You having fun? Yeah… yeah…,” he said pantomiming his annoyance to us as the guys snickered. “You want to come over here and maybe keep having fun? Yeah… yeah… the guys… c’mon baby, you know you’ll like it. Yeah?... Hell yeah… See you in 20.”

He hung up his phone and the guys started cheering.

“She’ll be here soon,” he said as he high fived his buddies, “And she’s bringing a slut friend of hers.”

Just then, I got a buzz on my phone.

Hailey: Zoe says she’s going to be your stripper for the night.

Me: Not mine. Danny’s an ass.

Hailey: Zoe told me. Are they all jerks?

Me: Pretty much. Jacob’s not so bad, I guess. Typical frat guy. The rest are pretty much grade A asshats.

Hailey: Sounds like they’re perfect for me ;)

I felt my fingers tremble. Did she really mean that? I started typing a reply then deleted and sent a short query instead.

Me: Wait… really?

Hailey: Only if you’re up for it. But I’m so fucking horny babe. If you don’t say yes to this you need to fuck me for the rest of the night.

I took another deep breath. Was I okay with this? With nervous energy, I managed to type another reply.

Me: Well… I’m not sure I could fuck you all night… So I guess you better come over here.

Hailey: You sure?

Me: Stop stalling and get your slut ass in gear

Hailey: Yessir! :)

I put my phone away and felt the instant knot in my stomach. I’d basically just given my wife permission to fuck five strangers. And the part that was bothering me most was that I was excited about it. 

When the girls got to the house, all six of us were sitting in the living room looking hopeful and eager. Zoe walked in with Hailey in tow. Both of them were perfect visions of beauty.

“I hear some sad lonely guys ordered some strippers?” Zoe said as she smiled at the guys. They all whooped and hollered in excitement. 

“Hell yeah… we want some sluts!” Zach shouted as he and Rick high fived.

Zoe shot Danny a look but Hailey stepped in. “Well Zoe is a bit of a good girl. But I’m not,” she said. The guys laughed and cheered. Zoe clicked on the stereo and Hailey immediately started dancing. The guys were rapt in attention and barely noticed Zoe pull Danny to the side to have heated words with him. 

My eyes traveled back to Hailey who was now swaying her hips around to the beat of the music. A couple of the guys held out dollar bills that they’d produced from seemingly thin air and slipped them into her belt. She kept dancing away, mesmerizing the five of us with her moves. Her sweaty, pink skin shone in the dark along with her platinum blonde hair that flew through the air. 

After the first song ended, she came over to me and straddled my lap, “You get the first dance, stud,” she said and she ground into me, taking off her shirt and skirt as she did. When she was done, she stood there in just a thong and lacy bra, hands on her hips as she surveyed her prey. My cock was rock hard and ready to burst. “Who wants the second dance?” Four hands shot up instantly. “Which one of you is Jacob?”

Jacob kept his hand out and she took it as three other guys shot daggers at him. “You’re fucking gorgeous,” he said to her. Hailey looked at me for one last gesture of reassurance. I nodded slightly and she smiled back, biting her lip. 

She looked at Jacob and whispered huskily, “I hope we can drop the gorgeous from that sentence before too long, stud.”

Jacob’s eyes went wide and she proceeded to repeat the dance she’d given me. This time, she ground her pussy hard against him, feeling up his size and rigidity. I knew she was enjoying the sensation of the strange cock sliding along her clit, teasing the both of them. She’d cum a couple times for me giving me a lap dance like this so I knew it was possible but I hoped that wasn’t all she had planned. I needn’t have worried.

As she was finishing that third song, Zoe walked back in with Danny in toe, “You guys want strippers… or sluts?”

“Sluts!” came from the four guys. I remained silent though that didn’t stop me from oggling Zoe. 

“Well I was fine with stripping for you idiots but I told Danny he could have a choice. I’d be a slut for you five or strip for all six of you.”

“Oh man,” Rick said.

I looked at Danny who looked weirdly crestfallen for the first time since I’d met him. “Actually, I didn’t really give him a choice. I just told him I was going to be a slut for you five and he would have to watch.” She smiled evilly at Danny then looked back at us. 

The four guys cheered and started needling Danny. Hailey looked at me. This wasn’t something we discussed. Was she okay with me fucking Zoe? Was I?

This time, it was her turn to nod slightly at me. I felt my cock stir and she stood up off of Jacob’s laugh and sauntered over to Zoe. She stroked Zoe’s hair away from her eyes and leaned in to whisper something in the redhead’s ear. Zoe shuddered slightly before pulling away, giving me a little look before nodding to Hailey. Then the two hotties kissed.

This time all six of us cheered without reservations. Even Danny was happy to see his wife making out with mine. We shared a quick look and he shrugged. I really wasn’t sure what that meant but realized what he was thinking when he turned back to look at my wife. He figured he might not be banging his own wife tonight but at least he’d have mine.

“Only one thing, guys. I don’t sleep with married men,” Hailey said as she eyed us. “Any of you married?”

Danny and I raised our hands.

“That’s too bad. I guess you won’t be getting any action tonight, Danny,” she said. Again, the guys laughed and Danny sat there. He looked at my wife and Zoe before realizing he was completely fucked and not in a good way.

“I don’t mind fucking married men,” Zoe said, looking straight at me. My cock was hard as a rock and ready to burst. The redheaded bombshell walked towards me with a sexy strut. I watched behind her as my wife straddled Zach’s lap but my view was quickly obstructed by Zoe’s swaying hips. She leaned down and whispered, “Your wife says, ‘Happy Babymoon, stud’” as she knelt down in front of me. She fished out my cock and took it fully down her throat in one swallow. Her lips were perfect for sucking cock and she didn’t appear to have any kind of gag reflex. I flopped my head back, enjoying the sensation as she bobbed up and down rapidly on my shaft. I could feel her throat tighten around my cock as she squeezed and sucked on me all while working her tongue in seemingly impossible ways. 

After what seemed like forever, she pulled off and started stroking my cock with her hand. I regained my senses just enough to look over to see that my wife was now turned away from Zach and grinding against his lap while she leaned forward to fish out Rick’s cock. I saw her lift her hips up and realized she was already fucking Zach. His cock was fucking huge and I could see her cunt lips stretched wide around it as she slammed back down on it. She started to scream but Rick yanked her down onto his cock, muffling her sounds of ecstasy. 

Zoe went back to sucking me as she knelt there and, before long, Chris came up behind her. He dropped his pants and stroked his own cock a couple times. It was thin but kind of long and he spat on it once before pulling Zoe’s skirt up  and spearing into her. He wasn’t particularly gentle and Zoe yelped around my cock. Her eyes went wide as she looked up at me with surprise before Chris gave her three more thrusts and she got into it. She rolled her eyes before closing them and resumed sucking my cock while Chris hammered away. 

The next time I looked over to my wife, Hailey was bouncing up and down on Zach’s cock while Rick was jerking off onto her face, “Yeah. Cover my slutty face you fucking bastard,” she said with a snarl. Rick did exactly that, painting her face with a big load. Jacob quickly took his place and she sucked his cock down her throat as well. I could tell she was lost in pleasure as she continued to pump her ass on Zach’s big dick.

It was all too much for me and I came hard in Zoe’s mouth, filling her to the point of overflowing. She cooed softly as she slurped it all down before disengaging from me and dropping her head into my lap. Chris grabbed her hips and cut loose, pounding her for all he was worth. She screamed, looking up at me and whispering, “I’m a slut, I’m a slut, I’m a slut.” Her eyes were glassy as she reveled in the sensation of the invading cock. Chris finally shot into her and pulled out, leaving a trail of cum dripping down her legs. 

She climbed up next to me and kissed me, “Do you mind that I’m a slut, Sam?”

I shook my head, mesmerized by the beautiful woman in front of me.

“Do you mind that your wife is a slut?” she asked. I looked past her to see my wife now lying on her back as Zach’s giant cock split her nearly in two.

“No.”

“Zach is fucking amazing,” Zoe said.

“You’ve fucked him before?”

She nodded, “My husband whored me out for the renovations on this house.” She didn’t sound happy about it. But she seemed less pissed than I’d have thought. “My husband’s a jerk. His friends are jerks. But I’m a slut and I love it so it’s all good.” 

“Then why give him a hard time tonight?” I said. She reached out her hand and began stroking me gently. My shaft started to grow despite my recent orgasm.

“He needs to know he can’t do this shit without talking to me first. If he’d asked, I’d have said yes… well… probably. But he just assumes. So he’s being punished.”

I nodded as I watched my wife take the comically large cock up her cunt.

“Besides, he likes to watch. What about you, Sam? Do you like to watch?”

“We’ve never done this before,” I said. 

“That’s not what I asked. Do. You. Like. To. Watch?” she punctuated each word by licking my ear all while continuing to slide her hand up and down my growing cock. I nodded, unable to help myself. Watching Hailey get fucked like that was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. 

“Where’d you find this piece of ass, Zoe?” Zach asked somewhat breathlessly as he gripped Hailey’s hips and slammed her down again and again.

Danny started to say something but Zoe shot him a look and said, “Just one of Darla’s friends from college.”

“Yeah? Wish I’d met this bitch before. She can really take cock,” Zach said as he slammed into my wife again. Her head flailed from side to side as she moaned and begged for more. At one point, she looked to her left and caught my eye. She saw Zoe stroking my cock and smiled before Zach slammed in again and turned the smile into a scream. “You like that you dumb cunt?”

“Fuck yeah. Your cock is fucking perfect,” my wife yelled back as she held her legs wide.

“Don’t worry, Sam. Zach’s amazing in bed but he’s a fucking pansy out of it. Now… how about we see about getting your cock in my nice tight hole?” She pulled me onto the ground and straddled me. “Rick, get your ass over here and fill mine up,” she said. She sank down on me. She started sliding back and forth on me as she leaned forward, shoving her firm, mammoth tits in my face. Rick waddled over, pants still around his ankles. He shucked off the encumberance and immediately positioned himself behind Zoe. Without much preamble, he slid into her. She must have known this was going to happen and lubed herself up because I watched her close her eyes and sigh in pure pleasure.

It took a minute but we fell into a rhythm as Zoe rocked her hips back and forth, fucking herself on the two cocks filling her up. She felt amazing, her cunt was hot and wet. It felt like she was leaking all over my shaft. On top of that, the way her body moved was erotic all by itself. She was shaking her hips back and forth, moaning in pleasure at the invasion taking place.

But as hot as Zoe was, my eyes couldn’t stop looking over at Hailey. Zach had flipped her over and pulled her to the floor and was now hammering into her from behind. Her perfect tits were shaking like crazy as I watched his hand snake into her hair, yanking her back. “You like that, bitch?” he snarled.

“Yes… oh yes… oh yes,” she said to the room. She was absolutely gorgeous as she used him for her pleasure. I knew this was exactly what she wanted, to just use a group of men that she didn’t about and didn’t care about her. 

Zach laughed and smacked her ass with his free hand. “Gonna ruin this fucking cheap ass cunt tonight, baby.”

“Yes… fuck… please… don’t stop you fucking stud,” she begged. Her eyes were rolled into the back of her head and she didn’t even notice that Jacob had maneuvered in front of her. 

Zach moved his hands from Hailey’s hair to her wrists, holding them back as Jacob’s fingers curled up in her blonde locks. “Open up you dumb cunt,” he said. She didn’t even hesitate, simply opened her mouth and took the cock that forced its way down her very willing throat. She gurgled at first, surprised by the depth of the sudden invasion but another slam of Zach’s tree trunk made her forget all about the cock in her mouth. She simply moaned and screamed while Jacob fucked her mouth and Zach continued to abuse her. I watched as he spit on her ass and slide his thumb in, sealing all of her holes for the first time.

Zoe noticed my eyes wandering and leaned forward, whispering in my ear, “Your wife is fucking hot, Sam. We fingered each other in the cab while she told me how she wanted to be gang fucked.”

I looked at Zoe, her eyes momentarily bugged out as Rick shoved his cock into her ass particularly deep. I flexed my cock inside her at the same time and her whole body went stiff. When thought finally returned to her glassy eyes, she looked at me and smiled wickedly before shoving her cunt against me and grinding hard into my pelvis. Suddenly, her whole face exploded as she started cumming. “Fuck my slutty holes you bastards!” she implored. Rick and I did, both of us shoving into her over and over as her whole body began to spasm. She collapsed onto me as Rick continued his pummeling before shooting his own load into her ass. “Yes… yes… fill my ass, stud. Fill it. Fuck it. Use it.”

I glanced over and saw Hailey being repositioned, this time to ride Zach while Jacob moved around behind her and now Chris stepped up to feed his cock down her throat. My wife and I had tried anal once before and she’d been vaguely okay with it. Now, she looked like she’d love anything. Sure enough Jacob started sliding into her ass, mirroring the position that Rick and I had just used Zoe in. Except my wife was showing she was a true blue three holed slut now. Her body was nearly limp and she simply collapsed down on Chris’s cock as she had her own orgasm riding Zach’s mammoth shaft.

It was all too much for me. I started shooting, filling up Zoe who was cooing sweetly in my ear. Hailey was cumming again as Jacob fed his cock into her ass. Zoe rolled off me and I sat up to watch as my wife was violated and used. And they did exactly that. The three of them fucked her and used her for ten more minutes. They called her every name they could think of and she simply moaned and nodded. Finally, Jacob pulled out and shot his cum all over her back and Chris covered her already messy face. That just left Zach. Hailey was exhausted and sweaty but Zach didn’t seem to care.

“Cum for me, slut. Earn my cum in that fucking nasty, greedy cunt of yours. Show me how bad you need my jizz you dumb bitch,” he growled. My wife seemed inspired by the implicity challenge and responded by grinding, shaking, moaning and screaming. She did everything she could to show Zach how much she wanted it. How much of a whore she truly was.

Finally, Zach roared and bucked his hips up. His surging cock split my wife in two as he filled her up before he pulled out, leaving her limp and sated on the floor as cum oozed out of her red cunt.

Zach didn’t even break a sweat, he just walked over to Zoe and grabbed her like he owned her, “I’m taking the other one in the back room. Come watch me give your wife what she really needs, Danny.”

Danny nodded and slunk off to follow the two clearly familiar lovers. Chris, Rick and Jacob were catching their breath and I was simply watching in awe. My cock was still hard, seeing my beautiful wife laying there looking simply destroyed. I crawled over to her and kissed her, laying her down on the ground and spreading her legs. “Now you can have a fifth cock, bitch,” I said as I loomed over her. 

She looked up at me and smirked. Her face was all covered in cum but she looked radiant and ready for more. She simply grabbed her thighs and widened her long, smooth legs. I didn’t need any more invitation than that. I slipped into her, feeling her pussy squeeze around me. She felt like there was a gallon of cum already inside her and I shoved into her hard. She looked up at me and smiled a blissful, almost relaxed smile before whispering, “I love you. Thank you.”

“I love you too… Slut,” I said with a smile.

“I am… oh God… I am… I’m a cheap fucking trashy whore,” she said as she humped back at me. 

I grabbed her wrists and pinned her down, slamming into her harder and harder. “Is this what you wanted, cunt?” I asked, allowing that little pit of anger inside me to come out. “You wanted to get gang fucked?”

“Yes!” she called out.

“Used like cheap trash?” I asked and bottomed out in her again.

“Yes!” she yelled. The other three guys gathered around and started cheering me on.

“Fucking dumb cunt,” I said and did something that surprised both of us. I spit on her face. At first, she looked startled. I’d never done that before. But then the wild look in her eyes seemed to dial up to 11.

“Oh yeah… use me… fuck me… pound me… break me you fucking sick bastard!”

I held her down and did my best to meet her kinky demand. I stopped thinking of her as my wife and just railed her cunt harder and harder. I smacked her tits a couple times, squeezing them for leverage as I sat up. Finally, I felt another orgasm coming and buried my shaft into her, depositing a second huge load in her used up cunt.

The night degenerated into more of the same after that. The guys didn’t hold back and we covered and filled my beautiful wife with as much cum as we could get. I even managed to take a couple pictures for posterity but didn’t want to make a big deal because I really didn’t want the other guys to think they could too. Around four in the morning, we were all spent. We laid there on the ground and the couch, clothes strewn everywhere as we all joked and tried to catch our breath.

“Man… you are one fine slutty ass bitch,” Jacob said with a laugh.

“You guys are so sweet,” my wife replied with some pretty sassy sarcasm for someone covered in a gallon of cum. Her hair was a mess of spit and cum. Her face and tits had dried cum all over them as well. 

“I hope Zoe brings you around again.”

“I doubt it. My husband and I are heading back home after the wedding. Right honey?” she said, looking at me.

I laughed, “Yeah babe. But maybe we’ll come visit again,” I said with a smile.

The guys all exchanged glances before busting out laughing as they realized what had been happening. We never did visit again, though. My sister and Aidan moved away and we had no real reason to go back. On the other hand, Zoe and Danny got divorced about six months after that and Zoe asked to move in with us for awhile. But that’s a story for another time.