My Wife and My Virgin Friends Pt. 04a

I lay in bed. Alone under the sheets. It had been hours since Claire's last message, and I was still hard. Even after cuming all over myself, my balls still ached and my cock wouldn't stop twitching.

The apartment was dark, silent. Only the neverending ticking of the clock acknowledged the passage of time. It made me think about how fast things had changed so quickly. How far they might yet still go.

How far they might have already gone. With me here. Lying alone in the dark.

I heard the rustling and turning of a key in our door, and my heart started racing all over again. Slowly and quietly, the door opened and was gently pushed closed. The lights remaining off as Claire, my wife, the everlasting love of my life, snuck into our apartment in the dead of night.

Lying perfectly still, I waited for her. Waiting for the moment she softly cracked the bedroom door open and stepped inside.

“Welcome home.” I said as I turned the lamp on. My heart skipping a beat as I saw the state of my sweet precious wife.

Her hair was a tangled mess, and her mascara had run down her cheeks. From top to bottom I could tell she was covered in someone else's cum. It was in her hair, all over her face and lips, it stained her shirt and covered her tits, down her thighs and all over her toes and I knew, I just knew, that her panties would be full of it.

Covered and filled with cum from our dirty, loser virgin friends. Only… I wasn't even sure if they were virgin's anymore…

“Baby? What are you still doing up?” Ever bashful, Claire looked away and blushed. Her arms behind her back as she swayed side to side. Smiling as she let me take it all in.

“How could I sleep?” I told her. Swallowing the lump in my throat.

“We've still got to work tomorrow.” She cooed. Putting a finger in her mouth and biting it as she looked up at me. Her eyes wife with burning desire. “I told you I'd take care of you in the morning.”

“Guess I couldn't wait.” I said. My voice on the verge of cracking.

“Weellll…” She drew the word out. Licking her lips and making sure to roll her tongue over the sticky globs of creamy cum on her face. “You'll have to wait just a little longer. I need a shower before-”

“No!” I said. Surprising myself by how forceful it had been. “You're… you're perfect just the way you are.”

Claire blushed even harder. Twirling on the spot to burn and covering her mouth with her hand.

“But the sheets…” She protested, but I knew she wanted this as much as I did.

“I've already made a mess of them.” I pulled up the blanket to show her. My cum still covering most of my chest, clinging to the sheets. Just like she'd wanted.

“My my…” Claire stared at me. Her eyes transfixed on the mess I'd made. “All that cum… and you're still so hard~”

Claire slowly walked over to me. Pulling her shirt up over her head and revealing her perfect soft pale chest. Wrapped up in a seductive lacy black bra, cum stained beyond any hope of ever being clean again.

Dropping her skirt, I was shocked to see her smoothly shaven pussy. Her mouthwatering nubile mound sticky with cum, and without her panties in sight.

She slipped into bed with me. Soaking our marital bed in the filthy cum of our pent up loser friends. She reeked of their horrible musky scent, filling the room with it.

Lying side by side, we stared at each other. Wordlessly and lovingly getting lost in each other's eyes until finally I couldn't stop myself anymore. I pulled her closer and locked my lips with hers. Not caring one bit about where they had been, what they had tastes, and what they tasted like right now.

“I love you so much.” I told her, pressing my forehead into hers.

“I love you more.” She said back without any hesitation. “More now than ever.”

Pressing her hand to my chest, she traced downwards. Adding another man's cum onto her body. Right as her fingers edges close to the head of my cock I stopped her grabbing her wrist and holding her in place.

“Not yet.” I looked at her. The anxiety welling in my stomach threatening to make me explode. “I want to hear everything first.”

“Everything?” Claire asked. Raising her eyebrows.

“Everything.”

“You think you can handle that Simon?” Claire asked. Her voice playful as her finger traced circles on my navel. Scoping more of my cum up between her fingers.

“Please.” I told her. My heart thumping hard against my chest. I had been waiting hours for this, and I was so, so very tired. But I was going to savour every moment, every single word that she said tonight.

“Okay.” She smiled wide. Licking her finger clean of my cum.

“Here's what happened…”

…

Dorian watched as Claire sent the text, and he still couldn't believe this was really happening.

Just a week ago he'd been jerking off to his favourite picture of Claire, fantasising about what he would do to her. She wore a tight red bikini that barely held back her oversized melons, showing off the outline of her hard nipples and that cleavage which drove him crazy. Sticking out her tongue and winking at the camera like some perfect hentai slut. He had slapped his cock on the screen, drooling over her tight pale body and imagining how good it would feel to slide his cock between her perfect fat milkers and dump his load all over her cute freckled face. Cursing Simon's luck for pulling a hottie like her and never sharing anything good.

The day the two of them got together, Simon changed. He used to be cool like the rest of them, but now he was a complete beta bitch boy.

He never used to have a problem with the way the guys smelled, the food they ate, the things they said. Then one girl gets her fingers around him and suddenly he's asking if the lewd posters of their waifus are ‘appropriate’ to display in the living room.

It sickened him. That total disregard of who they were, everything they'd been through together. If Claire wasn't such a fine piece of ass, a thirty E-girl slut waiting to happen, Dorian wouldn't have stood for it. None of the guys would have. But she batted her eyes at them and bounced her porn sized tits and everybody folded. All four of them letting the woman get her way when only one of them was actually fucking her.

A week ago he had been satisfied getting his revenge by defiling the innocent sluts' pictures. Printing them out on occasion and drenching them cum, stained her perfect porcelain skin with his backed-up, rank ball slop.

And now?

Now he had the real thing to defile, to corrupt. All this time he'd been right about what a cock craving, cum loving slut she was. This time next week, Dorian knew he would have her addicted to his cock only.

“C-claire… could you-”

“Slut.” Dorian interrupted Jimmy. “I think that's a more fitting name for her while she's on duty. Right slut?”

Claire was lying on the couch, smiling at her phone with a face covered in his cum. Panties soaking in even more of the thick baby batter while she texted her cuck husband.

If only Simon knew whos cock slop was covering his innocent girls body, Dorian would be so fucking smug about it. All those comments about how he could get a girlfriend if he just ‘took a shower’ or ‘treated girls with respect’ sounded so stupid now. Dorian knew he had the only thing girls wanted, a fat fucking cock that could fuck them stupid.

Claire had insisted they keep this arrangement a secret though. On threat of her ending everything. That didn't matter though, once Claire felt his ten inch monster break past her cervix and flood her womb with cum, she'd be hooked on it. Nothing but a cock brained slave to his dick. She'd dump Simon's fuckboi ass and be his personal live in bang maid.

“I love it Master~ That's a perfect name!” Claire purred like the fuckdoll she was. “Now what does my master want from his little maid slut?♡♡”

She put her phone down and turned to Jimmy, caressing his face while seductively staring into his eyes. The poor guy looked like a deer seconds away from getting demolished by a truck. Even knowing what an unhinged cock slut Claire really was, he still was nervous around her.

“Could… could you suck my… my balls…” Jimmy barely managed to say. Blushing bright red like a schoolgirl. “You did it for Dorian, and it looked nice…”

“Oh baby.” Claire cooed. Licking her lips and running her finger up the length of Jimmy's shaft. Jimmy's length was nothing special, but his girth surprised Dorain for a guy his size. Just slightly thicker than he was, the boy was packing a coke can cock that could explode just like one. A thick chode that was still oozing pre-cum from his uncircumcised head.

“You know I'd love to gargle on your sweet, cum heavy balls.” Claire moaned. Drool dripping from her lips. “Roll my tongue over them, cover them in my saliva, slurp them up like the divine tasting receptacles of pleasure that they are!! …But you've got to wait!”

Claire giggled. Flicking her finger off of the head of Jimmy's cock, making him squirm. She booped his nose and sat back down onto the couch, pulling up her phone again.

“Simon hasn't decided yet, but I know you'll enjoy every part of me before tonight is over~”

“The siren's song is beautiful.” Tom chimed in. “But the lady shouldn't make promises she can't keep.”

God he was so annoying. Everytime Claire was around he tried so pathetically hard to sound smooth. As if a few big words would win her over. There was only one big thing a girl wanted, and Tom didn't have it.

Despite being the tallest of them all, Tom's cock was pitifully average. Five or six inches, and probably not even girthy enough to stretch a girl out. Certainly not a girl as slutty as Claire was. She'd probably had her fuckholes stretched out by a hundred guys behind Simon's back, though Dorian knew none of them would have a cock like his.

There was no way he was letting either one of them fuck Claire's whore cunt before he did, no matter what that loser decided. Claire had ready fallen in love with the taste of his cock, with how hard he could face fuck her. Dorian knew he would get his way, he just had to wait until she was as horny as a bitch in heat. Nothing but thoughts of cock, his cock, inside her empty brain.

The ding of a new text coming through grabbed everybody's attention. Claire's eyes scanned across her phone, her fingers tapping the keypad fast as she replied. Jimmy and Tom held their breaths as they waited to see who would get to use her first, stroking their cocks in anticipation of cumming down another of her tight warm holes.

“New plan Masters.” Claire stood up. Peeling off her panties to reveal her perfectly shaven mound. Now defiled by all of their cum. The beautiful golds of her pussy that belonged to Simon, their best friend, covered in the hot creamy loads of the lovers he thought he was better than.

“One of you gets to use my slutty maid throat!” Claire moaned. Opening her mouth wide and letting her tongue roll out. Showing them that warm wet hole that wrapped around cocks so damn well. “While the other… gets to tongue fuck my divine princess pussy~”

Claire spread open her slut hole, revealing that tantalising pink flesh inside her. Fresh fuck meat that was tighter than Dorian was expecting from a hyper slut like her.

“W-what…” Jimmy meekly said. “But… you're covered in-”

“You don't mind a bit of flavouring, do you?” Claire laughed with a devilish smile. “Besides, I need something to lube me up before I take a big fat cock like yours all the way inside me.”

Dorian held his hand to his mouth, stopping himself from burning into laughter. He knew Simon wouldn't let them fuck her yet, that's why he was happy to sit this round out and recover. But to make them eat her out after wearing those ruined panties? Fucking hilarious.

“I think Jim-”

“Tom should eat the slut out.” Dorian cut him off. “After all, Jimmy needs his balls gargled. Right slut?”

Claire just smiled, nodding her head and jiggling her slut tits. Dorian sat back and stroked his meat, staring at Tim expectantly.

“Fine.” He rolled his eyes and puffed up his cheat. “But I'm wiping the fair lady off first.”

Dorian's cock throbbed. He was getting off as much from bossing the guys around as he was from watching Simon's preppy wife slut herself out. Dorian was the one who convinced her to cheat. To debase herself like the needy where she was, and the others knew it. They owed him, and now they would do whatever he told them to.

“Use this cum rag.” Dorian threw over Claire's shirt from before she put her costume on. The only clothing she had that wasn't covered in filth. Now it would be just as dirty as she was. A little present for Simon when they were eventually done using her up.

“We'll come on handsome~” Claire purred. Bending over the couch and sticking her ass out. Wiggling her butt and spreading her asscheeks apart, opening up her dripping holes for them. “Don't keep a girl waiting…”

For all his previous hesitation, Tom didn't waste any time feeling up Claire's soft, tight pussy. Rubbing the whores own shirt over her wet cunt, forcing deep moans out of her.

“OoOohHh fuuuck master~” Claire looked back over her shoulder. Seductively licking her lips. “You make me feel sooooo gooood.”

“I'm just getting started M'lady.” Satisfied he'd cleaned off all the filthy cum, Tom scrunched up her shirt and threw it to the ground. He spread her lips open and teased her slit. A string of her pussy juices connecting his finger to her fuckhole. “I'll have you writhing in pleasures you've never known.”

Dorian rolled his eyes but kept pumping his engorged cock. He'd already dumped two loads over his slut, and had his third building. This one was going deep inside that tight fertile womb, and it would change her forever.

“MHmmMhhmm OooHhh FuuuUuckk~” Claires moans the sweetest sounds Dorian had ever heard as Tom began towing his tongue down her whore hole. His gentlemanly facade breaking as he aggressively groped and slapped her plump ass as his tongue forced its way deeper inside her.

“Don't- Nughh Don't be shy now honey.” Claire gave Jimmy that come hither look. “Come slap that cock on my face and let me suck the cum right out of your balls!”

His face still bright red, and his thick chode practically soaking on his precum, Jimmy walked behind the couch. As soon as he got close, Claire pulled him in. Practically devouring his balls as she rubbed her face over his wet cock. Inhaling the scent like the addicted cock craving slut she was.

“Ohhhh fuuck I love your cocks sooo muuuch.” She licked from Jimmy's balls to the head of his cock. Pushing her ass out backwards to shove her pussy deeper into Tom's face.

“Fff-ffuuuuckkk.” Jimmy's fingers twitched and curled as Claire expertly used her mouth as an automatic cockwasher. Going so far as to lick up his shaft and rub his balls across her face. Covering them in more cum that she gladly sucked back up and swallowed.

“MhmmShhlupp~” Claire took the whole length of Jimmy's thick shaft into her throat and then put her hand to her throat. Feeling the bulge of his cock through her neck and then pulling back to unsheath his cock with an audible wet pop. “Guaaahhh~ Dor- I mean, Master~ Get my phone and take some pictures with these titian balls in my mouth, pleeeease.”

Dorian hated being told what to do, but he loved the idea of humiliating Simon. And when she asked that nicely, how could he say no?

He got up and grabbed Claire's phone, noting how furiously Tom was lapping up Claire's cunt. His hard cock leaking all over the floor as she grinded her ass against his face.

“Smile slut.” Sorian said as he snapped some grade A jerk fuel. Claire's unhinged look of pure addiction as she gargled Jimmy's balls and stroked his veiny throbbing cock against her face. Pumping his thick dick meat furiously with vigorous flicks of her wrist until finally he couldn't hold it any longer.

“NUghhhhh OoOohh Gooddd CLAIRE!” Jimmy's whole body convulsed as his cock began unloading ropes and ropes of cum into the air. The thick strands of creamy cum landing all over her back and covering her hair.

Halfway through dumping a gallon of cum all over her, Claire aimed his cock directly at her innocent freckled face. Rolling out her tongue and letting the last shots of cum cover it as Dorian recorded it all.

Dorian wished he could have sent the video to himself to jerk to later. Or to upload online so that everyone could wank to Simon's giga-slut wife. She was smart enough to keep her phone locked around them though. Only allowing them to use her camera from the home screen, making it clear that this would end if they tried to take any pictures with their own phones.

Whatever. She'd be so addicted to his cock soon that she'd let him do anything. He could quit his job and make a living whoring her out if he wanted to, and she'd do it just to get another taste of his big hard cock.

“Ahh, fuuck No! Fuuuck!” Tom moaned. Collapsing to the side as his cock erupted all over the floor.

“Seriously dude? You came from eating pussy?” Dorian couldn't believe these were his friends. He could fuck Claire's tight hole for hours without cumming if he wanted to, and Tom came without anything even touching his pathetic cock.

“She's an angel.” Tom lay on the floor. Staring at the ceiling as he took deep breaths. “A sex goddess that's carried me through the gates of heaven.”

“You've got quite the silver tongue master.” Claire giggled. Flipped around to sit back down on the couch. Her legs wide open as she stroked her clit, clearly craving a real orgasm.

“Give me ten more minutes and I'll show you how loquacious the rest of me is.” Tom winked at her. Probably thinking he made her cum multiple times when the opposite was true.

Tom may have put up a pathetic show, but at least he did his job. Claire would be getting so horny by now that she'd do anything to satisfy her cravings. It was exactly where Dorian wanted her to corrupt and break her in.

“You're master made a mess slut. Clean it up.” Dorian commanded. Wanted to stop her from fingering herself before she could cum.

“Yes sir.” She cooed. So eager to degrade herself. She got on her knees, ready to lick the cum off of the floor, but Dorian stopped her.

“Not like that.” He said. Enjoying the sight of her beneath him. “You've got enough cum all over that pretty face. Clean it up with those fat tits.”

Dorian could see the effect his words were having on her. How every insult and degradation seemed to get her off. All this time she'd been such a perverted slut, and Simon never told them. Never shared any pictures or even just told them about all the slutty things she'd done. It was the worst betrayal Dorian had ever experienced, and soon it would be time to pay it back in kind.

Like the obedient girl she was, Claire rubbed her juicy milkers over the filthy floor. Covering them in Tom's sloppy thick cock cream. Those perfect round melons they had all stared at for years now soaking in cum.

“Did I do a good job, Master?” Claire playfully sucked her finger while pushing her chest together. Showing off the mess Dorian had forced onto her with pride.

“Fuck yes slut.” Dorian's cock throbbed with anticipation. His balls ached to unload deep inside her married slut holes, and it was finally time to give them what they wanted.

“Now.” He kept his voice firm. Authoritative. “Here's what yo-”

“Hang on.” Claire cut him off and grabbed her phone from him. Pulling it from his hands before he could tighten his grip on it.

Dorian was pissed his slut wss being so disrespectful, but he held his tongue. He couldn't risk angering her until her pussy had tasted his superior cock.

Waiting, Dorian tapped his foot on the ground. Watching as Claire giggled and smiled at her phone. Texting her loser husband who didn't even know who she was fucking right now the picture he'd taken. Posing for a selfie with a peace sign to show off her freshly cum covered tits.

Standing there waiting. Dorian cleared his throat to get her attention. Jimmy offered him an energy drink and Dorian waved him off. Clearing his throat again, this time louder.

“Slut.” He said. Staring down at her. “Claire!”

“Just a sec.” She said keeping her eyes on the phone while finishing off her message. “Okay, I'm ready! What's next??”

“Next?” Dorian said. Barely able to contain his frustration. “What's next is you get on top of my cock and ride me until your legs don't work anymore.”

Claire looked up at him, her eyes facing on his massive cock as it hung in the air. He could read her expression and he just knew he had her.

She'd be sleeping in his bed tonight. And they wouldn't stop fucking until the dawn.