Adult Image Library 1/Adult_Image_Library_Volume_1.iso/stories/mrwade04.txt

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      In  the  years  since my graduation from college I've managed to
stay  in  touch  with  several  of the people who were friends of mine
during  those  formative  years.  Usually once a year three of my male
college  friends come to visit and spend the weekend with me.  I'd not
had  the  opportunity  to  introduce them to my new wife, and I looked
forward  to  them  coming this year perhaps more than any other in the
past.
      Monica  had  heard  me mention the three guys often.  Jack was a
judge  now  in  one  of  the  bordering  states.   He'd  always been a
handsome  guy,  a  bit  taller than me at 6'2" and weighing around 200
pounds,  and  he  had  somehow managed to stay single all these years.
Mark  was  shorter  than Jack and not quite as popular with the women,
but  still  had  a  good  strong,  well-shaped  body  because  of  the
bicycling  that  he did almost every day.  He was an examiner with the
federal  reserve  system  and  was the father of two young boys.  Tony
was  of  Italian descent and had that dark hair and olive colored skin
that  so many women love.  His mustache and his big muscles from years
of  weight-lifting  made  him  a  favorite  of lots of women.  Married
twice before, Tony was now single once again.
      I  didn't  have  to  tell Monica that I'd be sharing her with my
friends  while  they  were  here, just my avoidance of the subject was
all  the  confirmation  that  she needed.  Her training had taught her
that  unless  I  told  her otherwise in advance that she was to assume
that  she  would  be my slave when we were in the privacy of our home,
and  that included those times when there were others present.  As the
arrival of the guys grew closer I could since her excitement growing.
      I had sent each of the guys a letter explaining Monica's role as
my  Wife-slut  and  had  told them that she would be serving them over
the  weekend  while  they were here.  They knew me well enough to know
that  I wasn't kidding about it when they got the letter and while the
letter  did  result  in some excited phone calls from them, everything
was set and they were really anxious to come.
      They  all flew in to the nearest airport on Friday afternoon and
rented  a  car  together for the drive to our little town.  I had told
them  to  call  me  when  they  got  to the airport to give me time to
prepare   things  for  them.   I'm  sure  Monica  wondered  if  Friday
afternoon  would  ever  come.  In the days between her introduction to
our  nurse  friend Donna and the arrival of my college buddies she had
been  extremely  hot and I had to make her masturbate at least 3 times
each  day just to keep her calm enough to normally function.  I fucked
her  during  that  time  as well, of course, but a guy can't just stay
home and fuck all the time, you know.
      I  came  home  early  on Friday to make sure that Monica had the
house  ready  for my friends.  I had instructed her to make sure there
were  clean  sheets  on the beds and clean towels in the bathrooms and
had  told  her to douche and give herself an enema around 2:00 so that
she  would  be  nice  and clean too.  When I got home that afternoon I
checked  to  see if she had followed my directions.  Everything seemed
to  be  in  order, except that if she douched it was difficult to tell
from  the  state  her  pussy was in.  She had always lubricated freely
and  it wasn't too surprising to me to find her cunt extremely wet and
aromatic  when I checked her holes.  I had her squat in the shower and
douche  once  more  for  me to make sure that she would be as clean as
possible, although I was sure that wouldn't last long.
      After  watching  Monica  douche  I  laid  out her outfit for the
evening  on  the  bed  for  her.   I chose a tiny pair of pink panties
which  had  almost  no  back to them at all, mostly just a strap which
slid  into her crack and often seemed to work its way between her cunt
lips  as  well.   It  would just barely cover her trimmed cunt hair in
the  front.   In  addition  to  the  panties, I laid out the pink high
heels  and  a  nice  little  summer dress that I had allowed Monica to
modify  just a bit in order to make it more sluttish.  It was a pretty
pink  sundress  which  had  a  very  low cut top with just little thin
straps  holding  the  top  up,  and  which  when  we had bought it had
already  been  quite  short.   But I had allowed Monica to hem it some
more,  making  it  just  barely  long enough to cover her ass when she
stood.   I  also  had  her  cut  a three inch slit in each side of the
dress from the bottom up.
      Before  allowing  her  to dress I laid her on the bed and rubbed
lotion  all  over  her  body,  wanting  it to be nice and smooth to my
friends  when  they  touched her.  It soon became evident that she was
going  to  have  to douche again before they came, so I allowed her to
do that before she dressed.
     She'd  just  finished  dressing  when  the  door-bell  rang and I
instructed  her  to  assume  "the  position"  in the foyer prior to my
opening  the door.  I led her to the foyer and watched as she knelt in
the  floor,  sitting between her feet and placing her hands behind her
back  and  lowering  her head.  The short dress rode up just enough in
that  position  that  it  made  her pantied crotch easy to see and her
arms  behind  her  back  allowed  her hard nipples to push through the
thin fabric of the dress.
      Finding  her  position  pleasing,  I opened the door to greet my
friends.   As  they  came  in we exchanged pleasantries and they stood
around  rather  nervously as we chatted just inside the door, glancing
down  at  Monica frequently and no doubt wondering when I was going to
introduce  them  and  how  long  I was going to require her to stay in
that position with her head bowed and her eyes lowered.
      "This  is my slave, Monica" I said extending my hand to indicate
the  kneeling woman in front of them.  After allowing them to all look
at  her  and giving them a chance to see that she didn't lift her head
or  speak  even  though  they  were speaking to her, I reached out and
took  her  elbow  and allowed her to stand and return their greetings.
She  spoke  to  each  of  the  warmly,  but  in  a reserved manner, an
embarrased look on her face as their eyes roamed over her.
      "Show my friends how glad you are that they are here, Monica," I
instructed.
      "Yes,  MASTER,", she replied and moving from one to the other of
them,  she  wrapped her arms around their necks and kissed them deeply
on  the  mouth.  She kissed each of them just long enough to make sure
that  their  cocks  were  stirring  in  their  pants  and when she had
finished she moved back to my side and hooked her arm in mine.
      "Bring  your  luggage  on  in  guys," I said, "we've got alot of
catching up to do!
      Monica  prepared  a nice meal for us all as we sat in the living
room  and  talked  about what all had occured in the year since we had
seen  each  other.  While it was cooking she set up the card-table and
chairs  in  the living room, doing an excellent job of showing off her
sweet little body to my friends in the process.
     "Are we gonna play cards?", asked Tony.
      "Yep,  I  thought  after we ate dinner we'd play a little poker.
The  winner  for  the  evening  gets  to  have  Monica  sleep with him
tonight."
      The  idea of winning Monica for the evening excited all of them,
and I knew we would have a spirited night of poker.
      Before  long  Monica announced that dinner was served and we sat
around  the  dining  room table and enjoyed the excellent meal she had
prepared.   Monica  was  allowed  to eat in the room with us, standing
and  eating  from  her  plate  on  the serving board at the end of the
room.   We sat around the table afterward, allowing our food to settle
and  giving  Monica  a  chance  to  remove the dishes and clean up the
kitchen  before  moving  into  the  living room once more to begin the
card  playing.  My friends seemed to really be enjoying themselves and
were  certainly  warming  to  the idea of having a sexy young slave at
their disposal for the weekend.
      While  the  cards  were shuffled and dealt I invited the guys to
feel  free  to touch Monica whenever or however they pleased, and told
them  that  they  would  find  her  very  receptive to everything that
happened  the rest of the evening.  I didn't have to say any more than
that  and  as she moved around the table bringing us drinks and snacks
they  each  reached  out to fondle her ass and legs and tits, allowing
their   hands  to  roam  up  under  the  short  dress.   Monica  stood
obediently  still whenever she was being fondled and did not move away
until  she  recieved a sign from me to do so.  As I had instructed she
did  not  speak unless spoken to and although it was obvious to all of
us  that  she  was  extremely  excited,  she  stood quietly and merely
closed her eyes when she was being fondled.
      After a couple of rounds of being fondled, I asked Monica if she
was enjoying herself.
      "Oh yes, MASTER, you're friends are very nice and its so kind of
you to allow me to serve them!", she replied with a smile.
      "Good  girl!   Remove  your  dress  and  panties  now Monica," I
instructed in a level voice.
       Monica  lifted  the short dress over her head and slid the tiny
panties  off her ass, twisting her hips slightly to the right and then
to  the  left  as  she  worked  them  lower  and  stepped out of them.
Tossing  the  dress  and the panties on the floor beside her she stood
quietly  allowing  us  all to look at her nakedness.  We all stared at
her  with  interest  and  the other guys complimented her on her perky
tits  and  her nicely trimmed bush.  Upon my signal she turned around,
allowing  them  to  observe  her  tight  young ass which elicited more
compliments from them.
      "You may lay in the floor and finger-fuck yourself now, Monica,"
I said.
      She  lay on her back in the floor near the table and opening her
legs  wide  and  bending  her  knees  she  began  rubbing her clit and
working  her  fingers  in  and out of her pussy.  After watching for a
few  moments  we  continued  to play cards, only occasionally glancing
over at her as she fingered herself to the brink of an orgasm.
     "May I pleeeeasssee cummmmmmmm now MASTER!!??" she moaned.
     "Do you need to come badly, my little slut?"
     "Oh yesssss, MASTER, I need to come soooooo badddddd!!!!"
      "Will  you  suck us all if I let you come now, little slave slut
whore?"
       "Oh   yesssss,  MASTER!!!!,  I  love  to  suck  cocks...please,
pleaseee, let me come now, Pleassssssssseee!!!!"
      "You'll crawl under the table and take our cum if I let you come
now, Monica?"
      "Anythingggg,  MASTER,  you  know  I'll  do  anythinggggg,  just
please, oh, please let me come!!!!!!"
      "You  may come then my little cock-sucking slave," I said with a
smile and a wink to my friends.
      We  all  watched  as Monica hunched her naked hips into the air,
using  both  hands  on her dripping wet fuck hole.  With her left hand
she  was  rubbing her clit and she had three fingers of her right hand
deep  in  her  cunt,  pumping  them  in and out as if she needed to be
fucked more than anything else in the world.
      Finally  with a loud moan the rapid thrusting of her hips turned
into  a  slow,  rythmic, circular hunch, and her orgasm began sweeping
over  her.   Her  moans  became  animal  grunts  and  the sound of her
fingers  fucking  in  and  out of her sloppy wet hole filled the room.
Finally   her  grunting  and  fingering  slowed  to  a  stop  and  she
collapsed, a sweaty, panting, trembling bundle of skin and juice.
      We continued to play cards as she recouped her energy, and after
about  ten minutes  she crawled on her hands and knees under the table
to  begin  her  service of our cocks.  I felt her mouth nibbling at my
cock  through  my pants, but aware of the excitement of my friends and
wanting  her  mouth  to  already be wet with cum when she sucked me, I
pushed  her  head  away  and  toward  Tony's  lap who was seated to my
right.
      She  took  her time with each man, licking and kissing each dick
as  if  it  were  a  lollipop.  She made it very obvious to each of us
that  cock-sucking  was  indeed  something  which  she did because she
liked  it,  no...loved  it,  and  not simply because she was my slave.
Each  of us in turn spilled our hot fuck into her eager mouth and felt
the  lingering  sucking  of  her  mouth  afterward milking and drawing
every little drop of spunk from us into her hungrily.
      By the time she had finished sucking us all we had completed the
previously  specified  number  of  hands  and had declared a proud and
happy  Tony  the nights winner.  I explained to Tony that Monica would
spend  the  night  in  the  bed  with him, and that he could choose to
sleep if he desired, or he could use her in anyway he chose.
      "Just  remember,"  I  said  with a smile, "that we have two more
days  to go, and if you wind up sleeping all day tomorrow, you'll miss
some fun."
      While  Tony  contemplated his delicious dilema, I told the group
that  it  was still a bit early to call it a night, and suggested that
we  each  take turns fucking Monica in her bed until it got to be bed-
time.    They  all  agreed,  and  I  send  Monica  into  the  bedroom,
instructing  her  to  lay on her back and take us all until we decided
to  stop.  She did as I requested, and allowing my friends to go first
once  more, we began filling her cunt with cum one at a time, watching
tv  in  the  living  room in between fucks, allowing our cocks to rest
and our balls to refill with more cum to pump into her.
      The  first  time  I  fucked her I discovered that she had merely
been  fucked in her middle fuck hole by the other guys and I of course
reminded  them  that  she  did  have  two other holes in which to take
cum.   On  my  second  trip  into the bedroom to pump her I discovered
that  they  had  taken  my  advice and her ass and mouth had both been
shot  into  on  the  second  round.  Gradually the guys began dropping
out,  Tony  because  he  had  the  rest  of the night, and Jack simply
because  he couldn't get it up any more.  Mark finally decided that he
was  ready  for bed and I entered the bedroom for the last time of the
night  to hold Monica and talk to her about the evening before sending
her to Tony's bed for the night.
      Realizing  how  dripping  wet she was with sweat and cum and her
own  juices,  I suggested that she take a warm bath following our talk
so that she would be nice and clean for Tony.
      "You've  been  a  very obedient and extremely pleasing slave, my
sweet darling slut" I said proudly.
      "Oh, MASTER, I've had a wonderful evening.  I really wish that I
could  sleep  in your arms tonight, but I understand you're wanting to
share  my body with your friends.  I loved the cum and the hard bodies
laying  on  me  fucking  my  holes  with  their hard cocks, and I look
forward  to  being  your  slave  tomorrow as well.  Thank you so much,
MASTER,  for  knowing  who  I  am  and  what I am, and for using me so
wonderfully!"
     Kissing  my  precious wife warmly on her full lips I sent her off
to  her  bath  and  rolling  onto my side fell asleep with a contented
smile  on  my  face,  knowing  that Tony had won the poker game of his
life.
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