The silence was deafening. And although we had repeatedly spoken at length in preparation for this evening, we knew that talking about it now – though it might be stimulating – might also jinx the occasion. Plus, the mental images that we were likely both having might have been just as stimulating. We had discussed it enough and we both knew it was time to put our plan into action. Therefore, we both sat silently watching the car lights and dark landscape pass as we drove.

There were so many inappropriate thoughts going through my happily married mind regarding the coming evening that I was literally a little light-headed. What would I do? How would be I accepted? How many men would there be? How would I be treated and how would I respond? As a conservative, married woman my thoughts were technically so wrong, but they were so hot! The images in my mind were quickly making me moist, but I kept them safe in my head for now. I know he was probably struggling with the same thing. How would his wife be treated? How would he feel seeing his wife touched and used by strange men? How would he feel if I liked it? If he liked it? But, this was his idea so if it went badly, it was his fault, right? Well, maybe.

We both knew our plan, we also knew the risk. Not only the risk of things NOT going the way we planned, but the risk of them going the way we planned, and us not being able to deal with the results. So we’d have to share the blame I suppose. Regardless, we had planned this for months and we were committed to going through with it and seeing how it went.

After several more miles of silence, he reached over, touching my stocking-clad leg, slowly sliding his hand up just under my skirt until he reached the lacy top where my garter was attached. This sent an electric rush directly to my bare vagina, now slightly more than moist with the growing anticipation.

“Are you nervous?” DJ asked quietly.

“A little,” I responded, as he continued to slide his hand further up, now on my bare skin.

I instinctively opened my legs, knowing… hoping… that he would continue. He did. He proceeded gently, and with just a finger, touched my perfectly smooth, now obviously wet pussy lips ever so lightly. I let out a subtle gasp as a wave of excitement shot through me. He stopped there. I wanted him to continue and slide his finger in me…I even parted my legs a little further to encourage him, but no, he knew how to tease me. I hated that. And I loved it.

“Mmmm this feels too wet to be nervous… feels more like excited,” he said with a grin, slowly removing his hand.

“Maybe a little of both,” I replied, disappointed that he’d pulled away. But I took the opportunity to hike my skirt up a little more, exposing myself almost fully. I then slid down in the seat and spread my legs wider making him smile. He knew where this was going. Without hesitating I slid my middle finger into my wetness, lubricating it well, and then proceeded to rub my swelling clit. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes as I circled my nub with increasing pressure. I knew we were now only a few miles away from our destination and really wanted to edge myself close to my first orgasm before we arrived. I was already almost there, lost in thought and self-stimulation, so a quick, successful orgasm was almost guaranteed.

I was startled back to reality with the jolt of the car being placed into Park and his words of "Here we are" breaking the euphoric silence. My foreplay was cut short and I quickly pulled my skirt down, composed myself and came back to life.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"I am," I replied quickly so as not to allow myself time to overthink or fairly assess what we were getting in to.

He got out and opened my door and we walked hand in hand to the dimly lit entrance, my heels clicking on the pavement. There were a couple of men standing outside smoking. One of them politely commented on my appearance and opened the door for us. We approached the counter and presented the membership card that my husband had purchased earlier when scoping the place out to make sure it was safe.

"Couples theater down the hall first door on the right," the attendant said as he boldly ogled me from head to toe.

We walked down the darkening hall and opened the theater door as he buzzed us in. The light from the video playing was blinding at first, but our eyes finally adjusted to see at least half a dozen single men in the room; we were the only couple. Several men were sitting on couches facing the screen and a few were standing along the back wall. As we looked closer, we couldn't help but notice that all eyes were now on us, more so me, and that several of the men had already opened their pants and were slowly stroking themselves.  I started to feel that nervous energy again rushing to all of my sensitive areas.

We moved to the rear of the room and noticed eyes following us. There was a small room at the rear of the theater with a window facing the screen and a couple of folding chairs, not much else.  We entered, hoping to seclude ourselves long enough to get prepared and figure out our next move. The room was small but we could control it a little better. The couches out front were much more comfortable but left us much more exposed. Both had their distinctive advantages and disadvantages, but we decided to stay secluded this trip. 

DJ sat down and motioned for me to sit next to him. We looked out the glass and watched the movie for only a couple seconds before his hand had slid up my thigh and found my clit. He circled it only briefly before inserting a finger into my dripping hole, and then two, and began to finger me hard. I spread my legs and adjusted to make access as easy as possible for him. I needed it so badly by now, and his aggressive touch felt good. I impulsively reached over and opened his pants and pulled his swollen cock out and began stroking. It felt wonderful in my hand; hot, throbbing, erect and dying to be used!

I couldn't help but notice that something had his attention. A couple of the men had moved into the doorway of the small room and were standing with their dicks in their hands, slowly stroking as they watched the action unfold.

“Look at their dicks,” DJ said discreetly.

His comment caught me off guard a little, but their dicks were impressive. I moaned and squeezed DJ's cock, bringing his attention back to me.  I realized that I was turned on by being watched. I liked the feeling. I made eye contact with one of the men and a jolt shot through me, straight to my cunt now desperate for more than a finger or two. Knowing that they were getting off on us had obviously loosened my inhibitions a little more.

I liked being the center of attention and now felt compelled to perform for them. With my other hand, I raised my shirt and unclipped the front release on my bra, releasing my large, natural breasts. They dropped slightly and fell into the perfect view of the two gentlemen. They both moaned a moan of approval and their stroking got noticeably more intense.  I was now on the verge of orgasm and needed a dick in me. I pulled DJ’s fingers out of me and tugged on his cock at the same time.

"Fuck me," I said. "I need you to fuck me!" was all that I needed to say for him to get the message.

I leaned back in my chair, fixing my shirt so that my tits and now erect nipples were on full, unobstructed display for our audience which had now grown as two more men were outside of the glass watching the intensifying show. I raised my legs and placed my heels on the window ledge in front of us. Spreading wide, I exposed the wet, pink, inner folds of my pussy and my now gaping, hungry hole for perfect viewing of the horny men looking on. That thrill shot through me again as they responded exactly as I had hoped. I was getting more bold, and horny, by the minute. I needed to be filled, stretched and properly penetrated right now, but the sight of four strangers pumping their dicks in front of me, likely hoping that they may get lucky enough to slide those dicks inside of me was almost driving me to climax alone!

I couldn’t help but notice that DJ was again mildly distracted by the group of strangers exposing themselves so freely, but my orgasmic body was now taking control and any inhibitions were virtually gone. I was now operating on pure animal lust.

DJ stood and moved between my legs with his back to the glass. He dropped his pants and moved closer, holding his shaft and aiming the beautiful pink head directly at my dripping opening. Without hesitation, he buried his dick in me clear to the balls, smacking my clit and driving me wild. He pulled completely out and did it once more. SLAM! Hard into me again with one long thrust.

He then began a slow and steady proper fucking of my desperate pussy, abusing my sensitive clit perfectly with each pump. I came immediately and my lust grew more intense. I could feel my juices start to flow. I began to rub my breasts as I came again, throwing my head back.  I opened my eyes briefly to see that the men had moved close, very close, and now all four were IN the small room with us.

"Can we touch her?" I heard one of them ask DJ.

"Absolutely!" I heard him reply without missing a stroke.

I was somewhat surprised, but admittedly more intensely aroused by hearing him give them his permission to “use” me. I was elated. After all, that's what we both came here for, and so far I was loving the feeling of playing a slutty, hot, wife.

After being told it was ok, one reached out and began squeezing and groping my massive tits while still stroking his erection. I felt another hand on my left thigh, caressing it gently and then moving up to brush my clit between DJ's thrusts. The strangers' hands groping me sent me over the edge and I let out a scream and came hard again. I shuddered and creamed all over his cock as he held it deep inside of me until my orgasm passed. I opened my eyes and smiled at DJ letting him know that this was incredible!

Knowing that these men were being stimulated by me, my body, longing for me to help them relieve their most primitive urges was having the same effect on me as it was on them. Knowing that they were looking at me as just a dirty whore right now, there to be willingly used by a group of men, was making me get into the role even more.

I then felt a touch on my cheek. I looked to the left and the one who was fondling my breasts had his cock perfectly positioned at my mouth. Without hesitation, I opened my mouth and let him in and began to suck him hard. I was so turned on that now I just wanted, no needed more, and a hard dick in my mouth was just what I needed.

DJ had slowed his thrusts, likely trying to postpone cumming as he watched me frantically blow this stranger like a woman possessed. I opened my throat as best I could as he began to fuck my face. Oh, the sensation of a cock in my pussy, a strangers’ cock in my mouth and another rubbing my clit all at the same time was ecstasy like I had never imagined!

It didn't take but a minute or so and I heard my blowjob getting close. He grunted and then instantly I felt my mouth being flooded with his hot sperm. He shot one, two, three jets of cum into my waiting mouth and I swallowed every drop so quickly that I didn’t get to enjoy the thrill or the taste of the strange mans' cum in my mouth. He then quickly pulled out and disappeared.

No sooner had he moved away, I felt the grip on my thigh suddenly tighten and then without warning, that gentleman, with a final few strokes, released his load of cum across my stomach, chest and even a spurt up onto my chin. Warm, wet, heavy ropes of semen landed on me, stimulating my skin. I could feel it slowly running down my sides as he grunted to completion on my willing body and then quickly made his way out of the room as well, hurriedly saying "Thanks," as he walked away.

DJ had pulled out of my very sloppy cunt, now just watching the show. He was undoubtedly amazed by my enthusiasm and just trying not to ejaculate. I knew he had to be close.

The last two men who were watching had taken matters into their own hands while waiting and one had dropped to his knees and was cautiously sucking the other off while stroking his own very large dick. His shaft was thick and long, and if I can be honest, perfect for fucking. But, I wasn’t expecting that I’d have that pleasure, at least not tonight. 

When they noticed that the others had left, they stood and moved closer.

"Can I fuck her?" the kneeling gentleman asked DJ, "I have a condom."

"Sorry, her pussy is mine," DJ replied politely but sternly. "That's the rule." His tone left no room for negotiation.

Obviously disappointed, he conceded, but quickly reached out and touched my swollen pussy, dipping his fingers in me and rubbing my sweet, creamy, orgasmic discharge all over my lips and clit as he stroked his dick with his other hand. We both moaned with pleasure as the sensation was mutually enjoyable.

By now his friend had found my empty mouth and decided to let me take up where his buddy had left off.

“Suck it!” he said to me forcefully, but I didn’t mind.

With the last strangers' cum still languishing in my throat, I relished the idea of another blowjob. I enthusiastically began sucking his throbbing shaft and could already taste the precum seeping onto my tongue. DJ had put his dick back into me and was again fucking me now hard and fast as he, and the man rubbing my clit watched me devour yet another anonymous cock.

It wasn't long until my head was being held tight as he pushed his dick into my mouth as far as he could, and with a loud groan unleashed a torrent of salty cum down my throat. I choked and gagged a bit and pushed him out of my throat forcing him to finish on my tongue, this time allowing me to taste his juice. I took it all, swallowing multiple times to keep from losing any. I came again, too, losing count of my own orgasms by now. My vagina was numb at this point, but the orgasms were still incredible.

Still in a state of distracted euphoria sucking every last drop from the cock in my mouth, I vividly hear a familiar voice, almost pleading;

“Can I jack you off? Can I jack you off?!”

It was DJ! I looked down to see him reaching out to pump the last guys dick. The sight drove me wild. And, just as that empty cock was pulling out of my mouth, his friend warned that he was cumming. And, just like that, he did. DJ stroked his meat like it was his own and added a large load of cum to the now sticky, drying cum that was already deposited on my body earlier.

He shot everywhere, hard. I got a shot on the cheek, then my chest, depositing a thick, warm glob on my sensitive nipple. Finally, he repositioned his weapon, and then my straight, unassuming husband selfishly finished pumping the last bursts of cum out of this stranger, aiming it intentionally at my pussy! I'm sure he was hoping it might shoot far enough to land on him, but the last of this seemingly endless load landed in my thin strip of pubic hair and ran down over my clit, with very little ending up on DJ's dick as he was sliding into me. I let out a moan, and knowing what he wanted I reached down and rubbed the cum around my pussy lips and onto DJ’s cock with my cum covered hand.

I knew that would do it. Feeling the stranger's warm cum put him over the edge and he pounded me hard just a few more times and then exploded with a fury deep inside of my pulsing, orgasmic cunt as its spasming contractions uncontrollably milked every last drop from deep within him.

By now both men had gone. DJ pulled slowly out of my sensitive hole causing me to shudder and squeal. I could feel cum, lots of cum, running out of my abused cunt, down my pussy lips and between my butt cheeks, teasing my tight little asshole before it dripped onto the hard floor with a splat. I sat up, put myself together and allowed a little more to drip out of me before standing up. I left the sticky cum on my body as I snapped my bra and pulled my shirt down. DJ tucked his tired, spent cock back into his pants and zipped up and we casually left the theater, straightening and fixing ourselves as we went.

The ride home was quiet, too, with new thoughts frantically running through my head. What just happened? That was incredible! I love the way this cum feels drying on my body. Does he think I'm a slut now? Though I wasn't sure what to feel, and I didn't know what he was thinking, I knew that I was probably more turned on than I should be. My pussy was still leaking and I had to reach down and push the remaining cum back inside of me so as not to stain the seat. A downside to not wearing panties, but it was sexy, especially knowing that some of it likely belonged to that last big cock that DJ unloaded on my clit – and his own shaft.

We quietly went inside and he followed me into the bathroom. We undressed and he turned and lifted me gently on to the vanity. I was shocked as he spread my legs, knelt down and repeatedly ran his tongue the length of my unwashed pussy lips from bottom to top, each time inserting it as deep as he could into my cummy hole, undoubtedly trying to get at the mixed semen hidden inside of me.

Oh, this was hot!

He then turned on the shower and silently led me in. He began to intentionally rub the strangers' cum on my stomach and chest, moaning as he did. He bent down and paid special attention to the dried cum covering my nipple, sucking it clean before looking up and smiling at me. I reached down to feel his erection rock hard again. He kissed me, probing my sticky mouth with his tongue, striving to taste the remnants of the two loads of cum that were deposited there earlier. His moans indicated tasty success. It was obvious that he was giving me a silent, but direct message. This surprising interest in the other men's cum was now driving me crazy. I was instantly turned on again.

No words were spoken. We washed and then made love, both of us silently reliving the events of the night, but my mind continued going back to the surprises of the evening. I thought that this was about sharing me, but…maybe there was an ulterior motive.

Since then, we have relived that night quite often while having sex. And, while the details are still uncertain, it is quite clear that another similar adventure is inevitable.  I look forward to planning the next event. Though, we both agree it will have a slightly different twist this time!

I can’t wait.