It was Autumn, roughly eleven or twelve years ago. That Fall was a warm one, and our boys started back to school. As the boys got older, my wife, Anne, and I had agreed to try to wrap up our alternative lifestyle indulgence at the start of the next year. We planned to indulge quite a bit that fall, however, so we could go out with the proverbial bang, pun intended. In addition to playing the role of cuckold and reclaiming husband with Anne, I also played the role of the bull for Anne's friend Samantha and her cuckolded husband Mark. Needless to say, Anne and I had quite a few erotic irons in the fire as we went through the month of September.

And to top it all off, one thing I knew was that Anne and I both shared a pregnancy fantasy. And I am not sure if I would have gone along with it if it were not for the fact that I was serving as Samantha's bull at the time, and with that came her desire for me to knock her up. My visits to Samantha fueled my confidence, and the fact that I might soon sire a child with her meant that I was less jealous and more turned on by the thought of my wife bearing a child with Alex, George, or Andre.

One Thursday morning that September, Anne announced that she would be partying the following night with Andre, and possibly some of his friends. She had arranged the whole thing and declared that I was welcome to participate if I could make arrangements for the kids. Her being so matter-of-fact about it turned me on.

"Assuming you can arrange a sleepover, I'll leave a room key in my car. You show up with my extra car key, and boom, you can join in the fun. Our room is just for us. The party room is in Andre's or George's name. Anyway, when you arrive at our room, you'll receive additional instructions. It'll be kind of like a scavenger hunt,” Anne said.

She smiled playfully while I took all of this in. I nodded and agreed to play along. Getting my parents to watch the kids for the night was relatively easy, so that Friday, when I returned home from work and noticed no sign of Anne, I knew that the game was truly afoot. I was not sure how long she might have been at the hotel, or precisely who she was with, but I knew that it would be hot.

I quickly grabbed a small dinner, then drove over to the familiar hotel parking lot. Anne and I were almost regulars there now, which made me wonder how much the hotel staff thought they knew about what was actually happening. I found Anne's car, opened it with the spare key, and sure enough, on the passenger seat, there was a small envelope with a room key and room number written on it.

I was sweating in anticipation as I made my way into the hotel and ultimately to Anne's and my room. In the room, I found one more simple instruction. A small, white notecard read, "Room 175. Do NOT knock, just some in, who knows what you'll see? I'm sure it will be fun!"

Anne had drawn a big heart under the handwritten note. I was nervous and excited at the same time, as I made my way to room one seven five. I had not been able to think about anything other than watching Anne with another man all day, and as I walked down the hallway, my rock-hard cock throbbed in my pants. I wondered who, if anyone, Anne might be with in addition to Andre? A one-on-one session for the two of them would be hot, but an additional cock or two would be even better.

After a seemingly endless walk, I found the room. I was a little worried about what might really happen if I walked in on my wife and Andre mid-fuck session, but we were all experienced, and I had my instructions. And sure enough, when I swiped my key and opened the door, I was face-to-face with my naked wife, who was in the process of being fucked from behind by Andre. I quickly allowed the door to slam shut and told them both to keep going. But they did not need to hear that, as they barely noticed.

Anne was moaning and occasionally crying out in pleasure, while Andre was sweating, breathing heavily, and grunting rhythmically. I could also hear the glorious sound of his thighs and nuts slapping against my wife's voluptuous ass. I immediately began taking off my clothes. I wondered how long they had been fucking. The room smelled like sex, and my wife's hair was a mess, so I assumed they were well into their pleasure fest. I also wondered if Anne had told Andre about her fantasy.

Just as I had that thought, Anne cried out, "Fuck yeah. Cum in me! I want you to put a Black baby in me, please!"

And then I knew that Anne and Andre were already treating this as a breeding session. I was suddenly even more turned on than I had been before. Moments after Anne cried out, I heard Andre grunt sharply, along with a pause in the rhythmic slapping. Then he groaned and slumped over my wife's back. Andre had just pumped my wife's unprotected pussy full of cum. As he finished, he and Anne kissed and made quiet, sexy talk on the bed, until Andre straightened himself and pulled out.

Anne had rolled onto her back, and before she could say anything, I pulled her to the base of the bed by her feet, and entered her freshly used cunt in the missionary position, while standing at the bottom of the bed, holding her legs. She felt pleasantly sloppy and warm, and just as I began thrusting rhythmically, I noticed a flurry of activity from Andre, as he quickly dressed himself, phone in hand, and rushed out the door.

Anne noticed and said sarcastically, "Hmmm, I wonder what that could be about?"

It was then that I realized that something bigger was planned. I continued pumping away, enjoying the sensation of Anne's used cunt, but just as I suspected, about two minutes later, Andre, along with a group of eight or nine young, buff Black men from the gym, burst into the room, shouting "Surprise!", among other things. I immediately withdrew from Anne, prior to cumming. I had enjoyed my sloppy seconds, but I had a feeling I would enjoy whatever was happening next even more if I had not yet cum.

Anne had wrapped herself in a sheet, and I threw her cocktail dress over to her so she could at least partially cover up. As for her sweater, bra, and panties, I had no idea where any of those clothing items had ended up, but it did not really matter. My rock-hard cock betrayed how much I was getting off, watching these men eagerly, laughingly, ogle my partially nude wife.

Anne had quickly thrown her dress on and began introducing herself to the men, while Andre introduced me as well. I had begun dressing again, as I suspected there was a larger plan.

Andre confirmed that, saying, "Excuse us, but um, you don't mind if I help my fellow training partners get to know your wife a little better? We're just going to, uh, borrow her for a while, but we'll let you know when we've uh, finished making acquaintances."

I said, "Sure - but Anne, you better be ready for me to reclaim you later. I have a feeling a little more than small talk might be going on here..."

I trailed off and then laughed, and then everyone else did as well. I told Andre and his crew to help themselves to my wife, but I wanted to be pulled back into the action at some point. They all agreed, and Anne assured me that she would be more than ready to be reclaimed later that night. I made myself busy hanging out at the hotel bar and kept myself in the mood by exchanging some sexy texts with Samantha, setting up our next rendezvous.

About two hours later, I received a call on my cell phone from Anne, who clearly had me on speaker.

"Hey, babe," she said, "I'm coming back to our room. Lee is walking me back. Love you, gotta go!"

I wondered who Lee was, but I figured he was part of the gaggle of men who had come by Andre's room earlier. I had heard a lot of voices in the background, and my guess was that the "party" was breaking up. I could not wait to hear my wife's description of the evening, as well as what would come after. My balls ached from earlier, and my texts with Samantha had made me extra horny.

When the door to the room opened, the first thing I saw was a young, muscular, fully clothed Black man, carrying a duffel bag in one hand and holding someone else's hand in the other. Then Anne came into the picture, entering behind him. Anne was barefoot, wearing only her cocktail dress, and a lot of cum. What I mean by that is that Anne's face, hair, upper chest, and the front of her once pristine dress were completely covered in jizz.

"Oh my God,” I said.

Anne laughed and said, "Do you like me this? I'm a little drunk and a little high, and me and those boys? We had one hell of a good time, right Lee?"

Lee looked at me nervously and then said, "Yes."

Normally, I would want Anne to begin regaling me with the events of the evening, but in this case, I started blurting out questions, not even caring that Lee was in the room. The other thing I started doing was getting naked again. I noticed that Lee was loosening his belt buckle and kicking off his shoes as well.

I exclaimed to Anne, "Wow, just wow, babe! Did everyone just lie, cum on your face? This is so hot!"

Anne responded, "Not everybody. I think I took seven loads on my face and my dress, which I'll regret tomorrow. And I think a couple in my coochie, right, Lee?"

Lee, who was now also nude, responded, "Sounds right. And I didn't get to go. Anne wanted me to come back here, so you could watch."

Then Lee said, thoughtfully, "By the way, Anne, your panties, shoes, and bra are in my bag. Just thought you should know."

Anne thanked him and smiled, then turned her attention back to me. Anne asked me if I was good with watching her receive her final fucking of the night, and I let her know that I was good with it, on one condition. And that condition was that she had young Lee cum in her pussy, instead of anywhere else. Anne agreed to the stipulation as I removed her filthy dress.

Anne sat on the edge of the bed, legs spread, and began sucking Lee's average length, but extraordinarily fat, cock. I knew my role in this scenario, so I knelt between Anne's legs and began eating her well fucked pussy. Anne stank of cum, sweat, and he own juices, but I did not care in the heat of the moment. I knew that I would soon be relieving my badly aching balls, so I made sure that Anne enjoyed the oral experience, and that she was wet enough for Lee's manhood.

Soon, both Anne and Lee had had their fill of oral for the moment, and Lee pulled Anne up to her feet, then turned her around, bent her over, and pushed his thick, massive dong into her pussy. Anne let out a moan, while Lee grunted his satisfaction. He began slowly thrusting, and when he went in balls deep, Anne let out a yelp.

"God, you're thick,” Anne moaned.

Le began thrusting harder now, and I began pumping my cock in anticipation of my turn. I had to pace myself, as Lee lasted a little longer than I expected, but at about the five-minute mark, Lee let out a moan that told me he was close.

I said, "Anne, baby, does he know what you want? You'd better tell him."

Anne said, "Oh God, Lee. Yeah, baby, cum in my pussy. He knows what I want, right? Tell hubby."

Lee responded, slowing his thrusting for a few seconds, "Yeah, man. She wants a baby, right? You want me to put a baby in her, right?"

I said, "Fuck yeah. Cum in that pussy, and knock my wife up!"

This apparently pushed Lee over the edge, as well as Anne, because in the next several seconds, Lee intensified his thrusting, Anne quivered as if she were orgasming, and then suddenly, Lee thrust himself balls deep into Anne and left his cock there, letting out a lustful groan in the process. He was pumping her full of cum, and I was watching. I could not have been any more turned on in that moment.

Anne groaned in pleasure as well as Lee's pulsating cock and balls painted her womb with fresh, hot semen. I leaned onto the bed near where Anne's head was positioned and kissed her passionately, with lots of tongue.

Anne said, "Did you like that baby? You want your turn, right?"

I said, "Yes and yes!" and then laughed.

I got behind Anne as Lee withdrew his spent penis. Some of Lee's cum was dripping from Anne's distended labia as I entered her from behind. With her cunt slick with cum and lube, I slid in easily and felt the pleasant heat of her soiled pussy. As I fucked Anne harder and harder, I could see and feel Lee's big load running down Anne's inner thighs and my balls. I was so turned on by how used Anne was. She smelled bad, but in a good way, like someone who had been fucked and cummed on by seemingly everyone. And the sight of dried cum in her hair, coagulated cum on her face and dress, ultimately pushed me over the edge.

In a moment of extreme and intense pleasure, I pulled my throbbing cock out of Anne's filthy, cum-filled cunt and blasted multiple streams of fresh cum all over her back. I groaned in pleasure and rolled onto my back, partially on the bed, next to Anne. We kissed again and clasped hands. Then we both became aware of something that was slightly unexpected. Lee was still there, fully naked, sitting in one of the hotel room chairs.

Lee looked over at us and said, "Damn. That was hot!"

Anne said, "Yeah, it was. Everything good with you?"

Lee looked back and forth at Anne and I, and then said, sheepishly, "Hey, do you guys mind if I stay here tonight? I promise I'll be gone early in the morning."

Anne immediately said, "Of course! This is a king sized bed, just make yourself at home."

So that Friday night, I ended up sleeping with both Anne and Lee in the bed, with Anne sandwiched between us. We all slept naked, and we all fell asleep pretty much immediately. With all of the crazy events of the night, I was not sure of the time, but it had to have been fairly early, relative to a normal Friday night.

The next thing I recall from that wild night is being gradually awakened by sounds and movement coming from my left. I was sleeping on my back, on the edge of the bed, with my right arm almost hanging off. I did not fully open my eyes, and at first I simply tried to make sense of the sounds. But suddenly, I noticed through barely open eyes that Anne was sitting on the other side of the bed, facing the headboard. I could see that she was kind of moving and could hear her softly whispering and breathing, and then it hit me. She was not sitting on the bed; she was trying to stay quiet while sitting on Lee's big cock.

Lee was doing his best to stay quiet as well, but now that I knew what was going on, I could tell for certain. My wife was fucking the young black man who had slept in our bed, and from the muted sounds Lee was making, I could tell that she was doing a good job!

I pretended to stay asleep, and allowed my cock to get rock hard, as I listened to Anne whisper dirty talk to Lee.

Anne whispered, "Oh, I want you to cum in me, Lee. I want you to give me a Black baby."

She continued whispering variations of this for the next couple of minutes, until Lee finally shot his Blacky baby-making fluid into my wife's well-used, and stretched out cunt. I stayed quiet and continued to feign sleep. I heard some further commotion, as it sounded like at one point Lee left, and at another point I heard what sounded like Anne taking a shower.

When Anne finally came out of the shower on that Saturday morning, I acted as if I was just waking up. Anne and I kissed and got ready to go back home for the rest of the weekend. I was a little jealous that Anne did not mention anything about her second round with Lee, but at the same time, her behavior kind of turned me on. Instead of just realizing a fantasy, this now gave the morning an extra aspect of dirtiness, in that Anne pretty much cheated on me.

I was not super concerned, however, because I had a get together with my mistress, Samantha, scheduled for the following morning, so even though Anne did not describe her second encounter with Lee, or offer sloppy seconds, I did not care because my experience the night previous had been incredible, and the ongoing affair with Samantha boosted my manly confidence significantly.

The following day, a Sunday, was when I was supposed to meet up with Samantha. She had texted me and asked me to meet her at a local park, which mostly consisted of a running trail and a large wooded area. Samantha was not a runner, but I knew she had been working out more frequently, along with her husband. I also knew that he was in on their game, similar to my situation with my wife. At the time, I figured that her pretending to go for a run was part of the game, and ultimately, I believe I was right.

Samantha and I met just after noon, both dressed in running attire. It was warm, and there were a lot of people in the park, but Samantha seemed to have researched an ideal place for a fuck session. We started out running on the path, like any other pair of runners, but quickly veered off. onto an unofficial trail someone had hacked in the woody underbrush. After about a minute, the trail ended, and we slowed down. We were both panting and sweating.

Samantha said, "Ok, now we just go a little further into the woods, and we can...you know."

I smiled and said, "Oh, I know."

I followed her into the woods. We kissed and engaged in foreplay for a while in front of a rather tall tree, whose leaves were just starting to turn yellow, ahead of the coming Fall season. I remember kneeling down in front of Samantha and pulling her running shorts down. She had not worn panties, and I quickly went down on her, right there in the park. I still remember how much I loved the taste of her vagina, especially when she had worked up a good sweat.

Before long, neither of us could take the anticipation any longer, and when I stood up, she dutifully turned around, leaned against the tree with her arms, and aimed her big, round butt right at my throbbing cock. I remember sliding into her easily, and in the heat of the moment, outdoors, and with voices in the distance, I was overwhelmed and came, almost instantly.

But thanks to my ED medication, I stayed hard and kept going, without even slowing down. I felt my cock start to get a little flaccid, and I think my libido may have tailed off a little, but after a couple of minutes of persistent pumping and thrusting, I was back in the game and enjoying the ride. Samantha was as well, and as we started fucking harder, she and I both got a little carried away with our moans and dirty talk, given our proximity to a public park.

After about five solid minutes of hard, outdoor sex, I was finally ready to cum again. I grabbed Samantha's ample hips, gently bit her neck, and thrust my cock in deep, as far as it would go. This time, I let out a deep groan as I emptied my balls for a second time, and this time, Samantha knew it.

"Oh yeah,” she said, "Fucking cum inside me. I want it!"

When I had finished, I slapped her ass, and then we kissed. We exchanged a few pleasantries and then headed back down to the trail. Once we were walking again, we briefly mentioned Samantha and Mark's pregnancy fantasy.

Samantha said, "I think you may have done it that time. I can feel it running down my leg already. There was a lot."

I smiled and said, "See what you do to me? Oh, and that's because I came twice."

She laughed, and I said, "Time will tell. You're sure Mark is OK with this?"

She responded, "Just like you are with Anne."

We had a quick laugh, kissed, then hopped in our cars and went our separate ways. I sensed that in the coming months, there would be more adventures and opportunities for debauchery and fun with new partners.