slim and sexy, and always gets paid lots of attention. Last year on our holiday
we had a little drunken adventure involving two other guys, and since then I
have longed to watch her getting well and truly fucked.
The chance came when we were invited to a party with some friends, but no sooner
did we all arrive but some emergency cropped up and our friends had to leave.
Doris and I decided to stay on at least for a little while, with our hosts, Mike
and Ruth, just the four of us. Mike and Ruth, who are both in their forties, had
taken a shine to Doris, plying her with drink and making very flattering remarks
about her appearance, and Doris was getting more drunk by the minute. Suddenly
the atmosphere was very sexy, and I found myself getting excited, thinking of
seeing this older couple fooling around with my lovely little wife. Neither
Doris nor I knew what they had in store for her.
When Doris had to go to the loo, Mike was right there at my side, telling me how
lucky I was to have such a beautiful "fuckable" wife. He was staring at me as he
said this, to judge my reaction, and he must have been pleased, because he then
came right out and asked if I wanted some fun. My throat was dry but of course,
I nodded yes. He said, "Doris is pretty drunk, I bet it's easy to get her horny,
what do you say?" Again I nodded my agreement, and he went on, "I think I know
what you would like, you want to see her getting fucked, don't you." This time I
managed a croaky "Yes" and Mike said, "Right then, we'll have her. Leave it to
us, believe me, you will enjoy watching Doris taking cock."
Next moment Doris came back into the room. I have to say that she was wearing
dark stockings and high heels, a short black skirt and a thin white top with
narrow shoulder straps. She is only just over 5ft tall, long black hair, cute
little orientalish face and a slim 32 figure. She did look good and fuckable,
just as Mike said.
Ruth gave her yet another drink, saying, "Here you are, girl, there's lots more
if you need it." Doris gulped it down and got her glass refilled immediately.
Ruth turned to her husband and said, "Doris looks really sexy tonight, doesn't
she. I would guess she's feeling horny. Do you think she would like some cock
fun with us?"
Even in her half drunken state, my wife looked up in surprise, but didn't
actually say anything, and didn't resist when Ruth led her over to the sofa. It
was a 2- seater and both of them sat down together. Mike left the room just
then, and Ruth put her arm round my wife's shoulder. She looked down at Doris's
legs, and saw that the short skirt had ridden up almost to her stocking tops. As
Doris tried to pull down the hem a bit, Ruth stopped her.
"Just leave it alone, Doris," she said. "I love your outfit, and your legs are
so lovely it's a shame to cover them up." Doris bowed her head shyly, until she
felt Ruth's hand under her chin jerking her face up. "You want something
tonight, don't you, Doris," she said. Doris was looking puzzled, her face
blushing a little. "You're drunk and horny and you want some fun," went on Ruth.
"Well, that's what you're going to get. We have plans for you, darling."
Mike had been answering the door, and came back into the room just then. Another
man was with him, and Mike introduced him as a good friend, Keith. Oh god, I
thought, this will be good, Doris is going to be well fucked tonight. I looked
towards the sofa. Ruth had her arm round my wife's shoulder, holding her tight.
"You know you're a slut, Doris, that's why you're here," she laughed. Her hand
was right between Doris's legs now, under her skirt.
Doris's mouth opened but all she could manage was a low moan. She was blushing
hard, but Ruth was still holding her face up. The men were grinning as they
stared at Doris, and Ruth laughed again. "She's wearing stockings, mmmm, we like
that! Nice bare thighs!" Then she twisted her hands into Doris's long black
hair. "Tonight, Doris," she said. "your cunt is anybody's. Do you understand?
Whoever wants your cunt can have it, and will do whatever they please with it.
You understand? Is that clear enough, my sweet Doris?"
Keith squeezed onto the sofa with the girls, and my wife seemed to be totally in
a daze, not realising that Keith had put his hand high up on her thigh. I
watched him inching it upwards, dragging the skirt with him, until his fingers
met the bare skin above Doris's stocking tops. Only now, with her skirt almost
up to her hips and bare white flesh revealed for everyone to see, did Doris
become aware of what he was doing. "No!" she gasped out, trying to cross her
legs and push his hand away.
Ruth immediately gripped her arms, holding her still. Doris tried to struggle
away, but Keith managed to get her legs across his lap, and of course the little
skirt went right up round her waist. Now we could see not just her stocking tops
and suspender straps, but also her tiny black panties which were barely wider
than her cunt lips.
Keith quickly took his belt and pulled Doris's hands behind her back, wrapping
the belt round her wrists. With her arms now behind her, Doris's firm little
tits jutted out enticingly, and it was an amazing sight to see her being held
down, helpless, her shapely legs slightly splayed apart, the dark stockings and
suspender straps contrasting with the creamy white bare thigh flesh above the
stocking tops. Her eyes were glazed slightly, and she was starting to sob. She
had a terrified look on her pretty face as she stared at Ruth. She was crying
now, confused by the drink and the speed things had happened.
Keith started to take off his clothes, and said he wanted to see what Doris's
tits were like. Like a flash Mike was pulling her top off, and suddenly my
wife's pert little tits were on display as well. "Let's see her arse now," Keith
mumbled, and immediately Doris was turned half round to expose her lovely round
arse, the thin ribbon of her black thong almost invisible between her cheeks.
She looked small and helpless and extremely vulnerable and fuckable as Keith ran
his hands up and down the back of her thighs, clenching them sometimes round her
exposed arse cheeks.
I could see his cock getting hard, just like mine, as he thought of how in just
a few minutes he would feel it inside Doris's tight cunt, and then watch
everyone else fucking her too. His hands hooked into the thong, and slowly he
pulled the scrap of material down over Doris's knees. Now my wife was almost
naked, her skirt and top crumpled round her waist, tits, cunt and arse all
bared.
Mike reached for her tits, and Doris gave out a loud squeal as he pulled roughly
at her nipples. Almost immediately I saw the points start to stiffen up, and
Doris was openly crying now, her beautiful oriental face blushing with shame as
she tried to turn away. She knew she was helpless, she knew they could do
anything they wanted to her.
Keith was stripped now, and she could see him stroking his cock to hardness by
the side of the sofa.