Our elderly neighbour George invited my husband and me round to his house for a drink on his birthday. George and I have history. I’m not sure if my husband knows or even suspects, but he suggested that I wear some revealing clothes to give George a thrill on his birthday.

While my husband was away for work, if ever I needed anything done, he told me to ask George to come round and help me.

Now, George is a bit of a lech, always making sexy comments and telling me how much he would love to play with my tits.

One particular morning when I didn’t actually need anything done, I called George and asked him to come around. I was feeling really horny, and I wondered what George would do if I actually came on to him.

To be honest, I was desperate for some cock, and I needn’t have worried; George satisfied me more than enough. When he arrived, I was only wearing my bathrobe. I left it quite open at the top so he would get a good view of my tits.

When I let him in, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. Without saying a word, I let my robe slip open, pulled him towards me, and kissed him hard on the lips. Rubbing myself against him, I could feel his cock hardening.

“I’m going to fuck you, you little whore,” George snapped at me, pulling back from my lips.

“Not here,” I whispered.

I took his hand and led him through the kitchen and into the garage.

“In there,” I told him, pointing to my husband’s SUV.

I discarded my robe and climbed into the back. Lying on the back seat, I put one leg onto the back parcel shelf and draped the other one over the back of the front seat. George now had a full view of my hungry kitty.

“Now George, get in here and fuck me,” I shouted.

It didn’t take many seconds for him to get naked.

“Old George is going to give that horny little cunt of yours the best fucking it’s ever had,” he snapped as he climbed in and knelt between my legs.

Looking down, I could see his big, hard cock pointing straight at me. There was no need for foreplay; my kitty was soaking wet and well ready for George’s big cock.

“Fuck me, George, fuck me hard,” I demanded, as he steered his cock in, right up to his balls.

“Does it turn you on fucking in the back of your husband’s car?” he asked as he withdrew his cock almost all the way out before slamming it in again.

“Definitely, especially when such a big cock is fucking me,” I replied.

“Okay, now let’s get serious,” he said as he fucked me harder and deeper, causing my first orgasm.

I let out such a scream, I wondered if my neighbours heard me. George was definitely hitting the spot, as another one followed, before George announced that he was going to fill my cunt with his cum. And fill it he certainly did; I thought he was never going to stop.

After that session, we had sex in the back of my husband’s car several times, and it was always amazing!

So, back to my story about George’s birthday.

While I was getting ready to go around to George’s house, my husband suggested that I leave my bra and knickers off, to give George a real eyeful, and a treat for his birthday. As I had already had a few drinks, I readily agreed.

While I was getting ready to go around to George’s house, my husband suggested that I leave my bra and knickers off to give George a real eyeful and a treat for his birthday. As I had already had a few drinks, I readily agreed, again.

As my husband had asked me to wear some revealing clothes and leave my bra and knickers off, I wondered if he had found out what George and I had been doing in the back of his car. If he had, was he planning for him and George to spit-roast me, something I would be well up for?

So, looking killer sexy, white blouse (several buttons left undone), very short denim skirt, no bra or knickers, and white six-inch heels, which my husband claims that every slut should wear in bed.

It was a summer night, although there was a slight nip in the air. It was just a short walk to George’s house; my nipples were sticking out quite a bit as I rang the doorbell. When George opened the door, his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

“Welcome, come in,” he said, ushering us in.

He led us into the living room; there, sitting on one sofa, were two more of our elderly neighbours, plus one other guy who we didn’t know.

“You know Malcolm and Terry, and this is Stan, one of my old army buddies,” he said, pointing to the other guy.

Now, my heart began to race; had old George planned a gang bang for me? I even wondered if George and my hubby planned this together, if hubby had found out that George had been fucking me in the back of his car.

Whichever it was, my heart raced even faster, my nipples hardened, and my kitty was getting very wet. The thought of those old guys who were leching at me, wanting to rip my clothes off and fuck my brains out, really got me horny.

My hubby and I sat on another sofa, opposite the three of them, while George sat in a chair at the side of us.

“I’d better get us some drinks,” George said, getting up and going out of the kitchen.

“G&T for you, Sue, and beer for the rest of you?” he shouted from the kitchen. We all shouted back, “Yes, please.”

George brought all the drinks back, handed them out, and settled into his armchair. We all made a lot of small talk, laughing and joking.

Hubby put a hand on my leg and started rubbing it. I opened my legs, giving the three opposite a view of my hairy kitty. Their eyes were transfixed as hubby’s hand got higher. I spread my legs wider; my kitty was now in full view as my skirt rode up almost to my waist.

“Come and sit over here, George,” my hubby said, beckoning to George. He didn’t need to be asked twice and was soon sitting beside me.

His hand was immediately rubbing my other leg. I began moaning as their hands both reached the top and were rubbing my soaking-wet kitty.

“Why don’t one of you come over here and give my wife’s pussy some attention?” my hubby said, looking over at the other three.

Malcolm came over, got on his knees, got his head between my legs, and started eating my soaking wet pussy. At this point, Terry and Stan got their cocks out and were furiously stroking them. My legs were now spread wide, and I was moaning and groaning loudly.

George and hubby soon had their cocks out; I took one in each hand and gently stroked them while Malcolm carried on eating my horny kitty.

George had undone all the buttons on my blouse and was squeezing my tits. Hubby got up and went and sat in George’s chair, telling one of the other two to take his place. Stan came over first and joined George in playing with my tits and having his cock stroked.

Malcolm, eating me out, gave me my first orgasm, and it was long and hard, too. He got up, and Terry came over and took his place, licking and sucking my kitty.

“It looks like your wife is up for a good fucking now,” George said, looking at my husband.

“Knowing what a horny slut she is, you’re probably right,” he replied.

“Fucking hell, I definitely am, you all want your cocks sucked first, do you?” I asked them.

"Yes, please, definitely,” they replied in unison.

I was ordered to stand and strip off. Gladly, I stood and removed my blouse, then I undid my skirt and threw it over the guys on the sofa.

“Fucking hell, nice tits and nice hairy cunt,” Terry shouted. The others nodded in agreement.

I did a few twirls for them all before ordering them all to strip and stand in a line. Within seconds there were five cocks standing to attention, just waiting to be sucked by this cock-sucking slut.

This cock-sucking slut was soon on her knees and ready to suck some stiff cocks.

I started with my hubby, licking his purple tip while squeezing his balls. I closed my lips around his hard cock and took quite a lot of it in my mouth. I knew he loved me to suck his big cock. I only gave him a few minutes as I didn’t want him to cum yet.

Next it was Terry's cock; it was short and thick. It fitted perfectly in my mouth; he grabbed my head and gently fucked my mouth.

“I wish my wife sucked cock like yours,” he said, looking at my hubby.

Again, I kept it short, as I didn't want him to cum yet. Terry's cock was followed by Stan's, Malcolm's, and finally by George's huge cock. I'm quite experienced at sucking George's cock, as I have sucked it many times, but I still get a thrill as it enters my mouth and rubs my throat.

Disappointingly, he pulled it out after just a few seconds, leaving me wanting more.

“Let’s all go upstairs,” George said.

I was pulled to my feet and led upstairs to George’s bedroom. I lay on my back on the bed.

Hubby sat in a chair in the corner; he and the others watched as George climbed onto the bed and got between my wide-open legs. I was soaking wet now, so he had no problem sliding his big cock in. His balls were slapping against my ass as he began fucking me.

Terry was kneeling beside me, licking and sucking my tits. Stan rubbed his cock across my face, forcing me to take it in my mouth. Malcolm got hold of one of my hands, guiding it to his cock, letting me wank him off.

God, I was thoroughly enjoying this; I just love a good fucking. George didn’t cum, but he pulled out and let another cock take his place. With my mouth full of Stan’s cock, I couldn’t see whose cock was fucking me.

Stan finally shot his load down my throat; he got up, and Malcolm took his place. His cock was nice and thick, making it difficult to get in my mouth. Before he put it in, I got a chance to see that it was Terry fucking me. His cock felt wonderful and was really hitting the spot.

They all swapped around, and I sucked on George while Malcolm fucked me. Eventually, they wanted to see me ride George’s cock. The others took a rest as George lay on the bed, and I climbed on top of him.

He grabbed my tits as I held his cock in one hand and lowered myself down. I let out a scream as I took his whole length in. He squeezed my tits as I rode him, bucking around as I did.

“Fuck that big cock, babe,” my hubby shouted.

He and the others stroked their cocks as they watched. George grunted loudly as I rode him, bucking around and screaming like a horny teenager. He squeezed my tits even harder. I felt the rumble in his balls as he let out a yell and shot his load inside me.

I was certainly soaked in cum, my hair, my tits, my face, and my hairy mound; I loved it.

We had all taken a rest; George went downstairs and came back up with a cold beer for us all. The guys all agreed that I had serviced their cocks really well. After our break, hubby suggested that they all finish off by fucking my ass. That was something that I really liked, and as my kitty was really sore, they all thought it was a great idea.

Stan, Terry, and Malcolm had never been allowed anywhere near their wives' asses, so to them it would be a new experience. To me, though, it would be heaven.

Hubby went downstairs and came back up with an empty wine glass. He instructed all the others to shoot their load into the glass, and his slutty wife would drink it.

I was ordered onto my hands and knees across the bed. They all intended to stand while they fucked my ass. Hubby said that I would suck his cock as the others took their turn in my ass. That way I wouldn't see which of them was fucking me.

Taking hubby's cock in my mouth, I felt the first cock being rubbed around my asshole. I flinched as it found its way in. Hands gripped my ass cheeks as whoever it was began fucking me. I bucked my ass around and pushed backwards to meet the thrusts of the cock's owner.

“That's the first ass I have ever fucked, and I want more,” Stan said.

Another cock entered; this time I knew it was Malcolm. He held my waist and pulled me backward as he fucked me. At that point, hubby withdrew from my mouth and shot his load into the glass.

Malcolm grunted and groaned before pulling out and adding his load to the half-full glass.

I knew what was coming next; I squealed loudly as George's massive cock entered my ass. His balls slapped against my clit as he fucked me.

"This is what this little slut needs,” he said as he fucked me hard and deep.

I pushed backwards meeting his thrusts. By this time, I had lost count of how many orgasms had made my body shudder and shake. George announced that he was going to cum. He pulled out, and added his load to the wine glass, which was now full. I collapsed onto the bed, exhausted.

I was allowed a few minutes' rest before I was asked to sit up and was handed the glass, which was full to the brim with cum.

Being a good slut, I drank it very slowly until every last drop was gone. The guys all cheered as I handed George the empty glass.

I even got a round of applause from them all, and they all said that I was the best fuck ever, and could they all have a birthday party like George's, with me as a present?

Hubby said that he would be okay with that, and I would be well up for it!