I led Bobby through the crowded corridor, my face covered in cum from the principal and his assistant. I had sucked three cocks this morning and it was only nine o’clock. I enjoyed the cum that they were feeding me but I had neglected my pussy long enough. I had Bobby for the next hour and I was not worried about getting caught. Bobby wanted it and I wanted his huge dick in me.

I was almost to my room door when Jerry pushed his cart in front of it. Jerry was the janitor. He held his hand up, “You don’t have a second-period class, do you?”

“No, Jerry. What’s going on?”

“I’m supposed to clean your room for the end of the school year. What's that stuff on your face?”

“Oh, It’s from a science experiment,” I said, giving Bobby a disappointed look, “I just need to get a few things if that’s okay.”

“Yeah,” Jerry smiled, “Take your time. I'm not in a hurry.”

“Thanks, Jerry,” I said with a smile, “You can come in and get started if you want to.”

He followed us in, pushing his cart to the back of the room. I went to my desk and sat down. Grabbing a few napkins from the box, I began to clean my face.  Bobby was still using his phone to video me. I wiped a gob of cum from my face with my finger, looking right at the phone, I licked it from my finger with a naughty grin. 

“You think Jerry has a nice dick?” Bobby asked.

“How would I know?”

“Find out,” he challenged.

I looked at him with a, “I don’t back down,” look. He returned the look and raised his eyebrow. 

“You want to watch me suck his cock?” I asked.

“You know I do.”

“Then watch this, and bring your camera.”

I stood, wiping the last of the cum from my face, and walked to Jerry. He watched me kneel in front of him, taking his zipper in my fingers. His eyes shifted from mine to Bobby’s then back to mine. Bobby knelt beside us, getting a closeup of me pulling Jerry’s dick through his fly. It was long and thin. The head looked like one of those holiday bells. 

“Nice,” I said, looking up at him. 

Jerry looked at me with hunger in his eyes and a broom in his hand. No way he expected this today. My eyes looked directly at the phone when I took the soft shaft of his dick into my mouth. I tasted his cock, closing my lips around it, sucking it all in. He began to harden very quickly. Bobby smiled while he filmed my slutty behavior. 

Jerry moaned. My lips sealed his shaft tightly as I sucked him. Pulling his cock, half-hard now, all the way out with a pop, I spat on it, sloppily stroking my slobber over it. Quickly taking it back in my mouth, I bobbed my head like a porn star. He was firming up now, his cock’s head pushing into my greedy throat. My fingers gripped his shaft, stroking quickly up and down his length as I spat on it again. I stroked him with my hand, slobber dripping from his cock in long strings. Again I spat. He was opening his belt, dropping his pants to give me better access. I sucked his left testicle into my mouth, stroking his slick shaft with my hand.  I was working it like a whore. 

Jerry watched me suck his cock back into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down his entire length. His shaft was very hard. Purple veins ran along the top and sides. His clock head popped out of my mouth and again I spat on it. 

“You’re such a dirty slut,” Bobby said over the wet sucking noises he recorded. I blew a kiss at his phone. Turning back to the task at hand, I sucked Jerry’s long dick back into my mouth. Working hard now for his cum. I sucked and squeezed his sloppy shaft as I stroked it. 

“Cum for me, Jerry,” I begged, “Feed me your sweet seed.”

That was all it took. He groaned, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back. I pulled his cock from my mouth, stroking it very quickly. Pointing his dick at my mouth, waiting for him to erupt. Bobby took a good angle and came in close. Ready or not, my face was covered with the first jet of cum from Jerry’s cock. I took the next one in my mouth. Holding his cock head on my bottom lip, letting him fill my mouth with every drop of cum I could coax from his balls. I sucked the last pearly drop from his cum hole when he was done. 

Cum spilling from the corners of my mouth, I turned to the camera, lips parted, showing the creamy mouthful. When I knew he had recorded my treat, I closed my lips and swallowed it all. Jerry stood in front of me, his cock still hard and bouncing to his pulse. I took him in my hand again stroking him slowly. His knees went weak when I took him back in my mouth. 

I sucked his cock, almost lovingly, staring at the camera. The cock in my mouth was starting to wilt. Jerry was not a young man. In his middle forties, he was still worth the effort.  I pulled him out one last time, kissing his cock’s head. Turning back to the camera, I ran my tongue across my top lip with a wink. Jerry smiled as he pulled his pants up. “I need to get to work.”

I walked back to my desk, cleaning a fourth man’s cum from my chin and it was only nine-thirty. Exhausted from sucking so many dicks, Bobby would have to wait. I decided to call my husband. I had a half-hour to kill. Bobby excused himself to the bathroom. Fishing my phone from my purse, I watched Jerry clean out the bottom of the desks. With a smile, he held up a Playboy magazine. 

“You don’t need that, Jerry,” I smiled, “Just come see me.”

“Maybe tonight?” He asked. 

That gave me an idea. I nodded and took out a piece of paper. Writing down my address and a time, I handed it to Jerry, “Sounds fun. Hope you don’t mind a party.”

“I don’t mind at all.”

“See you at eight then.”

He went back to work as I dialed my husband’s number. After two rings, he answered, “Hey Hon”

“Hey, babe,” I replied, “Working hard?”

“Not really. I just tell everyone else what to do. How about you?”

“You know, it’s the last week. Not much going on,” 

“You should go see Bozeman,” he laughed, “Get some of that old dick.”

“You want me to fuck another man?” I asked with a laugh.

“I just want you to be happy. You know I stay gone so much.”

“Well, to tell the truth,” I admitted, “I invited him back over last night.”

“Did he fuck you?” He asked with enthusiasm.

“No.”

“You sucked his dick.”

“Yes. I sucked his dick and I liked it.”

“Did you swallow his cum?”

I didn’t want to lie to him. Bobby was the one who got the cum. I just didn’t know how to tell him about Bobby. “No, I didn’t let him cum in my mouth.”

“But you love cum. You should have. And next time you should record it for me.”

“So you want to watch me with another man?”

“That would be hot.”

“Would it be hot if I sucked four more dicks this morning and swallowed their cum?”

“No way. You didn’t do that.”

“Would it be hot?”

“Hotter than fuck. But you ain’t got the balls.”

“I’ll send the videos in a few minutes.”

“Did you really suck four guys this morning?”

“One of them was black.”

“No.”

“Yes, he was.”

“Send the videos.”

I texted Bobby and told him to send the videos. Then I told my husband that they will be there in a few minutes. A tone from my phone let me know that the videos had been downloaded. I forwarded them to my husband. “Oh. I forgot to mention that I ate some pussy too.”

“No.”

“Yes, I did.” I answered, “It’s on one of the videos.”

“You are a real slut,” he said, “I just got them. I’ll call you later.”

“Bye, baby,” I said as I hung up.

I couldn’t believe what my husband had just told me. He wanted to watch me fuck and suck other men. I felt so dirty just knowing what he wanted. Well, if that’s what he wanted, that’s what I would give him. I took out another piece of paper. I needed to write invitations.

Three-thirty. School was out. Bobby waited by my car. I waited at the front door of the school for opportunities. I had given Scott and Hargass their invitations along with Coach Joe. Mr. Boyd, the groundskeeper was on the list. I gave him his invitation before the third period. I was waiting for Mr. Jones from the science department. He showed up a few minutes later and I gave him his. 

I had one left and wanted to give it out. No other male teachers remained. Mr. Harvey, the bus driver caught my eye. I walked to his bus and smiled, handing him the last invitation. He said he would be there. I told him not to bring his wife. He smiled again. I waved then walked to my car, getting in, I started the engine and drove us home.

After telling Bobby about my plans, he set up the video camera from my bedroom in the shower.  I went to my bedroom and called my husband again. “Hey, sweetie,” I greeted.

“You're a fucking slut,” he laughed, “What next?”

“You’ll find out,” I laughed.

We talked for an hour and a half. Laughing about the day and things he had fantasized about. It was like meeting a new husband. This would be fun. He was gone more than at home. I would not go without anymore. Bobby walked in as I was hanging up. He looked at me with a smile. I shook my head and stood up. Walking to him, I smiled back and kissed him like a lover. 

Bobby had a big glass of cum from this morning's run-in with Coach Joe. He said it was his second. I took it from him and sipped a few sips. It was better fresh from the cock, but I couldn’t complain. It was so smooth and thick. I was getting horny just thinking about what was going to happen in just a little while. 

“I almost forgot to invite Bozeman,” I said pulling my cell phone out of my pocket. 

Dialing his number, I waited three rings before he answered. I asked him over and he said yes. He also wondered if he could bring two of his buddies from the Masons Lodge with him. 

“Oh yeah,” I answered, “As long as they have dicks.”

After hanging up, I told Bobby that we were going to have company. He told me that he had the camera set up. He was getting the WiFi ready so he could record directly onto my phone. My husband will know how bad a slut I am.  Bobby looked at me after making the WiFi link and gave me a thumbs up.

“Is it going to work?” I asked.

“I think so. Maybe we should test it,” He suggested. 

“Good idea,” I thought out loud. I knew just how to do it. “Turn it on.”

I stood in the shower in front of the camera while Bobby powered it up. He pointed at me and said, “Action.”

I smiled and said, “Hi baby. I am home and wanted to do something for you.”

 Bobby adjusted the GoPro and zoomed in when I did a show and tell for my husband. I pointed out the cum stains on my blouse before I took it off. My bra came off next, revealing my small perky breasts. My nipples were erect already. I unzipped my cum stained skirt and let it fall. “That’s right. I went commando this morning.”

I stood naked in front of the camera, displaying my body. Turning around, I spread my feet and bent at the waist. I looked back over my shoulder, I gave a sexy, pirate smile. Two fingers on my right hand spread my labia, giving him a look at my horny pussy. 

Looking past the camera at Bobby, naked also, I told him to bring the camera. He took the GoPro from the tripod, still pointing it at me. I knelt as he walked to me. Standing over me, I looked up at him, pulling his basketball shorts down, exposing his large, soft cock. 

“See what I’m getting while you’re gone, hon?” I teased the camera. 

I took Bobby’s cock in my hand, slowly stroking it while looking at the lens. He began to harden very quickly. His cock tasted so good when I took him in my mouth.  Not taking my eyes off the camera, I sucked his huge dick. All the way down his long, thick shaft then back up, leaving it glistening with slobber. 

Sucking and slurping, I worked like a whore in a hurry. There was no way to describe how horny I was. Having sucked four cocks earlier, this was the fifth today. I needed it in my neglected pussy. “Follow me,” I said to the camera.

Bobby followed me to the kitchen, the camera firmly focused on my ass as I lead him. I sat on the countertop, spreading my legs and giving the camera a naughty smile. I pushed two fingers deep into my wet pussy, humming my pleasure while I masturbated. “Do you want to watch your wife’s pussy get fucked?” I asked the camera.

Bobby was stroking his cock while filming me. I crooked my finger, motioning him to come to me. He hurried, still videoing, to me, his huge cock fully erect. I scooted my ass to the edge of the countertop, my legs still spread wide. “He is bigger than you, honey,” I said to my husband through the camera.

I took Bobby’s Dickinson my hand, rubbing the head up and down my slit. His cock head was fat and felt good when it parted my pussy lips. I looked past the camera again and said, “Fuck me.”

Bobby pushed his hips slowly forward, his cock stretching me wide as it pushed deeper than I had ever experienced. His shaft was bigger than my wrist. I was filled to my capacity as his cock slowly disappeared in my tight pussy. Biting my bottom lip, when I felt his balls resting on my ass. He was all the way in, further in than anyone else had entered me. His cock was so hard. I felt each throbbing heartbeat course through his magnificent cock.

“Oh my,” I moaned.

He started to pull out. I felt my sugar walls collapse behind his withdrawing head, only to be stretched again when he thrust it back in. I felt like a teenage virgin having her cherry taken. My fingers gripped the edge of the granite countertop. Bobby hissed with every thrust of his giant dick. 

I began to feel my orgasm building so deep in my soul. My pussy gripped at his shaft with every stroke. I trembled from the extreme erotic pleasure that he drove through my body. His cock slammed in and back out, driving me to the edge. I grunted obscenities with his thrusts, still looking at the camera. 

Finally, my orgasm exploded inside my sex. I felt as though I was on the head of a missile, rocketing through a sex galaxy. All my senses were on edge. I felt every fiber in my body pulsate in bliss. Juices flowed from my pussy, puddling on the edge of the granite and dripping from Bobby’s balls.

Bobby tensed and drove his cock deep, holding tightly in place. Through the thunder of my orgasm, I suddenly felt something hot and wet splashing into my womb. Bobby was coming deep inside me. Besides my husband, Bobby was the first to cum in my pussy since I had married. I truly felt dirty now. I felt slutty.

After several minutes I began to return to my senses, coming down from an orgasmic high. Bobby stood panting, catching his breath from a great fuck. His camera still trained on our joined genitalia, his cock slipped limply from my used pussy. He knelt in front of me, shooting a closeup of his load leaking from my snatch. I pushed my fingers back into my cummy hole.

Shaking my head back to reality, “Your wife has been fucked,” I said the camera, “To be continued.”

Bobby turned the camera off and followed me to the bathroom to clean up. He said we needed to hurry.

“Yes,” I agreed, “Company is coming.