"Would you like to see me get gang banged?" Sally asked. "I don"t know, I do know that
the thought of it makes me very hard," I replied. Sally slid down in the bed until her head was at
my waist. "Tell me more," she purred, then started licking my cock. "Well, the girl in the story
was fucked by around twenty Hells Angels." I replied. "Would you like to get banged by around
20 bikers?" "Uh huh," Sally said as her head bobbed up and down on my dick. At that point, I
stopped talking and concentrated on enjoying the blow job. Soon the pressure welled up in my
balls and I shot my hot cum into her mouth. She swallowed some and the rest dripped down her
chin. As she sat there wiping the cum off her chin with the back of her hand, I brought the
subject up again. "Would you really like to be the main attraction at a gang bang?" "You know I
like hard cocks," she replied.

A few months later Sally and I were married. For the next five years the thought of her
fucking other men only came up in our fantasy life. Of course she had fucked other men before
we were married and I often talked to her about them while we had sex. I asked her to tell me
about the different men who had shot their hot sperm into her body. It didn"t make me jealous at
all, it just made me harder and made me cum harder. I learned at that point that words which I
thought were an insult to women were a compliment to her. She liked being called a slut and a
whore during sex. "You"ll fuck anyone won"t you?" I asked. "Yes, I enjoy being used for sex
and having a hard cock in me," Sally said. "Then maybe we should move from fantasizing to
reality," I said, "would you like to try a threesome?" "You set it up and let"s see what happens." 
Sally replied.

I contacted a man over the Internet through a swingers site and set up a meeting. That
night I watched as my slut wife fucked a stranger. I saw her legs wrapped around him as his large
cock plunged deep into her and watched as he shot his semen on her breasts. Later that night I
filled her pussy with a huge load of my own cum. That was nearly two years ago and was the
first of many more encounters. Sally had even been the main event at some gang bangs where
two to four other men had screwed her. But the big biker bang that we once fantasized about
hadn"t happened. That all changed last week and here is the story.

"Remember the passage I once read to you from Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test?" I asked
Sally. "Yes, that was the first time we talked about gang bangs." she replied "you said I was a hot
blond honey hormone squash like the girl in the story. And I have been banged by many men
since we got married," Sally said. 

I looked my wife up and down. She has short blonde hair that frames a knockout face. 

Her blue eyes twinkle above a button nose and a mouth that is almost always smiling. Continuing
down her soft neck, one eventually encounters her large round tits. She has taken good care of
her breasts and they are firm (and natural) 38Cs tipped by nipples that stiffen to a half inch in
length when she"s turned on. Below her breasts is a slightly rounded stomach that has carried one
child and been filled with cum many times. A short blonde bush covers her pussy, which seems to
accommodate and give pleasure to cocks of any size. Her thighs are large like those on women in
sculptures by Rodin. Those thighs have parted for over 20 men in the past year as her muscular
legs wrapped around them. A woman in her mid-40s, my wife is still fertile and lush, looking ten
years younger than her age. A true honey hormone squash.

"I want to hear you moan as man after man fucks you. I want to see your face and body
covered with semen, just like the girl in the story." I told Sally. "Let"s visit a bar this weekend
and see if we can get you gang banged like she was." Sally gave her regular reply, "Okay, you set
it up and let"s see what happens."

That Saturday evening I laid out the clothes I wanted my wife to wear. After a shower
she pulled on a scoop-topped tight-fitting white t-shirt. It hugged her large tits. One could see
the slight darkness of her nipples through the thin material. She put on brief black panties and
pulled on a red skirt. The skirt was tight around her ass but loose below her hips; it could easily
be pushed up around her waist when the time came. On her legs Sally wore white thigh high
stockings; she put platform "fuck me" sandals on her feet. To complete the ensemble, she put on
dark red lipstick, dangling silver hoop earrings, and a braided silver chain bracelet. She looked
hot and she looked whoreish. "Just one more detail," I said, handing her a new necklace. 

Dangling from the necklace was a one inch long silver charm that looked just like a cock. As I
helped her put on the necklace, the silver cock fell between her large breasts. "That should make
your intentions pretty clear," I said. "I hope to have much larger cocks between my tits soon,"
Sally replied, "by the way, should I take off my wedding ring?" "Definitely not," I said, "I want
the guys who fuck you to know that you belong to someone else, you"re just on loan for the
night." "Just hearing you talk about loaning me to other men makes me wet," Sally whispered in
my ear as she gave me a kiss. 

It had taken some research, but I had discovered a bar around an hour away which was a
hangout for an outlaw motorcycle gang. My sources said these guys fairly regularly shared their
girlfriends and other women with each other in the pool room in the back of the bar. This was
our destination. I was a little nervous about it but Sally calmed me down. "What are you worried
about, that they"ll rape me? Isn"t that the plan?"

When we pulled up to the bar it was around 9:00 pm. I counted 25 motorcycles in front. 
Sally had had a couple of drinks in the car during the drive and was feeling pretty loose. We
walked in and found chairs at one of the only tables not in use. I looked around. We definitely
stood out as strangers. The place was full of men, many of whom were staring at us. "Should I
get some drinks?" I asked Sally. "Sure, I"ll have a shot of bourbon," she answered. I walked to
the bar and ordered our drinks. As I waited I looked back at my wife. What a slut! She was
leaning forward with both elbows on the table and playing with the new necklace with one hand. 
All of the guys at the table next to ours were getting a great shot of her cleavage. One of the
bikers at the table was quite muscular with a full beard, tattooed arms and a tight t-shirt under his
vest. Sally looked straight at him and slipped the little silver cock on her necklace between her
lips. She slowly moved it in and out and then licked it. I couldn"t believe it, my whore wife was
ready to rock and roll with this guy. Once I got the drinks I decided to wait at the bar a moment
and see what happened. Sure enough, the guy walked over to Sally, introduced himself and sat
down. Grabbing the drinks I walked over.

"Here"s Stan with the drinks," Sally said to the stranger. "Paul, this is my husband Stan. 
Stan, this is Paul." "Nice to meet you," said Paul, "I don"t think I"ve seen you here before." 
"Well, a friend told us about this bar," I replied, "he said there were some pretty nice people who
hang out here. We were out driving around the area and decided to drop in for a drink." "You
have to be careful about dropping in at strange bars," said Paul, "particularly when you have such
a good looking wife. Not everyone is as friendly as we are." "Just how friendly are you?" asked
Sally as she scooted her chair closer to Paul. "Well, that depends," he replied. "We kind of
observe the Golden Rule here, do unto others as you want them to do to you." Sally slid even
closer and put her hand on his thigh. "Actually that was just what I was thinking," she said. 
At this point I excused myself to go to the bathroom. Sally clearly had the ball rolling so I
wanted to give her space to work her magic. 

When I walked back into the bar room I saw that our table was empty. Neither Sally nor Paul were in the room. I felt a moment of panic and then
remembered the pool room in the back. I walked down a hall toward double doors that
apparently led to the back room. As I started to go through the doors a burly biker stopped me. 
"This area is just for members," he said. I looked over his shoulder and could see Sally leaning
back against pool table. Paul was kissing her and running his hand up her thigh while two other
bikers were grabbing her tits. "Actually, that"s my wife in there," I replied. "Shit, you aren"t
going to make trouble," he said, "that bitch is getting just what she wants." "Oh no," I said, "it"s
fine with me, I just want to watch." He let me into the room, "Well then you can stay and when
we"re done with her, we might let you have a piece of her too."

There were already ten men in the room. Paul and the first two were kissing my wife and
running their hands all over her. Two others were standing next to the pool table with their pants
down, jerking on their dicks. After giving Paul a long lingering tongue kiss, my wife slid down to
her knees. Undoing Paul"s pants, she took his already stiff cock deep into her throat. The other
two men dropped their drawers. Soon Sally had five cocks surrounding her. She took one after
another in her mouth, using her hands to jerk the cocks on either side. The circle suck got larger
as the other men in the room also dropped their pants and stood in line. I watched in amazement
as my slut wife licked and sucked on each of the ten men, one after another. There were cocks of
all different shapes and sizes, more than she had ever taken on before. One biker had large hairy
balls. 

When my wife got to him, he pushed her head down to suck on them. She took each ball,
one at a time, in her mouth; I could see her tongue rolling it around. Another biker had a 9" dick
which he shoved with great force into my wife"s mouth, burying it to the hilt. I could see Sally
struggling not to gag as his long cock went deep in her throat. I knew that was too much for her
to take and she was not enjoying it but it was too late for her to stop what she had started. After
she had sucked him for a while she moved on to the next man, clearly thankful that his dick was
smaller. 

When the circle got around to the beginning, my wife began pleading to be fucked. The
guys didn"t need much persuading. Two of them lifted her up onto the pool table and on her
back. There was a sort of etiquette they followed. Paul, as the one who snagged this fine piece
of ass, got the first poke. He pushed up her skirt and pulled off her panties. "This whore is wet,"
he said, handing her soaked panties to the guy next to him. Paul"s cock was 8" and stiff as a
board. My wife spread her legs and he slid it in. I walked closer to the group so I could watch
this stranger"s cock plunge deep in my wife"s pussy, his balls bouncing against her ass. Sally"s
strong legs gripped Paul"s waist, pulling him into her. At first she wrapped her arms around his
back but there were other cocks surrounding her. Soon she had a cock in each hand as well. 
Another biker knelt beside the fucking couple and shoved his cock in her mouth. Other hands
reached around Paul, shoved up my wife"s top and kneaded her breasts. Sally grunted and
writhed. Soon Paul pulled out and another biker shoved his cock in my slut wife. This continued
until each of the ten men had fucked her on her back. 

"I love it doggy style, do me doggy style," Sally asked. She was flipped over on her hands
and knees at the edge of the pool table. One biker roughly pulled off her top, another ripped off
her skirt, while two other men took the stockings off each leg. She was completely naked. 
"That"s prime meat there, I can"t wait to fill her with my seed," one biker said to another. Sally
leaned forward on her elbows and spread her legs. A big hairy biker shoved his cock into her
pussy then grabbed her by her ass, pushing and pulling rapidly. Sally"s tits bounced as he
slammed into her. Another biker laid back on the table and took one of her tits into his mouth. 
As Sally"s lips parted to moan, a third biker walked up to the table and shoved his cock in her
mouth. Sally pistoned back and forth between the biker fucking her from behind and the biker
fucking her mouth. 

By this time another eight bikers had come into the room and had dropped their pants. As
they joined the action, I could hardly see my wife. She seemed covered with sweaty, grunting
bodies. It had become an incredible orgy on the pool table. Now and then I could see her on top,
riding some guy as she sucked another and a dozen hands stroked her. Then she would be on her
knees or on her back. Now there were eighteen guys using my wife for their pleasure. As I
moved in to get a closer look I saw that she was fucking Paul again. She was lying on her back
and her head rolled back and forth with an ecstatic look on her face. She kept repeating "fuck
me, fuck me." Then I saw Paul shudder and a different, almost shocked, look came to Sally"s
face. Paul pulled out and stood up. I could see his dick was wet with Sally"s juices, his own cum
was oozing out of the head. "First cum," he shouted. The men all cheered. Looking between
Sally"s legs I could see some of Paul"s semen oozing out. 

One of the bikers grabbed Sally by the hair and looked in her face. "How does that feel,
slut? You"ve just been bred." "Just fuck me more, I want more cock," answered Sally. I leaned
into the group, "Tell them what you are Sally, tell them what you are." "I"m your whore, I"m a
cum slut," she whispered. "Did you hear that?" I asked the guys. "Say it louder Sally." "I"m
your whore, fill me with your cum," she said, loud enough for all to hear. There was another
cheer and I got pushed back as the men once again gathered around my wife. 

Clearly several of the men had been holding off on cumming until Paul got the honor of
being first. In a few minutes two more had filled my wife"s pussy with their sperm. I could see it
leaking out of her and down her legs. Soon each of the men was taking his turn spewing semen
into and on my wife. One came on her belly while another choose to cover her tits. One came in
her mouth while she sucked and it leaked out of the corners of her mouth. Another fucked her
tits until he came, splattering cum on her cheek and in her hair. She sucked and jerked two more
until they came on her face. One after another used my wife as their cum slut, giving her the cum
bath of her life. 

When everyone had cum, the group of men parted and I had a clear view of my slut wife
Sally. It was just like the scene in Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test. Sally lay there moaning in
ecstasy. Sticky cum was in my hot wife"s hair and on her face. Some was on her lips and as she
breathed through her mouth, little bubbles formed. Her breasts were slick with semen, which she
was slowly rubbing into her skin. Puddles of cum were on her belly and a large pool filled her
navel. Her thighs were streaked with cum and every time she moved, cum oozed out of her
pussy. 

My wife had been used by eighteen men, her belly was full of sperm from strangers, there
was even the chance she had been impregnated, and my dick couldn"t have been harder. As I
leaned over she licked the cum off her lips and pulled me to her. I pushed my hard cock into her
pussy. It was slick and full of the other men"s cum, which oozed out. "Fuck me," she said once
again. I felt her well-used pussy tighten one more time around my cock as we began the last fuck
of the evening..