When it all unravels
written by:
the swallow

I lay on the bed, my legs spread out to each side of my body, each of my ankles being held back by two strapping guys. I rotated my hips in response to the guy between my legs, sucking and licking my clit, causing me to come suddenly for him. My moans and sighs were muffled however, because of the cock sliding in and out of my mouth. I reached a hand up and stroked the cocks of the two guys standing at my sides. I felt his fingers slide inside of me just as I came again. This was just the beginning of our night. My body was about to be used and I couldn't be happier. I sucked harder on the thick cock in my mouth, encouraging him to come and I was rewarded with a long, thick flood of semen down my throat. I swallowed the lovely white liquid and smiled up at him as he pulled his cock out of my mouth.

"Delicious isn't it?"

His face was fixed in a devious smile, but I knew that he wasn't being sinister as he asked me. From the first time I ever fucked him, he always looked this way when he was satisfied. And he was always satisfied when I made him come. I closed my eyes as I felt the tip of another cock start to enter my mouth the same time the guy who was eating my pussy slipped his entire length deep into my cunt. The guy holding my right ankle reached down and began stroking my clit in time to the thrusts and I came almost instantly. My body convulsed and shook under all of their hands. As I came again, his thrusts became faster and faster and I knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. He never could. I clenched my muscles around his shaft, encouraging him to fill me up with his hot seed. I moved my hips in time with his thrusts. I grabbed onto my nipples and pinched them hard as I came yet again. His face froze and soon he was shooting his load deep into my womb. Even though his thrusting had ended, the guy massaging my clit didn't and I came yet again with his flaccid cock still inside me.

"Let's switch places."

He pulled his cock out of me when my orgasm finally subsided and he switched places with the guy holding my left leg. He was new to our group; the cousin of one of our regulars. His cock was thick and about average in length. He stood between my legs and massaged my pussy before burying his cock inside of me. He moved his body slow and thoughtfully and I concentrated on the feeling of his member inside of me. He was thicker than I thought and I really enjoyed being filled up by him. He placed his hands on the back of my thighs and pulled out, stopping for a moment. He moved his hands down my legs, to my ass cheeks and before I could react he plunged deep inside my ass. My body clenched from the sudden pressure on my tight bud, but soon I was in the throes of another orgasm. I reached down and placed my hand a top of the hand of the other guy, still massaging my clit. Just as I came again, I was greeted with another flood of semen deep in my throat.

"Flip her over."

Both guys let go of my legs and the guy pulled out of my ass. I sat up on the bed and the guy who was stroking my clit lay down on his back. I climbed on top of him and slid his cock into my cunt. The other guy resumed his position in my ass and began to really pound away at my hole. They guy who just had his dick in my mouth was sitting on the chair next to the bed and pulled out a video camera while slowly stroking his cock back to life. The other guy stood next to the bed and took his spot in my mouth.

"Look at this whore!"

I wasn't sure who said it but it was definitely true. Four men having their way with me and not a single one of them was my husband. Not that I cared. After I found him fucking my best friend in our bed, I was out to get revenge on him. So I formed my own little gang bang club made of up men that he knew. And I never hid that fact that I was going to fuck other men to make him angry; I even let him know the first time I fucked his boss. He said he was never able to look him in the eye again. Even though he knows I sleep around, I never tell him what I do or that I let these men fuck me bareback. Maybe that's what makes this arrangement even dirtier; the fact that I go home with other men's come deep inside my cunt and ass yet my husband has no clue about it when he himself fucks me.

The group was made up of my husband's old college buddies. I had fucked Stephen numerous times before but Alex and Brian were new to me. And when Greg said he wouldn't be able to make it, Alex decided to bring his cousin Chris so that they were an even four. I didn't care how many really; I just needed this to happen tonight. I have to admit, I am still surprised that I am fucking Stephen at all. He was always the most loyal friend to my husband and he and his wife had just had a baby. Out of all the friends, he seems to be the most stand up. As he fucks me now, I think back to the first time I seduced him and got a pleasant surprise when he pulled his cock out of his pants. I knew then that I would have to have him. We've been fucking on a weekly basis ever since then.

Alex held the back of my head as he rammed his cock into my throat. I gagged on his dick but that didn't break his concentration and he continued to fuck my throat as hard as he possibly could. Since I was using my hands to hold my body up, I couldn't even push him back to make him stop. I looked over at Brian in the chair, his cock now rock hard as he filmed the entire episode. Stephen bit down on my right nipple as he began to thrust harder into my pussy.

And then there was Chris. He had his hands on my hips as he diligently fucked my ass. As he pulled out, Stephen thrust in. When Stephen pulled out, Chris thrust in. Every once in a while they would both plunge their cocks as far in as they could go and leave them there. I nearly came from that alone every time. I closed my eyes as the three of them fucked my holes and moved my body to their liking. I moaned and sighed as one orgasm lapsed over another until it seemed I wouldn't be able to come anymore; but I did. Salvia ran down my chin as Alex became relentless in his quest to fuck my throat. Chris pulled my ass cheeks further apart and slammed his cock into me. Stephen moved his hips faster and faster until they seemed to be a frenzied blur.

"Smile for the camera, Maria."

By this time, my body was so wracked with orgasms that I didn't even acknowledge that the camera lens was mere inches away from my face. I thought Alex would be the first to come, but it was Stephen. His stomach muscles tensed as he shot a long, hot load deep inside my cunt. My pussy convulsed around his cock and milked every last drop of his semen out of his body. He caressed my breasts and kissed my neck as Chris also began to shoot his load deep in my ass. I could feel the come begin to seep out of my hole but didn't have much time to give it attention. Alex grabbed my neck and held my face in place as he flooded my throat with his come. His entire cock was in my mouth and I gagged on the sudden flood of liquid. He grabbed a fistful of my hair as my lips made contact with his balls. When he was satisfied, he pulled out and staggered against the wall. Brian got a close up of the come and saliva that now dripped down my chin and onto the bed. Chris pulled out and moved to the side of the bed, his cock flaccid before me. Stephen moved my shoulders back and I stood off the bed, come oozing out of my ass and cunt as I did so. Stephen got up and stood next to Chris on the side of the bed. Brian handed the camera to Alex and walked over to where I was standing. I instantly reached out and took his cock in my hands. The flesh was warm and exciting. Brian pulled us both down on the bed, me on top of him, and instantly slid his cock into my cunt. I let my chest rest on top of his and moved my hips in time with his thrusts. He buried his face into my neck as he moaned over and over again. I came three times before he moved us around on the bed, him on top of me this time and began to fuck me with complete abandon. I closed my eyes as another set of orgasms overtook my body.

Stephen and Chris sat on the bed next to us and I reached over and stroked both of their cocks. I was surprised that they were nearly hard again but I was glad because I wasn't ready to have the night come to an end. Alex moved to the foot of the bed and knelt down on the floor to get a close up shot of my cunt being pummeled. I was jerking off Chris when Brian unexpectedly pulled out of my cunt. He didn't say anything, just moved my hips to the edge of the bed. He spread my legs wide and plowed into my cunt once more, this time slowly so that the camera got a nice good view of his cock sliding into my pussy. I used my free hand and slowly began to massage my clit. Brian continued to thrust in and out, gradually building momentum until he was slamming his body violently against mine. I came again and again from a combination of his thrusting and my own fingers that I was almost unaware of the moment he came. He grabbed onto my ankles tight and held his body still as he shot his load into my cunt. I loved the feeling of having him do that to me. My body was still shaking with orgasm when I closed my eyes hoping to catch a moment of rest. Brian pulled out and the camera got an even closer shot of my well fucked cunt. Alex put the camera on the dresser and moved over to the bed next to Stephen and Chris. He too was hard again, and was stroking his erection. I wasn't sure what the three of them had in mind so I kept my legs spread in anticipation of more fucking.

"You have a moment to relax. I need to get something out of my car."

Chris pulled on a pair of shorts and left the room. Brian sat in the chair next to the bed, his head leaning back with his eyes closed. I guessed it wouldn't be long before he was ready again, so I knew whatever they had planned was probably going to involve all four of them. I was just worried what that activity was about to be. Stephen reached over and lightly touched my clit with his index finger. I moaned in response. I was hoping it would lead to something else but then Chris walked back into the room holding a small bag. He pulled out a black pouch and nodded to his cousin. A smile came across each guys face.

"Brian, you in?"

I heard the chair move and Brian stood next to the left side of the bed. His cock was nearly hard again. As much as I wanted to lean over and take the entire length in my mouth, I waited to see what was going to happen next.

"Put these on her and I'll set up the vibrator."

Chris handed Stephen a pair of handcuffs from the pouch. He took me by the hand and sat me up, moving my arm behind my back and pulling my other arm back and fastening the handcuffs to my wrists. He pushed me back on the bed, my arms now pinned behind me. Chris moved between my legs and inserted a large pink vibrator into my cunt, securing it with straps so that it stayed in place. The vibrator had to be at least two inches thick and eight inches long and had a small bulb that sat directly on my clit. He turned it on the highest setting and stood next to Brian on my left. The vibrations overtook my body and I came almost instantly from the powerful toy. All four men began to stroke their cocks feverishly to the sight of my helpless orgasms on the bed. I came over and over again as one enormous orgasm erupted from deep inside my cunt after another. I couldn't even close my legs because the straps were tight and holding me in place. I could do nothing but come again and again for them. I could hear their cumulative breathes become faster and more labored and I knew that they were all pretty close to coming themselves. I closed my eyes and let myself come with them when I felt the bed move by my head. Stephen was kneeling on the bed, right next to my head; his massive erection mere inches away from my face. He closed his eyes as he came, his come showering my face. I was surprised at how much come he still had inside of him. I licked the tiny bit that hit my lips. Then Chris moved onto the bed, kneeling on my hair as he positioned himself above my head. He let out a long grunt as he showered my hair and forehead with his jizz. Alex was next, taking the spot that Stephen just vacated. His body convulsed twice before he showered my chin and neck with his sperm. Brian moved over me on the bed and shoved his cock into my mouth until he was ready to come, pulling out at the last minute to come on my lips and cheek. He kept repeating the word "oh" as every last ounce of come left his body.

I came one last time for the camera; my face covered in come of all four men. I spread my legs and cried out as I reached the pinnacle orgasm. My clit was on fire as the vibrator continued to massage it to what seemed was going to be another orgasm. My arms began to ache and I could feel come sliding down my cheeks and toward the bed. Despite not wanting to, I could feel my clit becoming harder and my body moving past the point of exhaustion to the point of arousal. But someone shut off the vibrator before I could come again and I was secretly grateful.

I lay on the bed as Chris, Alex and Brian all began to get dressed and ready to leave. They exchanged pleasantries with Stephen and then left. Stephen sat on the bed behind my head and slowly pushed and pulled my body forward and removed the handcuffs. He slid his arms around my waist and took each of my breasts in his hands. He began kissing my neck and back and moaning as worked his way down to the soft flesh of my ass. I stood up and moved in front of him, bending over so that my ass would be accessible to his mouth. The vibrator was still deep inside my cunt but I didn't bother removing it, hoping he would turn it on when he began doing what I'd hoped he would do. Stephen leaned forward and spread my cheeks, letting his tongue get lost deep inside my freshly fucked asshole. He turned on the vibrator and began to slide it in and out of my cunt as he licked any remnants of come from my body. Just as I was about to come, he stopped all movement on the vibrator.

"Do you have to go home tonight? Michelle is out of town and I was hoping you and I would be able to spend the night together."

I stood up and turned to face him. I removed the vibrator from my cunt, put it on the bed next to him and took his face in my hands as I moved myself over his lap, so that my pussy was inches away from his ever growing cock. I inched forward and instead of my cunt, I impaled myself so that his cock was buried deep in my ass. I leaned forward and kissed him hard on the lips as I moved my body up and began to fuck him. He kissed me back harder than I could ever imagine as he thrust himself forward and held me up in the air. He moved so that he was facing the bed again and laid us both down. He spread my legs and began to fuck my body in such frenzy, I was pretty sure he was going to come almost instantly. I reached a hand down between our bodies and flicked my clit faster and faster until I was coming hard for him. He buried his face in my neck and I knew his orgasm wasn't far behind mine. He pumped in and out of my ass faster and harder until he stopped, and I knew that he was filling me up with his come. He left his cock inside of me until he began to go flaccid. He moved his hands to either side of my shoulders to stand up when his bedroom door suddenly flung open.

"STEPHEN!"

Stephen moved off of the bed, and ran into the attached bathroom, closing the door behind him. Michelle stood in the doorway, staring at me with a surprised look on her face as her husband's come slowly leaked out of my freshly fucked ass. I closed my legs and moved onto my side, gathered my clothes off of the floor, and ran downstairs still naked. I had my shirt on by the time I reached the living room and I could still hear Michelle yelling to the closed bathroom door as I ran across the front lawn and into my car. I checked my cell phone and I had one new message but it was from a number that I wasn't familiar with so I didn't bother checking it. I pulled out of the driveway and stopped the car around the block. I got out and pulled on my jeans and got back in my car, stuffing my panties and bra into my purse before I drove away.

Since it was the middle of the night, I wasn't sure where to go. My husband thought I was staying over my sister's house, so I couldn't go home. Plus I couldn't be sure that Michelle didn't call Andrew and let him know what she found his best friend and wife doing. And I was pretty sure that if I went home now, my husband would smell all of the come that was now drying on my body. I drove around for a half hour before I decided to get a hotel room. As I checked in, I received a text message from Stephen saying Michelle left and he didn't know if she was coming back. She made no promise not to tell Andrew either. I headed up to my room and took a shower and climbed into the bed, my naked body finally able to relax after the long night. I began to drift off to sleep as the sun was coming up.

When I woke up, I responded back to Stephens's message. In all honesty, I was only half sorry that Michelle found out about him and me. Truth was, I was beginning to fall for him and I hoped that he was falling for me too. I knew that they had their issues in the past but I wasn't sure how good their marriage was going now. I let my mind drift to the end of the night before when it was just Stephen and I. Sure, I had enjoyed the entire evening immensely, but I also loved when it was just us. I spread my legs out toward the edges of the bed and ran a slow finger between the folds of my pussy. I was just getting into a good rhythm when my cell phone rang; it was Stephen.

"How is everything at home?"

There was a long pause before Stephen talked again.

"She left. And she has the video tape that we made."

I sprang up in the bed. Sudden panic took over my body. It was one thing that Andrew had an idea that I was sleeping around on him, but quite another for him to see the video of me fucking three of his close friends.

"Where did she go?"

"Back to her mother's house, I guess. I didn't ask her."

I grabbed the blanket and pulled it around my body.

"I'm sorry about this. This is my mess and I pulled you into it."

I pulled my purse closer to me and took out my bra and panties and a card tucked into the side pocket.

"Don't be. This is a long time coming between us and I wouldn't be in this mess if I didn't want to be" Stephen sighed heavy into the phone. I opened the card and located the information that I needed.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Yes, actually there is. Let me see you."

I smiled to myself thinking that this hotel room would work out better than I thought. "I'm staying at the hotel on the corner of Broad and Spruce. I'm in room 316"

"I'll see you in a half hour."

Stephen hung up the phone and I immediately dialed the number on the card and hoped that I could put my plan into action before it was too late. A young guy answered on the other end and I immediately told him the model and serial number from the unit. I could hear him typing the numbers into his computer. "The machine has not been activated since 2:30 this morning."

"I need you to erase everything on there for me. Charge it to the credit card on our account."

I heard some more typing and beeps from his computer.

"You're all set Mrs. Miller. Anything else I can help you with today?"

"No, thank you. Have a good day."

I hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. I could focus on the fact that Stephen was going to meet me here and how much it excited me. I went into the bathroom and fixed my hair and splashed cold water on my face. I walked back out into the main room and closed the blinds, knowing that I wouldn't have time to do so when Stephen arrived. I reached into my bag for my panties and slipped them on, though I wasn't sure why because I knew I wouldn't have them on for too long. I turned on the TV and was just about to watch a show when there was a knock at the door. I checked through the peep hole and Stephen stood there in a long trench coat and pants. I opened the door and he walked past me, pulling me with him, letting the door close behind us. He pulled off the coat, revealing his naked chest for me. He pulled down his sweatpants as I pulled off my panties and he pulled us both on the bed, him on top of me. He began kissing my neck and chest, letting his fingers slip easily into my cunt. I pushed my cunt forward so his fingers would slide deeper inside me. Stephen kissed and licked his way down my body until his lips were hovering over my now sopping cunt lips. I spread my legs wider as he moved his lips closer and closer at such a slow pace, I wasn't sure he would ever make contact with my body. But when he finally did, I came also instantly. That is the power his mouth had over my body. I cried out as I came hard into his mouth. He pressed my hips down onto the bed and continued to lick and suck my clit hard until I was coming again and again for him.

"OH GOD!"

I couldn't even form a complete sentence as yet another orgasm over took my body. Stephen moved his mouth away from my cunt and slid his cock inside me, letting his body relax on top of mine. I wrapped my legs around his body and buried my face in his neck. I closed my eyes as he began to fuck me, the pattern of his thrusts so familiar and soothing. I worked my muscles around his cock and slowly built up another orgasm. He grabbed onto my calves and began to thrust faster and harder, his eyes closed and that look of concentration taking over his face. I smiled at the familiarity of it all and I too closed my eyes as I succumbed to another round of climaxes. As he came, he cried out my name in a series of moans and sighs. With his dick still inside me, he collapsed his body a top of mine. His breath was heavy on my neck and his heart was racing in his chest.

"I'm glad I got to see you tonight."

I pulled my hair out from under my head and splayed it across the pillow. During the past year, we found ourselves in this very position more times than I could count.

"I'm glad too; I just wish it was under different circumstances."

Stephen rolled onto his back, letting his arms fall to either side of his body. His dark wavy hair was askew and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. I turned onto my side and studied his body, knowing that this affair we were having could very well be coming to an end. I reached over and began to trace circles in his chest hair. He closed his eyes and a slow smile came across his face.

"You do realize that my divorce with Michelle was a long time coming, right?"

Stephen moved his hand over mine and moved both of his hands down his body toward his cock. I leaned closer to him and kissed the small spot on his neck that he liked having nibbled.

"You're the type of girl I should have always been with, not Michelle."

I pulled our hands closer together and rested them on the base of his shaft. I felt a small twinge and knew that he was on his way to another erection. I slowly kissed my way from his neck to his nipples and down his stomach toward our hands. I exhaled directly on the tip of his cock.

"I know you think you seduced me, but I wanted to be taken by you. I never had this kind of open, seductive, no holds barred sex before in my life."

I put the tip to my lips and moved my tongue forward to lick the tiny crevice. I wrapped my hands around his shaft and ever so slowly I opened my mouth and let his cock inside. He moaned as I swallowed his entire length, moving my hands down to his balls. I swirled my tongue around and he grabbed onto my hair to hold my head in place. Small traces of our come still lingered on his cock from our fucking moments before.

"Michelle said I had to choose between you and her."

He closed his mouth as I took this as a queue to really suck him off with all I had. I moved to my knees and began to move my head up and down, deep-throating his thickness until I was almost unable to breathe. I removed his cock only to suck on his balls as I jerked him off.

"Want to know who I chose?"

I had a pretty good idea since his wife left and he was here, with his cock in my mouth in my hotel room but I hummed a "yes" into the soft flesh of his body and slowly slipped a finger into the one place he loved me to stroke. The one spot his wife would never dare touch, no matter how much he begged. I hooked my finger around and pressed down on the spot; he instantly began to thrash on the bed, shoving his cock into my throat, his hips thrusting forward to fuck my face violently. Just as he was about to come he screamed out;

"YOU! I CHOSE YOU!"

The flood of semen hit the back of my throat and I swallowed every last bit of it. When I was certain that there was nothing else for me to drink from him, I moved between his legs and kissed him hard on the mouth. He wrapped his legs around me as his tongue sought mine. He brushed my hair away from my face and ran his hands down the length of my body.

"And I choose you."

I moved myself into the crook of his arms and began to doze off. When I woke up again, I was lying on my stomach, the TV was off and Stephen was no longer in the bed. I lay there for a minute wondering if it was all a dream, but then I heard the bathroom door open and Stephen walking across the room. I kept my eyes closed as he laid his body on top of mine. I moaned in response, letting him know that I was in fact awake. I spread my legs and he gently slid his cock inside of me. This time we didn't rush or move fast and we talked to each other as he made love to my body. He whispered in my ear everything that I wanted to hear as he slowly entered me over and over again. He told me how he was ready for a divorce a year ago but backed down because he wasn't sure of my feelings. How he loved sharing me with other men and then being the last one to fuck my used body. How he loved being honest and open and not having to hold back sexually because we were a good match and on the same sexual wave length. How he felt bad for betraying his best friend but that he also knew that Andrew didn't deserve me. And as he thrust his last thrust inside of me and came, he finally told me that after knowing me for five years, that he could see himself falling in love with me.

"I can see myself falling in love with you too." I panted in response back to him.

We fell asleep again, this time not waking up until the morning. We headed into the shower together and began kissing, though we didn't let it lead to anything this time. We both had to head home and see what was going to happen next. No matter how many loving sentiments were exchanged, we were both still married; and he had a daughter to think about now. We checked out of the room and headed down to our cars, promising we'd talk later in the evening. I gave him another kiss and drove away.

I was surprised to Andrew's car in the driveway when I pulled up to the house. He was supposed to be leaving on a conference that morning. I headed into the house, dropping my purse and keys on the front table. I picked through the pile of mail at the front table and grabbed a fashion magazine as I headed upstairs. I opened our bedroom door to find Andrew sitting on our bed with his head in his hands, his suitcase at his feet.

"Hey."

Andrew looked at me, his eyes glassy and red around the rims.

"Why him, Maria?"

I stood there a moment, contemplating whether to tell him the truth or not. Whether to tell him that I chose Stephen because I knew if he found out it would absolutely crush him but then I ended up falling for him and I wasn't sure why. Do you say you keep sleeping with your husband's best friend because he has a large cock and goes down on you, one thing your husband doesn't have and one thing he won't do!

"Because he loves me."

Andrew sat stoic, staring at me. He didn't say anything as he stood up and headed toward me. He reached into his jacket pocket and handed me an envelope.

"Open it."

I opened the envelope. Inside it was a CD, his wedding band and divorce papers.

"I always knew what you were doing, I just never knew with whom. But then you made one fatal mistake."

I opened up the jewel case to the CD and found the receipt from our online account. He had something transferred from the camera. The receipt was dated four months ago. I never deleted this movie from our camera. But how did...

"Michelle dropped the camera off yesterday."

I dropped my eyes to the floor. It was weird, but I suddenly felt bad hurting him. I felt bad that he found out from his best friend's wife that we were fucking each other behind their backs. And even though he started everything by being the first to cheat, I took it to whole new levels.

"I have a plane to catch and I need to leave. But you decide what you want to give back to me."

He left the bedroom and I stood there, stunned that he knew everything for so long but never said anything. I popped the movie into the DVD player and sat on the bed, watching myself from that first night. I remember how clever I was thinking that no one would be filmed from the neck up, concealing identities. As the sounds of my orgasms filled the room, I picked up the telephone next to the bed and called Stephen. The call went to voicemail and I asked him to call me back. Just as I hung up the phone, Stephen came on the screen, his cock slowly entering me. I watched as his cock thrust in and out of my pussy, confusing me even more about what I should do. It was only hours ago that he wanted me, told me that he needed me and loved me. But know, I wasn't sure that leaving our marriages were the right things to do. I turned the movie off and headed down stairs. I checked my phone and low and behold, there was a message from Stephen letting me know that Michelle was definitely going through with a divorce. I responded back asking if he was ok. He said that he was and that he missed me and needed to see me. I stood in my living room, looking at my phone for what seemed hours. I messaged him back that I would have the house to myself for a couple of days if he wanted to come over. I headed back up stairs and shut off the movie. I undressed and headed into the bathroom to shower. I turned on the water as hot as I could stand it and stood under the showerhead until my skin was red from the extreme warmth. I shut off the water and grabbed a towel off of the stool and wrapped it around my body. Just as I was walking back to my bedroom, I heard the doorbell ring.

"Maria!"

I opened the door to find Stephen standing there with a small duffle bag in his hand. He had a slight smile on his face as I let him in, letting my towel fall from my body as I closed the door. I pushed him onto the sofa, unbuttoning his jacket and shirt in the process. I reached into his jeans and removed his cock, stroking it gently as I slid my cunt onto its entire length. He put his arms around my waist and I arched my back as I began to fuck him again. As my orgasm began to build inside me, I knew what my choice was going to be. I let my head fall back between my shoulder blades as I moved my body faster as I came for him. Stephen's orgasm was moments behind mine and he flooded my pussy with his come. I moved myself closer to his chest and began to kiss his neck.

"That's one way to be greeted at the door."

There was a smile across his face and I knew that it was time to tell him what I wanted.

"Stephen, I want you. I don't want to pretend that I'm a happy housewife anymore."

He pulled me closer as his cock slipped from my body. He kissed my neck in return.

"I don't want you to not be happy."

He stood up, my legs around his waist and he carried us up the stairs to my bedroom. He lay me down on the bed and removed his clothing. I spread my legs as he knelt between them, slowly licking and caressing my cunt into another series of orgasms. As I came hard time and time again, I knew that I making the right choice to leave Andrew. Like Stephen, my marriage to Andrew was over long ago. Why else would he have cheated? Why else would I have cheated? As Stephen moved over me and began to fuck me once again, I promised myself I would have the divorce papers signed for when Andrew returned from his business trip.

Those two days with Stephen were the best days of my life. We had sex and came more times that I am able to count. We never bothered getting dressed, and only left the bedroom to get something to eat. As the evening came upon us and I knew that he had to leave, I asked him to take me one last time. I wasn't sure when we'd be able to see each other again and I needed him before he left. As he came inside of me, I whispered in his ear that I wanted to be with him and that I was going to tell Andrew that night when he got home that our marriage was over. I held his body as close to me as possible as he breathed heavily into my neck. After our final moments, when he was getting dressed and putting his belongings back into his suitcase, I kissed him gently on the cheek and told him I knew I was making the right choice.

"I know I'm making the right choice too."

And then he left. I took a shower and changed the sheets and tried to clean up the house before Andrew got home, though I didn't really care if he knew what I was doing when he was gone. I put on a pair of sweats and a skimpy tank top and sat at the dining room table, pen in hand, ready to sign our divorce papers. I was reading over his conditions when I heard his key in the front door.

"Maria?"

I put the pen down, next to the envelope that still had his wedding ring in it and met him in the living room. He looked tired and worn down but genuinely glad to see me. I reached out my hand for his overnight bag and took it upstairs. I didn't hear him follow me and was surprised when I turned around; he was standing face to face with me.

"I missed you, Maria."

He leaned closer to me and pressed his lips to mine. He moved the straps of the tank top down my shoulders, exposing my bare breasts. He moved his mouth from my lips, to my neck and began to slowly make his way between my breasts.

"Andrew, don't."

But he didn't stop. He knelt down in front of me and slowly pulled his old sweatpants from my body. He kissed my stomach gently and slowly moved his way from my navel to the soft flesh of my pussy. I spread my legs slightly as he began to suck my clit and finger me. I knew where this was leading and I part of me didn't want to stop him. It had been a long time since Andrew fucked me the way I needed to be fucked. He slipped two fingers deep inside my cunt as I came, my knees nearly buckling from under my body. I motioned back to the bed and he followed me, taking a place between my open legs and making me come again from his tongue. I moaned his name over and over again, while I thought about how weird it was that mere hours before I was saying Stephen's name in the same exact position. Andrew stood up abruptly and removed his clothing, revealing his thick shaft. He grabbed a condom from the nightstand, slid it on his erection and moved his body between my legs, sliding his cock deep inside my cunt. Like I did that first time, I wrapped my limbs tightly around his body as he began to thrust in and out of me. I came almost immediately from the feeling of fullness that his cock brought me. He pulled me close and rolled us over so that I was now on top of him. I sat up and moved my body over his cock, letting him take in the full sight of my body as I fucked him. He rubbed two fingers over my clit as I came again, my pussy grasping the entire length of him deep inside of me. I put my hands on his knees and spread my legs to his shoulders, knowing that the view alone would make him come. He didn't disappoint me, and soon he matched my orgasm with one of his own. I moved myself next to him on the bed as he removed the come filled condom and threw it in the trash can.

"When are we going to stop fucking like we're still sixteen?"

The question seemed to catch him off guard and he looked at me with a confused face.

"The condom? We're not little kids anymore, Andrew. You are allowed to come inside me. We're old enough to face the consequences."

A slow smile began to take over his face. "You like that?" I sat up and turned to face him on the bed. "I like that a lot, actually." Andrew didn't say anything as he too sat up and began to caress my back.

"There are a lot of things I like to have done to me that might blow your mind, Andrew."

He blushed and I knew he was thinking about the video of me in the middle of a gang bang.

"I can't explain it, but I like having a guy come inside me. I like the closeness of it."

There was something about the way I said that last statement that got Andrew turned on again, though he didn't initiate anything with me. He stood and left the room, returning a moment later with small bag. He placed the bag on the bed.

"Open it."

I reached forward and opened the bag. I was surprised to find a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold.

"I'm not letting you throw away what we have. I'm going to fight for you, even it means putting myself in an uncomfortable situation." I smiled. I wasn't sure what he had planned but I was touched by his effort.

"And I invited Stephen over tomorrow. There are a few things the three of us need to talk about." I sat in silence.

"Why don't you get some rest; tomorrow is going to be a long day for you."

Andrew kissed me on the cheek before leaving our bedroom for the night. I wondered what he had in mind for the next day and what part the handcuffs and blindfold were going to play in any type of conversation with Stephen.

I awoke the next day to the sounds of voices in the kitchen. There must have been about five or six people down there. I grabbed my sweats off the floor and a button down shirt out of the closet and headed down the stairs. I couldn't believe my eyes. Andrew and Stephen were talking with Chris, Alex and Brian. My heart nearly stopped. I started to turn back up the stairs but Andrew saw me.

"Just the woman we were waiting for."

They all moved toward me, each grabbing a different part of my body and carrying me back up the stairs. They laid me on the bed, removing my clothes and the covers from the bed in the process. Someone grabbed my wrists and handcuffed them together and another placed the blindfold on my eyes. Andrew leaned over and whispered in my ear "After what I did to you, I deserve this as my punishment."

And then it began. For the next couple of hours my body was fucked over and over. Since I couldn't see who it was in the moment, I could only guess. But I was pretty sure that Stephen and Andrew had yet to fuck me, leaving just Chris, Alex and Brian taking multiple turns fucking my cunt. As more and more of their come seeped out of my body, I tried to imagine what Andrew was thinking. Stephen had been the one to introduce me to gang-banging, but this was new for Andrew. As I came from the pounding each guy gave me, I let the thoughts escape my mind. I thought about how good it felt to be taken over and over. I lay on our bed, my cunt oozing with come. When the last one finished and left and the door shut behind them, it was just me, Andrew and Stephen in the room

Andrew leaned next to my ear and said how sorry he was that we were here, doing these things to hurt one another. That even though it's something I enjoy, watching these men fuck me actually hurt him. But he didn't regret giving me this one last moment with them if it meant we could fix our marriage. He told me again and again that he loved me and he was sorry for ever cheating on me. But I had no answer for him. Part of me wasn't sorry. Part of me longed to live this life of degradation with Stephen. Part of me wanted both of them to fuck me right that moment!

"Does watching your wife get fucked make you love her more? "Is this what you wanted to see; your wife being used by complete strangers?"

Stephen's voice was icy.

"I wanted to give her one last time before we commit to our marriage again."

Stephen laughed loudly; "You're marriage!? I'm pretty sure that is over."

There was anger in Stephens's voice as he defended me to Andrew.

"I never imagined my marriage having a moment like this, but I have to roll with the punches if I want to keep Maria."

Stephen laughed, sure of himself after what I told him the day before.

"What makes you so sure she's going to stay with you?"

"Because she didn't sign our divorce papers yet. And she fucked me last night."

Stephen let out a loud huff in anger. He pulled the blindfold off of my eyes.

"You fucked him?!"

I nodded my head in response. I didn't have the heart to say yes out loud, let alone that it actually had the power to sway my decision to stay with Andrew.

"I told my wife that our marriage was over and she left town with my daughter and you fucked him?!"

Stephen placed one hand on my stomach and the other over my pussy. He shoved his fingers deep inside my cunt.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to make it so you love your wife a little more! I'm going to fuck her hard. This isn't the innocent little girl you fell in love with. This girl is one of the dirtiest sluts I know!"

Stephen began to fuck my cunt with his fingers and despite the look of sadness on Andrew's face, I couldn't help but to enjoy myself. Andrew looked on in horror as his best friend finger fucked his wife. I closed my eyes so I could concentrate on the pleasure, even thought that was wrong.

"You're going to watch me fuck your wife, you sorry bastard! Part of me wished I could see the expression on Andrew's face but I was also glad I chose not to as his best friend slid his cock inside me that last time. I let out a heavy moan as my pussy clenched around him. Stephen didn't kiss my neck or say loving things this time, instead he kept his face as far away from me as possible. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his body like I did all the times before and pulled him deeper inside me as he fucked me. I moaned and cried out his name as the orgasms that he brought me washed over me. He thrust faster and harder inside of me. He shoved my legs toward my chest as he pumped hard and fast in and out of my cunt. I came over and over again for both of them.

"Are you watching Andrew? Are you watching me? I'm about to come inside of your slutty wife!"

And with one last thrust, Stephen released his semen inside me. When he was done, he got up abruptly, leaving my cunt exposed and dripping with his come. There was no post coital moment of affection like there was in the past. He got dressed and headed for the door. I held out my hand for him, not wanting him to go. I still wasn't sure of the decision I was going to make. But he didn't reach for my hand.

"You know, she's all yours. With all of the men who've fucked her over the last year, I don't want to even think about sticking my cock inside that dirty cunt again."

He left, slamming the door behind him. Andrew sat on the edge of the bed, removing the handcuffs from my wrists. He lifted me off of the bed and took me down the hall to the shower. He slipped into the shower behind me, caressing my skin with soap and the beads of warm water. We headed downstairs and fell asleep on the pull out couch. When I woke up, he was gone. On the coffee table were the divorce papers and his wedding ring, with a note saying it was truly over. And that was the end of my marriage. The last I heard Andrew and Michelle were married and raising her daughter together and Stephen got remarried.

And I ended up alone.