Let me set the scene.
My wife Katya and I are in our early thirties and have been married for 10 years. Katya's been known to everyone as Kitty for most of her life, the nickname coming from her younger sister who hadn't been able to say her name properly. I'm a fairly average looking guy, but she could be described as pretty much the classic 1950s bombshell at a petite 5'4, just under 10 stone with a wonderful figure. We met during our first year of university and hit it off straight away. She'd had plenty of offers to go out with other guys, but our similar upbringing in quite traditional, religious families, meant we had lots in common. We married shortly after we finished our courses, and were each other's first sexual partners. Sure, we'd had a fairly sheltered upbringing, but we loved each other and, just like our relationship, everything went perfectly.
And then... about six months ago, Matt, a very good friend of mine from secondary school invited me on his stag weekend to Amsterdam. Some of the things I saw there were eye-opening to say the least, but the worst bit about the whole weekend was David, one of my friend's colleagues from the big investment bank they worked at. David was everything I'm not, he's better looking, more confident, actually, scratch that, he's arrogant to the point of being annoying.
But to please my friend I put up with David, his bragging and constant flirting with any woman we came across for most of the weekend.
However on the last night of the trip, we were in a bar, the rest of the group were all really drunk and I was pretty tipsy for me as well. David had spotted some girl across the bar and was rating her out of 10, which I found offensive. What was worse, was that my friend was joining in and comparing her to his fiancée! When I caught that I was about to interject, but they both turned to me.
"Pete," said Matt, "what do you think? Is that girl there an 8 or a 9?"
"Oh Matt," I began, "that's..."
"Matty, Matty, just because you're punching above your weight with Hayley, doesn't mean that everyone who's slightly attractive is an 8 or a 9." Interjected David. "That girl there is a solid 7. Don't you think Pete?"
They were both slurring their words slightly and I knew I wasn't going to be able to get out of this like I wanted to.
"Well..."
"I'm punching!!" Exclaimed Matt, digging in his pocket for his phone.
"Just wait until you see this..." he scrolled through the screen until he found what he wanted. "I might be going up a division or two, but old Pete here is punching about 8 divisions higher! Just look at his missus!!"
He held up his phone to show a picture of Kitty and myself at a BBQ with Matt a couple of years earlier. She was wearing a quite plain summer dress and flat shoes, but to me she looked as radiant as ever. But I was incensed that my friend had bought her into a conversation like this one. I was about to chastise Matt when David grabbed the phone and stared at the picture.
"Fuck ME!" He said. "She is fucking gorgeous!!! How the hell did you pull her Pete?"
"I did not ‘pull' her as you so crudely put it David. We met, were attracted and got married."
"Yeah right. You must have had your work cut out, she must have been beating the guys off with a stick, the ones she wasn't nailing that is!!"
He and Matt burst into laughter at that, which made me incensed. I grabbed the phone and switched it off.
"We both come from good, honest families I'll have you know, not like some drunkards around here. And we were both content to wait until we were married to consummate our relationship, as is proper."
I loved my wife dearly and, although I shouldn't have cared what these two idiots thought, felt I needed to defend her honour.
"She wasn't beating anyone off with a stick, and she certainly wasn't ‘nailing' anyone either."
"Alright, alright!! Don't get your knickers in a twist Pete!" Said Matt, my anger having a seemingly sobering effect on him. "I'm sorry I bought Kitty up, I shouldn't have done. Look, let's get another round in shall we?"
"Good idea, my turn!" Said David, standing up and walking to the bar.
When he was gone, Matt slid over to me. "Pete, look, I really am sorry about that. It's just, I needed a comeback and I'm afraid you and Kitty were the only thing I could think off. It was wrong and I apologise. Are we good?"
He held out his hand to me.
"Apology accepted Matt." I said, shaking his hand.
He gave me a smile, which was interrupted by someone else in our group tapping him on the shoulder and offering him a shot. He took it and was talking to the others when David came back with the drinks. Placing them on the table, David took up his spot next to me.
"Look, Pete, mate. You know we're all a bit drunk and mucking around, so there's no malice in anything. But come on, tell me, you and, Kitty was it?" I nodded. "You were really each other's firsts?"
"We were. There are some places where values still hold."
He shook his head.
"I'm impressed, really I am. Values like that are hard to find nowadays. I mean, as you may have guessed, normally I see a picture of a woman as attractive as Kitty and I'm mentally counting how many notches she has on her bed post!" He laughed, seemingly expecting me to join in.
"No? But I bet she's a bit of a minx in the bedroom anyway, isn't she. Her wild side comes out once you get her behind closed doors?"
"I'm not sure what you're getting at here David, but Kitty is a loving wife. She's certainly not a minx."
"Alright, I'll make a bet with you Pete. I bet there is a real minx inside your wife, one that's just waiting to burst out and make her a sexual animal. And I can get it out of her."
"What do you mean, you can get it out of her?" I was a bit tipsy, my and my wife's honour had been insulted by this cocky man, and I couldn't help but rise to him in a way that was abnormal for me.
"I mean, give me a night with her and she'll end up doing things you never imagined. In fact, by the end of the night, I reckon me and my friends will have created an insatiable sex machine for you!"
"You and your friends?!?"
"Hell yeah, woman like that, I reckon she could take on double figures easily."
"Well, David, I know my wife, and I know that that is something that would never happen!"
"In that case, what have you got to lose? Give me a chance, an evening together, if nothing happens, then I'll give you 10 grand, one for each guy who will have missed out. Plus you'll have the knowledge that your wife's virtue is intact."
"And if you win? Not that you will of course."
Why was I rising to this odious man?
"Well, I'll have spent a night with a great looking woman, and given her an experience she'll never forget. That's enough for me. I'll have it set up so that you'll be able to watch things as they progress to show there's no funny business, just me and my natural charm with the ladies."
My mind was racing. I knew I could trust Kitty, but ten thousand pounds was a lot of money, especially as we needed a new car. I couldn't gamble with my wife like that though, could I? Incredibly, I felt my hand extend towards David.
"You're on!" I heard the words, but couldn't believe they were coming from me.
"Brilliant! I'll be in touch a couple of weeks after we get back with the details."
With that, he turned back to talk to the rest of the group.
Just over a month had passed since we returned from the stag weekend. Matt was now a happily married man, and the bet with David had slipped out of my mind. Seeing him at the wedding had made me a little nervous as it was only a week after we had spoken, but as he didn't come over to speak to me I thought he must have forgotten about it.
And then one lunchtime my phone rang. I didn't recognise the number, but as it was a mobile calling me I guessed it wouldn't be a sales call, so answered.
"Hello."
"Pete? It's Dave, Matt's mate, remember? He gave me your number, hope you don't mind."
"Err, no, no. How are you David?"
"I'm good thanks Pete, very good. You?"
"Yes, I'm fine thank you." I hoped my voice didn't betray me as I said that. I knew there would only be one reason why he had asked Matt for my number, and I could feel my stomach doing somersaults as he spoke.
"Good, great to hear." He replied. "Now you can probably guess why I'm ringing. Good news, my friend, good news. I have made some arrangements and here's how we're going to put our Amsterdam conversation into action."
"Sorry, David." I interrupted. "Look, I know what we discussed, but we were both drunk, surely you can't expect me to actually go through with anything."
"Oh, Pete, Pete, Pete. We may both have had a drink or two, but we shook on a wager, and a gentleman never backs out of a bet, do they?"
"Well..."
"And don't forget, you're so confident in your lovely wife's virtue that you stand to gain at least 10k from this."
"Yes, I know, but..."
"Ten grand Pete, I'm sure you can find a few uses for that kind of money."
"Well, it would be handy..."
"Excellent, excellent. So here's the plan. I've got a friend who runs a small boutique hotel in the city. Six rooms, bar, very classy. Anyway, he's agreed to let me take it over for the weekend after next. You'll arrange to meet Kitty in the bar on the Friday night, up to you how you get her there, but then, whoops, you have to work late and can't make it. Once you've made that call to tell her, I'll swoop in and we'll see how things pan out. And don't worry, it'll just be my charm that I use, you don't have to worry about me slipping her anything. In fact, we'll have you set up in one of the rooms in the hotel with a series of video streams that you can watch to keep an eye on things. Another friend of mine is a bit of a whizz in surveillance electronics, so he'll be able to supply some high-tech kit.
And don't worry about the guys either, they're all blokes that I know well so no nasty infections or anything like that either.
All clear?"
I'd listened agog at the other end of the phone as he went through the details. He seemed to have planned this to the minutest detail! But then, somewhere in my mind came the thought ‘but he won't have planned for Kitty's love for you. She won't fall for his spiel however charming he is, you're on safe ground.'
"All clear David."
"Perfect, I shall see you both in just over a week then."
That small part of my mind remained in charge as I went home and told Kitty that, as I'd been away with the boys for Matt's stag weekend, it was time for us to do something special together. I told her that she should meet me at the hotel's bar on the specified date at 6.30pm. We'd have a drink there and then go for a nice meal together.
Kitty was genuinely made up at the thought of us doing something special and spent most of the next few days um-ing and ah-ing over what she would wear. I told her that she'd look lovely whatever she chose and that I'd be the happiest, proudest man in the area. I believed that too, as I knew that I would be walking away with my lovely wife and ten thousand pounds.
The day arrived and I got to the hotel for 6pm. David met me in the lobby and took me up to room 2. As we climbed the stairs, there was no lift in the hotel, he explained to me that there were eleven men in the hotel apart from himself. They would be playing the parts of either guests or staff so that Kitty wouldn't suspect anything.
We reached the room and he showed me inside. On a small table in one corner was a laptop, the display showing a split screen view of the bar, one of the bedrooms and a couple of blank screens. There was also another guy in there, stood next to the table.
"Pete meet Dan. Dan's the camera guy that I told you about, he's going to talk you through the set up."
"Hi Pete." Said Dan, extending his hand.
I shook it.
"Dan."
"So, I'll keep it simple, we have a few cameras here tonight. Only two are live at the moment, the bar and the bedroom as you can see. The blank squares will come live once the other cameras get switched on. Show him Dave."
One of the squares flickered and then displayed Dan and me by the laptop.
"Dave's got a buttonhole camera in that lapel pin on his jacket there, which will give you a good view of the early stages. There's a sound feed on everything, so you'll be able to follow the whole lot easily. You can keep it split screen if you want, but if you want to zoom on a particular feed just double click on the relevant square."
He demonstrated this with the feed from the buttonhole camera, which jumped to fill the full screen.
"To go back to split screen, simply click on the cross here."
Another demonstration.
"All good?"
I nodded, my mouth dry. Suddenly the confident part of my brain had gone quiet. These guys were so organised, I couldn't help thinking that they would somehow have the perfect plan to get what they wanted.
"Right, we've got about ten minutes before Kitty's due, so we'll leave you here to get used to the set up Pete and go and get ready."
They left the room and I sat, frozen in front of the screen for a moment. Shaking myself, I got up and crossed the room to get a bottle of water. When I returned a glance at the laptop showed me that Kitty, my beautiful wife, was walking into the bar.
She was wearing one of my favourite dresses, dark blue with quite short sleeves, a square neck line and that went down to her knees. She'd teamed it with her favourite black riding boots. My heart started racing as I saw her looking so lovely and thought of what I was about to do. I watched as she ordered herself a glass of white wine and went to sit at one of the tables looking towards the entrance to the bar. She pulled a magazine from her bag as she sat back to wait for my arrival.
She first checked her watch about ten minutes later, clearly wondering where I was as I'm usually pretty punctual. Her wine was about half gone by this time.
I left it about another 5 minutes before I called. It was rather surreal as I watched her pick up.
"Hi sweetie."
"Hi honey, where are you?"
"Oh babe, I'm really sorry. Things blew up here at work just as I was about to leave the office and now there's a major problem with the US that I need to help get sorted."
"Oh, Pete. I'm so sorry to hear that." That was Kitty through and through, always thinking of others. "When do you think you'll be free?"
"I wish I could say Kitty, but it's a real mess. I could be looking at another couple of hours maybe, although I really hope it's not that long."
"Oh poor you! Well, as nice as this bar is, in that case I'll finish my drink and will probably head home in a bit then."
"OK darling, thanks for being so understanding. If there was any way round it I'd be out of here like a shot. Enjoy the rest of your drink and I'll make it up to you at the weekend, promise."
"OK sweetheart. See you later."
"See you later Kitty."
With that I ended the call and sat down to see what happened.
Kitty checked her watch again, took a sip of her wine and picked up her magazine to continue reading whatever she had been when I called. That was when David made his move.
The table that Kitty was sat at was close to the bar, and you had to walk past it to go and order. He had been sat at another table in a far corner, keeping an eye on Kitty to see when my call would be finished. Having seen her hang up, he waited a moment and then made his way to the bar. As he passed her table he did a double take and then stopped.
"Hi." Kitty looked up at him. "Look, sorry, but are you Kitty?"
"Yes." She replied, a touch of wariness in her voice.
"I thought so." David held out his hand. "I'm David, one of Matt's friends. I was on the stag weekend with him and Pete."
"Oh right!" Kitty took his hand. "Nice to meet you."
"And you, and might I say, you're even more beautiful that you photo!"
My wife blushed at the compliment.
"Is Pete around? It would be great to see him again."
"Unfortunately not, we were supposed to meet here before going for a special meal together but he's been caught at work. So I'm just going to finish my drink and head home." The disappointment in her voice was clear through the microphone and made me feel very guilty about setting her up like this. But I knew she'd forgive me, particularly with the money we were going to earn.
"Oh I'm sorry to hear that. Look, I hope you don't think I'm being too forward, but it would be a shame for you to go home so early. Can I buy you another drink?"
"Oh, you're kind, but that's fine. Plus I wouldn't want to keep you from whatever you're here for."
"No trouble at all Kitty, you wouldn't be keeping me from anything. This is my little bolt hole when I need somewhere quiet away from my colleagues. I would have just been sat having a quiet drink or two before going home myself. So in a way you'd be doing me a favour by stopping me from looking like a sad Billy-no-mates."
"I suppose I could stay for one more. Pete's not going to be back until late and I'd just be on my own at home."
"See, so we'd be doing each other a favour in a way."
"Very true." Replied Kitty with a smile.
"So, what are you drinking?"
"Oh, just the house white."
"Well nice as that is, I think a lady like you should be drinking something a bit classier. Do you like champagne?"
"I don't know, that's a bit expensive for us so we don't really drink it."
"Right, well allow me to give you a new experience."
He called over one of the "waiters".
"A bottle of Dom Perignon and two glasses please."
As the waiter headed off, David gestured to the seat opposite Kitty.
"May I?"
"Please do."
He sat and they shared a bit of small talk until the champagne arrived. David opened it with a pop of the cork which elicited a small jump followed by an embarrassed giggle from my wife. He poured two glasses and handed one to Kitty.
"Voila madame."
"Thank you."
She took a sip.
"Oooh, that's nice, and I love the bubbles! I could get used to this!" She took a bigger drink.
"See, I told you that this is the drink for a lovely lady like you."
David topped her glass up.
There were another couple of minutes of small talk about work and such like, before David switched tactic slightly. By this time Kitty had had two glasses of champagne on top of the wine she'd had earlier, while he'd had only about half a glass. Kitty was clearly relaxing and beginning to enjoy herself and his company, and I have to admit he was a very smooth talker, keeping the conversation flowing easily.
"Kitty, I apologise again in advance if I'm a bit forward. That's a lovely dress and really suits you, but I'm sure most women I see wearing that style have the sleeves off their shoulders, so the neckline is completely straight. Why don't you?"
"Well, I would, but the trouble is the you'd see the straps of my bra." She got very quiet towards the end of that sentence, her embarrassment clear.
"Sorry? I missed that." Responded David.
"You'd see my bra straps." Replied Kitty, louder this time.
"Couldn't you just take it off?"
"What? And be naked underneath!" Said Kitty, shocked. "Oh I couldn't do that."
"Why not? You're an attractive lady, you'd look stunning like that, believe me. Why don't you give it a try? Pop to the toilet, take your bra off and see what you think with the dress off your shoulders. If you don't like it, you can always put your bra back on, if you do..." He shrugged.
Kitty gave a little giggle.
"Well when you put it like that, I could give it a try. I'll be back in a minute."
With that she headed off to the bathroom. I was sure she would come back dressed as she had left, my wife was always quite conservative with her look and I didn't believe a bit of smooth talking would convince her otherwise.
David topped up her glass and addressed me through the camera.
"I know what you're thinking Pete, but I reckon you're wrong, she'll have those sleeves down when she comes back, believe me. And I'm also moving on to stage two."
He took out his phone and showed me what he had called up on to the screen. There was a short porn video showing. A woman in between two men, one with his penis in her mouth and one having sex with her. I was stunned, but knew this would be the straw that broke the camel's back and would lead to Kitty walking out on him.
Her route back to the table would come from behind him and so she would be bound to see it. Sure enough a moment later, on one of the other cameras, I saw her heading back into the bar. To my surprise, the shoulders of her dress were down on her arms and she'd even tied her hair back to show off her neck and shoulders even more!
"OK," I thought, "so he got that right, but the video will kill everything."
I watched her walk to the table and slow down slightly as she approached, her eyes registering the video. She missed a step, but carried on and sat down.
"Oh, sorry Kitty, I didn't hear you coming!"
"I'm not surprised David, I'd say you were rather distracted!"
"Oh! Oh no, you saw the video!! I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to watch it, it's just one of the guys filmed it on the stag weekend, just sent it to me and it started playing automatically. I hope you aren't offended."
"Well, it was a bit shocking, but I'm not offended. More, well, curious."
"Curious?"
"Yes, I mean, one, why would a woman be with two men, two, what were they doing, three, where on earth were you that you could see something like that, and four was Peter there?"
"OK, well I'm glad you're not offended, I would have hated myself if I'd upset you. And before I answer your questions, might I say you look amazing with the dress like that! I knew you would, and your hair up really enhances the look."
Kitty blushed bright red.
"Thank you, David. I have to admit I did like how I looked when I took my bra off, but I wasn't sure if I could come out like that. That's why it took me a few minutes to come out, but I thought you only live once, so here I am."
"Well I'm very happy you decided to honour me with the first ‘unveiling'."
I don't know whether Kitty picked it up, but I could hear the smugness in his voice directed at me.
"So, to your questions. It was while we were in Amsterdam, there are a lot of places over there in the red-light district that offer live sex shows, so the three in the video are professionals. We were all there, but if I'm honest I don't thing Pete was that comfortable with it. I didn't realise that anyone had filmed it though, because you're not supposed to do that."
"OK, well in a way I'm glad Peter didn't enjoy it, but still very surprised that he was there. But still, one woman and two men?! That seems, well I don't know, I can't really get my head around it."
"Well, as I say, she's a professional, but having said that I know a number of women who are happy with multiple partners at the same time."
"Really?!? But..."
"Kitty," David put his hand over hers, "don't think I'm being rude, but you're not very experience sexually, are you?"
Again I watched as my wife's face turned red. This was it, I thought, now she's going to walk away. She took a couple of deep breaths and a big drink of champagne.
"Well, I guess not. Peter and I were each other's firsts, we love each other and our sex life is good."
"I'm sure it is, but there's a whole different world out there. I could explain the video to you, but if you feel uncomfortable at any time, then please tell me to stop."
"I am a bit uncomfortable David, if I'm honest, as we've only just met and we've moved on to a very personal topic. But in a strange way I'm curious to hear more."
"OK, so I'll start slowly. You are aware there are four main ways that men and women can pleasure each other?"
"Four?"
"Well, there's straightforward vaginal sex, yes?"
Kitty nodded.
"And then you can manually or orally stimulate someone."
A slightly puzzled look crossed her face.
"Woah! So, you and Pete have never used your hands, fingers and tongues to get each other off?"
Kitty gave a minute shake of her head. I couldn't believe that she really was sharing this kind of information with David.
"You've never taken his penis in your hand and stroked it, or put it in your mouth? Or he's never touched you down there with his fingers or tongue?"
Again she shook her head.
"Wow. Well I guess I've educated you somewhat already. But then I also guess that you've never, ever experienced the fourth method, which is anal sex?"
My wife gasped and put both of her hands over her mouth. Slight muffled she spoke.
"Anal? As in, the bottom?!? But surely that's not possible."
"It is, and a lot of people enjoy it."
She drained her glass and David filled it again.
"So, when a woman is with several men, she'll use a combination of those to look after them. And of course, she'll get a lot of pleasure herself. Just imagine how nice it is when you and Pete are together, and then multiply that by two or three."
Kitty fanned herself with her hands.
"You're getting uncomfortable, I apologise. Let's change topic."
"No, it's just, it feels odd talking about this with so many other people in the room... and all male."
"OK, I understand. Well, if it helps, I know the owner of the hotel and he usually keeps a room free for me if I'm in at the weekend, we could go there and continue talking somewhere more private if you prefer?"
"That sounds good."
I was rooted to my seat. I could see my world beginning to crumble as David drew my wife into his debauched world. She still hadn't ceded completely, but I could tell it was only a matter of time. Part of me wanted to storm out of my room, money be damned, and take my wife home. But the other part, a part that I never knew existed, and probably the same part of Kitty's brain that was now in charge, wanted to see what happened next.
They left the bar and headed to the staircase.
"It's on the third floor, ladies first."
Kitty started to climb the stairs and from David's camera I watched her walk up in front of him. When they reached the first landing David spoke.
"Kitty, can I ask you a question?"
"Yes."
"You know how I said that your dress would look better with the sleeves down, and was right. Can I suggest that it would also look better if it was a bit shorter?"
She giggled.
"Shorter? Well I can't cut the bottom off, can I?"
He laughed.
"True, but you could pull it up a bit, couldn't you?"
"I guess, hold my drink will you?"
He took her glass and she rolled the bottom of her dress up to just above her knees.
"Well?"
"Come on Kitty, don't tease. I'm sure you could go a bit higher? I bet you've got lovely legs, why keep them hidden?"
She smiled. Taking the bottom of her dress she pulled it to mid-thigh.
"These legs? They're alright I guess."
"Kitty, they're beautiful. Go on, a bit higher, just for me?"
She pulled slowly upwards.
"How far?"
My wife was flirting with this man! I was amazed.
She kept drawing it up until it was only an inch or so beneath her bottom.
"Perfect!" Said David. "That's how a lady with your figure should dress."
"So you say, but I can't tell, can I?"
"There's a mirror in my room, you'll be able to see the transformation there."
Kitty, holding her dress high, turned and continued walking up the stairs. From David's viewpoint, as I watched on the screen, he had a great sight of her legs and almost her bottom walking up in front of him. I had to admit, she looked great with more skin on display.
They reached the room and Kitty went straight over to the mirror. From the camera in the room I watched her twisting and turning in front of it as she admired herself.
"Once again David, you were right. I do look good, if feels odd to have so much more skin showing than I normally do, but at the same time I feel... sexy."
"You are a very sexy lady Kitty, you should have confidence in your body and show it off more!"
He walked over to her to give her glass, and from his reflection I could see a quite sizeable bulge in his trousers. Kitty fiddled with her dress to get it to stay up higher and turned to get her drink. As she saw David she got an eyeful of his crotch.
"Oh my! David!"
"I'm sorry Kitty, but when I'm with a gorgeous lady certain reactions happen. Particularly when the conversation has been like the one we were having."
"I'm strangely flattered to be the cause of that reaction!" Replied my wife. "But let's carry on our talk, I'm intrigued now to hear more. You say a woman would use a combination of the four methods?"
David showed her to one of the chairs in the room and took out his phone again. Calling up the video again, he sat in the other chair next to her and showed it to her.
"Yes, see, she has one man in her... and I'm going to use some slightly cruder language than you're perhaps used to now... pussy while she'd giving the other a blow job."
"I see. A blow job?"
"Oral sex. The woman uses her tongue and mouth to stimulate the man's cock. Often going for what's called deep throat, where he sticks it all the way into her throat."
"Nooo!" Exclaimed Kitty. "That's not possible, is it?"
"Well it is quite a difficult skill to master, particularly if the man is particularly hung."
"Hung?"
"Yes, if he has a large cock."
"What do you mean by large?"
"OK, this is a bit personal, but how big would you say Pete's dick is?"
"His penis? About this big." She held her fingers about 6 inches apart.
"OK, about average then. Well some men are bigger, from a couple of inches more like mine would be, to maybe double that size believe it or not!"
"What, this big?!?" She moved her fingers about a foot apart. "No way!"
"Yep, that big."
Kitty shook her head, trying to envisage something that size.
"Anyway, so from the spit-roast, which is a way of describing that video, those three actually went on to perform a double penetration."
"Double? What both of their dicks, in her pussy?" She stumbled slightly over the unfamiliar terms.
"Well that's actually a double vaginal. A DP is where one would be in her pussy and one in her arse."
My wife took a drink.
"Amazing! And this woman does this for money? But she's really attractive, surely she doesn't need to."
"She probably just enjoys sex and if she can get paid for it, then why not. And sure, she's kind of attractive but, if I may be so bold, you're better looking than her."
"David!" She gave him a playful tap on the arm. "I'm a married woman!"
"That doesn't detract from your beauty Kitty. And if I see an attractive lady, then I'm going to tell her. Of course, I can't make a direct comparison because, well... the woman in the video is naked."
"Would you like to make a direct comparison?"
"Kitty, I won't lie to you, I'd love to see you naked. But as you say, you're a married woman and I don't want you to do anything that you don't want to."
She took a deep breath, stood up and turned to face him and dropped her dress to the floor. My wife was now naked bar her white knickers and black boots in front of a man she had met less than an hour previously.
David let out a low whistle.
"So, what do you think?"
"Oh Kitty, you're amazing! Much more attractive than the other woman."
"Thank you, it's nice to get such a reaction." Her eyes went to his crotch, which was now tenting even more.
David caught her look and shifted position slightly so the bulge was even more apparent.
"I think I'm not the only one to have a reaction Kitty."
He looked her square in the eye and then down her body.
"What do you mean?" Asked my wife, looking down at herself.
"Your nipples are really erect and you have a damp spot on your knickers."
She gasped and put her hand down to her crotch. As she did so, she shivered.
"Oh, oh, what happened there?"
"I think you might have had a little orgasm Kitty when you touched yourself."
"Oh, wow. That was a surprise."
"Why not try it again Kitty. Sit on the bed and play with yourself."
She moved to the bed and sat on the edge.
"But, I don't know how."
"Take your knickers off and just start touching yourself down there. You'll work out what feels right."
She lifted herself up slight as she slid her panties down her legs and then ran a hand down to her nether regions. Slowly she started to touch and stroke herself with one hand and after a couple of moments moved the other to play with her own breasts. Her breath started coming in shorter and shorter gasps before she started a bit of a chant.
"Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh yessss!!!"
Panting she fell back on to the bed. She took a couple of gasps and sat up.
"Wow, I've never done that before, I think I might try that again in the future!" Her eyes had been half closed, but as she opened them she saw David now had his trousers round his ankles and his penis in his hand. Kitty's eyes opened even wider.
"Oh, David!"
"I'm sorry Kitty, but watching you masturbate and then come, well my dick just got so hard and uncomfortable in my trousers I had to take it out. But now I can't seem to come myself."
"Oh, I'm sorry David. And that was because of me?"
He nodded as she stood up and walked towards him.
"It is quite big, isn't it?"
"As I said, a couple of inches bigger than Pete's."
"Can I touch it?"
"If you want to Kitty, of course."
Tentatively my wife reached out her hand to touch the first penis other than mine she'd ever touched. She rubbed her hand gently over the head eliciting a moan from David.
"There's no hood."
"I'm Jewish Kitty, so I've been circumcised."
"Wow, it makes it look and feel so different."
By now her hand had wrapped round the shaft and was stroking slowly up and down.
"Kitty, that feels amazing. Why don't you try just licking it a bit, that might help me get off."
Kitty knelt down in front of David and slowly stuck out her tongue to lick the tip. David moaned again, so she licked it again, this time running her tongue around the ridge of his head.
"Put it in your mouth babe, just a bit."
She leant forward slightly and took the head in between her lips.
"Oh Kitty, you're awesome. Just bob your head up and down a bit. Oh yeah there you go."
At that, there was a knock at the door. I don't think Kitty heard it as she kept his penis in her mouth as the door opened. In walked one of the waiters with another bottle of champagne, and it was only as he walked across the room that Kitty lifted her head up.
David groaned.
"Don't stop Kitty, I'm so close!"
"But David, there's someone else here!"
"It doesn't matter Kitty, you're enjoying yourself, aren't you, and I'm about to come. Please, just finish."
She looked from the David to the waiter and back again before she bobbed her head down and took him back into her mouth.
"Oh yes Kitty, thank you!"
He shared a wink with the waiter, who waited a moment or two and then walked around behind Kitty. Kneeling behind her he reached round to cup her breasts and began to kiss her neck. My wife flinched and lifted her head.
"What! What's he doing?"
"Remember what I said before about how nice it is for a woman to be pleasing one man while another pleases her? This is your chance to experience that. Doesn't it feel nice what he's doing?"
By now one of the waiter's hands had slipped down her body and between her legs.
She moaned.
"Yes, but..."
"Enjoy yourself Kitty. A woman like you deserves some fun, this is just between us."
She sighed and then took David back into her mouth. Moving her head up and down elicited shorter breaths from him.
"That's it Kitty. That's it. I'm almost there. Yes, yes, I'm going to come!"
He pushed her head slightly so she lifted it and removed her mouth from his penis.
"Stroke it Kitty, point it at that beautiful body."
Kitty ran her hand up and down a couple of times until David's semen shot from the end, hitting her on the neck and breasts, where it was rubbed into her skin by the waiter, who was continuing to move his hands all over her body.
"Oh Kitty, for someone who's never given a blow job before, that was one of the best I've ever had!"
Her breath was short as the other man continued toying with her.
"You're welcome David. And I actually enjoyed it."
"See, I knew when I saw you Kitty you were a woman who would enjoy sex. But my friend now has the same problem I did."
"And because I've caused it, I should deal with it, right?"
"Well that would be nice for him."
"OK."
"I tell you what, why don't you lie on the edge of the bed. While he gets ready, I'll look after you."
Kitty walked back to the bed, sat on the edge and lay back with her legs dangling. David knelt between her legs and put them over his shoulders. Leaning forward he began kissing the tops of her legs, gradually working his way in to the middle. Moments later the other man, now naked, knelt on the bed next to her head and presented his dick to her. I watched as my wife eagerly took it in her hand, drawing it in to her mouth. The guy wasn't quite as gentle as David had been, putting his hand on the top of her head and thrusting into her mouth.
David meanwhile was licking eagerly at my wife's vagina, leading her to put a hand on his head, whether to slow him down or speed him up I don't know, but shortly after she removed the other man from her mouth and cried out.
"Oh David! I'm coming!!!"
The other man turned her head back towards him and continued thrusting into her mouth. He was only there to use her, and was grabbing hold of her breast as with a grunt he shot his load into her mouth, pulling out slightly to finish over her chin.
David didn't stop, as all of a sudden I noticed a new camera angle from underneath his chin. I knew now there was at least one other man in the room and David's plan was stepping up again.
I watched David slide two fingers into Kitty.
"Yes David, that feels great!"
He slid them in and out a bit and then changed angle, pushing one against her bum hole.
"Oooh, what are you doing?!"
"Don't worry Kitty, it's just a finger to see if you like it."
He continued pushing his finger past the second knuckle as he resumed his oral ministration. There was a slight jump in the camera and I saw the third man climb onto the bed and offer himself to Kitty. I'm not sure if she realised it was a different man, but she eagerly took this new cock into her mouth.
David now began to push a second finger into Kitty's backside. She moaned, seemingly more in pleasure than pain, as he worked the two fingers into her, occasionally stretching them wide a bit. I could see her chest heaving and again she detached herself from the third man.
"Yes, yes, yes, YEEEESSSSS!!!"
David removed himself from between her legs.
"Stand up and turn round."
Kitty picked herself up gingerly from the bed and turned around. The man she had been sucking shifted positing and lay on the bed, penis straight in the air.
"Bend over and finish him off."
My wife bent at the waist and took the man back deep into her mouth. As she did so, David positioned himself behind her, penis in hand and guided himself into her.
"Fuuucckkk Kitty! Your pussy is so tight!"
He pushed himself slowly forward until he was fully embedded inside her and then drew slowly out again. He did this a couple of times before just the tip inside her.
"God Kitty, I really want to enjoy this, but I think you just need to be fucked hard. Don't you?"
She said something, muffled by the fact her mouth was full.
"What did you say?"
She lifted her head.
"I said yes."
He slapped her backside.
"Answer properly. What do you need?"
"To be f..f...fucked."
"That's right, use the proper language. Tell me in full."
"I need to be fucked hard."
"Yeah you do!"
With that, the man beneath her grabbed her head and pulled her back down, while David rammed himself back inside forcefully.
Kitty let out a muffled scream as the two men used her. I could see she came once before David pushed his fingers back into her bottom. This time there was no reaction from Kitty, so he added a third while he continued ploughing himself into her.
After maybe five minutes the man she was sucking came, holding her head down as he thrust up into her. I could hear her choking as he emptied himself into her before releasing her and rolling away.
She gulped but then began to cry out.
"Yes, yes, fuck me hard! Give it to me, give it to me! Give me your big cock! Yes, Yes, YES, YEEEEESSSSS!!!!" She screamed and her legs gave way. David kept hold of her with one arm around her waist as he continued to thrust five or six more times before roaring and shooting his second load deep inside her.
"Fuck Kitty, you're the best fuck I've had in years! You're going to do great with me and my friends tonight."
She rolled over on the bed and was presented with a room full of naked men. I counted ten plus David, all with cocks at least the same size as his.
"Oh my!" She said. "All these men just for me?"
"Yes Kitty, you're going to have the night of your life."
"Oh well, who's next then?"
One of the men walked over and lay on the bed next to her.
"Sit on my cock."
Kitty straddled this new man and lowered herself slowly over him, relishing the new position and new cock.
"Mmmm, goooood!" She moaned.
He slapped her backside.
"Don't talk, just fuck me bitch!"
Kitty began to bounce herself up and down as the man reached up to grab hold of her breasts, squeezing them hard.
"Yes, yes, fuck me!" Chanted my wife.
The pair were joined by another newcomer who stood in front of my wife and presented himself to her. She practically inhaled him as she continued to bounce up and down on the man beneath her. A couple of minutes later another man joined them, this time taking up position behind Kitty. The man beneath her held her still as the latest man positioned himself at her backside. He began to try pushing his cock into her bum.
"Woah, wait! What are you doing?"
"Don't worry, it's just my fingers." Said the man, who I now recognised as the waiter who had been the first to take part.
Kitty was being held still, so couldn't see that this wasn't the case. Taking at his word she resumed the blow job she had been giving as the man pushed forward again.
His head popped into her bum hole and he worked a few more inches inside.
"Owwww!! You bastard! That's not your fingers!!!"
"Whoops! Rumbled!" He said, as he continued to push into her tight hole.
"Oh God! I can't believe you're doing that! I can't believe I'm doing this! It feels great! Keep going!"
"Two more inches and you've got it all."
"Yes, push it in, stick your dick in my arse!"
The man bottomed out.
"Hell yeah! All eight bitch, how does that feel? Eight inches of meat in your arse, and the same in your cunt!"
"It feels awesome. But don't talk, just fuck me!"
"You got it."
The two men were clearly practised at this as they were quickly into a rhythm, thrusting themselves into their respective holes. The third man was still standing on the bed and grabbed her head, pushing his hard rod into her mouth.
I watched my wife servicing three men simultaneously and loving every minute. I shifted position and felt something wet in my lap. Looking down I saw a huge dark stain across my crotch, where I had obviously ejaculated over the course of the action. Judging by the size of the patch, I guessed I'd actually come twice, which shamed me, angered me because this was my wife with other men that had led to the reaction and also I realised, turned me on massively. I felt myself growing harder as my attention returned to the screen.
There was now a different man in front of her and I could see a lot of come on her chin and breasts, clearly the previous man had blown his load all over her chest and face. The man underneath her gave two more thrusts, holding himself inside her on the last as he added his load to that of David.
The waiter wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the other man. Somehow keeping himself embedded in her arse, he rolled over to lie on the bed, Kitty now on top of him. I could see her body was flushed from the exertion and looking between her legs her I could see her lips were puffy and the hole was spread wide with the last load of semen seeping out.
The view was blocked as another man stepped in front and climbed on the bed. I switched camera angles and saw what was heading towards Kitty. This man had a cock that was easily as big as the twelve inches they had spoken about.
"Holy shit! That thing is never going to fit!!" Exclaimed Kitty. "Not with one in my arse as well!"
"Don't worry babe, I'll make it fit."
He took up position between her legs. Taking one in each hand he spread them wide and pushed them up and back.
"Not too much mate, her arse is tight enough as it is!" Called the waiter.
"Put it in."
I watched as Kitty reached forward and took hold of this monster cock. She could barely fit her hand around it as she tested the weight.
"No chance, that thing will break me in two."
"Put it in!"
He leaned forward as Kitty spread her lips wide with one hand and used the other to guide the fat head into her hole.
"A little help here guys." Said the man.
Two others came forward and took hold of Kitty's legs. He now took hold of his own shaft.
"Hold your pussy open for me."
The tip of the head was just inside her and Kitty was panting hard as she used both hands to spread her lips wide. There was clearly a hand held camera in the room as I saw another angle showing a close up of what was happening. Maximising that I watched as slowly he worked himself around until suddenly with a pop the fat head disappeared into my wife.
"Ow, ow, fuck. It's too much, it's too much, oh God if feels good though."
"That's the biggest bit Kitty, the other eleven inches will be easy."
Slowly he pushed back and forth, each in thrust putting a bit more inside her.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh..." recited my wife.
I was entranced as this behemoth worked into her tight hole, made tighter by the fact the waiter was still wedged into her backside. Just over halfway in I noticed a white foam beginning to cover her vagina lips and his cock as her juices and the loads of cum inside her were squashed and churned by the new invader.
After what seemed like at least five minutes I watched the last little bit push inside and the man's pubic hair mesh with Kitty's. She'd already come twice as he worked it in, and she was breathing hard again as he bottomed out.
"I told you you'd take it. Only the sixth woman ever to take all twelve and the first to do it in a DP. And now, get set for the ride of your life!"
With that, he withdrew just over half and then slammed forward. Kitty let out such a scream as she came that, had the hotel been occupied, would have had all of the other rooms calling the police. I heard it clearly even without the sound feed and my own cock erupted again.
The man pummelled her for another five minutes before the waiter called out.
"Oh shit, it's too much. Too tight, I'm cumming!!"
Kitty was as limp as a ragdoll as the man with the big dick picked her up and turned over. As he lay down the handheld camera zoomed in on my wife's no longer virgin arse to show it open and a pool of cum inside. The view was again cut off as someone else decided to take their place there.
Over the next three hours the men used Kitty as their own personal toy. They all fucked every hole at least once, even the monster cock managing to get about two thirds of the way in to her arse.
By the time they were worn out, Kitty was a mess. Both holes were wide open and she had cum all over her body, face and in her hair. The ten guys got dressed and left the room, leaving David and Kitty alone.
"So Kitty, what did I tell you. I knew you'd turn into a real sex maniac given the right treatment. You loved having eleven men all to yourself, didn't you?"
Kitty was exhausted as she answered.
"You were right David. I never thought I had it in me, but I loved being treated like that. Fuck me again?"
"Shit Kitty, you're insatiable. I'd love to, but I'm all out, I don't think even you could breathe life back into my dick at the moment. Why don't you just have a rest."
She yawned.
"OK, maybe a little nap. But you'll be back, right?"
David didn't answer, just got dressed and left the room.
Kitty watched him go, her hands wandering down between her legs as she began to masturbate. I'm not sure if she was trying to entice him back, but he wasn't watching. Regardless, she continued to play with herself, her sexuality awakened more than any of us would probably have imagined.
A minute later David was entering the room where I was.
"Well Pete. In one way I'm sorry for you given that you've just had to watch your wife cheat on you numerous times and in some pretty degrading ways. But in another way, you're now the luckiest man in the world, because you get to go home with one of the most incredible sluts I've ever had the pleasure of fucking. In fact, she was so good..." He walked across to the room safe and opened it. Taking out an envelope, he walked over to me.
"Wow, you enjoyed that, didn't you!" he said, spotting the massive stain on my trousers. "Anyway, as I was saying, even though your wife's honour crumbled like I knew it would, she was so good that she deserves this."
He handed me the envelope. Opening it, I took out a cheque for ten thousand pounds.
"I can't accept this David. You won the bet fair and square." My voice was heavy with resignation.
"That's as maybe Pete, but as I say, she's an absolute nympho and she's earned every penny of it. Now if I were you, I'd get to that room soon. I've spoken to my friend and the pair of you can have it for the weekend, everything's covered. I'd explore the new Kitty if I were you."
He handed me the room key and walked out, leaving me standing in the middle of the room with the cheque in my hand. I looked to the screen and Kitty was still playing with herself. Stuffing the cheque into my back pocket I exited the room and went up to where my wife was.
As I opened the door I saw her lying on the bed still playing with her pussy.
"I knew you'd come back." She said, not lifting her head. "Come on, fuck me again. Fuck my arse if you want."
With everything that had happened, I knew I should be angry with her. But her performance, and the way she looked in front of me now, on display and inviting me to her... my cock rose in my trousers. I was naked in seconds and strode across the room to her. Lifting her legs to my shoulders I rammed myself into her gaping bumhole.
"Yes, that's what I need. Fuck me har..." She looked up and saw that it was me that had invaded her back passage. She gasped and froze beneath me.
I continued thrusting into her as hard as I could.
"I've seen everything slut!"
"Peter, please..."
"Don't talk. Fuck!"
"Oh Peter!"
Her hand started moving again, and she slid a couple of fingers inside herself. Taking her legs from my shoulders she wrapped them around my back and pulled me closer, leaning up to kiss me hard on the mouth.
"Fuck my arse Peter, fuck it hard. It's yours, I'm yours, do with me what you want."
I reamed her until she came, which was enough to set me off, blasting my load into her back passage. I collapsed onto the bed next to her.
Kitty reached her hand over and cupped my face.
"I'm so sorry Peter. I love you! How can you forgive me?"
"It's me that should be asking for forgiveness Kitty. I set you up, I made a stupid drunken bet in Amsterdam with David and it's led to this."
"A bet?"
"He saw your picture and couldn't believe that we'd only slept with each other. He said you looked like a nymphomaniac in waiting and bet me ten thousand pounds that he'd be able to get you to sleep with ten men in one night. My drunken bravado, thinking I was defending you, took him up on that."
"Oh babe, I love that you defended me. But I've let you down terribly! I mean, look at me!!" She gestured to her cum covered body.
"You look amazing. More beautiful to me than ever before. David wanted me to know there had been no funny business in him trying to seduce you, so the whole hotel has been rigged up to cameras and I watched everything from one of the other rooms. Sure, I was angry when you first started to react to his seduction, but that was probably more with myself than with you as I put you in that situation. But the more I watched, the more I saw how amazing you are, you're beautiful and you had each one of those men wanting you. Sure they had you tonight, but I get to go home with you."
I kissed her and she responded passionately.
"I love you so much Peter!" She said, when we came up for air. She then began trailing little kisses down my chest. As she reached my crotch she looked up to me. "Now shall I show you something I've learned tonight?"
With that, she took my flaccid member into her mouth and began to bring it to erection. When I was fully hard, she kissed her way back up my body. As she guided my cock into her pussy she sighed.
"I may have enjoyed the others, but this is the one I really want."
She kissed my lips and I wrapped my arms around her as we made love.
We spent the rest of the weekend in bed, exploring each other in ways we'd never considered before.
Since then, as long as we've not been visiting our families, who would never understand, Kitty's dressed very differently to before. Lower necklines, shorter skirts, heels, sexier underwear... She loved the looks she got from other men, and I was the lucky recipient of her horniness when she got home. We fantasise often that there is someone else with us, and we'd bought a couple of toys to help with that, but I think Kitty might be wanting a repeat of that night at some point.
Her birthday is coming up in a few months, I wonder...
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