Taken or given? Part 7

My wife reveals how she almost went too far, but regained control of her life. So naturally, I set her up for a gang bang!

I was beginning to understand my wife's recent behavior, based on what had happened in the past. But I wanted to hear the rest of the story, not only to find out how far she had gone, but also how she eventually broke the grip of her slutty side.

"Not too long after that, I met Lyle. He was an acquaintance of the man that ran the cab company I was working for. He's 9 years older than me, and at the time was in the process of divorcing his wife. They had two young children which she had custody of."

"At first, he was kind and funny, which is very attractive to me. He was also physically fit and had a good job. He didn't try to bed me on the first date, or even the second. I put the moves on him after the third, and that's when I discovered he had an above average sized cock. Both in length and girth, and he knew how to use it."

"We had sex often, in various positions and locations. I moved in with him and for a month or so we were happy. Then Lyle started inviting other couples over to watch movies with us since we had a big flat-screen TV, which was not as common in those days, at least among his friends. Most were coworkers and I enjoyed meeting and spending time with them."

"It felt a little weird when he starting making out with me during a movie. I guess he was bored or maybe just horny. There he was with his hand up inside my shirt groping my breasts as the other couple watched us. We had become the entertainment. It didn't go any further than that, but it still bothered me."

"I asked him later why he did it and he just laughed it off saying his friends didn't seem to mind and not to be a prude. I bristled at being called a prude, which was ridiculous, all things considered. So the next time, with a different couple this time, I pulled out his cock when he put his hand under my shirt. You know, just to show him how it felt."

"That didn't phase him. He just pulled my shirt up and exposed my tits. When I looked over at the other couple, she was shirtless and was giving her man a blow job. I thought, 'what the hell' and went down on Lyle. We didn't end up having full blown sex that time, but it led to that eventually."

"Lyle didn't want to swap, but he did seem to get off on showing my body to his friends and having sex with me while he watched his friends do the same. I had wanted to settle down with one guy, but it looked like we were heading for some swapping or group action and I knew that might be something I couldn't say no to. But it turned out to be much worse."

"The movies were all porn now and I was wondering when he was going to invite one of his friends to join us instead of just watch. We were going over to the other couple's houses more often, and on this one occasion, the man told us that his wife was thinking of teaching their new dog to fuck her. I was shocked. Then Lyle told me I should do it first to show her how fun it was!"

"I said 'no fucking way I'm doing that'! But he just laughed it off and said I'd done worse, so what's the big deal. Then he started pulling at my clothes saying that I needed to get naked first. But what really woke me up was the voice. It was telling me to give it a try, I might like it, etc."

"I didn't say anything more. I just stood up and walked out the front door. Lyle followed me, demanding to know what the problem was and that I didn't have to do anything I wanted to. How could I tell him that for a seconds I *did* want to let the dog fuck me? So, I just told him I wanted to go home."

"He called me a stupid bitch. I called him a crazy bastard and an asshole. He stormed back inside and I called a cab. I slept on the couch that night and the next day I moved back in with my mom. I vowed I'd never let the slut influence me again, and I didn't until that poker game with Paul."

"It crept back into my mind so slowly that I didn't recognize it at first. Now I'm afraid it'll take me over again, and this time I won't be able to pull back. I don't want to become a depraved sex maniac that will do anything with anyone anywhere." She sobbed into my shoulder.

I pulled her back and looked my beautiful wife in the eyes and said, "You are not alone this time. We will tackle this together and you will learn to control it."

"I don't want to control it, I want it gone."

"Like it or not, this is a part of you. There's no way to remove it anymore than it's possible to remove your kindness. It's understandable that you tried to suppress it, but that just hides the problem which always bounces back with unexpected force. You need to control it." I explained.

"But how?"

"You already have a good start by admitting to the problem and identifying it. Next you need to use exposure therapy to provoke it so you can practice regulating it. If you can learn to harness this part of you, it can be a very rewarding part of our sex life."

"So you don't mind my slutty side?" She asked.

"Actually, I love it. In measured doses, when it's not totally out of control."

"OK, so what now?"

"First, some ground rules. You only lose control when you get into an erotic situation unsupervised. So from now on, no more 'adventures' without me present. If Jimmy, or anybody else, can't live with that, then they are out. No exceptions. And if I say 'no', then that's it, no questions asked. Everybody has to agree to that ahead of time as well."

I realized that her inner slut thrived on being out of control, which was why it tended to come out during group encounters, and/or around confident, aggressive men. But it still had to be consensual, at least in the beginning. She had to to be able to say no. The fact that she knew, at least down deep, that she had chosen to allow her slut to take charge, was a powerful aphrodisiac.

And once her slut was in charge, Sam's preference for men narrowed down to one thing mostly: he had to have a nice cock. Age, ethnicity, body type, whatever were much less important.

Now I just had to figure out how to capitalize on this information in a way that satisfied us both. Paul and Tom could probably be relied on to help me, but I wasn't sure about Jimmy. This was going to take some thought and planning.

The next week at work, Sam told me Jimmy was nowhere to be seen. I guessed he was laying low, waiting to see if there would be any repercussions from the weekend. On Wednesday he showed up acting like nothing had happened. Sam politely told him to fuck off. He tried the 'baby, what's wrong' approach, and she just gave him the laser eyes.

He continued to try to be nice the rest of the week, but she kept shutting him down, as we had agreed. She admitted to me that she missed his cock, but not his attitude. That would have to change if he wanted to stick his cock into my wife again, as I was not going to play the part of the sissy cuck waiting at home for his slut-wife to come home and humiliate him. She wasn't cucking me. I was sharing her, and I would decide who I shared her with and when.

Meanwhile, I was busy getting something setup that I hoped would push all her buttons. It took longer than either of us wanted, but a couple of weeks later I was watching Sam get ready for our next adventure. She was keeping her snatch fully shaved at the moment, and had just finished with the razor. So smooth and sexy.

She put on minimal makeup, which was her preference, and mine. Then she got dressed; which was easy since I only laid out one item for her to wear besides shoes: a peach, sleeveless sundress with a V-neck that was held together with a simple tie. It ended just above her knees, but because of how light it was, she would have to be careful if there was more than a breeze outside.

When she walked, her perfect tits bounced nicely under the thin material, making it obvious she had no bra on underneath. Definitely more slutty than classy this time, but I wanted to push her non-slut-mode boundaries.

She knew I had something planned, but I had kept her in the dark, only telling her that the slut would love it. She didn't recognize where we were going because we had never been to Paul's house before.

"Who lives here?" She asked as I pulled into the driveway.

"You'll see." I said. "Don't forget what we agreed."

"I won't."

"Let me hear you say it."

She rolled her eyes. "I'm to do what I'm told, no matter what."

"And don't roll your eyes like that in there, it's not sexy."

My wife gave me that annoyed look that was so familiar.

"I'm serious." I said. "Just listen to the voice, and let go. I have your back."

She looked nervous as we walked up to the door. And no wonder, given that she was nearly naked. When Paul answered the door, she was relieved, but that wouldn't last.

"Fuck, you look hot tonight, Sam." He said.

She blushed furiously. That was a good sign. Paul pulled her into a deep kiss right there at the door. Perfect, I thought, that'll get her motor running.

When we got inside past the foyer, I could hear the other men. My wife froze for a moment, but I just pushed her forward from behind. We joined Tom and 3 other men in the living room. They were all friends of Paul and Tom.

One of them, Mark, was a friend of ours from school who, unknown to her, had a crush on her for years. I don't think she recognized him at first. The other 2 I had never met before, although I had talked to them on zoom. They were complete strangers to Sam, of course.

"Go to them and make them want you." I whispered in her ear.

"I don't know if I can." She whispered back.

"Just listen to the voice. The slut will tell you how."

My wife walked into the room and immediately became the center of attention. Tom was the first on to sweep her up into his arms and kiss her, kneading her ass as he did so. This set the pattern for the rest. Mark was the 3rd one that pulled her into his body and grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands.

"I can't believe you are here, doing this. It's like a dream come true." He said.

"Mark! I didn't recognize you with the beard." She gasped.

Even from across the room I could see her blush. I had an idea that one of the reasons she was so hot for Paul was because she knew him. For some reason it was more intense than it was with strangers. Embarrassment getting tangled up with arousal, perhaps?

"Do you have a problem with me being here?" He asked.

"No. I was just a little surprised to see you. It's been been a long time."

"Yes it has. Frankly I was surprised you were into this kind of kink, but when Peter called me and told what he was planning, I couldn't resist."

That's when one of the other men stepped in and told Mark not to hog the slut. He just laughed and released her. He wasn't as shy as he was back in the day, but otherwise hadn't changed.

This new man, Randy, was just that. He not only squeezed Sam's ass, but he worked a hand up between her legs. I was pretty sure he as finger fucking her when I announced that the main event was to start soon. The men backed off and left my wife in the middle of the room.

"Give me your dress." I said. It wasn't a request.

She didn't hesitate. First she untied the front, which almost caused her tits to fall completely out. Then she slipped one strap off and let it slide down to her elbow. She did the same with the other one.

The dress was now hanging on her arms and her tits. She stayed that way for a heartbeat; nobody breathed. Then she dropped her arms and the flimsy garment dropped to the floor and pooled at her feet.

She was breathing heavier now. Her entire body was blushing and her hands were trembling slightly. I could tell her slut was in charge now.

"Sam, these 5 men are here for you. Are you going to suck all their cocks?" I asked her.

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, I'm going to suck all their cocks."

"They are all going to want to fuck your married cunt. Are you ready for that?"

"Yes, I'm ready for them to fuck me."

"Even Mark, your childhood friend?" I asked.

"Especially him." She confessed.

Paul brought out a padded bench and I told my wife to lay down on it, face up. Her legs were spread and strapped to the bench. Another strap was placed around her waist to keep her from getting up. She was now helpless.

"If anybody wants to taste her cunt before it gets messy, now's your chance. Form a line. Mark, you get to go first since you've been waiting longer than the rest of us." I said.

Mark went to Sam, his childhood crush, and kissed her briefly. Then he moved down between her legs, knowing he only had so much time. He buried his tongue in her already wet channel and got his first taste of her nectar.

"Taste as good as you imagined?" I asked.

He lifted his head for a second. "Better."

I let him much on my wife's sweet twat for a couple of minutes, then I rang the bell that Paul had bought for the occasion. Everybody except Sam knew what this meant: time to move to the next man. Mark reluctantly vacated his position between her legs and the next one moved in to replace him.

And so it went, one after another, until all 5 had their turn lapping at my wife's juicy pussy. She hadn't cum yet, which was intentional, as I was trying to edge her. I wanted her orgasms to be memorable.

"The main event starts now. The way this works is: the first man will present his cock to Sam's mouth and she will give him head until the bell rings. Then he will go fuck her while the next man gets sucked." I explained, really only for my wife's benefit since all the men knew the rules already.

"If you don't cum, you can get back in line. If you do cum, we will take a short break to allow Sam to clean you, if needed. Then you can get back in line when you get hard again. You can cum in or on her as you prefer. The party will end when nobody can get it up anymore."

With that said, I flipped Sam over. It was tall enough to put her face and pussy at the right height so the men could kneel while she serviced them, but it also supported her weight. We had foam pads on the floor at both ends to reduce the strain on the men's knees.

I had reshuffled the order and now first up was a man named Alex. He wasn't tender or considerate, he just slammed his cock into Sam's mouth. She did her best to suck him as he pumped it slowly in and out. He wasn't exactly face- fucking her, so I allowed it.

Ding!

Alex pulled his cock out of my wife's mouth. It was dripping with her spit as he moved behind her. Mark was the next in line and moved to take his place.

"I've always fantasized about this moment, but I never though it'd really happen." He said, moving closer to her face.

Alex lined up with Sam's dripping pussy and slid his wet cock all the into her in one thrust. Her mouth dropped open as she moaned softly. Mark put the head of his cock into her mouth. She closed her lips around it and lashed it with her tongue.

"Oh fuck!" He exclaimed and pushed more of his length into her greedy mouth.

Sam responded by licking the underside of his engorged prick, eliciting a guttural groan from Mark. At the other end, Alex set a measured pace, fucking her with slow, but strong thrusts.

"I always thought there was a sexual volcano beneath that innocent exterior, but damn woman, I had no idea you were such a slut." Mark gasped.

He reached under her and pulled on her nipples. I wondered when they were growing up together, how often he imagined what her tits felt like. What a total thrill to be able to find out. I thought of a couple girls I knew when I was younger.

Ding!

Alex reluctantly pulled his dick out of Sam's cunt and stepped away, his dick shiny with her juices. Mark moved in behind her, looking like a kid that had just been told they could have whatever they wanted in the candy shop. Tom took his place at her head.

I watched closely as Mark slowly sunk his cock into my wife's slick hole. His face was a mask of pure pleasure. Was she pushing back? I think at the end she was - trying to get every last inch of him inside her steaming tunnel.

"God, you used to drive me crazy in the summer, wearing those cut-off shorts and thin tube tops. I wanted so badly to just rip them off you and stuff you with my teenage cock." Mark hissed.

"Show me now!" Sam said just before Tom pushed his cock into her mouth.

Mark responded by pounding her pretty hard and I wondered if he was going to make it to the bell before blowing his load. She was pushing back in time with his thrusts, and even with Tom's cock in her mouth, I could hear her moans.

"Oh yes, yes, give it to me." She gasped as she spit out Tom's cock.

Sam stiffened and her body shook as she came on childhood friend's cock. Orgasm number 1 was in the books, but Mark didn't even slow down. He looked like he was getting close too.

Ding!

Saved by the bell, Mark staggered back, obviously fighting to not cum. Not yet. Next up for a blowjob was Randy. As he got into position, Tom pressed into Sam from behind. I had a bottle of lube ready, just in case, but so far she was making plenty of her own.

The sounds of slurping and flesh slapping on flesh filled the room. It was even starting to smell like sex. Every once in a while my wife would make some sort of guttural sound. No recognizable words, but then her mouth was usually full of dick.

Ding!

Paul was the last man in the rotation. He gave me a knowing look as he stepped up to Sam's head and pushed his cock into her mouth. We had been planning this for weeks, and now we were enjoying the fruits of our labor.

Randy had the biggest cock in the room and my lusty wife was loving it so much that she almost forgot about Paul.

"Yes, yes. So good. Your fucking cock is so big. Ahhhh, fuck me hard. I'm going to cum on your fat cock. Yes, yes, yesssssssss!" She squealed.

I don't know how Randy avoided cumming himself as her cunt spasmed around his cock, but somehow he held on to the bell.

"Round 1 is over. You're up again Alex." I said as Paul plunged his hard cock into her waiting fuck hole.

During the second round, Mark was the first man to cum, which was not unexpected. This caused her to cum too. After that, I knew for sure we wouldn't be needing the lube. There was lots of hot talk too.

"Do you love taking cock, slut?" Tom asked.

"Yes, I love it." She answered.

"Do you want our cum?"

"Oh, yes, give it to me."

Paul gave her what she wanted, pumping his load into her mouth at the end of the round.

By the end of the 3rd round, the other three had all deposited their loads in her pussy as well. There was a puddle on the towel under her and a sheen of sweat on her body. I called a short break to give her some water and clean up her cunt a little with a wet washcloth.

Mark, Randy, and Tom were rejuvenated, so I let them go at her as they wished. The bell and the lineup were not needed anymore since they would last a lot longer now that they had already cum once.

Over the next hour they all enjoyed her body a second time. I unstrapped and turned her over onto her back halfway through, to keep her muscles from getting stiff. Mark especially got off looking into her eyes as he ploughed her sodden cunt.

"Many times I tried to imagine what your face would look like while fucking you." He told her. "But it's way better than I thought. And seeing your tits bounce is an incredible bonus that I couldn't imagine."

"Fill me with your seed." She begged.

And he did, for the second time that night.

After they were all finished with her, I stripped off my pants and walked over to my wife. She was resting and had her eyes closed.

"Ready for one more?" I asked.

She looked up and me and then at my manhood.

"May as well, but they stretched me out pretty good. I don't know if you'll feel anything."

"Don't worry about me." I said and moved between her legs.

I lined up my cock and pushed it into her well used pussy. She was right - there wasn't a lot of friction there. But I knew that would be the case. I was just getting it nice and slippery. With that accomplished, I turned her over.

I scooped up some of the slime draining out of her cunt and smeared it on her rosebud. Her head came up and she looked back at me over her shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to take your ass, and you'll love it." I answered.

Then I pushed a finger past her anal ring. That got a little grunt out of her. I added a second finger, then a third. Now she was starting to pant a little. I dipped my cock back into her pussy to get it as lubed as possible, and then positioned the head at her backdoor.

"Uh, uh!" She grunted as I pushed past her anal ring.

I pulled out a little and then back in, going deeper. After several rounds, I was in up to my balls.

"Oh fuck! You feel huge back there." She whined.

"I'm not going to last long." I reassured her.

"That's what I'm worried about."

That blew my mind. We didn't do anal very often, but when we did, she just seemed to tolerate it. Now my "the backdoor is an exit only" wife was enjoying it. That gave me some ideas for a future party. But I didn't get to dwell on that for very long.

"Oh fuck, your ass is so tight!" I moaned. "I'm going to cum in your ass, you fucking slut."

"Fuck, you're making me cum, you bastard." She hissed. "Fill my ass with your cum. Do it!"

I'd never heard her talk so nasty. I couldn't hold back any longer and made a final push to get as deep into her ass as I could. I felt my cock swell and then bam, I was shooting everything I had into her. It was so intense that I didn't notice she was cumming too, although I found out later. Her first anal orgasm.

After we both recovered, she asked for more water and then permission to use Paul's shower to clean up before we went home.

"Need some help?" Mark asked.

She looked at him apprehensively. He put up his hands.

"Don't worry, I'm done for the night. But I've always fantasized about showering with you." He said.

She waved him on as she headed for the bathroom and he quickly followed. About 15 minutes later they both came out looking refreshed. He had a towel wrapped around his waist while Sam had her towel wrapped around her hair. Otherwise she was nude and looked incredibly sexy like that.

It was a good thing that the other men had left by then, otherwise I'm not sure I could have stopped them from starting another round. As it was they both got dressed and after goodbye kisses from Paul and Mark, we went home.

To be continued.