A Night to RemeberbyNo Panty Girl©
We had been invited to Ottawa for the weekend annual meeting of the taxi drivers' union.
The union was attempting to organize the taxi drivers in our town and in appreciation for my assistance they had invited my wife and I to be their guests for the weekend.
The union offered us accommodation at the Radisson Hotel in downtown Ottawa a few blocks from Parliament Hill. The annual meeting was being held in the Radisson.
Upon our arrival Friday night we checked in to the reserved room and freshened up before going to dinner in the hotel's dining room.
Mohamed Gupta, my contact for our vsit, joined us at dinner.
Gupta went over the weekend's agenda suggesting my wife might prefer to do some shopping in the nearby Sparks Street Mall rather than sit though boring meetings. He informed us after the day's business the union had arranged a hospitality suite in the hotel where all could meet on an informal basis.
After dinner we turned in early, Vicki and I doing some serious fucking while watching flicks on the hotel's porno channel.
It was Vicki and my second marriage. Having had a vasectomy during my first marriage Vicki had no need to take birth control pills.
My second wife was much more attractive than my first had been. A tall slender blonde with a large bust and friendly personality. Vicki is a natural sort of gal, not a glamour girl but just homegrown beauty. Thanks to a neglectful husband I was able to steal her away to be my bride.
I knew men found my wife desirable and I had a yearning to watch another man enjoying fucking her. She was much too inhibited to agree to my fantasy but I figured that I may be able to arrange her being raped during our visit to Ottawa.
Vicki's Achilles' heel was booze, given enough to drink and she was putty in m hands. If I was able to get her to drink enough her clothes would come off and I could allow as many guys as I like to fuck her. That was my plan when we went to the hospitality suite after Saturday's meetings.
There were about a dozen guys in the hospitality suite when we arrived. Because most of the delegates were from the Ottawa area there were no other wives other than Vicki so all eyes light up when she entered the room.
Vicki was dressed in a white silk blouse and knee length black skirt and looked quite attractive in the sea of masculine taxi drivers.
There was a cross section of guys in the room ranging from mid-twenties to late sixties. Most of them were Pakistani or East Indian with a couple of white guys. It was my objectives to have every one of these guys fuck my wife.
I stuck pretty close to Vicki until she had a few drinks in her and was comfortable talking to the crowd of guys who had gathered around her. As she became less aware of what was happening I sneakily unfastened the top three buttons on the front of her blouse so her décolleté was visible to her admirers.
Oblivious that her nipples were visible peeking out above her bra cups she laughed and kidded with the guys.
I personally saw to it that every one of her drinks was a double and before long she was smashed. Much to the delight of her audience the front of her blouse was almost entirely open and her left tit was hanging mostly out of her bra yet she showed no concern.
I winked at the guys and guided my inebriated wife into the adjoining bedroom.
I lay her across the bed and she started to doze off almost immediately. Carefully I started to undress her.
"What are you doing?" she moaned.
"Getting you ready for bed." I told her.
Obviously she thought she was in her own bed and her eyes closed as she passed out.
I stripped her entirely nude, carefully folding her clothes and placing them on a chair.
Imposed her on the bed on her back, legs spread and arms up by her head displaying her completely nude body in a most inviting way. Vicki did not shave and had a natural bush of soft golden fleece covering her entrance.
I walked back into the other room to rejoin the guys; it was time for Vicki to get fucked.
Dennis was a dispatcher for Blue Line Taxi. He was very obese, weighing over three hundred pounds and because he only had four teeth he was affectionately known as "Fang". Fang was going to be my wife's first lover.
I whispered in Fang's ear that Vicki wanted t see him in the bedroom. Smiling he made hasty tracks into the room containing my naked wife, I joined the others in watching a porn on the TV.
I could not concentrate on the TV; I was imagining Fang balls deep in my wife.
After about ten minutes Fang emerged from the bedroom with a big smile on his face. I asked the middle age Pakki sitting next to me if he would go and check my wife was O.K.? I knew what he would find when he entered the bedroom.
Fang had passed the word of his good fortune to the others when he rejoined us. Soon they were wandering into the bedroom to see if what he had told them was true.
I figured there were about six guys in the bedroom with my wife when I decided to take my first look. I made my way to the bedroom doorway and looked in.
There before my eyes was my dream come true. The steady procession of hard cocks must have brought Vicki out of her stupor into some dream world where she was the object of every man's desire.
Two guys lay on the bed with her. She lay on her side with one of her lovers behind her with his cock securely buried in her crotch. The other guy was feeding her mouth with his cock.
Vicki was never fond of sucking my cock but here she was slurping on some stranger's cock like it was a treat. The guy in her pussy had his hand full of her tit and was driving his dick hard up into her cunt.
My wife was obviously enjoying her degradation. She was totally unaware of my presence as she writhed on the cocks filling her.
The Pakki with his thick cock filling her mouth looked up at me standing there watching. I gave him the "o.k." sign and he continued to fuck my wife's face.
I found I had my cock out in my hand and was stoking it. I had to feel what it was like in Vicki's pussy after so many guys had fucked her. Impatiently I waited until the guy in her pussy cum.
Finally he released his load into her and got off the bed leaving the guy fucking her mouth. I took his place in her cunt.
Vicki had no realization I was in her; it was just another cock fucking her. Amazingly I found her cunt responding to my cock, it was gyrating and seeking yet another orgasm.
My wife's well-fucked hole was incredibly wet, the cum of many squished around my cock as I slid in and out of her sloppy trench. It was the most wonderful sensation, a cum drenched cunt, and it was my wife's!
My wife's pussy as not lifeless as I expected it to be. As cum soaked as it was from previous orgasms it still twitched at the presence of another cock in her.
"Fuck me bitch!" I whispered in her ear.
In spite of the cock still filling her mouth I felt her vagina contract on my meat in an effort to please both cocks.
I noticed her gag and realized the guy was cumming in her mouth. For some reason it triggered my ejaculation as she swallowed the stranger's cum.
With two more loads of cum in her Vicki was still in demand.
The next guy was another Pakki or East Indian with a turban headdress and a full bushy beard.
"Does the slut like it in the ass?" he said rolling my wife over onto her stomach.
To he best of my knowledge my wife's ass had never been fucked in her tight ass. I watched in disbelief as the burly guy mounted my wife's exposed derriere.
A brief gasp of pain as his thick hard cock forced itself into her rear entrance. Vicki lie paralyzed and was sodomized.
I knew these sex-starved guys would want to use my wife for hours, perhaps all night. They would fuck her again and again, fuck her ass and hopefully double penetrate her. She would suck their cocks again and again as they spit their seed into her.
It was a perfect situation, a group of strangers she would never see her again fathering her love child.
Five years later as our olive skin son runs around the house I am reminded of my wife's night of surrender.