The Neighbour Pt. 03

"Oh, ok." Irene said, and reluctantly headed for the bathroom.

While Irene was away, other guests started arriving, a group of five young men, two couples, two women, then two more men. All the guys were younger than Irene and Oscar, and they were fit, and quite good looking. Oscar couldn't have been happier.

Irene re-appeared, looking stunning, and also looking almost naked. All the men looked at her, all the men desired her, all the men thought she was an easy lay, and the women hated her for being such a slut.

"Irene, there you are," said Jackie, moving quickly towards Oscar's wife, "Come and meet some people."

She pulled Irene by the hand towards the group of five men, who parted slightly to allow Jackie to pull Irene into the middle of the group.

"This is Irene, she's here with her husband Oscar, who's over there, but you needn't worry about him. Please introduce yourselves and help Irene to feel at home."

Jackie removed herself from the circle of men and headed towards Oscar.

"Oscar, get your wife a drink, and then come back and stand with me, better still, get her a whole bottle of fizz, and give it to one of the guys. I think this is going to be a wonderful night for you and your kinky perversions."

Oscar walked over to the table on which all the drinks had been set out, and grabbed a bottle of Prosecco out of the large cooler, and a flute glass, and walked towards the group of men who were surrounding his almost naked wife. One of the men had hold of Irene around her waist, and was talking intently into her ear.

Oscar pushed the bottle and glass through the group.

"Here's Prosecco for my wife, please pour it for her."

One of the men grabbed the bottle, and another took the glass, then the group closed ranks again, excluding Oscar. He made his way back to where Jackie was talking to a couple of men.

"We don't seem able to get a look in with that hot woman." One of them complained.

"Any chance we can meet her some other time Jackie? I sure would love to fuck her." The other said.

"Guys, this is the sexy lady's husband, Oscar, why don't you pour him a big drink, I think he needs it."

"Oh shit!" The first one said, and headed quickly to the drinks table.

"Sorry mate," the other one said, "you have a seriously hot wife there."

"That's what I'm always telling her, but she doesn't normally believe me. I think tonight might change her mind."

"I agree, but if it doesn't, I'd love to come to your place and convince her."

"Ha ha, I'll bear that in mind." Oscar answered, thoroughly enjoying his evening.

"Here you go, here's a massive brandy, to help you forget that five guys are hitting on your wife."

The two guys wandered off, perhaps embarrassed at having made lewd comments about Oscar's wife, but Jackie stayed with him.

"Do you really want her to have sex with other men?" She asked him.

"Yes, I'm aware that my cock is very small, and I've always felt guilty that she married me without the experience to know what she was giving up. I know there's a risk of losing her, but I can't just leave it, I want her to find out what big cocks, and better lovers, are like, and, if she decides that she needs to have lovers in future, then I would feel happier knowing that she is being satisfied." Oscar explained.

"That's very noble of you, but I think you are taking a huge risk, although I do know that she loves you very much. I want to help you, not because I want to be nice to you, but because I am finding this game of debauching such an innocent and faithful woman a huge turn on. I need your solemn promise that you won't bottle out at some point, because that would make me very angry with you. Are you sure that you want her to actually have sex with other men, better endowed men, and that you will put up with the consequences?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Oscar answered without hesitation.

"I'm going to ask you again, and I want you to think about it before you answer me. Are you sure that you want me to help you get Irene fucked by other men who are going to have bigger cocks than you, and who she is going to find much more satisfying? If you say yes now, you must understand that it is going to happen and I won't allow you to stop it, do you understand?"

Oscar hesitated, not because he was unsure, but because he wanted to convince Jackie that he had thought seriously about it. The truth was, he had been thinking about it for years, he knew his own mind.

"Yes Jackie, I'm totally sure. I really want you to help me get my wife fucked by other men. I've been trying to persuade her for years, but I've never got anywhere, but she seems to be open to your ideas. Let's do it."

"Right, well then, let's make a start. These five guys surrounding her are no good, we need to get her talking to one of the two who you were chatting with, ideally the one who gave you the brandy. I'll go and pull her away and introduce her to the other two. You just stay out of the way."

Oscar was very happy to let Jackie lure his wife into having sex with one or both of the guys he had talked to. He watched as Jackie led her away from the group of five, and towards the pair, although he had no idea why she thought they were a better bet.

"Right, you two, this is Irene. I thought you should enjoy her for a little while. I know you've already met her husband, Oscar, and you've possibly figured out that he fantasises about her being fucked by other men, so I need you to help him out." Jackie explained.

"Oh my God Jackie, you can't say that, I'm so embarrassed!" Irene complained.

"Don't be so negative Irene, these guys are both great lovers, and you've promised Oscar to 'make it up to him' after the fiasco of last weekend, so here's your chance. Now, I'm going to put some music on, so we can all dance." She finished, looking meaningfully at the two horny men.

Oscar watched as one of the men poured Irene some more Prosecco from the bottle which Jackie had transported from her previous admirers. He hoped she would get drunk again, and resolved not to interfere this time. He was determined to get her fucked, and with Jackie helping him, he believed it would happen, and, strangely, he no longer had any doubts or fears, perhaps because of Jackie's involvement.

"So, what are your names?" Irene asked the guys, trying to calm down a bit.

"I'm Pete, and he's Tom." Said the man in front of her, as he topped up her drink.

Irene was grateful for the top up, she was so incredibly nervous, and with these gorgeous men standing so close to her, she was doubly aware of how little she was wearing.

"Irene, you are very beautiful, and very sexy, so why does your husband want you to have sex with other men?" asked Pete.

Irene felt Tom move closer behind her, and place his hands on her hips. His head move alongside hers, and he started kissing and nibbling her earlobe, as his hands pulled her gently back towards him. She felt his hardening cock starting to press on her bum, through the thin dress. She took another gulp of wine, and tried to concentrate on answering Tom's reasonable question.

"Erm..he has a small cock...and wants me to try bigger ones." She tried to explain, as Pete's hands slipped around her, inch at a time, moving inexorably towards her crotch.

She could feel the heat of arousal starting in her pussy, which was started to moisten.

His hands had moved to the top of her thighs, just at the level of her sex but not touching it.

"So why are you so reluctant? Don't you want to please your husband?" Pete pressed, as Tom began kissing her neck.

"I..." Irene started to reply, but her answer was cut off by Pete pulling her head towards his face and kissing her gently on her lips.

He pressed closer in to her body as his tongue invaded her mouth, and her arousal level climbed further, causing a trickle of moisture to make it's way down the inside of her thighs.

Tom lifted her dress at the front, and slipped his right hand between her legs, finding her clit with his fingers and started to stroke it as he continued to kiss and bite her neck. Irene opened her legs a little, unable or perhaps unwilling to resist the double onslaught, and Tom's manipulation of her clit increased as Pete started to massage her left breast with his hand. Irene felt her orgasm building as Tom flicked his finger rapidly up and down her hard nub. She made no attempt to stop the men who were arousing her mercilessly, getting her closer and closer to climax, and, after only a couple of minutes she passed the point where she couldn't stop herself climaxing.

"Oh God, yes!" she called out, "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

As Irene's climax receded she regained some self awareness, and was horrified as she realised that she had just climaxed loudly, amongst a room full of strangers, who were all looking at her and smiling. She pushed the men away from her and bolted for the door, not looking at anyone, not even her husband or Jackie, but aware that people were clapping, as she wrenched the front door open and headed for the stairs.

"You'd better go after her," Jackie told Oscar, "praise her and thank her, then give her the best fucking you can manage with your little winky. Cum quickly, and apologise for your lack of control and pathetic size. This was a great start to our plan."

Oscar rushed out of the door and ran down the stairs trying to catch up with his wife. Since she had no key, she had to wait for him to let her in to their apartment, and, once inside, Oscar grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the bedroom. He threw her onto the bed and dived on top of her, undoing his trousers as he went. He managed to free his very hard little cock, and, with Irene wearing no underwear to impede him he thrust straight into his wife's wet, slippery vagina.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" He called out in time with his thrusts.

Irene was enjoying his cock ramming in and out of her, and felt herself building to another climax.

"I love you! I love you! I love you!" Oscar called out, getting closer and closer to exploding inside his wife, "Thank you so much, you beautiful gorgeous woman!!" He called as he erupted inside her.

"Oh God no!" Irene shouted at him, frustrated that he had squirted inside her without getting her off.

Oscar realised that he had let her down and scurried down her body and planted his lips on her soaking pussy, licking up his own cum, together with her copious juices, and he could hear her appreciation. For the first time he could remember, she wasn't trying to dissuade him from eating her out. He moved his attention to her clit, flicking quickly up and down, bringing her to the climax she had been cheated of a few moments earlier. It only took a couple of minutes and she was there, grabbing his hair, and bucking against his face, cumming, and cumming, with her orgasm going on and on and on.

Finally the eruptions started to subside and Irene pushed Oscar off her.

Oscar lay alongside his wife, getting his breath back and wondering what would happen next. Whatever it was, he was very, very happy.

"Thank you my love, that was the best evening of my life!" He said.

"Shut up while I think!" She snapped.

Oscar just lay beside his wife, contented to accept her judgement on him, whatever it was.