22/06/2020
See previous, How I made my wife Christine a minx.
Having made my Chris into a minx, I wanted to make use of the fact for my own enjoyment. Now fully committed to being this way, Chris was very much open to being told who to fuck, or when and where, as well as taking advantage of spur of the moment opportunities.
As a lorry driver I have found some likely spots over the years, and last summer came up with an idea for some fun. It meant packing a change of clothes for Chris, and risking a business suit, but hey, them's the breaks.
Not fully briefed, Chris was full of nervous excitement as we drove along a motorway, her having lots of buttons undone on her blouse, giving my fellow truckers a good view as we were in our car.
At least one of these followed us into the break area.
Chris had a grey pencil skirt with matching jacket, grey heals with hold ups and light blue lingerie.
Blouse fastened better, I had her strut her best strut passed a few guys and walk boldly into the gents, which we were fairly sure was empty, but I knew had a glory hole in an end cubicle. Three guys soon followed her in.
Mid evening was not the busiest time, which was why I chose it. Chris soon had a cock on offer through the hole and as instructed went to work sucking it. Immediately a phone appeared over the door and took a couple of pics, then one from under the door. As she got a mouth full of cum and a grunt from the giver, another pic was taken over the door. Another cock was quickly on offer, and accepted.
Part way to making this cock spurt into her mouth, the phone was back over the door and seemed to be filming this time, and kept it up until she had swallowed once more. Number three was then offered. He was well on his way when a voice asked if a shag was out of the question. We had planned for this and Chris stopped sucking and noisily opened her cubicle door.
A six foot jeans and t-shirt wearing bloke with a scruffy beard and a beer gut squeezed in and shut the door, pulling open Chris's blouse to lift her tits out and suck each nipple in turn, and then lifted her skirt tightly over her hips, spun her round to bend her over and pulled her panties crotch aside. Luckily Chris was rather wet and his firm thrust went straight in, balls deep, making her gasp loudly.
No condom, Chris took a hard fucking in the gents toilet, while she was pulled variously by her tits and hips onto a sizeable cock, the she had sucked moments ago, never having met the bloke before. I was by now in the toilet and listening first hand. Lots of heavy breathing and wet noises, and calls to the almighty from Christine.
A short, stocky black guy came in and stayed after peeing. And when, with a loud grunt, Chris's friend filled her with cum, I gestured the new comer to go ahead. So as one bloke left the cubicle, another entered and, um, entered, before Chris knew he was there. He left the door open and I watched as my lovely slut took his cock without even looking over her shoulder.
Two people came and went while Chris was pounded by the guy, one of which stood on the loo next door, looked over the top with his phone and said 'Hello' to make Chris look up as he filmed, before leaving.
More cum was shot into my wife and the guy then left, nodding to me on his way out. I pulled Chris out and sat her on a sink so I could spend all of ten seconds fucking her before I added to the mess. Even as I came there was a flash from a camera, but no one to be seen by the time I could turn to look, I was a bit distracted.
In the car, Christine said she had cum at least four times, and was more turned on than ever before. She cleaned up as we drove away, saying it was the best surprise ever.
As we got closer to home, I pulled of the motorway and was soon in a lay by where a woman was being fucked on a car bonnet by one guy, with another looking on. I pulled up about four car lengths away, and told Chris to adopt the bent over the bonnet position, minus jacket and skirt.
In very short order I was fucking the other woman while the two blokes took care of Chris, giving her a thorough fucking as another car arrived. Three men got out, and both the women were also fucked by them, Chris in all having two loads in her hole, and one partly in her mouth and partly over her face, chest and blouse.
When all was done, Chris cleaned up with wet wipes, changed into the track suit we had brought, and, minus bra, rode most of the way home with the top unzipped and wide open. The fuck we had when we got home was one of the very best ever, thankfully no one else was in the house that night.
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Bob