05/12/2022
So, I took Karen out recently and she looked hot. Short black pleated skirt, Black bustier and a soft denim jacket. High cut pants looking really good. Small black heels, at six feet of course they are enough.
Karen knew I was intending to get her fucked and was happy enough with it. It would cost me a few drinks though.
I drove out of town to a pub for a small meal and a few Bacardi & cokes for Karen. Then a little further out to a club where my friend Paul had told me certain things could happen.
Sat on a bar stool my wife was ogled by several guys, and naturally, when I went to the gents she got chatted up. When she went to the ladies she got chatted up on the way back to me.
A thin Indian guy stood next to Karen while getting a round in and asked her quietly, if she was having a good time or would we like to join him and his mate, another guy, at a table. We said yes we would join them.
Of course Karen was worked into the middle of the guys who's names are Nitesh and Ram I think, where she was made most welcome.
A while later, and a few more drinks for Karen, and I noticed she was looking aroused. One of the guys was feeling her up and took little time to get two fingers in my wife's very damp hole. It was obvious she was happy, and I looked at the other guy opposite me and lightly nodded to what was going on.
Having seen the goings on he looked at me for some sign or other so I winked. He smiled. Quite soon after that he joined in, put his arm round Karen's shoulder and gently brushed her nipple. Seconds later Karen came with a small sigh.
The guy with his arm round her did something with his free hand and then gently pulled on Karen's shoulder, eventually getting her head in his lap and soon had her by the hair and was clearly being blown.
A couple of comments about a friendly wife were made and then with a moan, the guy filled Karen's mouth with cum, which she swallowed. The guy that had invited us at the bar said we ought to move on before we caused a scene and I agreed so we knocked back our drinks and stood up, Karen adjusting her clothes.
I had thought another bar but the guys led us toward the back of the club and down a corridor that led to a door. I think it was Nitesh that put in a code for the lock and led us through, into a small cinema. There was a porn film showing. Of course there was.
Ram led my wife to a central position and Nitesh followed. I went along the row behind and sat behind them. I thought I could see three more figures in the gloom but the film was at quite a dark scene so gave little light.
Soon there was squirming and Karen's skirt appeared on the seat next to one of the guys so I grabbed it, and a moment later the denim jacket too. I heard Karen gasp twice and then just made out her feet on the back of the chair in front of her, I think she was being finger blasted.
I leant forward and unzipped the front fastening bustier to grab both tits to maul. Quite soon I heard Karen moan like she was coming as a figure sat in the seat in front of her and turned to watch the action.
One of our guys stood up, I had lost who was who now, and knelt on the arm rests of Karen's seat to feed his cock into her mouth, it slid in easily. Helpfully, I took hold of Karen's head and held it steady while she was face fucked. I failed to notice the guy appear between her legs, I only knew she was also being fucked when she had taken and swallowed most of a load of cum, and the guy dismounted.
Karen took the fucking like a trooper, and had each breast mauled by someone from each side while the very overweight man between legs enjoyed her. There was soon a growl as my slut wife took a cum shot in her pussy, cumming at the same time.
One of our guys pulled Karen to the aisle and led her to the little stage in front of the screen where he sat her legs apart and fucked her like a steam hammer. Another figure got on the stage and lay her down to stick his cock in her face and another sat astride her to fuck her tits. I nearly asked for no pictures as someone got a phone ready but I had the sudden thought that saying something would encourage more. Only a few were taken so fingers crossed.
I have seen two small clips on line that are Karen but no face. I hope to fuck that is all.
I noticed two more men enter from the door we used and they joined the small throng. I am sure it was one of these two that starred later.
Karen's arse was filled while still on the edge of the stage, and then she was put, kneeling into a front row seat so she faced away from the screen. I am sure it was a late comer who then carefully lined up from behind Karen and said, “Get ready for your best fuck yet!” Karen gasped loud and long as he entered her.
In the dark it was awkward too see but this guy was big. I mean, big. Karen was somewhere between ecstasy and agony she told me later.
Although it was was less than thirty seconds before the agony was over. The were filthy noises as cum was squeezed out of her pussy to drip to the floor.
“You like that babe, don't you! You like this big cock up your slut fanny, say yes.” “Yes, I like it.” My wife answered.
“Why don't I take you home with me and you can have lots of my big cock all weekend?” He said cockily. (Sorry)
“Sorry but no way, just fuck me now and make me cum. No way I go with you.”
“Bitch!”
There was an obvious increase in the force he was fucking her with and Karen groaned but also encouraged him with the odd, “Yes fuck me. Jesus that's good cock, fuck me.” He held her tits or hips alternately as he rammed away at her.
The gentleman spent maybe ten minutes fucking Karen like a mad bull, calling her names like 'teasing slut' or 'fucking cheap whore', but that just made Karen cum harder. Eventually the nice man shot his load and delivered more vitriol, making Karen cum again as he gave her arse one hard slap. Seconds later someone wanked his load in her face.
As the guy staggered backward and zipped up he said out loud, “Whoever is taking that bitch home is a very lucky man. I would pay to have her for a week. What a whore!” He then walked quickly out with two or three others following.
It was just us now I realised, so I guided Karen to the ladies and gave her her clothes, she was still wearing the unzipped bustier but we never saw the pants again, I don't even recall seeing them come off.
Normally I would have tried for a little more action while Karen was worn out. This time I led her to the car once I got my bearings, and took her home to fuck her myself before a very good nights sleep.
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Ivan