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By Wife Watcher (Configured)


Many years ago when we were first married and struggling to buy our first home, a modest 2 up and 2 down, the only means of having hot water was a small electric boiler that was mounted on the wall over the kitchen sink. At that time we didn't even have a bathroom.

One day just before setting off for work, the water heater broke down. When I returned that evening it was working again but something was different, it was a different water heater, the same model but you know the way you can tell things are different, small scratches, blemishes, dents. It was definitely a different boiler.

I asked my wife, who by the way, is a beautiful, slim 25-year-old, who always wears a very, very brief mini skirt (and hardly ever knickers) and tight tops to show of her small but very firm breasts. She's an absolute delight to behold.

I asked her where the water heater had come from, as I knew we just didn't have any spare money at that time and would have had to do without hot water. She burst into tears as she blurted out "The plumber gave it to us in exchange for sex with me!"

I was quite taken aback by this revelation but my first reaction was to comfort my poor distraught wife who was wracked with guilt. "There, there. It's okay," I said as I put my arms around her and gave her a much-needed cuddle. "My poor little darling," and I stroked her hair as I waited for the sobbing to subside.

But while I stood there cuddling her wonderful warm little body, things started to happen. I was getting the most marvelous hard-on that I had ever experienced; my cock felt like it was going to burst.

Mary looked up at me, the tears had stopped, and an incredible look was on her face. She had obviously noticed the huge bulge that was trying to tear its way out of my pants and was threatening to cut her in two.

"What! What is happening? I thought that you would be mad at me and want a divorce. I didn't expect to turn you on by my confession."

"I don't know," I stammered. "The thought of you with someone else's cock pumping inside you is... is... just... Quick lets go to bed. Now! Hurry please."

"No. Do it to me here, bend me over the table and fuck me hard, right here in the kitchen," she said with a huge relief in her voice.

She pulled away from me and stood facing the table. I came up behind her, grabbed her by the back of her neck and forced her, face down on the table. I raised her mini skirt to reveal her beautiful little white bum but her thighs were red and wet, cum was still oozing out of her lovely pussy and trickling down her thighs.

"How long ago was this fucking that you got? You slut!"

"Just before you came in and this morning before he started the work." This was too much; I opened my zip, pulled out my cock (with some difficulty as it was so hard.) and rammed it into her.

"But that's not all," she said hesitantly.

What else you bitch?" I said as I fucked her for all I was worth. Here I was, turned on, out of my mind by the thought of my lovely, precious little wife being fucked by a stranger and now she is telling me that there is more! "What more can there be?" I almost yelled, as my pace was increasing rapidly.

"Well..." she hesitated as her small body shock with my violent thrusting motions. "Well, there wasn't just one of them... There were..."

I didn't hear anymore; this last revelation was just too much for me to take. My darling, quiet, shy little housewife had been fucked by two men. I cummed and I cummed. I was totally lost to the world as my orgasm took complete charge of my entire being. Finally after what seemed like an age I collapsed on top of her back.

Slowly I regained my senses and lifted myself off her. She sucked in air as my weight moved off her petite body.

"I don't know what's to do with me, I shouldn't be getting turned on by this. I should be annoyed and threatening divorce."

"I'm so glad that you're not angry, I don't know what made me do it. The whole thing was so bizarre. He was a horrible man really; unshaven, dirty working clothes but this just made it all the more exciting to me."

"What about the other man?" I asked.

"Men," she replied, rather sheepishly. "Men."

"HOW MANY?" I screamed. "How many? "No! No don't tell me; not yet, I couldn't take any more just yet. Tell me later when we're in bed and I have recovered some of my energy. Because I'm going to fuck you out of your mind. We'll stay up all night fucking."

And we did. I didn't know that I had that much spunk in me. We screwed all night long and after you hear what she told me, you will understand why.

MY WIFE MARY'S STORY

As you know, the plumber was coming today to fix the water heater. He wanted to wash his hands and I told him that the boiler was broken and that I would boil him a kettle. While waiting for the kettle to boil, he had a look at the boiler.

"Won't be able to fix that," he said. I poured the water into the sink and he washed his hands.

"Just as well, we can't afford to have it repaired anyway."

"Isn't your husband working?" he asked.

"Oh yes, but you see we have just moved in and with the deposit and moving expenses and solicitors fees, well, it'll just take a few months for us to catch up and get our finances back in order. I'm afraid we will have to 'rough it' for a while."

He came and stood next to me and put his hand on my shoulder. "Mmm," he said as he rubbed his chin. "Well, I've got one of these boilers back at the yard, it's not new but it works and I could let you have it for nothing."

"Oh! That would be kind of you," I said, smiling from ear to ear. "But I couldn't let you do that."

His hand slid from my shoulder to my hip. "And I could install it free of charge," his hand cupped my asscheek. "What do you think?"

I stood there dumb struck but as I didn't resist or say no, I guess he took that as a yes and put his other hand up the front of my blouse and squeezed a breast. Well you know how turned on I get when my breasts are played with. He could see this and just moved me over to the table and laid me face down across it with my feet still on the floor.

Then I felt him raise my skirt to my waist and spread my feet slightly apart. I jumped in surprise when he inserted a finger into my pussy and was embarrassed when my juices just poured out. I could feel his cock touching my pussy lips and he slowly pushed into me.

Well, by this time I was really out of it, the fact that this strange man was fucking me just sent me out of my mind with arousal, and incredible sensations were rushing through my entire being. Wave after wave of pure pleasure engulfed my whole being.

I was brought back to reality a bit by his harder and more urgent thrusts, then I felt him cumming, I knew he was because he was grunting with each thrust and then his body went ridged behind me and he groaned.

I was thinking to myself what an awful wife I was, being taken by a complete stranger in our own home and just for a free water heater, but I was loving every minute of it.

I just lay over the counter for a bit experiencing a warm glow, happy, though not completely satisfied. Then I felt his cock start to shrink and slide out of me and his warm spunk started running down my thighs.

But then suddenly his cock was hard again and pushing it's way back up my pussy. Then I felt cool thighs pressing against my hot bottom, something was wrong! I tried to look around but a rough hand grabbed the back of my neck and stopped me. But I had seen enough to know that it was a different man.

The plumber was speaking to me, and my befuddled brain could just make out, "It's okay, be still, you're gonna love this."

Another strange man was fucking me and there was nothing I could do to stop it. As soon as the new stranger's cock started thrusting in and out of me, I realized that the plumber was right, I was LOVING IT.

I was loving being used by these strange men. The physical fucking and the idea of strange men taking me against my will and cumming in me was doing strange things to my mind. I hated them for what they were doing to me but if they had stopped I would have begging them to continue.

I had a climax, then another and another. They weren't like anything I had ever experienced before. I was floating. Then he stopped, he must have cum, his limp cock withdrew, then cool thighs and another hard cock.

I didn't need to look around to know that yet a third strange man was having me, taking me, using me. They were using my body, using my cunt, pouring themselves into me. Emptying the contents of their balls into me as they wanted. These thoughts kept racing through my mind, making me sexually aroused like a crazed woman.

Then I felt a hand fumbling between my legs, whilst the third man was still fucking me, one of the other men was trying to reach my clit. So they were not just selfish and wanting to just use me, they also wanted to give me some pleasure.

I don't suppose they realized that they were giving me one of the best fuckings of my life. The finger found my clit and began to rub and rub and pretty soon I was lost in wave after wave of orgasms. The whole universe became one gigantic cum for me.

I'm not sure when they finished with me. When I came back to my senses, they had all gone. I was still lying across the counter, their spunk trickling down my thighs, some had dried and was encrusted on my innerthighs and pussy, I felt like such a slut.

Eventually I got up and cleaned myself, then just sat in a daze for I don't know how long, it must have been an hour or more. I then heard the plumber returning. He let himself in the back door and set about installing the boiler without a word. It was almost as though the 'gangbang' had never happened.

When he had finished installing the boiler, he called me into the kitchen. "Okay lovely, it's all done. Come and have a look."

I rather nervously went into the kitchen.

"There you are," he said as he turned it on. The steam rose off the boiling water as it splashed into the sink. He put his arm around my waist. "Now you've got what you wanted, I'd like some of what I want."

He led me over to the counter again and laid me down just as before, raised my skirt again and spread my legs. I could feel his fingers playing with my pussy as he spread the lips open. Then I could feel his big cock touching me there, then he sliding into me once again.

I was already so excited that my body was shaking as he began to steadily thrust in and out of me again. I just lay there in ecstasy, remembering the earlier session when his two friends fucked me as well.

Then his big dick was pumping faster and faster into my hot pussy and I was wishing that his friends were there as well. Just then I heard the door and I strained to look around and saw his friends again.

I know it was perverted beyond all belief, but my excitement soared as I saw the two of them come in. And oh god, they weren't alone. Two other men were with them.

At first I was alarmed and I started to get up. "No! No!" I cried but my protests were muffled as I was held back down and a large hand was placed over my mouth.

Don't ask me how, because I don't know, but this just made it all the more exciting and thrilling for me, I was really and truly being gang-raped. Though somehow I knew they wouldn't harm me, not really. But buy the time they were done with me I thought I'd been just about fucked to death. Five rampant cocks. How could I take it, but I wanted to take it, I wanted them all to use me. The thought of five strange men fucking me against my will, was just turn-on that I had to experience it.

Cock after cock was stuck into me, and after a while my pussy was dripping with their spunk. I was a complete mess. Loud slurping noises could be heard as they fucked me and fucked me. My cunt was so sloppy that they began to complain that it was too messy and they couldn't feel me anymore. That's when some of them started to use my mouth.

No I guess a more accurate description of what they were doing is using my throat, because they were rammed themselves down my throat as far as they could get. I was choking and trying hard to breath around their huge dicks that were blocking my windpipe.

It was the most wonderful sensation, I felt as though I was being fully used just like a whore might be. It was such a strange feeling to be used by so many strange men all at once like that.

I was completely lost in a daze of climaxing as they fucked my in the mouth and anywhere else they could find a hole. And again, I didn't even know that they had all left. The next moment of reality I had was hearing you coming in through the front door.

I would probably never do anything like that again. But you never know when an appliance might go bad in the future.

END