The revelation

It was a Friday. It had been a long week at work and I was looking forward to spending a chilled evening with my wife. We were due to go and visit her parents the next day. I pulled up at our house and went inside.

"Oh, hi honey," greeted Gloria as soon as I entered the house. "How has your day been?" My jaw dropped when I caught sight of her - she was wearing a skimpy red lingerie set that I hadn't seen before. It accentuated her enormous tits - not that they needed any more attention drawn to them - and offered only a thin, translucent covering of her pussy, with a thong that showed off her ass perfectly. She pulled me into a hug and I immediately started to get hard.

"Like what you see?" she asked, sexily. "I've got even more surprises for you."

"You're incredible," I said to her. "You're making me forget about my hard week at work already."

Her hand slipped to my crotch. "That's not the only thing that's hard around here," she flirted coyly, cupping my bulging erection through my trousers and kissing me. I melted into her kiss, my hands travelling eagerly over her body.

"Ooh, somebody's keen," she giggled. "But I'm going to make you wait and build the anticipation a bit longer. Tonight you're going to experience something you've never experienced before. I've got a special surprise... and a naughty confession to make."

"A naughty confession? That sounds... intriguing," I said.

She smirked. "If I told you I'd been a very naughty girl," she said, sexily, "would you forgive me? Especially if I let you fuck me hard all night as my punishment?"

"Right now I think I'd forgive you just about anything," I replied with a grin.

"I love you, Brad. I love you so much. Don't ever forget that. I love you more than anyone," she said.

"And I love you too. So... what's this confession of yours then?"

"You really want to know?"

"I really want to know."

"Good, because I'm not just going to tell you, I'm going to show you. You do trust me, don't you?"

"Of course," I replied.

"Good boy. Then follow me and do as I say. This is going to be fun!"

I followed her up the stairs, my eyes on her incredible butt as she walked in front of me, swaying her hips. Midway up the stairs she paused and let rip with a huge fart. I had always found her farts sexy but had never the courage to tell her about my fetishes, but she turned and caught me breathing in the smell.

"You like that, don't you, naughty boy?" she cooed. "And my arse looks amazing in this lingerie, doesn't it? Take a good look, big boy, you've got a lot to look at tonight."

In our bedroom was a chair that we usually used for dumping clothes on, but she had cleared it off and directed me to sit on it. The chair faced the bed, and also had a good view of the wide-screen TV we had in the room.

"We're going to do something a little kinky tonight," Gloria announced, pulling two pairs of handcuffs from a drawer.

"That sounds... different," I said as she put one cuff around my wrist and secured it to the chair then did the same on the other side. She stood in front of me, her tits mere inches from my face.

"Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin," she said. "You're such a good boy. Don't forget, I love you so much. No matter what happens."

Then she turned and called out, "we're ready, boys!" I heard footsteps on the landing and two tall, muscular guys walked in. Both were wearing nothing except their underpants, which were doing little to hide how well endowed these men were.

"About fucking time, we've paid good money for this," replied the first guy. He stopped and looked at me disdainfully.

"Oh Bobby, I'm sorry we kept you waiting," said Gloria to the first guy and put her arms around his neck, pushing her boobs against his chest. "It'll be worth it, I promise."

"Oh I know it will," replied Bobby and kissed her full on the lips, his hands gripping the arse I had been gawping at just a few moments ago like he owned it.

"Wait, what the fuck is going on?" I demanded.

The second guy looked me over with a satisfied smirk on his face. "So this is the loser husband, is it?" he asked.

Gloria broke off her kiss with Bobby and turned to look at me, a big smile on her face. As she turned her back on Bobby he pressed his body against hers, bringing his hands forward and putting them on her breasts. Gloria moved her own hands over his and let out a little moan of pleasure, pushing her arse back against his bulging crotch.

"Bobby, Jack, this is my husband, Brad. Brad, these are my... friends, Bobby and Jack. Oh, fuck, Bobby, I love it when you hold me like this. Yes, baby, rub my big tits and let me feel that big cock of yours against my arse."

I then heard an incredible noise, the unmistakable sound of a fart, but one louder and longer than I'd ever heard before.

"Oh fuck yes," said Bobby, blissfully, "fart on my dick, baby.

"Oh, I will," cooed Gloria in response and let rip again. I wished it was my cock she was farting on, but I was still incredibly turned on to see her doing it to this stranger.

Jack, meanwhile, had is attention on me and took another couple of steps closer. "Hello loser, you're in for a treat. And your first treat comes from me." With that he turned his back on me and pulled his underpants down to reveal his bare arse, which he moved as close to my face as he could. Then, leaning forward a little, he let rip with an enormous fart of his own. I could see his anus vibrating with the **** of it and feel the warm foul air against my face. Jack sighed with relief and laughed, looking over at Gloria.

The smell hit me instantly, the stench of male shit, and I screwed up my face in disgust even though my dick seemed quite pleased with the idea.

"Oh Jack you're so naughty," she cooed gleefully.

"I am, aren't I?" he acknowledged, stepping towards her. "Show me how much you love it, slut," he commanded and the two of them kissed passionately, Jack's hands groping my wife's body with a confidence - almost an arrogance - that I would never dare to insult her with. Meanwhile Bobby was walking over to me.

"Tonight you're going to discover how much of a slut your wife is, arsehole," he said to me. "I'm gonna fart in your face too, and then we're going to fuck your missus right in front of you, on your own fucking bed. And you're gonna love it. I can see how shocked you are, but I can also see that this is turning you on. Isn't it?"

"What the fuck is this? Who are you?" I asked, not wanting to admit to the truth of the last bit.

"I'll tell you what this is. Your insatiable bimbo of a wife fucks for money," answered Bobby, "she's been doing it for years and she fucking loves it. And me and Jack have paid top whack to be the ones to reveal her filthy dirty secret to you, to fuck her in front of you, her helpless, unsuspecting cuck of a husband. And to humiliate you further by farting in your face, because Jack and me, we love farting with our sex. Here, get a load of this, loser!"

He turned, pushing his butt out towards me and sure enough, farted in my face.

"Oh fuck yeah," he said, clearly proud of his stinky effort. "And that's not all, Brad," he added. "If you're a good little cuck we'll let you watch some videos of your wife with some of her other clients. You'll love finding out who some of them are. But first it's time you saw your wife in action," he said, pulling his pants down and letting his large cock spring free. I couldn't help but look at the thing - it was a fair bit bigger than my own - and he smirked as he followed my gaze. "You really are a dirty fucking little pervert, aren't you?" he teased. "You like the look of my big cock? Soon it's going to be deep inside your wife, stretching her open, fucking her like you never could. But first, let me give you another little gift." He turned his back to me again and once again farted right in my face.

I looked over at Jack and Gloria who were no longer kissing each other; instead, Gloria was on her knees with most of Jack's cock in her mouth.

"Ah, yes you fucking whore, suck me good" instructed Jack. Gloria quickened her pace.

Bobby went over and joined them. "That's it, slut, get his cock good and wet, we know where that's going, don't we?" he said.

I finally found my voice.

"Wait... Gloria, is this true?" I asked incredulously. Gloria released Jack's cock, a strand of pre-cum still joining it to her lips which curled into a smile.

"Yes, baby, it's true. I love you deeply and I want us to be together forever. You are my one and only life partner. But this is my job, my vocation, and I love it. Please understand, you're still my husband and you're still my wife. I'm the same person you married. I'm devoted to you. But this... this is what I do. Some of it."

"Your job? But I thought you were a secretary."

"Oh honey, I've never been a secretary," she said, sauntering towards me. "I'm a whore, a hooker, a slut, and if you want to be a little more dignified, an escort. I fuck for a living and it's very, very lucrative, and extremely satisfying. And lots of fun. And it's not just fucking. I engage in lots of other fun activities too. Some of my clients have particular fetishes I like to satisfy. Bobby and Jack here love farting, don't you boys?"

"Fuck yeah," replied Jack.

"And so do I," said Gloria. "And I know you do too, Brad. I saw the porn you were looking at in the university library that time, you dirty boy." She turned her back to me and bent over slightly. "Farting, pants pooping, scat, I engage in it all. But tonight it's just about the farting for Bobby and Jack. Now, tell me how much you want me to fart on you, Brad. You want it, don't you? Tell me how much you want my arse to blow in your face."

I hesitated. I'd enjoyed farting porn but hadn't experienced the real thing until now, and I was overwhelmed by these revelations.

"Er, I guess so," I stammered.

"Oh, not good enough, babe," said Gloria. "Ask nicely."

"Ok.... please, honey," I said.

"Please what?"

"Please would you... fart in my face?" I asked. Bobby and Jack sniggered at that, while Gloria moved her arse closer to me and let rip with and enormous fart. "Oh fuck," I exclaimed. "How do you even do that?"

"Oh, did you say fuck? We will fuck," she said, moving back towards the men. "We've got some special pills that make us do the really big farts. I'll let you try some later, you'll love them. But first, you heard him boys, it's time to fuck."

Bobby sat on the edge of our bed and Gloria straddled his lap, grinding against his hard cock.

"Fuck, your wife has good tits," he said, staring at her breasts, just inches from his face. Gloria stood up briefly, pulled her panties down and stepped out of them, then straddled Bobby again. This time he grabbed her arse cheeks and she pushed him down so he was lying beneath her. She reached down and took hold of his cock, and looked over at me. She mouthed the words "I love you" to me, then proceeded to guide his cock into her, moaning with pleasure as she did so.

"Oh fuck, Bobby, you're so big," she gasped. "I always forget how big you are. So much bigger than Brad." She started riding his cock faster. Then she paused, farted again, and carried on.

"Oh fuck yes!" exclaimed Bobby at that, thrusting up into her eagerly. Meanwhile Jack had got a tube of lube from somewhere and was applying it to his cock. He looked over at me.

"I'm going to fuck your wife's arse," he told me, "and you're going to sit there and enjoy it. It's so hot watching them fuck, isn't it?" he asked, nodding towards Bobby and Gloria. I had to admit that it was. "I'm sure you've got questions for your wife and you can ask them while we fuck her. Bobby and I paid to hear you find out the full extent of her... operations," he smiled. "Trust me, you haven't heard half of it yet."

Gloria and Bobby paused as Jack positioned himself and started pushing his cock into my wife's anus.

"Oh fuck, yes Jack, just like that, nice and slow." Jack farted again as he pushed deeper in, causing Gloria to gasp. "Oh, good boys," she cooed, "now fuck me. Nice and slow to start with, that's it. Oh god that feels good." Bobby held onto Gloria's arse, spreading her cheeks wider to give Jack better access, while Jack had reached forward and had his hands cupping her boobs. "You boys are so naughty, I love it," gushed Gloria.

"Now, Brad, babe," she said, addressing me, "you can.... aaaah, uuuh, FUCK yes!.... you can ask me.... oh, oh, yes Bobby you're so big.... you can ask me anything you want and I'll.... aah, yes Jack right there!.... I'll try to answer. Hold on Jack I'm gonna fart on your cock!" With an effort she squeezed out a squeaky trumpet of a fart despite her butt being impaled on Jack's dick.

"Oh, fuck yes, you fucking dirty bitch," exclaimed Jack and sped up his thrusting.

"Your cock's gonna stink of slut shit now," Bobby chuckled. He looked over at me. "Ask your questions, little loser boy. Or you can just watch the show if you want."