Howard's ordeal

"Well, bitch, how does it feel to get knocked up by a real man?" Larry was smirking as he lay over the sweating, **** woman.

"So nice....." Darlene, in her ****-out state could only sigh. Her body was still tingling and her pussy still craved cock.

Larry lifted himself off of the woman. He grabbed her hand and lifted her up. “Come on, I’ve got something fun to show you.” Larry’s laugh didn’t register with Darlene’s brain.

Larry pulled off the rest of his “priest” costume; he slipped a red, silk gown over his body and led the woman toward the door. Darlene still wore her short skirt and pulled-open white shirt. Her massive tits were totally exposed and her dripping pussy was barely covered. Larry led her down the stairs. In the main room, the costume part had changed dramatically. All over the room couples and groups were engaged in a variety of sexual activities. Couples were fucking, others were engaged in oral sex, while others were fucking with multiple partners: it was a total orgy.

Darlene was so ****-fogged that she didn’t even notice that the large-screen TV’s were re-playing the video of her getting fucked by “Father Larry.”

Darlene stopped at the bottom of the stairs and surveyed the room; the action was so hot. “No, honey, not here…” Larry pulled her forward again, “I’ve got a better surprise for you.”

Darlene followed Larry down another set of stairs into a well furnished basement Rec Room. But the room was not set up for normal family recreation. A specially built platform sat in the center of the room; it looked like a short, narrow table. Darlene’s eyes opened wide when she realized that her husband, Howard, was naked and strapped face-down on top of the platform. In the center of the platform, a hole had been cut. Howard’s swollen cock and balls, wrapped tightly with a leather thong, protruded down through the hole. Standing next to the table were two shapely women. The women were dressed in tight-fitting leather outfits. Each had an obscenely long and thick dildo attached to the front of their outfits.

“Darlene,” Larry pointed at the two women, “this is Brenda and Allison. They are up-and-coming executives in our company. I told them they could have your husband as a reward for a very successful and profitable deal they just closed.” Larry patted the leather-covered ass of one woman, a tall, raven-haired beauty, “Brenda, why don’t you show Darlene what kind of man her husband really is.”