It's a Private Party

"Hey," the male voice said, "Who are you? This is a private party."

As my eyes adjusted to the dim light I could a man in his forties sitting on a couch in the corner, filming my wife getting gangbanged on a pool table as a blonde woman sucked his cock.

"She just happens to be my wife," I said rather forcefully, "And just maybe I want her to stop. Going to do something to stop me?"

"Whoa, don't take it the wrong way. Anyway, maybe it's up to her," the cameraman said, "Hey slut, you want to stop getting gangbanged?" he said to Nicole.

Her erstwhile companions paused, wondering if a confrontation would ensue.

Nicole, without a thought, took the cock of a black man that was about 8 inches down her throat out and said, "I'm staying. You know this is what I want. And it's what you want too. How about all those black man/white woman DVDs you keep. You know you want to see me with a big black cock."

She had me there. And with that she popped the black man's awesome cock back in her mouth and continued sucking. Her female companion, a tall blonde, re-inserted the strap-on in Nicole's pussy and her two male companions regained their hard-ons as Nicole stroked them.

"Come on over here, buddy," said the cameraman, "You might as well get a blowjob while you watch your wife getting gangbanged."

I went over and sat on the couch. A second woman, who had been idle so far, knelt at my waist, unzipped my pants, and began sucking me. She was in her 20's, a brunette and totally naked. Well, naked except for the tallest pair of platform heels I had ever seen.

"Say hello to Danielle," the cameraman said. "You can shove her head down on your cock if you like," he said, "Danielle can take a cock down her throat farther than any slut in my films."

And she could. I grabbed Danielle by her hair and **** her head down to the point where her lips touched the very base of my cock. I sat back to enjoy my wife's gangbang show.

After about 5-6 minutes more of the tall blonde fucking my wife with the strap-on, the cameraman called out, "Okay, Jessica (the tall blonde), take a break, she's wet and hot enough. Harold, fuck her and let's get the money shot."

The two men Nicole had been stroking placed their hands on her shoulders as if to hold her down on the table. The black man took his cock from her mouth and grabbed Nicole's hair, tightly. He placed his other hand over her mouth.

I got a little worried. Was there some rough stuff planned? I didn't want Nicole hurt yet at the same time the sight of my wife held immobile there on the pool table was terribly erotic.

And just who was this Harold, anyway? I thought.

I didn’t have long to wait to find out. “Buddy, you’re going to see something now,” said the cameraman, “Right, Danielle?”

“Ummph,” was all Danielle could respond with my cock still jammed in her throat. Just then Harold appeared. I didn’t see him earlier because he was butt-naked and his coal-black skin was a perfect camouflage in the dark room. I later found out Harold was a porn star from the 80’s, now in his late 40’s, retired from porn. Except for some odd jobs from time to time in front of the camera. His porn name was “Eighteen Inch Harold.”

His cock was longer than my arm. And he was climbing up on the pool table on top of Nicole. I was frozen. Could she take his cock?

He mounted her and began thrusting into her. The size of Harold’s cock was bigger than anything my formally prudish wife had ever had (has any woman had a cock like Harold’s? I think few and far between). As he continued to impale her she arched her back, in obvious pain, held down on the pool table, and with me, her husband, frozen in stone watching, she had ****. She bucked, she twisted, but still Harold continued fucking her, his cock seeming never-ending.

As Harold completed inserting all of his cock, Nicole relaxed, her body having adjusted to Harold’s cock. Her movements now were of pleasure, not pain. Harold fucked her for about 10 minutes until she came in an enormous orgasm, then again, and then again.

“Okay,” the cameraman said, “Money shot time.”

Harold took out his cock and spewed great ropes of cum on Nicole’s chest, her face and her hair. And I came too, filling Danielle’s mouth with more cum than I had ever produced before. Harold climbed off, leaving Nicole alone on the pool table, exhausted.

The tall blonde woman who had fucked Nicole with the strap-on went to Nicole and toweled her dry and helped her off the table. My wife and the woman went into a bathroom, presumably to clean up.

“Hey Harold,” said the cameraman, “Come meet the slut’s husband." Turning to me, "What did you say your name was?”

“Jeff,” I replied.

Harold, his cock dangling like a third leg, shook my hand. “Nice to meet you, Jeff,” he said, “You know, I get a lot of guys want to see their wife fucked with a cock my size. Most of the women can’t take it for long but your wife, she’s one of kind.”

The cameraman had an idea. “Jeff, we’re always looking for fresh faces for the movies. You know, guys like to see a woman fucked who could be their wife. and Nicole, she's a natural.”

Didn’t I know it.

He continued, “There’s some good money in it for you and your wife. She could do some fucking on the side, say, 2-3 days a week and pick up maybe $2,000-$3,000 a week.”

Hey, that’s a lot of money, I thought. Sure would pay for that BMW I’ve had my eye on.

“Think she would do it?” the cameraman asked.