Two against one

I look at you, giving you a naughty smirk, waiting your answer. What you say surprises not just me, but the men as well, "Given your skills, I don't think one opponent is enough, so how about two on one?" My jaw drops, but I manage to recover and mouth the words, "Are you sure?" And you give me an eager nod, while pointing to a pair of large, muscular guys. They're dressed like bikers, which makes sense, as there were a few motorcycles parked out front. One of them says to me, "You break, sweetcheeks." And gives me a light smack on my not quite covered ass. The other guy racks the balls for me, and both are eyeing me like wolves staring at a lost lamb. It's pretty obvious they know where this is going, and are more than happy to be involved.

I wonder how long the thinly veiled pretense of playing pool will be maintained, and bend over to take the shot. I'm a bit surprised to find my ass pressed against the denim clad crotch of one of the men, but grin, looking at you and smiling, I rock my hips, pressing harder against him, feeling his stiffening cock through his jeans. The tiny skirt you chose for me rides all the way up, so it's nothing but his jeans separating his cock from my body. As I line up the shot, I continue slowly gyrating my hips, grinding my ass against him. Looking over at you, I can see you're enjoying the show, that look of desire, of arousal, clearly written on your face, as well as the tent forming in your pants. He then leans over me a bit, "Here, let me help you line that up properly," he says as he presses his body against mine. His hands are on me now, one on my hip, the other on my breasts. He looks over at you briefly, as if making sure you're OK with where this is going, then unties the top, releasing my tits from the skimpy garment. I let out a moan as I feel the air on my exposed breasts and let out a moan. This is really going to happen. He stands upright again, and I feel him move away from me. I don't have time to wonder what he's up to when I hear the zipper of his pants. Apparently the pretense is just about done with.

As I'm about to take my shot, I feel him entering me, his hard, thick cock sliding easily into my hot, dripping wet pussy. My shot manages to miss every one of the balls as he pushes deep inside of me, making me gasp. I push against him, driving him deeper into me, letting go of the pool cue, holding onto the edge of the pool table for support as this total stranger begins fucking me, while you watch, right here in this sleazy bar. The entire situation has me reaching my hopefully first orgasm of the night. He and I both find our rhythm, him thrusting into me, me working my hips as I look at you. My eyes are locked on yours as I let him fuck me from behind, and as my second orgasm comes quickly on the heels of the first, I notice that we're beginning to attract a lot more attention. "Oh fuck yes, that's it!" I manage to say through my moaning, "Show my husband how to handle a pool partner like me!"

And with that, the other guy sits on the edge of the pool table, sliding over in front of me. As he does so, the one behind me pulls my top the rest of the way off and tosses it to you. The one in front already has his cock out, and I dive down on it, taking it into my mouth. I can see out of the corner of my vision you positioning yourself to get a good view as the two men start to bounce me back and forth between them, one fucking my pussy, the other my mouth. After a few more thrusts, they both pull out, and help me up on the pool table, sliding the tiny skirt off my body and tossing it over to you as they do. They have me get down on all fours on the table, and it's not long before they're back at it, spitroasting your pretty little wife not only in front of you, but now most of the bar, the pool table acting as a stage as their cocks slam in and out of your slutty little blonde wife. My moans and groans of pleasure still quite audible, though muffled by the cock in my mouth.

There's nothing romantic in the way they're fucking me. They're treating me just like the nasty little slut I am. Impaling me on their cocks, both of which are larger than yours. I know you're watching, I know how much you're loving this. But I'm loving it too. Being used like a cheap whore by these total strangers, all while you watch. Another orgasm hits me, drowning out any rational thoughts as I lose myself to the moment, just a cock-hungry little animal now, a cum guzzling little nympho, just like you wanted.

Their pace quickens, both of the men managing to time things so that they cum at the same time, both pulling out, covering me in their cum. The one in front coating my face, the one behind me my ass. I look at you, smiling, panting, I lick some of the cum from my lips and say to you, "Happy anniversary, baby!" The look you give me in response is visceral, raw, pure lust. I don't think I've ever seen you quite so turned on. And you grin, a grin that would scare me if it came from a stranger, but from you, it just serves to turn me on even more. "Thank you so much, my sexy Bonnie, I didn't think it was possible, but I love you even more now." You say to me, and after a brief pause, you say to me, "But, the night is still young, and I'm sure there's more men here who'd like a turn with my hot little slut of a wife." I groan, my eyes half-closing, then my smile growing. It seems I'm just as eager as you are to see just how much of a slut I can be.