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While he was inside the house, Matt, Ryan, and the lifeguard eagerly licked their hands clean then quickly took turns hungrily lapping up some of her tasty spent juices straight from her dripping pussy lips. Heather spread her legs wide open so the jocks could easily lick at her wet pussy, then the lifeguard, happy with his mouthful of her delicious pussy juice, sat behind her again and held her ankles up in the air with each hand and kept her legs spread open for the other guys. When Matt and Ryan finally pulled away from her pussy as well, the others surrounding the table each hurriedly took a turn tonguing and sucking her still-dripping cunt. They didn't stop until each guy had a taste of her leaking juices.

It took him two trips, and, the second time he came out, Michael noticed two more guys. No one introduced him to them. He heard Tyler say to them, "Was I right? Fuckin' hot?" The two good-looking and buff new comers readily agreed as they were licking their wet lips and a couple of their fingers clean, savoring the taste of something they had just eaten. "Fuckin' tasty, too!" one of them remarked with a devilish smirk on his handsome face, as they came over and sort of smiled and stared at him. Michael assumed they were commenting on the obvious success of Tyler's party and the delicious and juicy taste of the burgers and brats he had grilled earlier. While he introduced himself and told them who he was, Michael smiled, pointed his head to the grill, and said, "There's more where that came from." The jocks laughed, and one said, "Awesome!" Michael realized that the party was gathering even more momentum. What he didn't realize was that the jocks were discussing his "hot" wife and her "tasty" pussy as they licked her juices from their lips and fingers.

Michael went into the kitchen for more food, and, when he came out, Heather, Tyler, and Josh were gone. He was trying to find out where they were and he heard someone yell from the pool area, "But I called it first. Well, I get first in line when they come back." Reggie told him that Heather wanted to swim and went home to change into a swimsuit. Tyler and Josh had expressed an interest in a guided tour so they went with her, since Tyler had shown her around his place earlier in the evening. Michael stepped toward the fence to go to his house, and Reggie grabbed him by the arm and said, "I need to ask you a computer question…" The black jock cornered him and seemed sincerely interested in getting his opinion about his Mac, Michael thought, so he reluctantly stayed behind.

Meanwhile, in Michael's master bedroom, Heather was laying on her back on the king-size bed, completely naked, with her legs up in the air and resting on Tyler's broad shoulders, while he knelt between her legs and fucked his giant cock deeply in and out of her wet pussy. The blond jock was really pounding her cunt hard, with long and vigorous thrusts. "Yeah, give me that monster cock!" she screamed. "Fuck me hard! Rip me open with that BIG fucker!" Josh quickly knelt over her flat stomach so he could fuck his big cock in the cleavage between those bulging breasts. With each forward thrust of Josh's cock, she licked and sucked the bloated tip clean of the jock's oozing precum. Her screams were getting increasingly louder the faster and harder and rougher Tyler fucked her. He feared everyone back at his party could hear her. When Tyler finally blasted his huge load of cum inside her pussy several minutes later, he pulled out of her and Josh slid down her body and slipped his drooling prick into her squishy pussy, now filled with his best bud's semen, and fucked her gaping cunt raw. After Heather screamed with yet another powerful orgasm, Josh blew his massive load inside her then pulled out. As both jocks quickly got off the bed to slip their shorts back on, Tyler couldn't help but notice how red and puffy and raw her pussy lips now looked from just having heatedly taken the two enormous cocks. Her gaping pussy was leaking abundantly with the mixture from the hot jocks' spent cum and her own-sprayed juices all over the tousled bed sheets. He wondered how she was going to explain the messy bed to her husband later as he grabbed a corner of the sheet and wiped his wet, soiled cock clean with it then gently stuffed his long, fat cock into his shorts while he pulled them up. Josh followed his buddy's lead by carefully wiping his cum-slimed cock clean with another corner of the sheet then pulled his shorts up and shoved his big cock inside of them. Laying back and watching them, Heather rubbed the palm of her hand over her well-fucked, tender cunt, smearing the wet, sloppy mess all over her bloated clit and pussy lips, and seductively said, "I'm so glad you moved in next door."

About thirty long minutes after Michael had noticed them missing, the fence door opened and in walked Tyler and Josh, smiling devilishly, and his bride, a little flustered, dressed in a bikini he had never seen before. Everyone practically stopped talking. She looked great on their honeymoon but this outfit was way beyond what she wore in San Juan. Her bikini was red with yellow polka dots, and the too small top consisted of small cups covering the lower thirds of her F-cup boobs. Her incredible breasts swelled enticingly, overflowing and bulging out of the cups. The cleavage was breathtaking. The lower half of her swimsuit was more of a thong than anything. The cheeks of her smooth, round butt were almost completely visible.

The guys went crazy, whistled and applauded like idiots, and his wife was the hit of the evening more than ever. She smiled at Michael and headed toward the pool. The lawn torches were near the food table Michael had proudly arranged, and the grill, and off near the middle of the lawn. In fact, someone had moved that one from the pool when she showed up. So the pool and the hot tub were quite dark.

You should have seen the whole gang follow her like little kids chasing the ice cream guy down the street. She had two escorts at each arm and the rest in tow. They stopped as the two stood close to her at each side, her back to Michael. Apparently, that stubborn cramp was bothering her and he saw two hands massaging the area immediately above her thong, only their other hands seemed to be holding her in the front for balance. Michael figured they were trying to avoid falling over since everyone was drinking. In any case, they all took much more of an interest in helping her out now that she had this bikini on. With her back to him, Michael noticed that the lower portion of her suit was so thin it looked like she had nothing on down there. As close as all these guys were standing, Michael was concerned that Heather would be annoyed but, as he mixed up some more Margarita mix for her, she waved in his direction to let him know everything was all right. He was too busy with the task at hand to notice that the two jocks escorting his wife had been really caressing her lower back with one hand, guiding her over to the pool area, while they both massaged her clit and pussy lips with the other at the front. They discreetly pushed her thong down, and she quickly kicked it off onto the grass.

"How was the guided tour?" he asked Tyler and Josh, before they had a chance to follow his wife to the pool. "Like what we've done with the kitchen?"

"Huh?" Tyler replied, a bit confused.

"The guided tour his wife gave you guys of their home," Reggie quickly said to the two jocks, with a subtle wink.

"Oh, yeah, great!" Tyler said, with that charming smile of his.

"Yeah, awesome!" Josh chimed in, with a wicked smirk on his flushed face.

Before Michael had the chance to push them for their opinion on his kitchen remodel, the two jocks ran off to the pool, with Reggie following closely behind them.

A few minutes later, Michael decided to walk over and socialize, armed with another drink for his thirsty wife and a tray of more burgers and brats. For the first time since they met, Michael was seeing her having a fantastic time at a party and letting herself get wild. Two more guys seemed to have shown up, and it was getting hard to see everybody. Michael was chatting with Matt again and the jock was telling him that he was going to give everyone a little lifesaving lesson. Evidently, while they were talking, his wife had shown a persistent interest in what to do if someone were on the beach with lungs full of water. "She keeps asking me, `If I were washed up on the beach, what would you do to revive me?'"

Michael was so proud of his sexy wife. To show what a good sport she was, Heather had volunteered to be the "victim." Josh ran out with an air mattress and set it on the ground at the edge of the pool. Michael heard low chuckles, as Heather stood with her hands on her hips, standing by the other guys and getting teased a lot - it sounded like. "We can't wait," a male voice said softly, as Matt spoke.

She lay down on the air mattress and everyone cheered. "We need a lifeguard here!" someone yelled in a drunken voice. To make it look authentic, his wife had undone the back of her bikini top so that she was lying with the cups barely holding her extra large tits. Matt stood over her and said softly, "You guys need to know what to do if you suspect water in the lungs." All the guys stood around her in a circle, and Matt was now standing over her, straddling her, and slowly descended. "Pay attention," someone said in a tone that gave Michael the suspicion that maybe some of these guys weren't taking this very seriously.

Matt was now kneeling so that he was snug against her, and he moved her legs out on either side of his trunk. Her curvaceous legs were bent, snug against his thighs. "The new method is to push the body of the victim forward from the center while you push down on the chest and breathe into the victim's mouth." He grabbed Heather's legs - she seemed to have no hesitation about keeping her legs in this position and lifting them for him so that he was even more between them and pressing forward. Then, to Michael's surprise, he put his hands on her breasts and then put his open mouth over hers. It was hard to see everything, between the dark and the wall of muscle men, but Matt kept alternating between simulated breathing into her lungs through her mouth and rubbing her chest. Michael noticed that Matt's pushing against her lower body was getting a reaction from her, so she must have been playing the part of the victim regaining the ability to breathe. Michael was totally unaware that Matt was actually kissing his wife and squeezing her big tits while he was passionately fucking her slightly swollen pussy with his 7" x 5" cut cock, as the others watched and cheered them on, lustfully awaiting their turn.

Matt seemed to be losing his own breath and kind of panted when he said, "So you just keep doing this until the person you saved comes to." Michael heard hoots and hollers from a few guys but most were extremely attentive as Matt continued to "save her life." Heather made more sounds like she was being revived, then they both stopped. Lemont and then Reggie took over. When Lemont was halfway through his exercise he said to Matt, "Am I doing this right?" Matt said very earnestly, "Oh, yeah. You're learning a valuable life saving technique here." Again Michael heard some subdued chuckles that made him want to speak up. So Michael said, "Hey, this is good to know. Don't make fun of this." Twice when Reggie was saving his wife from "drowning," Michael heard her release a lot of air from her lungs. She was really getting into the part of being rescued, even shrieking a little.

Apparently, Reggie, who was perhaps the biggest guy there, was so eager and physical with her that she forgot her part and yelled, "Oh, my God, you are so fuckin' HUGE!" Little did Michael know that she meant the size of Reggie's 12" x 6" cut cock in her tender cunt!

They had Michael go next door and chase down some booze for shots that was kept in the closet in the front of their house. When Michael came back Matt told him offhandedly that Heather was now the one doing the lifesaving. Michael walked with him to the pool area and, sure enough, she was straddling someone - it was really hard to see - and everyone was chanting, "Go! Go! Go!" Michael could make her out through the narrow space between two guys, and she seemed to have her legs outside the "victim" she was straddling. She was grabbing and pushing on this chest and her breasts seemed to really move around a lot while she was doing this. Then she held on to the thighs of the men standing very close to this exercise, and her Margaritas overload had gotten to her since she, not the guy she was saving, was yelling out and swearing again. Michael pushed his way in and was about to kid her about her confusion when he realized, to his utter shock, that the guy under her had no trunks on and that she was bouncing up and down on his groin. The jock was obviously fucking her, and she was going crazy over it. Guys were grabbing her big tits and most had their shorts off and were sporting erections of various sizes.

After a guy he didn't know came with a groan, amid applause, Ryan lay on the air mattress and his sexy bride could not wait to jump right on him. Someone brought a lawn torch over, and she and everyone quickly saw that Michael finally realized what was really going on. What a reality check! Now that it was all out in the open, she made a point of throwing her bikini top in her husband's direction and bouncing up and down on Ryan's big cock harder and faster than ever. Tyler's handsome cousin looked to have a 10" x 7" cut cock fucking in and out of Heather's swollen pussy lips. He came inside her soon after that. As he lay there, she stood up and Reggie, with nothing on, grabbed her and turned her upside down in the air. His powerful arms held her suspended in front of him so that she was holding his thighs.

Reggie turned so Michael could see as her big tits flopped down on her chin. The black jock jerked her up and down to make her boobs bounce wildly. Everyone thought that was pretty funny. She was really screaming with excitement. Michael couldn't get over how amazing her boobs looked shaking like crazy. Reggie slowly carried her over to the pool - her bikini bottom wasn't on, Michael finally noticed - his long, thick, black prick aimed into her face and hair. He brushed against several erections along the way, and she reached for them and giggled. He tossed her in the water, and Reggie and Lemont and Josh jumped in after her, amid laughter and her shrieks of delight. Michael needed to sit from the dizzying effect of this surrealistic situation, so he sat at the side of the pool. The next thing he knew, Heather was next to him, staring at him with no expression, one of her hands holding the ladder.

Each of the horny jocks took turns fucking her from behind. The water splashed violently as their dicks stroked in and out of her body. One would fuck her for a while then another one would jump in. Soon others were taking turns sitting next to Michael and pulling her face into their crotches to suck them off. She pleaded to have them cum in her mouth and all over her face and a couple obliged, rubbing their cocks all over her gooey face. This almost made her have an orgasm, the way she reacted. While she was getting skewered underwater, the guys laughed when her cries of carnal ecstasy were blocked by the dick-meat of the guys sitting at poolside, while they were shoving down her hungry throat. This went on for a good forty-five minutes.

As Michael continued to look down into the pool and watch his wife in action, he suddenly noticed the big tent in his shorts! He had a massive hard-on! He was shocked that he was so excited from watching his wife having sex with all of these hot jocks. At one point, she got out of the pool and, with her back to him, had gotten fucked from behind at the top of the ladder, while guys played with her clit and sucked her tits. This made her cum so hard she sprayed her juices into the pool water. Tyler and Josh laughed out loud and made fun of her unusual ability to spray her cum so far. Her cries of pleasure sure got the guys cheering and clapping their hands.

Michael had never seen Heather act like this! He found himself not only looking at his wife, but he was equally watching the hot jocks in action. He strangely realized that he was just as turned on watching these studs, looking at their muscular nude bodies, their hard cocks, and their lustful desire for his sexy wife. Tyler especially caught his attention. God, that blond Viking-God was so intensely HOT! He couldn't help but notice how large the jock's uncut cock was. He was in awe.

Tyler turned and caught Michael staring at him. Michael blushed. Tyler just smiled knowingly at him, swam over to the edge of the pool beside Michael, and pulled himself out of the water. "Hey, Michael, from the big tent in your shorts, it looks like you enjoy sharing your wife with us," he remarked. "Looks like you may need a turn with her pretty soon yourself." He went over to Heather and pulled her away from the arms of a few guys standing around her and walked her over to Michael. "Sit on your husband's face," he said to her, "and let him eat all of our cum from your fucked-out pussy."

She quickly straddled his face, and Michael just sat there and followed Tyler's suggestion to eat his wife's cunt without a word of protest. He hungrily ate her swollen pussy lips and slipped his tongue deep inside her. So much cum leaked onto his lapping tongue from her gaping hole. He shocked himself by devouring her cunt and sucking out all of the jocks' spent semen from her. He kept sucking and swallowing. Even more jock-cum leaked out. It seemed to be an endless supply. He loved the taste of their mixed cum. He couldn't seem to get enough. Just the thought of all of their cocks having fucked her tender pussy made him crazy with lust. She groaned with passion, as he ate her pussy like he never had before.

"Fuck, that's HOT!" one guy shouted in amazement. "He likes eating our cum just as much as she does."

"Maybe we should give him a fresh supply straight from the tap," another jock remarked sarcastically.

The guys roared with laughter. They cheered him on, as Michael ate their spent semen from his wife's dripping pussy.

"I think he'd really like that," Tyler replied, with a devilish smirk on his handsome face, as he pulled Heather away from her husband's sucking mouth. Michael's face was wet with the jocks' spent cum and his wife's pussy juices. Matt quickly walked her back to the air mattress for another heated fuck.

Tyler stood up to Michael's still-open mouth and rammed his huge cock inside. Michael automatically started sucking on it, craving more of that tasty jock-cream. He had never even thought about sucking another guy's cock before, but Michael sure desired it now. The steely hardness of the blond jock's cock in his mouth made his own cock throb uncontrollably in his shorts. The smell of Tyler's crotch and the taste of his oozing precum on his tongue drove Michael crazy with lust for this sexy young man. He gagged as Tyler thrust his giant prick down his throat.

"YEAH!!!" the guys lustfully cheered Tyler on. "Fuck his face with your BIG cock! Pound it down that faggot's throat!"

Tyler grabbed Michael's head with his hands and guided it along his enormous cock. Michael bobbed his head back and forth, slurping noisily on it.

"Give that cocksucker ALL of it, man!" one of the lifeguards shouted.

Tyler forced his cock deeply down the married man's throat. Michael had tears in his eyes as he gagged on the huge cock. Tyler pulled Michael's head to his crotch and loudly groaned, "FFFUUUCCCKKKKK!!!" He shot a massive load down the man's throat, and Michael seemed to hungrily swallow every drop of it.

As Tyler pulled out of his mouth, Josh said, "Let's take the faggot to the picnic table and break him in, like we did his wife!" Lemont and Reggie quickly grabbed Michael by the arms and dragged him over to the table. They laid him on his back long-ways on top of the table, as Josh and a few of the other guys pulled Michael's Polo shirt, shorts, briefs, and deck shoes off, leaving him completely naked. Michael's large 8" x 5" cut cock was straining up hard against his flat stomach muscles, throbbing wildly.

"I think he needs his back and thigh muscles massaged, just like we did his wife's," Reggie said, laughing softly.

"Yeah," echoed Lemont, "we'll massage his man-pussy for him." As Lemont sat Michael up slightly and knelt behind him, holding him still, it suddenly occurred to Michael what the guys were really doing to his wife when he had assumed they were just massaging her backache and leg cramps.

Reggie and Josh each grabbed a leg and spread them wide apart as they each sat on the bench at each side of the table, duplicating the position they had been in earlier with Heather. Each were massaging Michael's thigh and working his hands up closer to his ass. Josh spit onto his fingers and began to rub them along Michael's hairy asscrack and against his virgin asshole.

"NO!" Michael begged, realizing what the jock was about to do.

"Relax, dude," Josh smiled. "Your wife sure liked our massages." He slipped his finger into Michael's hole, and Michael jumped in Lemont's arms. Lemont held onto him so the married man couldn't escape. Josh's finger drilled in and out of his ass, with that vigorous hand motion Michael had seen used on Heather earlier. Michael groaned loudly, as Josh slipped in a second finger and deeply fucked his man-pussy with them, rubbing his prostrate and sending shivers up and down his spine.

"He sure likes what you're doing, Josh," Lemont remarked, looking down at Michael's lap. "His boner is jumping around and drooling like crazy."

Josh removed his fingers, and Reggie slid his deeply into Michael's super-tight ass. "Damn!" Reggie exclaimed, "This faggot's pussy is even tighter than his wife's."

Just as the jocks had taken turns massaging his wife's cunt earlier, each one of them now took a turn finger-fucking his clasping tight asshole, stretching it more and more open with the eager thrusts. Michael was beside himself with pleasure. He never dreamed his ass was so sensitive. He was now heaving his ass onto the invading fingers and shouting and swearing, just as Heather had when her pussy was being manipulated by these guys.

Ryan was now vigorously fucking his man-pussy with, first, three, then four, fingers of his hand when Michael suddenly screamed and shot a huge load of cum all over himself. "Fuck, he even cums in buckets like his wife!" Ryan remarked and laughed.

"Hey, Matt, bring that air mattress over here," Reggie shouted.

Within minutes, Michael was on his back on the air mattress with Tyler's giant cock up his ass, popping his deep inner "cherry," and Josh's blood-engorged cock down his throat, fucking his face. Tyler was fucking his pussy just as forcefully as he had Heather's earlier, with long and vigorous strokes. Josh sat on Michael's chest and deeply fucked his throat. Michael didn't know what was coming over him. He lustfully needed these jocks inside him. An inner fire was building, a desire he never knew he possessed.

When Tyler and Josh finally unloaded their jock-cum in the married man's ass and throat, Reggie and Lemont quickly took their places. Michael thought he'd literally die when Reggie sank his huge black cock in his sore ass. "Aaaarrrggghhhhh!" he screamed in sudden pain. Reggie didn't hold back either, he forced his enormous prick all the way up the man's ass and started fucking him like a madman.

The whole thing went on to past midnight. Heather fucked each of them again and gave everyone blowjobs, and Michael noticed at least three or four new strangers getting their share, guys that someone had called on a cell phone to come over and check out the big-titted whore and her faggot husband, he thought.

Michael lustfully mirrored his sexy wife's actions. Each of the hot jocks had fucked his sore ass and unloaded his cum in him, and he had given blowjobs to every one of them at least once, swallowing as much tasty cum as he could. They used him like a piece of meat, and he loved every minute of it!

When the couple finally left, both naked and well-used by all of the hot and horny jocks at the party, Heather promised her host that she would be interested in attending, and participating at, more parties very soon. "And Michael can handle the grill," she smiled, lovingly kissing her still-stunned husband on the cheek amid roars of approval, "as well as handle all of the other meat you have for him."