The limbo

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The limbostory by wifewatcher (wifwat):It’s funny how one evening can change your whole way of life. My wife’s friend, Vera, had asked us to join her and her husband to her works dinner dance. I thought ‘How boring’. Her husband is a bit of a bore and we wouldn’t know anyone else at the party but Joan was very keen on going, so of course we went. Halfway through the meal, Vera took ill. Probably something she had eaten didn’t agree with her, so they went home. Now here we were, not knowing a soul there. Joan had been drinking a bit and was quite merry. After the meal there was dancing. We had danced a couple of numbers, then I went to the bar to get more drinks and as I returned, a guy was asking Joan to dance. ‘Go ahead!’ I said. ‘It will give me a rest.’ So off they went. I sat watching them as best I could as the lighting had been dimmed and they kept getting swallowed up in the crowed. When Joan returned, she looked rather flushed. ‘Been over doing it?’ I asked. ‘No!’ She replied looking very embarrassed. ‘He kept putting his hands on my bottom.’ Well now, perhaps the evening wasn’t going to be too boring after all. I had often fantasised about watching Joan with another guy but knowing how prudish she is sometimes, I never really thought it would ever happen. ‘And did you like it?’ I asked. ‘I-I don’t know.’ She said, as she blushed even more. Just then another guy came and asked her to dance. She didn’t even wait for me to say anything, she was up and off. This time when she returned to our table, she was breathing hard.’I need you!’ She said between breaths. ‘Take me home, I need you!’ She was obviously ‘turned on’ but I didn’t want this evening to end just when it was starting to look good. ‘Come on!’ I said as I took her by the hand and dragged her after me. We went down the passage passed the toilets to the cloakroom. I bundled her inside and switched off the lights. When I got my hand up her short dress, I was surprised to find how soaking wet her panties were. I quickly pulled them off her and spread her legs and buried my face into her neatly trimmed pussy. It only took but a few flicks of my tongue on her clit to have her gasping in orgasm.”Oh god! I needed that,” she said though gasps for breathe. “Now tell me what happened on the dance floor?””I.. I feel so ashamed. I was letting strange men paw at my body. I’m sorry!,” she said as she started to cry. “No, no!” I said, in as comforting a way as I could. I had my own problems; my cock was liable to burst at any second. “It’s OK! It really is. I don’t mind you having a bit of fun.””Are you sure? It is all my fault; I’ve had too much to drink. Those men could probably atakum escort see that and were taking advantage.””I think they would have tried their hand whether you were drunk or not. You look so sexy in that short dress, I can’t blame them for being attracted to you.””Oh!,” she said, going into her little girl voice. She always does this when she is in a sexy mood. “Do you really think I look sexy?””I always think you look sexy. You’re the most gorgeous woman in the world.” “Oh, you’re just being silly now,” she said, but I could see she was lapping it up. “Well those two guys who you danced with certainly thought so.” “Well.. er, there is something you don’t know. You probably couldn’t see as we were on the crowded dance floor but I never finished dancing a full song with one man.””What do you mean?” I asked, puzzled but intrigued. “Other men kept cutting in and each new one was bolder than the last. They were taking more liberties, touching my breasts and rubbing me in the front.””In the front? Oh you mean they were playing with your pussy.” “Oh yes! Do I sound awful saying it was exciting?””Not at all. You are a very sexy woman; you will of course get turned on when you’re stimulated. Perfectly natural,” I said, trying to make it sound like the most ordinary thing in the world. God, my dick was really aching now. “Then the last one actually had his hand inside my panties and I was almost ‘coming’ when the music stopped. That’s when I rushed back to you.” She had to be drunk to be talking like this in so open a fashion. Sex is something she does enjoy in the bedroom in the dark but she would never talk about it. Another thing she would never do was suck my dick, so I thought that this would be a great time to try to get her to do it, in her drunken condition. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her down to a kneeling position. She didn’t hesitate when I put my cock to her lips; her mouth opened and swallowed me in fully. I was practically fucking her throat but not for very long as I was too turned on. I held her head as for the first time in our married life; I poured my spunk down her throat. God it was lovely. She got back up, smiled and kissed me. There wasn’t a trace of cum on her lips as she had swallowed the lot.”That was nice,” she said. “Why haven’t we done that before?” I couldn’t believe this was the same woman, she must be really drunk.”Can I go and dance some more? You know, with some more men?,” she said with a big smile.”Of course you can, my darling. The more men the better.” My dick was rising again.”Oh you are good to me,” she almost purred. As we returned to the main room, someone was just finishing escort atakum a speech. It was announced that they would now have some entertainment. A black guy and two girls came on and started doing a Limbo dancing act. I sat Joan back at our table and I went off to the bar to get more drinks. I was awhile waiting to be served as everyone else had the same idea, to get drinks whilst the floorshow was on. I heard the dancer asking for volunteers to have a go at doing the Limbo. I was astonished to see Joan get up and go onto the floor with several other people. As I was returning to our table with the drinks, I suddenly remembered that Joan had left her panties in the cloakroom and she was wearing a very short skirt. I rushed to the dance floor but I was too late, Joan was just going into her turn.She was bending backwards as far as she could and shuffling under the bamboo pole. I saw a flash as one of the guys took a candid shot of my pantyless wife showing everything, to everybody. I don’t know if it was the flash or just too much drink but just then Joan slipped and fell with a bump. Three guys rushed over to her and made a great show of checking she was OK.”We’d better take her to the first aid room.” One of the guys said. So between them, they lifted her up and carried her off. I followed them but by the time I had got out to the lift, the doors were just closing. I had to go back into the main room to ask directions to the first aid room. It was on the floor above and as I came back out into the corridor, I saw another group of men going into the lift. I went up the stairs and as I got there, I could see them disappearing into a room. The moans grew louder as I approached the first aid room, it had a glass panel in the door that was frosted on the bottom half but I could see clearly through the top half. The men were surrounding my wife and through the occasional gap, I could see that she had been stripped naked and one of the guys was getting between her legs. As the gap closed, I could see her high heel shoes go up in the air. The guy was obviously putting her legs over his shoulders as he was going to fuck her. I didn’t realise that I had done it but I found myself with my dick in my hand and I was wanking furiously away in time to my wife’s fucking. The guy groaned as he filled her full of his cum and another guy took his place. I could stand this no longer. I had to get a close up view of my lovely Joan being turned into a slut. I entered the room and as I was pushing my way in, one of the guys said. “Hey! Wait your turn!” Another guy said. “It’s OK. He’s the husband, let him have a look at his fuckslut.” A atakum escort bayan cheer went up at that statement. “OK buddy!,” the first guy said. “Come on in.” And they all moved a bit so I could squash in. WOW! The full impact of it hit me as I saw my wife with one guy fucking her cunt, another guy fucking her mouth and two guys sucking on her tits. I still had my dick in my hand and it just went off on it’s own. My spunk shot out all over Joan’s stomach.I lost count of how many times I came. They took turns fucking her cunt and mouth. I think some had a couple of goes at her. Eventually they had all had enough and we were left alone. By this time Joan was really out of it, she had fallen into a drunken slumber. I set about trying to clean her up. I had found a towel and a cloth and I washed and wiped all the cum of her tits, face and body but something strange happened. As I opened her legs to clean her pussy and I saw her red and swollen cunt lips and the spunk seeping out of her stretched and well used hole, I had the irresistible desire to bury my face into her cunt. To lick and suck it all up. My dick by this time was red raw and sore but never the less; I once again needed relieve. After I had licked clean all traces of cum from around her cunt, I then, very slowly, sank my dick into her delicious cunt that was filled with who knows how many men’s spunk. The feeling was indescribable. The nearest description I can think of, is ‘warm velvet’. I was hardly moving my dick in and out and I had already shot my load a number of times but just the thought and the feel of my wife having a ‘used cunt’, made me cum once again. The next day, Joan made no mention of her night of debauchery. Whether she was too embarrassed or just couldn’t remember, I don’t know. I desperately wanted to broach the subject as I wanted for us to do it again. I loved the thought of her being fucked by other men. I was lost in these thoughts as Joan came in with the morning paper. “Is there any mail?” I asked. “No, not proper mail. But there is an unstamped hand delivered letter addressed to me,” she replied.As she opened it, her face went ashen. All of the colour drained away from her face. She just stood there staring at the contents.”What is it?” I enquired as I rushed over to her. I took the letter from her hand and saw what had effected her so much. It was a photo of her doing the Limbo without panties. A note with it said ‘We all enjoyed Gang Banging you, when can we do it again?’ The photo and message had obviously brought it all back to her. About how slutty she had behaved. She started to cry. I put my arms around her and comforted her and told her not to be upset. It had been a wonderful evening and I had enjoyed it as much as she had. Since then we have had many Gang Bangs. We did it once again with the same group of guys but she finds it far more exciting with strangers.And so do I 😉

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