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My best friends house party. I loved going there for the 4th of July. This year was different though. They had been hooking up throughout the year. I didn’t think anything would happen this time though. To be honest, there were so many people, how could it? So a fun night out for me and my girl.
We arrive and my buddy immediately sharks his way over and steals my girl from me in front of everyone and starts getting her drinks. I figure I’ll just get my own drink and mingle. I can catch up with her later. I couldn’t help but feel like people noticed her leave with him though. Anyway, I saw some old friends and we were chatting for a while. A few whiskeys in and I realized it had been over an hour. I checked my phone and saw I had a missed text from my girl. She texted me, “can you do me a favor and go to the car and get my extra set of clothes? No questions asked.”
We both keep spare clothes in the car, it’s good practice though she started us on that and now I’m starting to wonder why.
So, I did as I was told.
“I got them, where do you want them?”
No response.
Okay. So someone must have spilled some shit on her clothes. I made my way through the house and could not find her for the life of me. Not downstairs, not on the main floor. Not in the front, or the back. Maybe upstairs … So I went upstairs. There were very few people upstairs. Couple people on the stairs and a couple chatting in one of the restrooms upstairs. A lot of closed doors.
As I went further through the second floor I started to hear clapping. The fire works must have started, I thought. But then I realized, it was a very consistent clap. This wasn’t the sound of hands clapping. I approached the door where the sound was coming from and hesitated before looking in. Clapping. Constant clapping. I listened harder. Heavy breathing. Slight moaning. Muffled sounds. I decided to brace myself as this was probably my wife and my best friend. I turn the corner and I see not only my wife and my buddy but 5 or 6 big football player built dudes in there. My wife was muffled because she was spit roasted right between two of the big guys. Another dude was off to the side jerking off and another was getting hand jerked by my wife. Her clothes were torn. Torn to shreds. My eyes couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I was shaking from excitement and disbelief. So much so that I didn’t even notice my buddy had already busted on her face and tits. She was being passed around like a toy. Then my buddy saw me and pulled me into the room.
“Guys, this is our sponsor. The husband. The legend.”
That felt good but none of the guys really paid me any mind.
“Your girl is something special” said the one who was balls deep into her throat.
My wife pulled off of the dudes cock and told me to sit down.
I did as I was told. She spent another hour getting these guys off. One in her pussy. One in her mouth. One cheeky fucker in the ass. And the rest of her huge tits. when they finished she told them to leave so her husband could help her clean up. They all knew what she was going to have me do.
They left without hesitation and closed the door.
“Did you like watching me baby?”
“Yes.” I said hesitantly.
She took her fingers, fingered her pussy and rubbed it on her tits.
“Eat. It.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Eat. It.”
“Why?????”
“Because if you want me to stay with you, you’ll eat it”
I looked at the whad of cum sitting on her tits. 5 dudes mixture. Clumpy.
I looked her dead in the eyes and lopped it up.
“Don’t swallow yet “
I listened.
“Open your mouth “
I listened.
She hawked a wad of spit into my mouth then told me to swallow it.
I did as I was told.
“Good boy. Sit here. Now it’s my turn to listen and watch.” she said. Then she stepped into the adjoining bathroom shower.
I was confused…
One of the guys who had been fucking her walked back into the room.
“Are you Scott?”
“Yeah”
“Your wife said I could have you after having her.”
I swallowed again and was reminded of the taste of cum as I looked at the giant man at the door.
What do you think I did?

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