Guy continues to dislike the lifestyle and finally, the shit hits the fan....
Sharing is the Spice of Life – Chapter’s 9 &10
A few months have passed since Chels and I went to the club in Austin. Things I’m seeing in her make me think I’ve lost her to the life she led me to believe was novel.
Colton and Jennifer were married about two months ago and Chelsea and I were invited to go with them on their honeymoon. As shocking as this seemed to me, I agreed to go because Chelsea thought it would be fun for the four of us. Colton and Jennifer seemed to think it would be a real blast to have their friends with them while they continued celebrating their marriage.
Even though I wasn’t totally in favor of it, it turned out to be a lot of fun. The day after the wedding, we caught a plane in Austin and flew to the Cayman Islands. Colton had leased a beach house with a half mile of private beach for a week. The place was a perfect getaway. We were close enough to town to be able to enjoy the nightlife, but just far enough away to not be bothered by too many people.
The day we arrived we got settled then went out to the beach. You could look up and down the beach and not see one person, so we decided to do the beach nude. I think we spent about 3 hours there then retired back into the house and warmed up to the fully stocked bar. After several drinks, we went to our rooms and got ready to go out for dinner. The lady from the rental agency told us about several good restaurants in town. We picked one that was nearby and also had live music to dance to. She also told us that at most of these establishments, one should dress to impress. So, Colton and I wore slacks and a sport jacket while the women dressed to kill. When I saw what Chelsea was wearing it took my breath away.
Her dress came to just above her knees. The waistline was angled from her hips to a point below her navel. It had a slit on the left side that came halfway up her hip. On top, she wore a jeweled halter that was backless and was cut very low and shown over half of her gorgeous tits. She topped it off with 4” spike heels.
Jessica was wearing a mini dress that stopped about 5 inches below her pussy. It fit her curves perfectly and was backless and the front was cut from the top of her shoulders to her navel…it also showed a lot of her fantastic breasts. She also was wearing tall heels.
I knew that these two would probably attract a lot of attention wherever we went this evening. We had leased a Z71 Chevy Suburban so we could get around whenever we wanted. It took us about 20 minutes to drive to the restaurant.
I had been correct in my assumption that the girls would get a lot of attention tonight. As we walked into the restaurant, the valet personnel couldn’t take their eyes off these two gorgeous women. Once inside, while we walked to our table, every man in the place stared to the point that their spouses kicked them under the table. After we were seated, we ordered drinks and talked about what a beautiful place this was. Our drinks arrived and the waiter informed us that they were compliments of Mr. James Tolliver, which we found out later was a wealthy local businessman.
The waiter pointed him out to us, so we raised our glasses to him. He was seated about halfway across the room with two other men. We ordered appetizers and continued our conversation. We were perfectly happy to have a very slow and relaxed dinner.
After some time, we ordered dinner and told the waiter that we were in no big hurry so he should take his time. As the waiter left, Mr. Tolliver walked up to our table.
“Good evening,” he said as he took the girls hands and kissed them, “my name is James Tolliver. I couldn’t help but notice these two stunning ladies as you came in. I just wanted to introduce myself to you and invite you to join me and my friends after you finish your dinner and the music begins.”
Colton and I both shook hands with him and invited him to pull up a chair while we waited for our dinner. He asked the waiter to please bring him a chair. He sat with us and joined our conversation. He told us that he was originally from New Orleans and had relocated here about 8 years ago after he bought a local hotel.
He asked us if we were visiting Grand Cayman on business or pleasure. I told him that my friend had just been married and we were here for their honeymoon.
“So…the four of you are here for their honeymoon, that’s interesting.” James said.
Colton spoke up, “Guy and I have been lifelong friends and we are partners in a ranch near Austin, Texas. We are closer than most brothers. Jen and I thought it would be fun to have friends we know along with us.”
“I see,” he said.
We talked about many different things till our dinner arrived. At that point, James excused himself and said, “When the music starts, we will be seated right over there,” he said as he pointed to a very large table near the bandstand. “When you finish dinner, please come join us, we would love to have the company of four such lovely people.”
I thanked him for the invitation and told him that we would be delighted to join them later.
Chelsea was the first to speak up, “That is probably the most handsome and sophisticated man I think I have ever met, present company excluded.” She laughed.
“I have to agree with you Chels,” Jen commented, “he is so smooth and interesting, I think this may be fun evening.”
Colton and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes. “You two behave yourselves, remember you are both married women.” He mused.
The dinner was exquisite….and quite expensive. We had desert then decided to join James and his two friends. The lights were dimmed, and the band was just beginning when we arrived at James’ table. When we were seated James introduced the four of us to his two friends, Robert Claire and Martin Thomas, both attorneys from New Orleans.
Chelsea and I excused ourselves from the table and went to the dance floor. The music was sort of like soft rock, not too fast, not too slow and not too loud. Chelsea and I talked while we danced.
“So,” I asked her, “are you having fun?”
“Yes,” she replied, “I look forward to you and I spending some time together, alone, while we are here. I hope you know that I do love you so much. I just hope you don’t doubt me.”
“I love you too Chelsea, I hope we’re not losing touch since we began this new lifestyle you wanted. Just know, I just want you to be happy.”
The song ended and we returned to the table. Almost immediately, James asked my permission for Chelsea to dance with him and Martin asked Colton if he could dance with Jennifer.
We both said that it was fine with us. Another round of drinks had arrived at the table while Chelsea and I were dancing. I watched them as she danced with James. They were dancing close and laughing as they talked. The song ended and they returned to the table. Martin and Jennifer remained on the floor as the next song began.
For the next several hours we all talked about almost everything that was going on in the world and all danced. It seemed that Chelsea and Jennifer were spending quite a lot of time on the dance floor. Of course, keeping up with five partners wasn’t an easy task. As the evening passed, James asked us if we would like to be his guests at his hotel the next day.
“I would love to have the four of you come to my hotel as my guests, tomorrow. I have three pools, six restaurants and 8 bars. Come over around noon and we will have lunch. Bring your swimsuits and we can enjoy my private pool and spa area, then I will treat you to dinner. Would you like to join me?”
Chelsea looked over at Jennifer and replied, “We would love to, thank you so much.”
“The pleasure is all mine,” he replied.
We excused ourselves from the table and drove back to our place. When we got there, Chelsea took me by the hand and led me away to our bedroom saying, “We will see you two in the morning, have fun.”
Having watched Chelsea all evening in that sexy dress, I had been waiting to make love to her. When we got to our room, Chelsea pulled her top off and revealed she had no bra on under it and when she unzipped her dress and dropped it, she had no panties on either. “Dressing very risqué tonight, I’d say.”
She just smiled as she slowly walked over to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, a slow and sensuous kiss, as she undressed me. I removed my jacket and shirt as she unbuckled my belt and dropped my slacks to the floor, followed by my boxer briefs.
She engulfed my hard cock in her warm mouth and began working me into a sexual frenzy. I wasn’t ready to cum just yet and she was getting me very close. I pulled away from her and took her to bed. She laid on her back and I moved over her and pushed my hard throbbing cock balls deep into her dripping pussy.
We fucked slow and deliberately for the next hour, never going to orgasm as we edged. We finally worked ourselves up to orgasm some time later and when it happened, we both went off simultaneously.
Chelsea was writhing underneath me while I emptied my balls inside her, filling her to the point that cum was profusely leaking out of her filled pussy, oozing out around my hard cock. When we finished, we both rolled over facing each other and went to sleep in each other’s arms.
The next morning, I woke up to the warm and moist feeling of Chelsea swallowing my cock. Chelsea is a master of sucking cock. She had me as hard as I could get, taking long deep strokes. I reached out to grasp her great tits and got pushed back down on my back. She held my cock as she pulled it from her lips and said, “Not now buster, this is my rodeo.”
I lay there enjoying the intense pleasure she was giving me. In a short time, my balls throbbing, I released a torrent of sperm laden semen down her throat into her belly.
She got up on her knees and pulled her cum dripping mouth off my phallus and said, “Oh yum, I love your cum Guy…it’s a fabulous breakfast.” Then she continued wiping the remainder of the leaked cum from her face and swallowing it as she attempted to get off the bed.
“Oh no you don’t…….my turn,” I said as I pushed her onto her back and got between her legs. I pushed her knees apart widely and inserted my tongue between her swelled pussy lips. As I licked her clit and fingered her with two fingers, she moaned and twisted and turned on the bed. Her ass came up off the bed and pushed into my hungry mouth as she climaxed, squirting all over my face and upper torso. I drank all her sweet juice I could while the rest splashed off of me onto the bed, soaking it completely.
“Ohhhhhhh honey, that was fantastic…. oh, shit that was good. You’re too good to me Guy, too good.” She panted
When we got to the shower, I pushed her against the back wall and lifted her legs up and pushed my cock inside her once more. We fucked like bunnies for the next 20 minutes till we melted into each other again.
We got dressed and went out to the main room. Colton and Jen and not stirred. We decided to go out to the beach and kick back under an umbrella. I made us each a bloody Mary to sip on while we relaxed. As we sat in our beach chairs, we could hear Jennifer screaming in ecstasy for quite some time. Evidently, they were pleasing each other before going out into the world today.
I enjoyed the time I had gotten to spend with my wife since we arrived here. She acted like the days before swinging…the touching, kissing and sex were all about just us and no one else. I am sure, though, Colton will be fucking my wife and I’ll be banging Jennifer before long. And, to tell the truth, I don’t mind that much, after all Jennifer is a very beautiful and voluptuous woman and we do fuck well together.
At around 11 am Jennifer and Colton emerged from the house and came out to where we were. “What time do you want to go up to James’ hotel…. maybe leave here around a quarter till 12?”
“That’s fine with us,” Chelsea said.
Colton made he and Jen a Bloody Mary, and we all sat out on the beach and talked about nothing in general. At 11:30 we got all our things together and drove to James’ hotel. When we got there, we couldn’t believe it. The place was a 5-star hotel and went on and on… it was huge. We went inside and asked the desk clerk to page James.
Shortly James arrived at the desk. He shook hands with Colton and I and kissed our wives like he was a long-lost friend. He then said, “Follow me and I’ll take you to my private pool area, I believe that lunch is ready to be served.”
We were led through some beautiful gardens to a secluded area at the back of the acreage the hotel was built on. The pool was beautifully landscaped and furnished. In the far back corner of the area, there is a very large pool house with a covered veranda. A large dining table was set with a large buffet off to one side and a full-service bar back closer to the entrance to the house.
“Make yourselves at home, help yourselves to the food and the waitress will take care of the drinks for you.” James told us. “Also, Martin, from last night, will be joining us a little later, he has been held up briefly.”
The buffet had everything from steaks to seafood, a salad bar, several choices of veggies and then a large ***********ion of bread. The desert bar looked somewhat like a bakery. We all filled our plates and sat down for lunch. James was the most gracious host and saw that anything we desired was brought to us. We had a fantastic lunch and conversation with our host in one of the most luxurious areas one could wish for.
After lunch and desert, we all moved out to another shaded area furnished with plush furniture. We were joined by two very attractive young ladies which were introduced as Gina and Nicole, customer service representatives for the hotel.
“If any of you would like to change into swimming apparel, feel free to use the pool house. As you go in, on the right you will find a wide ***********ion of swim gear for men and women…or if you prefer, you may go nude in this area. I assure you that no one will be disturbing us here this afternoon and evening. You will have to help yourselves at the bar as I have sent the wait staff and bartender away for further privacy.
We all went inside to see what was available in swimwear and found that the ***********ion was varied and of top quality. Colton and I ***********ed small men’s racer briefs while the women chose only thongs. When we arrived back at the pool, James had returned wearing a men’s thong while Gena and Nicole returned fully nude.
We moved out to a large, umbrella shaded, table near the edge of the pool. We laid our towels on the backs of our chairs. Colton and I went to the bar and made drinks for the four of us while Nicole made drinks for herself, Gina and James.
When we returned to the table, I found that Chelsea and Jen were sitting on either side of James and Gina was seated on the other side of the table. As we approached with the drinks, Gina pulled a chair out for Colton next to her, while Nicole motioned for me to sit in a chair next to her.
At this point, I could see what was developing as did Colton. As we talked and had a few drinks, I saw that Chelsea and Jen were warming up to James while Gina and Nicole were more than friendly with Colton and me. One of the men from last night, Martin, joined us.
Martin commented as he sat down, “I’m sorry I’m late, I got tied up in a business meeting and couldn’t break away. And unfortunately, Robert had to leave this morning.”
James turned the music on and was dancing with Chelsea while Martin sat visiting with Jen. Gina and Nicole had asked Colton and I to dance so the four of us joined James and Chelsea out on a small hardwood dance floor.
I could barely take my eyes from Nicole long enough to watch James and Chelsea. Nicole was pressing her 36’s into my chest as we danced. I had my hands on her ass cheeks pulling her close to my hard cock. When I glanced over toward Chelsea, I could see that James had both hands inside her bikini bottom grasping her ass as they kissed.
Colton and Gina had gone to the covered area where the couches were. It looked as though he was getting a blow job; his head was laid back on the back of the couch and Gina was down between his legs bobbing her head up and down.
Nicole’s hand slid into my swim trunks and began stroking my stiff member. Over at the table, Martin had Jen sitting on the table while he buried his tongue in her. I took Nicole’s hand and led her to the couches. My dick was so hard it was hurting. I pulled my swim trunks down and off and sat on the couch and pulled Nicole to a sitting position on my rod. Her pussy was wet and tight and felt so good as she took me all inside her. Nicole began bouncing up and down on my hard rod making her big boobs flop up and down while she moaned and groaned.
While she fucked me, I could see that James had Chelsea bent forward across the dining table giving her a hard dog fucking. I watched intently as his phallus impaled her time after time as she screamed for him to fuck her good. The sight of her getting her pussy banged was making my cock harder and harder.
I grasped Nicole’s hips and began to move with her, making her moan even more. “Ohhhh damn Guy, don’t stop, ooh don’t stop…. I’m about to cum.” She wrapped her arms around my neck and pushed her warm tits into my face. I knew that my balls were about to blow. Nicole stepped up the pace to the point I could hear the sloshing sound coming from between her legs. A few more strokes and I was blowing like a geyser inside this fine young thing causing her to explode into a series of orgasms.
Colton wasn’t far from me and had laid Gina on her back and was fucking her missionary style as hard as he could pound her. Martin had laid Jen back on the table and was standing between her legs with his slacks below his knees fucking her slow and deliberate as he squeezed and sucked on her fabulous boobs.
James was still fucking Chelsea from the back, holding onto her hips as he pumped his meat in and out of her married pussy. Chelsea was being very vocal like she did when the pleasure was overwhelming. I heard James yelling as he was screwing her, “Take it baby……take my horse cock ……. you have the tightest pussy I’ve fucked in a long time slut, damn you’re a good fuck……..OOOOOH SHIT HERE IT COMES BABY HOLD ON……I’M GONNA PUT MY WAD IN YOUR BELLY BABEEEEEEEEEEEEE….YES, YES YES !”
He was slamming his cock into her very hard and I could hear Chelsea screaming as orgasms rocked her world. “FUCK YES…GIVE IT TO ME STUD…. FILLLLLL MY SLUTTY CUNT FULL OF YOUR HOT FUCK JUICE….GIVE IT TO ME BABY!
Watching this happen to wife made my cock so hard it was hurting. I needed to release again. I grabbed Nicole’s head and pulled her to my raging hard on and put it between her lips. She immediately took me down her throat till my balls rested on her chin. A couple of deep strokes in her warm mouth and I blew another big load of hot semen into her belly.
As I sat there blowing cum down Nicoles throat, I could smell the sex in the air, and it drove me to want more. My hard on was still raging. Nicole was kissing me…I could taste my cum on her tongue. I pulled back and said, “Ok baby now I want your ass. She moved to her knees in front of the couch and leaned over the seat. I moved behind her as she spread her cheeks wide. I ran my fingers into her sloppy pussy, lubing them. I smeared cum on her ass hole and probed the cum inside her. I spit on my hard cock and pushed the head slowly into her shapely ass. A few strokes and I was balls deep inside her, fucking her like a mad man.
I looked around to see Chelsea and observed she was still on the dining table. She was being spit roasted now laying on her back with Martin between her legs pumping her pussy and her head hanging off the opposite side with James throat fucking her. It was so erotic.
I looked for Jen and saw her still laying on the table on her back, her legs dangling and a gob of cum puddled under her ass. This sexy sight pushed me over the edge again and I filled Nicole’s guts with my hot sperm. When I pulled out of her, she continued to lay on the cushion with cum running from both her holes onto the patio. It looked as though Colton had fucked Gina to exhaustion. He was walking toward the table where Chelsea was being spit roasted.
James and Martin were in the process of unloading inside Chelsea as Colton walked toward them, stroking his hard cock. Martin pulled out of her and Colton moved in close and pushed inside her pussy and lubed his cock. He lifted her legs up putting her feet on his shoulders as he roughly pushed his cum slathered cock through the river of cum running down from her well fucked pussy. He gave it a big push and went balls deep inside her ass. James had finished throat fucking her and had backed off and was watching. I went over to the bar to get a beer and catch my breath. Martin came over and joined me saying, “Quite a marathon huh?”
“Yes,” I said as James walked up. “Guy, your woman is one hell of a good piece of ass, I apologize for having sex with her without your permission, but she told me to get inside her…. I didn’t have any time.”
“I know, all of us have an open relationship so it’s ok…. I don’t think I told you last night, but we’re down here on Colton and Jennifer’s honeymoon.”
“Guy, you jest of course.” James said.
“No joke, James, we’ve been fucking each other’s wives for quite a while now.”
We all watched as Colton filled Chelsea’s guts with cum and pulled out leaving thick streams of cum drizzling to the floor.
Colton walked over to where the three of us were discussing all the good pussy that was laying around the patio exhausted, considering which pussy each of us was going to pleasure when the girls all came around.
As I sat there, I had the chance to check out all the cocks. James was semi-hard and about 8 inches long and 2 inches in diameter. Martin was mostly still hard at about 10 inches and as big around as a pop can. I was the smallest at six long and 2 inches in diameter and then there was Colton’s ram rod at about 8 inches long and at least 2 inches in diameter. These girls had all been fucked senseless. We continued to drink and talk about fucking till the girls began to come around. Gina was the first to get up. She looked at all of us and smiled as she walked to the pool and jumped in. Jennifer and Nicole were the next ones to come around and followed Gina into the pool. The noise awakened Chelsea. She made her way to her feet and walked toward us at the bar.
“Damn gentlemen, that was great. I’ll be ready to go again in a little while.” She walked to the pool and jumped in. The water rejuvenated the four of them. They began splashing each other, laughing and swimming. When they got out of the pool they came to the bar, ready for the drinks I had prepared for them.
We all sat around the bar talking about nothing in general and drinking. Once I watched James fuck Chelsea again. She was standing with her hands on the bar while be came in from behind and fucked her slow and easy while he tweaked her sensitive nipples. After they both came again, they went to the pool and jumped in. I noticed them kissing and fucking again about a half hour later.
We all paired up a couple of more times and fucked till our genitals were sore.
James had dinner brought out at about 8. We all spent the night at the pool house, paired up with a different woman. We fucked into the early hours of the morning, eventually falling asleep with one of the desirable women.
The next morning, we hung around there till everyone awakened, then got dressed and left. The remainder of the day, Chelsea, Jennifer, Colton and I all just lounged around on the beach and relaxed. That evening we had pizza delivered and went to bed early.
For the next 3 days we toured the island and checked out all the sights. At night, Colton and I took turns with the women finishing up the evening going to bed with our own wife.
After the week of non-stop pleasure and relaxation, we boarded the plane home. It was three days before Colton and I got back to running the ranch. It’s the pits to have to come home to rest up.
CHAPTER 10
Things were pretty much normal around the ranch. The months past…Thanksgiving passed by as did Christmas. When New Years Eve rolled around, Colton and Jen and Chelsea and I planned an evening out at Dave’s Roadhouse. There was always a top-of-the-line New Year’s Eve party there. The whole evening cost each couple $200.00. It included a prime rib dinner for two, all of the drinks for two, admission to the dance (which was always a big name band), midnight champagne and breakfast. It was one hell of a deal in the long run.
Dinner was to begin at 7 so the four of us arrived a little after 7 and were seated at a table of our choice. We chose a table that was in the back and somewhat secluded. We ordered drinks and the prime rib then kicked back and began the celebration.
The band turned out to be a group called Asleep at the Wheel. They are a Country and Western swing band that had been around Texas for several years. They are very good, and we had a really good time dancing to their music that night.
Jennifer and Chelsea had become very close friends, almost like sisters. Again, they dressed to impress and this time they outdid themselves. Their clothing was very sexy and revealing, showing their assets off without being completely naked. They filled the eyes of many men that night, and several men filled them out of appreciation.
I have learned that Chelsea has become her own person and will do whatever she damn well wants to do, whenever she damn well wants to. A couple of times Chels and Jen went to the “little girl’s room” to freshen up and didn’t return for quite some time.
While I was at the bar getting another round of drinks, I saw Chelsea dancing with a guy, which was not uncommon. I noticed that she was dancing very close, like she usually does. I went back to the table and joined our group. We had pulled 4 tables together that some of our other friends were sitting at and were having a really good time.
Half an hour had passed and Chels wasn’t back to the table so I thought I should go make sure she was all right. The roadhouse is a very large venue, so it took me a little while to look around for her, but to no avail. I needed to piss so I went over to the restrooms. When I walked in, I got the surprise of my life.
There was Chelsea in the men’s restroom sitting on top of the long vanity with her dress pulled up above her waist, her top pulled down and a guy between her legs fucking her like there was no tomorrow. There were two other guys with their cocks out, jacking off, waiting their turn. Chelsea looked over and saw me and said, “Come on in honey, there are two in front of you.”
The man inside of her shot his wad and pulled out then another hard cock took his place within seconds. He was sucking her nipples as his cock sloshed around inside her sloppy pussy. Looking at the amount of cum puddled on the countertop, I figured she must have fucked at least 4 or 5 guys. This guy finished inside of her, and it was my turn, so I pulled my hard cock out and after a short while added my load to her.
She had consumed a lot and was feeling no pain, so I said to her, “Ok Chelsea, it’s time to go back to the table.”
She smiled at me and said, “And what if I don’t want to?”
“Chelsea, it makes very little difference to me what you want right now, get the fuck on your feet and let’s go!”
She frowned at me and slid her ass off the countertop, grabbed a paper towel and wiped her pussy and legs dry. She arranged her clothes, and we left the bathroom. It wasn’t midnight yet, but I figured it was time to go home. When I returned to the table the party was still going strong.
Colton came over to me and asked, “Did you see Jen anywhere while you were gone?”
“No, Colton, I haven’t seen her in a while.” I said.
“When I find her, I think we will be close behind you. She has had too much to drink. She is probably out in the parking lot in the back seat with some dude.”
“If you need any help, just give me a call and I’ll come back, but now I need to get Chelsea home…I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.”
“Ok, see you Guy.” Colton told me.
I took Chelsea by the arm and supported her as we left Dave’s. She had gotten to a point she couldn’t stand by herself. I got behind the wheel and went home. She passed out and was sleeping when we got to the house. As I got her out of my truck and helped her to the house, General was going nuts. He could smell the scent of a bitch in heat.
He followed us into the house and sat patiently as I laid her across the large ottoman in the living room. I went to the linen closet and got a pillow and blanket so I could put her to bed on the couch. It would be too hard to get her up the stairs.
When I returned, he was standing between her legs licking cum from the insides of her thighs, cleaning her up. I shooed General back as I removed her clothes and went to the bathroom to get a washcloth and towel so I could clean her up.
When I got back to the living room, General had mounted her and was giving her everything he had. I had left her laying on her front on the top of the oversized ottoman with her ass at the edge. General’s front feet were up on top of the ottoman as he jackhammered his cock into her sopping wet pussy. I moved toward him to pull him off by the collar and got a loud growl and a barring of teeth.
I decided that I should just leave him alone for the time being and let him finish, which I did. As I watched him knot sleeping beauty, I got a huge hard on, pulled my cock out and jerked off. General finished with her in about a half hour and was laying over in his bed licking his cock clean. I finished washing Chelsea up and put her on the couch and covered her up.
I went to the kitchen for a glass of tea, sat at the bar and thought about the evening and my beautiful wife. I was at a loss as to what to do. Chelsea had become nothing but a common whore, a quick piece of ass for any hard dick that happened to be nearby. My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing.
The call was from Colton. He said he needed my help and could I come back to Dave’s and help him. It seems that he had found Jen out in the parking lot. She had also had too much to drink and was quite drunk. When he found her, she was in the back of some cowboy’s truck laying on a pile of feed sacks getting fucked while she sucked another guy off. Colton told me that there were eleven guys standing around watching as they gangbanged her.
Colton had protested and told them he was taking his wife home but was pushed back and blocked and told to get lost or they would beat his ass. He said that the odds were against him, so he had no choice but to back off. I told him I would be there in a little while. When I arrived, Colton pointed out the area where the bunch of drunk cowboys were fucking his wife.
I went around to the back of my truck and opened the tail gate. “I brought some things that will even this thing up a little.” I pulled out a couple of oak axe handles and two .45 cal semi-auto hand guns. Colton looked at me with a puzzled look on his face.
“We’re not going to shoot the sons of bitches are we?” he asked.
“Not really. They are loaded with the rubber bullets I bought when we were trying to catch those rustlers a couple of years ago. We just wanted to make them feel like they got shot. Here’s one for you and here’s 5 more clips.” I jacked a round into the chamber of my gun, put my extra clips in my pocket and grabbed an axe handle.
“I think it’s time to go teach those cowboys some manners.” I said as we walked across the parking lot.
As we approached, I heard one say, “Hey look, that dumb son of a bitch wants to get his ass kicked and he brought a pal to go down with him.”
Two of them came walking toward us while the others just laughed and kept fucking Jen. We had hidden the axe handles behind our legs as we walked over. When they got close enough, I bashed one upside his head then whacked his left knee, collapsing it. Colton was beating the other one like a stepchild.
Six more jumped out of the truck bed and came at us yelling, “We’re gonna fuck you guys up for that.”
Colton and I pulled our .45’s out and began to blast away. The rubber bullets were one hell of an invention. They won’t penetrate the skin, but they hurt like hell when they hit. I dumped a clip and reloaded, when the guys were down, I went to work with my axe handle giving them a lesson in manners. Colton was whacking them with his axe handle while he kicked them in the balls. The other 3 had bailed out of the truck headed for parts unknown.
We helped Jen out of the back of the truck and helped her get over to Colton’s truck. I told Colton, “You go ahead, I’m going to hang out over by the highway and make sure there isn’t a convoy coming after you. As he left, there were people coming outside after hearing the shots. I sat down the highway a little way and made sure no one was following then went on to the ranch after a little while.
I drove down to Colton’s house to make sure they had gotten home ok then drove up to my house. It was past 3 am as I drove up toward the house. I had been gone for over 3 hours.
As I drove past the bunk house all the lights were on, and it looked as thought there was a party going on, so I decided to stop and say hi to the men.
When I walked into the bunk house all the guys were kind of drunk, anywhere from totally to partially naked, drinking beer and having a good time. As I walked in, things quieted down quickly.
“Hell, don’t stop because of me guys, go on with the party.”
Things had gotten a little weird, so I started looking around and saw why. Over in the other end of the bunk house Chelsea was on a bunk naked getting fucked. I walked back to where she was and stood there and watched. The bunk house was totally quiet except for Chelsea’s moans and groans as she was getting screwed by a cowboy. Her legs were spread wide, he was on top of her pounding her pussy as his balls banged onto her ass.
One of the guys came over to me, covering himself up. “Hey boss, I don’t know what to tell you. We were having our own little party here when she walked in with nothing on. Jed told her that he would help her back to the house, that you wouldn’t want her down here like this. She said to all of us that it didn’t make any fucking difference whether Guy liked it or not, she was here to get fucked and to get our dicks out and go to work on her. Well, we were all drunk, so nature just took its course…sorry boss, we’ll help you get her up to your house.”
“No,” I said, “I want you guys to fuck her all night. Keep her drunk. Then when the sun comes up, I want you guys to enjoy her all day tomorrow. If she passes out, keep fucking her pussy and ass. I want you guys to all have a really good time using her… and just know that there will be no repercussions on any of you.”
If you guys need a break, bring a straw bale of two in here and throw a blanket on it. Put her on her front with her ass at the edge of the bales with her legs spread. Then bring that damn jackass in here and let him fuck her for a while. He knows what to do, so let him go and sit back and enjoy the show. I want her well fucked and I don’t care how much. Okay guys? You understand?”
“We’ve got it boss…are you sure boss?”
“Get to it, I’ll be in and out checking to see when I think she has had enough.” I said to them all.
As I left the bunk house, the men were all getting naked, preparing for a night of pleasure gangbanging by my whore wife. I’ve had enough of this and if this doesn’t stop her, she can just pack and get the fuck out of here. Like an idiot, I still love her, but I can’t live like this anymore.
I waited till 6 am before I went back to the bunk house. When I walked in, I had to laugh looking at this pitiful sight. All twelve of my ranch hands had collapsed in different places around the bunk house looking totally worn out. They had moved Chelsea to the kitchen table and laid her forward on the table, bent over the edge at the waist. Her hands were tied to the corners at the other end and her ankles were tied to the legs of the table at this end. An obscene amount of cum was on the floor and a large amount had built up and dried on the insides of her thighs. As I walked around her, I could look inside her through her two gaping holes.
Jed had been in the kitchen making coffee. When he noticed me looking Chelsea over, he came to me and said, “Sir, that’s a horrible sight, a beautiful woman like her looking like that. Do you want me to help you get her up to the house?”
“Jed, don’t get me wrong, I love this woman but she is changing into exactly what you see here. I want her fucked all day, I hope that she gets all she wants and stops, then we can go forward. No, I don’t want to take her to the house yet. Help me bring a couple of straw bales in here and reposition her.”
We moved some straw bales inside and covered them with a blanket. Jed and I picked her up and placed her on her back with her ass at the edge of the bales. We ran straps from her wrists to the upper sides of the bales and looped them under the wire tying the bale, and secured her hands above her head. Then took a strap around under the bales and over her waist and secured her to the bales.
Jed looked puzzled, “What is this for boss?”
“We’re ready so I’ll show you.” I said as I headed out the door. Just as I thought, Pedro was hanging around outside the bunkhouse. He must have smelled the pussy and cum and followed his nose. I led him into the bunk house and to Chelsea. His cock began to get hard as he neared Chelsea, and his eyes had that wild look in them.
Jed looked at me and asked, “Boss, this isn’t going to be a donkey fuck is it, I don’t think she can take all that cock?”
“Get a couple of beers and I’ll pull up the chairs and I’ll show you just what she can take.”
Jed came back from the frig with two beers and sat down. I led Pedro up to Chelsea and got him to put his two front hooves up on the bales. From there he knew exactly what he wanted and began to search for her entrance with his hard fuck stick.
When his cock found the entrance to her pussy, he rammed it in a good 12 inches and began to pump that huge cock in and out of Chelsea’s hole. Jed couldn’t believe his eyes. A few of the other men had awakened, put on their underwear and came to watch…also I noticed that Chelsea was coming out of her drunken sleep.
Pedro didn’t disappoint the audience. He was humping her pussy, giving her a good hard fuck. The men were loving the show. When they had walked up their cocks weren’t showing at all, but now they all had huge erections, some crawling out under the waistband of their underwear.
Chelsea was beginning to comprehend what was going on and becoming quite restless. She looked around the room at all the men watching her get banged by a donkey and immediately began to try to get away, but she was tied well and couldn’t move.
“GUY! HELP ME…. GET ME LOOSE….I CAN’T DO THIS HERE…..PLEEEEEEASE!
By now the guys were chanting, “GO, GO, GO, GO, GO, GO, GO…. just before Pedro dumped his load of donkey cum. From where I sat, I could see his huge balls jerking as they pumped the hot sticky goo into my struggling wife. It took Pedro over 20 minutes to breed her and by that time everyone in the bunkhouse was awake and had watched the show.
Chelsea was becoming frantic at this point and was struggling against the ropes. The nap and the donkey fuck show had rejuvenated them, and they were ready to fuck. One moved in between her legs and pushed his rock-hard cock into the lake of donkey cum that was slowly running out of her. Two or three others had finished jacking off and shot their loads on her face, while another was pushing his cock into her mouth holding her head as he fucked her face.
Things were getting wound up again. I walked around where I could see Chelsea’s face. The man that was in her mouth had shot his load in and around her mouth and left. I could hear her crying, “Please Guy, get me out of here, please, I don’t want to do this, help me, pleasssse.
It was very hard for me to do, but I shook my head no and turned and walked back up to the house. I glanced over my shoulder as I left and watched a group of sex crazed cowboys ravaging my wife. I continued to my house.
At eleven am I went back to the bunkhouse. Things had slowed considerably. The men had moved her back up on the kitchen table and tied her. Now a few remained, fucking her from the back. It was a very lewd scene…. cum everywhere on her and around her. Her hair was matted down, soaked in cum. Her body was covered in dried cum. Her holes so gaped I think I could have pushed a beer bottle in her without even touching the edges of her holes.
She was groggy and disoriented. I knew that this was enough. I got three of the men to help me move her up to the house and upstairs to the bathtub. I told the men that I would be down to the bunkhouse later, that I wanted to talk to them all.
After they left, I kneeled and began to bathe my wife. She was still very groggy and not real sure of her surroundings. After she soaked and I washed her once, I drained the dirty water. I was able to give her a douche and enema as she sat in the bottom of the tub. Then I filled the tub again and washed her good with lots of soap and water again till she was squeaky clean.
Chelsea had begun to realize where she was and that I was there. I drained the tub again and was able to get her to her feet and dry her off. I moved her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed. Her holes looked red and raw, so I found the Vaseline and coated her genitals with it. As I put her under the sheets, she looked at me with half open eyes and said, “Guy……I’m sorry…..I’m so sorry…” then put her arms around my neck and hugged me so tight I thought she would suffocate me.
She lay back on her pillow and I covered her. She quickly fell asleep. I left the bedroom and went out to the bunkhouse. When the men saw me come in, they all gathered around.
Jed asked, “You wanted to see us all boss?”
“Yes, I do men. I don’t believe any of you know anything about what has been going on with Chelsea for the past year or so. She has become wholly and totally obsessed with having sex. It has continued to get worse and last night the shit hit the fan. I found her in the bathroom at Dave’s getting banged by a couple of college boys. She was drunk and easy. I took her home then had to go back to Dave’s to help Colton with a problem, thinking she was passed out for the night. Well, it seems when I went back to Dave’s she came to and wandered in here naked wanting to fuck, which I don’t blame any of you for taking a piece of her ass. I was completely fed up when I found her here and decided to see if I could fuck the fuck out of her. So, that’s when told all of you to have her any way you wanted all night and into today. I guess I’ll see what the fall out is tomorrow when she is more coherent. But don’t any of you worry about your jobs here, you were following my orders, and I’ll take responsibility for that. So, gentlemen, I thank you and I hope this works to get her back to her old self.”
I walked back to the house and went up to check on Chelsea. She was still sleeping soundly so I went back to the kitchen and made a sandwich. Then I settled down in the living room and pondered all that had happened in the last twenty-four hours and what to do about the situation in the future.
I kept watch on Chelsea for the next couple of days while she recovered from the marathon gang bang I had created for her. I am not proud of what I did, but it was about the only thing I could think of that might shock her back into reality and get her back to being the woman I’ve loved all these years.
The next morning, I called Colton and asked him if he would keep an eye on everything for a few days while I got some things straightened out at home. He told me that a couple of the men from the ranch had approached him concerned about the happenings on New Years Eve and on New Years Day. I told Colton about what had happened at Dave’s and the events after I got home that evening.
He told me that he understood and that he would like to sit down and discuss everything that had been going on because he was having concerns with Jen. We talked about it for a short time on the phone and agreed to get together withing the next few days.
Chelsea slept straight through for twenty-four hours. I would check on her every couple of hours to see if she was doing alright. Every time I went in she was always sleeping peacefully and not changing position.
The afternoon of the second day, when I walked in, she opened her eyes and smiled at me. “How are you doing honey?” I asked her as I pulled a chair up to the bed.
In a weak voice she answered, “I’m okay dear. My pussy and ass hurt a lot, but I’m ok. I need the bathroom; will you help me get in there please?”
“Sure.” I told her and helped her to her feet and supported her till she settled on the seat.
She sat there for quite some time, then I helped her back to bed. “Can I get you anything, water, something to eat…whatever you want I’ll get it for you. You really should eat something and drink some water, so you stay hydrated.”
She gave me a sheepish smile, trying not to look me in the eyes. “Okay, how about some chicken soup, that sounds good and maybe a scrambled egg?”
“Okay honey, I’ll be back shortly. Do you want the TV on?”
“Sure, maybe click on Pandora and I’ll listen to some music, that would be nice.”
I got the TV going and went to the kitchen and made her some soup and a scrambled egg with a large cup of ice water. I returned and got the bed serving tray for her. She ate ravenously and asked for two more eggs and some sausage. I couldn’t believe how she wolfed down the food. It didn’t take long, and I could see a difference in her presence.
“Does that make you feel better?” I asked.
“Oh, yes. Could you bring me the Vaseline? I think I need to rub some on my playground, it’s awful sore.”
I brought the Vaseline and helped her apply it. “Thank you, darling. I think I’d like to sleep for a while.”
I lowered the volume of the music and took the dishes to the kitchen as she pulled the covers up. I heard her quietly say as I left the room, “Thank you for loving me…I do love you Guy.”
I checked on her after I put the dishes away and she was soundly asleep again. I settled down in front of the TV and found a marathon run of Yellowstone on Paramount+ and settled down to it with a bag of Cheetos and a Dr. Pepper.
I checked on Chelsea around 10 pm and she was still sleeping. I found a piece of paper and a magic marker and wrote her a note telling her to ring the bell I had brought in if she needed me for anything. I turned on a bedside lamp and went back downstairs.
I think I drifted off to sleep around midnight and woke up just after sunrise to the bell ringing. I went up to our room and found her looking somewhat refreshed. She softly laughed as she asked, “Can you help me to the bathroom again…I just can’t seem to stand by myself.”
I helped her to the bathroom and asked, “Want anything, like maybe a washcloth or would you like to brush your teeth in a little bit when you finish there?”
“Yes, I would…will you help me, I feel so weak.”
“Sure.” I helped her up and supported her while she brushed her teeth and washed her face. I went into the laundry room and got a stool that was about the right height for her to sit on while she freshened up.
“I think I’m ready to go back to bed. Maybe you could open the draperies and if it’s nice outside, maybe leave the door open for a while for some fresh air.”
“Would you like to go sit outside for a while?" I asked.
“That would be nice.” She replied.
I went out on the deck and set up the lounge chair for her and got a blanket so she could cover up…it was a little cool. I went to get a pitcher of water and when I returned, she was sitting staring out over the rolling hills that surrounded the house.
“Need anything else, anything to eat?” I asked.
“Not right now. I would really like to sit and talk with you for a while. I think I need to apologize to you for my actions lately. Will you sit and talk with me dear?”
I pulled the other chair on the deck up closer to her and said, “I have all the time in the world for you Chelsea. I think it is time to talk.”
Chelsea began, “New Years was a disaster. I got too drunk, and I do remember what I did. As I think back on it, I was foolish and inconsiderate, and I know that I embarrassed you. I remember waking up on the couch and not being able to find you and got mad. I thought you had gone back to the party and left me here alone. So, I stood up and went out front. I could hear the music and the guys laughing and having fun down in the bunkhouse. I went down there to get fucked because I was mad at you. I’m not going to make any excuses, I was somewhat impaired, but I knew what I was doing.”
“I know the men tried to get me to let them help me back to the house, but I refused and began to come on to them. Men will be men, and they couldn’t resist the impulse to have sex…you know…that little head was doing all the thinking. I fucked everyone and I remember when you came into the bunkhouse. Then I heard you telling the men to just keep fucking me all night and as much as they wanted the next day. I kept drinking between fucks and couldn’t stand up easily and I remember the guys tying me to the table and continuing to fuck me from behind. There were periods of time I would pass out and wake up to someone screwing me.”
“I remember one time, begging you to help me, to get me out of there and you turning your back and walking away while they continued to use me. That was the loneliest feeling I have ever experienced in my life. As those guys continued, it all became so clear to me what had just happened…you were tired of my sexual activities and were going to leave me because of it. I was about to blow the best thing in my life.”
“When you returned and got me to the house. I remember you bathing me during brief times of consciousness. I remember waking up in our bed a few times. Guy, I remember bits and pieces of everything that happened, and I want you to know that I don’t blame you for doing what you did. I want to make it right, I don’t want to lose you Guy, you are the love of my life, and I think I must have lost sight of that. Please, tell me what you want…I’ll do anything to save our marriage…. anything!”
I sat there with my head in my hands listening to every word and weighing what she was saying to me. One question kept nagging at me, is she serious or is this just a trick?
“Chelsea, I have never been totally in favor of this “swinging”. Yes, it was fun getting sex from other women, but no matter what I did, I was not happy watching some other fucker use you for his pleasure. I did it because I felt if I didn’t go along with you on this you would eventually leave me. As things progressed, I came to dislike it more and more each time, not knowing if you would go home with me that night or not. When I saw those college dudes banging you in Dave’s restroom, I realized that it was out of control, and I had indeed lost you to the lure of sex with strangers. Then when I saw that cowboy in that bunk between your legs, I lost it. I knew that I had to do something to wake you up to where this had gotten. I decided to let them fuck the fuck out of you and hopefully it would wake you up to where this was going. All I could see was you becoming a full-time common whore and running away and disappearing. I apologize to you for what I did; I just didn’t know any other way to snap you out of it.”
She patted the chair beside where she was sitting, “Come here…”
I did and was pulled into the tightest hug I think I have ever experienced with Chelsea. She whispered in my ear, “Guy, I do truly love you and this open sex thing is over…. I will prove myself to you…I love you.”
She pulled away and asked, “Will you help me back to the bed, I think I need to sleep some more.”
I helped her to her feet and kissed her on the cheek. We walked to bed, and I helped her get back in. “I’ll leave the bell here if you need me. I will be downstairs…I won’t leave you.” I assured her.
It was beginning to feel a little chilly, so I closed the door and the curtains, turned off the music and left her to rest. As I walked downstairs, I was struggling to hold back my tears, hoping that she was telling me the truth and not just what I wanted to hear. Only time will tell, and I’m willing to give it the time it needs.
Colton came over a couple of hours later. He wanted to talk about he and Jen. It seems that he was having a lot of the same feelings about these open relationships as I was having. Jen had confessed to him that the gangbang she was involved in was totally her fault and he was upset about it.
We talked about the whole New Years Eve disaster. I told him the whole story about what I had done to Chelsea and the conversation we had. “I hope that we will be able to work through this thing and can salvage our marriage. We will talk some more about this when she gets recuperated.”
“I’m the same way with Jen. I want this to work, but the extracurricular sex has got to go. I guess I need to sit down with her and see what we can work out. Thanks Guy, you’ve always been a friend and have always given me a different perspective on things. If you want more time off to spend with Chelsea, take it, I can handle things around here. It’s really kind of quiet this time of year.”
“Thanks Colton, I knew I was partnering with the right person.”
Chelsea recovered from the brutal gangbang, and we talked many times about where we go from here. We have set some rules that both of us will abide by, and we are trying hard. I feel that Chels is serious about stopping the swinging and becoming monogamous again. She has taken a huge interest in helping me out on the ranch and we work together most of the time.
The men at the bunkhouse all apologized to her for all that happened that fateful night. She told them none of it was their fault and she held no ill feelings toward them for following my orders. She even thanked them for helping her realize what was happening to her.
Colton and Jennifer have come to a similar agreement and have been working hard on remodeling their home and getting moved in. The four of us are supportive of each other and I think that our friendship has grown exponentially.
Oh yes, Chelsea asked if I was okay with her still practicing bestiality with General and Pedro? I made that concession for her, what she is going through is kind of like weaning a calf from its mother, it just takes a little time and a lot of patience.
Will we succeed? Only time will tell, but we’ve made a good start, and I think there is a very good chance things will eventually come together.