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Subject: [J. Boswell] The Terms of the Probation
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The Terms of the Probation
Another Hot Wife Tale
by J. BOSWELL
(jaybos@cris.com)
(c) J. BOSWELL, March 1991
I am 21 years old and have been married a little over two years. I'm
blonde, blue-eyed, 5'6" tall, and my measurements are 36-22-34. My husband,
Scott, is a "10" in any woman's book but he has a serious problem -- he can't
handle drinking. That's how I became involved in my current situation.
.....
Every time Scott drinks, he gets into fights and because of this, he has
been arrested on several occasions. The last time he went to court the judge
placed him on a supervised probation, warning Scott that the next time he was
arrested he would be facing serious jail time.
Well, Scott refuses to go anywhere for professional help with his problem
and, sure enough, he got in trouble, again.
We went out to dinner and, of course, Scott couldn't stop with one beer.
I couldn't stop him and, before I could get him out of the restaurant, he went
over to a table where four guys were sitting and proceeded to punch two of them
before he could be restrained. Someone called the police and they arrived
shortly after the fighting stopped and questioned everybody involved.
I went up to one of the guys my husband had hit and begged him not to
press charges against Scott, telling him he was already on probation and I
didn't want him to go to jail.
The guy's name was Mark and he walked me off to the side a little and
said the only way he wouldn't press charges was if I would put out for him and
his friends.
Shocked by how blunt he was but seeing little choice in the matter and
wanting to get Scott home before he punched somebody else, I agreed to Mark's
blackmail.
Mark talked to his three friends and they told the police that they
wanted to talk the matter over with their lawyer before they proceeded. The
police agreed and escorted Scott into our car with a warning.
So, now I knew I was going to have to put out for these strangers or else
risk the possibility of Scott going to jail.
Before I left the restaurant Mark got my address and then surprised me by
saying that he would be by around nine the next morning.
That next morning Scott finally left for work at 7:30 a.m. with a
splitting headache. I was really worried that he was going to call in sick but
he knew we couldn't afford him taking another day off and he was liable to get
fired if he did. Instead, I called in sick and found myself in a state of
nervous anticipation.
Sexually, I was pretty inexperienced but I guess like a lot of girls I
had numerous fantasies about being "taken" and even about being gang-banged. I
had to admit, now that it seemed like it would become a reality, I was even
sort of looking forward to it. I even decided to dress for the part in my
see-through babydoll nightie and high heels. I couldn't quite believe it
myself, when I looked in the mirror!
Right at nine, Mark arrived and introduced me to his friends -- Tony,
Ryan, and Drew. They were all home from college on semester break. Mark then
led me to the center of the living room and told me to take off the nightie but
leave the heels on and walk around for them.
From the way they ogled my body and commented on my breasts, pussy and
buns, I knew I was going to receive a lot of attention. They all joked that, on
the way over, they had bet if I was a "natural" blonde, and they were glad to
see that I was. Parading in front of these guys was getting me more excited
than I had ever been before. I couldn't believe that I was already so wet, I
could feel my own moisture between my thighs.
After a few minutes of this, Mark told me to stand behind one of the
chairs, spread my legs and bend over. When I had done exactly what he ordered,
I felt a tongue press between my pussylips and stroke my clit and I immediately
had an orgasm.
Drew moved in front of the chair, dropped his jeans and stood up on the
seat cushion. He had the most beautiful smooth, pink cock I had ever seen.
I've licked Scott's dick when he was drunk and ordered me to, but I had never
actually put it in my mouth. But now, as in my fantasies, as Drew buried his
fingers in my hair, I engulfed his warm meat with my eager lips.
Behind me, I could feel Mark moving around, and then felt his cock at my
cunt opening. He pushed himself into my slick tunnel and I felt like I had a
wonderful, hot pole running through my whole body.
Drew had a powerful climax in my mouth and I almost choked trying to
swallow all of his cum. As soon as Drew got down, Tony jumped up on the
cushion, grabbed my blonde hair, and began to hump his prick in and out of my
mouth. He was much rougher than Drew had been and I felt a little scared, but
it added to my own excitement.
After Mark came in my cunt, he was replaced by Ryan, and his cock felt
like a big baseball bat! If I hadn't been as lubricated as I was, I don't
think I could have accommodated him -- he was that big!
Just as I settled into a good rhythm with Ryan in my pussy, Tony exploded
in my mouth, and this time, I couldn't swallow fast enough as some of his cum
ran out of my mouth and on to the chair.
The other three waited for Ryan to cum, which took a good while, and then
they took me into the bedroom. Mark told me to lie on my back and he straddled
my chest, squeezing my big boobs around his cock. Tony climbed on the bed,
behind Mark, knelt between my legs, pushed his cock into me and began fucking
me. Drew moved over my face and pushed his semi-hard dick in my mouth and Ryan
took my hand and placed it on his cock. I was so turned on at being taken and
used like that, I couldn't really concentrate on any one of them, and
eventually, just let them do whatever they wanted to my body.
Tony came again and Drew moved to take his place. Mark finally came as
he splurted his warm, sticky cum on my chin and neck, and Ryan pushed as much
cock as I could take into my mouth. When Ryan came, he pulled out of my mouth
and shot his cum all over my face, and I began an orgasm that seemed to go on
forever.
As they left that afternoon, they told me that they would be back the
following morning.
How could I object, now? They knew I had enjoyed it as much as they had
-- maybe even more!
.....
As it turned out, I had them over for the next three mornings, until they
left for their college. It was fun. I never would have tried to live out my
fantasies if I hadn't placed myself in that compromising position.
Scott and I are no longer what you would call happily married. He still
refuses help with his drinking and has lost his job.
Who knows? I may be out on my own, in my own place, when Mark, Ryan,
Drew and Tony all get home for Summer vacation!
(c) J. BOSWELL, March 1991
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