Disbelief

I sat on the edge of the bed on the side facing the window. The area was quite small barely enough room for the single bed I was sitting upon. Just the bed, mattress, one sheet, carpeted floor and the window facing the back patio area with thinly veiled white lace curtains offering no privacy at all. The dull bedroom light was on with the air-conditioning set low making the room quite cool.

I sat there waiting patiently for hubby to come and get me. He was out the back in the patio area smoking and drinking and laughing with his friends and I could hear them talking about me.

It was a boys night in. Friday night drinks and as usual hubby took me along. I was there to serve their cocks. Be their whore and hubbys slut wife. But this group hubby has drinks with aren't any normal group of friends. These men are a little different and like hubby they love to play games.

I knew they would probably use me but am never sure how they intend to use me or by how many. It is always the agony of the unknown that drives my anxiety dreading what may happen. My own imagination fuelled from past experiences with these men is what terrifies me the most. They will tease me and torture my mind because they know that they can. Sometimes altogether or sometimes just one will use me for the others entertainment or sometimes they will all use me but one at a time.

It is not my position to question them or speak out of turn or most times speak at all but it is always my intention to do exactly as I am told. To satisfy their needs even at the expense of my own and to ensure I serve them as lovingly as I would my own husband.

Dressed in nothing more than my short pleated skirt and ultra thin white lace top I sit there with my head tilted down in obedience and simply wait. The only clothing of comfort being my pussy high white stockings and red high heel shoes. My legs together with my hand placed in the other resting on top of my thighs with my shoulders pushed back and sitting up straight yet relaxed emphasising the perkingness of my breasts and more prominently the hardness of my cold nipples pushing through the thinly veiled material of my top.

I truly do look like a doll. A little toy blonde slutty doll readied to play. My red lippy with dark eye make-up and pale natural tones of my skin making me a very appealing option for any man.

I had been there for only a short while when the first one came into the room. He stood next to me talking about me to the others outside through the open windows. His ice cold beer still in his hand pressed against my nipple until it became almost unbearably painful. I could hear the others laughing and making horrible crude remarks about what they thought about me.

He undid a few buttons of my top then slowly peeled back the material revealing the whole of my now super cold erect nipple. He placed the ice cold beer can against my nipple once again then seconds after removing it he flicked and twisted my nipple with his fingers.

The lingering tingling pain almost made me cry up but like a good girl I didn't complain. I just looked up at him and smiled noticing the erection in his pants. He stood there with his crotch in my face so I softly placed my hand upon his cock then slowly moved my hand against his erection and that's when he told me to suck his cock.

I had sucked his cock a number of times before so knew what to expect and when I reached into his unzipped pants to pull it out as anticipated it was fully erect and almost purple from excitement. I held it in my hand and waited for my next instruction which came quickly once it was in my hand. I could hear the boys outside talking among themselves but I knew they would be watching. It's what they like to do. They like to watch while I am being used and especially when I'm being used by randoms.

My head fell over his cock and as his cock found the back of my throat he ran his strong fingers through my hair. It felt so lovely as he massaged my skull while I pleasured his cock and I could see his torso ripple and move in waves of contractions. He then started pushing my head with strength down over his cock making me gag on the excessive length and holding my head firmly in place pushing himself deeper until I almost threw up.

He kept telling me I was a good girl and his favourite slut praising me for my skills. He excitedly stated hubby said he could take me and use me for a weekend and the more he talked about this the more excited he became. Soon, and with out warning he released his seed inside my mouth and holding my head down over his cock made me splutter spraying cum all over myself and his balls.

I could hear the others laughing and joking at my misfortune and then cheer when I was made to kneel before this man to lick all the splattered cum from his cock balls and legs.

I was then allowed to leave the room but only to sit with hubby and his friends outside at their table. I was made to sit on their laps and touched as they sat around drinking. Their hands inbetween my legs or fondling my breasts as if it was nothing in full view of the many others who had arrived who did not know me.

I am always their little play thing their little play doll their sex thing. Not a woman not someone's wife but just this objectified sex object for them to toy with and use to tease the others outside of this tight circle of friends.

I was barely dressed with my top now partially unbuttoned and showing my body. My breasts flopping about without the help of the top holding them in place. My pussy felt so wet from the many fingers touching me at the table and I was feeling exceptionally horny from the mixture of goodies hubby and his friends had encouraged me to share with them. I could see the growing number of other men looking at me wondering why I would let these men treat me so disrespectfully in front of so many others.

It was then when I was feeling at my peak that hubby knew I had no control over my actions and he had me sit on his lap. He kept telling me he wanted to see me enjoy myself too. He wanted to see me go into the house and mingle with the others and be a good host to the new guys who had arrived. He put the idea in my head and gently pushed me in the right direction allowing me the opportunity to be the whore for him that he always wants me to be to impress his friends.

I sat on hubbys lap feeling a little shocked that he wanted me to do this for him. Normally he only wants me to play with his close friends but now he was suggesting something completely new. He was telling me he wanted me to make myself available for everyone else there too! He had his arm around me holding me tightly against him in this invitingly sensual way and as he gently spoke to me he kept slowly sliding his fingers over my perky nipples and knowing that makes me feel incredibly aroused was no doubt doing it on purpose to make me succumb to his desires.

I wanted to be taken and gangfucked by these guys for hubby but I had already heard so many bad things about these guys and was more than hesitant about doing it but hubby and his friends were being very persuasive. They kept saying they wanted me to do it for them to prove my loyalty.

I kind of wanted to do it but I was so worried but then I didn't want to disappoint hubby or his friends. It was like they were teasing me making me feel so guilty about not wanting to go inside the house where I knew that once I did I would not be able to walk out again until I had fucked everyone in there.

I kept sitting on hubbys lap feeling his hands wandering all over my body and casually touching my reactive pussy without anyone really noticing and it was making me feel amazingly good. He kept saying that he loved me and wanted me to be a good girl for him then he would tease my pussy again making me feel so hot and dirty.

It felt like I was being smothered as he touched me knowing that I would eventually say yes and spread my legs for whomever he wanted me to for him. It was the convincing that he loved and that's why he always asks me to do these over the top things for him just to see if he can convince me to do them. It took me years to realise that the real challenge for hubby is to see if he has the power to convince me to play his games and every time hubby will get his way.

I was becoming quite comfortable sitting on hubbys lap feeling very relaxed from the alcohol and also noticeably aroused. More people had arrived who we didn't know some girls but mostly boys who were there with intent and were showing me a lot of attention so our table had doubled in size with guys there more interested in perving at me than socialising with their mates.

Hubbys close friends kept telling them about hubby and myself and how I will fuck!

Once these guys found out that they had a better than good chance of fucking me that's when everyone at the table starting putting a lot of pressure on hubby to let them take turns on me in the bedroom.

Hubby was getting quite drunk himself and excited at the thought of what was being suggested and started to take things seriously. I was still sitting on his lap hugging him when he told me he wanted me to do this for him and asked who wanted to go first.

I felt a little embarrassed and couldn't stop smiling in this invitingly sensual way. I made eye contact with the guy I liked the most and was praying hubby would pick him for me but instead hubby slipped his fingers inside my top and slipped my top aside exposing my naked breasts to everyone at the table. I felt so naughty sitting on hubbys lap with my breasts completely naked with everyone gorking at them and practically coming in their pants.

I looked into hubbys eyes and gave him a quick kiss and asked what he wanted me to do and he didn't say anything but I knew from his expression and the hardness of his cock pressing against my ass on his lap that he was wanting me to spread my legs for these men. I kept whispering in hubbys ear and asking "Do you really want me to fuck these guys?" He answered quietly murmuring "Yes"

I covered up my breasts again and giggling a little in embarrassment I stood up and looked over at this cute guy again and meekly smiled in the coyish of ways and started slowly walking toward the entrance of the house to get to the bedroom where I was before hoping this guy would follow me.

Dressed the way I was dressed as soon as I entered the house I was treated like the party whore and hubbys expectations were not only met but exceeded.