After what was a hectic night and a surprise admission to myself regarding the incontinence pants and subsequent forced wetting myself for Nick's and possibly Simon's perverted entertainment, I finally emerged from a deep sleep, my arse felt like it was still gaping open slightly as the cool air whipped around my entrance.

‘ come on sleepy head, it's your big day’

Well that could only mean one thing, He and Neil were going to be fucking my poor sore arse again  before the day was out, that very assumption would be an understatement!

My appointment with Veronica was at 12:30 so I had a good few hours to prepare myself , only a two hour one with the usual photo shoot then off for a surprise I'd not even contemplated, one that Simon has been secretly working towards for some weeks apparently but first I had to shower and do the ‘ usual routines’ stepping back into the bedroom there laid  carefully on the bed was the most exquisite dress I'd ever seen, most definitely vintage but In  immaculate condition, the label more or less confirmed its age, C&A !

 An almost to the floor floral dress with what would turn out to have quite a deep neckline, probably a predecessor to the more modern maxi dresses, no stockings and suspenders, well they'd be wasted on a dress like this! A pair of peach satin panties and the satin peach silicone filled breast inserts filled bra which actually looked big, bigger than the last one I wore for him, Simon had been secretly doing some research on my wife, he'd gone to a lot of trouble to find out her bra size, the 38 ee was the giveaway, he'd had this specially made just for me, or was that them, maybe he wanted me  to experience what I'd taken for granted, the most fullest boobs he'd ever get his hands on.

Putting on the dress, it actually fit! Not dragging on the floor as I'd feared the top was noticeably loose which would turn out to be a good thing, it being intentional as my large bosom would fill it out to the maximum to create the spectacle he'd hoped for

Once ready, Simon produced a small box, it looked old, the edges slightly careworn, opening it there was what I can only describe as a vintage cut glass crystal bottle with a small rubber type bulb attached to it by a thin flexible tube , the label in french, he carefully removed it from its box and looked at it momentarily . ‘ stand up’ he ordered  me, I did as I was told then he sprayed me with the most gorgeous smelling scent I'd ever smelt. The aroma was overpowering,The air was filled with decadence, Simon  just stood there like he'd been taken to another time, his soft gaze into my eyes told me I was someone very special to him? I had no idea, by the end of this weekend, all would be revealed, well almost all, Simon had a secret he'd never tell until the end. Once he was happy with my look he asked me just to put on some red lipstick he'd left out for me and the long black wig. It was quite early to be going out I thought but that was the furthest thing on his mind. Once done,  I went back to him in the lounge area , his gaze said it all, a moment of weakness descended upon him as he looked lost in my presence, he quickly recomposed himself, reaching for his phone to take a few photos of me, putting the phone back down he approached me. His intentions proudly poking out his short dressing gown, here we go again I thought to myself as he embraced me and snogged me like we were more than just lovers, I couldn't believe this, I was worn out but this randy old man was up for it and was determined to get it, Simon's stamina was off the charts!.

He whispered sweet nothings into my ear , how beautiful I looked and the promise he'd make love to me like never before, oh dear I thought, could my body take another fucking so soon? I was about to find out as his needs were urgent, his swollen cock , evident of that fact as it now showed more signs of excitement as it started getting wet on its tip.

He wiped off the excess pre cum onto his finger and offered it to me, being the cum slut I evidently am, sucked it greedily into my mouth, oh how sweet the taste as I sucked the full length of  his finger seductively into my hungry slut mouth, that grin on Simon's face said it all, he was going to give it his all, I guess after Neil he had a point to prove and to win me back, I was in slut heaven, a multitude of large cocks had inseminated my body over the past few days, I'd been fucked more times in those those  few days then I'd normally get in several months!, well as they say , never look a gift horse in the mouth.

I was now very good at predicting Simon's intentions, being led to the sofa was one of them but this time he'd caught me out, he wasn't going to fuck me over the back of the sofa, he guided me to the front and got me to get on it facing the back,

Simon moved up to me , this dress will be a bit awkward I thought but I was in this position for a good reason.

His hands now gently explored my body, my back , arms and then their intended target as he groped my heavy breasts, the weight of the silicone pulling the bra downwards but retained in situ by the tightness of the bust line of the dress.

All the time I could feel his cock pushing into me, desperate to seed it's bitch once again.

He played with me like that for a good five minutes, his excitement building up as my own frustrations grew within me.

Then he changed tactics as his hands now made to the bottom of my long dress and pulled it up over my waist, his hands now gliding over my satin panties which I'm ashamed to say now had a discernible damp patch which Simon found and played with, his fingers tracing the length of my hard cock, smearing my own juices over my shaft, I was ready, so much so I momentarily forgot myself and just shouted at him to stop playing with me and just fuck me.

That, yet again caught him off guard but he was more than ready, he'd warmed me up, I was gagging for it, a pair of hands found the waistline of my panties  very easily and slid them effortlessly down my legs pulling one leg out so he could spread my legs with ease.

Simon ever being the gentleman applied some lube on my still sore arse , the unmistakable sensation of his wet glans pushing against my entrance given all the recent activity, the head of his cock just popped into me as the rest of  his shaft  simply slid into me , much to my relief, by now I was getting accustomed to being repeatedly filled by larger, more rampant cocks.

Simon waited for the right moment,  the lull before the storm so to speak as my sphincter tried unsuccessfully to push his cock back out of me, maybe he was waiting for my body to try and resist his advances into me, that moment had come as he defiantly pushed his cock back in as far as he could push it,

I cried out with the sudden unexpected pain as his cock sought to push further into my every narrowing back passage.

With his hands on my back he started on me, no gentle fucking, suddenly he became more animalistic and started  fucking me like he was some sort of machine, fast and furious as his cock sipped effortlessly into my still stretched hole , my poor little clitty just swung about helplessly as Simon's cock continued to pillage its prey, normally he can go like that until he cums inside me but this time was different as he fucked the living daylights out of me, suddenly he stopped and pulled almost all the way out of my now battered sphincter, his breathing erratic as he stood behind me, still loosely coupled to his bitch

Worried I asked if he was ok, his answer was painfully clear as he grabbed my waist with both hands to pull me backwards towards his hard cock. With the tightest grip around my waist he rammed his cock so hard into me the sofa rocked, I held onto it tightly as his second hard deliberate forceful push of his cock went back into me, I guess around every five seconds he'd repeat this, I knew he was close as yet again, pulling me backwards towards his hips to meet the full length of his cock , which was  unceremoniously rammed as deep as he could get 

 into me making me cry out, more out of encouragement to expedite his orgasm 

Then it came out why he was so forceful with me, with the last few violent thrusts into me he demanded I was his bitch not Neil's, yes I think Simon watching me literally taken apart by Neil's odd shaped cock last night was perhaps too much, I've felt similar in the past when I've had to watch my wife fucked In front of me. ( Marines 123 point in fact!) 

I could sense he was about to come, I was about to receive his morning glory and all his wonderful sperm as the final and most violent thrusts almost tipped the sofa over, his grip around my waist started to hurt as the final thrust came, he shouted out my name  as he came, the bulbous end of his cock now firmly wedged in my back passage, the odd sensation as it initially twitched then pulsated  away as he cried out again, then the hotness as his sperm finally made its way down his shaft and into my newly reclaimed body.

His grip remained tight as the last remnants of his cum forced its way deep into me. 

We remained coupled like that on the sofa, Simon breathing heavily, his body sticking to me through his sweat he'd generated with that most energetic fuck to date, but all good things have to end as Simon just pulled his now limp cock out of me in one swift pull, I cried out which seemed to please him, he'd successfully bred and reclaimed his bitch.

He stood back, probably to admire my freshly fucked arse, possibly covered and leaking spunk  that he'd just put into me and possibly Neil's from last night as he slapped my bottom quite hard, ‘ come on, get a shower and clean yourself up,  you've got a very important appointment to attend’ now that statement sounded quite intriguing, what had Simon done or was about to do, several images flashed through my mind, my mind being quite filthy at that moment had me being tied down and fucked by groups of men, well it's just a dream, isn't it? Well what he'd actually got planned was so surreal it was to hit me like a double decker bus! 

This would be a day to remember for so many things and one unexpected surprise which would momentarily be taken away from me.

A quick shower  and a wank that I was ordered to do as Simon watched, I'd been totally fucked, he just wanted to finish it off with me doing myself, I know he likes to see me masterbate, milking myself until the inevitable, only this time was a bit more explosive as I thought of Neil and his amazing cock, eyes closed I went at myself in a similar fashion as Simon had just given to me, it was quick, it's was powerful, it was , arrrrrrrrrgh, I came, my cock literally shot out my cum so hard it splattered over the shower wall , a white thick creamy residue momentarily cling to the wall before slowly being washed down and into the basin before making an undignified exit down the plughole and not into someones tight arse or vagina where it belonged.

That felt so…….well you know what I mean, my heart now racing , my face felt red as I slowly recovered from my own self love 

‘ good , now you've got rid of that perhaps you'll not embarrass yourself later’ 

What was Simon up to? It certainly wasn't anything I could think of but I guess my cock really had not embarrass me at the boutique today.

We arrived at the boutique slightly early so had a quick walk, arm in arm like a married couple, no-one took any notice of us as we walked on the sea front, this was total freedom! I felt so relaxed and confident in myself as we walked confidently by people then it was time

We stood at the doors, ‘ today is my present to you, on your special day' with which we walked in, ‘ special day’? I'd missed the ramifications of that last bit but Simon seemed to know me more than I'd envisaged, to him I was more than just some slut he could fuck, willingly, and use me for his own sexual gratification, there was a special bond, one he'd exploit to maximum effect.

Walking in, Veronica and her assistant met me and held me by my hands leading me to the room that would transform me into a fairytale princess. I didn't know at that time what was about to happen but this new experience will live with me forever.

At this point  I still wasn't aware of Simon's plans but his next surprise would be overwhelming.

For the next hour, there was no nook or cranny those two didn't shave or wax, well I shave regularly so that didn't last long, the waxing however a little more complex! Let's just say they didn't find much to pull off but what they did was excruciating!.

Once finished, my dressing began, first, the suspender belt, satin, quite wide, for comfort I guess and white silk panties. Veronica put a panty liner in them, ‘ to stop you messing them’ she said in a stern voice, well she had a point as my excitement was getting hard to contain which both women ignored!

From there, my nails were immaculately filed and painted, 

Once dry , on went the most beautiful exquisite white stockings I'd ever worn, putting on some slippers to protect them it was time for my bra, apparently especially made for the occasion the finest white lace which hid the small breast inserts nothing outrageous this time I'm sure they were a 36c to add that bit of curvaceousness to the dress which I hadn't seen yet I had no idea what was happening as Veronica adjusted the straps, perfect she said as she cupped my false breasts from behind in fact they looked more real than the usual inserts as they wobbled to the touch. The beauticians both stood back and took one look, perfect! exclaimed Veronica, 

With that my makeup was applied , copying from a photo Simon had given them. Once completed, the wig, black, shoulder length, adjusted then I was done, well only one thing missing , the dress , it must be something special as Veronica went round the back to fetch it, Simon handed my the white court shoes, I'd forgotten about those as I placed them on the stool next to us  then that moment as Veronica came out with the dress, white, full length , there was no mistake, a wedding dress! I was once asked what my ultimate dress to wear would be, well this was it.

I got goosebumps as the dress was removed from its clear protective cover and brought over to me.

It was clear the dress had some age but was still in almost immaculate condition.

Veronica carefully removed it from the protective cover and undid the fastening, no zip on this dress, this would need an extra pair of hands to get it off again, I'm sure Simon would be most helpful with that aspect!

Carefully the dress was lowered so I could step into it, my stocking legs just glided down and safely back onto terrafirma, the dress then lifted up, my arms fed through the sleeves  then the buttons and hoops meticulously fastened at the back , The wig finally adjusted and I was done, I was led to the full length mirror, a lifetime's ambition fulfilled as I just looked at this beautiful woman looking back at me, there I was in a full length ball gown lace wedding dress, my 36C breast inserts pushing the bust line into a very pleasing shape, my white court shoes barely visible.Yes, Veronica and her assistant had done a miraculous transformation!, I noticed Simon behind me had sat down, that look in his eyes again, happy but also sadness in his at the same time, by now I'd correctly guessed this was his wife's, one he'd confess all too later but for now, he'd finally achieved what he was so desperate for so long, he got up and came to me from behind, ‘ you look so beautiful’ a soft kiss on my neck to avoid ruining my makeup 

Veronica gave us a few minutes, this was private and Simon's moment as he then explained the significance of this dress. 

I mean, some might think this might be a bit ‘ creepy’ but for us, we'd surpassed any doubts about each other by now, if this was 20 years ago, who knows where we'd be by now.

That magical moment over, I was led to the studio for my wedding shots, I was handed my bouquet then had some photos  on my own. Once  done Simon was ushered in beside me, resplendent in his suit and Carnation.

The photographer took quite a few of us before declaring she'd finished and commented on what a lovely couple we looked, oh if only!.

From there we went outside , the car and chauffeur were waiting for us , a white ribbon adorned the bonnet. Yes, this was a surreal moment as some people applauded us as I was helped into the limo, if only they knew which, I guess ,  was part of the excitement.

Once in the back of the limo we made off to a surprise venue, one I wasn't prepared for and still cannot believe. 

On the way my phone pinged, having no pockets! Simon had it in his suit, handing it to me, it was from my wife asking how I was and was I enjoying my day, the way it was written was quite odd but the photo of her and her sister in Spain threw me off the scent, the end of the message just said ‘ Forgotten anything’? 

The photo would later turn out to be a red herring as we made our way to the mystery venue.

This is where everything went strange and all fairytale as we pulled up at a small chapel, to be honest I was now feeling a little nervous, was this just some sort of elaborate cosplay, a very extravagant one at that! Or had Simon really lost the plot and was really trying to marry me? The butterflies In my stomach felt like they were dive bombing in there, Simon got out whilst the chauffeur opened my door and helped me out, a few curious onlookers had gathered to watch the proceedings as Simon linked his arm around mine, in a very serious voice simon asked, ‘ do you trust me Christine’? 

Still overwhelmed taking in my surroundings and situation I just meekly said yes.

A broad smile from Simon was a bit more reassuring as we walked up the path and Into the chapel, organ music playing as we walked to the front, this was the kicker, there waiting was a bride, from behind I had no idea who, all I could see was a feminine shape , a modern short white wedding dress, the highest white sluttish heels, to be honest I should have guessed who but I was fully taken in by everything around me. 

We got to the front , Neil was at the side of this person, the vail purposely covered the face, I had absolutely no idea who it was, that question was to be answered with just a question from the mystery person.

'you forgot our anniversary, didn't you?’ It was a woman's voice, my brain couldn't accept the reality of that voice, it sounded like my wife's but it couldn't be, she was in Spain.

A hand came up to the vail, slowly raising it. My suspicions were vindicated, i cannot find the words to describe the moment, as my wife's face was revealed.

I momentarily went into shock, unable to comprehend what was happening to me as this slowly sunk in,  the deception by all present, looking around me as I tried to figure out what was going on.

Simon gave me a quick peck on my cheek and just told me I deserved this moment. 

Neil stood next  to my wife, symbolically giving her away, little did I know he'd be doing more than that to her later.

The register came to us, I guessed she'd seen this sort of thing many times before so well versed.

The penny finally dropped, it was our wedding anniversary, we were here to renew our vows, Simon can be so romantic.

I don't, actually with any clarity, remember the service, I was still numb with shock.

I do remember coming out the church with my wife , a few photos with just Simon before he handed me back to my wife,  two brides now hand in hand, confetti streaming down on us as we made our way to the limo. 

There was so much  to explain whilst we made our way back to the hotel, she and Simon had arranged everything, she having accidentally answering my phone several months back were a friendship blossomed , me totally unaware that my secret had been out for some time, yes, my wife can be quite deceiving when she wants to.

This evening though would be her undoing as both Simon and Nick had plans of their own that she'd unwittingly orchestrated that would certainly take us both back to familiar territory.

Entering the hotel we were greeted by cheers and applause as we went through to the lifts and the sanctuary of our suite, although whilst I held onto my wife's hand, I noticed Nick was  intimately close to her which she encouraged, that familiarity would be a mistake she'd dearly pay for later.

Once in our room Simon quickly helped me to take my wedding dress off and change into something ‘ more comfortable’ that comfortable was a pink sissy maids outfit I'd not seen until now, complete with sissy frilly knickers and the now obligatory white stockings and flimsy suspender belt. We went to our room, Simon had a present for me, one of the quickest meaningful fucks I'd had whilst my wife and Nick waited in the other room sipping at the complimentary champagne. By the time we came out, both looking a little flustered I noticed half the bottle was empty, nick refilling her glass, her giggles suggesting  perhaps the bubbles had gone to her head 

 We'd only been away 20 odd minutes! , it was what he did in those 20 minutes to my wife that started the party off with a bang.

Now all sat together, glasses raised to the happy couple, now that was confusing, which couple were we toasting, I was about to find out as Nick got my wife to stand up, slightly wobbling on those ridiculous heels, he turned her round, taking particular interest in her 38ee’s struggling to be contained in her dress, as hard as I looked, I could see no evidence of a bra, her nipples seemed unusually large pushing under the white material, it would have appeared he'd been helping himself to my wife whilst Simon made love to me only feet away in the bedroom oh what sluts we both are.

His hands found her voluptuous curves impossible to resist as they started over her breasts and down to her bottom.

Until this moment I had no idea I was about to be cuckolded, Simon knew our past, I didn't think for one minute he'd actually get us to re-enact that in front of him but here we were, an overpowering sense of uncertainty as to what these men had on their minds when given it was our wedding anniversary we should have been consummating it with each  other, perhaps my wife was teaching me a lesson for forgetting or just satisfying her own urges whilst humiliating me in the process.

Nick looked at me ‘ this looks like a two man job to me' . The look on my wife's face said it all, she didn't expect that as he texted someone. I really thought I would be the focus of attention here but how wrong I would be.

Minutes later a knock on the door ‘ ah, help's arrived’ Opening the door,  another surprise as the chauffeur walked in. He looked at my wife with hungry eyes, he had a speciality my wife definitely wasn't prepared for,  well I guess  you reap what you sow.

I was just a spectator totally helpless but in the arms of my lover, who certainly did have a dark side to him.

‘ let's take her to the bedroom and get better acquainted,' Nick said, they went in, I won't deny that those 15 minutes were the worst thing, from our room I could hear a zip being undone, a strange sound as my wife giggled away, I strained my ears to make out anything but nothing. There was another sound I couldn't quite make out then an Ahhhhhh  then Nick saying ready.

Simon led me to the other bedroom, where my wife was seductively lying on the bed. This sexy older woman with two younger men , both looking highly aroused from whatever had just happened.

 Nick looked round the room, a two seater chair, both men lifted it  to near the bottom of the bed.

Simon  sat on the two seater, patting the cushion for me to sit next to him.

This was definitely not how I'd imagined our anniversary night!

Both men now helped my wife off the bed as if she was their prize, standing either side of my wife in a position where I had an uninterrupted view, an impromptu show just for me was about to unfold as my wife would be used in ways I wasn't expecting, my wife must have revealed some of our darkest secrets as I was about to suffer a domination and humiliation of such magnitude I'd have this moment permanently etched into my skull.

Her dress looked slightly loose on her body, the zip sound now making sense as her mature heavy breasts hung lower into it, her excitement clearly visible as her nipples somewhat larger and protruding outwards beneath the white material of her dress.

Nick just told me what a lucky husband I was then goaded me by telling me what a lousy fuck I was and they'd rectify her frustrations.

Ok, the humiliation had begun, it was about to get a lot worse though as it looked  like they'd rehearsed this part, with one hand each they both dug deep into the front of her loosened dress and pulled out her huge breasts and letting them hang down the front of it, the weight of her mammoth breasts drew them down towards  her waist, elongating them into more of a  pear shape than her usual ripe rounded breasts , her nipples reddy purple, swollen but not from excitement, in those 15 minutes , Neil had gotten out his vacuum pumps and stretched them to such a disproportionate shape her nipples were now at a slight angle sideways and totally suckable like ripe cherries.

I know I shouldn't have but I got an erection, the sight of my wife with these men about to do unspeakable things to her in front of me was just too much, maybe just a little too much for Simon as his hand found its way Into my frilly knickers and gave my cock and balls a, painful squeeze, a subtle reminder I was his and , for the moment, my wife was theirs!

 I wondered if this was their idea to underline that fact we had no control over what was about to happen?

Well the show went on , those juicy swollen nipples must have been really sensitive as they both simultaneously brushed the end of them with the tips of their fingers, circling her swollen nipples , my wife's knees buckled as she gave out a very large gasp, they helped her to recompose her posture as Nick now had both of her breasts in his hands, squeezing her saggy breasts then presenting them to me, her enlarged nipples now fully erect, oddly still pointing sideways opposite each other, quite a sight to be honest whilst the chauffeur went in front of her on his knees and lifted the knee-length hem of her dress, I should have guessed , no panties!.

He looked round at me to show me  her pussy, pulling its engorged lips open with his fingers,  revealing its pink and very wet interior.

Confirmation these cheeky sods had been warming her up before we got into the room.

Simon looked with some

interest, his hand now more relaxed and softly squeezing my unnaturally hard cock, I'd not taken my pills, this was now getting a regular thing.

The chauffeur turned his back on us and proceeded to lap at that moist entrance, again my wife's legs buckled as a wave of pleasure ran through her body, Nick had to release those heavy saggy breasts to hold her steady under her armpits , the chauffeur had his chance and made light work of bringing her to a loud earsplitting orgasm, yep, he'd found her clit.

Simon, now a bit more engrossed in watching another man's wife brought to such a state in front of her husband whilst he had his hand down her husband's  frilly panties dressed like a slut.

This was a very odd foursome indeed as Neil took charge and ordered her back onto the bed on her hands and knees facing me, her heavy breasts hung down and wobbled at every move either of them made 

I think the term he used was ‘ face that useless fucking husband of yours, Ill show him what a real good fucking looks like ‘

Now I don't know if she knew Neil's ‘ affliction ‘ but if she didn't, she was about to painfully find out if my initial experience was anything to go by.

From behind my wife Neil stripped off, that smirk on his face as he deliberately pulled the waistband of his boxers down over his cock, pulling it down with them until ‘SLAP’ as It shot back  up with such force hitting his stomach, that sound alone seemed to make my wife look a little nervous, she had absolutely no idea what monster was about to be unleashed into her.

His hard cock looked bigger than I remembered! The kink definitely looked more pronounced than before, oh my poor wife! She'd taken big cocks in the past but with the addition of the kink in it, the girth of it would be exaggerated every time he plunged that monster into her.

I noticed Simon's attention firmly fixed on Neil's cock, it was beginning to look like he was no stranger to Neil's cock, suddenly he was interested in what was about to happen here, his grip on mine tightened slightly as Neil made his way onto the bed behind my wife, the chauffeur now standing back to enjoy the view.

Moving up the bed he moved in between my wife's legs , splaying them outwards so he could get right up to her, his cock tantalisingly close to penetrating her well prepared pussy.

She just knelt there looking at me, possibly thinking pay back for me forgetting our anniversary, she had no idea what monster of a cock was only inches away from burrowing itself deep within her.

Neil, either for effect or just to intimidate me, rested his huge erection on her back between her bare cheeks, the kink now very pronounced as it pointed a good 25/30° upwards, it was definitely harder than I remembered!, it was now looking rather menacing and dangerous to any orifice it was about to find itself in 

She would really feel that when he finally stopped teasing us, mainly me, that sight and that of her elongated breasts almost on the bed, the tips of her nipples just a gnats whisker off the sheets, that very image would more or less be my wanking material for weeks to come.

Neil now confident my wife was ready started to play with her pussy, my wife's eyes closed as Neil teased her as he built up her sexual tension to the point she'd beg him to fuck her, which,  , surprise surprise wasn't going to take long, then telling  her ‘ I destroyed your whimp slut of a husband, now its your turn, he won't be fucking you for months.

With that he roughly mounted her, pushing her forwards as he forced his cock into an already sloppy entrance, his cock  amazingly sunk into her up to  the kink in his cock, a deliberate action as he had a Big surprise for her, my wife just smiled at me like a Cheshire cat, in just a moment she'd experience an experience like no other  which would stretch her pussy to allow the kink to finally stretch her both up and down whilst filling her up ready to be fucked.

Neil gave me one look then pushed his cock home, the kink and the rest of that monster cock was forced into her,  my wife's facial expressions changed as she realised his cock wasn't your usual size at all, letting out a loud gasp, biting her lip before loudly crying out as it sunk deep into her,  her eyes wide open  as his cock now made its home inside my sex hungry wife, yet again I was just a bystander as my wife would be brought to the most amazing orgasms I could only ever dream of giving her, Simon now realising his surprise to me had taken on a new form in the shape of an extreme cuckolding session, well my wife and I had experience in this but Simon was unaware?, .maybe I could play on that later but in the meantime , my wife's ultimate fuck was about to begin, I had a front row seat and an erection, this time helped by a couple of  blue pills, these may be of help to me  later.

So there I am, sat In front of my wife on her hands and knees on the bed, Neil behind her, his cock buried up to the hilt, the chauffeur now sat next to me , Simon the other side playing with my nipples and  cock as we all watched my wife take on the most unusual sized and shaped penis. I thought she'd be ok with it rather than myself but she seemed to be struggling as Neil started to thrust it into her and quicken his pace, each thrust back into her made her cry out, normally she'd be encouraging the man to fuck her hard and to either humiliate me or worse but she really seemed to be struggling, a cock worthy of her insatiable appetite for sex indeed.

I guess having a cock shaped as it was, the sensations were heightened as his shaft slid inside her, sheathed by her wet pussy walls.

Now he was in command, he owned her as he now sped up, his balls now slapping against her arse cheeks as she cried out loudly, she'd never been so vocal before which encouraged Neil to just fuck her like his whore,  she was, for now, his after all! 

I could see she was now in some discomfort, Neil also noticed so asked the chauffeur to pass him the lube, a good squirt was applied to both his shaft and her entrance , this was it, it was now or never whilst my wife was wet enough to fuck, his cock like a slippery eel pushed effortlessly back into my wife, her pussy finding a new lease of life as it easily accepted Neil's slippery cock, now things were about to get interesting as Neil put more effort into fucking my wife, her heavy breasts now starting to sway back and forth with each thrust deep into her, the three of us on the sofa just watched while my cock and nipples got some extra attention from the men sat each side of me, now Neil's animalistic thrusts and grunts got louder with each thrust with my wife replying in kind, what ever must next door be thinking? I mean, it was still only six o'clock! The next few minutes seemed to be over in a flash as Neil now assumed total dominance over her, his trusts now sending her heavy saggy breasts flapping back and forth, both partners now sweating profusely as they were about to attain the orgasms seldom achieved by a copulating couple. Neil's hips now a blur as he ploughed his cock into my wife, my wife's response to all this was very graphic indeed with the odd   ‘ oh my god, ooooooo my god’ as she was about to cum, Neil doubled his efforts forcing my whole wife's body towards us , several long hard  jabs into her did the trick as his cock shot its sperm deep into her,  so deep even I couldn't retrieve all of it later, his cock still pulsing inside her stretched pussy  as she reacted and screamed out Neil's name as her orgasm literally tore through her body, I've seen my wife brought to orgasm by other men before but this was different, sweat was pouring off her forehead , Neil still sweating as he collapsed onto her, this must have been the most intense fuck ever! Well that was it, or so I thought as the chauffeur got up, ‘ my turn now slut ‘ these men were certainly going to put my wife through her paces.

The look on my wife's face said it all, total disbelief as another cock was cumming to inseminate her, Neil pulled out , it was now for the party trick neither of us had contemplated as the chauffeur slapped some vaseline rather than lube  onto his erect cock, only about 7” and average in girth but what he was about to do with it caught my wife by surprise as he moved into the position Neil had just vacated.

All was set for round two when Neil told him to wait whilst he fetched something, coming back with the ball gag, my teeth marks still clearly visible in it. ‘ ‘Put this on, she's a real screamer, " the chauffeur obliged and then it was his turn.

As they say, it's not what you've got, it's how you use it as he lined himself ust a little higher up, he wasn't going to fuck her in her now used spunk drenched  pussy, he was about to fuck her in the arse , she just didn't know it yet as he lined his cock up with her tight sphincter, as soon as she figured out what he was up to, it was too late as his ramptant cock forced her open and partially slipped in, the vaseline doing its job, thank god for the ball gag as she gave out a loud muffled cry as he continued to force his slippery shaft further into that tight passage. Her eyes now closed tightly as she bit into the ball gag, the smile on the chauffeur's face as he'd buried his cock into my wife whilst watching my face, one of total disbelief, even I don't get to do that with her!

It was now a bit late in the day  but I think we should have had a safe word but neither of us for one moment thought anything like this had been planned, even Simon looked a little out of his depth. My wife's face now dripping in sweat as the final inch made its way deep into her back passage, patting her cheeks he told her she was a good girl, she finally relaxed which he sensed, bad idea as he started to fuck that tight arse of hers. I guess a cock being pushed into a very tight space would hasten his climax, I wasn't wrong, he fucked my wife with long slow deliberate strokes in a desperate attempt not to cum, that would be of little help but still the at  very least was enjoying the dominance he had over another man's wife as he watched, helpless.

On each push back into her inevitably started the pendulum effect on her breasts again as they slowly rocked  back and forth. He'd call her a slut as he fucked her tight little arse but he had a little party trick up his sleeve to hasten her orgasm as he reached round her front and found her wet pussy and filled it with his fingers until he found that magic spot, soon as he found it she went crazy, bucking with loud muffled crying sounds, tears running down her face, ruining her makeup as she had one explosive orgasm, I'd never seen her in that state before,  a muffled cry  as wave after wave of intense orgasms swept through her body, so much so the chauffeurs orgasm was almost missed as he started to grunt and fill my pretty wife's back passage full of his hot cum.

 Simon muttered one word, ‘Wow ‘! 

Once they were able to recompose themselves, he very carefully pulled his cock out of her and they basically both collapsed onto the bed, totally exhausted, he rolled her into her back and turning her round so her pussy was facing me, the ball gag finally removed she took on some deep breaths,  this must have been the most humiliating spectacle I'd ever seen as both her holes leaked copious amount of sperm both men had just put into her. He arranged her breasts so they both hung seductively either side of her chest, her nipples still showing signs of deformation from the nipple suction pumps earlier.

Not a word was said from any of us as my wife just laid there, absolutely shattered.

Neil demanded I clean up that mess, still in a state of shock and disbelief, I made  my way to the bed, both her pussy and anus were pulsating, a reaction to the unusual fucking she had just endured. I went in to receive my prizes but she pushed me away, she was just too tired and probably quite sore for that right now. 

Simon took the hint and suggested we both go for a walk whilst they all cleaned up, she'd had a busy evening ahead, so back into the long dress I'd worn earlier and the 38ee  silicone filled bra and went to the pier to watch the sunset, after what I'd just witnessed this would hopefully take my mind off it, sadly not as all I could think about was my wife , unrestrained bring fucked by those athletic men.

There we were, like an old couple in love, watching the sun slowly set, it's vibrant hues and redness filled the sky as the remaining sunlight danced across the ripples of the sea.

 Simon held me with one arm round my waist, his gaze firmly on the sunset before turning to me and giving me the most amazing soft kiss ever, those sweet little nothings whispered into my ear as his hand reached my backside, it was looking like my night with him was assured, even after what happened to my wife earlier.

‘ let's go back’ he said, kissing the lobe of my ear, I couldn't walk quick enough as the length of the dress restricted my stride , however that notion was muted as we walked through the door as the first thing we heard was a bed creaking away and my wife moaning as the two men decided to finish her off for the night, well I didn't get fucked by Simon, he clearly had something on his mind as my wife was used by those two animals repeatedly most of the night, for someone in her 60’s she still could take on all cummers! a blessing or a curse? There were still a good few years left in her but could I keep up?

Next morning I woke up, still tired from the interrupted sleep I had from the sounds of the intense lovemaking from the other bedroom. I reached over for Simon but he wasn't there, just a large envelope on his pillow, my wife walked into the bedroom looking totally dishevelled, her hair a total mess, evidence of dried spunk in it and the nightie, well if you could call it that as it barely held  her breasts in which were marked with love bites and reddened from whatever they did to her whilst we were out , the hem, well any higher it would have been just below her navel, this nightie was made purely to be fucked in!

She got on the bed and told me Neil and his friend had gone , I called out for Simon but no response, it was rapidly occurring to me we'd been used, or so I thought.

Opening the letter, it was Simon explaining he had to go home but he'd be in touch.

A long letter of how grateful he was that I'd made him so happy this weekend and hoped my wife was ok, after all it should have been me re-consummating  my marriage , not by two very horny insatiable men she hadn't seen , I don't think she'll be complaining about that bit!

It finished off saying the room was paid for the rest of the week if we wanted it and the dress was mine, I had to return the wedding dress and the LBD back to the boutique, well gift horse ect ect, we sort of made a week of it, sadly she couldn't have sex due to Neil and his friend literally fucking her into oblivion but the odd wank would surfice for now.

Getting home I'd still not heard from Simon so for a few weeks I was a little subdued, then the months , I guess this wasn't unusual for Simon as he had a habit of just turning up out of the blue.

Then that day, one I'll never forget as I got a text from a solicitor in Blackpool explaining that Simon had passed, terminal aggressive cancer I was to be told, suddenly I fell to the floor, this wasn't happening, I cried, my wife ran in to witness me , broken, she helped me up and sat me on the sofa , I showed her the text , she comforted me as I just sobbed. I was to call them as soon as possible, when I'd recomposed myself I gave them a call, there was a will reading and I was to be there, also I had to go to the boutique, Veronica would know the reason why.

The day arrived , the train trip was a very somber affair indeed, from the station to the boutique, as per instructions I was to wear the outfit Simon loved best, Veronica was ready for me, what she did to me that day was nothing short of a miracle as I was transformed back into the form Simon loved best, the dress, well it was the black one, black stockings of course but this time more sensible shoes, she produced the box with the perfume in and gave me a couple of generous applications which filled the air, memories of my Simon came flooding back,it was hard not to shed a tear as Veronica handed me a tissue.

Going into the solicitors was very scary as three people watched me walk into the room ,a man and two women who'd turn out to Simon's siblings, the man just glared at me, the women more inquisitively, totally unexpected they both got up and hugged me, they knew about me and the happiness I gave their father since their mother's passing many years previous, they burst into tears which started me off, I caught a glimpse of a photo next to Simon's , a woman looking similar to myself in the exact dress! The penny dropped as I realised for just one precious moment, their mother was in the room with them, a very powerful, emotional moment indeed.

Once we'd all recomposed ourselves and wiped away the tears, the will was read, I wasn't ready when the solicitor mentioned both Christine and my real name,  for legal reasons, 

What he said next put me into a state of shock as he announced I'd been left a sizable sum of money, six digits! and his range rover.

The rest of the reading I was totally numb, nothing registered until the solicitor got up and left the room, me still staring into space unable to take in what had just happened, his son stormed out, but his daughters remained , they had many questions for me, they did thank me for being there for Simon, he often mentioned me to them in confidence, it transpired Simon was not what he appeared, not just a well off pensioner, but a very wealthy retired one with a very successful company, he was worth millions and he hid it well! I had no idea, not that it would have made much difference, all I see is that stranger in the pub when we first met by pure accident and the friendship we had and now the sadness.

As you can imagine, this was a very emotional time, one that would put me into a downward spiral until a most unconventional couple saved me.

We still, well my wife, still sees Neil occasionally in Cheshire, I just sit and watch as the useless cuckold husband I still am.