Hotel Seminar. My wife Diane is a very attractive mid 40’s brunette. In the first half years of our 20-year marriage, she was very adventurous with our sex life. Not with other people, but there was almost nothing she wouldn’t do or use to achieve an orgasm. She is also a flirt, though denies it! She can get male attention very easily and loves it when they prolong staring at her. A short while ago we went to the Cotswolds for a short weekend, whilst our young son was away with a friend. We chose a good country hotel with health club and peaceful surroundings. After settling into our room and changing for dinner, we went to the bar first. During our dinner we talked about those early-married years and the great sex we had. We also agreed that since the kids we had let things run very stale and sex was infrequent and more about mutual masturbation than penetration. Diane was well dressed as she always did, when we went out. Her clothes always complimented her body without looking sluttish. We moved away from the restaurant to the garden tables and settled down to a cocktail. The evening was warm and illuminated by soft lamps around the large gardens and lake. There was a group of men inside the hotel at the bar, spoiling the ambience of the night by their alcohol fuelled loud conversations. I could grasp from the talk they were on a training course, and downing a lot of booze on their company’s account. Diane left to use the ladies room, passing through the bar area. As I watched her go I noticed the leering looks and could just hear the suggestive comments of this group of guys to my wife. She very demurely ignored them and disappeared from view. I decided to go to the bar and order some more drinks and whilst there I heard more muffled very descriptive comments about my wife’s body and what they would like to do to her. They did not realise I was with her, or if they did, they didn’t care with the bravado of being 8 to 1 if I attempted any reaction. Now back at the table outside I new my wife was returning as I heard even louder lecherous comments from this group of men. I was in some respect smarting in the fact that I had an attractive wife that others would love to have. Also I was annoyed that they could treat her with such disrespect like some hooker. Diane just smiled and said, “ignore them, and later you will be getting what they can never have”! As we took in the evening, I couldn’t help but notice Diane glancing through the bar area, behind me as we made conversation. In the end I said, “ what’s so interesting in there, you aren’t listening to me”! “Nothing, I sorry” she replied. “Its just one of those guys keeps staring and smiling at me”. “Why are you staring back”? “You’re flirting with him”, I accused. “Don’t be silly its only fun and at my age its nice to know younger men look at me”. “Yeah right” I said, “They would screw anything looking at the state they’re in”. “Oh, thanks for that” she retorted angrily, “I could have any of them at any time”. “Really” I said, “your reacting like you would have all of them at one time”. “Well that would be nice” Diane joked. I laughed with her saying, “I’ll get one last drink then we’ll go up to our room”. At the bar, one of the guys came across to me and apologised for all of them and offered to buy the drinks. I accepted and he introduced himself as Peter. I told Peter, it is a compliment to know younger men still found her attractive. She is a flirt anyway so she was really enjoying the attention. I returned to my wife and after finishing our drinks went out and strolled around the gardens. The night air was very warm with no breeze. At the back of the garden in the dim backlight of the hotel Diane looked even more divine. I had to put my arms around her waist and then up over her breasts, slightly covered by the low cut tight black dress. She sighed, and I could tell the last drink had made its mark on her vulnerability. We moved over to a garden bench, were she sat and let her legs part for my hands to run up her nylon clad legs. Falling to my knees on the grass in front of her, I buried my face into her silk covered pussy and massaged her restrained lips with my mouth. Diane was arching back over the bench and pushing her pussy into my face. “Ohh eat me, eat me, I want to cummm”. She moaned. Her pussy and silk thong was now wet from my mouth and her juices combined. After a few minutes, Diane whispered, “they’re watching us”. I pulled away and stood up to look behind me. At least 5 of the guys had come out into the garden, noticing us at the back they had crept closer to get a show. Diane took the lead, “Sit down” she commanded, “I’ll make sure they go to bed and wank themselves sore”. I sat on the bench and she unbelted me and pulled my pants to my ankles. I was already hard, as she liked my cock. She knew what she was doing when rather than kneeling before me; she bent over and parted her legs slightly. This action made her tight dress rise up her legs to her suspenders and her arse in full view of these guys. Diane was a master at cock sucking and I was paralysed with sexual tension. I did notice the guys move closer to gain a better view. They though we hadn’t seen them, but I could even make out some of them rubbing their cocks over their pants. I pulled on Diane’s head trying to force my cock further down her throat. She coked and pulled away looking into my eyes she whispered “ are they looking”. “Yes” I replied, “and they’re getting closer”. “Good, they can just jack themselves off watch us” she said loudly, intending them to hear. By now they new it was Ok to come close. So close they could touch her arse if they dared. Three of them had taken their cocks out and were gently pumping with one hand holding their drinks with the other. I don’t know what came into my head, but I grip Diane’s arms and said to the closest guy “go for it”. What the hell as I thinking! Diane was going to pull away as gripped her arms tighter and the first hand ran up her legs. She relaxed after a few seconds gagging on my cock. She knew they had my approval and her desire. The first guy, who was Peter I met at the bar earlier, threw finished his drink in one go and threw his glass into the bushes. He took only a second to pull down his pants behind Diane, his cock was a good 8” stiff and he lifted her dress up to her waist. “I’ve gotta fuck this” Pete gasped. He took his cock in his hand, rubbing the tip against her pussy lips and pushing away the silk thong. Diane cried out, “Fuck me, stop fucking about and fuck meee”! Pete gripped her thighs and gave a violent thrust into her wet juicy cunt. Diane was pushed forwards onto my cock again, but unable to scream out without coking on my meat. His fucking was hard and rough, every thrust was to the hilt as his balls must have banged against her arse. “What a fuck, you fucking tease, I new you wanted to fuck me” accused Pete. “That’s what flirts deserve” I said, “She’s not finished until you’ve all fucked her”. Two of the other guys, were by now either side of her. One of them pulled down the zip of her dress, the other pulling the shoulder straps away so he could grab her tits, each of them pulling on their cocks in frustration. This was too much for me, I could not hold back, nor did I want to. I exploded into her mouth, and she continued to suck until she drained my balls down her throat. Pulling away she was crying out at Pete to fuck her harder. He was fucking her as hard as he could and was not going to be far behind me filling her hole with his seed. I moved to the side and the other two guys sat on the back of the bench side by side. “Let me do that” again, commanded Diane, taking each cock in her hand. Lifting her head, look at me, now behind the guys on the bench. “Do you like that? Do you like to see you wife being taken like a whore”. She said staring into my eyes. She was being rocked backwards and forwards with the motion of Pete’s thrusts. Her head and arms going up and down as she wanked the two cocks in her hands. Pete then cried out, “Yeah, I’m cumin, yeah, fuck, take it all you bitch”. His body convulsed, as he unleashed his cum into her pussy which slowed the action all round. Diane straightened up releasing the two cocks, with the two owners dissenting loudly. “What’s up with you two”? She asked, looking at the only observers in the group. “get over here”. Her dress, whilst it was up over her waist was also falling away from her shoulders revealing one breast out of her thin black bra. On of the new players lifted the dress in one action over her head and threw it to the ground. Diane was stood, black bra, thong, stockings and suspenders, as all five men lusted and mauled her body. She turned to face me and the two cocks she had been wanking seconds before. A pair of hands from one guy behind her reach for her bra and pulling it away, already unfastened at the back. Then, the hands gripping her tits, squeezing and pinching her erect nipples. Another hand came from behind and between her legs. It gripped her thong and with one easy action ripped it from her body. She stood tall in front of me, smiling and moaning in pleasure as a hand push her legs further apart and four fingers were thrust into her cum filled hole. “Do you like this” she said to me, “I may be a flirt, but I can be a slut as well.” “Come on you guys, fuck her” I said. “yesss..” came Di’s response, turning to sit on the edge of the bench, “stop fucking about and screw me”. Now on guy was on his knees, her legs over his shoulders, his cock pressing into her pussy lips again. No resistance as her cum sodden cunt lubricated the first thrust from this fresh cock. Two cock again placed into her hands to be pumped and one guys pulled off his pants to stand on the bench and pushed his cock into her mouth. I held her head from behind as he fucked her throat. I could not believe I was watching, willing and helping my wife get used by all these guys. My cock was stirring again with excitement. I put my head close to hers and whispered, “you fucking slut, you never told me how much of a slut you were, I love you, you fucking slag”. I only wished I had been able to video it. The sight of her being used, face fucked, wanking cocks and impaled, with five sets of hand mauling her tits and body. “Ok you guys, I want you to shoot your cum all over her”. I demanded. Taking hold of my cock and pointing it over her shoulder I wanked hard again. Two guys to the side turned on pointed their cocks over her tits. Her pussy continued to be drilled hard by one guy and her mouth full of another cock. Within less than two minutes of each other we all exploded, her mouth and cunt lips oozed cumm and her tits were covered with the spunk of three cocks. One guy wiped his cock in her hair. Diane lay back on the bench cum covered and sore from the fuckings. She had at least 3 violent orgasms, and laid there, silent content and satisfied. The five guys pulled up their pants and thanked us before returning to the bar. Diane slipped on her dress, which stuck to her body. We made out way back through the near empty bar area. The five guys had already told the others what they had missed out on. All stared as we went though the room. Diane quietly smiling and whispering thank you to them. Back in our room, we feel on to the bed. “ Are you going to shower before you fall asleep” I asked. “No” Pulling herself over me, positioning her pussy over my face, “ you can clean me”. She forced her cumm sodden cunt into my face. I could taste another mans spunk and she squeezed her muscles to make sure most of it came dripping onto my face. “lick it off you bastard, eat their cum like I did” she ordered. I was surprised, I wasn’t repulsed by it. “Next time, you’re gonna suck a guys cock, and know how great it feels for a woman” she promised. Next Time! Next Time! There’s going to be a next time!!