It has been a while, but some of you may remember my previous stories about the adventures of a wife who the world sees as the epitome of innocence but whom I know to have a gloriously slutty side. One thing she has always loved is the feeling of hot cum on her wonderful tits, and this story is about the little party that we arranged for the young chap who had serviced her at a hotel and five of his friends to come and do just that. Once again we checked into the same hotel and followed the now familiar routine of her taking a hot bubble bath with a couple of glasses of cold fizz to help soften her inhibitions. Once out of the bath she dressed in what she jokingly called her 'slut gear'. This time she wore a pair of thigh length, black boots with a six inch spiked heel teamed with a pair of fishnet stockings held up by the suspenders straps of a stunning cupless black and pink basque. Suffice to say she looked amazing and I wanted to fuck her the minute I saw her, but she was adamant that nothing was going to happen until our company arrived. Luckily for me it wasn't a long wait and after a few very brief introductions she soon immersed herself into the role of slut wife, kissing and being fondled by all of our visitors. In no time at all they were stripped and arranged in a circle and my fabulous wife was moving between them stroking and sucking each of their rock hard cocks in turn. At this point I had her assume the position on hands and knees and slipped my own throbbing cock into her, by now, dripping pussy from behind. As I fucked her she became increasingly vocal, telling all of our guests that she needed their sticky cum all over her tits. Unsurprisingly they were all more than happy to oblige as one by one she sucked them to the edge and then had them spurt over her tits, neck and face. By the time I had filled her hot, wet cunt with my own seed she was absolutely covered in cum which she lay there rubbing into her tits as her body convulsed in orgasm after orgasm. As I have expressed previously nobody would believe that the cum covered slut in that hotel room was the same utterly respectable woman that the world knows, nobody that is but me, and an increasing number of lucky men who have seen and felt her inner whore. God, I love her.