September 2019 and our annual village beer festival.  A popular night, always sold out and an important event which helped support the upkeep of the hall.  As ever, the willing members of the district joined together and provided the muscle for getting the staging erected and barrels in position. In all it was a big effort and having live music added to the atmosphere which was always great and very friendly.  Tee shirts were printed and a big raffle became a great sideline, well supported as the barrels ran dry.  Liz, my wife, was running round doing loads of pulling pints, selling tickets and organising the food among other things which the ladies excelled at.

At around ten pm the raffle was held while the group took a break. Liz had sold all the tickets and the prizes disappeared into happy hands.  As the last prize was drawn, I am unsure what encouraged her to do it (perhaps the cider), she said there was one more prize.  the table was bare so a puzzled audience stood round wondering what was the prize.  With that, she took off her festival tee shirt and held it up.  Going into the crowd she offered the tub of tickets for a guy to draw.  The winning ticket was announced and a huge cheer went up as the guy with the matching ticket collected the prize from her as she displayed a very sexy bra covering her breasts.  All the guys were ogling and cheering her as she resumed her place behind the bar.  I was a bit surprised but very proud and I didn't see any objectors.  The festival resumed and extra happy smiles surrounded the beer stall.  I swear we sold more beer in that twenty minutes than ever before and she was kept extra busy for some reason everyone wanted her to serve them.  Eventually she covered up after an hour or so when one of the ladies went home to fetch her a replacement top, albeit one with a generous scoop which allowed the customers a slightly restricted but still erotic view of her chest.

The aftermath was one of weary exuberance (beer festivals are hard graft) and after cleaning up we all went home very tired yet elated that yet again the village had succeeded in entertaining a hundred plus people in an ageing village hall.  Next day we cleaned up and dismantled the staging amid a smell of spilt beer.

Three days later I was in the local when one of the revellers from the next village came in and bought me a pint and went on what a great night we had saying that it was the best yet.  He does not normally speak to me so I thought it a bit of a surprise, he went on with a bit more small talk before he came out with it. 'Your missus looked gorgeous you know'  I then realised that this was the guy who won her tee shirt. I thanked him for the compliment and began to wonder whether there was more to this than just small talk. 'Do you think she might do the same for a small party I am having soon?' 'What sort of party? she doesn't do this as a job you know' He thought for a bit then said he and a couple of mates were there and could not stop talking about her all night and on the way home.  I said I would tell her she has some admirers from the festival and let her decide. I said 'Give me your name and number and I will tell her when I get back home'  He thanked me and said he would guarantee that she would be well looked after.

I eventually left the pub with him and walked back home wondering what she might say.  It didn't tale me long to find out. She was relaxing with a glass of wine and watching TV.  We smiled and kissed and I sat next to her and told her the request of this guy we both knew him more in passing but she recalled him visiting the bar several times as she served in her bra.  She looked at me quizzically and asked if I was serious.  I produced his details and said 'If you are up for it then I am happy, give him a ring and put us out of our misery'  She stroked my cock over my trousers and said 'You obviously want me to' and grinned.  She picked her phone up and called the number. 'Is that Neil? you spoke to my husband in the pub and you want me to visit you for some kind of party? Well I am not sure really, I don't normally do that sort of thing' They went on for a few minutes while I left the room and went to the loo.  I returned a few minutes later and she was still talking, I made a gesture that I would make a cup of tea and went to the kitchen.  She came in a couple of minutes later and gave me a kiss.  She smiled and said 'Looks like I am at a party next weekend'

I had a raging hard on as she would not tell me anything but wore a smug look for the rest of the evening.  In bed I asked what went on and she just said 'Looks like the beer festival has a lot to answer for' then went under the duvet and sucked my cock until I exploded down her throat 'That should keep you quiet for now' she said after consuming my seed. Sure did I slept like a baby.

The day of the party I was banned from talking about it on the promise that all details would be revealed when she returned.  I was obviously more than curious but accepted.  I must reveal that we have dabbled in the past and still do occasionally so anything was possible,  only Neil had no knowledge of our activities and Liz was not going to give false hope in case she felt uncomfortable and wanted to leave.  My role was to be that of taxi driver to and from the party.  I was also banned from seeing her preparing herself, which, according to her, was a bit more suspense for me.  For the record, it was as I guessed, a new outfit of lacy pink underwear with stockings and suspenders, short skirt (not mini) and a see through top.  I did not even see when she came downstairs in a new coat which had a clasp at the front and wrapped across her body.  She looked elegant, classy and drop dead gorgeous as she had spent some extra time over her make up and scent.  Ravishing is my description of a size twelve lady with 34E boobs and a very fit body.

The ride took four minutes round some village back roads and we turned up at the house exactly on time.  Neil was at the door and beckoned her in.  I noticed the curtains were open and as his house was overlooked by a field, I wondered if I might get  a cheeky peek. I looked round for somewhere to park but drew a blank, just as well really as two guys came down the lane heading for the same property.  They entered and the door closed.  I took a drive down the village and pulled in at the old phone box  then strolled back looking to see if there was a back lane. bingo and even better some trees covered my progress.  I counted the number of houses and found the one containing the partygoers.  things were looking up.  The back garden was quite small and a bit unkempt and the dew was forming, my choice of footwear not ideal so I began to experience the damp soaking round my toes.  I stole in, watching for signs of life within.  Music was playing and through the window I could see into the kitchen into the lounge.  Typically cans and bottles were strewn around the kitchen along with a few glasses.  I could make out my lady with her coat now removed and three guys making a fuss around her, plenty of laughs and suggestions. 

 After about half an hour I was shivering a little, maybe from excitement and maybe from the chilly wind.  I was rivetted to the kitchen window, ducking out of possible view from the inside when someone came for a refill.  Then i saw Neil shut the curtains at the front, then disaster, he came through to the kitchen and shut them too, stopping me from seeing any of the big event.  To make matters worse, Tom Jones' voice broke the air as 'You can leave your hat on' began playing.  I was in no state to drive as the raunchy song was greeted by cheers from within.  I waited in desperation hoping for some sign of what was going on, knowing what I hoped for but denied the merest glimpse of my beautiful wife cavorting for a small audience.

As the music stopped the male voices came to the fore and then died down to inaudible mumbling.  There was no more to be done until I was summoned back to take her home. I was alone with my thoughts and they were dangerously varied and increasingly erotic.

Back home I wanked and felt all the emotions of a cuckold.  My mind in turmoil but focussed on reality.  I knew she wasn't playing twister (or maybe she was) or scrabble (scramble maybe).  I came and I slept and I waited.  Half past two my phone goes off 'Can you pick me up in an hour please?' 'Of course, you ok?' 'Very, bye, I am wanted' the phone goes dead and I relax.  She has been fucked, of that there is no doubt, just how many times is a question to begin with and that will be answered in around one hour, a mere eight and a half hours since I last saw her.

At three thirty I was outside the house and she was there at the door.  Neil waved her off after giving her a kiss, from what I gathered he did not seem to have many or any clothes on.  Our drive home was quick and we were in the house I had by then given her the details of what I had been doing for the first part of the evening up until the music changed.  She apologised that I had stayed around but said that the track had been the start of the night and it had been quite an experience.  to start, there were three and not four as originally intended. Neil, Mike and Terry were all in their thirties and worked together for an agricultural feed delivery firm, driving bulk loads to farms.  They were very hyper about her being there and with loads of banter they praised her body as they sat in the lounge.  The sofa she sat on made her skirt ride up and the suspender straps had them all excited.  

When it came to the change of music it was brought about when Neil said they were desperate for a repeat of the beer festival and asked if she would do a private showing for them. It was obvious that she would and after a couple of attempts at refusal, she stood up and lifted her top off and dropped it behind the sofa.  She then stepped back from them and danced to the song amid encouragement for more clothing to go.  Neil was flicking her skirt up and the guys were getting a good view of a nice bum and a thong. She said she slipped her skirt off and felt very naughty. They were all encouraging her and rubbing their cocks as they saw her sexy pink undies, new stockings and the heels.  Her nipples were fully erect and she felt that surge of excitement as she unhooked the bra and let it slide down her arms and off.  Doing a twirl or two, she put her thumbs in her thong elastic and slipped them off, standing naked in a room of men. 'Well, best get your kit off boys' she said.  There followed a rapid discarding of clothes and they were all naked together.

Taking a pose over the back of the sofa, kneeling on the cushions, she offered herself to them.  Neil was first, fingering her cunt while Mike and Terry brought their cocks to her lips as they stood each side of the sofa back.  She said she felt wickedly sexy as they indulged in her body, their hands stroking her naked breasts and she felt Neil licking her cunt out.  Her orgasm was close, she said, as she felt the sensations of each of them.  Three cocks for the evening had her writhing with joy, eager to taste and lick each of them in turn.  She had all three sitting on the sofa and then took each one in turn, sucking them, licking their balls and rubbing them against her thin strip of hair and her soaking slit. Mike's cock slipped in her first and as it did, she slipped forwards and impaled herself slightly unexpectedly on him and he went in up to the hilt.  They fucked for a short while and then she got off him and allowed Neil to do the same and then Terry, who came as he sensed her cunt swallow his cock.  He was embarrassed but Liz said she was sure he would come again for her a bit later on.

The mini orgy continued and little was said, just gestures for differing positions, taking her from doggy position to cowgirl, reverse cowgirl and missionary and of course plenty of sixty nine,  The time moved on and the action transferred to the bedroom where she was fucked a further three times with come in her cunt and twice mouth fucked and getting a special cock supper.

At the end, all the guys were dry bollocked and a bit sore.  Liz was highly satisfied over the first action for a while but she did say she had enjoyed the experience and having three very eager men all wanting her at the same time.  We finished the night off in the messiest way possible