I was getting really fed up with her attitude to sex. Our sex life was almost nonexistent and it was with great sacrifice that she would occasionally allow me to have a ‘quickie’- about once every week or two. There was no passion , touching or desire shown for me. I had come to believe that this was the end of our 19 year marriage and that life would become very hard for me as I had to move out and leave my kids. I had tried everything and I mean everything!

The only saving grace was that about once every two months (maybe a little more often) we would actually make love. There was a definite ‘appointment’ feel to it and everything had to be planned, no impulse. However when we did it it would usually be very ordinary. We would get into bed and cuddle for a while with me stroking her back and possibly her stroking my cock. I think she did enjoy making it go hard!

After a while she would turn her back to me and I would massage her back and talked to her. Usually it would involve my fantasy of seeing her with another man. Rachael always listened intently and I would gradually reached round to play with her pussy. By this time she would always be very moist and her clitty would be engorged with blood. I would start to kiss her and lick her nipples hard whilst telling her what the man was doing to her. As she started to reach her climax I would introduce another man whose cock she would wank ( she always reached down for my cock at this point and started to wank me). I described the room, the lights and the bodies of the two hard naked men who were with her. When I told her in fine detail about their cocks and got to the point where they were about to enter her she would be moaning ever so softly. As I sensed her starting to come I would describe the man’s huge thick cock starting to enter her cunt, prising her walls apart. He would start to rut her tight cunt harder and harder.

This would continue for 6,7 or more orgasms for her. I once lost count after 11!

That particular time I was describing her being taken into the dressing room of the Leicester City football club. All eleven of the first team players fucked her that night in fantasy.

So, to our story. Every time the above happened Rachael would never have any interest the following day, and seemed to need nothing else for ages. She always denied most strongly that she wanted anyone else and got mad if I mentioned it. Whilst the idea was growing in my mind, the thought seemed very far from her intentions. I really felt that deep down it was what she wanted but couldn’t admit it to herself. To do that would be to admit she wasn’t the lady she thought she was.

We decided that we would have a rare night out at a pub not too far away. It was always fairly quiet and we were sure to undisturbed. When we arrived I ordered drinks and we sat down. After chatting for a short while the doors opened and a large group of men came in. They were off a coach and had been for a day out. They were obviously well watered but were very friendly and joking. None of them were loutish.

The landlord said they often stopped by on the way back from their trips out.

I noticed a couple of them looking across at us and I exchanged a few pleasant words with them.

I needed to go to the toilet so I told Rachael I would only be a short while. She said she was ok and off I went. The idea of anything happening hadn’t crossed my mind, but on my way back I noticed that the two men were talking to her. I waited out of sight before going back and watched. Rachael seemed quite comfortable with them even though the younger one couldn’t take his eyes off her breasts. This usually made her very self-conscious but tonight she seemed to be actually enjoying it. Was it my imagination or had an extra button come undone. No surely not!

They were laughing away and I saw one of them stroke his hand across her shoulder in expression of something he had said. It was clear also that he was getting enlarged under his jeans.

I decide to get back or it would look very suspicious. Rachael said hi and the men nodded. She looked really flushed as if she had been caught out. It was amusing to see her so obviously embarrassed and I admit to wondering what her thoughts were at the time. I just tried to ignore it and carried on talking about nothing in particular. I noticed that she kept looking across at them and smiling. In addition to this several others were also looking across as the two men kept nodding in our direction, then turning away with a laugh. I thought I would test the water and made an excuse to go outside to ring the kids, and asked if Rachael would nip to the bar and buy some more drinks. She said ok and I left. I quickly rang them and went back to where I could see what was happening.

I couldn’t believe it when I saw Rachael at the bar laughing with them all. She is normally really shy. One of the men had put his arm around her and was joking with her. What came next nearly made me pass out. Another man stood next to her reached down and put his hand on her backside and gave it a firm squeeze. Rachael looked around at him and paused. Then to my amazement she smiled, very nervously, back at him as her eyes met his gaze. I had expected her to slap him in the face but she turned slowly back to the bar . He then placed his hands on her backside again, this time more slowly and gently touching her. When he motioned to one of the others at what he was doing he was joined by another. Two hands rubbing my wife’s ass in full view of the rest! One of them even lifted her skirt to display her white knickers. Finally Rachael turned from the bar with the drinks and made a cheeky smile at them both, then walked back to the table. It was time for me to go back in. But wait!

As she moved away one of the first to chat to her ( his name was Pete) whispered something in her ear. She looked at him with a shocked expression and I was sure I noticed her hands start to tremble. She seemed to hesitate and then mouthed something to him which looked like “Maybe”, but I couldn’t be sure.

We chatted for a while and then it was time to go. I was certain we had had a unique experience that evening but now it had come to an end and it was time to go home.

Rachael seemed a little distant but she was giggling as we left the pub and got into the car. I gave her a quick cuddle and unusually she responded and kissed me hard on my lips. Whoa! What was happening here?

This was looking like it might be one of these nights when we made love properly. I’d have to think of a story for her involving those men at the bar. I smiled to myself at the thought!

I started the car but to my annoyance the engine stopped. I tried again but the same thing. Damn it. Of all the nights for this to happen!

I opened the bonnet and tried to see what the problem was but it was no good.

Just as I was about to kick the tyres the men from the coach came out of the pub. They asked if they could help but it was no use. Kindly one of the men offered to give us a lift home and after a look at Rachael we accepted. Clearly she wanted to spend more time with these cheeky, fun-loving men.

I locked up the car and joined the others on the coach. By the time I had got on I was sat at the front with one of the men, but Rachael was already sat chatting to Pete at the back of the coach. They were sat quietly talking and when she caught my eye she waved to say everything was ok. I nodded and sat down and started chatting about the football that day.

After ten minutes or so there was a cheer from the back of the coach and we turned around to see, ready to have a laugh at what was happening. To my amazement I saw my lovely wife sitting on a man’s lap and one in front opening her buttons, on for every cheer. After 7 cheers her blouse was open and her lacy bra was clear to see. Rachael looked really nervous but tremendously excited at the same time. I was shocked, afraid, jealous but incredibly turned on. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I half expected to wake up from a dream with a hard on.

I could only watch as they slowly removed her clothes until she had only her underwear. There were hands all over her and she was obviously enjoying herself.She was completely unaware of me watching and her eyes were closed as they caressed her body all over. I saw one of them undo her bra while another pulled down her knickers and they threw them along the coach to the cheers of the others. I saw Pete start kissing her and caressing her breast while another played with her pussy.

Several men had their cocks out now and were wanking as they watched the scene in front of them. The man next to me said, ” It looks like your wife is in for a hard ride home!, and then he laughed and moved down the coach for a better view.

I turned away and sat down in my seat, my heart beating and my mind in turmoil. What should I do? I heard chants of, ” Come on Pete, fuck her. She is gagging for it!”

I slowly turned around to see Rachael completely naked and being lowered onto Pete’s big cock and I saw her look down the coach at me. I tried to smile and say I still loved her but she was overtaken by a wave of pleasure as Pete rammed his cock all the way up into her hot cunt. The men cheered loudly and shouted,”Fuck her Pete. Give her a good hard shagging”.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I had pestered Rachael for years about this and she had always said no way, and even lost her temper at me. Yet here she was being fucked by strangers on a coach in front of 15 other men.

Rachael was being bounced up and down on his cock and her 38D tits were moving also. I saw her reach out for a cock in each hand and started to wank them furiously.

I heard Pete shout that he was cumming and he lurched upwards into her and she was forced back over him as he filled her hot pussy with his cum. As he did so the other two men went over the edge too and came all over Rachael.

As Rachael was calming down she lifted off Pete and looked sheepishly at the others. One of them said,” Now its our turns. We are going to fill your cunt so that it is dripping.” I gasped. Surely they weren’t all thinking of having her?

Sure enough two of them held her arms and two held her legs and they positioned her across the aisle. They took turns in fucking her. Rachael never said a word except to moan for more each time one finished.

It was only after about half an hour of this that I realised none of the men had worn protection. Rachael had been fucked bareback by 16 men, some more than once, and had taken cum after cum.

After around two hours they finally stopped and Rachael dressed. She moved up the coach to me and looked as if she was going to cry in shame. I took her in my arms and looked into her eyes. “I love you so much, Rachael”. She seemed surprised and smiled at me. “You really enjoyed it? I can’t believe I did it. I love you too Phil.”

We went home and bathed and went to bed. I didn’t have her that night but we held each other for a long time. I only hoped there would be a next time.

– The End –