(This story was told to me by a man who discovers that his wife likes
cocks much larger than his own.  He relates how he learned this by
watching, from hiding, as she is gangbanged while they are on
vacation.  Comments, e-mails, ideas and shared experiences are always
welcome.)

This is a true story.  Oh I know, there are lots of stories that are
suppose to be true and many of them sound a lot like mine.  The
difference is, and it’s a big difference, this is true.

My name is Mack.  I’m in my 30’s now.  I’m white and I work in
construction.  I’m a big guy, big as in tall and solid, 6 feet tall
and almost 200 pounds, most of it muscle.  My work is physical and it
shows.  I’m also a pretty good weekend athlete.  I play softball in
the summer, football in the fall and basketball in the winter.

I’m also married, and that’s where the problem starts I guess.  OK,
I’ll just say it: I have a small cock.  You’ve probably read that a
thousand times.  Some guy whining “… my wife was dissatisfied with my
small pecker blah, blah, blah.”  Well, with me, it’s true and it’s no
damn fun.

The fact is my cock is not much bigger than my little finger.  I
mean, I have a good-sized little finger but it sure doesn’t make much
of a cock.  Don’t get me wrong, it works fine.  It gets hard, and it
feels good when I use it.  It’s about the same size hard as it is
when its soft.  I really noticed the difference between other guys
and myself first in junior high school.  Later, in high school I
started on the football team and it got to the point were I didn’t
want to shower with the other guys.  It was kind of a joke.  Mack’s
little pecker.  Funny.

I didn’t have a love life.  In high school, and later, I was
considered a “nice guy” because I didn’t try to get anything off my
dates.  I never had trouble getting dates because I’m not too bad
looking and, like I said, I’m pretty big.  After a while I just
didn’t even try, I was too embarrassed.  I hung out with the guys,
played sports, watched dirty movies, drank beer, and went to a strip
bar once and awhile.

It was a few years ago that I met Mary.  She was a waitress in a
place that I ate at from time to time.  We got to talking and became
friendly.  One night I ran into her in a bar that I usually didn’t go
to because they had dancing.

Well, Mary and I talked that night and she even got me to dance some.
 The last song of the night was a slow number and she nagged me to
dance with her.  Oh god she felt good in my arms.  I hadn’t held a
girl since high school.  I guess you could say I’d never held a
woman.  My cock was hard as a rock, although I doubt she could feel
it, small as it is.

I asked her out that night.  I guess she just felt so good in my
arms, and she said “yes.”  We dated three or four times before “it”
came up.  My cock.  She asked me if I liked her and if I did why I
didn’t try anything.  Was there something wrong with her.  She looked
very hurt when she asked me, like it was her fault that I hadn’t made
a move on her.

After trying to avoid it, I told her the truth.  I told her that I’d
never been with a woman because my penis was so small.  Yeah,
smart-ass, I used the word “penis.”  Hell, I don’t know how to talk
to women!  I can work high steel and hit a softball 300 feet but I
was scared to tell this beautiful woman about my cock!

Mary was fantastic.  She smiled and said, “Mack, that can’t be the
reason.  I don’t believe you.  Please tell me the truth.”

“It is the truth, Mary.  I swear it,” I answered.

“O.K.,” she said looking a little bit angry.  “I’ll call your bluff. 
Prove it.”

Well, we went back and forth for a while and finally I agreed to show
her my cock.  Christ, I was embarrassed.  The only thing to do was to
pull down my pants and prove it to her.  So I did.  I stood up,
unbuckled my belt and pulled my jeans and jockeys down.

Mary’s eyes got real wide as she looked at me.  I know what she was
seeing; a patch of light colored pubic hair with just a little tiny
cock-head peeking out.

“Oh, Mack,” she said.  “I’m sorry that I doubted you.  Can I touch
it?”  She was already reaching out her hand.  I didn’t say anything;
I just let her touch me.  She first ran her fingers gently around the
tiny head and then she pushed into my pubic hair to get at the shaft.
 My cock, of course, started to get hard.  Hell, no woman had ever
touched it before.

“Oh Mack, look at that!”  She was smiling at it, like she would at a
cute kitten or something.  Without asking she bent forward, put her
mouth over it, and started licking me.  Of course, because of the
size she could easily get my whole cock in her mouth.  I mean, would
you have any trouble deep-throating your pinky?

It didn’t take me long to cum.  Without warning, I was shooting down
her throat.  She pulled my cock out of her mouth in surprise and held
me as I finished cumming on her hand.  When I was done she looked up
at me and smiled.

“Mack,” she said.  “Would you like to make love to me?”  Yep, that’s
how she put it.  “Make love to her.”

Well, I sure as hell wanted to and we sure as hell did.  I actually
fucked a woman for the first time.  Her pussy felt so incredible
around my cock.  I didn’t last long but, on the other hand, I stayed
hard all night and I just kept sticking it in her.  I think she had a
good time.  It was later that I found out that she hadn’t cum.  I
mean, cut me some slack, I’m a 30 year old guy with a small prick and
I just got my first piece of ass, I’m suppose to know about female
orgasms?

I fell in love with Mary that night.  I fell hard.  Mary is a few
years younger than I am and, like I said before, a waitress.  We
talked a lot and Mary told me that she wanted to have children and a
home.  She was shy telling me, like maybe I’d bolt for the door if
she brought up marriage.  I suppose a lot of guys would have, but not
me.  Hell, I was in serious love.  I asked her to marry me a month
later.

For the next few years everything was fine.  No kids, but Mary seemed
pretty happy and I know I was.  This is probably a good time to
describe Mary for you so you can get a good picture of what she looks
like.  Mary’s about 5’4” tall.  I don’t know how much she weighs, but
it’s not much.  Her bra is a 34b; she has the cutest tits.  That’s
what I tell her.  They’re not big, but they’re very soft and her
nipples get dark brown when they’re hard.  Her waist is thin and her
hips and butt are just right.  She has brown hair and eyes.  I think
she’s the most beautiful woman in the world.

It was a few years later that I noticed that things were not going
that great in bed.  It was as if Mary was just going through the
motions.  I tried to talk to her about it, but I’m not very good at
that sort of thing.  Mary said that everything was fine, she was just
going through a “time” and it would be O.K.  I tried to make things
better, but watching porno films is not a good way to learn about
making love to your wife.

Mary suggested that we try role-playing and fantasies to liven things
up.  I was at a loss here, all I could think of was to buy some of
those magazines, you know the ones with the letters.  We read some of
those and pretended as if we were the people in the letters.  Mary
was very good at that.  She was particularly good at the letters
where the husband watches another man fuck his wife.  I know what
you’re thinking, and you’re right.  I didn’t know it at the time, but
that’s exactly where Mary was headed.  She was good at those for a
reason.

To tell you the truth, I liked them too.  Not because I wanted to
watch my wife fuck another man but because Mary would get so hot that
she’d really get into the lovemaking and that was good for me.  She
was always trying to get me to go down on her, but I wouldn’t do it. 
I just didn’t like the idea.  However, I’d get her off with my
fingers while she read one of the letters.  Usually, I didn’t last
that long in Mary’s pussy, and I’d sometimes hear Mary in the
bathroom, later when she thought I was asleep, playing with herself.

Mary was the first to bring up the idea of role-playing outside the
house.  It was her idea that we’d go out drinking and dancing and she
wouldn’t wear any underwear.  That way I could play with her pussy or
tits anytime I wanted to and maybe she’d accidentally flash some guy.
 I have to admit that it was pretty exciting, and she felt safe with
me.  It got so that we did that a lot, almost every weekend.  Mary
would wear a short skirt and a thin blouse and we’d go out for the
evening.

As time went on Mary got increasingly adventurous and I got to really
like what we were doing.  Mary would go out of her way to make sure
that some guy, or guys, saw her pussy or her tits.  She'd get real
excited by that and later she’d be wild in bed begging me to fuck
her.  If she’d had too much to drink, she’d beg me to “fuck her hard
with my big cock.”  Of course I don’t have a big cock, but Mary would
have her legs spread pulling me into her with both hands while her
head was thrown back and her eyes were squeezed shut.  It was as if
she was imaging fucking somebody else.  She always looked a little
disappointed when we were finished.

It was fall in the East when we took a vacation to Southern
California.  I’d never been there before and after a long flight we
were in our room at a real nice resort near San Diego.  Mary had
brought her skimpiest clothing.  She said that she didn’t plan to
wear underwear the whole time, that she was going to have a fun
week.

We spent the first day exploring the resort.  Mary was really
excited, touching me all day, laughing and happy.  I hadn’t seen her
like this in a long time.  We had drinks with lunch and then most of
the afternoon too.  By the time we ate dinner in the hotel dinning
room Mary was getting pretty hammered.  Mary always gets “frisky”
when she’s been drinking, and tonight was no exception.  She was
playing with my little prick under the table and talking about the
other men in the dinning room.

There were a couple of conventions going on in the resort at the same
time and the dinning room had a number of unattached men.  She’d
point them out to me and ask questions.  Questions like: “do you
think he’s good in bed?” or “do you think he’d eat my pussy?” or “how
about those two black guys, do you think you’d like to watch them
fuck me?”  I was a little uncomfortable with this, but it all seemed
to be in fun and Mary was clearly enjoying her vacation.

Later, back in the room, Mary suggested that we play a role-playing
game that evening.  She suggested that we go into the bar separately,
that she’d go first and I should follow about ½ hour later.  She said
she wanted to see if anybody would hit on her or ask her to dance. 
She said it would all be in fun and that when I got to the bar I was
to pretend as if I didn’t know her.  I was to pretend like that all
night and she’d let me know when she was ready to go back to the room
by putting on the glasses she carries in her purse.  When she put the
glasses on, we’d meet at the room, and she’d give me the best sex I’d
ever had.

“Just imagine,” she said.  “If those letters can turn me on so much,
imagine how turned on I’ll be when we get back to the room?”

I wasn’t too wild about the idea, but I liked the “best sex of my
life” part.  The truth was that watching her flash had become a real
turn-on for me.  I had even gotten turned-on at the idea of watching
her fuck another man.  This was all in theory; of course, it was just
a fantasy.  It wasn’t going to happen.  Not really.

It was about 10:00 that Mary left for the bar.  She looked hot
wearing a flimsy skirt that was too short for her, and an almost
see-through blouse.  Of course, she was wearing no underwear, no bra
or panties or pantyhose.  Just shoes, skirt and blouse.  Her face was
slightly flushed and her eyes were sparkling.  I think she was having
a little trouble catching her breath.  Not nervous, more excited.

The ½ hour seemed to last much longer.  I paced the room, drank a
beer and smoked a couple of cigarettes.  I wanted to load up on
nicotine anyway since you can’t smoke in bars in California. 
Finally, I went downstairs.

I wasn’t prepared for how crowded and loud it would be.  It wasn’t
what I expected.  I expected a fairly quiet hotel bar and that I’d
find Mary sitting alone nursing a drink.  It wasn’t like that all.  A
band was playing loudly, it was dark, and the bar was jammed with
people.  It took me almost 15 minutes to spot her; she was on the
dance floor wildly swinging her body and dancing up a storm with some
convention guy.  I grabbed a seat at the bar as soon as someone got
up to leave and made myself comfortable.  By looking in the mirror
behind the bar I could see most of the room, and by sitting with my
back to the bar I could watch the dance floor.

Mary was having a great time.  Her face was even more flushed now and
I remembered all she’d drank during the day.  She and her partner
danced several songs, including a long slow one.  I lost sight of
them for a while during the slow dance; many people had rushed to the
dance floor to take advantage of the change in tempo.  When I saw
them again Mary had her head resting on the guy’s chest and was
pressed tightly against him.  He had his arms wrapped all the way
around her and was running his hands up and down her back.  Each time
he got a little further down her back until he was actually caressing
her ass and pulling her into him even more tightly.  Mary looked up
at his face when he did that.  My heart broke a little as I watched
her smile at him and put her head back on his chest as he continued
to caresses her ass with both hands.

When the song ended, they went back to a table on the far side of the
room.  I had some trouble watching the table from where I was.  I saw
the guy order Mary several more drinks, which she finished pretty
quickly.  They sat near each other and, because of the noise, kept
their heads near each other so that they could talk.  I watched as he
touched her several times, finally just leaving his hand on her back,
caressing her, as they talked.

I almost fell off my stool when I saw Mary’s hand caressing his
thigh.  When had that happened I wondered?  Some time later two of
his friends from the convention joined them at the table.  Now Mary
was talking with all of them, in a small huddle because of the noise.
 They even took turns dancing with her.

It was several hours later that I followed Mary to the Ladies Room. 
When she came out she gave me a big smile.  Her eyes were glassy-
looking and she was staggering slightly.

“Oh Mack.  I’m having the best time.  Those guys are so much fun. 
When we dance I can feel their hard cocks.”  Her speech was just a
little bit slurred.

“Mary, are you sure this is a good idea?” I asked.

“Mack, those guys are getting me so hot that you’re going to get the
fuck of your life!  I think I’m going to flash them now.”  With that,
she was gone, staggering slightly on her way back to the table.

What happened next will always be engraved in my mind.  I watched
Mary through the gaps in the crowd as she flirted with the three guys
at her table.  I watched with a raging hard-on as Mary let them look
down her blouse.  She was not careful as she got in and out of her
chair and I know they could see up her short skirt.

As Mary danced with one of the guys the other two put their heads
together and talked about her.  I’m sure they were talking about her
because they were laughing and they kept looking over at Mary.  The
song was a slow one and I lost sight of Mary on the dark dance floor.
 I left my drink and money on the bar to save my place and casually
walked around the dance floor.

When I spotted them again I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.  Mary
and her partner were in the darkest part of the dance floor, all the
way to the back wall.  The guy was trying to shield Mary with his
body so nobody could see what he was doing.  I maneuvered myself
until I could see without drawing attention to myself.  He had Mary’s
skirt up and his hand was between my wife’s spread legs.  He was
rubbing Mary’s pussy and she not only had her legs spread to give him
room, but was humping her hips back and forth on his hand.  Her eyes
were closed and her head was turned slightly toward me.   Her mouth
was open and her chest was raising and falling rapidly, like she was
panting.

My feelings were almost overwhelming.  One on hand, I had a hard-on
that almost hurt.  I wanted to watch my wife act like a slut as she
was fingered and stroked in public.  One the other hand, I wanted to
pick the guy up and throw him through the nearest window, and I could
have done it.  My hard-on won and I watched him play with her until
the song ended.  He pulled his hand out and, as her skirt fell back
into place, he drew her to him and kissed her on the lips.  Mary
kissed him back eagerly.  It wasn’t a quiet lip to lip kiss, they
were really going at it.  Sucking on each other’s mouth and Mary had
her hand behind his head pulling him hard into her.

They walked back to the table hanging onto each other and still
kissing.  As they walked past the table the guy signaled with his
head for the other two guys to follow.  They continued right out of
the bar toward the elevators with me in hot pursuit.

They walked past the elevators and out the side door, which led to
the guest cabins.  These are individual buildings that consisted of
just a bedroom and bath, like a regular room, only with four outside
walls, each with a window.  The wall facing toward the beach had a
sliding glass door.  I watched as the four of them walked into one of
the units.  Mary was still kissing her dance partner and her blouse
was now hanging outside of her skirt.  As they turned to walk inside
I could see that one of his hands was busy under her top, and I could
her soft moan.

Keeping to the shadows, I walked around the cabin looking in the
windows.  I was in turmoil over what I had seen.  I’d been drinking
steadily all night too but that didn’t affect my hard-on.  I had my
hand in my pocket stoking my fully erect prick as I found the sliding
glass door with the curtain completely open, they never thought to
close it, and the small window next to the glass door was open so I
could hear everything that was said in the small room.

I watched as Mary’s dance partner lowered her to the bed, I don’t
think she even knew what was going on she was too drunk and horny. 
They never stopped kissing as he fumbled with the buttons of her
blouse, finally spreading the two sides apart so that Mary’s
beautiful breasts were fully displayed to the watching men.

The man kissing her didn’t stop to touch her breasts.  It was as if
he didn’t want her to know that she was half-naked.  He just eased
her out of her blouse while he continued to kiss her mouth.  Mary
threw her head back and groaned aloud as he kissed and tongued her
throat.  His hand was working its way up her leg pushing her dress
higher until her was touching her exposed pussy.

Mary groaned loudly, starting high and ending low as her breath ran
out.  She spread her legs to give him room at her cunt as he lowered
his head to suck on her nipple.  “Oh god,” she moaned.  “That feels
sooo good.”

For just a moment he raised his head and gave his friends a look;
they both started to undress.  Meanwhile the mouth that had been
sucking her nipple was working its way toward her exposed cunt.  When
he got between my wife’s widespread legs he lightly lapped the entire
length of her exposed, highly aroused slit.

I had never gone down on Mary, as I mentioned, and I don’t know if
anyone ever had.  We never talked about it.  When the guys tongue
touched Mary’s cunt she let out a loud moan.  “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH
GOOOOOOOOOOOOD” as she used both hands to pull his head tightly into
her.  “Ohhhh don’t stop that… oooh that’s soooo goooood.”  Mary was
panting, hard.

It was at that point that the guy without pants offered Mary his
cock.  I’d only seen hard cocks in porno movies, of course, and
seeing my own didn’t really count.  I don’t know how big he was,
clearly bigger than me.  Mary’s eyes opened wide and her face
softened as she looked at the cock in front of her.  With a small
sigh she took one hand from behind the head between her legs and
pulled that hard prick into her mouth.  She licked it and sucked it
as though it was the most marvelous thing she’d ever seen.

The third guy had his pants off by this time and was lying down on
the bed playing with Mary’s smallish tits.  Because of the way he was
laying, perpendicular to Mary with his butt facing the glass door so
that he could play with both of her tits, I couldn’t see his cock. 
The man between Mary’s widespread legs had gotten her skirt off by
this time and Mary was lying naked, sandwiched between three men.

The guy that had been eating her so well took his mouth off her cunt
and stood up between her thighs.  Mary let out a sigh of
disappointment and started to take her mouth off the cock that she
had been working on so devotedly.  Before she could say anything a
hard cock, a good sized one, was being rubbed up and down her pussy
slit picking up pussy juice before sliding inside of her.  It had
been a long time since Mary had been fucked by anything larger than
my little peter and a loud groan escaped her mouth as she played with
the hard cock in her hand.

‘OOOOOOHGOOOOD….YOUR COCK IS SOOOOO BIG…….OOOOOOOH….. I CAN FEEEEEEL
IT INSIDE OF ME…..INSIDE OF ME…..OH PLEASE FUCK ME……”  He was
pounding in and out of her.  Mary had her eyes squeezed shut,
concentrating on the feelings as he pounded and then, with a grunt,
came inside her pussy.

“I can feel you cumming!!!  That’s soooo goood.  Cum inside me.” 
When he was done, the cock that had been in her mouth was rapidly
shoved into her twat.

“Oh yes…..Oh fuck me…..oh…oh…oh…”  I think Mary was cumming a little
herself.  She was clearly enjoying the cock that was fucking her and
the guy at her tits was still sucking on her nipples.

Her first fuck, the dance partner, sat down in a chair to watch the
action.  The chair was in front of the glass door that I was looking
through and had its back to me.

My cock was throbbing hard and I had it out of my pants while I used
my thumb and forefinger to jerk off.  That’s all I ever use, my thumb
and forefinger, maybe the middle finger.  That’s all the room there
is on my cock.  I was mesmerized by the sight of those larger, full
grown, cocks fucking my wife’s tight pussy; the pussy that, up until
then, had been mine alone.

It was clear that Mary’s pussy wouldn’t be just mine ever again.  Her
cunt was frothing around the big cock that was plowing in and out of
her.  I watched as the man came inside of her.  I heard his groan of
pleasure and watched as Mary threw her head back, enjoying the
sensation.

As the hard cock in her pussy was withdrawn the man working on Mary’s
tits knelt on the bed and pulled Mary up on her hands and knees. 
Using his hands between Mary’s thighs to spread her pussy open, I got
my first glimpse of his cock.  No, I don’t know how big it was.  It
was just huge!  Long, but mostly wide.  Very wide, maybe wider than
my wrist and I’m a big guy.  I don’t know really, it had taken my
breath away.  The other two guys were smiling and chuckling.  Mary
hadn’t seen his cock, I don’t think, and didn’t know what was going
to happen to her.

I watched, holding my breath, as he started to ease that monster into
her.  Mary’s tits were hanging beneath her and he reached around to
grab them, roughly, as handles to hold as he eased into her tight
cunt.  It was a good thing that Mary’s pussy was so wet and that she
was so turned-on.  I don’t think she could have taken that brute if
she hadn’t been.

As the cock worked its way inside of her, Mary started to yowl. 
That’s the only word I can think of.  She yowled like an animal,
“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YOUR COCK YOUR COCK YOURCOCK….. IT’S TOOO
BIG…..TOOOOOOOBIIIIIIIIIGGGG….OOOOOOOHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOO…” 
He kept pushing.  He didn’t stop until his entire cock was buried in
her cunt.  Mary, my beautiful wife, her pussy stretched so much that
her clit had been pushed almost entirely inside of her.  She had
grabbed the bedspread with both fists and was crying and moaning and
sobbing and howling all at the same time.

The man let his cock just soak inside her for a minute as Mary calmed
down.  When it appeared as though she was O.K., he started to fuck
her.  I mean he really started to fuck her.  He was slamming that
giant cock in and out of her as fast as he could, his ass clinching
as he grunted with the effort.

Mary had pushed her head off the bed and, her back bowed in the
middle, was wailing at the ceiling like a wolf.  “OOOOOOOH GOD…. FUCK
ME…FUCK ME YOU BASTARD….FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG COCK…..FUCK ME
HARD…FUCK ME HARD….FUCKMEHARDFUCKMEHARD………OH DON’T
STOPDON’TSTOPDON’TSTOP…..OH NOOOOOOWWWWWWW….”  She was cumming.  I’d
never seen Mary cum like this before.  Maybe she’d never cum with me,
I don’t know.  What I do know is that she was cumming now and so was
I.  My poor little prick was jerking and shooting all over the front
of my pants.

As the man fucking her started to cum Mary fell flat on the bed and
groaned her pleasure.  ‘Oh I can feel
you…feeelyou….cumminginsidemycunt….sodeeeeeepinside…..”

I watched as they all had a drink sitting naked on the bed.  I left
as they started kissing and playing with Mary again.  I walked slowly
back to our room, the cum sticky on the front of my pants.

I didn’t recognize Mary when she walked in the next morning.  She had
only buttoned one button of her blouse and her right tit bobbed into
view with every other step.  Her face was a smeared mess, her hair
tangled and her eyes bloodshot from too much alcohol and too little
sleep.  Her cunt was completely changed of course.  It would never be
the same again.  I wanted to fuck her, but she wouldn’t let me.

“You’re not putting that pathetic little peter in me now.  Not until
you do something for me,” she wouldn’t even let me near her as she
said it.  “Lay on the bed, on your back, with your eyes closed,” that
was her order.

My cock was straining upward, as much as it could, as I stretched out
on the bed with my eyes closed.

“Keep ‘em closed,” she said as I felt her weight on the bed next to
me.

Suddenly, with no warning, her pussy was on my face.  Wet and spread
wide open, her cunt seemed to engulf my entire head.  Massive amounts
of juice ran out of her over my face, and into my mouth.  For a
moment, I couldn’t breath.  Her cunt was stretched open like never
before.

“Eat me, Mack.  Eat all that cum out of my used cunt.  I’ve been
fucked by real cocks and I want you to clean me up.”

I don’t care what you’ve heard; sperm isn’t that damn tasty.  I felt
humiliated as long ropes of cum, mixed with her cunt juice, ran into
my mouth.  She was sliding her pussy all over my face, trying to make
sure that I swallowed all of it.  I reached up to push her away and I
guess my hand was too close to her cunt.  First my fingers slipped in
and, before I knew it, my entire hand was inside of her.  My hand, up
to my wrist, was buried in her wide-open cunt!

“Oh god Mack.  Oh shit.  That’s good.  Oh, yes.  Do that.”  She was
riding up and down on my arm, no longer interested in me eating her
cunt, she was fucking my entire hand while panting and moaning.

“Oh Mack…OOOOOOH……I’M SO FULL…..THAT’S SO GOOD……OHMACHI’MCUUUUMING….”
Just like that she pushed herself all the way down on my arm, down
almost to my elbow, and shrieked as her orgasm overcame her.

When she finished I tried to fuck her but she couldn’t even feel my
dick inside of her.  The truth is, I couldn’t feel her either, she
was much too loose now.  “Poor Mack,” she said stroking my head as I
tried to fuck her.  “I’ve had real cock, now that’s the kind of
fucking I’ve got to have.”

Our lives changed after that.  Not just that week either.  Mary spent
every night of our vacation with those guys and the other convention
guys as they passed her around.  I only saw her in the mornings when
she’d drag herself back to our room, completely fucked out.  I’d
watch, playing with my prick, as the sperm ran from her gaping hole.