Lads Teach Wife a Lesson Part 2
In the weeks following my first sexual encounter with my son’s friends I still saw them regularly, whenever they came to pick him up to go out or when they came over to hang out with him, Xbox and stuff like that. I had not told anyone about what had happened and as time past it seemed too late to say anything, the only people who knew were the four of them and myself and I really didn’t want the shame of anyone else knowing, however this may have led the lads to believe that not only had they got away with fulfilling their long lasting sexual fantasies with me but that I had been up for it. Nothing could be further from the truth for me but it may have been an experience that I had fantasised about experiencing it was so humiliating and painful I just didn’t want to talk or think about it. They still reminded me of my experience whenever they could though.
The sexual comments and innuendos about my body were as before but a lot ruder, not just saying my legs were nice or I had a nice bum, but now as they had seen me naked, they mentioned how my small bare bum looked when I had been bent over the table and how red it became after a belting from 4 strong hands wielding the strap. Also the shape of my small breasts how my pink nipples looked after taking a stroke of the belt too and how soft they felt to squeeze play with and how they hang down and jiggle when was bent over and fucked hard from behind. The noises I made when I had been made to cum like a little whore. 3 of them had felt my tight pussy trying to resist their cocks as I had felt my orgasm while they used me, and one had felt how tight my anus was, as he loosened me up and came in my most private hole as my feeling of shame shuddered through me.
When alone even if just for a few moments they would slap my bum through my jeans, or if I wore a skirt feel my bum through my knickers. Sometimes grope my breasts through my top, I would ask them to stop but they would just laugh and tell me to shut up and that they knew I wanted it. It didn’t help that when this happened, I would get flashbacks to when they had stripped me naked, getting that rushing feeling when I took off my clothes and stood there nude but defiant in front of them knowing and feeling how helpless I had been. I may also have put myself in a position where I would be alone for a moment with them, just to see what they would do and secretly relished those moments of groping but it was still humiliating and I tried to keep away from them for the most part, I asked them to stop but they had clearly lost all respect for me as a woman, after they had used my like they had done. As time went on it wasn’t so bad and I tried to put it to the back of my mind and they stopped been so hands on and gropy, but the innuendos carried on, however I figured it was over with and I should just get on with life and leave it as a bad memory. I didn’t know how wrong I was.
It was a couple of months after that first time, Summer was not quite here but it was quite hot outside even in the shade. Not quite Monkeys armpit weather but certainly time for the beachwear to get unpacked. Then again in England two days without rain can be classed as an English summer. We were having a barbecue, first of the season, with everyone invited, Mine and my hubbys friends and their better halves, a few hangars on who seem to turn up to these events and no one knows who invited them and of course my son’s friends were there too.
As it was warm, and I was feeling quite naughty with my first summer living in the sunny south and been a Yorkshire lass as I am I couldn’t resist showing off my new Bikini. I had a wraparound skirt that went with it but my hubby and one of his friends kept pulling it off early on so I gave up and spent the day just in a bikini. I may have been the most under dressed girl there but maybe for the female friends of my son’s, but I think I was able to still get the attention as I looked pretty good at 34, with my size 8 figure, 34 B bust, although only just a B Cup, days long gone for me now I know, after my 3rd baby but one has to get over these things, nostalgia has its place don’t judge me. It was a Blue Bikini and tied with strings although a little too big for me as my husband bought it and he has no sense of scale. My little breasts as small they were 5 years ago fitted in well, but it was baggy about my little bum cheeks. Looking in the mirror before the party I did think I looked good.
The barbecue had got started everyone was there and I had done the rounds, the whole time I was walking around and chatting I had noticed the lads from before had been unable to take their eyes off me, made me feel like a doll the way they looked up and down my legs or just gazed at my bum or my breast under the think cloth of my bikini or just ran their eyes up and down my body. I Also observed them comparing me with the other girls in bikinis, beady predator eyes looking back and forth in succession between my small boobs and the girl with bigger ones filling her flowered bikini top, or observing my legs in comparison with others, but they always seemed to drift back to me. I felt quite flattered in fact despite what had happened before although I should add for clarity that they were not the only males at the party doing the same.
There was not much interaction with the lads at first, I had my bum pinched by one and the usual comments telling me boobs looked good or I had great legs. No accounting for taste, I guess. Then when I was handing out hot dogs by the side of the barbecue one of the lads, the first one I served, held the hotdog in the bun I gave him and mentioned looking down at it that that’s what my pussy was going to look like later with his cock in it. I was quite shocked despite my previous experience; it had been a while since one had been so rude. The ringleader was next and he gave me a dirty look, almost angry and asked me how I would like his hot dog in my mouth, and I can drink his sauce, I was ready for a comment like that and told him to get stuffed, to which he replied that my mouth would be a lot looser than my ass hole had been when he came in it. I admit that I felt an uncontrollable feeling inside and realised I was getting a little turned on but pushed the flashes in my mind and disgusted with myself more than him and feeling quite ashamed I used rude words to describe him, at which he told me I needed my mouth washing out. As he said this, he came around the end of the table and grabbed at my bum but I slapped his hand away and poked him in the belly with the tongs making him jump back. The feeling was great after what he had done to me before and as he made a rude comment and walked away, I felt so empowered, my feeling of sexual arousal became subdued, and I felt a confidence I had not felt since the four of them had used me. The next two were also rude but mostly concentrating how my tits looked nice and how better they would be out of my bikini top, I just told them to dream on and ignored them, not even bothering to serve them. My head was in the clouds after that. I was able to shrug this off quite easily as I knew with so many people, I was safe and been dirty mouthed was how they were anyway.
The party carried on and I was having a lot of fun and managed to put the lads out of my mind. Things changed a while later; I had gone into the house to get more plates and sausages and some more of those disgusting veggie burgers made of fungus mould made to look like real food that people seem to like to eat. I had bending over in the fridge when a firm hand slapped my tight bum cheeks, it smarted and I rose quickly to berate the offending hand thinking it was my husband or his ‘special’ friend to meet the eyes of the ringleader and one of the other lands, I also saw I was alone at that moment in the kitchen with them. I was about to get mouthy, but he grabbed my hand and told me it was time I got my mouth washed out. I tried to pull away, but he picked me up and carried me into the downstairs bathroom only a few steps away, my cry for help was unnoticed as the music and laughing in the garden was drowning out my voice. They pulled me into the bathroom and shut the door locking it, leaving me alone with them both in the small room.
The ringleader stood behind me with ne hand holding my wrists together and the other over me mouth, he was so tall and strong. The other land asked me what he had said about my tits, I looked at him pleading with my eyes, but he just grinned and pulled down my bikini top, I felt very vulnerable with bare breasts in the he tiny room with them, rubbed my bare nipples they squeezed my breast hard, then he took each of my nipples in his fingers and with an evil, grin he twisted hard. It was like an electric jolt to each of my small nipples, he then gave each a slap hard, I jumped with each slap, he liked my reaction and gave me a number of more slaps making my little boobs flop from side to side as he hit them. The ringleader then turned me and bent me over the sink, he clasped my hands to the tap and kept my mouth covered while he ordered my breast abuser to teach me a proper lesson.
I tried to struggle but was unable to brake the hold, I was helpless as the strings to my bikini were pulled and my bikini bottoms dropped to the floor, exposing my small pale bum to the other lads cock. My hips were grabbed and he slapped my bum hard the I felt his cock rock hard push its wat into me, to my shame I was wet, very wet at this point, I closed my eyes so I could not see myself in the mirror as I felt his short bulbous cock end push its way tonto me, and he began to thrust hard. I panted through the firm hand on my mouth, and I tensed with each thrust into my body. The ringleader asked if I was tight and his friend said I was, he slapped my back and top of my bum ordering me to loosen up while his friend pounded me from behind and slapped my thighs, ordering me to loosen up, it took effort, but I relaxed and let him in me, taking his full cock deep into me with each thrust.
I had no control as after about two minutes I came for his cock, they could both tell, laughing at me and how much I wanted it, and the ringleader said ‘She is enjoying it too much’. Take her arse he ordered. To my shock the cock pulled out of me and pushed against my tight rear hole, Relax they told me, my bum was so tight I was too stressed to relax myself, the one pushing in reached under me grabbing my little hanging breasts and grabbed them hard crushing my soft skin of my breast. I forced myself to relax and his fat cock, lubricated by my own cum slid forcefully into me, I could not help trying to fight it as my anus tensed but he took my tight anus so hard shooting hot sperm right into my back resisting passage. He pulled out of me and cum slid down my leg.
Next time you loosen up I was told, as the ringleader have my bum cheeks a hard slapping, until I begged him to stop. Then turned me to face him, ‘Next time do as your told you dirty slag’. Pushing me to my knees he grabbed my hair and presented his long pale white heavily veined cock. I tried to keep my mouth closed and turn away but he chocked me making me open my mouth and fed me his cock. He ordered me to suck it and make it good, feeling disgraced and humiliated I did as he said, closing my eyes I locked the end of his cock, sucking and licking it as I do my husband, sucking him off like a total whore. As I did I masturbated myself, they both laughed at me as I rubbed my pussy and sucked on the cock that in my last encounter had taken my anus like his friend had just done. He ordered me to open my eyes and look up at him, as I did the feeling of humiliation washed over me and I came, my orgasm shuddering through my body as I sucked on his cock while I whimpered in ecstasy as he shot his load in my mouth and up over my face in my eyes and up my nose.
‘Good little slag’ the ringleader said to me, next time learn some respect and do as your told, sitting there with a pool of cum between my knees dripping down my thighs dripping from my open ass and young sperm dripping onto my smarting breasts running from my face, mixing with my tears. I looked up at him and his friend grinning down at me and feeling utterly disgusted with myself still shuddering from a massive orgasm making whimpering sounds I was ashamed as I met his eyes and said, ‘yes sir’, I covered my mouth as the words sipped out feeling my face blushing more than it already was. I felt another orgasm building in me, I masturbated myself, I could not help it and I came while they watched me, ‘Good little slag’ they both told me as I gasped in nervous exhaustion and shock sat in their cum. They gave my breasts a last slap then told me to clean myself up, then they left me alone in my total cum covered disgrace feeling worthless and dirty.
I locked the door as soon and they left and laid against it panting and sobbing a little, I was so humiliated not just with what had been done but the words that came out of my mouth and the way I had masturbated in front of them, I don’t know why I had done that it was just in the moment, I felt so ashamed at my dirty submissive words to them, I called the lad ‘Sir’ . made me feel so degraded. I realised as I thought more about it I was rubbing my wet pussy slit again and quickly stopped, giving myself a few hard slaps between my legs as self-punishment, it was either that or punch the wall, but my pussy was more deserving punishment, the way it had made me behave. After the slapping my pussy tingling and arousal settled down.
It took a few moments to collect myself, I stood in front of the Mirror and looked at myself, seeing a naked cum covered slut with running makeup looking back at me. I collected myself and cleaned my body, I put my bikini back on, luckily, I had been stripped so the sperm was not on the material. I fixed my eye liner and my hair, not easy with sperm in my locks. Finally I was presentable and my eyes less red, I made sure the red marks on my skin were just covered with so little material then after picking up courage went back to the barbecue. I was trying not to shake after what just happened and opened the door gingerly.
Once in the garden everyone was behaving as if nothing happened, well to be expected no one knew but for some reason I was expecting a reaction. My husband saw me and have me a hug and a pinch of my bum, I almost yelped but managed to keep it in. I wanted to tell him what had just happened nut didn’t know how, I felt so ashamed especially as this was the second time, how do I explain not just what happened but why I was silent about the first time. Especially when he was joking with the same lads who had done this to me, and I had to join in laughing, if only on the outside.
I noticed the lads looking at me, knowing they were talking about what they had just done to me, I felt very vulnerable and exposed in my bikini. Me and hubby kissed and carried on entertaining our guests. The party was going well for everyone, I found myself handing out burgers and hot dogs The two lads who had just had me one asked for a hot dog, he asked for extra sauce and said he wanted it to look like the inside of my anus, I blushed again and hung my head in shame, saying nothing.
That night I had sex with my husband, it hurt, and we did it with the lights off, I asked him to spank me and slap my breasts during sex, it was very hard to take, and I found it hard to cum for my husband despite how easily I had cum for the lads. The next morning my husband was very shocked at the marks on my breasts and bum, he was so sorry for what he had done to me, I couldn’t find the words to tell him that it was not really him who did all the red marks, I could not tell him when I was a dirty slag for two of my sons friends. At least I thought it was over, and they would lose interest in my older body, little did I know what soon I would be made into a true cum slut whore for the lads, and what had already happened was just a taste of what my pussy and Anus and the rest of my body would be put through. But thats another story.
The sexual comments and innuendos about my body were as before but a lot ruder, not just saying my legs were nice or I had a nice bum, but now as they had seen me naked, they mentioned how my small bare bum looked when I had been bent over the table and how red it became after a belting from 4 strong hands wielding the strap. Also the shape of my small breasts how my pink nipples looked after taking a stroke of the belt too and how soft they felt to squeeze play with and how they hang down and jiggle when was bent over and fucked hard from behind. The noises I made when I had been made to cum like a little whore. 3 of them had felt my tight pussy trying to resist their cocks as I had felt my orgasm while they used me, and one had felt how tight my anus was, as he loosened me up and came in my most private hole as my feeling of shame shuddered through me.
When alone even if just for a few moments they would slap my bum through my jeans, or if I wore a skirt feel my bum through my knickers. Sometimes grope my breasts through my top, I would ask them to stop but they would just laugh and tell me to shut up and that they knew I wanted it. It didn’t help that when this happened, I would get flashbacks to when they had stripped me naked, getting that rushing feeling when I took off my clothes and stood there nude but defiant in front of them knowing and feeling how helpless I had been. I may also have put myself in a position where I would be alone for a moment with them, just to see what they would do and secretly relished those moments of groping but it was still humiliating and I tried to keep away from them for the most part, I asked them to stop but they had clearly lost all respect for me as a woman, after they had used my like they had done. As time went on it wasn’t so bad and I tried to put it to the back of my mind and they stopped been so hands on and gropy, but the innuendos carried on, however I figured it was over with and I should just get on with life and leave it as a bad memory. I didn’t know how wrong I was.
It was a couple of months after that first time, Summer was not quite here but it was quite hot outside even in the shade. Not quite Monkeys armpit weather but certainly time for the beachwear to get unpacked. Then again in England two days without rain can be classed as an English summer. We were having a barbecue, first of the season, with everyone invited, Mine and my hubbys friends and their better halves, a few hangars on who seem to turn up to these events and no one knows who invited them and of course my son’s friends were there too.
As it was warm, and I was feeling quite naughty with my first summer living in the sunny south and been a Yorkshire lass as I am I couldn’t resist showing off my new Bikini. I had a wraparound skirt that went with it but my hubby and one of his friends kept pulling it off early on so I gave up and spent the day just in a bikini. I may have been the most under dressed girl there but maybe for the female friends of my son’s, but I think I was able to still get the attention as I looked pretty good at 34, with my size 8 figure, 34 B bust, although only just a B Cup, days long gone for me now I know, after my 3rd baby but one has to get over these things, nostalgia has its place don’t judge me. It was a Blue Bikini and tied with strings although a little too big for me as my husband bought it and he has no sense of scale. My little breasts as small they were 5 years ago fitted in well, but it was baggy about my little bum cheeks. Looking in the mirror before the party I did think I looked good.
The barbecue had got started everyone was there and I had done the rounds, the whole time I was walking around and chatting I had noticed the lads from before had been unable to take their eyes off me, made me feel like a doll the way they looked up and down my legs or just gazed at my bum or my breast under the think cloth of my bikini or just ran their eyes up and down my body. I Also observed them comparing me with the other girls in bikinis, beady predator eyes looking back and forth in succession between my small boobs and the girl with bigger ones filling her flowered bikini top, or observing my legs in comparison with others, but they always seemed to drift back to me. I felt quite flattered in fact despite what had happened before although I should add for clarity that they were not the only males at the party doing the same.
There was not much interaction with the lads at first, I had my bum pinched by one and the usual comments telling me boobs looked good or I had great legs. No accounting for taste, I guess. Then when I was handing out hot dogs by the side of the barbecue one of the lads, the first one I served, held the hotdog in the bun I gave him and mentioned looking down at it that that’s what my pussy was going to look like later with his cock in it. I was quite shocked despite my previous experience; it had been a while since one had been so rude. The ringleader was next and he gave me a dirty look, almost angry and asked me how I would like his hot dog in my mouth, and I can drink his sauce, I was ready for a comment like that and told him to get stuffed, to which he replied that my mouth would be a lot looser than my ass hole had been when he came in it. I admit that I felt an uncontrollable feeling inside and realised I was getting a little turned on but pushed the flashes in my mind and disgusted with myself more than him and feeling quite ashamed I used rude words to describe him, at which he told me I needed my mouth washing out. As he said this, he came around the end of the table and grabbed at my bum but I slapped his hand away and poked him in the belly with the tongs making him jump back. The feeling was great after what he had done to me before and as he made a rude comment and walked away, I felt so empowered, my feeling of sexual arousal became subdued, and I felt a confidence I had not felt since the four of them had used me. The next two were also rude but mostly concentrating how my tits looked nice and how better they would be out of my bikini top, I just told them to dream on and ignored them, not even bothering to serve them. My head was in the clouds after that. I was able to shrug this off quite easily as I knew with so many people, I was safe and been dirty mouthed was how they were anyway.
The party carried on and I was having a lot of fun and managed to put the lads out of my mind. Things changed a while later; I had gone into the house to get more plates and sausages and some more of those disgusting veggie burgers made of fungus mould made to look like real food that people seem to like to eat. I had bending over in the fridge when a firm hand slapped my tight bum cheeks, it smarted and I rose quickly to berate the offending hand thinking it was my husband or his ‘special’ friend to meet the eyes of the ringleader and one of the other lands, I also saw I was alone at that moment in the kitchen with them. I was about to get mouthy, but he grabbed my hand and told me it was time I got my mouth washed out. I tried to pull away, but he picked me up and carried me into the downstairs bathroom only a few steps away, my cry for help was unnoticed as the music and laughing in the garden was drowning out my voice. They pulled me into the bathroom and shut the door locking it, leaving me alone with them both in the small room.
The ringleader stood behind me with ne hand holding my wrists together and the other over me mouth, he was so tall and strong. The other land asked me what he had said about my tits, I looked at him pleading with my eyes, but he just grinned and pulled down my bikini top, I felt very vulnerable with bare breasts in the he tiny room with them, rubbed my bare nipples they squeezed my breast hard, then he took each of my nipples in his fingers and with an evil, grin he twisted hard. It was like an electric jolt to each of my small nipples, he then gave each a slap hard, I jumped with each slap, he liked my reaction and gave me a number of more slaps making my little boobs flop from side to side as he hit them. The ringleader then turned me and bent me over the sink, he clasped my hands to the tap and kept my mouth covered while he ordered my breast abuser to teach me a proper lesson.
I tried to struggle but was unable to brake the hold, I was helpless as the strings to my bikini were pulled and my bikini bottoms dropped to the floor, exposing my small pale bum to the other lads cock. My hips were grabbed and he slapped my bum hard the I felt his cock rock hard push its wat into me, to my shame I was wet, very wet at this point, I closed my eyes so I could not see myself in the mirror as I felt his short bulbous cock end push its way tonto me, and he began to thrust hard. I panted through the firm hand on my mouth, and I tensed with each thrust into my body. The ringleader asked if I was tight and his friend said I was, he slapped my back and top of my bum ordering me to loosen up while his friend pounded me from behind and slapped my thighs, ordering me to loosen up, it took effort, but I relaxed and let him in me, taking his full cock deep into me with each thrust.
I had no control as after about two minutes I came for his cock, they could both tell, laughing at me and how much I wanted it, and the ringleader said ‘She is enjoying it too much’. Take her arse he ordered. To my shock the cock pulled out of me and pushed against my tight rear hole, Relax they told me, my bum was so tight I was too stressed to relax myself, the one pushing in reached under me grabbing my little hanging breasts and grabbed them hard crushing my soft skin of my breast. I forced myself to relax and his fat cock, lubricated by my own cum slid forcefully into me, I could not help trying to fight it as my anus tensed but he took my tight anus so hard shooting hot sperm right into my back resisting passage. He pulled out of me and cum slid down my leg.
Next time you loosen up I was told, as the ringleader have my bum cheeks a hard slapping, until I begged him to stop. Then turned me to face him, ‘Next time do as your told you dirty slag’. Pushing me to my knees he grabbed my hair and presented his long pale white heavily veined cock. I tried to keep my mouth closed and turn away but he chocked me making me open my mouth and fed me his cock. He ordered me to suck it and make it good, feeling disgraced and humiliated I did as he said, closing my eyes I locked the end of his cock, sucking and licking it as I do my husband, sucking him off like a total whore. As I did I masturbated myself, they both laughed at me as I rubbed my pussy and sucked on the cock that in my last encounter had taken my anus like his friend had just done. He ordered me to open my eyes and look up at him, as I did the feeling of humiliation washed over me and I came, my orgasm shuddering through my body as I sucked on his cock while I whimpered in ecstasy as he shot his load in my mouth and up over my face in my eyes and up my nose.
‘Good little slag’ the ringleader said to me, next time learn some respect and do as your told, sitting there with a pool of cum between my knees dripping down my thighs dripping from my open ass and young sperm dripping onto my smarting breasts running from my face, mixing with my tears. I looked up at him and his friend grinning down at me and feeling utterly disgusted with myself still shuddering from a massive orgasm making whimpering sounds I was ashamed as I met his eyes and said, ‘yes sir’, I covered my mouth as the words sipped out feeling my face blushing more than it already was. I felt another orgasm building in me, I masturbated myself, I could not help it and I came while they watched me, ‘Good little slag’ they both told me as I gasped in nervous exhaustion and shock sat in their cum. They gave my breasts a last slap then told me to clean myself up, then they left me alone in my total cum covered disgrace feeling worthless and dirty.
I locked the door as soon and they left and laid against it panting and sobbing a little, I was so humiliated not just with what had been done but the words that came out of my mouth and the way I had masturbated in front of them, I don’t know why I had done that it was just in the moment, I felt so ashamed at my dirty submissive words to them, I called the lad ‘Sir’ . made me feel so degraded. I realised as I thought more about it I was rubbing my wet pussy slit again and quickly stopped, giving myself a few hard slaps between my legs as self-punishment, it was either that or punch the wall, but my pussy was more deserving punishment, the way it had made me behave. After the slapping my pussy tingling and arousal settled down.
It took a few moments to collect myself, I stood in front of the Mirror and looked at myself, seeing a naked cum covered slut with running makeup looking back at me. I collected myself and cleaned my body, I put my bikini back on, luckily, I had been stripped so the sperm was not on the material. I fixed my eye liner and my hair, not easy with sperm in my locks. Finally I was presentable and my eyes less red, I made sure the red marks on my skin were just covered with so little material then after picking up courage went back to the barbecue. I was trying not to shake after what just happened and opened the door gingerly.
Once in the garden everyone was behaving as if nothing happened, well to be expected no one knew but for some reason I was expecting a reaction. My husband saw me and have me a hug and a pinch of my bum, I almost yelped but managed to keep it in. I wanted to tell him what had just happened nut didn’t know how, I felt so ashamed especially as this was the second time, how do I explain not just what happened but why I was silent about the first time. Especially when he was joking with the same lads who had done this to me, and I had to join in laughing, if only on the outside.
I noticed the lads looking at me, knowing they were talking about what they had just done to me, I felt very vulnerable and exposed in my bikini. Me and hubby kissed and carried on entertaining our guests. The party was going well for everyone, I found myself handing out burgers and hot dogs The two lads who had just had me one asked for a hot dog, he asked for extra sauce and said he wanted it to look like the inside of my anus, I blushed again and hung my head in shame, saying nothing.
That night I had sex with my husband, it hurt, and we did it with the lights off, I asked him to spank me and slap my breasts during sex, it was very hard to take, and I found it hard to cum for my husband despite how easily I had cum for the lads. The next morning my husband was very shocked at the marks on my breasts and bum, he was so sorry for what he had done to me, I couldn’t find the words to tell him that it was not really him who did all the red marks, I could not tell him when I was a dirty slag for two of my sons friends. At least I thought it was over, and they would lose interest in my older body, little did I know what soon I would be made into a true cum slut whore for the lads, and what had already happened was just a taste of what my pussy and Anus and the rest of my body would be put through. But thats another story.
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