Robyn's First Gang Bang

She knew Neil would be leaving for a few hours. He was going to go relax, walk the beach and hit up a coffee shop.

She was staying put, remaining at home to get cleaned up and prepared. Robyn had long been a good, happy and loyal Cuckquean. She's shared her husband with many women hungry for his touch and, most often, his seed.

Robyn was secretly hoping Neil might find someone at the coffee shop to breed. Some young 20-something with a tiny build, someone Neil could break in half. He loved that sort of dominance.

Robyn wanted to taste her off of Neils manhood whenever he came home. She was wet thinking about another women filled with Neil's cum.

Robyn started thinking about what was ahead. Neil had instructed her to wear a blindfold. She decided to use this opportunity to write instructions and degrading messages all over her body.

Robyn couldn't believe it but honestly, deep down, she was trying to pretend like she wasn't soaking wet thinking of being taken by multiple hard cocks.

She's always always been happy and satisfied with Neil. His touch, his love, his cock. She loved his cock and how he worked it.

He was amazing with his tongue too, she loved to lay back and have him take her with his mouth. She even had the courage to share with him how she actually loves having her bum devoured as well.

Neil was thrilled to eat her ass and she loved that.

She was fine staying home while Neil played.

It was Neil who brought it up. Robyn was talking and acting in her usual way, oblivious to the sexual energy and attraction vibrating from her body.

Tight black leggings sculpted Robyn's thick and wide hips. Her ass was round and a handful, it jiggled in all the very best ways. Sometimes she wore just a thong and sweatpants. She'd work that thong up tight around her pussy and asshole. The sides of the thong would rise high on both hips, perfectly framing her ass and drawing attention to where she wanted Neil's face.

She knew Neil loved her dressed like that. She loved his eyes on her.

Yet, she did not see herself as sexy. Certainly not someone who random guys might be interested in approaching. She was a mom and a wife and that was her life. Guys didn't see her that way, she didn't see herself that way and Neil knew it.

So Neil started planning. It wasn't hard, he knew it wouldn't be, after a few posts and DM's Neil had it arranged.

That's how Robyn found herself blindfolded, written on, dressed like an absolute whore and ready to be fully used by whatever her husband had arranged.

She had decided, while getting dressed, that this would be the sluttiest moment of her life. She would enjoy it, she would let herself enjoy being desired and taken and breed. She would not only say yes, she would be loud and beg for exactly the things she wanted.

She decided to beg for things she wasn't sure she wanted either - she wanted the pressure and excitement of being used and degraded in new ways. She was determined to finish with a story to tell Neil that would make his cock hard for years.

She was ready.

Then she heard the door open.

Immediately her pussy began to flood. Her nipples hardened. Maybe she wouldn't tell Neil how excited she clearly was. Her wetness was surprising to her.

The guys got closer and she could smell them. They stopped talking and took her in. She looked like a very worthy women, ready to be gang banged like a whore.

The first guy took his cock out right away, it found her mouth quickly. It was like Neil's, same size. Kirsten relaxed but was also disappointed. She had to admit, the idea of being stretched out was a big reason she was so wet.

It wasn't long before a hand grabbed her arm and guided her left hand towards another cock.

With a cock in her mouth she almost flooded on the floor after putting her hand around this other man's giant meat stick.

She had never touched a cock like that in her life. Her pussy caught fire with anticipation of the stretching headed her way.

The two men were pretty hard, they kept grabbing Kirsten's body, rubbing her chest and reaching down for her pussy while she worked one cock in her mouth and the other in her hand.

She felt the tongue on her thighs first. Followed by the hair of a large beard and finally the squirming pleasure of a fat tongue finding her throbbing clit.

That's when it hit her - she was pleasuring two men while a third ate her pussy. She started moaning to the rhythm of his tongue. She grind against his mouth and worked the cock in her mouth and the big one in her hand.

The man with the big cock, she was already calling him Daddy in her mind, was the first one to speak.

He got very close to her ear and whispered.

'You're a stunning whore. Your hips, Jesus, it's like they were meant to carry my babies. When I'm done with you you're gonna forget your own husbands name. He's gonna fuck you and you won't even realize it. You'll dream of me at night just like I'm going to dream of that ass arched up for Daddy.

Now take my meat sick in your mouth.

She was shocked.

Without thinking she was immediately attempting to put that fat dick in her mouth. Just trying made her moan and gush. She gagged on the monster cock while thinking about how hard he already was. She arched her back and begged him to call her a whore.

He did.

Her pussy got more wet and his cock got harder - she finally understood what Neil had been trying to teach her - this man was rock hard thinking of her pussy, her ass, her face and hair and nails and lingerie. Her mouth around him. She was an object all these men wanted.

Then he spit in her face.

It was shocking.

Neil had said it was kind of hot once but no one had ever spit in her face. She was angry. She started to complain when Daddy took his big hand and covered her mouth and nose. She couldn't breathe.

When she was almost out of breath he relented. As she gasped for air she was proud of herself. She could take it. She was a good whore.

Then he spit on her again. She begin to talk back when daddy grabbed her hair and pulled her off her knees. She was tiny against his strength. She loved that. Neil did that sometimes too and it always turned her on.

Pulling her close, wrapping both his arms around her chest from behind she could feel his massive cock spreading the crack of her ass.

'He leaned in and whispered: baby you are a goddess who's never been treated the way a whore likes to be treated. When I spit on your face the response is thank you daddy.

Watch your tone with me, I've got no problem putting you on your knees, taking my cock out and letting you sit under my golden stream. I'll fill your hair with my piss, your tits and ass too.'

Without thinking, almost out of her own body, she heard herself saying 'I'll do anything you want, anything Daddy. Make me wear your piss today Daddy - my husband would never piss on me and I want to be completely used and degraded.'

That was it.

She lost complete control after saying that to daddy. In a moment her bearded man was out from under her and his tounge was replaced by the tip of what Robyn could tell was a thick meaty and veiny cock.

A giant cock in her mouth, spit running down her face and chest while jerking another prick in her hand and a girthy monster at her pussy opening was too much.

Robyn's eyes rolled back in her head as he entered her.

Neil was the furthest thing from her mind and she loved it.

With a giant cock stretching out her pussy she looked up at Daddy, taking his cock from her mouth while spit and saliva dripped on her chin and chest.

He looked down at her.

'Daddy, let me eat your ass and jerk your cock while this monster breaks in my pussy for you.'

She thought of her husband sitting in the coffee shop flirting with the barista. He would be so proud of her, so happy for her.

She couldn't wait to tell him.

She couldn't wait to service all those men and wear their cum until Neil came home to hear about it.

Yeah, she'd be a swollen and maybe pregnant whore but Neil always knew how to take care of her.

She felt the beards thick head expand before his rush of babies filled her pussy, she started cuming immediately at the feeling and the thought of what was being done to her body.

She loved it. She could honestly say she loved it.

And she was just getting started.