Holiday break

James poured four glasses, almost to the brim, and after handing the glasses
out, first to his wife and then the over to the other two men. The man called
John, butt in saying,

"To your lovely wife", raising his glass in a toast fashion. The dark stranger
immediately followed suite and James noticed his own wife almost blushing at the
attention. James knocked back the drink in a single gulp, as did the two other
men. Becky sipped down about half before coughing loudly saying,

"I'm not used to this strong stuff,"
but she still manage the class. James filled up for another round, wanting the
alcohol to ease the situation. Again the drinks were knocked back.

The stranger didn't waste any time as he got up and manoeuvred himself around
the coffee table. He seated himself down next to Becky, simultaneously brushing
her hair behind her left ear.
He looked her deep in the eye and said,
You want this don't you?" Becky just blushed again and James didn't know if she
was just acting or was really interested. The man simply slipped his hand
between the openings of her sleeping gown. He roughthly grouped her breasts
starering deeply into her eyes the whole time. Without a word, he swept the fine
material of her dressing gown over her right shoulder, immediately revealing her
right breast. The nipple stood to attention in the cool night air and the
stranger went down to suck on its sweetness. His hand slid down once more over
her perspiring body and easily glided between her moist shaven lips. Becky, with
a little apprehension, opened her legs slightly. The Stranger must have noticed
this slight resistance because he immediately ripped open her gown and pushed
her knees apart. He fell to his knees between her legs and in one swift
movement, grabbed her legs and pulled her down to the edge of the couch. Becky's
leg formed a vertical V-shape in the air, her hole almost stretched open. The
man dived between them running his toungh the entire length of her lips
savouring the taste of its freshness.

James sat in an almost state of shock. He was sitting no more than two feet away
from his wife, who had a mans tong grouping between her legs. James was in an
emotional turmoil. Again the mix of jealousy and erotic turn-on blew his mind.
Above all, it was the abruptness and roughness of the way his wife was again
being taken. He knew immediately that he was loosing control.

Becky was beginning to enjoy the attention to her pussy. Although only a couple
of minutes had gone by she was already nearing orgasm. The stranger realised
this immediately and looked up at her with his now, typical grin, adorned across
his face. His body stretched upwards and he started unbuckling his belt. He
placed his throbbing manhood to the entrance of Becky's opening but stopped to
look over his shoulder to his friend John, and said,

"You ready with the camera?"

John got up and walked around the table until he found a good position to film.
He pulled from his jacket a minni digital camcorder and raised it to his eye.
James immediately started to protest but the stranger just cut him short by
saying,

"Shut up James, you know the deal... We do what we want for one night."

Becky looked across at James and with a kindly smile said,

"Its ok James, lets just get this night behind us."

The stranger smiled again as he cheekily said,

"Ok John, roll camera!"
At this he thrust the entire length of his dick into her. Becky let out a shriek
and tried to hold him back with little effect. The man power-fucked her like a
rabbit. His unprotected cock rammed its way into the tightness of her pussy.
However, at every thrust her pussy was loosening as her juices began to flow.
She could feel her orgasm approaching and she wondered if James noticed how
quickly it was happening. A thought crossed her mind; she didn't want James to
think she was enjoying herself too much. She loved him too much to allow him to
think that and so she started to resist the inevitable. Weakly pushing the man
back, obviously with little effect. She quickly surrendered any further attempts
and relaxed to the enjoyment. She started pushing her body fowards, hightening
every thrust that entered her.

James could only sit there stareing at the point at which this stranger's body
joined to his beautiful wife's. But James realised that the same erotic feeling
was affecting him again. He quickly crossed his legs in an attempt to hide his
errection.

The lovemaking went on for quite some time. James broke his gaze from his wife
to look at the clock. Twenty minutes had past. Becky, with her eyes closed, was
again falling for that bare-back feeling inside her. The stranger was beginning
to grunt out his satifaction louder now saying

"Ok bitch, you ready for another load?"

At this he started pulsating inside Becky, moaning out loud. He pushed forwards
feeling her cervic exspand around the head of his cock. As soon as he had
finished, he looked over his shoulder at John and said,

"Ok, make sure you get a close-up as I pull my cock out."

He did so, zooming in with the camera, as some of the sperm trickyled out of her
gapping hole. Becky lay there dazed, as if on drugs.
"Doesn't she look cute" said John, as he focused the camera on every detail. "Ok
my turn." He handed the camera to his friend , his grin widened as he gazed at
Becky's sweaty body. He sat down next to her and without hesitation gave her a
french kiss. He probed his way slowly down her body, kissing and sucking her
kneck, savouring the tast. He had already unbuckled his belt and raising his
body over Becky's, let his manhood flop out. It fell only inches away from
Becky's Mouth and she instinctively wraped her lips around it. Inside her mouth
she flicked her tounge along the inner side. John groaned out loud, and thought
to himself,
"she was experienced at this sort of thing."
Becky carried on, profesionaly giving the man a blow job. Occasionally pulling
her head back to lick the droplets of pre-come at its tip. She secretly loved
the tast of a man, and now that she was aroused, was trying her best to suck him
dry.

James was horny now. He had subtly shifted himself into a postion to get a
better view. He was resisting the temptation to wank himself off. But as the
lovemaking session continued with his dear wife, he was also letting himself go.
James was now excepting the situation and beginning to enjoy this mad erotic
fantasy, come true. He could resist no longer and alowed his hand to slip down
between the folds of his dressing gown. Becky noticed immediately, smiled at
james and breaking off the blow-job, for a few seconds, said,

"let me do that darling",

She started wanking him off but simultaneously returned to her attempts at deep-
throuhting John.

John without warning arched his body back, allowing his penis to plop out. He
quickly manuvoured himself between her legs and rammed his member home. He acted
like a plunger inside her pussy, as he sloped around inside her sticky love-
tube.
Becky's body was very quickly trembling as the second man pounded her fragile
Body. She was getting very close to orgasm and had reached the stage of
completely letting go.
It wasn't long before John felt a twinge in his scrotum. His six-pack stomouch
muscles began to tremble at the lower abdomen. He was very close to exploding.
He pulled back and with that now infamous smile said,

"Not yet baby. We've got to do some artwork first"

He smiled down at the tattoo set, and looking back at Becky said
"What would you like me to write?" He peered over at James to catch his
response, but James was preoccupied with the hand-job he was receiving from his
wife. Becky just lay back with her eyes closed, almost in a world of her own.
Her head dizzy from the sex and alcohol. She could only murmer out,

"What ever you want, just get back to my pussy..."

"and where would you like me to write it?" Said John, retoricaly. There was no
response until the dark stranger butt in, and said in his usual rought manner,
"over her shaven pussy, put- slut for any cock. Then draw a little arrow down to
her pussy." He continued with his nasty ideas which included, "Baby maker hole",
"spunk receiver" or even "sperm bank." At this last one James snaped out of his
semi comma, realising only now, what was going on. He started protesting but was
cut short by his own wife, who just said,

"let them mark me for what I am, James!"

The dark stranger just held out his hand, walked over to James and whispered in
his ear. He wispered so quietly that Becky could not hear a word. He said,

"Don't worry James. Its not a permenant tattoo, it will be gone in three months.
Just testing how far your little lady will go."

James let out a sigh of relife as the stranger winked at him and returned to
filming the action. John started the battery operated device, drawing a red
heart just above her pussy. With black ink,he then wrote inside the heart:

SLUT FOR A NIGHT, followed by the date and his signiture. He turned to the other
man and said,

"hey you wanna sign too?"

"I think I already did, with all that baby making juice inside her!" He laughed.
"Ok, well in that case, said John, let me sign her again, with my load."

In a swift move, his muscular arms grabed hold of Becky and fliped her over. He
did this in such a way that she was now facing her husband, perched in doggy
style. For a moment she was taken aback by this sudden movement, but before she
could respond, John was already ramming her Pussy from behind. Becky soon
relaxed to this new position, realising that her lips were only inches away from
her husbands manhood. She imediately went down on him, deep-throughting him to
the hilt. The dark stranger moved to a better spot and like a proffesional
camera man, took in every detail.

At this point, James had as much control over the body, as he had over this
situation. It didn't take long for him to blow his load into Becky's mouth.
Becky swallowed every pulse and found time to look up at her man, giving him a
cheeky grin.
John was however, still not finnished ramming her now swollen pussy. It took
another full hour untill James could watch his wife being pumped full of another
unprotected load. The sperm now flooding her lower abdomen as John finnaly
pulled his limp dick out.

"Well thats a wrap," said the dark stanger as he turned off the video recorder.
"The guys at the club should be very impressed with this one. hell, we're gonna
have to get a wide screen TV to show it." both men laught out loud.
"Yeah, and don't forget to put it out on the web!" said John.
The two men had cleared up their things and had started walking towards the
door, oblivious of james and Becky. As they went, they discussed the best
methods of spreading the film online. They would have walked out of the door if
James hadn't called out,
"Wait,... aren't you fergetting something guys?" They turned around to face
James.

"oh yes, there was that little something,"

said the dark stranger smiling. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out
the pack of minni-pills. He looked at his friend, John, and said,

"What do you recon, shall we give them back?"

James had an immediate shocked look frozen across his face. Both men laughted
out loud again.

"Only joking James," as the dark stranger threw the packet over to James. They
landed open on the coffee table.

"Have fun, we'll be seeing you" said the men as they walked out of the house.

The night had finally came to a close. Becky lay almost wasted adorned over the
couch. She started to return to her normal state, just in time to aknowledge the
two strangers leaving. She sat upright on the couch and took another gulp of her
drink. Some sperm was leeking from her pussy but she made no attempt to sqeez it
out. Instead she lifted her feet onto the coffee table leaning back into the
couch. James was the first to speek,

"Becky, I really love you dispite or even because of what has happened. You have
made my wildest fantasy come true."

Becky looked down at the pack of minni-pills on the table and then looked up at
James. That cheeky grin of hers slowly widened itself across her face, as she
said,

"James, do you really want me to carry on taking these pills?...I love you too,
the decision is yours!"

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Fact I picked up from a medical web page, while doing some research for this
story:
The chances, that a child born to a married couple was deliberately concieved,
is 3-5.

Well, this story has taken me a little longer then I expected. Any feedback is
welcome but please keep any criticism constructive.
E-mail: coitus-interruptus@bluewin.ch