It was three days before Tony was able to talk Leslie into seeing him again. Over the next two weeks she met with him half a dozen times before she agreed to let Jeff back into the act. When that happened she experienced her first double penetration and watching it made me so hot that I fucked Sylvia so hard that she asked me to take it easy. The fourth week she didn’t argue when a third man was added and I watched as the three men did things with Leslie that I would have thought impossible. At one time she had all three of them in her and it drove her wild. That night she didn’t fuck them to a standstill, they wore her out. Surprisingly, given the fact that the three men had left her looking like a rag doll, Leslie still wanted my cock when she got home. She did two more nights with the three guys and then she stopped seeing Tony again.
During the same period I was seeing Sylvia on a regular basis and still doing my best to keep up with Leslie’s demands, which had slowed down some now that she was fucked by three other guys. Once she stopped seeing Tony again I had to try to pick up the slack and I was starting to have some serious doubts about my ability. It was three weeks before Tony talked her into coming back and on her second night they brought in a fourth man. I watched through the mirror as the four men did all the things that four men could do to a woman, but for some reason it didn’t turn me on. It was just too repetitious and with all those bodies around it was difficult for me to even see Leslie and it was seeing her, I realized, that was the turn on. When they were done Leslie was left lying limp on the bed, a cum covered mess, and I wondered if she would be able to get home on her own. Sylvia read my thoughts and told me to go on home and that she would take care of Leslie.
About an hour after I got home Sylvia came in with Leslie and Leslie gave me a rueful smile and said “They did me good tonight baby. I’m going to soak in the tub and let Sylvia tell you all about it. Besides, she likes the price you pay for information.” I woke up with the two women in bed with me, but Leslie begged off and let Sylvia do the honors. Over breakfast I asked Leslie if she was going to keep on. “Last night you were pretty whipped and that was only four guys. How are you going to be able to do a gangbang with six or seven guys there? Maybe it’s time to end this little adventure.”
Leslie shook her head, “I want to do it at least once. I may have to be carried home, but I do want the experience.”
That night Leslie stayed home and we made slow leisurely love several times over the course of the evening and talked a lot about where we were heading. Specifically, about whether she was going to be able to remain a one woman man after her interlude with Tony was over.
“I don’t know?” she said, “Are you going to want me too?” I didn’t have an answer for her.
The following morning I got a call from Sylvia telling me that the gangbang was on for that night, “Make sure you don’t miss this one sugar.”
I told her that I would be there in plenty of time to pay the admission change and she said, “Sorry sugar, I can’t do that anymore” and she told me that she had started seeing a guy and she liked him a lot. “I can’t start out our relationship by having a guy on the side. I’ll miss it sugar, but maybe I can teach him to do it.”
Ten minutes later Leslie called, “Tony just asked me if I would mind if he brought several friends over tonight. When I asked how many he said seven. I may be really late tonight baby, so don’t wait up.”
That night I was in Sylvia’s room waiting when Tony and Leslie came through the bedroom door. They undressed each other, got on the bed and went right to fucking. Five minutes later Jeff and two other guys came in and within minutes Leslie was triple penetrated and while she fought to do justice to the three cocks in her three more guys came in. I had my cock out and I was stroking myself when Sylvia said, “Here, let me do that” and she took my cock in her hand and began giving me a hand job. I started to say “What about your new boyfriend” when she cut me off. “See that tall asshole that came in with the last bunch? That’s the guy I was going to be true to.” She moved in front of me and bent over the dresser, “Fuck me sugar. You might as well get it because he sure ain’t.”
On the bed Leslie had three cocks in her and she was facing the mirror. I know it wasn’t really happening, but it looked like she was looking right into my eyes and then Sylvia said, “I told her about the mirror this morning.”
For the next three hours I never left the mirror as black cock after black cock sank into my wife’s every opening and through out the whole affair Leslie managed to have her body in a position where she could look in the mirror and I know it may sound strange, but it felt like we were sharing the experience. When the seven guys were done with her she was lying on the bed totally spent. I’m not even sure that she was aware of the last man who fucked her. In fact, it was a good bet that she wouldn’t be able to get up off the bed and make it home. I was stuck in Sylvia’s room until the last guy left the apartment, and Tony climbed into bed next to Leslie and turned out the light. Not that being stuck in Sylvia’s room was a bad thing. It was nine o’clock the next morning, a Saturday, before Leslie got home. She was helped in the front door by Sylvia, “Would have gotten her home sooner, but Tony had to fuck her a couple of times when they woke up.”
Leslie said, “Sorry baby, I’ve got to go soak in a hot tub so I asked Sylvia to come home with me and take care of you.”
That was not the last of Leslie’s gangbangs, but she did tell Tony that she would only do one every two weeks or so. For the next year she limited her meetings with Tony and his friends to two and sometimes three times a week. Sylvia eventually met a guy that she liked and I stopped going over to her place to watch Leslie, but Leslie always told me, in detail, what had happened when she got home and made “cleansing love” with me. I did video several of her sessions with through the mirror and I watch them at home when she is on one of her nights out. Tony never did get tired of Leslie, but she did eventually get tired of him.
There followed a three-month period when the only cock that entered her was mine. During the next three months Leslie had a few affairs, the most memorable being with the guy who had fucked her on the hood of his car at the party. He liked fucking in semi public places where there was a chance of being seen by passersby and it turned out that it turned Leslie on too. He started to get possessive and Leslie dropped him. She had several very brief affairs with a couple of white guys, but they didn’t seem to do much for her. “It’s the taboo thing I guess” is what she said. Not to say that our marriage got boring without a bunch of black cocks chasing after her – she still tried to fuck me to death five or six times a week. Then last night she told me that Sylvia had broken up with her boyfriend and had called and asked if Leslie would like to go “out on the prowl” with her and look for some “fresh meat.” Leslie asked me if I would mind and I said no, but I laid a condition on her and that’s why I am now in my bedroom closet watching a shiny black cock fucking her lily white body. As an added bonus, I’m watching another black cock fucking Sylvia who is lying on the bed next to Leslie. Both girls know I’m in the closet watching and I know that I am going to have a great time when I come out. I just hope that Leslie likes going out on the prowl with Sylvia because I definitely like being in the closet watching.