My wife was a stripper at a more up-market club in the city center and she pulled in a pretty decent wage from it too, especially the nights when she was working the VIP suite or “Luxury Room” as they called it which was generally paid for by stag parties, wealthy city-businessmen or the occasional football player.
I never asked too many questions about her work, Mel liked that her home life and work were separate but she would sometimes need to vent about her job, as we all sometimes do, so I would hear about the odd particularly sleazy client or guy that was just that bit too drunk. After her rant she would always make herself feel better by thinking of all the additional things we have or can do with that extra money.
The end of the day couldn’t come quickly enough I just wanted to know what my wife was going to say. As the day passed I hoped that she wouldn’t be offended or pissed off that I was crossing the work-home boundary that she had created. My questioning was soon put to rest as it reached five o’clock, I looked at my phone to see a text from Mel.
‘Are you sure you want the full VIP treatment for you and your friends?’
‘Yes. I want to give Brian a proper stag’s send-off plus I would love to see dance.’ I replied.
‘Okay then… but the full VIP?’ she asked again.
A little confused I responded, ‘Yes he is a good friend and always has been and he thinks you’re pretty hot, in fact all my friends do!’
‘Okay then great. They are usually pretty costly but I’ll waive that for you guys. So it’ll just be the hire out cost which goes to my work.’
We went on to discuss the finer details such as the time that she would start and what she was going to wear, or at least start off wearing. I threw my phone to the passenger seat and started my car, the whole journey home I could not stop thinking about how hot it was going to be to see my wife performing for us.
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The guys arrived around seven knowing nothing of what I had planned other than that there was going to be a surprise. We all went upstairs to the living room to spend our evening drinking and playing poker. We each chucked in £50 in a winner takes all tournament, it was then that I thought I’d introduce our waitress for the evening. I called on Melony (her stage name) to come up, the guys looked at me all clearly thinking, ‘I thought this was a lads’ night?’
Their expressions soon changed when Melony emerged one step at a time. She looked stunning in her matching red lingerie set I had asked her to wear. Each step revealed more of her outfit, firstly a tight fitting and strapless corset which showed off and improved her already amazing figure and left her toned arms bare. A matching lace red thong barely covering her neatly trimmed pussy came next. This was followed by stockings, held up by straps attached to the bottom of her corset and finally glossy red heels with bows on them which added to her cute persona. She wore minimal make up because she didn’t really need it and her hair was shoulder length and wavy.
“Hey guys. Congratulations, Brian. I’m here to serve you guys’ food and drinks tonight. So just let me know anything that you need. I’m all yours.” she said with a smile and a wink. The guys exchanged approving nods with each other and myself.
We played on for a while, must have been a few hours until we were down to the final hand, which Brian went all in and won with a full house which none of us were too bothered as he needed the money more than we did this weekend.
The drinks flowed and the music played on, we spoke and laughed like we hadn’t seen each other for years. As the night continued on Melony continued to serve us and teased us with her hot body, the music continued and midnight arrived. Melony climbed up onto the poker table and began to dance for us. Her hips swayed in time with the music as we all looked up at her, every one of us grinning like horny teenagers. After the first song I was rock solid, watching my wife dance for my friends was so hot, I’d never thought of her like this, despite that she did this for a living, maybe it’s because we were together before she became a stripper.
Melony reached behind her back as the second song began. She skilfully undid the bows and clasps at the back of her corset. It sprang loose revealing her pale and sexy body and her small, pink, pierced nipples atop her firm and perky tits. The corset landed in Brian’s lap and I watched for his reaction, he must have been just on the right side of drunk that he skipped being pissed off at me for tricking him into seeing a stripper and went straight to encouraging her and telling her how good she looks.
The music continued as Melony got down on all fours on the table. She threw her head back and arched her back pushing her tits out towards Carl’s face. To say Carl was sexually conservative would be a damn lie. He is the dirtiest horniest guy I’ve ever met whose notches on the bed post must be into triple digits. He was pretty tall at six two and he had dark hair and a well-kept beard, an all-round good looking guy. Melony rolled herself over on the table and hung her head over the edge of the table into Carl’s lap, still moving to the music her tits bounced and allured Carl’s hands, but just before he could grip them she moved away teasing him.
Next she crawled to the other side of the table to Jamie. Jamie was a nice guy, not particularly good looking but had the charm to get just as many people into bed as Carl, I say people because he is bisexual and annoyingly good with both sexes. Melony lowered herself onto him and wrapped her legs around his waist, pinning his arms to his side, to support herself. He played along and struggled to free himself but that just made her grip tighter. Her hands caressed his face and from the way she was sat she must have been able to feel his hard cock through his trousers and her underwear.
Melony then turned her head to me and began to loosen her grip on Jamie. She twisted her top half round and placed her hands on the floor and swung her legs up and over Jamie and laid them across my lap, presenting her ass to me, her thong hidden between her tight, round ass. I gave it a playful slap, because I’m her husband and I can touch her. She then split her legs either side of me and pushed her tits together and pressed them against my face, I held her close to me and nestled my head between her amazing tits. Melony then did something which confused me, she leaned in towards me and whispered, “The full VIP.”
Melony slipped away from me and onto the floor and settled at Brian’s feet, slowly reaching to his waist and going straight for his belt. I watched in disbelief as my wife removed my friend’s trousers and freed his erect cock. Her eyes widened at the size of the cock presented in front of her. It must have been around nine inches long, but not quite as thick as mine. She grabbed the base of his sizable cock and began to stroke his shaft then lunged forward and enveloped the now revealed head of his cock.
I’m not sure what I was more disgusted by: the fact that my wife was sucking on my friends cock right in front of my eyes; the fact that my friend was doing nothing to stop this, in fact he was enjoying it, running his fingers through her hair; or the fact that I really should have enquired as to what exactly my wife did to earn as much money as she did performing these VIP shows at her work. I pushed my chair back and stood up ready to leave, it was then that it hit me, I was harder than I had ever been. I was so aroused. Melony had released Brian’s cock and was staring up at me, her eyes locked in mine, and she looked almost fearful until I reached for my belt and dropped my jeans. A big grin spread across her face as she realised my acceptance of her job and what she was doing for us tonight. I removed my underwear and revealed my thick, throbbing eight inches and then sat back down to enjoy the sight. My wife reached out and started to stroke me whilst stull sucking on Brian’s cock, this prompted the other two guys to undress to get a piece of my slut wife.
Melony’s mouth left Brains cock and she stopped stroking mine. She jumped to her feet and went to leave the room, “Be undressed by the time a get back.” she demanded.
We all exchanged a look of astonishment, “This the best stag I’ve ever been to, thanks man.” Brain smiled.
Melony returned completely naked apart from her red high heels carrying a bottle of baby oil. She stood in the center of all of us and squeezed the bottle all over herself making sure to coat every inch of her, slathering it all over her tits and then moved onto ensuring her pussy and ass were well covered. Melony pushed me towards the poker table and laid me down on it, Melony then climbed over me and squatted down pressing my cock to her tight asshole. She used her free hand to work my cock in circles, slowly easing me into her sweet ass. When I was completely inside her she let out a loud exhale and squeal of arousal. Before moving she motioned for one of the other guys to come and fuck her neatly trimmed and slippery pussy. Brian stepped up between her legs and slowly slipped his full nine inches inside my wife. I felt his cock inside her, pressing against mine. She moaned loudly as he did this which made my cock jump inside her which forced her to moan even louder.
Melony then slung her head over the other side of the table and came face to face with Carl’s cock. She opened her mouth as wide as she could to allow his large cock into her mouth. She reached around him grabbing his ass, pulling him in closer forcing his cock down her throat, there was some gagging but that soon subsided. With all of her holes filled and a look of ecstasy on her face she reached for Jamie to stroke his cock.
Her hand began working on Jamie, then she began swallowing Carl’s cock over again and finally her hips began to buck, as she rode me and forced Brian’s cock in and out of her. Her screams muffled by the large cock in her mouth. We continued to fuck her and use her like her many clients had done before at her work, and I loved every second of it, every inch of pleasure that she got just excited me more.
We fucked her for what seemed like hours, filling her three holes as she screamed for more. We swapped positions several times, giving Melony’s holes a variety of shapes and sizes to accommodate. Melony was starting to tire from the fucking, her screaming had subsided to moaning and then to breathless whimpers. “Lets finish this with a facial guys,” she said exhausted.
With Melony on her knees we circled around her and she threw her head back and her mouth open in anticipation. We all stood and jerked off over my naked wife, and we all came almost in unison. Soaking my wife’s face in four loads of hot cum. It covered her face, went in her mouth and through her hair. She swallowed what she could and rubbed what dripped off her face into her boobs, pinching her nipples as she did so.
The guys got cleaned up and left within the next half hour. Mel just lay sprawled out on the floor exhausted, allowing the remaining cum on her body to trickle off and form pools by her sides on the wooden floor. When all the guys were gone Mel turned to me and asked, “You did know this is what I do for a Job, didn’t you?”
“Of course, hun,” I lied
She could see right through my lie, she smiled reassuringly and I laughed, I couldn’t believe how lucky I was, I had a slut wife… and I loved it.
We showered together ridding ourselves of the cum and sweat of the events from earlier that night. We kissed passionately and held each other close. Straight from the shower we went to the bedroom and began to make love. I slipped myself into her used pussy with ease, I thrust myself in and out of her in time her moans of pleasure. As I picked up the pace feeling close to cumming she began to scream she told me she loved me and I responded that I loved her too, my filthy slut wife.
I buried myself deep inside her as I came, shooting my hot sticky load. I pulled out and lay beside her. She wrapped herself around me and we drifted off to sleep. The whole time I thought about how many men my wife and been with, and how I could make use of this new found information about my beautiful slut wife.
