Inside a very seedy adult bookstore, I was sitting in a dark booth stroking my cock. I watched my wife on her knees. She had the penis of a stranger in her mouth. It was not a long penis, but it made up for it in girth. Susannah, being a tiny person, could barely get her open mouth around it.
I watched as she fondled the stranger’s balls with her hand while her head was moving back and forth over the length of the man’s cock shaft. It didn’t take long before there were a few knocks on the wall notifying my wife to prepare. You could hear the stranger moan through the thin wall. My wife coughed a little and gagged once as the stranger’s semen splashed against the back of her throat. I heard her gulp several times and she was able to swallow everything he had to offer except for a little dribble that was flowing down from the corner of her mouth.
The above description took place in early 2023, however, almost the same scenario has happened hundreds upon hundreds of times since 1983 after we were married.
When I first met Susannah, she was an active Catholic nun. Don’t ask me how, but, one day, I was able to convince her to give me head. It was, by far, the worst blow job I had ever had. To be fair, it was her first sexual encounter.
Since that day, several decades ago, I am proud to say that she has reached the level of a supreme cocksucker! Her shyness, while still somewhat present, is not noticed that much anymore. She will, at the drop of a hat, or the slightest hint from me, get on her knees and suck a man’s cock and ingest his semen. There is something about watching your wife having her body used as nothing more than a semen receptacle for another man. They look at you like you are crazy but they are also thankful and in many cases, I think jealous.
The average man ejaculates approximately three milliliters of semen when he cums. Having that statistic, I am guessing that over the years my bride has swallowed over three gallons of semen from men other than me. I would have to go back into the journals and you a complete calculation to be sure though.
I hear that many women today do not like to give blow jobs. That doesn’t change the fact that men like to receive blow jobs. Many of our “friends” like to spend time with my wife so they can have her lips wrapped around their cock. Even though my wife and I are staunch Republicans, we give thanks to a certain President who declared that oral sex is not sex. Since that is the case, all of the married men that have dumped their sperm in my wife’s mouth can walk away from her and know that they did not cheat on their wives.
If you ask my wife, she will say that she likes sucking cock because it is less messy. She swallows so all that is usually left is a little residue that can be quickly wiped off the lips or chin. I think she likes sucking cock because she knows she is good at it. Many times, she has declared, “The most precious gift a man can give me is his sperm because he loves me enough to give me a living part of himself.”
When my wife was forty-seven, she had an amazing chance to hone her skills.
I posted some pictures of Susannah on an internet website. As a result of this, a man named Dan contacted me. He wanted us to consider having my wife be a part of something new he had started called “MILF Madness.” It was an underground party circuit that was primarily focused on college-aged guys. He would rent a house and would host the parties. He would have mature women there for the draw and fun. Dan invited us to check out a party in Delaware happening in eight days.
We arrived at the party. Susannah was dressed in a yellow sleeveless sundress and sneakers. As we walked through the crowd, all of the guys began to stare at my wife like a piece of meat. I loved it and I think she did too.
We finally met Dan, the host. He looked my wife over from head to toe and smiled. Dan showed us around the location and took us to the far backyard of the property where there were booths set up in a semi-secluded area.
There were three booths and two of them had a few guys lined up outside. The booths were nothing more than four-foot by four-foot changing tents. Inside each one were a chair, a roll of paper towels, a bottle of Listerine, and a small trash can.
Dan explained that the guys come in one at a time. He said that I could stand at the entrance and let people in. He then looked at my wife and told her that she didn’t have to do anything she didn’t want to do but most of the “talent” will provide hand jobs or blowjobs.
“When can she start?” I blurted out with a smile on my face. My wife gave me a dirty look.
Susannah sat on the chair and looked at me with puppy dog eyes. I overheard Dan making an announcement something to the effect of “New mom in the booth.” It wasn’t long before there were two guys outside of my wife’s tent. After a few hours, she sucked off and swallowed ten young men and let one finger her. One more popped his nut on her face and one on her bare chest. I wanted to watch but had to settle with the sounds and then peek in on her after someone left. This was usually her giving me a “look” while she wiped cum from her mouth or face. Occasionally, I would get a “cum belch” which would cause us both to laugh.
On the ride home, as she was counting out eight hundred dollars, she told me about a special one who treated her differently. He kissed her mouth and neck and was very passionate. She ended up bent over the chair, sundress over her hips and graciously allowing him to enter her pussy. “He came big!” she said. “I still feel it running out of me.”
I looked over at her surprised. She lifted her sundress and showed me dried cum streaks down the inside of her thighs.
She attended five more parties that summer. For the last two parties, she was billed as the “feature act.” Her poster showed a picture I gave Dan of her wearing her habit from when she was a Catholic nun. During those two parties, she pulled her habit out of storage and wore it. It was a huge success and she came out of the events with almost two thousand dollars in cash each time.
My wife continued to be a “talent” for Dan over the next three summers, attending six parties the first summer and eight the next. Dan stopped doing the parties after that since he moved away to California and got a six-figure job.
Two weeks before my wife’s sixtieth birthday party, we received an email from nonother than Dan. One of the attendees from the first party we attended thirteen years ago wanted to have a reboot of “MILF Madness” for a reunion he was having. Dan said this guy was now a big shot on Wall Street and specifically asked for my wife. Dan was offering her five thousand dollars for four hours in the booth. We agreed. The party was in two months.
On the day of the party, we arrived at the location. It was a luxurious estate near West Point in New York. My wife was one of four female talents at the party. She was dressed in a black short dress with spaghetti straps. When Dan introduced us to the host who owned the estate, my wife immediately recognized him as the “special one” to who she offered her pussy at the first party. His name is James.
James smiled when he saw my wife. He walked up to her giving her a hug and kiss. He immediately turned away from Dan and me, taking her on a walk toward the house. I followed from about ten feet behind.
They went into the house, and he began showing her around. Dan ended up catching up to me and said that booths were set up in the far backyard. He and I walked outside over there.
The booths were much different than the tents in the past. James had them built special. These were about six feet by six feet and without a roof. One wall had a one-foot diameter hole in it. That wall had a cloth-changing tent attached to it. In the “receiving” part of the contraption, there was also a tip basket. The opposite wall had a door in it so the “talent” could enter and exit. In each booth was a nice chair but the other simplicities of a glory hole booth. On the outside of each booth was an artist display stand with a photograph of each lady. Dan told me that James paid around $ 1,500.00 each for these to be built for the party. I found the whole thing to be very nice but quite eccentric.
A little over an hour later, the guests started to arrive. Everyone was congregating around the pool where hors d’oeuvres were being served. There was also a very nice bar at the side of the pool, serving top-shelf, liquors, and craft beers.
It wasn’t long before there were several dozen men at the party. Most of them were your “business types“ and were wearing expensive polo shirts accompanied by expensive shorts. Glancing around, I saw a lot of Rolex watches flashing on their wrists. This was an upscale crowd.
I heard the crackling of a speaker followed by James’ voice coming across. “I want to thank everyone for coming out today. There are some great snacks to the left of me and over that way are some cool refreshing beverages so you can wet your whistle. For those of you interested, if you want to get anything else wet, I have some friends here who can help you with that. Come on out, ladies!”
A door to the pool house opened up and out walked the four mature women and my wife. They were all wearing black one-piece swimsuits and for some reason reminded me of a Robert Palmer music video. I laughed to myself. If you looked closely and not with your penis, you saw that every one of these women had varying degrees of age on them. A little cellulite here and there, some varicose veins behind their knees, light to moderate wrinkles on the face, and even some age spotting. These were real women. Women who have paid their dues in life. My wife was the oldest but in my opinion, looked like an everyday MILF more than the rest.
I watched and the ladies walked around the crowd. They were gawked at like cows at a cattle auction I went to once with a friend. My wife and I made eye contact occasionally and once, she even mouthed “I love you” to me.
Soon, an attendee dressed in a black sports jacket went to all of the ladies and whispered something to them. They all walked to the part of the yard where the booths were. I followed and soon joined my wife in her booth. When she saw me, she had a sense of relief on her face and kissed me. I could tell she was a little nervous but she always is at first.
After only being in the booth for a few minutes, the first penis came through the hole. Susannah went to work as I watched. She stroked the cock slowly before taking it into her mouth. She stopped for a brief moment and said “I’m sorry” to the man on the other side of the hole as she pulled some pubic hair from her wedding ring that got caught. She worked his cock for a few more minutes before she coughed and backed away from the cock a little. She opened her mouth, catching the rest of his deposit. Susannah then licked the penis clean before it disappeared.
“I wish they would knock and give a girl notice,” my wife said to me.
For every penis that came through after that, she would kindly ask them to knock when they are ready.
She sucked three more guys off over the next twenty minutes. After she would swallow their sperm, she would use some mouthwash and then take a swig of water. Sometimes she would do mouth exercises. I found it cute.
My wife was working on the fifth cock when he pulled out of her mouth and the hole. She thought something was wrong until we saw his hand come through with money in it. She handed it to me and I counted $500.00. His cock came back through the hole.
My wife knew what this meant and removed her swimsuit. She then backed her ass up flush against the wall, reaching between her legs to grasp the anonymous penis. Her hands came back forward and grabbed the chair to help brace herself.
Her pooch belly and hanging breasts began to jiggle and it was clear the anonymous cock was now inside her and fucking her pussy. This only lasted about a few minutes before we heard a knock on the wall followed quickly by a groan. My wife slowly pulled her ass away from the wall as I saw clumps of semen dripping from between her legs to the ground,
Susannah was going to clean herself up and I stopped her. I immediately dropped my pants to the ground and sat on the chair. I turned her around and had her sit on my cock.
As my wife lowered herself on me easily as her pussy was lubricated with the stranger’s juices, his cum leaked out of her and ran down my testicles. This was an amazing feeling. Susannah slowly rode my cock for a brief time until the next penis came through the hole.
Sitting on me, she just leaned forward and began licking and sucking, I felt her body react sometimes because in this position I was in her very deeply. I felt my cockhead hitting her cervix. Because of her small body, this position can be a little uncomfortable for her. If men are over seven inches long, they have to take it easy in certain positions because of hitting her insides like that.
The knock on the wall came. This excited me a little too much because as she was gulping and swallowing the strange man’s semen, I was moaning and cumming inside her. Her mouth was filled with cock but she let out a muffled yelp when I pushed too deep as I was cumming,
My children’s mother blew another four men and wall fucked another two in the booth. I could tell she was physically exhausted at this point. She put her swimsuit on and we left the booth, putting up an “On break” sign.
With drinks in hand, we ended up relaxing in the pool for a while. We socialized but relaxed more than anything. The water was good for her body and the chlorine was helping to wash away her sins.
After a while, James appeared and ask if he could borrow my wife. I wondered when that was going to happen.
He took her into the pool house and was gone for about forty minutes when I saw them exit. She looked up at him and they shared a passionate kiss. She then came over to me.
“Did he?” I asked.
Susannah looked at me and whispered, “Yes.”
We relaxed a little more before going back to the booth. We were going to leave but three special requests came from one of the attendees at the event.
My wife provided her mouth to the three men who requested her and then we left.
From what Dan gave us, the tip basket, and the tip that came through the hole, we left with a little over twelve thousand dollars of which every penny was donated the following week to the S.P.C.A.
There have been talks in progress with Dan about another reboot this summer in 2023 however, sucking off and swallowing semen from eleven cocks and fucking five guys (including myself) over five hours is a lot for any woman but for my wife who is now sixty-five years old, it might be too much. Only time will tell.
