Jenn's Stockings We'd only been married about a month when my wife, Jenn, and I attended a party for a friend's birthday. We'd been there a couple of hours and had a few beers. I think Jenn was in the lounge while I was in the kitchen with a group of the lads. Anyway, the conver- sation got around to what we liked about girl's underwear. There was a general agreement on stockings and garters. When I agreed with this someone said that presumably Jenn wore stockings. I didn't know what to say to this. I didn't want to say yes because this would've given the secrets about my wife's underwear away, but I didn't want to say no either as it would've made Jenn to look a bit of a frump. Obviously my hesitation gave the game away and I was cross-examined on what kind/color she wore and whether she was wearing them that evening. It was probably the alcohol that made me open up more than I would normally. Soon Jenn was the topic of conversation in the kitchen as my friends realized that they could pry some personal details from me. I admit- ted that she was wearing stockings that evening. I was even quizzed on the color of the rest of her underwear. I told my eager pals that she had a full set of black lingerie on that evening. I found it very exciting to talk about Jenn in this way while she was only in the other room. The party broke up about an hour or so later and we eventually arrived home in the early hours of the morning. It was while we were getting undressed for bed that Jenn asked me what I had been saying about her to my friends at the party. I asked her what she meant and she told me that Ray, one of my mates I had been talking to, had asked her about her stockings. Apparently he had been pretty drunk and had caught her in the hallway and asked to see her stocking tops. Jenn then asked me outright if I had told anyone that she'd been wearing stockings that evening. I said that I might have mentioned it to somebody but that I wasn't sure. I thought Jenn was going to make a big scene about my indiscretion but she just laughed and told me that she'd shown Ray her stocking tops just to get rid of him. I think my initial reaction was one of relief that Jenn wasn't angry with me. It was later as we lay in bed that I began to think about it more. I began to feel excited at the thought of my Jenn lifting her dress to show off her stocking-tops. I knew that I wasn't going to get to sleep without knowing more. I turned over towards her and put my arms around her, she had her back to me as I cuddled her. As I kissed behind her ear I asked if she was angry with me for telling people about her stockings. She murmured a sleepy "no." Then I asked her if she found it exciting. She didn't answer that but began to move herself back against me. I could feel myself stiffening and soon my erection was pressing against her. With her help I slipped my cock into her tight wet hole and began to fuck her. I didn't last long, thoughts of her flashing her stock- ing tops to one of my friends soon had me shooting my load into her. Shortly afterwards we were both asleep. Over the next week I couldn't get thoughts of Jenn showing off, out of my mind. I was really excited by it and knew now that I wanted a repeat performance. It was Saturday evening and Jenn was going out with a few of her girlfriends. I sat on the bed and watched her as she got ready. She spent most of her time in just her underwear while putting on makeup and sorting out her hair. She was wearing the same underwear that she'd worn to the party the previous week, black lacy bra and g- string type panties with black stockings and garter belt. It wasn't until she was just about ready to go before she slipped on her short black dress. I joked with her that she'd better watch it or she'd be flashing her stockings again with a short skirt like that. She joked back that perhaps she would be showing them off anyway. We kissed goodbye and she went off to meet up with her gal pals. I wasn't going out that evening and spent the time in front of the TV watching movies. For some reason I couldn't get thoughts of Jenn out of my mind. I kept wondering if she had been joking earlier about showing herself off. I went to bed around eleven and read for a while. It was around half past twelve when I heard Jenn come in. She came straight up to the bedroom and began to get undressed. I could see her by the light of a street light. When she'd her shoes and dress off I asked her to come to bed. She began to undo her bra but I said no, asking her to leave it on and reached out a hand to her. She got into bed beside me and I ran my hands over her lace-covered breasts. For some reason I asked her if she'd behaved herself that evening. Jenn just laughed and asked me, "what do you think?" I was kissing her tummy, making my way down to her panty covered pussy. I said to her, "I hope you weren't showing your underwear off again tonight." She laughed again but didn't answer. I was kissing her pussy through the thin material of her panties when she reached down and lifted the crotch to one side. I began to lick her puffy lips and then run my tongue up and down her smooth slit. I was rubbing her clit with my thumb while pushing my tongue as far as I could up her hole when she came with a great shudder. I continued licking her for several minutes afterwards then moved up the bed so that we could hold each other close. Jenn whispered to me that she'd like to bring me off with her hand. I didn't care, I just wanted to cum. It only took a few minutes of her rubbing my foreskin up and down before I was shooting my load over her thighs and up onto her stomach. We talked for a while afterwards and Jenn asked me what had brought on my excitement when she'd come home. I admitted that it was the thought of her wearing sexy underwear that got me excited. She asked me if it also had anything to do with other people seeing her under- wear. I agreed that it turned me on - that she might be exposing herself. We fell asleep shortly afterwards, sated and content. * Jenn began wearing stockings more often after that. Every day to work she would wear a different pair and I'd look forward to her coming home and letting me run my hands up her thighs to feel her stocking tops, garters and little panties. It became a bit of a ritual with us, as soon as she came home I would kneel in front of her and raise her skirt up to her waist so that I could feast my eyes on her slim legs. I'd kiss each thigh above the stocking tops then move onto her pussy mound kissing and biting gently through the thin material of her panties. Before long she would move the panties to one side and I'd spend fifteen or twenty minutes licking her wet wonder. It would be quite common for Jenn to come a couple of times on my tongue as she stood over me. Mostly after this she'd wank me off with her hand before we both went upstairs to clean up. We often discussed the developments in our sex life. Jenn would call it my little fetish referring to my enjoyment of her sexy underwear and for licking her pussy when she returned home in the evenings or after a night out. Insomuch that we weren't often having intercourse -- even though we'd only been married a month or so we didn't see it as a problem. We were both fully satisfied and happy with the way our sex life was going. We also began looking through men's magazines together. This started after Jenn brought one home from work claiming that one of her friends had passed it to her. We admired the girls in their sexy lingerie and we also read the reader's letters together. I'm not sure if the letters were real or made up but a good proportion of them concerned wives who played around with other men, sometimes with the husband watching but not joining in. Jenn seemed fascinated with these letters and made me read them to her over and over again as we lay in bed. On several occasions Jenn would read the letters her- self while I laid with my head buried between her thighs, my tongue lapping at her pussy. She particularly loved one of the letters where the husband is made to lick his wife's pussy clean after her lover has deposited a load of spunk in it. I'd make a special effort to make her cum while she read the ending of this letter as I knew how much it excited her. It was after one of our few sessions where Jenn let me have intercourse with her that she began to talk to me about her interest in the letter in that magazine. She said she found it very exciting to think of a man licking her pussy after she'd a another man's load deposited in there. She said it made her feel sexy and that it would show that the man really loved her. As she was telling me this I was kissing her breasts and pulling on her nipples. She placed her hands gently on each side of my head and gradually pushed me further down. I was kissing her stomach then the top of her pubic mound. She gave me a gentle push and my face was up against her wet pussy where I had shot my sperm only minutes before. I could tell that she was getting really excited again. Her hips were gyrating slowly as I ran my tongue ten- tatively along her wet slit. It didn't taste as bad as I'd feared and before long as was giving her a good work over with my tongue going up inside her tight hole. After several minutes we changed position and Jenn straddled my face, her pussy only inches above me. Then she began to rub herself all over my face. I could feel more of my cum running from her and I lapped it up. Jenn had several orgasms before she was finished with me. This added a new dimension to our lovemaking. Quite often when Jenn came home from a night out with her friends, which was happening several times a week now, she would tell me that she'd been a naughty girl that night. I would be licking her wet slit as she told me little stories about her evening. She'd ask me if I liked eating her when I didn't know what she'd been doing that evening or if she'd been with another man. She even told me once to imagine that I was licking her after another man had had sex with her and asked me over and over if I could taste his cum. This type of fantasy never failed to bring us both to swift orgasms. It was quite usual for me to wait by the door for Jenn to come home and as soon as she'd stepped inside and closed the door I'd lift her skirt and begin eating her. At other times, if she was really late getting home, she would come up to our bedroom and wake me. She would then strip her clothes off and quickly squat over my face as I lay with my head on the pillow and I'd lick her swollen pussy lips. At these times her pussy would be extremely wet, almost running, and she would rub herself over my face. It was also left to me to wank myself off as Jenn brought her- self off on my face as she claimed that she was too tired to do me afterwards. We were very close and intimate with each other at this time. I don't think anything brings a couple closer than sharing their fantasies with each other, and I also believe that eating her pussy was the most inti- mate act that I could perform for her. We loved each other and loved the sex, even though intercourse was now non existent between us. We also started a few other games. Jenn liked to watch me wanking, and I often did it for her wrapping my cock in a pair of her silky panties. Other times she would tell me to wank myself off while she was out and hand me a pair of her panties to do it into. I'd show her the spunk-encrusted panties when she came home. She also liked me to wear her pants occasionally. I did find the feeling of her silky knickers on my body quite erotic. Luckily my dick is quite small and it fits neatly inside even her skimpiest panties. Once or twice she has got me to wear a pair of her lit- tle panties to work under my business suit. Wearing these all day, keeps me permanently aroused and it doesn't take much to bring me off later that night. Jenn actually made me wear a pair of her panties when we went to a party at one of her friend's houses. This was one of the few times we went out together. The party was in full swing when we arrived. There were couples kissing and feeling each other up in every corner. We'd only been there a matter of minutes when Jenn was dragged away to dance by a colleague. I was left alone to find a drink for myself. It was probably half an hour later that I saw my wife again. She was sitting with a man on either side of her on one of the sofas. One man had an arm around her shoulder and Jenn was laughing and giggling with them both. The man on her left kept trying to lift her skirt up, in a playful way, and Jenn was pushing his hand away. The room was fairly dark and I knew that they probably couldn't see me as I stood slightly behind them. I watched as the man kept trying his luck and I noticed that each time his hand went higher and higher up my wife's thigh. Then man on Jenn's right seemed to join in and she'd no chance against two of them, in fact one of the men held both her hands as the other lifted her skirt high up her thighs. Her long lovely legs were now completely displayed to these two men and anyone else who might pass by. Jenn seemed to give up the battle and proceeded to stretch her legs out in front of her. She was now exposed up to her waist as the men lifted her skirt higher. They were both taking the opportunity to give her a good feel up and I could see their hands roaming over her thighs and up onto her panties. Their hands were busy around her pussy and, although I couldn't see clearly, I had the impression that they were both put- ting fingers inside her. Strangely I found this tremendously exciting and my cock was erect inside the white lace panties that Jenn had made me wear that evening. Unfortunately it was at this moment that another of Jenn's girlfriends, Beverly, arrived. She obviously took in the scene on the sofa pretty quickly, and the fact that I had been standing watching it, and took me by the hand and into the kitchen area. Beverly then engaged me in conversation for half an hour or more, it was pretty obvious that the idea was to keep me away from Jenn and whatever she might be getting up to. I was a bit upset at first, it wasn't that I wanted to break up Jenn and her boyfriends, I just wanted to watch what was going on. Beverly, though, was quite good company. She told me that Jenn and her had no secrets between them and that they had often discussed their sex lives together. She told me that Jenn was really happy with the way our sex life was and she also implied that she knew that I wasn't actually fucking Jenn anymore. She also shocked me by telling me that she knew I was wearing a pair of my wife's panties under my jeans and went on to tell me that it was Jenn's idea that if I was wearing them then I wouldn't be tempted to fool around at the party. When Beverly eventually let me go I went in search of Jenn but couldn't find her, though there were several rooms that had the doors locked. I contented myself with having a few more drinks and watching the gropings and sexual activities that were openly taking place at various points around the house. I saw Beverly sucking a mans cock later in the evening, it was in the back of the house and I kind of stumbled on them. I thought it was a bit strange as I knew she was married and that her husband was away for a few weeks. Jenn found me about an hour later. She just came up to me, smiled and asked if I was ready to leave. We were home within the hour. Jenn had asked me if I enjoyed the evening. I told her that I had but that it would've been better if I'd known what she'd got up to with those two men. She just smiled at me and said that she'd hoped that I'd been watching them. She asked me what I'd seen, and I told her that I'd seen the men fingering her while she had her skirt around her waist. She asked me what else I'd seen, but I told her how Beverly had taken me away to talk. She laughed and said, "Good old Bev!" We were home by this time and Jenny led me straight up to the bedroom. She made me strip off, leaving only the white panties on, and lay on the bed. Then she took her own clothes off and got on the bed with me. She moved straight up to my head and straddled my face with her thighs, her pussy resting against my chest. She was looking down at me when she said, "I really want you to do this for me tonight. You want to do it, don't you?" I said, "yes." Then she said, "It's a bit different tonight. I've been a naughty girl, you know that don't you?" I had a good idea what she meant, she meant that she'd let a man fuck her that evening. My mind was in turmoil but I knew that I wanted her to put her pussy over my face and let me eat her. It was as if she'd been train- ing me over the past few weeks. I wanted her to rub it all over me. I wanted to eat out her pussy even though another man had cum in her only an hour before. I wanted to prove that I loved her. Her pussy was still resting on my chest and I could feel the heat coming from it. Jenny asked me again "You want this don't you? You want to eat my pussy, don't you?" I was nodding and my mouth was open. She was still talking to me as she brought her pussy closer to my face. "You really want to eat my sloppy wet cunt, don't you?" Jenny didn't usually use language like that and it turned me on all the more to hear it now. I could see her pussy close up now as she brought it above my face. Her lips were red and looked raw. They were also hanging loose and I could see her hole was wet and open. Her cunt really was a mess up close with her hair matted and tangled and her hole literally dripping. She was only a few inches above me so I raised my head and began to lick, first at the outer lips then the long, hanging inner lips. I sucked those lips into my mouth and ran my tongue over them. Then my tongue found her hole. It was as I pushed my tongue inside her that I tasted his sperm, and Jenny began to really grind her body down onto my face. Soon she was rubbing and wiping her cunt all over my face. I couldn't believe how wet she was. She was still talking to me all the time, telling me to lick her and, at one stage, to eat the cum from her. Sometime later when she was happy that I'd licked every thing that I could out of her, she slid down beside me in the bed. My face was covered in her pussy juice and -- if I believed what she was telling me, the spunk of at least one other man. We kissed several times and she asked me if I wanted her to wank me off. I was embarrassed to admit that I had shot my load into her panties while I was licking her pussy. Jenny found that really amusing and laughingly said that at least it was proof that I had enjoyed what I had just done. We went to sleep then, Jenny with a well-fucked pussy that had been lovingly soothed by my tongue, me still wearing the panties that I had worn all evening and with a mixture of my wife and her lovers sex juices drying on my face. When we woke the next day we talked about the previous nights experience. I was a bit reluctant to admit how much I'd enjoyed it, but Jenny was really positive and said that it was an experience that she'd like to have over and over again. She felt it was good for our relationship for her to have lovers and to share some of the experience with me. She also told me how good I was at oral sex, which made me feel better. Jenny also told me that she'd be going out the follow- ing evening and that she'd like to think that I'd be there for her when she got home to provide, as she put it, that little something extra. I presumed from this that she was going to have sex with a man and she wanted me to clean her up afterwards. True to her word, Jenny went out the next evening and I even helped her get ready. It was a strange feeling helping your wife of only a few months get dressed to meet a lover. I chose her underwear with special care knowing that another man was going to be removing the little g- string that I'd pulled up her thighs. Jenny even let me kiss her pussy before she left. She raised her short lycra skirt and slipped the flimsy panties to one side so that I could run my tongue up and down his slit. She tasted divine, but I knew that she would taste even better when she returned that evening with her lover's spunk dripping from her. Once again Jenny made me wear a pair of her panties while she was out. This time it was a red pair, cut high on the legs. My dick was erect even before she left. It was only about half ten when Jenny returned. I was sitting in the lounge when she arrived. She smiled at me as she walked through the doorway and her first words were to tell me that she'd been a naughty girl again, but that she'd brought me home a present. With- out asking I went and knelt before her as she stood in the center of the room. I started kissing her legs at the ankles and worked my way upwards. I was soon lifting her skirt up her thighs. The first thing I noticed was that she'd dribbled down her stockings, but as I raised the skirt further I could see why. My wife had come home without her knickers. I gazed at her trimmed pubic hairs and once again noticed the tangled mess they were in. There was drying sperm in amongst the hairs and I could see her cunt lips hanging loosely down again. Jenny pulled my head gently towards her and I buried my face in the sticky mess. I was soon licking the spunk out of her, running my tongue around her slit and up her hole. I even moved around to the rear and got Jenny to bend over while I licked her anus and up the crease of her ass. She seemed to like this especially so I probed her anus with my tongue but it was very tight and I could only get in about half an inch. Within ten minutes I had cleaned Jenny up sufficiently that she was able to sit with me on the sofa. She watched while I slipped my penis out of the leg of the panties and rubbed myself to a swift orgasm. She even scooped some of my cum off my stomach and fed it into my waiting mouth. Jenny started going out with men about three times a week from then on. There was no pretence at meeting girlfriends or going for dinner, she was going out to get fucked and we both knew it and loved it. I'd developed a passion for eat- ing out her sloppy pussy and she had the desire to make me do it. I'd look forward all day till the time she'd arrive home in the evening and I could raise her dress or skirt up to her waist and bury my face in the sticky remnants of her lovemaking. I knew instinctively without her telling me when she began an affair at work. It seemed that she'd deliber- ately let her lover fuck her just before she left work in the evening so that she was still leaking his juices when I met her at the front door. Jenny loved to talk to me while I performed for her. She'd ask me if I liked what I was doing, whether she tasted good and whether I loved her. The answer was yes to all the questions. I had, for the past few weeks, began enjoying licking her anal area. Since that first time, and knowing how much Jenny liked it too, I'd make a special effort to clean her up around there. I think she liked me doing it because it was especially humiliating for me to lick her asshole clean. It was with great delight therefore when she came home to me one evening and found that her once tight little ass had been ravaged. I got Jenny to bend over the edge of our bed while I examined her in more detail. It was clear that she'd been fucked up the ass, there was sperm still dribbling from it and I wasted no time in getting my face down the and inserting my tongue into her asshole. Eventually she sat over my face as I laid on the bed and let the spunk run out of her ass into my waiting mouth. I spent a long time kissing and licking her there to show my appreciation for what she'd done. Jenny confided to me that evening that her boyfriends were aware that I liked the job of cleaning her up after they'd used her and that one of them had par- ticularly used her ass that night to see if I still did my duty. Jenny had assured him that I'd love the idea of clean- ing out her asshole but he couldn't believe that some- one could degrade himself that far. Soon after this Jenny said that she was going to start bringing her lovers home. She was having regular sex with four men now and she wanted them to meet me and for me to be there while she got laid. They were also very keen to meet me and also watch me as I sucked their spunk out of Jenny. This was an exciting development for us as it meant that I could be more actively involved in my wife's lovemaking. * Chas was the first friend that Jenny brought home. They had spent the evening together and had arrived at our house around nine. I shook hands with Chas and we seemed to get on ok. I got Chas and Jenny drinks and made one for myself. Jenny sat with Chas on the sofa while I went to sit in an armchair until Jenny stopped me. She told me to come and sit with them, but pointed to the floor by their feet. I did as she asked and sat at their feet watching as they chatted at first then began to kiss each other. Soon they were feeling each other all over, their hands rarely leaving each other's bodies. Chas then undid Jenny's shirt and was feeling her breasts through her white bra. He freed one breast from its cup then the other and I had a great view as he played with her large brown nipples before taking each in his mouth in turn. It seemed that it was within minutes that they were both down to their underwear. Chas had a massive bulge in the front of his pants, which looked very impressive and Jenny was laid back with her long legs spread well apart. Chas' fingers were moving lightly over the front of her white panties then they slipped inside the waistband and I could see his fingers running down through her pubic hair. It was then that Jenny requested that I remove the last of her clothing, her underwear. I knelt forward and unhooked her bra and dropped it onto the carpet. Next I reached for her panties and slid them slowly down her legs. She raised herself slightly to help me take them off. She was now naked with her lover. Jenny wasn't finished with me yet though. She told me to take Chas' pants off. I was a bit reluctant at first having never done anything like that with a man before, but, with a bit of coaxing, I grasped the waistband and pulled his pants down as well. He was as well endowed as I had thought. His cock was long, very long, but it was thick as well. And it was hard and erect and slapped against his stomach as I had pulled the pants down. Jenny asked me what I thought. I was lost for words. I'd never been that close to another man's cock before and never an erect one. The size of it was intimidat- ing. Jenny leant forward and placed her hands around Chas' erection, one hand above the other and there was still plenty to spare. She looked at me and said, "now you can see why I love it. Isn't it wonderful!" I had to agree that it was certainly an impressive sight and I could also understand now why Jenny's pussy came to me looking so battered and raw when she'd been out with Chas. This man's cock was about three times the size of mine. His balls looked large and heavy too. I understood now why Jenny only used me for oral pleasure, I certainly couldn't compete with this man. Jenny then told me to take my clothes off. I was a bit reluctant as I was wearing a pair of her knickers under my trousers and didn't really want Chas to see me in them. I hesitated but Jenny insisted and I stood to remove the trousers. Chas couldn't stop laughing when he saw me. I was made to stand in the center of the room and do a twirl wearing only my wife's tiny black panties. In spite of the embarrassment my cock was hard inside the pants. Jenny noticed my erection and told me to come over and stand in front of them. She said she wanted to show Chas how small my penis was. I stood there with my cock making a noticeable bulge in the pants. Jenny told me to get it out so I slipped it out of the leg hole. Chas was laughing even more now and Jenny joined in too. Chas couldn't believe how small I was and asked Jenny if she ever got any plea- sure out of something that size. They compared me to a little boy. It was all pretty humiliating, but I found it exciting too and my cock was fully erect. Jenny told me to rub my little cock and I did as I was told, rubbing the foreskin up and down. Chas was still laughing at my size when Jenny began to move her hands up and down his monster cock. This got Chas' attention back to my wife and he began to maul her breasts. I was ignored after this and stood in front of them as they began to make love. Chas pushed Jenny gently onto her back on the sofa and moved his body between her widely spread thighs. I watched as he positioned his giant cock at the entrance to her cunt. He held it there for a few seconds before pushing a few inches inside her. Jenny's head was shaking from side to side as another few inched went in. Chas already had more of his cock up inside my wife than I could ever manage and he still had about six more inches to go. I could see her pussy lips being dragged wide around his cock. He fed another few inches into her and she was screaming now for him to fuck her hard. Chas pulled out then rammed his whole length up her and the breath went out of her. He did the same again, removing his cock from her hole then ramming it back in right up to his balls. He did this again and again. Jenny was having one orgasm after another now and I had never seen her like this before. I recalled my own previous pathetic attempts at fucking her and could fully understand why she'd now found herself a lover like Chas. Chas fucked her for over half an hour in a variety of positions. I'm afraid I shot my own load onto the carpet shortly after they started but no one seemed to notice. I stood in awe watching this man take my wife. Although I had lost my erection, I normally only cum once, I was still rubbing my now flaccid little cock. Chas eventually decided that Jenny had been shagged out and shot his load into her, I could see his large balls tightening before he released his sperm into her. They kissed afterwards but Jenny seemed incapable of moving and lay spread-eagled on the sofa as Chas got off her. I glanced down at her pussy and what a sight it was. Her lips were hanging open and I could see right up inside her. Her muscles were quite slack from the pounding her cunt had taken. Jenny noticed me looking at her and smiled. I took this as encouragement and proceeded to kneel between her spread thighs. Jenny didn't move, I don't think she'd the energy, as I gradually moved my mouth nearer and nearer to her ravaged cunt. I could smell her aroma and I could also smell the scent of cum, it was overpowering. Eventually my mouth was up against her cunt hole and I tentatively began to kiss her sticky wet slit. It didn't take long before I was using my tongue and within seconds I was swallowing load after load of Chas' spunk as it drained out of her. It was so sexy that I regained my erection and I began to wank myself as I ate the fresh spunk out of Jenny's pussy. After I'd cleaned her up, Jenny made me get a damp cloth and wipe Chas' cock clean. I'd never touched a mans cock before and found it fascinating. I cleaned his cock as best I could with the cloth, then Jenny really humiliated me by telling me to kiss his cock and thank him for giving my wife so much pleasure. I was so far gone with lust and love for my wife that I did as she asked. I lowered my head and gently kissed his manhood. I started at the tip and kissed him all the way down to the base. I even lifted each of his balls in turn and kissed them lovingly. I looked up at Chas and thanked him for satisfying Jenny and filling her with his sperm. Chas left soon afterwards and Jenny and I retired to bed. While I cuddled with her in bed that night she laid out what she termed the ground rules for our relationship. She told me that I wasn't going to get to make love to her anymore, and although she might wank me off occasionally, I was only good for cleaning her up after she'd been with one of her boyfriends. I was, from now on, going to have to wear her panties all the time. I'd also have to do anything that she, or any of her friends, told me. * Our life changed from that point. Several times a week Jenny would bring a boyfriend home. I'd be made to serve them whilst wearing only a pair of brief panties. I was also made to clean both Jenny's pussy and the man's cock with my mouth after they'd had sex. Jenny also invited Beverly around one evening. She brought along her own boyfriend, apparently her husband was aware of her extra marital affairs but had no objec- tion. Both Jenny and Beverly got fucked by their respective partners and then swapped over. I got the job of cleaning both women with my tongue and also both men. I think Beverly was very impressed with me because she commented that she was going to get her husband trained the same way.