It had been 10 years and they needed a getaway. Nothing crazy, no elaborate island cabana with umbrella drinks and boys in shorts running food to the beach. Just one night in a hotel in the next town over would do. They each had their private kinks that the other knew nothing about. They had each cheated on the other at least once, if only online. They were both a little out of shape, but not enough to be taken off the market. They both knew how to play with fire. Neither of them understood the possibilities. Or the consequences.

Room 108. Green door. Located at the very end of the single level rooms on the back side of the motel. Lots of parking back there. Small motel just outside the city limits. Helen booked it based on a work friend’s recommendation. It was clean, had a king sized bed with a small living room and kitchen. Clearly not like any other motel she’d ever stayed in, those were suites and three times the price in big cities.

They both packed light, just one night and clothes to get back home. He liked her in next to nothing. She bought a black two piece swimsuit that was three sizes too small when she tried it on. Her boobs were literally hanging out and her nipples were about the only part being covered. The bottoms were thong style and her ample ass cheeks were proudly on display. He had a speedo that accentuated his thick 7” manhood, with an explicit outline of his mushroom cockhead. He had a belly, but she didn’t mind. It showed her ability as a great cook. She owned it.

They grabbed a bite to eat at the only diner in town. They were tired of fast food even though there were at least a half dozen of those places to choose from. She had the Chicken Cordon Bleu and he had the chicken fried steak plate. Neither of them finished, they didn’t want to feel bloated. They left still hungry.

They prepared themselves separately, in privacy, away from each other. What she saw in the mirror was nothing like she’d ever seen before, but she was doing it for him. He took good care of her, that wasn’t a problem. He didn’t bother to look in the mirror. He preferred the image he had in his head from college. It was safer that way.

He dimmed the lights, just enough to take the edge off and create a little mystique and ambience. He picked a playlist of soft jazz on his phone and kept it quiet. He had taken his little blue pill and was quite ready for action. He’d been looking forward to tonight all week. She promised him a special blowjob and another surprise that he would never forget.

She walked in as sultry as the smooth jazz would encourage, the swimsuit allowing lots of jiggling in all the right places. He was involuntarily licking his lips as he watched her boobs jiggling about, trying to escape. She looked fucking amazing. She was his and he was happy and hard.

She immediately walked over and planted a sloppy wet kiss on his mouth as she casually stroked his cock through his speedo. He moaned. She pulled his swimsuit aside and his cock sprang to attention. She never stopped kissing him as she stroked his cock and tugged his balls, back and forth to build up the anticipation. He grabbed her top and freed her boobs as they bounced out of their protectors. He messaged and mauled her melons and pinched her nipples until she moaned.

She dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth just as her phone vibrated on the night stand. She quickly sprang to her feet to get the phone. He initially thought she was just setting the phone on silent, but she picked it up and read the text, punched something in, then laid it down.

“I need you in the chair. It’s time for your surprise,” she announced abruptly.

He knew one was coming, but he could only guess what, or who it would be. A red head? A blonde? Maybe a female Dom who would control them both. They were all on his short list. A list she didn’t have access to.

He got up and sat in the metal chair next to the night stand. She took out a blindfold and placed it on him and secured it. Then she cuffed his wrists to the legs of the chair. Lastly, she pulled his cock out of his speedo and gave it one last stroke with her mouth. He moaned and then whimpered. She had his center of attention.

There was a knock at the door.

“I’m crawling over to answer the door. I’m naked now, Frank. I hope you don’t mind,” she said, raising his expectations to the female dom level.

His cock was as thick and as hard as she’d ever seen it as she opened the door and got on her knees in slave position. As the door opened, she closed her eyes tightly. She had no idea what to expect and when she opened her eyes she wanted to be as surprised as he would be when she removed the blindfold. She was.

Three big bulls strutted in, as if these two had invaded their private lair and they were going to pay. The biggest one dropped his pants and grabbed her by the hair. That’s when she opened her eyes and briefly saw the largest cock she’d ever seen. That was when he slapped her face and shoved his cock into her mouth. She choked as her eyes watered and streams of tears began smearing her mascara. He slapped her again. Now the mascara smudged across her face. He had marked her.

“What’s going on? Are you ok, Helen?” he asked.

He never saw the fist coming that connected with the side of his face and knocked him out. When he woke up, they had removed his blindfold. He was meant to see this. It would be etched in his brain forever.

She was on all fours, on the ottoman in front of the television. Her knees scrunched underneath her, smashing her boobs. This made her ass stick out and allowed it to be pounded easily from behind. She was having a difficult time balancing herself on the small piece of furniture. A massively huge guy was fucking her from behind and another was pounding her bloody mouth. Neither man was holding her. She was servicing them, back and forth. She was sobbing and trying to keep up. Her boobs were slapping her knees as the two used her as a mechanical fuck toy that needed no batteries or winding up. She had no choice but to comply. The guy in her mouth was clearly too large to deep throat, at least for her, but he was giving it his all to make it fit. The guy behind her was fucking her pussy, which she was able to accommodate. She was hoping he stayed focused on that hole. If he decided to go for her ass, she would be in real trouble.

The other bull sat on the bed watching porn on the TV and stroking his own cock. Occasionally he would look over at Frank and scowl. Frank had no idea why. He’d never seen any of these men before tonight and this was clearly not what he had in mind for their special evening, although it was a surprise. She was right about that. Surely she didn’t orchestrate this to go the way it was going.

The other two continued fucking his wife, Helen, of ten years, who had never so much as mentioned she liked or even considered big black cock to him. But there she was, servicing two massive bulls like a pro. Frank’s cock shouldn’t be this hard, but it was.

“My turn,” the bull on the bed announced as he got up and stood next to they guy fucking Helen’s mouth.

“I ain’t done. Fuck his mouth. He looks like he wants you to. Plus, you’re always saying you need to teach these guys a lesson. Well, teacher, get to teaching!”

He walked over to Frank and slapped his face. When he turned back he got a mouthful of black cock. He tried to pull away.

WHACK!

Another fist to his face. This one knocked him out. He woke up with a cock deep in his throat. He started gagging and coughing. Another slap to his face. He wasn’t made for this. He tried to focus and think what would Helen do? What was Helen doing? He gave in and opened up, allowing the bull to fuck his mouth as deeply as he wanted.

“Suck motherfucker! Your bitch ain’t taught you nothing? Suck me!” he yelled.

Frank tried his best to comply. He wrapped his lips around the big cock and sucked. He moved his tongue around and imagined what he would want from Helen if she were sucking him. Suddenly the guy pulled out and stroked himself off directly onto Frank’s face and hair.

Helen saw it in the mirror. She was horrified. She knew Frank would never voluntarily suck another man’s cock. She wondered if he even knew what to do. Obviously he’d figured it out. Now she wasn’t horrified anymore. Her brain had suddenly switched. Now she was fantasizing about it while she was servicing two big bulls. This made her work harder and she could tell it was affecting the bulls. Their speed was increasing and they were quickly getting out of control.

The guy pumping her mouth came first. She swallowed most of it, but as soon as he pulled out, the guy in her pussy pulled out and shoved his cock in her mouth. The guy who had just fucked Frank’s mouth now lined up behind her and plowed into her ass. She worked to service both of them as quickly as possible. The bull in her mouth was pounding her relentlessly, as if he was on a mission to retaliate for something. The guy in her ass was slow and methodical, clearly taking his time as he grabbed her hips and plowed fervently and deliberately with each stroke.