The men chat and laugh with one another as time passes, each one almost as happy to be spending this time relaxing with their buddies as they were to be fucking the redheaded goddess currently writhing in pleasure on the couch. Beers are cracked open and conversation continues, the line up in front of her becoming more casual now as they pass the two hour mark. The weekend was not planned out entirely in detail, but Michael had made two requests of them.
The first was that for this first day, none of them would cum. This was her birthday, after all, and he wanted her to get as much pleasure as she could from each and every one of them before they reached their own. There were enough men that this was not an issue, the guys able to pull out of her when they neared their limit then having more than enough time to relax and recover before their turn came up again.
The second was that, for the entire weekend, every single resting moment of the day had to see one or more cocks inside his wife. They would of course give her time to use the restroom and eat, and after she fell asleep they would leave her alone until the next morning. Aside from those times, however, the goal was to have her filled up and enjoying every moment. When she took a shower she would have two of them in there with her, sandwiching her between them. When she went to bed in the evening her holes would be pounded until she fell asleep from sheer exhaustion. Then, in the morning, immediately after she woke up she would be welcomed to a new day by having the sheets pulled off and a hard cock pushed back inside her tight pussy.
All of this was unknown to Lianne, who was now sprawled out on the floor, her eyes rolled back and a steady groan of pleasure escaping her lips as she cums yet again. The man inside her grins down as he sees this, his hands grasping her slim waist tightly while he continues thrusting hard. He was Jonathan, one of Michael's coworkers and the youngest of their group. Lianne had been unofficially considered to be the hottest of the wives and girlfriends amongst this large circle of friends, and each and every one of them loved watching her body's reactions during sex. As her moans die down again he straightens up and pulls out of her, her legs trembling as she recovers. "Hey Alan, Steve, come over here. We don't want her to get too desensitized to things. She should enjoy this as much as we're able to give."
The two men who had been called out glance up and grin, standing and moving over to the woman. They knew well what was being suggested, and so Steve lays down on the couch and begins to drizzle lube over his thick cock while Alan gently helps her up, moving her over and having her lay back on Steve's chest. What happened next would pierce the fog she had been in, and she would remember this moment of the weekend quite clearly.
As Alan climbs onto the couch and spreads her legs apart, Steve grasps his dick and begins cramming it into her ass, slowly at first then with more and more pressure as he gradually stretches her open. Her eyes open wide and she yelps loudly, her volume rising even higher as Alan pushes his cock into her completely soaked pussy. The two men give her just a few moments to adjust then start thrusting steadily, alternating their movements so she was always as full as possible.
At this moment Michael was in the kitchen beginning the process of making dinner for everyone, the couple having arrived somewhat late in the afternoon and then several more hours having passed by this point. When he hears his wife's distinctive cries of pleasure get cut off he grins to himself and heads out to check on things, knowing well what he was likely to find.
Sure enough, when he reaches the living room he can barely see her past Alan and Steve pounding into her pussy and ass, Jonathan standing at her head and pumping his cock in and out of her stretched lips. "Damn, guys. I thought we were going to take it slow to start with. She'll pass out before dinner at this rate." He moves forward and taps Jonathan on the shoulder, smiling at the younger man. "Go keep an eye on dinner, could you? Thanks." Jonathan nods and pulls his cock free of Lianne's lips, her distinctive moans immediately returning in full force. Michael squats down by his wife and smiles at her, his hand brushing over her long, dark red hair as he looks into her eyes. "How you doing, hun? The boys treating you well?"
Lianne was indeed doing quite well. She had never before in her life cum so hard or so frequently, and there was no end in sight. She had long since lost track of how many times she had cum or how long each man had spent fucking her, and it took every bit of her concentration to focus on her husband kneeling down next to her now. A weak smile comes to her lips and she nods slightly, Alan and Steve not letting up at all in their constant hammering into her pussy and ass. "I'm... fantastic, babe. This is... oh god... the best present you've ever given me..." Her eyes then close and she bites her lip hard, yet another orgasm quickly approaching.
When Michael sees this he grins widely, then leans in and kisses her gently on the forehead. "Well, don't fight the pleasure. Just lay back and enjoy yourself. I'm getting dinner ready now, your favorite. That'll give you a little bit of a break, get your energy back." He then straightens up and nods at the two men currently fucking his wife before turning and returning to the kitchen.
Dinner came as promised, her husband giving them a 5 minute warning that the food was about ready. Alan and Steve had neared their limits and pulled out of her a while ago, tagging in Greg from Michael's gym and Alexander from Lianne's work. At the time the warning is given these two had her pinned between them on the couch still, but quickly pulled out and helped her to her feet in order to bring her over to the nearby restroom. Her legs wobble slightly but she is mostly able to stand and move under her own power, thanking the two and squeezing their arms gently before stepping into the restroom and shutting the door.
Her eyes close and she lets out a deep breath, leaning against the door as she recovers. Marathon sex was nothing new for her, she and her husband then-boyfriend had often spent entire weekends at it when they were first dating. The sheer number of men here, however, was a completely new experience to her. Knowing that they would soon come looking she straightens up from the door and moves over to the sink, starting the water running and looking at herself in the mirror. Her long hair was somewhat of a mess, lipstick smeared from a few of the men pushing their cocks past her lips. The sweat that had glistened on her body during the long afternoon was drying somewhat, and aside from these things she looked relatively normal. She did find it odd that none of the men had cum inside or on her yet, having heard nothing of her husbands rules for the weekend, but shrugs slightly as she dismisses the thought. The water was now warm and she leans over to wash her face, then clean up the rest of her body as best as she was able.
When she finishes she looks around for any clothing she could put on, but sees nothing. She gives a slight nod of acknowledgement, it seemed that this event would have her spending most of it completely naked, which was completely fine with her. After checking herself over one last time she exits the restroom, seeing several of the men waiting outside for her. They grin when they spot her, but since dinner was ready they simply lead her to the dining room.
It wasn't anything fancy. While Michael was undoubtedly the better cook of the couple his options at this cabin were somewhat limited. She appreciated the effort, however, and took a seat at the head of the large table, her husband directly across from her. When everyone was seated the large man stands and raises a glass, smiling as everyone turns their attention to him. "I just want to thank you all for being here. Lianne is the most perfect, amazing woman I have ever met, and I thank my lucky stars every day that she has agreed to spend her life with me. Happy birthday, hun. This weekend is for you." He then inclines his head slightly and takes a sip of his drink, the other men murmuring their agreement and drinking from their own glasses before starting to eat.
A wide smile is on Lianne's face and moisture glistens at the corners of her eyes, simply staring across at the amazing man she had married. At that moment she wanted nothing more than to leap across the table and ravish him, even despite the long afternoon she had just endured, but instead simply blows him a kiss and lowers her head to start eating. She did not know until just that moment how hungry she was and the dinner passes happily, the men all chatting amongst themselves while they and the birthday girl refuel to get their energy back.
