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Bi Hubby Busted at Bookstore part 3- Night at theDisclaimer: All events and persons in the following story are ficticious.End of part 2-My cock was hard again. She began sucking it as we 69'ed. She was thrusting her hips on my face. I heard her say, "Oh fuck I'm cumming." At the same moment she stuck my cock in her mouth and I came for the second time in five minutes. She continued to face fuck me with her crotch and kept sucking my jizz into her mouth. After a moment of post-orgasm bliss, my wife dismounted my head and turned to face me. She lowered her mouth to mine and kissed me as my cum drooled from her mouth to mine. Our tongues swirled together and I swallowed my cum as we kissed. Then, we kissed once again on the lips and my wife said she needed to take a shower. She stood up, went into the bathroom and shut the door.Bi Hubby Busted at Bookstore part 3- Night at the TheaterFor about a minute, I heard the shower running, then I immediately fell into a deep sleep. My morning festivities, at the adult bookstore and back here at the hotel, had truly worn me out. I hadn't even eaten breakfast yet (although, I HAD swallowed a good deal of cum). My morning had included: me getting ass fucked, me sucking cock, my total humiliation as other guys came on my face, while others (both men and women) watched and took video, me walking around with cum on my face, me wearing a giant butt plug, and, of course, me getting caught by my wife being a total faggot. Then, back at the hotel, my wife and I had wild sex. Starting with her fantastic BBW ass on my face, me fucking her, me eating her fresh creampie, and finally a hot 69, with my wife "snowballing" me at the end. No wonder I was tired. I slept a wonderful, totally contented, sleep until I woke up at 11:30 in the morning. As I looked at the clock, I reached across the bed and realized my wife wasn't there. I looked around the hotel room. Hmmmm.... I rolled over and took my cell phone off the night stand. I texted my spouse. "I'm awake. Where are you?" As I waited for a response, my stomach growled. I quickly realized two things. First, I was starving, and secondly, I needed to shower the morning's sex "juices" off my body (both male and female). As I cleaned myself up, I wondered where my wife was. Was she pissed off at me? I mean (amazingly??), our sex AFTER she caught me getting ass fucked by another man was teriffic. Still, I was concerned. I got dressed and went to the restaurant in the basement of our hotel. I ate a big meal, which made me feel better. Still, where was my wife? I returned to our room and started to call her, but noticed I had a text. The text was from my wife and it said, "Do you have the butt plug in your ass?" I didn't, but I lied and şehitkamil escort (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/sehitkamil-escort) texted back, "Yes, I do." My wife replied, "Go to the bathroom mirror and take a picture of your ass with the plug in and send it to me." Uh oh. Shit, I was busted. I went in the bathroom and grabbed the ass toy and lube. I quickly shoved it in my ass (it hurt a lot, but not as much as it did earlier at the bookstore). I turned so my butt was facing the mirror. Then, I bent over and took a picture. I sent it to my wife. She replied, "Now, remove it and hold it by your face and take a picture. Then, send it to me." I did what she asked. I took it out of my anus and held it up to my face. Click. I took the picture and sent it to her. I waited for another text, but none came. What was I supposed to do, now? I waited 5 more minutes, and finally called her cell. It went straight to voice mail. After a few more minutes, I decided I'd better insert the plug into my ass again, in case she came back to our room. Then, I waited, and waited some more. I tried sitting on the bed and watching t.v., but "sitting" was pretty uncomfortable. I eventually laid on my stomach and tried reading a book. Finally, at 4 p.m., I got a text from my wife. All it said was, "I'm having so much fun on this vacation!! See you later." What?? What the hell did THAT mean? Where was she and what was she doing? My thoughts were racing. Suddenly, another text came through. This time it had a picture. It was a muscular, naked, black man with a huge, hard cock, standing in what appeared to be a hotel room. As I stared at it, another text came through. This time it was a picture of "Mary" (the porn store clerk with the large breasts). This picture showed Mary completely nude, huge tits and all, wearing the big strap-on dildo my wife and I had bought that morning. Oh my god! Both of these pictures had my cock so hard (even with a big toy in my butt), that I took my dick out and started jacking off. Was my wife having sex with these two strangers, or was she just fucking with my head? I flipped back to the picture of the black man. He was beautiful. I stared at that cock and jerked myself as I imagined sucking that dick, with the man shooting his wonderful cum down my throat. Suddenly, I pictured Mary fucking me with that strap-on WHILE I was sucking the man's dick. God, what a fantasy. I felt my cum rising, when another text came. "Mary, Marcus and I are coming to the room now." the text said. Shit!! I started to put my penis back in my pants, when I heard the key card in the door. The three of them walked in and my wife saw me zipping up my pants. "Oh my," she said, "someone must have liked the pictures we sent." Mary and "Marcus" (the black man in the photo), were grinning and looking at my pants. My hard dick was apparent, as was my embarrassment. It was then that I noticed Mary holding the strap-on in her hand. She noticed me looking at it and said, "Do you want to suck on it?" She slapped my cheek with it and said, "Smell it. Does it smell like your wife's pussy, or asshole? It should. Taste it and tell us what you think." She rubbed it on my lips, and I opened my mouth and immediately started sucking. Marcus smiled and said to my wife, "Damn, he is a faggot. Look at him sucking that thing." Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my wife holding up her phone and taking a video. "All right, get that thing out of your mouth. You'll be getting more than enough cock tonight at the theater" my wife said. Now, I'd already figured out that Mary and my wife had something set up at the adult bookstore, but I didn't know what it was. I was both nervous and excited. My wife said, "Mary and I have some more work to do before tonight. You need to follow my instructions so you'll be ready. First, go to the d**g store and buy an enema. While your at it, buy some KY jelly and some rubber gloves, just to embarrass you in front of the cashier. (They all smiled). Then, come back here, take out your butt plug, and douche the hell out of you asshole with the enema. After you're totally clean, shower and shave all your pubic hair and the hair around your butthole. When that's all done, you can go to dinner. Come to the theater at 7 p.m., and we'll meet you there. Got all that?" Oh my god! My mind was whirling with ideas. What's going to happen tonight at the theater. I mean obviously there was going to be sex involved, but what kind and with who? I mean, I pretty much knew for certain I'd be getting cock in my ass (with the enema and my butt hair shaved). As I was thinking about all of this, I realized that my wife was looking at me with raised eyebrows. "Got it?" she asked. I told her I understood and I'd see her at the bookstore at 7. Then, Marcus, Mary and my wife left (off to do who knows what). Meanwhile, I started looking through the phone book to find the nearest d**gstore, where I could buy an enema...At 6:15, I glanced at myself in the hotel bathroom mirror. I looked (and felt) so sexy with all my pubic hair shaved off. I also felt so "cleaned out" what with the enema and all. Now all I to do was eat and go to the adult bookstore. The thought of what would happen when I got there had my cock dripping a little pre-cum, already. I tried to eat some dinner at the hotel restaurant, but I was too nervous. At, 6:55, I went across the street to the theater. I opened the door and there must have been 40 people crammed into the place. When I walked in, people stopped talking and everyone looked at me. My wife, who was standing back by the theater door, said, "There he is. The star of the show. Now we can start the movie." My wife came over and took my hand. She led me through the crowd. As we neared the theater door, I saw it. "It" was a poster of me, my face covered in cum and sucking on a big black cock. The caption above it said, "Bi Hubby Busted at Bookstore." Underneath my picture, it said, "My husband said he was going for a walk. A little later, I looked outside and saw him entering an adult bookstore. I ended up following him there. Little did I know that he'd been sucking COCK and getting FUCKED in the ass. And that's how it happened... Bi Hubby Busted at Bookstore. Rated XXX." My wife pulled me through the theater door and she said, "C'mon honey, everyone's waiting for you." We entered and my wife guided us to two chairs in the back, on the aisle. We sat down and everyone from the front of the store was coming in and taking seats. A minute later, the lights dimmed and the movie started. My wife said, "Are you excited?" From the poster in the lobby, I deduced that some of this movie was about me. I WAS excited, but also confused. "Bi Hubby Busted at Bookstore" flashed across the screen. Next came a series of still shots of ME. Me with the butt plug, me with cum on my face, me with a black cock in my ass (a close-up that someone got), etc., etc. Next came a short clip of my wife telling me to clean the black cock that had just been in my ass, and thank him for fucking me. At this point, my wife reached over and grabbed my dick through my pants. "Take these off." she said. I slid my pants and underwear off and she took my penis in her hand. "Do you want me to suck you?" she asked. "Oh God yes!" I replied. She let go of my cock and said, "Sorry. Marcus and his basketball team are meeting me and Mary back in our hotel room. Oh...and look behind you. You have a lot of work to do. These people paid extra for the movie just to be with you." I looked behind me and saw a line of men (and some women). Some guys already had their dicks out. My wife said, "The movie is about an hour long. It's basically clips of you and some other stuff that Mary and I pieced together with you ond other faggots from the internet. You'll probably be too busy to watch the movie, tonight. You'll be occupied with all the cocks you'll be sucking and fucking. Don't worry, though, your movie will be all over the internet when we get home. One more thing. Don't come back to the room until the movie is over. I want to be full of cum in my mouth, pussy and ass, for you to clean me up." At that point she got up and left. As I turned to say something to her, the first man in line behind me put his cock to my mouth and another man told me to bend my ass up over the chair. THE END