Family Beach Party Turned X Rated Part 6 Re-Issued
continuing story about Geg and his wife Sandra
True Story, Cheating
Gender: male Age: N/A Location: N/A
Continuation of Family Beach Party Turned X Rated
Please read Parts 1-5 before reading this part
Family Beach Party Turned X Rated Part 6. Re-Issued by [email protected]
I went to the washroom and took my usual morning shit. I looked in the toilet bowl and saw the usual thick white globs of white shit. I wiped my ass and went to the sink and washed my hands. I looked in the mirror at my face and took the shaving cream out and pumped it out and put it on my face. I had the usual salty taste in my mouth. I examined my face in the mirror and noticed how red my bottom lip was. My bottom lip was always red in the morning for some reason. I finished shaving rinsed my face clean and went back in the bedroom and got dressed in jean shorts, T-shirt and sandals.
“Good morning Sandra, Matt, Chuck. How did everyone sleep?” I asked walking in the kitchen.
“Good morning dad, I slept like a log dad.” Chuck answered.
“I had a great sleep.” Steve answered. Thank you Mr. Thomas for letting me go hiking with you and your family and letting me spend the night.”
“Yes, Mr. Thomas, thank you for the great hike, barbeque and spending the night.” Len answered.
“I slept good dad.” Matt also answered.
“You were asleep as soon as your head was on the pillow honey but I had trouble getting to sleep. You must have had some strange dreams. You did a lot of talking in your sleep but I couldn’t understand what you were saying. That’s all I remember. I must have fallen asleep a little while later. The next thing I remember was waking up this morning.” Sandra answered and smiled.
“I am glad Steve and your brother Len enjoyed the hike yesterday and spending the night but please call me Greg.” I said. “I’ll drop you both off in town on our way home boys. I want to get on the road as soon as possible it’s a long drive home and I have a lot of work I want to catch up on tomorrow. Is everyone packed up ready to go?” I asked.
“Yes dad.” Chuck and Len said the same time.
“I’m all packed. I didn’t bring very much because the cabin had everything we needed. I just brought our clothes and they are packed. I have the suit cases by the side door ready to taken to the car.” Sandra said.
The six of us ate breakfast talking about how we enjoyed our hiking the day before. Chuck and Len helped me pack the car. We all got in the car and I drove into town and asked Steve and his brother Len where I should let them off. They told me in front of the general store would be the best place.
It was a good eight hour drive home. I didn’t have to drive the entire way thank goodness Sandra, Matt and Chuck each drove part of the way. As soon as we got home Sandra told me she had to call someone and for me to relax in the living room and she would bring in my hot chocolate as soon as she was off the phone. She told me she wouldn’t be very long. Chuck and Matt went to their rooms. They told me they wanted to call their friends to plan for tomorrow. I had put in three different phone lines my sons had their own phone lines in their room and Sandra and I had a separate phone lines in the den. I went in the living room and sat in my favorite chair. I knew tomorrow would be hectic because I had a meeting scheduled first thing in the morning.
I told the boys I probably wouldn’t see them until the next day because they would probably still be sleeping when I left for work. It was summer break so the boys had no reason to get up early. I knew they both had jobs at the gym cleaning up but they didn’t start work until around ten in the morning.
I picked up the TV remote and turned it on to watch the late night news. I thought it would be something to do while I waited for Sandra to finish her phone calls. I watched the national news, the weather when Sandra walked in the living room. “Here’s your hot chocolate dear. It’s not as strong as usual because I’m almost out of secret recipe that helps you sleep. I’m going to buy more tomorrow Greg.” Sandra said putting it on the table beside my chair. She sat down on the couch across from me.
She said. “I hope it will be enough to put me to sleep. I always have trouble falling asleep after a trip. I know most people get tired after driving all day but it’s the opposite with me. I hope the hot chocolate will be strong enough to put me to sleep because I have an early appointment in the morning.” I said taking a sip of the hot chocolate Sandra had put on the table beside my chair.
“I see you’re watching the sports scores Greg. How did our team do today? Our team played an out of town game so I wouldn’t have been able to go to the game. I only get free tickets when our sports teams play home games.” Sandra answered.
“The sports news announced our team lost the game. I guess the football players are going to be upset about the losing.” I said.
“You’re right about that Greg. I have seen the players stomping off the field after they have lost a game. They sure looked angry.” Sandra answered. “I see it was an early game in New York so they’ll be back in town and will probably need consoling.”
“Yes I guess they’ll be back home by now. I have heard rumors’ about our team players. The rumors I’ve heard our team players behave differently than the players in other cities especially after home games. I heard our city team players stay out all night after their games and no one knows where they go. I heard they always show up for practice a couple days after the game. I’ve even heard sometimes our team players have disappeared as soon as they get off the plane when they have returned from out of city games. They only show up days later at practice. I have heard even their wives don’t even know where they go. The wives I heard say they are glad their husbands don’t come home after they lose a game because they are so angry and aggressive. So they are actually happy they don’t come home.”
I took another sip of my hot chocolate and put the cup on the table beside me. I never understood football but Sandra liked football. I don’t know how she did it but she got free tickets to our football home games. She also gets free basketball home games, home soccer games, baseball home games and hockey games. She really supports our teams. She never told me how she manages to get home team tickets. The tickets must cost a mint, especially the NHL hockey games. She never offers to tell me how she gets the tickets so I never ask. She’s upset because the NHL is on strike. “The players of our team I’ve heard disappear for days. Not even the players’ wives know where they go so I’ve heard.” If our team players are disappearing it hasn’t been leaked to the press. That’s why I think what I’ve heard is a bunch of crap. Sorry dear for saying that word. I can’t think of another word to describe how stupid the rumors.
When Sandra came home late from one of the games, I would be up watching TV because I couldn’t fall asleep. She would always make my favorite hot chocolate and I would drink it while she told me about the game she watched that day. I’d go to bed and fall asleep as soon as I put my head on my pillow. It was really strange I never even have dreams those nights I’d be so knocked out. I guess it was strange but the morning after the games I woke up with my entire mouth tasting salty and the strange taste stronger than usual. My lips were all puffy and red. I really had a sore ass hole and pooped out huge amounts of white shit. Sandra always managed to pull all the sheets off the bed before I woke up and put them in the laundry.
“I see on sports the Lions lost their game tonight I guess the players will be upset and be disappearing until they show up for practice tomorrow.” I said sipping my hot chocolate. I stretched and yawned. “I’m going to bed. I just hope there’s enough of that secret ingredient in the hot chocolate to put me to sleep. I want to be alert for tomorrow’s meeting.” I said. I picked my empty cup, took it the kitchen, rinsed it and put it in the sink. I then headed to the washroom to clean up before going to bed.
I stripped nude and got into bed. I believe I said this before but I write it again. Sandra always asked me to sleep nude for some reason. It wasn’t because we had sex every night because we didn’t. I was seldom in the mood for sex after my busy day, working out at the gym and all the business meetings I went to all day. So I wasn’t in the mood very often for sex and Sandra never complained.
I laid down and felt my eye lids closing I was drifting off to sleep when I heard what sounded like a large truck coming down the back alley. The alleyway was behind our bedroom. Lots of nights I heard trucks or buses down the back alleyway. I always thought it was strange because as far as I knew it wasn’t even a short cut through our suburb. The trucks or buses went further down the back alley and I felt myself falling asleep again.
I thought I heard talking outside in the back yard but maybe it was part of my dreaming. “Fuck we lost the damn game. It was so damn close until that last kick off. Damn I’m angry and every time I get angry like this my balls get so damn full of cum.” I thought I heard in my sleep.
“What more can she try? You told me she’s getting fucked by all the sports teams in the city us football players, basketball players, body builders. What more can you think of, she hasn’t done already by the sound of it?”
“Animals. That’s what. I’d love to see the bitch taking on a bunch of horny dogs. I’d love to watch the bitch getting fucked by the dogs beside her husband while he’s sleeping beside her. If she agreed I’d even make another suggestion to her.” I could swear I heard from the other room.
I felt myself going into a deeper sleep. I don’t know how long I was in deep sleep without dreaming. The next thing I heard was a bunch of noise going on in the bedroom. Fuck bitch I love how kinky you are. That’s what makes coming here and emptying our loads all that much more satisfying.” Then I thought I felt the sheet covering me was pulled off me. I felt someone get on the bed beside me and figured it was Sandra getting in bed.
“Hurry up stud. I need you studs. My mouth is watering for big cock and look I have my legs spread and my pussy is wet and my clit is hard. Come on guys.” I thought I heard beside me. I tried to open my eye lids in my dream and turn my head toward Sandra’s side of the bed. I couldn’t believe what I saw. I had to be dreaming. Everything was foggy through my half closed eye lids but I was positive I saw the bedroom full of muscular, tall black and white men. Some looked like they had football padding on. Some of the other men had our city team jerseys and jock straps and some were nude. I managed to turn my head and through my foggy mind I swore Sandra was lying flat on her back nude with her legs spread wide open. I knew it had to be a dream. Maybe when my hot chocolate was diluted I had side effects and weird dreams were one of the side effects. I was about to say something but suddenly everything went black again. The weak hot chocolate must have kicked in. I don’t know how long I slept without dreaming.
I drifted up from my deep sleep and began having another dream. I heard muffled yelling beside me. “Take my cock you fucking bitch. Fuck yeah you have one hot throat.”
“Your stupid husband has just as good a mouth as you slut. I had to force his mouth open but he has my big cock head inside that hot mouth. I’m lucky to be the first tonight to take his mouth.” I heard behind me and look up through a fog and realized there was a huge cock head in my mouth and big balls swinging above my forehead. I thought I saw this muscular black man staring down at me. He had his big hands on each side of my head.
I tried to look to my side and saw this big black muscular man on top of Sandra. Her legs were half way around his body. I heard her moaning as if her mouth was full. The big, muscular black man was groaning. “Take my cock you bitch in heat. Fuck you love big cock, don’t you slut.” He groaned. We’ve been fucking you for hours and your legs are still wide open.
“It’s about time one of you guys get in her hubbies pussy and don’t wait any longer for the slut’s pussy or mouth to become available. Do me a favor while you ram your cock down the fag’s throat. Help me pull his legs up and over his head so I can ram my cock in his ass.” Someone else said.
I felt the guy who had his big cock head in my mouth lean over me the same time the guy spreading my legs and pushing up and back so my legs were being forced over the top of me. I knew in my dream my asshole must have been wide open. I then felt something huge pressing against my asshole and then my asshole was stretched and a golf ball size thing entered my asshole followed by what felt like a thick, long hard pole. I knew in my dream it was the guys huge cock. Above me the guys moaned. “Get ready faggot because I’m plowing my cock down your throat. I looked up with my eyes wide open and saw the angry look on the big, muscular black man as he pushed hard his cock pushed to the back of my mouth and entered my throat. He pushed even harder and I felt his big balls smacking my nose. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t believe in my dream I had swallowed the huge thick cock so easily like my throat had been fucked for years. I couldn’t breathe and as everything got darker and darker and I felt my eye lids closing. I must have blacked out and gone into my deep sleep again.
I have no idea how long I was in the deep sleep again. I felt myself in a middle of another dream. I managed to look to my side and saw Sandra was on her hands and knees. She was pushing her ass back with a big white muscular guy holding her hips and ramming his huge cock in and out of her asshole. I could hear what sounded like his big balls slapping her each time he pushed his cock into her ass. I suddenly heard her moaning and looked up to see a big black man in front of her. He was shoving his big black cock down her throat holding her head between his two large hands.
That’s when I realized I had a couple of pillows under my stomach and I was on my hands and knees also. I felt some ones big hand on each of my ass cheeks and his big cock pushing into me hard. His big balls slapped my own balls. “Pay attention faggot.” I heard and realized my head was being held two big hands and a big white cock head was in my mouth. “Fuck this fag is waking up. Damn I’m surprised at least a dozen of us fucked his ass and mouth while he was out cold. Damn you did give him strong knock out medication slut.”
I didn’t hear Sandra answer him I only heard her moaning loudly. The guy who had his cock head in my mouth while I was on my hands and knees rammed his long thick cock down my throat and once more everything went black as he held his big cock down my throat. I felt I had blacked out again falling even deeper into sleep.
I have no idea how long I was sound asleep this time but when I half woke up I saw the big black and white men getting dressed in their football gear. Sandra was on her back again with her legs spread as yet another black guy rammed his big cock in her pussy. I was amazed she was covered in thick white stuff that looked like the shit I took every morning. Behind Sandra a big, muscular white man was pushing his thick long cock down her throat. It was so big I could see the outline of his cock in her neck.
“Fuck I needed this you fucking homo bitch.” That’s when I realized my legs were once more over my head and a big black man was leaning over my face with his big cock deep in my ass. I also saw a white muscular man holding my head and pushing his cock deep into my mouth. He rammed it down my throat holding my head in both his big hands. He kept his cock buried down my throat with his big balls pressing against my nose and I felt my head going into blackness again.
I have no idea how long I was in deep sleep this time. I felt myself in a dream again. Then realized I had finally woken up. I pushed aching body on my elbows and looked around the room. I was lying on the bare mattresses. My bowels felt stuffed with shit. I had to go real bad. Also my throat felt clogged up, my lips puffy, my asshole puffy and sore. Even my nose felt sore. For some reason I felt like I had eaten a huge meal. My stomach felt full.
However it wasn’t anything unusual. I had felt like this many times since Sandra and I got married. Sandra wasn’t beside me. She must have pulled the sheets off and under me when I was asleep. “Good morning dear.” Sandra said as she entered from the bathroom with her long white terry cloth house coat wrapped around her. She looked fresh ready to start a new day. She must have just come from the shower. “Get up sleepy head. You did a lot of tossing and turning all night. Did you have those strange dreams again? I always notice when I am running low and have to use less of the secret ingredient you have weird dreams.”
“Yes, your right about that Sandra. I did have weird dreams.” I said sitting up and putting my legs over the side of the bed. I felt like my body had been scrubbed while I was asleep. My body was slightly red.
“You did a lot of moving around in your sleep causing the sheet to rub over you. You’re all red from the irritation of the sheet. You better get a move on and take your shower. You said you had an early morning appointment. “Sandra said walking toward the bedroom closet.
I went to the washroom. My bowels felt fuller than they had when I had been at the cabin. I kept grunting and pooping and pooping. Finally I thought I had pooped out as much as I could for then. I knew I’d have to poop again later in the day. I went to the mirror and noticed how red my nose was and my lips puffy. I swirled my tongue around my mouth. It had that familiar taste every morning since my wedding night with Sandra. I had to admit I liked the taste and licked my lips. Even my lips tasted like the inside of my mouth. Reluctantly I brushed my teeth gargled, shaved and took a quick shower. I went back to the bedroom. Sandra had already dressed and gone down the hall to the kitchen. I put on a pair of dress pants and light blue shirt. I was ready for my day and all the meetings I had planned.
End of Family Beach Party Turned X Rated Part 6. Re-Issued