Offering my wife Chapter 3

The introduction is as follows: My wife and I were invited to a party at a businessman's villa, and the party revolved around my wife, and this chapter is the result. Chapter 3 - Just a dream As you can imagine, when I woke up the morning after that wedding night, and with all the drinking, I felt terrible. My head was pounding like a train stake being stuck in hard clay. Not only did I have a hellish hangover, but I felt a strange restlessness. I felt guilty about something, but I couldn't identify what it was because of the alcohol-induced brain fog. My mind remembered the events of the previous night to reconstruct what had happened. I remembered that we went to that disco and met that group of local men. So, somehow, we ended up at that private party in that big house. So I had some vision of Tammy suddenly getting beaten up by a gang on a sink table? The whole thing was too bizarre and out of the ordinary to have really happened. I decided it was just a nightmare because of that excess Mexican tequila we had when we checked into that hotel bar. It had to be the tequila that produced that very bizarre dream of my wife being fucked by a bunch of strangers. No gang bang could have happened. It's not possible. That's totally foreign to Tammy, and I certainly would never have allowed that. Wow, what a strange and vivid dream. Maybe I need to find another bottle of the same brand of tequila. Maybe that gives me more eccentric ideas to use as inspiration for real sexual adventures with my new fiancée. While I was lying in bed watching Tammy, still asleep, she was on her stomach and her head was buried in the pillow. Her legs were spread wide. Her hips and back were slightly bent, as if she was beginning to crawl. Her naked skin was almost glowing in the filtered morning light. I could see a little bit of her inviting pussy that was barely visible from my angle. It occurred to me that we were on our honeymoon and I couldn't remember if we'd ever had sex. I couldn't remember having done that last night when we got back to the room from that nightclub. It's all so foggy. But her pussy was calling me. I completely forgot about my hangover and slid down to her. I started at her foot, kissing her toes, the sole of her foot and then the back of her ankle. I slowly climbed up to her thigh and the back of her knee, licking and kissing the delicious skin of my lovely bride. Her skin had a slightly strange smell. Like sweat, but much stronger. And the taste was also more powerful. I didn't mind. We were in a hot climate, so she was sweating through the night. Nothing much. I love kissing her and licking her after we spent the night together. I knew that there would be a spot on her body, that when I got there, she would wake up and receive my personal attention. I continued this exploration of her body with my tongue and I reached down to the back of her thigh. When I could lick her tail, she woke me up, and I think she would have enjoyed the drink just a little bit, because normally I would have felt safe. As much as I wanted to turn her around and start licking her pussy, I decided to take my time and continue my trail of licks and kisses from the curve of her spine to between her shoulder blades. I inhaled her feminine scent, which was a mixture of soft perfume, a little salty sweat from her dancing in the hot night air and the familiar smell of... pee smell. I buried my face in her neck and hair and took a deep breath. I really smelled a lot of pee, sweat and... fun. My lovely wife, naked to the world, spread out on our honeymoon bed, smelled of pee and semen. And then I realized. I sat in bed and realized that it wasn't a tequila-induced dream that I had. It really happened. We actually went to a Mexican businessman's mansion with a group of friends last night. And Tammy really got fucked by all those men, and it was on a pool table? My mind was racing to piece together the memories in some logical order. Segments of the action were flashing in my memory and confusing the sequence of events. She suddenly got naked for some reason, so I remember, but I don't know how it happened. It seems like she was naked at one time and the other. And then I remembered her surrounded by all those men? How did it happen without that? Where was I? The next thing in my brain was a table stick sucking on Tammy's face, one knee bending while I was fucking the other, and now it was all coming back to me. Now I remembered everything. My brain could suddenly see her sitting on that guy at the pool table, and the other guy behind her, fucking her on the ass! And she was loving it! I was having a hard time processing these images that flooded my head. She was really enjoying being impressed by two men. There's a name for it, but I couldn't figure out what it was called. Wait. Then I remembered the guy behind her asking me something. He asked me if it was okay for her to do what she wanted. To do what she asked? Oh my God. She wanted to suck the juice out of his ass that was buried in the bottom of her ass. Bitch. And I said OK. And she did that. And she loved it. But the smell of urine? That was a puzzle. I remember every one of those men doing whatever they wanted to her, and some of them helping her out of the sink table. She was kind of lying/sitting on the floor when I approached her. I was horny and needed some satisfaction after watching her sex marathon. And I remember opening the zipper and wanting her to suck me off. But she looked directly at me and said no. Dope. I remember that now. She said NO! to me. But not to that group of strangers. She didn't say no to any of them. But she rejected me. So I peed on her. I stood on her face. I remember blowing up and stuffing her. So Tammy looked at me, opened her mouth, and she grabbed a bowl of my urine, and she swallowed it. And we were all swallowing it, and she swallowed it, and she swallowed it, and she swallowed it, and it was all a huge load of shit, and I was all swallowed up by a bunch of men.