113.
I braced myself for the answer. I knew it wouldn't be one. But surely not six...
Sophie didn't flinch. "Four."
Fuck!
Then she gave me a detail I hadn't asked for.
"Phil, Mark, Jason and Simon."
Not Alex then. And not uber-Alpha John either. Something told me that I should be grateful for small mercies.
"I bet Alex was disappointed with you, for not pulling a tick out for him."
"Not at all," she answered. "I did say sorry to him, but he said that he was looking forward to watching."
I could imagine that actually. Wasn't that the culmination of a Dom's fantasies, to see his sub used like that? And wasn't there something to be said for being able to just stand back and admire it?
After all, he knew full well that he would be able to fuck her afterwards, fully turned on by what he had seen.
"So what happened? What did they do?" My heart was thumping hard in my chest and I had to struggle to keep the tremor out of my voice.
"Well, I'm sure you can work it out. It's just maths. Do you really want the details?"
'Just maths'. That was the thing about that though, four into three doesn't go. Not without a little creativity. So therefore did I want the details?
Yes...
"I do," I said.
Sophie looked at me carefully, her eyes narrowing slightly, which quickly turned into a frown.
She waited a couple of seconds, weighing something up. Weighing... me up.
Finally she pursed her lips and nodded her head, once, slowly. "OK," she said.
She paused for another couple of seconds, looking up, recalling the events of the night before, working out where to begin.
"Phil came over to the sofa I was sitting on, where I'd been talking to Ellie and Steph. He held his hand out, like a gentleman, and escorted me to a big rug in front of the fireplace, where they had put some covers down."
I was a little surprised at that. After everything else Sophie had said about the hotel, and the supplies in the bedrooms, and the expensive sex toys as gifts, a rug with some covers on seemed a little prosaic.
"Simon, Mark and Jason were already waiting," Sophie continued. "Each of them stepped forward and gave me a kiss on the cheek, and then Phil gently pushed me down onto my knees."
Of course I knew what was coming next.
"They all dropped their towels," Sophie said, and her eyes actually sparkled at the memory, at the image in her head. "And stood around me, cocks in hand. Phil went first. He placed his hand on the top of my head and told me to open my mouth. Then he put his cock in it. I sucked them all in turn, and then just switched around, or took what I was given, usually wanking a couple of the others at the same time."
My cock throbbed in my pants. I glanced at her discarded lingerie on the bed again.
"You were wearing that, I presume," I said to her. Sophie nodded. I reached across the bed for it and held it up. I wanted to see what she was wearing, what she would have looked like.
It was a black lace body - seemingly Alex's lingerie of choice - with an almost completely open back and a sheer black micro skirt incorporated, which would have fanned out on Sophie's thighs as she was kneeling down. The suspender straps were also part of the body, underneath the skirt.
I could easily picture her in it and knew how hot she must have looked. No wonder she was the one chosen.
I tossed the lingerie back onto the bed and nodded at Sophie. "Sorry, go on," I said.
"Then Phil got a bottle of lube and told me to go down on all fours. Alex called out and told him he wouldn't need that... yet. Phil opened the bottom of my lingerie and slipped a couple of fingers in me to check if I was ready, and I heard Alex say 'Told you'. Then Phil asked Alex if they needed condoms. Alex said they did, and Phil must have been disappointed because Alex said 'Sorry' and that it was 'the lady's prerogative'."
I wondered what the other women did. I remembered Sophie saying that Phil let his partner, Jen, go bareback. I asked Sophie and she said that only Steph used condoms. And then she said that she thought Steph had stopped by the end of the night too.
"So Phil handed the other three a condom each," she continued her tale, "and then he was the first to have me, doggy style, while I was still on all fours."
I imagined Sophie on her hands and knees, her arse ringed by the little skirt, the straight lines of her stockings across the back of her thighs, some guy kneeling behind her, feeding his cock into her pussy.
"After a few minutes Mark gave me his cock to suck again and the two of them fucked me at both ends."
That was it. That was the moment. Relayed so matter of factly. The moment she first had two cocks together. Her first MMF threesome. An acronym shortly to be enhanced by more Ms, I had no doubt.
"Then Phil pulled out and one of the others replaced him. I knew it was Jason, because he was quite big." Sophie paused for a moment, I don't know if she was recalling Jason's cock entering her, or pausing to satisfy herself that I was OK for her to continue.
"Jason fucked me like that, doggy style too. And Simon joined Mark in giving me his cock to suck. And then Mark told me to lie on my back, because he wanted to have me that way. And then Simon had his turn the same way, except he pushed my legs right back..." she paused again. "That's when I finally came the first time."
I noted that she'd said 'first', so I knew there were other orgasms on the way. But to be honest I was beginning to get desensitised to it all, one man replacing another in her cunt. The same in her mouth. But then she said "Then Phil said it was time to take it up a level. And at first I thought he meant for them to fuck me harder. But he got Mark to lie on the floor and told me to climb on top of him, which I did. But before Mark started to fuck me again, he held me against his chest, and then I felt Phil applying lube to my bum."
She gave a dry little chuckle and said "Then he laughed and said to Alex that he needed it now. And then he put his cock in there and him and Mark DPd me for a few minutes, until I heard him call to the others to make me airtight."
"Airtight?" I was momentarily puzzled. I'd never heard the term before. But I quickly worked out what it meant, even before Sophie said that Jason stuck his big dick in her mouth.
So there she was. My wife. In my head, being fucked in all her holes. I realised, after The Carousel, and now this, that she really was a true slut now, like Victoria. And I loved that in Victoria, so how could I hate it in Sophie.
And the truth was, I didn't.
Sophie then gave me the details of her second orgasm, while they used her like that, which seemed to be one long rumbling orgasm all the while she was 'airtight'.
Followed by her rattling through the line-up changes as Mark replaced Phil in her arse, Jason took her cunt and Simon her mouth, and then another change, and another, until every one of them had had her everywhere.
"And then Phil said 'let's see if she can complete the dice's challenge then'.
I frowned now. "What did he mean by that?" I asked her.
Sophie pursed her lips again. "Apparently the dice hadn't said that I had to be fucked by four men. The dice had challenged me to take four at once..."
She left that sentence hanging as I tried to work it out. With one guy underneath her and another kneeling behind her, there surely wasn't room to get another cock in her pussy, or up her bum. Not without some major league contortionism.
Which left...
"So I had to take Simon and Mark in my mouth together..."
I looked at Sophie's petite mouth. I wasn't sure if even that was possible.
She must have seen the look on my face "They had to stand close together, so their cocks were pretty much side by side, and I wrapped my hand around the two of them together and took them into my mouth like that."
She shrugged. "It wasn't easy, one or the other kept slipping out, and I could only really take their helmets in, and I couldn't really suck them. But I did it."
And for the second time there was a trace of pride in her voice and on her face.
"Phil was very pleased," She said. And Alex was. "And then to finish, Phil told me to kneel back down and they all wanked off over me, over my face and my tits."
Instinctively I looked at her face. I don't know why. There wasn't likely to be any traces of their spunk there. But I think I wanted to look at it to make it easier to imagine what it must have looked like dripping with spunk.
I remembered thinking that one of the reasons she thought Rob was a twat, after he'd 'won' her in the auction, was because I saw the picture of her on her blog after he'd carelessly spayed her face and hair with cum. But I could tell she loved it off these guys.
So she wasn't just a slut. She was a snobby slut. Well-to-do men with posh hotels could do whatever they wanted with her.
"So that was it?" I asked her. "Your first gangbang and four cocks at once."
"Yes"
"Did you enjoy it?" I asked her, though I don't know why. I knew she had. Why was I making her say it?
"Yes, I did." She looked me in the eyes, with a hint of defiance I'd seen before, when she first told me how amazing it was when Alex fucked her, and how she was going to do it again.
And I knew she felt exactly the same about this...
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