Well, the morning came and Mercy msgd me to ask my decision, accompanied by a selfie of her face underneath his big cock, lying from forehead to chin. She knows I'm a sucker for porn like that. What sealed it was the bright red imprint of her lips on his cock. I agreed for her to go and I would accompany her. I drove there and met them in the lobby. She was looking gorgeous, dressed in a chic flower dress and her hair up, with just some strands falling across her shoulders. He had his arm around her waist, but she insisted on coming across to me to say thanks with a big wet kiss - I do love her!
I drove them to the boat landing, and followed onto the boat after parking. It was a really pretty cruiser with a canopy across the stern providing ample shade over an eating area and a surrounding mattress type deck area. The other two Italians were there. The boss was about 50 I'd say, more portly than lover boy Gianni, with thinning hair - but still with that Italian style macho look, in smart swim shorts, a dark blue shirt and shades. His colleague was maybe 40, shorter than both of them, not so handsome, but very strongly built. They were very polite to me and charming to Mercy, each taking her hand to kiss it. There endeth normal social etiquette....
As soon as the boat swung around and headed out away from the coast, the drinks came out .... Champagne, vodkas, beer.... all were on offer, together with lovely Italian snacks. They insisted Mercy drink Champagne and I knew where that would go, but I could do nothing but watch ..... as the bubbles went down along with whatever social pretence she had. They took turns dancing with her, hands roaming unresisted across her arse and over her breasts. The kissing started, passionately, as I watched hypnotised and rock hard. Then while one danced another, behind her, slid his hand up under her dress and over her arse, revealing a white thong. Then it happened so quickly. A hand between her thighs, a dress strap down, then two, the dress on the floor.... a hand on her head, on her knees, trousers unbuckled, hefty cocks out, rigid, Mercy in her element kissing, licking sucking them all.... while I sat back, beer in hand, watching in awe at my slut wife..... back in her whore days.
I have always referred to her past work as being an ....... But here there was no denying the delicious reality that she'd been a part-time whore for nearly ten years before she met me, growing an obsession with men and their cocks. And her she was, re-living that hedonistic life, using her slut mouth to service the cocks of three dominant men. A whore is the right word for the unashamed male servitude on display.
She went at it like an animal moaning as she sucked them. Then her underwear was removed, leaving her fully exposed and ready for what we all knew was coming. They laid her out on the padded deck and she immediately spread her legs and pulled them back, her wet cunt gaping pink amidst her black hairy mound.
They then took turns eating her pussy while she continued sucking the other two. It was a total orgy and she was in Heaven - as were these lucky guys, speaking in Italian but clearly very crude and basic. At one point the older guy, the boss, turned to me and said "Your wife, she troia sporca" - dirty slut I believe. He was right. A totally filthy whore slut in action. It made me think of how much she must have enjoyed all those cocks over a decade, maybe - she says about 100, but I suspect nearer 200 - about one every 2-3 weeks. Not all of them, of course, but evidently she had little concern over much else about these men. I have learnt over many decades of using Asian whores that they end up just focused on a man's cock and balls - partly as a way of de-personalising the experience. What this means thought is that they get fixated on cock and balls. This was clearly true for Mercy.
And then they could wait no longer. They took turns fucking my wife in front of me, wallowing in her moans and watching her wrap her little legs around their arses and backs, rubbing her hands around their necks and heads as she continued French kissing them. They became like animals, a a twisted mass of arms and legs, and every time they switched places her widely gaping pink cunt was revealed, pussy juice streaming from it. And then she was on her hands and knees as they fucked her truly like the bitch she was, all the while with one or two cocks using her mouth. It was primal. By this time I was naked and edging. And then they came. One she was sucking just erupted in her mouth, pulling out to streak across her face. Then the guy fucking her just ploughed deep and came inside her cunt. I saw her pull him in deeper as he did so. The third was rubbing his cock across her lips at that point and nearly came that way, but he couldn't resist adding to the load in her vagina. He mounted her and used that slut cunt to take his final pleasure. As he withdrew he vagina leaked heavily.
Well, she rested, showered, ate and they started again. By the third round, into the late afternoon, they were all taking a long time and she was completely ...... on orgasms, as well as Champagne. Eventually, we docked, I took her to the car, her dress covering a cum drenched pussy, and we drove home. She slept long and next day we spent relaxing by our pool as I gently asked her about the experience. She just smiled a lot.
