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vigorously. I immediately stripped and got on the bed, and we had a wild fuck. When we were finished, she said she had gotten really turned on by the guys, and we decided to continue the adventure that evening.
    When we went out that night Gayle wore a black miniskirt and a black lace top with a matching bra and thong panties, as well as sheer black thigh-high stockings. When we got to the club the place was packed. After about an hour I ran into John at the bar. As we stood there and talked I glanced around the place and saw Gayle talking to a guy with long blond hair. John and I both watched them. Soon Gayle and her new friend were out on the dance floor, moving flirtatiously and rubbing against each other. At one point Gayle turned around and bent over, wiggling her ass against the guy's crotch. He grabbed her hips and pulled her to him, pretending to hump her from the rear. As the song ended he put his arm around her and they walked off the dance floor and found a seat.
    John and I were joined by Karl and Ben, and the four of us watched as Gayle and the guy got more intimate. Eventually they were rubbing each other brazenly, his hands sliding over her thighs and hers exploring his groin. Then he was kissing her deeply, his hands moving between her legs. He must have been fingering her pussy, because her expression was blissful. For a moment the movement of the crowd hid them from my sight. When the view cleared, the two of them were gone.
    I told the guys I would see them later and went off in search of my wife. I finally caught sight of her on a deck outside the club. She was still with the blonde guy, and also a dark-haired man, apparently a friend of his. Both guys' hands were all over her. They were fondling her beneath her skirt, front and back. As I watched, the three of them left the deck and headed down to the beach. I followed them from a distance.
    They went about a quarter of a mile up the beach, the men squeezing Gayle's little ass from time to time and reaching under her skirt to rub her thighs and finger her pussy. They stopped at a dark, deserted spot under a pier and began kissing. Gayle undid both their zippers and was soon stroking their hard cocks while she kissed them. The blonde guy hiked her skirt up to her waist and pulled her panties off. Then he lifted her up, leaned her against a support pole and slid his cock into her tight pussy. Gayle wrapped her legs around his back and continued kissing the other guy while still stroking his cock.
    The first guy fucked her hard and fast. Gayle was moaning and panting and gasping, and she climaxed while he continued fucking her. After a few minutes the blonde guy grunted and came in her pussy. He went on pumping for a little while longer and finally pulled his wet, shiny cock out of her.
    The second guy took my wife in his arms, turned her around and bent her against the pole, then slipped his cock into her and fucked her from behind. Gayle moaned louder than before and began to talk, telling him to fuck her hard and saying how good it felt. She also begged him to come in her, saying she wanted him to fill her pussy up. He let out a gasp as he shot into her, and then pulled out when Gayle slumped over.
    After a few minutes they straightened themselves out and started back to the club. I hurried and beat them back there. I found Karl, John and Ben and was talking to them when Gayle came back in by herself and walked over to us, saying she had just gone out for some air.
    I said maybe it was time to leave, but Gayle wanted to stay, so we did. The four of us took turns dancing with her. During one slow number I put my hand under Gayle's skirt and felt the come running down her thighs, making them slick. She continued dancing the night away with her pussy swollen and come running down her legs. The guys rubbed against her when they danced, feeling her up and occasionally even kissing her.
    When the club closed we walked up the beach toward our motel, all four of