Just as he had done when fingering her arse Ghupta suddenly stopped moving with half his cock still outside her body, unlike before Jean did not hesitate, her lower body humped up from the table to swallow the rest of his cock in her arse. The other people in the room started clapping as though Ghupta were a virtuoso conductor at a concert, laughing and grinning he inclined his head while Jean continued to fuck him with her arse. I felt as though I were in a dream as I watched my wife buggering herself on this strangers oversized cock, if it was a dream it was a wet dream. The man let Jean continue to do all the work for a number of minutes, then he started to move again; pushing her flat to the table and holding her down with a hand between her shoulder blades Ghupta started to thrust into her vigorously. In an instant Jean shot to a climax, her body almost jerking from the table top despite the pressure of the hand holding her down. He seemed to keep this pace up for ages apparently taking delight in the gradual weakening of Jean's movements and the lowering volume of her cries, and then he tensed. Pulling back almost to the point of withdrawal Ghupta moved his hand from her back to grasp her waist and gave a mighty thrust that moved not only Jean but the table she lay on. Jean gave a shuddering cry of sheer pleasure, her upper body arched backwards until I thought her spine would snap and her legs straightened in one snap. I heard Ghupta give a low groan then his body quivered and I knew that he was filling my wife's back passage with his seed. The two of them held this pleasure tensed tableau for long moments before Jean collapsed back to the table and her legs fell limply to the floor, as she collapsed Ghupta started to move again, but after only a few strokes he pulled out of Jean's arse.

My wife lay shuddering on the table top while Ghupta moved away from her to rejoin his card companions, this seemed to be the signal for the rest of the guests to carry on the night's festivities. While Jean lay semi- senseless on the table top the other guests either drifted back to the main room or drew closer to the table. The man Walter leant over Jean and said something in her ear, whatever it was stirred her into motion albeit slowly and weakly, sliding off the table she stood on unsteady legs and almost staggered away from the table. To my astonishment the group of five sat back around the table as soon as Jean had vacated it and began to play cards again!

Tearing my eyes away from them I followed Jean as she slowly walked across the study towards the main room, about two thirds of the way across the room she came to a group of three men that were in discussion, as she went to pass them one of the men made a comment to her. Dropping to her knees in front of this man Jean opened his trousers and took out his cock, without hesitation she took him in her mouth and thrust all the way down on him while he carried on his conversation as though nothing were happening. As I moved closer to the group Jean started to slide her mouth and throat on the man's cock, for a while Jean moved her head up and down on his cock, but then he put a hand to the back of her head and pushed her mouth right down to his groin; at the same time one of the other men in the group told her to stand up. Keeping the cock buried in her throat Jean struggled to her feet, as soon as she had reached a position that satisfied him the second man opened his trousers, took his erect cock out and thrust it into her pussy, he fucked her steadily while his companion held his cock buried in her throat. Some time later the man in her throat stiffened and I saw Jean swallowing, shortly after that the man fucking her climaxed as well, both of them pulled away from Jean and went back to their conversation totally ignoring her presence while the third man first got her to suck his cock into her throat, then turned her around and fucked her arse until he climaxed. Like his companions he pulled away from Jean and ignored her completely, straightening she continued on her way towards the main room with me a few steps behind her.

And that was the pattern for the rest of the night, Jean walked around the main room naked but for her stockings and her dress bunched around her waist. As she passed the guests would either reach out and pull her to them or signal her to come to them, they would use her mouth or pussy or arse then act as though she wasn't even there. They treated Jean worse than a cheap street whore and I felt anger at this treatment of her, but I also found it electrifyingly exciting watching my beautiful wife being fucked by these strangers. Even Wellswood took his turn with her, more than a turn, the first time he had her suck him off then sent her on her way again; a little latter he fucked her pussy with powerful thrusts that almost lifted Jean's feet from the floor; the third time he took her in the arse, his thrusts just as powerful as when he'd taken her in the pussy. Nor was he the only one to sample her more than once or in more than one way, but gradually the night drew to an end as the guests started to slowly drift away until by three in the morning it seemed that all the guests had gone home. By this time Jean was totally exhausted, I had no idea how she had managed to keep to her feet let alone move around the room to continue to service the guests as it pleased them.

"Well done my dear." Wellswood grinned at Jean who stood panting and limp, "That contract is almost yours."

"Now look here Wellswood," I fumed, "the deal was that Jean would keep your guests 'entertained' until the party was over. The party looks over to me."

He grinned as though having some secret knowledge I was not party to, then he turned and headed towards the study, we had little choice but to follow him. I went to support my exhausted wife, but Wellswood looked over his shoulder at me and shook his head.

"No touching, remember." He said as we entered the study.

Jean's eyes went wide while my mouth went dry, sitting at the card table were Ghupta and Errol, thankfully their other companions were absent. My wife's shoulders slumped even lower, nevertheless she moved towards the table behind Wellswood and I followed like a meek little lamb.

"These gentlemen wanted to say a special goodbye to you my dear." Wellswood smirked, "Your contract is sitting on the hall table, it's signed and commences in one week. It's yours once my friends have decided they have finished with you. Have fun my dear." Then he looked at me, "Mark you had best get comfortable, this could take a while."

On that note Wellswood walked from the room, I watched him leave with murder in my heart. Looking back to the two men and my wife I decided to take Wellswoods' advise and went to sit in a chair at the table. As I sat down the two men stood up, they obviously had made up their minds that I was going to have a grandstand view of their finale with Jean because they moved to a point mere feet from where I sat and signalled Jean to join them. Meekly she moved to stand between the two men, neither man spoke as they reached out and began to maul her body with their hands; together they almost crushed her breasts, pulled at her nipples until they were stretched inches from her body and she cried out with pain. Both men fingered her pussy at the same time, stretching it in a way that Jean's winces told me was painful to her, then Ghupta moved his hands from her pussy and pushed four of his fingers into her arse at the same time Errol was doing the same to her pussy. As though they had practised for years together Ghupta and Errol moved their fingers in Jean's body in a counterpoint, nor were their motions slow or gentle. Errol was thrusting so hard into her pussy that I thought at one point that his whole hand would be forced into her, perhaps that was even his intent, if it was he failed in the attempt, but only by a narrow margin; meanwhile Ghupta was thrusting and twisting his fingers in Jean's arse. I shouldn't have been surprised by anything after the events of the night, but I was certainly surprised when after a few minutes of this treatment Jean surged to a powerful orgasm, apart from anything else I had not expected her to have the strength left to climax so hard.

The pair continued to finger her front and back passages for a few minutes while Jean shook and juddered between them. When they stopped and pulled their fingers from her body Jean looked at them with dazed eyes, Errol pointed at his groin and Jean reached out to take his cock out of his trousers, he then pointed at her mouth and Jean went to sink to her knees in front of him. Before she had dipped more than a few inches Ghupta had grasped her waist and, with the firm pressure of a hand on her back, bent her forwards from the waist. Bending over Jean took Errol's cock in her mouth, as she sank down on it Errol put his hands to the sides of her head and stopped her movement once she had taken two thirds of him into her mouth, a good part of his hard flesh was in her throat. Then Ghupta moved closer to Jean, reaching around her body he took hold of her hands and pulled them backwards until they rested on her buttocks; pressing her hands tight to her cheeks he then moved her hands outwards, releasing her hands he watched in satisfaction as she continued the movement that spread her cheeks wide. Next Ghupta pressed his cock to Jean's anus, unlike his taking of her anal virginity there was little resistance to his entry and when he had the cap in her arse he stopped.

For a few minutes the two men remained still with Jean impaled between them, then Ghupta looked over her back at Errol and nodded, grinning Errol released his hold on Jean's head and pulled his cock back until it was all but out of her mouth. Then, with an animalistic grunt he reversed his course burying the full length of his cock in my wife's throat in one single thrust that drove her back onto the full length of Ghupta's mighty cock. Jean gave a muffled gurgling squeal then shook in climax as both men pulled back from her. Once again Errol pulled almost all the way out of her mouth then thrust into her and thus drove her back onto Ghupta's cock, it was the most amazing thing I'd seen so far that night, it was as though Errol were making Jean fuck Ghupta by fucking her mouth. The two men seemed to be tireless in their pounding of Jean's mouth and arse, for ages Errol drove Jean back onto Ghupta's cock, then suddenly he became still and it was Ghupta that thrust into Jean's arse driving her mouth and throat onto Errol's cock. Twice more they reversed roles before eventually pulling their cocks from Jean to take up new positions.

Up to that point I had thought that I could get no more excited without cumming, but astonishingly my cock grew even harder and my balls even tighter at the sight of this strange technique of double fucking. After all the events of that night it was staggering to me that I had not cum once and though I was becoming more aroused than at any point that night it was without the release of a climax, the sensation was actually beginning to get painful.