Denise insisted that we do something to help the fund for a young girl in our neighborhood who needed an operation that only a team of doctors in Switzerland was prepared to do.  They, the family needed to raise £45,000 for the operation.  There had been an appeal on TV and the local church had like a barometer that showed to date they had raised just a little over half.


A group of women at the church had suggested a fete with all the proceeds going into the fund.  Denise asked me to knock up some stocks like they would have had in village squares for bad people to be fastened for the folks to throw things at.  She said they could throw wet sponges at the person in it.  I asked who was going to be in it worrying that my name would be top of the list.   Instead Denise said that she would take a turn in it and she was sure Loraine and a few other friends of hers would also take turns.


That night I brought home some 4 X 2 timbers and set about fashioning one from a picture on the internet.  I wanted it to look and be pretty solid, but light enough to transport to the fete and also height adjustable for the people that were going to be in it.  It took about a week of nights working on it when it was ready for it's first victim.  Denise put her head and hands in it and quickly agreed that she couldn't escape even if she wanted to.  I got a partial erection looking at my wife's arse as she was trapped and unable to prevent me from stroking her arse and giving her boobs a bit of a squeeze.  It obviously did the same for Denise as she wiggled her arse around as I stroked it.


Although the structure was good it needed a fair bit of sanding to prevent splinters, not that they would have cared in the old days, and some treatment to make the wood waterproof.  Finally it was finished  and Denise had told her friends about it and we had six of her friends and two husbands arrive to take a look.  I put Denise in it to show it working, not that they have much to work.  One of the husbands said it was good that I had made it height adjustable.  Loraine insisted in trying it if she was going to suffer wet sponges to see how uncomfortable it was.


I had always had a thing for Loraine and that thing started to throb as I looked at her arse sticking out as she was bent over.  I heard one of the husbands say to the other that it wouldn't be sponges that he would want to hurl at Loraine.  I knew exactly what he meant.   Later that night when fucking Denise all I could think about was Loraine's arse sticking out provocatively as she was restrained.  I think Denise knew it wasn't just her arse taking the pounding that night.


It was four weeks to the fete and a few mates had offered to help move it on the day and one of my mates even suggested that he wouldn't mind a crack at Denise when she was restrained in it.  I was pretty sure like my thoughts about Loraine he wasn't talking about sponges.  I was quite pleased knowing my mate fancied fucking my wife.


I had a big job on at work and the next three weeks I would barely see Denise.  With jobs like this I would often get home about two or three in the morning.    Denise was used to that, as my job goes that way sometimes and as I am self employed If have to work when it's there, along with the three mates I work with.  I arrived home early on the second Friday night, just gone midnight, as the customer wasn't ready for us, and after a quick drink was about to go to the spare room, as I often sleep there so as not to disturb Denise.  I don't know what told me that something was wrong but I looked in on Denise expecting her to be sleeping.  Instead I found an empty bed that clearly hadn't been slept in.  I searched the house half expecting her to have had an accident or something and be laying on the floor.  I noticed that the back door wasn't locked which only added to my worries.


Then I spotted light from under the cellar room door.  On going down the cellar stairs I heard Denise shout out, "Undo me you bastard you can't just leave me in this thing. It's way past the time we agreed."  As I got further down the stairs I could see Denise trapped in the stocks and was completely naked apart from a black canvas bag over her head to prevent her from seeing me or anyone else.  As I went around the back of her I could see spunk dripping from her pussy.  It gave me an instant erection knowing that she had been used by someone else.


"If that's you Amanda, get me out of this thing.  I think I have raised enough money already tonight,"  Denise snapped.  I spotted a bucket on a table and beside it a large piece of card and on it was some writing.  I was shocked to read:-


Blow Job   £30

Straight Fuck   £50

Half and Half   £60


Before I had time for anything else I heard someone someone opening the cellar door and high heels on the steps.  I have and old cupboard at the far end of the cellar that I had been meaning to throw away but hadn't got around to it, so I quickly hid in it.  I could see everything through the louvers in the doors and just hoped that I couldn't be seen.  Sure enough it was Amanda and she was soon releasing Denise.  They were giggling about something, but all I managed to catch was something about a little willy.  Denise looked in the bucket and said that she had done well tonight and just hoped that Amanda would do as well Tuesday night.


They were using my cellar as a knocking shop and due to the hood over their heads they had no idea as to who in the community had been in and used them.  I was in fear of my erection pushing the cupboard door open.  Amanda asked how much they had raised for the little girls fund so far and Denise said at last count it was a little under two thousand pounds not counting tonight's haul.  I made a quick mental calculations that at £50 a fuck  that meant 40 men had been through my wife and Amanda.  Then I was a little more relieved to hear that Monday was Kelly's turn, I already knew that Amanda was Tuesday.  Then I heard something I just couldn't miss was that Loraine was Wednesday and Sally Thursday.



I was left assuming that Denise was doing the Friday.  By this time Denise was free and and the two of them were beginning to ascend the stairs.  I waited until the door at the top of the stairs closed before I climbed out of the cupboard.  As I did Denise turned the light off and I was stood in total darkness.  Fortunately for me I was just a few feet from a second light switch which I found fairly easily and stood there for a little while before turning it back on.  I had an erection to beat all erections.  As I stood there another calculation ran through my mind If there was forty fucks and five women that meant my wife had  probably fucked around eight men.   Much later I discovered that they had already done two weeks counting tonight which meant that each woman had on average fucked four men each week.  My cock was almost ready to burst.


I crept to the top of the cellar stairs and listened It was all quiet so I crept into the kitchen.  All lights were out and the back door was locked so I undid the back door and went around to the front door and on entering shut the door just a little louder that I normally would.  Then I made my way to the kitchen and poured myself a drink, locking the door again.  Then went off up to bed.


Denise still had the bedroom light on so I went into our room instead of the spare room.  Denise looked a little startled saying I was home early.  I told her that we had got all the work possible done that night but the last week would be late ones.  I climbed into bed, but not before Denise saw my raging hard on.  She asked what had got me so excited and I told her that it was the prospect of getting home early to my wife and spending some sexy time with her.


I could sense her worried look as I climbed between her legs.   She was probably worried that I would be able to tell that she had already been fucked.  Little did she know it was just adding to my excitement to see how her well used pussy felt like.  Well I slipped straight in balls deep with the softest of thrusts.  Her pussy was soaking and slippery as well as not being quite as tight as usual.  It was a fantastic feeling to know I was slipping around in several other men's cum in my wife's pussy.  Although I was very excited, it was still a long fuck as the friction to rub my cock just wasn't there.  Eventually though I added to the gooey mess in my wife's pussy.  It wasn't long before Denise was snoring and  I lay thinking about what the five of them were doing, even if it was for a good cause.


In thinking about it I got another erection imagining what Loraine would look like trapped in the stocks.  A funny thought ran through my mind that I had just had fifty pounds worth of Denise.  It was then that I decided I couldn't resist a crack Loraine's pussy.  The next morning being Saturday Denise had a lie in, but I was up early trying to sort out stuff for Mondays work, only to get a phone call to say that the customer had put the job back for two weeks.


I rang around and rearranged mine and the lads work for the next few weeks.  I was a bit annoyed with the customer until I remembered the women's schedule for the week.  The jobs that I lined up meant that I could slip away easily and possibly even have a night off.   I didn't tell Denise of the changes.  I was still excited and when Denise finally stirred from her slumber I was quick to pounce on her and fuck her again.  It was a much tighter pussy now and not so slippery, but still a damn good fuck.


Monday night I kissed Denise at seven p.m. and left for work as usual.  Only tonight instead of the very long night that  should have been, I knew I could get home just after ten p.m.   The work went well and it was just gone ten when I arrived home and the kitchen light was on and the back door was unlocked.  I kicked my shoes off and crept to the cellar door and cracked it open only to hear grunting and groaning from Kelly as whoever it was, was giving her a sound fucking.  Then I heard him grunting as he dumped his cum presumably in Kelly's fanny.  Then from the sounds he was dressing.  I hid in the hallway and watched as my next door neighbor emerged from the cellar looking very pleased with himself.


He turned the light off leaving the cellar in darkness.  I gave him a few minutes to get away and then turned the light on and crept down stairs.  Like Denise on Friday night, Kelly was totally naked.  Needless to say my cock was soon hard and it ended up costing me fifty quid.  After I finished and redressed I went to the cupboard and switched the light off and climbed into the cupboard.  It couldn't have been more that ten minutes when the light was back on and I was shocked to see Howard a friend come down the stairs.  I was aware that he had a think for Kelly, but never expected him to cheat on his wife Dianne.


Within moments his cock was in Kelly's mouth.  Having pulled the bag partially off Kelly's head I wondered if she knew who was face fucking her.  Then Howard stopped and pulled the hood back down and went around the back.  I heard a loud grunt from Kelly as Howard obviously slipped his cock into her pussy and after three minutes of humping it was Howard's turn to grunt as he  dumped his load in Kelly's pussy.   Howard dressed and then threw his money in the bucket and left and turned the light off.  I gave him a few minutes to get clear and crept out the cupboard and upstairs and then turned the light back off and left.


I went to a pub and had a few beers thinking about what had happened.  When I got home just after midnight the house was all in darkness and the back door was locked .  I crept upstairs and slept in the spare room.  The next night I again left at seven p.m. giving Denise her usual kiss. The work went well and I could have been home early, but I pushed my mates and myself to get Wednesday's work also done so that we could have the night off.  My mates were happy to do it as they could spend time at home.  If only they knew what I had planned.  I was also ok to miss seeing Amanda getting fucked as she wasn't anything like my type.


I couldn't wait for Wednesday night and Loraine, and eventually I went off to work at seven as usual.  But tonight I drove around the block and walked back home.  The back door was already unlocked and the cellar lights were off so I sneaked down into the cellar using a torch and hid in the cupboard.  I had already put some cushions and a stool in there for comfort.  It was seven thirty when the lights went on and Loraine followed Denise came down into the cellar.  I watched through the louvers as Loraine stripped naked.  My cock was aching even before she was totally naked.


Denise put Loraine in the stocks telling her that she would be back at midnight to release her.  In the mean time she said she would be in bed with a good book.  She placed the hood over Loraine's head.  As she did so it was now that I saw that the hood didn't need raising much as it had a cut out for the mouth.  It just needed to be lined up.  Then Denise went up the stairs  and the light went out.  I gave Denise ten minutes to get a drink and go to our room.  I slipped out the cupboard and turned on the light.  There in front of me was the woman of my dreams fastened in the stocks and nowhere to go or way of stop me doing what I had long dreamed of doing.


I was quickly undressed and my stiff cock buried in Loraine's mouth and I was fucking her beautiful face.  I had to take it easy as I didn't want just a blow job.  When I was ready I slipped behind her and fingered her pussy.  It was soon wet and pliable  and ready.  I plunged into her pussy causing Loraine to groan and then I was slamming in and out.  I wondered where her husband thought she was as I hammered away.  Then I could hold back no more and blew my load as deep as I could get in her pussy.  I dressed and threw my money in the bucket then went back to the cupboard having turned the light off.


I watched Howard again creep into the cellar.  He had his way with Loraine and on leaving his money, he left the cellar.  Then another man I had never seen before used Loraine's mouth and pussy.  Then a neighbor I will not name also used Loraine but failed to leave any money.  Then two men arrived together.   I recognized both of them as living close by.  Loraine now had her work cut out as one fucked her face whilst the other plowed her pussy.  Then they swapped ends having High Fived each other.  They swapped again and the first man came in her pussy closely followed by the second man who had swapped ends again and also came in her pussy.   They both redressed and threw their money in the bucket and left turning the light off.  I sat thinking about Loraine having had five loads in her pussy already and it wasn't even nine p.m. yet.


Then the light came on again.  It was my best mate Paul, and he also used Loraine's mouth before fucking her pussy.  He gave her a tender slap on her arse  as he dressed and Loraine yelped and told him that would cost him an additional tenner.  He said it was worth it.  Up till now he was the only man to have spoken.  I wondered if Loraine guessed from the voice that it was Paul as she knows him.  He threw the money in the bucket and left turning out the light.  I was getting cramp and had to get out the cupboard and walk around.   I did so using my torch.  Then the light came on again and I had to quickly get back in the cupboard.


It was Ron.  I would never in a million years guess he would cheat on his wife, but here he was taking his pants off and slamming hard and fast in Loraine's pussy.  There was lots of moaning and groaning from Loraine and from the ferocity that Ron fucked her with I was pretty sure she was pleased that he lasted but a few minutes before he groaned and added to the sticky mess in her pussy.  Loraine was obviously very popular as two more men came and went and I confess my cock got the better of me and I had another turn in Loraine's pussy.  It was a completely different experience to the tight pussy that I had fucked earlier.  It was now dripping with cum and much looser.  It was still worth every penny of the fifty quid that I threw in the bucket.


Back in the cupboard only two more men came and went, one of which I had never seen before.  Then In the dark I was just nodding off when the lights went on again.  It was Denise and she was releasing Loraine.  I watched Loraine dressing and listened to the two of them talking.  Lorraine told Denise that she had more men tonight than her previous two nights.  She said she was looking forward to getting home and a shower,  Denise laughed telling Loraine that the previous Friday after Amanda freed her from the stocks she, had barely got to our bedroom when she heard me get home and didn't have time for a shower and had to jump straight in bed.  Then she added that I joined her and was horny and had fucked her after five other men had already fucked her.  She joked that I hadn't even noticed how wet and slippery her pussy was.  They both laughed about it at my expense.


Loraine joked that at least the next time she would be in the stocks it would be sponges slamming into her and added that one of tonight's guests had given her a good extra hard shagging then added that another cheeky bastard even slapped her arse.  Denise laughed saying that she bet that Loraine enjoyed it.  Loraine said that she did.  I waited nearly half an hour after they had gone before sneaking out the cupboard and upstairs to the  spare room.


Next morning Denise said I must have been quiet as she hadn't heard me get home.  I dashed off remembering that my car was still around the block.  Thursday night soon came around and I had intended to work through and do Friday's work like we had earlier in the week.  Although I like Sally I really wanted to watch my wife Denise on Friday so I was prepared to forgo seeing Sally getting fucked.  As It happened the customer changed what he wanted and we completed Thursday and Fridays work by eleven o'clock.  I hurried home.


In the kitchen I could see light under the Cellar door and on listening someone was putting Sally through her paces.  I hid in the hall until I see James another mate leave.  I slipped downstairs to see Sally trapped in the Stocks.  Sally is quite a big girl.  Bigger than what my favorite type of women looks like, but trapped like that she sure did look sexy and inviting.  I hid in the cupboard.  I watched two other men use her voluptuous body.  Of all the women I had watched she was by far the noisiest of the women and in fact she talked to the men telling them if they were getting it right and hitting the right spots.  The second man she she teased him saying was that all he had got and telling him to fuck her harder.  I must admit it worked because he fucked her much harder.


Friday I did as I had earlier in the week and parked my car and walked back home.  It was Loraine that came and fastened Denise in the stocks.  I watched as Denis was used time and time again by friends and colleagues and even a couple of men I had never seen before.  I was hard from the start of the evening and even after spending fifty quid to fuck my own wife I still had a boner when Howard the last man of the night fucked Loraine.  I collected my car and slept in the spare room.


The next day was the fete and we carted the stocks to the field I watched and even took the fifty pence pieces for the wet sponges that was thrown at the women.  All five that had been in the stocks plus a sixth woman, was my sister in law took turns in the stocks facing the sponges.  How I would have liked to have seen my sister in law in the basement in the stocks.  That would have cost me way more that the three hundred and ten pounds that I ended up throwing in the bucket.  Later as I wandered around the fete I met the neighbor that had failed to pay his money and quietly told him that he owed the fund fifty quid and how was his wife.  I watched as he had a throw of the sponge and dropped fifty quid in the bucket.  He looked shocked at how I knew.


At the end of the fete the bucket had just over ninety pounds in it.  Denise handed the organizer the money and then handed her a cheque.  I guessed that Denise had banked the cash and replaced it with the cheque.  The organizer looked puzzled and Denise just said that she and some friend had fun raising money in a different way.  The poor woman looked confused but was happy to accept the money.  I wondered if she would have been so happy had she known that the women had prostituted themselves for the money.


At the end of the fete we lugged the stocks back to my basement.  I sneaked a quick look at Denise's cheque book and she had written a cheque for £4320.  Denise asked what I was going to do with the stocks and I coaxed her into letting me secure in the stocks once again.  I fucked her mouth for a few minuets before fucking her pussy and arse.  Afterwards after releasing her I asked Denise if it was as good when they were raising the £4320.  The look on her face.  She knew that I knew how they had raised the main money.  She looked worried until I carried her caveman style out of the basement and up the stairs to our bedroom and almost tore her clothes of before fucking her silly.


As we lay cuddling afterwards she asked how I knew and I confessed that I had stumbled upon what they were doing and even made a donation of my own.   I didn't say how much, but Denise asked who I had been with and I told her Loraine.  Denise's comment was I might have guessed that you would have chosen her.


It wasn't long after that when we had our first swap with Loraine and her husband.  Loraine had no idea that I had already had my way with her.  Over the coming year Denise and I involved all five of the women at one time or another into our sex life.  Some with husbands and some without.  As for the sister in law I never did get a crack at her pussy.


What about the stocks you may ask.  Well I sold them to Howard for £150 and installed then permanently fixed in his basement.  God knows what he does with them.  The £150 also went to the fund and the little girl had her operation about three months later.