When Debbie gets the drink in her she quickly goes from being her usual flirt to a slut.  My mates knew it and took every opportunity to buy and give her drinks and then watch me having to wrestle her away from any man and get her home.  It was a normal evening and we were in our local social club.  Debbie was on soft drinks and I had intercepted two drinks my mates had bought her.  Tonight there was some entertainment laid on and we were sat waiting for it to start.


A mate came running in to tell us that the empty house next door to ours was on fire.  Fortunately they are detached with a reasonable gap between the.   He said the fire brigade and police had been notified and on route.  The house was still pretty close to ours so I rushed home leaving Debbie to watch the show.  I expected that I wouldn't be long once they were tackling the fire.  I parked on my own driveway and watched as a fire engine started to tackle the fire.  A second engine arrived along with two police cars and two fire investigation vehicles.


My car was well and truly trapped on my drive.  The police wanted to talk to me in case I had seen anything unusual.  I told them I had seen teenagers mucking around on the adjacent land earlier in the evening, but had no idea who they were.  I also told them that I suspected that the owner had deliberately burnt it down as he wanted to build two houses on the land and knock that one down.  He had been refused planning permission twice.  Perhaps with the existing building gone he could gain on the insurance and perhaps now get his planning consent.


I had been home over three hours before the fire was out and all the vehicles were leaving and I could return to the club.  On my return I couldn't see Debbie.  The show had long since finished and she wasn't in the main clubhouse.  I got a mates wife to check the toilets.  She wasn't there.  I tried the door to the function room where the entertainment was and the door was locked.  I rang her phone and there was no reply.  I now assumed that she had walked back home.  There is the main road and a track and I assumed she had probably walked up the track and that's why I didn't see her.


I drove back home and she wasn't there either.  Now I was beginning to get worried.  I decided to walk the track back to the club in case she had an accident walking along it.  Some fifteen minutes later I was back at the club.  All the cars had left and there was just two people outside and one motorbike.  I knew the bike belonged to one of the bar staff.  I had another look around and still couldn't find her.  I was about to leave again when I saw a chap come down from the function room.  I managed to catch the door before it shut and locked.  I could hear there was a few people still upstairs and made my way to the top of the stairs.


I heard a woman moan, the moan that a woman would make during lovemaking.  It wasn't Debbie's moan.   Thank god I thought to myself.  As I opened the door I saw Gemma, one of the bar workers on her back on a table getting a good hard fucking from one of my mates.  My first thought was I bet his wife doesn't know where he is or what he's doing.  I could see four or five other men around the couple.


That's when I heard it.  A long loud moan.  I was horrified as immediately I knew this time it was Debbie.   It was as if my feet were weighed down with huge led weights.  I was unable to move as I heard further moans from both Gemma and Debbie.  I'm not sure if he had come, but the man between Debbie's legs moved away, and another man moved straight in and as he obviously thrust into Debbie.  I knew this from the squeal she sometimes makes and then the groan.  Within moments of this there was a change of cock in Gemma.  Like Debbie she groaned at the new cock in her pussy.


I was still frozen on the spot as the mate fucking Gemma groaned and yelled he was coming.  Moments later he moved away and was quickly replaced.  Having come he had obviously decided he had enough for the night and put his now limp cock away and walked towards me to the door.  "You need to get in there quick mate," he told me,  "there's two sluts tonight.  Gemma's obviously brought another slut with her."  Then he had passed me and was on his way down the stairs.   I was angry with him as he knew the  woman with Gemma was Debbie my wife and he had just called her a slut.


Suddenly my feet seemed to work again and I started to make my way across to where the action was taking place,  just as Debbie had a change of cock.  When I got across the room to them I could see that Debbie had this glazed look on her face.  I instantly knew what had happened.  My mates had loaded her up with booze, hence the glazed look.  In the short time I had been there I had seen three different men fucking my wife.


The man just finished with Debbie, and another man left the room.   There was just the two men fucking the Gemma and Debbie and one other man left.  The man waiting looked at me and said I'll fuck this one and you can fuck that one.  He had indicated that he wanted to fuck Debbie and I should fuck Gemma.  The thought of fucking Gemma gave me a hard on.  I must say I had often watched Gemma wiggle her gorgeous arse around when she came round collecting glasses.  Her wobbly tits were always worth a look as well.


Tonight I had a better look than I ad ever expected to have of them as both Gemma and Debbie was totally naked.  The guy humping my wife groaned and pulled out only to be replaced by the last man.  Again I heard Debbie squeal as it went in and then a groan as he started to hump her pussy.  The man fucking Gemma now groaned and pulled out.  I saw a flood of semen and Gemma's juices run out and onto the table.  "Well get in there man," he said as he zipped up and then walked away.


As much as I fancied fucking Gemma it was clear that she was either drunk like Debbie or drugged up, as her eyes were also glazed over.  Instead I picked up her clothes and started to dress her.  She wasn't making it easy for me and tried to pull my face into her pussy as I pulled her panties on her.  I could see and smell the spunk on and in her.  Once dressed I helped her sit on one of the chairs as the last remaining man came in Debbie's pussy.  He put his cock away and watched as I dressed Debbie.


I'm not sure who he thought I was but he said that I could bring these two sluts again.  I wasn't sure how Gemma was getting home or indeed where she lived.  The last man helped me get Gemma down stairs while I helped Debbie.  We walked through the club and outside.  He parked Gemma on a bench by the door and then turned and locked the door.  It was now that I remembered where I had seen him before.  He was the security guy that locked up and did pass by's on the building.  Then he walked around the back of the building.  His car must have been right round the back out of sight.  Then he also drove away.


There was just two women, in bad shape, and myself and worse still no car as it was back at home.  There was no way I could walk one let alone two women back to my house.  I sat Debbie on the bench with Gemma and ran the full length of the lane home.  I quickly drove back to find two teenagers thinking their luck was in as they were fondling the girls tits.  If I had been any longer I'm sure they would have been fucking them, especially as the lights had gone off and there was just one small light left on anywhere near them.


After shouting at the lads to fuck off, they scarpered.  Then I was trying to get two women into my car.  I was sure glad that I have a four door and not a two door car.   Back home there was just the one fire engine and one investigation vehicle left.  I got several looks as I first helped Debbie in doors and then Gemma.  I had sat them both in the lounge, but decided that they both needed a bed.  I took Debbie first, and as I undressed her she tried to snog me and pull me into bed with her.  I could smell spunk on her breath, and her panties in that short time was drenched with cum.  Almost as soon as her head hit the pillow she was asleep.


Now it was Gemma's turn.  As I helped her up the stairs her hand touched my cock in my trousers.  I wasn't sure if it was an accident or she had reached for it on purpose.   In the spare room I sat her on the bed and pulled her top up over her head and her tits fell out with a nice wobble.  Gemma's hands grabbed my head and pulled me between her tits. I could also smell the spunk on her tits.   It felt bloody nice being trapped between them, but I was worried that she was unable to give consent and it could be considered rape if I had my way with her.


My head was saying leave her alone and my cock was screaming fuck the daylights out of her.  Having untangled my head from her hands and tits, Gemma fell backwards on the bed.  I wiggled her skirt from under her arse and off.  Then I removed her panties.  Like Debbie's they were also full of cum.  Talk about temptation.  Here I was looking directly at her sexy wet pussy.  The lips were still swollen and slightly parted due to the fucking she had had.  I resisted and rolled her into the center of the bed and started to cover her up.  "Are you going to fuck me," she asked.  I told her no and covered her over and left her to go to sleep.


Back with Debbie I was soon naked and in bed with my wife.  As I snuggled up to her I could feel my hard cock pressing against her arse.  Oh how tempted I was.  I didn't but wished I had as it took me ages to fall asleep with a hard cock.   The next morning Debbie was still fast asleep when I got up.  I decided to look in on Gemma to make sure she was ok.  She was awake and sat up with her knees to her chest examining her well fucked pussy.  As soon as she saw me she quickly covered herself up with the sheet.


"Did you fuck me last night?" she asked.  I told her I hadn't.  Then she told me that someone had.  I told her more like half a dozen had from what I had seen.  "Not again," she said, and then went on to say that she had drunk far too much, and when she does men take advantage of her.  I asked why does she drink then when she knows it leads to getting used and fucked.  She grinned, "Because I like it," came the reply.  I told her I was going downstairs to put the kettle on for a cup of tea.


A few minutes later Gemma joined me in the kitchen and again asked was I sure that I hadn't fucked her.  I was telling her that I was too busy looking after the two of them when my wife entered the kitchen.   Gemma suddenly recognized Debbie and squealed, "It was you.  You're the one who fucked my boyfriend."  Debbie told her she couldn't remember who she fucked with, but her pussy was a bit sore this morning.  Gemma said hers was sore too.  I told them not to look at me as I hadn't shagged either of them.


Slowly it came back to Debbie that several of my mates deliberately laced her soft drink with spirits.  She said she was sorry but it wasn't long before she found herself snogging one of them.  The next thing she remember was the show finishing and almost everyone leaving.  She remembered seeing Gemma being put on her back on a table and one of the men taking her panties off and licking her pussy.  Debbie said then the same was being done to her.  She couldn't remember the rest of her clothes being taken off, but she remembered Gemma moaning and seeing a cock slamming into her and then one doing the same to her pussy.  Debbie said she could remember four different men fucking her before it all became a blur.


Gemma had a fairly similar story.  The only difference was that this had happened to her several times before at the club.  The main difference was that Debbie only needed two perhaps three shots of vodka to get her to that point, unlike Gemma that had consumed half a bottle of gin with just a side order of tonic.  Gemma could remember seeing her boyfriend fucking Debbie at one point.  All this talk had my poor cock rock hard.  Neither woman wanted another cock near their already sore pussies.  So Gemma and Debbie shared sucking me off, and Gemma swallowed my load.


Although I was bloody annoyed with my mates for getting Debbie in that state, I did find it a huge turn on knowing my wife had not only fucked them, but also Gemma's boyfriend and god knows who else.  It wasn't an accident when the following months entertainment ended the real entertainment commenced again.  Both Gemma and my Debbie got fucked by a long line of men.  This time I took a turn with Gemma as I watched Debbie being slammed by Gemma's boyfriend.


This went of for almost a year before we were all caught by the main committee chairman and we were all banned from the club for a year.  But that wasn't the end of everything as I took the pair of them dogging.  It took me half a bottle of gin and some Vodka before six men made good use of both women.  That became our regular activity for the last Saturday of the month, if the weather permitted.  Up until the first lockdown that's where we could be found.  The good news was that after a few months of dogging I no longer needed to ply either of them with alcohol as they loved every minute of it.