A couple of weeks later, after sucking Bo's thick cock under his desk during lunch breaks and letting his coworkers eat her dripping pussy in the supply closet, Carrie felt her hotwife confidence surge. She texted Mark to arrange the ultimate gangbang, selecting Perry plus seven other well-hung husbands from the group—Jamal and Tyrone with their massive black cocks, Derek, Marcus, Steve, Ryan, and Jake—all packing at least eight inches. Mark booked a spacious hotel suite downtown, and Carrie arrived dressed like the naughty slut she'd become: a sheer black dress clinging to her 36D tits and soft ass, no panties underneath, her platinum hair tousled and lips painted slut-red. She stood in the center of the room as the eight men circled her, cocks already hardening in their hands while Mark filmed from the corner for the private group chat.

The men descended at once, stripping her dress away to expose her creamy skin. Carrie dropped to her knees eagerly, sucking Perry's veined shaft first while stroking Jamal's thick black cock and Tyrone's in her other hand, her tongue swirling over swollen heads and tasting salty precum. They rotated her like a toy, bending her over the bed so Derek could slam into her tight pussy while Marcus pushed his black cock into her ass, the double penetration stretching her wide as she moaned around Steve's dick in her throat. DVP followed in waves—Jamal and Ryan thrusting simultaneously into her slick cunt, their balls slapping together while she begged for more, her body jolting with every thrust. Cum flooded her relentlessly: Perry painting her tits, Tyrone unloading down her throat, Jake filling her ass until it leaked down her thighs. The bukaki finish left her kneeling in the middle, ropes of thick seed splattering her face, hair, and heaving breasts as the men grunted and stroked, the room echoing with her gasps and the wet sounds of her fingers rubbing her clit through the mess. Mark set the camera down to lick her clean, his tongue lapping every drop from her swollen pussy and cum-smeared cheeks while she ground against his face, calling him a good cuck.

Exhausted but glowing, Carrie smiled wickedly at the departing men, already inviting three—Jamal, Tyrone, and Perry—back the next day and evening for private rounds. She sprawled on the bed, legs spread to show her used holes, and texted Amy to join for some "mommy fun" later that night, her voice husky as she told Mark to film it all so the group could watch their platinum blonde hotwife turn even sluttier.

Carrie’s phone buzzed with Amy’s eager reply, and the next evening the older woman arrived at the suite wearing nothing but a sheer robe that barely contained her massive 44EE tits and huge tan ass. The three men—Jamal, Tyrone, and Perry—were already waiting, their thick cocks stiffening at the sight of both women. Carrie pulled Amy into a deep kiss, their tongues sliding together while the men circled them, hands roaming over creamy skin and heavy curves alike. She dropped to her knees first, burying her face between Amy’s soft, jiggling thighs to lap at the bald pussy she’d grown addicted to, tasting the familiar tang as Amy moaned “That’s my good girl, eat Mama’s cunt while those big cocks get ready for you.” The men didn’t wait long; Jamal gripped Carrie’s platinum hair and thrust his massive black cock into her from behind, stretching her slick pussy with deep, relentless strokes while Tyrone fed his length into Amy’s open mouth. Perry knelt beside them, slapping his veined shaft against Carrie’s swinging 36D tits as she groaned into Amy’s folds.

They shifted fluidly into a sweaty tangle on the wide bed, Carrie straddling Amy’s face so the heavier woman could tongue her cum-slicked holes while Perry slammed into Amy’s tight ass from above. Carrie’s moans vibrated against Amy’s bald pussy as she sucked and flicked the swollen clit in tight circles, the wet sounds of her tongue mixing with the slap of flesh and the men’s grunts. Tyrone and Jamal took turns alternating between the two women, one burying his thick shaft in Carrie’s dripping cunt while the other stretched Amy’s throat, their heavy balls brushing the women’s chins. Carrie came hard first, thighs shaking around Amy’s head as the dominant woman’s fingers pinched her stiff nipples and the cocks pounded her in rhythm. She returned the favor by grinding her own tongue deep into Amy’s asshole, tasting the mix of spit and precum while the men coated both women’s bodies in thick ropes of cum—splattering across creamy tits, soft bellies, and upturned asses until they glistened.

By the final night of their weekend, Carrie’s confidence had bloomed into something bold and hungry. She rode Perry’s cock reverse-cowgirl while Amy knelt between her spread thighs, licking her swollen clit and Jamal’s heavy balls with every thrust, her massive tits swinging heavily against Carrie’s back. Tyrone claimed Amy’s pussy from behind, the four of them moving in a locked, gasping chain of pleasure until the men flooded both women again. Carrie licked every drop from Amy’s massive breasts and bald folds, savoring the salty heat while Mark filmed from the corner, her body humming with the power of being the center of so much raw desire. She texted the private group the fresh clips herself, already planning the next round as her fingers traced lazy circles over Amy’s spent, quivering form.

From Betrayal to Ecstasy: Carrie's Awakening