Ted and Sandy Jorgenson were City University boosters. Ted was an executive at a large company and made generous donations. His wife Sandy served on a couple of committees.
Ted was used to his wife being away a lot. She showed a great deal of interest in the student population. But he was totally unaware of some of her more nocturnal pursuits.
She was frequently away on Friday nights. She told him it was always another committee meeting or some impromptu coffee with the other wives. Normally he didn’t think anything of it. Then one night he dropped by to check in on her.
Strangely, the coffee shop was closed. His wife was nowhere to be found. He found it odd, especially since she’d told him the coffee shop was where they were meeting to discuss the development of a new scholarship.
He called Charlene Meyers, the head of the scholarship department. Charlene had no knowledge of a coffee meeting. But she indicated he might find his wife over at the fraternity.
Ted drove over and found his wife’s car parked outside. So he went inside and asked around. One of the guys saw him and immediately steered him back to the door, indicating his wife had been there earlier but had already left. Mr. Jorgenson did not bother to tell him her car was still parked outside.
Mr. Jorgenson went home, but his suspicions increased. The next several Fridays were always the same. Sandy had some sort of university business to attend to, even though she usually scheduled meetings during the week.
Ted made a couple of innocent calls, confirming his wife’s car was indeed parked outside the fraternity. Apparently she’d become more than a little interested in the welfare of the frat boys. It was time to get to the bottom of things.
On Friday evening he contacted Chad Roberts, a university fraternity student he knew. He demanded to know if his wife was on the premises. Chad immediately declared his belief she was not on the grounds.
Mr. Jorgenson was not impressed. “I’m a major booster for the University, Chad. I’d hate to feel forced to withdraw my funding over something so trivial as a lie as to my wife’s whereabouts.” That’s when Mr. Roberts reluctantly admitted his wife was indeed in the building.
Ted grilled him over the phone. Chad admitted his wife had been coming over on a regular basis. He admitted she’d been demonstrating some naked noose dancing for the fraternity members.
Jorgenson asked, “Was that before or after she got a good fuck out of them?” There was silence on the other end. Mr. Roberts finally admitted all.
Ted was devastated. But upon reflection, he had to admit the signs were all there. It was almost as much his fault for being so blind and ignorant as it was his wife’s for her infidelity.
A divorce could prove costly. Sandy might put up a major stink. She was in such a position with the University that it could go badly for him.
He told Chad he appreciated his honesty. Then he pledged him to secrecy. He didn’t want his wife to know.
“For now I want you to keep this between us, Mr. Roberts. If you can do that for me, I think I can be persuaded to give a generous donation at the next booster’s meeting. Perhaps I can even contribute some money to the fraternity for that remodel my wife has been asking about.”
Chad vowed his lips were sealed. Ted indicated they would talk soon. Then he hung up. It was time to start making plans.
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That next Thursday Mr. Jorgenson called Mr. Roberts at the fraternity. There was something he wanted to set up with him. He asked how difficult it would be to arrange everything.
Chad listened to Ted’s presentation. Then he thought about it for a moment. “I think I could set that up for you, Mr. Jorgenson. Your wife seems very accommodating along those lines.”
“Fine, Chad; fine. I’ll leave everything up to you. I’ll be there 1 AM early Saturday morning to finalize our separation.” And with that he hung up.
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On Friday morning Ted told his wife he had to go out of town for the weekend. He asked if she would be ok with that. She said she had a meeting at the university, but there was something in her expression that indicated it was more than just another coffee gathering.
Sandy was thrilled at the news. She would have the whole weekend to play with the members of the fraternity. She was determined to show them her appreciation by making it an erotic occasion for one and all.
She got there around 9 PM. The sucking and fucking soon commenced. Mrs. Jorgenson found herself in heaven pleasing all those delicious cocks among the fraternity members.
She went prepared for anything. She wanted to engage in a lot of breath-play while she was there. She wanted it to be a weekend no one would never forget.
She took on all members of the fraternity who were interested in her sexual charms. A few times she was strangled during sex. Once she was bagged while a couple of other times she was gagged with cocks until she nearly passed out from being unable to breathe.
Around midnight Chad Rogers had a special form of erotic asphyxiation he wanted Sandy to participate in. So he set up a noose in the corner of the game room. Sandy was all turned on over what he was about to propose.
He suggested she get on her knees and suck cock. The guys would empty themselves on her naked body. After each cock, she would be hoisted up to dangle for a full minute.
Sandy loved the idea. The noose was thick enough to where it would not result in serious damage unless she dangled longer. Besides, she was eager to please all the men of the fraternity.
She knelt on the floor with the noose around her neck. Then she began to suck. That first one ended up spurting all over her tits.
She was briefly hoisted into the air where she dangled for about a minute. Sandy put on an erotic performance, kicking and shimmying before being lowered back down. It was frightening, yet thrilling.
Sandy decided she would be able to hang again and again, so long as she was not hanged for too long. Thus, more cocks came and went. Several spurted all over her as she masturbated. Then she was hauled up into the air for one minute each time after being spunked on.
Sandy was in heaven. She’d cum the last three times she’d been hoisted into the air. But the process of erotic strangulation was beginning to affect her in a dangerous way.
Mrs. Jorgenson was becoming numb from her orgasms and her noose sessions. She began taking more chances. Instead of kneeling, she began to squat, enjoying the way the noose hindered her ability to breathe.
Sandy began having difficulty registering who was even fucking her mouth. It was all becoming a blur. She cried out in ecstasy as another cock spewed all over her. Then she was hauled up into the air for another minute where she orgasmed yet again.
When she was let back down, another cock made an appearance. Sandy dutifully gobbled it down, hardly paying any attention to who it belonged to. At the same time she crouched lower onto the floor, deliberately strangling herself.
Her naked body dripped from the cum of multiple cocks splattering her. One more wouldn’t make much difference, right? But she was getting a little woozy. Maybe one more dangling orgasm and she would finally take a break.
The cock brutally fucked her mouth. Mrs. Jorgenson fingered her dripping cunt, anticipating one last, massive orgasm. Then she looked up at the face.
This guy seemed familiar. But she didn’t think he was a fraternity member. It looked like someone she recognized.
Wait; that couldn’t be her husband, could it? What was Ted doing here? Wasn’t he out of town at some meeting?
Hands deliberately pushed down on her shoulders. The noose tightened dramatically around her throat. Sandy rasped for breath as she went into little seizures.
She gurgled around the cock shoved deep down her throat. She could hardly breathe at all. But she could certainly feel it welling up inside her, the orgasm to end all orgasms.
What was Ted doing here? Was it really Ted? She was so disoriented from oxygen deprivation that she couldn’t be sure whether or not she was hallucinating.
He smiled at her as he continued to fuck her face. He told her, “I made an arrangement with Mr. Roberts, darling. The fraternity is going to get the money they need for the remodel. You’ll be spending the weekend here, attending the barbeque they’ll be having tomorrow.”
The cock pulled out of her mouth. Sandy stared with a dazed expression on her face. Then the dick went off, splattering her tits. A moment later she pissed herself as her bladder gave way.
Mr. Jorgenson stepped away from his former bride. “Gentlemen, it seems my wife wants to hang for you fine lads. So take her up and let her hang, boys.”
His wife stared numbly at him as though his words hadn’t fully registered. Two guys dutifully pulled on the rope around her neck. Sandy was abruptly taken up into the air.
Her eyes widened over the fact it was so hard to breathe. Her fingers instinctively plunged into her dripping snatch, craving one more climax. Mrs. Jorgenson masturbated as she began to kick. Then her orgasm slammed into her.
Sandy twitched and shuddered as her bladder gave way again. She appeared to be having orgasmic aftershocks. Her chest no longer rose and fell with each breath, as she was no longer breathing.
Her dance became all herky-jerky due to loss of oxygen to the brain. She gyrated crazily as stray muscles twitched and fired. Then she hung limp.
The guys applauded her dance of death. Several fraternity members stepped forward and jerked their cocks, spurting on her quivering flesh. Then Chad rose to his feet.
He smiled as he spoke to the owner of the last cock that had skull-fucked Sandy. “We want to thank you for providing the meat for our barbecue tomorrow, Mr. Jorgenson. We also want to thank you for the generous donation to our fraternity for the purposes of our remodel.”
“I’m happy to make this contribution to you fine gentlemen in order to further your higher education.”
He gave his wife’s corpse one last push. She gently swayed back and forth. Then Ted Jorgenson turned and left, grateful he would not have to suffer through a nasty divorce.
2020 (written Jul 25 ’20 by riwa)
(Inspired by the manipulation created by a website member named “Sadie”)