Message-ID: <20595eli$9903160433@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: macdaddy2000@my-dejanews.com Subject: How It All Started Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Authentication-Warning: backdraft.philabs.research.philips.com: smap set sender to using -f Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <7ck1de$lq3$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> The following is a work of fiction involving sexual relationships and activities. If you are under 18 or if you feel that it is illegal, immoral, or otherwise improper for you to read this, then DON'T READ IT. How It All Started (group cons voy) By Blue Writer It had been a long time since my wife, Christie, and I had been out for a night on the town. Christie had recently turned 30 and her body still looked great. She is 5'8" tall. Her boobs are small (34b) but nicely shaped, with large sensitive nipples. Her legs, ass and stomach were still fantastic, even after 2 kids. Her naturally blonde hair framed the smooth, pale complexion of her beautiful face. I thought about how beautiful and sexy she was. One of the reasons I had married a younger woman (I was 32, she was 21 when we got married) was because I enjoy sex so much. She was quite innocent when we met, but right from the start she had been a willing partner, ready to try almost anything I suggested. She enjoys giving me head and we had tried almost any position that we could think up. Until now there were only two things which she wouldn't do. She had refused to try anal sex and she had refused to consider swinging. We often used fantasies and/or erotic stories as a way to stimulate each other. My favorites were the ones where men watched one or more other men fuck their wives. I accepted that she would never go along with living out these fantasies. Over the last few years Christie's sex drive had diminished. She had just started working again, part time. I was praying that being around adults again would help her get her sex drive back. Little did I know. I was at work on a Friday afternoon when Christie called. "Hurry home," she said, "I have a fun evening planned." With that she hung up. I finally left the office about 5:30. All the way home I thought about what she had said, and wondered what she meant. When I got home, the kids were nowhere to be found. I could hear the shower running, so I got undressed and got in with her. I grabbed her and kissed her lips, then started to kiss my way down to her nipples. She stopped me, telling me she had just finished showering and had to get out because we had dinner reservations for 7:00. She explained that the kids were at her mom's house for the night. I showered and got dressed. I went downstairs and watched the news until Christie was ready. I didn't really notice when she came into the room, but when I looked up, I couldn't believe how sexy she looked. She was wearing a short, low-cut red party dress that was tight on top but flared out below her waist. She had on matching red high heels and what I figured were black pantyhose. Although she is only a few inches taller than I am, her heels made her look much taller. Her hair was curled to be extra full and she was wearing a bit more make-up than usual. The combination made her look incredibly sexy, maybe even a little slutty. When she asked, "How do I look?" All I could do was whistle. She must have liked my response because she grabbed me, gave me a big hug and a sensuous kiss. My dick gave a little jump, but before I could react any further she broke the kiss and said, "We better get going, we don't want to be late." When I asked her what the plans were for the evening she said that she could only tell me that we were starting with dinner at a restaurant in a large hotel that was about 10 minutes away. I asked her why she was being so secretive, and she just smiled and said, "You'll see." She had definitely peaked my interest. Dinner was wonderful. We had a quiet booth, which overlooked the area that would turn in to the dance floor. Just as we were finishing our meal, the band arrived and started setting up. Christie, who hardly ever drinks, ordered a margarita with dinner and had just ordered another one. I began to wonder what was up, but alcohol usually got her in a romantic (or should I say horny) mood; so who was I to complain. She snuggled up to me and told me how much she loved me. I put my hand on her knee and she smiled and put her hand on my knee. But when I started to slide my hand farther up her leg, she stopped me cold. Before I could ask her why she had done that, the band started to play. She immediately suggested that we dance. I followed her to the dance floor, which was almost empty. Her dancing was much more suggestive than usual. She bent slightly at the waist, giving me a good look at her cleavage and then shook her tits. Then she turned around and backed into me, rubbing her ass against my hardening cock. I could hardly believe that this was my normally shy and innocent wife. I figured that it was the alcohol. We danced to a few fast songs, before the band played a slow one. We stayed on the dance floor and as I pulled her against me and started to gently grind into her, she whispered in my ear, "I love you. I am so horny tonight that my panties are already damp." With that I slid my hands down to cup her ass. I was surprised by the unmistakable feel of a garter belt. She pouted slightly when she saw the look of surprise on my face, explaining that she had wanted to keep the fact that she was wearing a garter belt and stockings a secret until later. The place was starting to fill up as we headed back to our table after a few more dances. Christie downed the rest of her drink and ordered another. We talked, kissed and held each other. This time when I put my hand on her knee and started to trace slow lazy circles up her thigh, she sighed and opened her legs ever so slightly. My hand found the tops of her stockings and the soft warm flesh above it. When my hand reached her panties and brushed over her pussy, she gasped and told me how sensitive and wet she was. She reached out and gave my hard cock a squeeze and suggested that we slow down a little. "After all" she said, "the night is still young." Once my hard-on subsided I headed to the bathroom to take much-needed piss. When I came back, a man was standing at the table talking to my wife. He started to leave as soon as I sat back down, but Christie asked him to join us. I was a little disappointed, since I figured that she would never let me do anything with him sitting there. Christie introduced him and motioned for him to sit on the other side of her. Ron sat down and we all started to talk. Ron was about 5' 11", blonde and athletic looking. Soon Ron asked her to dance, if it was OK with me. I told them to have fun. My eyes followed them out to the dance floor. Christie started dancing for him as sexily as she had been dancing for me earlier. At one point she did a spin which allowed a quick peek of her stocking tops and garters. Ron leaned toward my wife and whispered something. She blushed, grinned and gave him a playful spank on the bottom. When they got back to the table, Ron excused himself to go to the men's room. While he was gone, I asked Christie what he had said out on the dance floor. She told me that he had said that she was wearing the garters and stockings because she wanted to be fucked, and probably by someone other than her husband. He had then asked her if she wanted to sneak out for some sex. Just then Ron returned and she changed the subject before I could ask her if he was right. Christie ordered another drink. The three of us were talking and enjoying each other's company. I was watching some of the people on the dance floor when I heard my wife gasp. It was the gasp she makes when I finally touch her pussy after teasing her. I looked down and sure enough, her skirt was hiked up, Ron had pulled her panties aside and was stroking her engorged clit. Neither of them made any attempt to hide what they were doing. Christie had her head back and her breathing was getting ragged. I could tell she was approaching orgasm. I reached down and touched her leg high on her thigh. She looked at me with a degree of lust in her eyes that I had never seen. As Ron continued to flick her clit, I stuck two, then three fingers into her dripping wet hole. I finally found her G-spot and started stroking it, which set off a huge orgasm that soaked my hand. When her orgasm subsided, she straightened out her skirt and gave Ron a kiss. I grabbed a napkin to dry off my hand and the padded bench of the booth. Then she turned to me and asked me if I was mad. As she asked the question, she reached down and stroked my cock, which was hard as a rock. I told her I wasn't mad, just surprised. She asked me if it turned me on to see her with another man. When I told her it did, she smiled, said "Good" and gave me a big, passionate kiss. A short time later she excused herself to go to the bathroom. I was talking with Ron about what had just gone on and watching the people on the dance floor which was getting much more crowded. I didn't really notice how long my wife had been gone. When I realized that she had been gone over 10 minutes, I went looking for her. I found her near the bar, which was on the way to and from the bathrooms. She was standing there talking with a guy who she introduced as Marshall. Marshall was a body-builder type, with military style, short brown hair. We all talked briefly before Christie and I returned to our booth. She told me that Marshall had reached out and grabbed her arm as she walked past. She had thought about slapping him, but then she realized that he was, as she called him, "a hunk" so she had stayed to talk to him. She said he had flirted rather forwardly, telling her what a great body she had and grabbing her ass. Now I was really beginning to wonder what she had in mind. Christie quickly finished her drink and ordered another. I could tell that the alcohol was definitely breaking down her inhibitions. I asked her to dance again. This time her dancing was even more suggestive. Several times she did twirls that caused her dress to ride up to where you could see her stocking tops. She was also crouching down so that her mouth was inches away from my crotch, then licking her lips as she caressed my ass with her hands, simulating oral sex. I was sure that there were many guys watching and enjoying her show. We stayed out on the dance floor since the next song was our favorite song, Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton. As we slow danced she started to kiss my neck and whisper in my ear how horny she was. When her hands dropped down to caress my butt, I did the same to her. As I grabbed her ass, I slid the hem of her dress up so that it revealed the top of her stockings and probably even the bottom of her cheeks to anyone who was looking. Her breathing became a little strained and she said "Oh God, that makes me feel so nasty. Do you like showing my ass to all the men? Would you like me to be a slut like the women in those stories, the ones who fuck other men in front of their husbands?" My cock gave her an immediate answer to her questions, but I still told her "Yes." That caused her to gasp in my ear as she ground herself into me even harder. Then she said, "You may just get your wish." When the song ended, I thought she would want to go back to our booth, but instead she grabbed my hand and lead me to the other side of the dance floor where she introduced me to her friend Bethany. She told me that Bethany was her best friend at her new job. She said that they sat next to each other and "talked about everything." In fact she told me that this whole evening was Bethany's idea, "to spice our sex life back up." Bethany was obviously a very sexual creature. She had dark hair and a great tan. She was short, about 5' 2" tall, with a thin waist, great legs and a set of tits that would have been large on a taller woman. On her they were huge. She had on a tiny silver dress that was cut low in the front and dipped almost to the top of her ass in the back. It ended about 4" below her crotch. You could tell at a glance that she was not wearing a bra, and probably wasn't wearing panties either. She introduced her husband Carlo, who was your classic tall, dark and handsome. From his accent, I guessed he was Italian. We talked for a few minutes at the edge of the dance floor, but when the next song started the two women dragged us out onto the dance floor. If I had thought Christie had danced provocatively earlier, it was nothing compared to how she was dancing now. She hiked up her dress to the top of her stockings and pressed her crotch against my hip. Then she rubbed herself up and down my upper thigh, kissing my neck and nibbling on my earlobe. Each time she slid down on my thigh her dress rode up, revealing herself right up to the crotch of her panties, which were lacy and pink. The lust in her eyes seemed even more intense. She stroked her hand up my thigh and stroked my hard cock through my pants. Then she told me in an almost animalistic growl, "I need to get fucked tonight." I could hardly believe that this was my wife. Just then, the sight of Bethany dancing next to us distracted my attention. As I looked at her she smiled, licked her lips and shook her huge tits at me. Once she had my attention she leaned over and let the top of her dress fall open until I could see her rock hard nipples. I looked at her husband who just shook his head and laughed. As the next song began, the women crossed over, so that I was dancing with Bethany and Christie was dancing with Carlo. I didn't know where to look. Bethany was teasing me, shaking her tits and rubbing her body against me. As she rubbed against my leg, I stroked my hand up her leg and grabbed her ass. As I thought, she didn't have on any panties. As I stroked her ass, she asked me which I wanted to fuck more, her tits or her ass. I didn't know what to say. I was speechless. Just then I noticed that Christie was also glued to Carlo. As I looked over, she was rubbing herself on his leg, revealing herself to him while she stroked his huge prick through his pants. He dropped his hand down and caressed her pussy through her panties, which by now were drenched. I couldn't believe she was letting someone stroke her pussy again, especially in full view, here on the dance floor. I couldn't keep from watching Christie with Carlo as Bethany continued to drive me crazy. Then she asked me, "Do you like watching your wife play with my husband's cock?" and, "Are you looking forward to watching him fuck her?" With that I looked back at Bethany and realized that she was nearing orgasm just from rubbing herself on my leg. With one hand I caressed her ass, with my other hand, I reached inside her dress and pinched her nipple, causing her to cum. I kissed her hard as her body shook. I was glad the song ended when it did or I probably would have cum in my pants. We each grabbed our own spouse and headed back to the booth. Ron was no longer sitting there. We all sat down. Christie was between Bethany and I, with Carlo next to Bethany. The girls soon left for the bathroom. Carlo told me he thought Christie was "very beautiful, very sexy." I told him that I thought Bethany was "incredible." He agreed, of course. When Bethany and Christie came back from the ladies room, Christie slid across Carlo's lap so that she was sitting between Carlo and I. Bethany sat on my other side. Under the table Christie handed me her panties and Bethany started to stroke my thigh. Christie then told me that Carlo and Bethany were swingers, and that they wanted to swing with us. I asked her if she had known that they were swingers before we had met them here tonight or if this had just come up in the girl's room. She told me that she had known, and had told them we would meet them here. They had picked this hotel because Carlo's company had a suite at the Hotel that we could use. But she had told Bethany that she wasn't sure whether we would swing with them or not; that we would have to see how things went before deciding. It was clear to me that she had made up her mind, but I asked her if she was sure about wanting to swing. She said she definitely wanted to try it tonight and hoped I was willing to try it too. She then whispered in my ear that Bethany had told her that she loved anal sex, but that Carlo was so big that it hurt to do it with him. She said that all Bethany had talked about all week was having me fuck her in the ass. I asked her what she had talked about and she confessed that she had asked Bethany how big Carlo's cock was and how it felt to be stretched by a big cock. We ordered another round of drinks. I think I needed it more than Christie. Soon, Christie got up and went over to the bar. When she came back she had Ron on one arm and Marshall on the other. She told me that she was going to go and dance with both of them. I am not sure that I would call what they did dancing. Basically they sandwiched her between them and dry humped her. I could see their hands exploring her ass, tits and pussy. At one time Marshall was clearly finger fucking her while Ron was kissing down her neck and playing with her tits. Christie was busy grabbing their asses and stroking their dicks through their pants. Quite a few people were noticing. Bethany was rubbing my cock and telling me how much she wanted me to fuck her tits and then fuck her ass. My cock was straining so hard to get out that it was painful. It felt bigger than usual and I was hornier than I had ever been. When Christie, Marshall and Ron came back from the dance floor, Christie looked very flushed. She asked Bethany and Carlo if they minded having Marshall and Ron join us. They said "the more the merrier." With that Christie suggested that we all head up to the suite. It was the moment of truth. We piled out of the bar and headed toward the main elevators. Luckily, the lobby was fairly empty, since it was obvious what was going on. Christie was between Marshall and Carlo and Bethany was between Ron and I. Everyone was exploring the person they were next to with their hands, lips, tongues, legs, etc. As we piled on to the elevator and I quickly grabbed Bethany and slipped the front of her dress down so that I could suck on her nipples while I grabbed her ass with both hands. I could feel Ron's hands exploring her pussy. When the elevator stopped Carlo said that this was the floor, so we all got off. Christie grabbed me and kissed me as we waited for Carlo to open the door. Then she told me "I love you, enjoy yourself with Bethany." I told her "I love you, too." As soon we entered the suite, clothes started flying in every direction. Bethany was naked immediately, since she only had on a dress and shoes. I had my shirt off and was starting on my pants when she grabbed me and started kissing me. Then she dropped to her knees and finished unzipping my pants. As she pulled down my pants and underwear she absolutely swallowed my cock in one motion. Her mouth felt like heaven. Now, Christie had always been willing to suck my cock as part of foreplay and she was quite good at it. But Bethany was a pro. About then I noticed that Christie was being led naked into the bedroom by the other three men. Bethany said that there were two queen-sized beds in that room and asked me if I wanted to join them in the bedroom so I could watch Christie. I groaned in pure lust as I answered "yes." I tried to move toward the bedroom and actually fell down. I had not taken off my shoes and my pants were bunched up around my ankles. Bethany and I laughed hysterically as we both worked to get my remaining clothes off. By the time we made it into the bedroom, Christie was on her knees at the end of one of the beds with the three men sitting naked in front of her. Ron was sitting in the middle and Christie was enthusiastically giving him head. She had Marshall's cock in her right hand and Carlo's in her left. I stood there mesmerized. My cock is only around 6 inches at best and not all that thick. As Christie pulled her mouth off Ron's dick to lick and suck on his balls, I notice that his dick was about 7 or 8 inches long and a little thicker than mine was. Then I notice Carlo's dick. I understood why Bethany would find it painful to let him fuck her up the ass. His cock had to be at least 11 or 12 inches long, and it was as thick as my forearm. Christie couldn't even get her hand completely around it. I wondered if she would be able to handle that big of a dick with either her mouth or pussy. Marshall's dick was also rather large. It was probably 9 inches long and although it was fairly thick, it couldn't compare to Carlo's huge tool. As Bethany pushed me onto the other bed, Christie took control of the three men who were there for her pleasure. She crawled up onto the bed and lay on her back. She spread her legs and ordered Ron to eat her pussy. She told Marshall to kneel by her head so that she could suck his cock, and told Carlo to suck on her tits. She positioned Carlo so that she would be able to continue to stroke his dick with her hand. Ron went to work on her pussy, Carlo went to work on her tits and Christie went to work on Marshall's cock. In seconds she was writhing in ecstasy. I was amazed to see that Christie was able to take almost all of Marshall's 9 inches in her mouth. Suddenly Bethany interrupted my voyeurism by taking my entire rod down her throat. I looked down to find her staring up at me with gorgeous green eyes. Even with my dick buried in her mouth, I could tell that she was smiling. I watched her slide her mouth up my shaft, flicking her tongue along the sensitive glans, then sliding it all the way back down to the base. Her fingers gently teased my balls, which were already starting to tighten. When she came up the next time she released my dick from her mouth and wrapped her tits around my now slippery shaft. She bent her head down so that she could lick the head of my cock each time it emerged from the tight warm tunnel between those marvelous boobs of hers. I was in heaven as she slowly slid up and down, holding her tits together, giving me a warm wonderful tit fuck. She asked me if I liked her tits. I did, of course. Then she said, "Christie could have a pair just like them." She told me that her natural tits had been about Christie's size when she first started dancing. No one had complained, but when she had her "boob job" and her tips had gone way up. She said that she had met Carlo at the topless club where she had worked and that she fell for his looks, his dick and his money. She said he had fallen for her tits, her mouth and her willingness to fuck anywhere, any time and anyone. During this entire conversation she had continued to rub my hardon between those wonderful tits. When I looked up again, someone had put a pillow under Christie's ass and Ron was now fucking her hard. Carlo had moved up next to her head with Marshall on the other side. She was holding both of their cocks near her mouth and alternating between them as they both played with her tits, pinching and pulling on her nipples. She was taking every inch of Marshall on each stroke and he was gritting his teeth, trying to hold back from coming. She pulled off his cock and brought Carlo's huge dick to her mouth. I watched as her lips stretched, trying to wrap around the head of his dick. She finally succeeded to get the head in, but couldn't seem to get any more in. Ron moaned, shouted that he was coming and buried himself in her pussy as he came. She took Carlo out of her mouth and started on Marshall again. I could hear her muffled cries as she started to cum. It was all too much for Marshall, who grabbed the base of his dick and told Christie "Here it comes." She swallowed the first couple of spurts then pulled her mouth off of his dick and directed the rest toward her mouth. I think she just wanted me to see her look like a slut. When some of the cum ended up on her chin and cheeks, she gathered it up with her fingers, which she then licked clean. Bethany sensed that I was getting close. She scraped her teeth along the tender edges of my cock head to get my attention, then swallowed me down to the base. She started to rapidly pump her mouth up and down my shaft, taking the whole length on each downward stroke as she gently teased my contracting nutsack. I couldn't hold back. My cum boiled up like a volcano, ready to explode. I groaned out a warning and let go. Instead of slowing down, she increased the pace of her strokes. I nearly passed out from the intensity of my orgasm. She swallowed every drop. I noticed that everyone on the other bed, including Christie, had been watching Bethany and me. Christie caught my eye and winked at me. Ron and Marshall were both spent. Ron got up and sat in an overstuffed chair in the corner. Marshall just rolled to the other side of the bed. Christie turned all of her attention to Carlo. She told him to kneel at the head of the bed, then she got on to all fours. I think he expected her to turn so that he could fuck her doggie style. Instead she faced him and again took his dick in her mouth. This has always been my favorite position for getting head from Christie. It opens up her throat and gives her an easy way to play with your balls. When she sucks me that way she lets me control the pace and depth of each stroke with my hips. As Bethany and I lay in the other bed, I had a great view as her mouth expanded around his dick. The head slipped in fairly easily this time. Then Christie grabbed his ass and pulled him toward her. I watch in disbelief as this huge dick slowly eased past her lips. She took almost half of it on the first try, but started to gag. I thought that she would give up. I was wrong. She came up for air, then attacked that huge shaft like a woman possessed. With each downward push she took another inch of his dick down her throat. Soon she had her chin against his balls. Carlo said "I can't believe it, even Bethany has never taken all of me down her throat." I couldn't believe it either. Christie began to tease his balls with one hand. Her other hand slid to her crotch and as her fingers stroked her clit, she had another earthshaking orgasm. They were getting into a rhythm now. His hips were starting to thrust forward. She was meeting every thrust, taking his entire length each time. They continued like this for another minute or two before she told him she couldn't wait for him to fuck her. With that she spun around and offered herself to him doggy style. Bethany started to play with my dick again and my hands roamed over her body as we watched the action on the other bed. As Carlo rubbed the head of his dick against the opening to Christie's pussy, Bethany asked me, "Did you ever think your wife was such a slut?" What she told me next was even more of a surprise. She said that Christie had told her that she had always gotten so turned on by the stories of men watching their wives get fucked that she had hoped I would bring a friend home for dinner and let him fuck her while I watched. She told me that Christie had confessed to her that she had wanted to be a total slut, but she had hoped that I would take the initiative of turning her into a slut so that she wouldn't feel as guilty about it. Since I hadn't, she had finally decided that it was time to do it herself. Carlo's dick slid into Christie's pussy about the same way it had slid into her mouth. It took time to get the head of his dick in, but then with each stroke she was able to take more and more of his shaft. Once he had it in, he started to fuck her with long hard strokes. Her orgasms started almost immediately and seemed to come in waves, which shook her body as she screamed in ecstasy. She kept repeating "Oh God that feels good. Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Fuck me with that big dick! Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder, harder…." I got up and moved over beside her. She was cumming almost constantly. I reached out and caressed her face, then reached down to tease her nipple. When she looked up at me, she could barely focus. Through her gasps she managed to say, "Let me suck on you." I was as hard as I had ever been. I crawled onto the bed and kneeled in front of her. Her mouth closed around my shaft and she started sucking on my cock like it was a lollipop. I watched Carlo's big dick pounding in and out of her stretched pussy and wondered if our marriage would ever be the same. But I had to admit that the sight of her taking on these other men like a total slut was incredibly arousing. Just then Bethany grabbed my ass, letting her hand slip between my legs to tease my balls. She told me that she didn't want me to cum because she still wanted me to fuck her up the ass. I pulled out of my wife's mouth and turned my attention to Bethany. As I did, Marshall took my place. Christie groaned with pleasure as she opened her mouth wide to accept his hard cock. Bethany pulled me back to the other bed and squirted some lubricating jelly on my dick. She made a show out of lubricating her ass and sticking one then two fingers knuckle deep into her ass. She put one of the pillows at the foot of the bed and slid her ass down on to it. I practically jumped out of bed. When I got to the end of the bed I could see Bethany's well-lubed asshole awaiting my hard-on. I bent my knees slightly and rubbed my dick against her ass. Bethany said, "Don't tease me, put it in." As I pushed it in, I couldn't believe the sensation. Her ass accepted my tool easily, but was also tight. As I started to fuck her ass harder, she played with her clit and started to cum. As Christie continued to take on Carlo and Marshall in the next bed, Bethany started to scream, "Fuck my ass! Oh yeah, fuck it hard! Harder! Yes, I love it in my ass! Fuck me good, you assfucker!.…" I had to slow down a little to keep from cumming. But I made up for it by making my strokes harder and more forceful. Bethany was cumming again and again. Carlo announced he was cumming. He started to shudder and emptied his load into Christie. This set Marshall off, and he came in her mouth. She swallowed every drop. When Carlo finally pulled out, Christie took his spent cock and licked it clean. Christie turned toward me and said, "Fuck her ass good! Make her scream!" I started to pound Bethany even harder. I couldn't last much longer. When I groaned that I was going to cum, Christie jumped off the bed and came over. She pulled my dick out of Bethany's ass and told me to cum in her mouth. I grabbed her face and fucked her mouth with a vengeance as I exploded down her throat. When I was done, she stood up and gave me a deep French kiss. I could taste the cum on her lips and smell the cum on her breath. I told her I loved her and she hugged me harder and told me she loved me more than ever. Bethany suggested to Christie and I that we crash in the other bedroom, which we did. We talked for about an hour. We both admitted that we had enjoyed ourselves and that, if anything, the events of this evening had increased our love for each other. I asked her about what Bethany had told me. She quickly admitted that she had always hoped that I would turn her into a slut. She told me that she was looking forward to our next adventure now that I knew she was a slut who enjoyed being fucked by the other men. She said that she had loved being the center of attention and had especially liked being with Carlo because of his big cock. I asked her if she thought she would be satisfied with my small dick. She told me that if I let her continue to be a slut she would let me fuck her or would give me head whenever I wanted. She would even let me fuck her in the ass. What surprised me was how exciting it had been watching her with other men. I knew right then that it wouldn't be long before she would be showing me what kind of a slut she really was. This all happened a little over a year ago, and there have been a lot of adventures since. 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