Young Wife Turned "Swinger" then "Slut wife"

We started off by getting into swinging. It was my husband’s ideal to open up our marriage. I was only 16 years old when we married and 17 years old when attending my first swinging party. If I had not been married I would have been jail bait in our home state. During our first party, my husband and I went to the bed room with another couple, my husband and the other girl got done and returned to the party before me and my man. After my husband left, we continued to fuck on the king size bed. Before I knew what was taken place the room filled with men I had never seen. When the man I was fucking was done he got up and returned to the party. Before I could get off the bed there were three other men were on the bed to take his place. One man was fucking my pussy, while a 2nd fucked my face. The 3rd man jacked off on my face. In the mean time the room had continued to fill with strange men watching the show. By the time the night was over I had been used by 18 to 20 men, only one of which I knew his name. I went to the party a fresh young wife; I departed a used slut wife. I told my husband about my night after we got back to our hotel room. He got hard again and ended up fucking me after eating my sore pussy for a long time. That night got me started on my life as a hot wife. Over the years as my sex drive goes up, my husbands goes down. My husband is not able to keep me satisfied now that the fire has started burning. I will share our story. My husband is now my cuckold, mainly confined to eating my pussy after I come home from dates with other men I met at bars or online.
My husband & I had been in swinging just a few months when we met another couple named Jim & Barber. After just a couple of times getting with them it became clear that my husband and Barber just were not attracted to each other. Jim & I however had very hot sex. My husband and Barber would hang out, watch TV, etc. while Jim & I would fuck the weekend away many times. We saw them about ever other weekend.
I worked in a local bar as a waitress, while my husband completed college. We only had one car, so he would normally drop me of at work, go to class or the library and come and pick me up when my shift was over (normally between 1 & 2 AM). He dropped me off at work one night and went off to class. The bar was very slow that night, so the manager said one of the waitresses could take off early. I volunteered to take off. This was before cell phones were so common, so I could not get my husband on the phone. I called Jim for a ride home, and I had a few drinks before he arrived. Jim was glad to pick me up from work. He worked for the utility company, and was driving one of their trucks. He asked if I would mind stopping off at his work site, so he could pick up his personal car. I said no problem.
The utility company warehouse was in a dark out of the part of town. When we got there he had to unlock & relock the gate so we could drive inside the fence. After we go inside, and he locked the gate Jim let me know that he wanted to fuck me. I told him I was not in the mood at that, maybe later after we got to my apt. I explained that my husband & I made an agreement upon getting into swinging; we would only party together, and not have sex with other people along. Well Jim had been forceful when we fucked in the past (i.e. holding my hands behind my back, fucking my face, spanking my ass, pinching my nipples, etc.) I had enjoyed the forceful sessions and he knew it. He started taking the forceful role that night. I am not sure what it was, maybe the drinks I had at the bar, but I stated playing along with him. Before I knew it, I was out of my little waitress outfit fucking and giving Jim a blowjob in his truck in that dark locked parking lot. He fucked me, pumping cum into my cunt and again in my mouth.
I told Jim that I needed to get cleaned up and dressed so I could make it home before my husband got home. I had called and left a message from the bar that there would be no need to pick me up because a friend would take me home. I did not say when I expected to be home.
Jim told me that I could use the bathroom inside the warehouse to clean up & dress. Since that parking lot was dark and locked, I did not get dress, but just carried my clothing with me. When we got inside I was surprised to find there were 6 men (Jim's co-workers) in the warehouse, Jim grabbed my clothing from my hands as I stepped in the door. The men seem to have been expecting us. It turned out Jim called them before coming to the bar to pick me up. He told them he had fucked me many times and I would fuck anybody he told me to. The men had been watching Jim & I fuck via a security system that cover the part the parking lot we parked in.
I told Jim that I needed to get home and that my husband would be upset if I was "swinging" without him. He reminded me that we had already crossed that point, and if I went along with the party, no one would have to know about it. I tried to kiss on Jim, thinking that if I got him hot again, he would just fuck me again and take me home. It did not work out that way. While I trying to get his cock hard, two of the men pick me up, and placed me on a big work table. My hands and feet we tied to each end. My pussy was fully exposed and leaking Jim's cum. During the next three hours these 6 men fucked my pussy, ass, and mouth. After each of them dumped 2 loads of cum in me I start to relax. I knew they were drained of cum and some of them had work they had to do before their shift ended. What I did not know, there were 4 new men coming back from a job they completed. Those men used me for the next 2 hours. I was untied sometime during those two hours. I did not know until later that Jim had taken photos of the gangbang. The photos I saw were made without me being tied. It looked like I was doing this of my own free will. After I got home, about 5 AM, my husband asks where I had been? He knew the bar closed a 2AM. I told him that I met a man at the bar and we fucked in his room after a few too many drinks. I told him that I enjoy myself and would like to do it again from time to time. I did not tell him that the man was Jim and that I had been "raped" by him and the other 10 men. Another rule we set for our was not "doing" people we know and not "doing" a half of a couple along (if we know them). It worked out good telling him that I had willing fucked a stranger without him. He got hard and we ended up fucking. This started us in the cuckold life style (before I ever knew the word).
dw

That was not the end of the story. Jim called me a few days later to ask if I had told my husband about him and the other men using me all night long. I told him I had not because my husband would not understand, and would very mad at me. At that time Jim said he wanted to meet me a working class bar. For some reason I agreed. At the bar Jim showed me the photos of me what appeared to be willing having sex with all those men. He told me that he would be expecting me to take care of him and his friends when he told me to, any way he told me to. He let me know that I did not have to worry about my husband seeing the photos, so long as I played along. He wanted to test his power over me there in the bar to make sure we had an understanding. He ordered me another drink and told me not to go any place without him. He went up to the bar and talked to a very large man who turned out to be a long haul trucker. He returned to our booth with him. He told me that this was his new friend Bob. He said he wanted me to go out to Bob's truck with him. He said he wanted to watch me fuck Bob. I did as I was told. Bob fucked me bareback. Jim had me put my underwear back on with Bob's cum in my cunt. My husband was home when I arrived. Before I could take a bath he and I were making out. He said my pussy was very wet when he went down on me. I came thinking about him eating the stranger’s cum from my pussy.
dw

Another week went by before hearing from Jim again. Jim called me at work just before the end of my shift. He wanted me to meet him at a bar down near the university. I did not ask why, but told him I would be there soon. That bar was within walking distance from my work. I called home and left a message that I was getting a ride with a friend so no need to pick me up, and don't wait up, I may be late.
I found Jim at the bar. He liked going to the collage bars, in hopes of picking up a nice young coed. This night the bar had mainly guys in it. Jim said he was drinking at the bar and overheard two young guys talking about a party they were having in a big old house just off campus. The were upset because the two dancers that was to have been the entertainment back out just before the party. The guys were talking about going over the back college to try to get replacements. Both guy agreed that most of the men at the party would rather have white pussy. Jim told them he may be able to help them out. He told them for $500 his white girl friend would be their entertainment for the night. They agreed, giving him the money and the address for the house. They also agreed that Jim could stay for the party. He liked this, giving him a chance to pick up some drunken young coed.
The party had just started when we arrived. The big old house had a large public room, and many bed rooms upstairs. They had a loud band in the living room that your hear all over the house. There was a mix of men and women in the living room. Jim said they were set up for me in the basement. He took me to the basement himself. There were no other women in the basement at the time. There was a small stage with a mattress on the floor of the stage. Jim told me to get undress and say hi to the men while he got ready. I did so without question. I felt very much at ease being the only one nude in the room. I looked around the room and note the guys were between 18 & 30 years old, most were fit, nice looking white kids that appeared to be from good homes. It just hit me at that point that all the men that I had fucked & sucked during the past three weeks were working class guys (i.e. the trucker, Jim & his co worker and bar buddies). These people looked more like me, in age & back ground.
Jim told me there were some ground rules. They were, I will be handcuffed, but will be cuffed in a way that will not limit the movement of my body. He had me get down on the mattress. He put the handcuffs on me. The was a chain at the top of the mattress, it was passed through the handcuffs and then through a brass ring on the wall. This allows me to move about on the mattress, and allowed anyone to be able to flip me if they wanted to fuck my ass. They was one other rule. I must keep a blindfold on at all time. Jim wanted to make sure I had clear understanding of this rule, because my hands would be free to remove it all night. He said many of these your guys are from well to do families. Some of them expect to go into public office one day. They do not want to take any chance that some whole they fucked in their younger days will go to the newspaper and describe their private parts with birth marks etc. The guy told Jim if the blindfold comes off them he must return the $500 and will have to leave. And he will never be welcome back. I told him I understood, and I would not let him down. He than put the blindfold on me, kissed me, and told me he would be here all night, but he was going to find some fresh pussy to fuck.
I lay back on the mattress and waited for the night to start. During this time I started thinking about Jim going back to the room with the band. I started thinking about him picking up some girl younger than me; maybe better looking me, and more willing to follow his orders. I think I was starting to worry about being replaced by Jim. After I thought about it, I could not do anything about younger girls, and the women I saw in the living room were very hot looking, but I could make sure that no woman could follow his orders without question better than me. That when I came to terms with being Jim's slave, and he was my master. I wanted be a good slave tonight. I knew he enjoyed partying with these upper class collage kids. I was going to make him look good and keep him happy.
The party started with two guys fucking me at the same time one in the mouth and one in the cunt. I had between 1 to 3 guys using my mouth, cunt, & ass for 3 hours non-stop. I did get a little rest for a few mins. The band stopped planning and could hear people talk. I was still blindfolded so I could not see them. I noted that a few guys had brought their girlfriends to the basement to watch the show. Being unable to see made my hearing better. One couple talked about watching the fucking. The guy said he would not mind fucking me. The girl friend told him that he could not fuck my cunt or ass. She pointed out to him how much cum was running out of my ass and pussy. He seemed disappointed. She did tell him that he could fuck my month, to the point that he got hard. She told him that he could not cum in me. They were getting ready to go out clubbing after the party. She said this would work ok for her. She wanted his cum in her pussy on the dance floor, but if I sucked him to just short of coming she would not have to mess up he hair, makeup, and clothing. He agreed to her term. I hear could them kiss, and her remind him, don't you cum in that slut, she is not good enough for your seeds. I only get that. The guy seemed pussy whipped and went along without other saying anything. He stepped up to me and pulled my face to his cock. I worked on his cock slow at first, but after recalling her words about me being a slut and not good enough to fuck, I started sucking fast. I sucked the guys balls in mouth, gave 3 or good hard sucks, them took his balls out of my mouth & replaced them with his cock. The poor guy was cumming all over my face and mouth before he knew it. The girl friend got very pissed at him. All he could say was how sorry he was. He tried to kiss on her and make up. She just got more pissed. She came up to me tell me that I knew she wanted his cum and I was just a cheap whole that needed to learn some manners. There was a pool table on the other side of the room. She picked up a pool stick and came back to the mattress where I was bound on. She said she would teach me the manners I needed to learn. She took the big end of the pool stick and started fucking my pussy with it. I was lucky that I was so wet with many loads of cum in me that the stick slid in and out with ease. She asked me did I want her to put the stick in me and leave it all night. I told he no, and ask her to forgive me for what I did to her boyfriend. She told me that she was not sure if she could or not. She said that thanks to me, she would not be getting fucked tonight. She said he could only cum one time a night. I now went from mad, to fearful, to feeling sorry for what I had done. I told her that if she would remove the pool stick from my cunt, and lower her pussy to my lips, I would show her how sorry I was, and do my best to make it up to her. She agreed to my offer. I came when she pulled the stick out of me. She lowers his pussy to my face and I did my best to make her feel good for about 45min. When she got off my face, my face and hair was wet from her pussy. She kissed my lips and said we were even now. Now there was a long line of men ready to be sucked and fucked. It appeared many people came in to watch the show. I fell asleep until Jim came for me after day light. Jim gave me a ride to my driveway. I could see the lights on, so I knew my husband was waiting up for me.
When I got home my husband asked me what was going on. I did not clean up before coming home, so I was a mess. My hair was wet, I smelled like cum, and had bit marks all over me. I told my husband everything. I told him had Jim raped me, because I was drunk and I went along after it started. I told him how Jim blackmailed me into the first gangbang, and later with photos from the gangbang. I explained how I now willing acted a Jim's slave. I explained how I had missed worked and had given blowjobs and fucks for money.My husband had mixed feels. He said he was not sure what we should do. The only thing he knew for sure was he wanted to eat my pussy and fuck me as I was. The next day we talked about my relationship with Jim. My husband was still not sure what he wanted me to do about it. After talking and looking at our options, we agreed to keep his knowledge of the affair between us for the time being. I make sure that my husband knew that I did not want to end my relationship with Jim. He said he could see how being with a more dominate man could satisfy my needs in a way he was unable to. We were not sure how my husband and Barber would fit into the picture, so keeping his knowledge of the affair between us made sense.
dw

hot hot hot

About two weeks went by before Jim contacted me again. He left a message on my answer service telling me he expected me to be at the warehouse where I had been gang raped two weeks before. He told me that he wanted me there Friday at 9PM. I called him back and told him that I had to work on Friday and since my husband was not working we needed the money. I explained to him that I made about $200.00 in tips each Friday and my hubby would want to know where the money went if I came home without it. Jim told me that not to worry about my tips, but I must be at the warehouse or my husband would get copies of the gangbang photos the next day.
I went to the warehouse not knowing what to expect. I dressed in my little bar maids uniform like I was going to work. When I got to the warehouse I was met in the parking lot by Jim. He took me to a small shack at the back of the property. The building was used for storage and only had one small light in it. Jim took me inside and told me to undress. I did so. He told me that I was going to be used by his friends, coworkers, and maybe a few strangers that he would bring back from the bar tonight. I explained to Jim that this was my time of the month and had a heavy flow going so I did not think his friends would want to fuck me for the next day or so. I thanked him gave him a kiss and started to get dressed. He grabbed my clothing and told me to put my hands above my head. I did as I was told. He put handcuffs on one hand and pushed me against a poll. The he cuffed the other hand behind the poll. He pushed me down to the floor. My hands were cuffed behind the poll, and I setting on the dirty wood floor. The poll was large enough that I hand no use of my hands and could not stand up. He told me that I was correct in thinking no one would want to fuck my bloody pussy, but my mouth was still good to use. He put a coffee can beside the door and told me that if I wanted tips to take home to my husband then I better give good service.
He left me bond to the poll with the one dim light on in the dark shack. It seem like hours went by with me there all along. I think it was only 30mins. but my mind was starting to play tricks. Then I could hear someone coming. It turned out to be two of the men that had raped me two weeks before. They came in together talking to each other like I was not even in the room. They got undressed and in turn both of them fucked my face until they shot cum in my mouth. After about 15 mins that got dressed, said something about what a good guy Jim was and how the job was a lot more fun since he started working for the company. When they left they each put a $20 bill in the coffee can. I had just made $40 in 15 mins. I started thinking that is $160.00 an hour. That was more than I made at the bar. I started thinking about this, then in the next few mins. 5 more of the gang rapist came by to fuck my face, each putting $20 in the can on the way out. Now about an hour had past, and I had made $140.00. This may not be that bad. However an hour went by without any contact. I could not stand up or use my hands to touch anyone or myself. I was getting very hot thinking about the situation I was in. I started thinking about how I could make a man cum without using my hands, pussy or ass. I had not given it much thought before. I thought about being able to suck on a man balls, or just the head of his cock, or taking him deep. I had never given this much thought & attention to the Art of Giving Blow Jobs before. It is odd how the mind works when you a chained to a poll in a shack in the dark. About an hour went by and I was able to hear many men talking outside the shack. Then 5 or 6 men I had never seen stepped in dropped there pants and fucked my face one by one. Each man would cum and move out of the way for the next man. I noted each one would put a $20 bill in the can on the way out. Jim much have told them that was the going rate for a blow job. I was a little disappointed. I had expected it to be like the bar (good service, be nice, and raise the amount of the tip). Now that I understood the new rules, I change my plan. I knew how to use my mouth to make each man to come fast and keep the line moving. I could not use my hands, but if I could get their balls in my mouth, after a few hard sucks they came fast. I found a few sucks on the balls, a quick suck on the head and up and down the shaft a few times I got a mouth full of cum and was ready for the next guy.
After I started hearing voice out side the shake, I had a long line of guy ready for cheap blowjobs. After one point I had a line of Hispanic worker (8 or 10) fucking my face. They did not speak English but put there US $s in the can on the way out. It was day light on Sat. morning when Jim came to unlock my cuffs. I had been giving blowjobs from 9PM until about 5 AM. I fell asleep for about an hour before Jim came for me. He told me that I had to do one more blowjob before he would unlock me. I went ahead and gave my last blowjob for the night. I did not rush Jim's blowjob, but took my time and try to make sure he truly enjoyed it. That was the best way I knew of thanking him for an enjoyable and fun night. Jim unlocked me, gave my work clothing back to me so I could go home to my husband.
When I got home, Jim walked me into my house. My husband was already awake. I told my hubby that I worked a private party at the hotel where my bar was at. I told him that Jim came by and picked me up on his way to work so he could sleep in later. He thanked Jim for being such a friend and looking out for me when he was not around. After Jim left, I pulled the money out on the bed and told him what really took place. I gave him a nice slow blowjob just like I gave Jim just 20 mins. before. He shot his load into my mouth and asked me to tell him more details or my night. We hugged and cuddled for a long time, before my husband got down between my legs and started licking and sucking on my pussy. We feel asleep in each others arms sleeping the day away. Having Jim in my life satisfied my personal needs, as well as some need we had in our marrage.
dw

My husband and I keep with our plan to keep his knowledge of the affair between us. This worked our good for us. I got the additional excitement of playing a whoring cheating wife, it was something just between my husband and my self, which brought us closer to each other. After that time, we had never came across the word "cuckold". We knew that we enjoyed play these roles. It was also much safer for us personally and professionally. Jim felt safe in "blackmailing" me into doing things for him. When we were in our master/slave role, it felt very real to me. Since I told my husband what had taken place Jim did not have anything to blackmail me with. He did not know our family. They all lived in another town. The bar I worked in as a waitress was a well known "pick-up" bar. The outfit that I was required to dress in for work was very sexy and reviewed my ass and tits. Most of the men that came into the bar felt that the waitresses were fair games to hit on or to cop a feel with. Jim had the photos of me fucking other men that he thought gave him power over me. If those photos had been passed around at my work site, I would have mostly made a lot bigger tips. I am not sure Jim ever knew that I submitted to being his whore and slave, not out of fear, but because I wanted to be his slave (after telling my husband the truth). On the other hand, we did not want to doing anything that would ruin my husband's standing in the community. He needed to be able to have a good reputation after college to get a job in his area of study.

My husband and I still got together with Jim and Barber; however it went for ever other weekend to ever other month. During our time together my husband and I never talked with Barber about the time her husband and I spent together. Jim continued to use me as his slave and whore for his buddies for about three years. After we moved out of town for my husband employment, our routine contacts came to an end. I still met him about once a year for a wild weekend with my husband knowledge.

After the night of being the party girl for the collage party, Jim did not call me for two weeks. He called and asked about my plans for later that week. I told him that my husband was studying for test for the next few days and I was just working. Jim said his company was sending him out of town for training and he would like me to go with him. I thanked him for thinking of me, but told him I could not give off from work. He said I should call in sick and tell my husband that I was going to visit my family while he studied. I told him that I was not sure if I could get away with it. He said he was sure I would do what I needed to do to keep my husband happy. Jim said, it would be hard for him to study with the images of me fucking and sucking his coworkers popping into his head. Not wanting our little game to end, I went along with his request. After I got off the phone, I told my husband what had taken place. We ended up fucking all night, both of us thinking about what Jim was going to do with me during the next few days.
dw

The next day Jim came to pick me up while my husband was at school. We drove to Atlanta for the training, getting in town the night before the conference was to take place. After we checked into hotel room Jim and I went out to dinner. Later we went to a strip club in a black part of town. Jim and I sat at the bar drinking and talking with the locals. Some of the dancers got Jim's attention while two black guys starting hitting and feeling on me. They noted that Jim was paying attention to the other girls and not me. I explained that he was free to do that if he wished to. They asked if I was free to spend time with other men. I explained that I would do whatever Jim wanted me to do. They said they understood. It seemed the men were owner or managers of the club. They went over to where Jim and the dancers were at and talked for a while. They came back later and told me Jim had given me to them for the night. He would be spending the night with the two dancers. I got a little worried and looked a Jim to see him giving me an OK sign. The club was near a motel where the owner had rooms for the girls to use with their customers. They said Jim would be in one of their rooms. The men escorted me to a back office that had an adjoining manager’s apartment. They had been buying me and Jim drinks since we arrived, so I was feeling a little drunk. When we got in the back they pulled out some pot and we smoked it. They had been feeling me up all night long, and now they were undressing me. We made our way to the bed. They used me for the next few hours. We continued to smoke and drink all night long. Some of the dancers came back and joined us during break time. One of the girls that Jim left with came in. Jim had asked her to make some photos of me getting fucked by her bosses. She got shots of me sucking, fucking and taking it up the ass. After about two hours the owners were for more part a fucked out. I was drunk and wasted on the pot. I was just glad I did not have to worry about driving in a strange city in that condition.

I laid back and relaxed, wondering what Jim was doing. The owners had gone back into the club, but later returned with four other black men. They told them I was the white whore they were taking about. The men seemed pleased and excited. They started taking off their clothing. I asked one of the owners what was going on. He said my pimp had trade me for the night with the two dancers. The owner assured me that Jim had gotten a good deal. He said Jim had got the two dancers for the night, a bag of pot, and $400 for me. I agreed that that did sound like a very good deal for one night with me. He said I must have misunderstood what the deal was. Jim had agreed to leave me with them for three nights. He asked them to tell me that he would be back for me after his conference was over. I was very drunk and high at this point, so it still did not hit me that I was left to be a whore for these black pimps for three days. I have left all of my ID, money, etc. in Jim’s car. All my clothing was back at the hotel. I was drunks, high, in a strange city, with no money or ID. I had come to the club dressed like a slut. At this point in time I was not even sure where my slut clothing was at. When the men undressed me they locked my clothing in the office file cabinet “for safe keeping”.

The four men undressed and took turns using me for the next few hours. I passed out after they were done with, only to awaken to another man fucking me. My ass and pussy was sore the next morning. I woke up in the bed with one of the managers. He said his name was Tony, and I was the hit of the party last night. He gave me something for my hangover and told me to clean up and rest. He said I would be busy for the next two days.
dw

I was able to get copies of the photos made for Jim by the dancer. I hope you enjoy them as much as he did.
dw

great slutty wife for sure
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educationstricte

Very hot wife you have there...love the stories!